There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Five hundred miles away from Wei County.

There is an unnamed villa at the foot of Xixia Mountain.

Shuizhuyuan, the guest house of the villa.

Zhong Chunliang has been waiting here for several days. Since he met the owner of the villa and handed over the painting that sealed the evil spirit to him, he was arranged in Shuizhuyuan. He had no shortage of daily necessities and could ask for anything he wanted.

However, he was not allowed to leave the courtyard.

It was like being under house arrest.

No!

This is house arrest!

Zhong Chunliang knew it well.

He did not panic because of this, but stayed quietly in his room. He took a walk in the courtyard after dinner. When he took a walk, he also consciously stayed away from the gate and the wall of the courtyard. After half an incense stick, he returned to his room.

Be calm when things are important!

Having come to this point, he has enough patience to wait.

Of course, he still couldn't help feeling uneasy and uneasy.

What if there was a problem with the painting and it caused harm to the owner of the villa?

He knew exactly what his fate would be.

However, if there is no problem with the scroll, and the evil spirit sealed in it is useful to the owner of the villa, then there will be great wealth waiting for him.

This risk is worth taking!

The seventh day.

With a creak, the courtyard door opened.

Zhong Chunliang walked out of the house.

It was not time to deliver food, which meant that the matter had been settled.

It was a knife to stick your head out or shrink your head, so just face it calmly.

The one who appeared in front of Zhong Chunliang was the steward of the villa, a martial artist with the same realm as him and who had also cultivated the boxing style.

Seven days ago, he was led by the other party to meet the owner of the villa.

In these seven days, he dealt with some servants, and the steward did not show up. This was the first time Zhong Chunliang saw him after seven days.

He remembered that the steward was serious and his face was like a door panel.

Now, the steward smiled at him, no longer a hard door panel.

After exhaling a long breath, Zhong Chunliang's heart, which was originally in his throat, was put down.

"Master Zhong, please!"

"The master wants to see you!"

After a stick of incense, Zhong Chunliang met the owner of the villa, Feng Ziqing, the thousand-householder of the Demon Suppression Division, in the Yingyue Hall of the villa.

The Demon Suppression Division of Qinghe County has a total of thirty-six thousand-householders, but only one garrison commander.

The reason why Fang Haonan is the garrison commander is very simple, he is a Tiangang Zhenren.

The remaining thirty-six thousand-householders are mostly Disha Zhenren, but there are also Shenyi martial artists, Feng Ziqing is a Shenyi martial artist.

There are many reasons why Shenyi martial artists can become thousand-householders, but the most important one is the background.

What is the difference between a Zhenren and a Shenyi martial artist?

For example, a Zhenren is a dragon that has passed the thunder tribulation.

Then, a Shenyi martial artist is still at the stage of a Jiao, and has not yet undergone the thunder tribulation to become a dragon.

The thunder tribulation is a life and death barrier!

If you can pass it, you will become a dragon.

If you can't pass it, you will die!

However, many Jiao don't even have the chance to become dragons.

Seven days ago, Zhong Chunliang gave Feng Ziqing the chance to turn into a dragon, and also handed his life and death to him.

The reason why he chose Feng Ziqing.

First, he is very young and has a high chance of turning into a dragon.

Second, the Feng family in Qinghe County is a fourth-grade family and one of the county's most prestigious families.

Although Feng Ziqing entered the Demon Suppression Division as a clerk and became a disciple of the Green Emperor, on the surface, he broke off relations with his family.

In fact, everyone knows that this relationship cannot be completely severed.

Just like Zhong Chunliang cannot completely sever relations with Yushanmen, as long as it is not something that violates the principles and has ties with the original family or sect, the people above will basically turn a blind eye.

Feng Ziqing is a local.

Even if Shangjinghuafu in Qinghe County is the only one in power, the county's most prestigious family should not be underestimated.

Well, to some extent, Shangjinghuafu is actually a family alliance.

