This press conference can be called a "face slap meeting".

This is a successful press conference, a huge impact, and it is Zhang Ping's public challenge and combat declaration!

I owe me one by one, I want to get it back!

In an uproar, Zhang Ping had already arrived at Donghai University in a teleportation array.

School started for one and a half months early in the morning.

However, Zhang Ping did not report to his class, but went directly to the martial arts research base.

Relevant teachers and students of Donghai University, and even many experts and scholars were present.

Seeing Zhang Ping coming, Zhuge Pingyun jumped out first, first admiring Zhang Ping's press conference, saying it well. Then he got to the point:

"Zhang Ping, I saw your dream-guiding technology. It seems that the core needs a little bit of your true popularity. It doesn't seem to be popular."

Zhang Ping smiled, "Senior Brother, since I said I would use it for free, I naturally solved this problem."

"Oh? How did you solve it?"

Zhang Ping looked at Zhuge Pingyun without saying anything, but Zhuge Pingyun was furious all the time, "Okay, okay, I feel like I've made some mistakes. But I really don't know."

"Senior brother, mechanical computer theory, you taught me how to get started. This time I used a unique formation that can simulate the fluctuations of the holy fire.

This is just a dream guide and does not require a real holy fire. As long as there is such a fluctuation frequency, it is enough.

It is the fluctuation frequency.

A fluctuation frequency that can attract spiritual roots.”

Zhuge Pingyun immediately patted his head, "Oh, I didn't expect such a simple thing. Oh, I've only been worried about my junior brother these days."

"..." Zhang Ping rolled his eyes.

Zhuge Pingyun asked behind, "Where is the holy fire? You said you want to make a holy fire at Donghai University. This is not something that can be solved by the formation, right?"

"Secret!" Zhang Ping smiled.

After so many things, Zhang Ping finally learned his lesson.

In the afternoon, Zhang Ping and Donghai University made a three-part agreement and started to choose a location in the evening.

However, the sacred flame is of great importance, and it is not only Donghai University that is actually involved.

While busy, Zhang Ping appeared next to Fangshi Road and asked in a low voice: "Zhang Ping, can you also make a holy fire here at the Daqingshan Military Base?"

Zhang Ping shook his head, "Commander Fang, for the time being, I can only light a holy fire. If I want to light a holy fire, I need a little origin. Now I can only distinguish a little origin. If I have too many, it will damage the foundation.

In addition, cultivating the sacred fire requires a lot of sacrifice.”

Speaking of sacrifice, Fang Shilu's face became a little silent.

As we all know, if you want to cultivate the holy fire, you need the corpse of a practitioner. It does not necessarily require the practitioner, but it can also be spiritual stones, monster corpses, etc.

However, everyone needs to use spirit stones, and most of the corpses of monsters will be eaten, and the elixirs, bones will be refined, etc.

Only humans' own body of practitioners will be burned.

Of course, it is not that no one has tried to use the corpse of a cultivator, but once it is discovered, it is a death penalty, which is absolutely unambiguous.

Donghai University acted quickly and a magnetic restraint device arrived the next day, but it was placed in just three days.

Under everyone's attention, Zhang Ping cut his heart and a drop of luxurious, dark golden blood flew out, landing at the core of the magnetic restraint device, suspended.

Zhang Ping looked at the engineer next to him, "I'm going to revoke the control."

The engineer looked serious and checked the equipment and software one after another before nodding.

Zhang Ping revoked the control bit by bit, and the drop of "blood" began to expand, gradually turning into the shape of a small sun.

Unlike ordinary flames, this flame is actually round and just suspended in a magnetic field, rotating drippingly.

The spirit gathering array around was running, and a large amount of true energy poured in, turning into fuel for this flame.

Only above this flame is the normal flame shape formed.

"Puff..." The flames burned wildly.

"Puff!" Zhang Ping spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood fell to the ground and turned into flames, burning down a rock.

"Zhang Ping!" Gu Yanshan exclaimed.

"Master, it's okay. It's enough to cultivate for a few days."

Zhang Ping's face was calm, but in fact he was also calm inside.

Distribute a drop of original true fire?

Yes, not.

Now Zhang Ping has completely transformed and his whole body is full of origin. Although the essence and blood that he has separated is precious, it is also very ordinary to Zhang Ping.