Unlike Yushanmen in the distant Fangcheng County, which is not even in the same state as Qinghe County, Zhong Chunliang can't rely on it at all.

However, on the surface, Feng Ziqing had cut ties with the family after all.

So don't expect to get the evil spirits needed to advance to the real person from the family. The evil spirits are so precious that even the fourth-grade family does not have many. They cannot be passed on to non-family geniuses and designated candidates who inherit the family name.

At the age of 20, Feng Ziqing became a divine martial artist.

Five years later, he is still stuck at this level.

So you know how difficult it is to dispel the evil spirits.

When Zhong Chunliang walked into Yingyue Hall, Feng Ziqing was leaning on the couch, his face pale and bloodless.

There was a very obvious change from the first meeting.

Seeing Zhong Chunliang, Feng Ziqing smiled.

"Chunliang, sit..."

In the past, Zhong Chunliang had dealt with Feng Ziqing. The other party either called him by his name or by his official title. He had never called him like this. At that moment, somehow, Zhong Chunliang was deeply moved.

So, there was light in the corners of his eyes, and tears rolled in his eyes.

He clasped his fists and bowed, bending at 90 degrees, his voice extremely sincere.

"Thank you for the seat, sir!"

After that, he sat down on the brocade stool placed beside him, half of his buttocks hanging in the air, his back straight, but his head slightly lowered to show respect.

"Tell me, how did this picture come from?"

"No matter how big or small, please tell me in detail..."

Feng Ziqing said lightly.

In fact, when they met seven days ago, Zhong Chunliang had told him where this picture came from, and he had told him everything from beginning to end.

Tell it again?

Okay, he could only tell it again.

This time, Feng Ziqing listened very carefully.

He did not interrupt midway, and the noble gentleman's elegant demeanor was fully displayed.

Zhong Chunliang did not dare to hide it, so he explained it clearly and clearly. After all, some aristocratic families have some kind of magic weapon that can tell whether others are lying. Is there any Feng family from a fourth-grade aristocratic family? He wasn't sure.

Don't dare to take risks.

Since you have decided to surrender to the other party, you must have no reservations.

You must be worthy of your name, be honest and kind.

"Nie Wushuang?"

Feng Ziqing pondered.

Zhong Chunliang's back straightened even more.

If Feng Ziqing was interested in Nie Wushuang, then he could only follow the trend and borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.

After all, the story of Son of the Avenue is too illusory.

If you are not blessed enough, you may be involved.

The middle path collapses!

"You want to play the Yushan Eighteen Plate and have a look?"

How can others spy on the master's secret skills?

Well, at that time, Zhong Chunliang didn't think about it at all.

"yes!"

he responded loudly.

Then, he came to the center of the hall, opened his boxing frame, and combined with the thunderous breathing technique, slowly unfolded the eighteen-way boxing frame.

Soon, he closed his fist and breathed out.

Feng Ziqing was still lying on the soft couch, but his expression was slightly solemn and his brows were slightly furrowed.

"He can get started with this boxing after seeing it once?"

Feng Ziqing asked.

Zhong Chunliang nodded.

"Sixteen years old?"

He nodded again.

"Qi and blood realm?"

Zhong Chunliang nodded again.

"Ah……"

Feng Ziqing let out a chuckle.

"So, this kid is quite capable. Let's do this. I'll give him a great fortune. After you return to Wei County, you have to act as ordered. In the future, will this kid become a dragon, turn into a dragon, or... The fall is all up to him!"

Great fortune?

What great fortune?

Zhong Chunliang did not ask, but said with a smile.

"This boy is lucky to be valued by adults..."

Feng Ziqing glanced at him and said with a half-smile.

"Sincerely?"

"Seriously!"

Zhong Chunliang patted his chest and promised.

"You've stolen your talented apprentice, and you won't complain?"

"Ouch!"

Zhong Chunliang's eyes widened.

"You will have a bright future with your Excellency, which is much better than following me. How can you complain in a humble position? Sincerely, completely sincerely!"