On the contrary, the 'blood' that was vomited later was adulterated.

However, the reason why the scene was so bloody was that Zhang Ping learned his lesson.

You can completely transform into a flame, and the situation that is almost immortal must be kept confidential.

The situation where the body is full of essence should be kept secret. Otherwise, it would be Tang Monk's flesh in the new era.

But Donghai University also needs to win over, unite, win over its own chariot, and form its own influence, so it also needs to make some contributions.

Only by making reasonable and appropriate contributions can we get the support of the people;

But you cannot make unlimited contributions, otherwise it will attract greed.

Zhang Ping must consider the grasp of this.

Then, Zhang Ping used the excuse of needing rest and staying in seclusion for more than five days before finally leaving seclusion. During seclusion, he refined the hair that Gu Qingyan had cut off before.

At this time, the holy fire has been running steadily and has begun to refine alchemy and weapon - it is not possible to promote practice for the time being, but it still needs to be cultivated and have enough energy.

Conservatively estimated that it would take more than ten years to train. Fortunately, this time is not long and everyone can wait.

Everyone had a dinner party at noon to celebrate, which was considered to be a congratulations on the stability of the torch. Donghai University also had its own torch. In the afternoon, Zhang Ping finally officially entered university life.

All kinds of messy things finally came to an end.

Gu Qingyan drove the car, "Let's go, I'll take you to the Wu Class. Speaking of which, you are still the squad leader of Wu Class 1."

"What? My class monitor?" Zhang Ping was stunned. "I have missed classes, but I am still the class monitor?"

"Yes, everyone highly praised you." Gu Qingyan smiled, "In fact, it is everyone's support for you. Although the martial arts students are very powerful, they also try their best to support you.

Those people you are familiar with, Sha Xiaoqing, Wang Zijun, Han Yuxue, and all those involved in the battle of Da Mengze are in the same class. They have a great influence."

Zhang Ping smiled on his face, "But I did nothing."

"No, you've done a lot. And you're going to do more next."

“What else can I do?”

Gu Qingyan explained that the martial arts class is different from the normal class.

For normal classes, just study, practice, and find a job step by step. However, the martial arts class is quasi-military training and management.

Joining the martial arts class is actually equivalent to joining the army. The martial arts class is a unique education system in China, a special class specially set up for interstellar combat, etc.

Here, interstellar combat officers, experts, etc. will be trained in directions.

With limited national resources, we will do our best to cultivate everyone. But we have to pay more to receive so much care.

For example, fight!

Under normal circumstances, the military squad will start to take on tasks, assisting the police, the military and others in the pursuit, battle, and even encirclement and suppression of "cultivational criminals", and gradually grow.

After striving to have independent combat capabilities after your senior year, you will also master a large number of military technology, theories, etc.

It is conceivable that ordinary people really can’t do the squad leader of the martial arts squad.

This year's situation is special. Now everyone is trying to enter the dream space to fight, and they are still in training and preparation.

Class 1 of Donghai University’s martial arts class is the most stressful.

Fortunately, I am still a freshman now. But no matter how easy it is, it is not much easier to catch up with this dream invasion environment.

After hearing Gu Qingyan's explanation, Zhang Ping suddenly realized, "Is this to be a nanny?"

"How do you talk!" Gu Qingyan glared at Zhang Ping.

Speaking of which, after experiencing so many things, Gu Qingyan no longer regards Zhang Ping as a teenage student, but truly regards him as a peer.

It is only occasionally when Zhang Ping is a slut, Gu Qingyan will realize that - Oh, this is still a slut! It is not ordinary slut, and he can almost become a slutty slutty slutty.

Zhang Ping was a little unhappy.

Gu Qingyan explained seriously, "Zhang Ping, your growth rate is amazing. We have considered that the earth's civilization will not trap you. Sooner or later, you will enter the starry sky and create your own miracle."

"Of course!" Zhang Ping held his head up and raised his chest.

But Gu Qingyan sighed: "Do you go by yourself in the vast starry sky? Do you don't need teammates? Do you don't need friends? Do you know how many people a starship needs?"

Zhang Ping suddenly turned around and thought of something.
To be continued...