"Your realm has improved so quickly, the effect of tempering is not small, right?" Tong Jie looked at Zheng Fang with bright eyes.

"That is, grinding between life and death, almost a battle is a small realm of improvement...... Forehead...... Don't think about it, it's not fun at all, I have been a small boss in Soul City, but do you know how quickly this little boss dies? 121 small bosses have to die in three months, I didn't die purely by luck, you must not have a confused idea. Listening to Tong Jie's question, Zheng Fang was about to brag about it, but suddenly found that Tong Jie's expression was wrong, and hurriedly changed his words, if this little girl is nervous, she also wants to go to the soul city to sharpen, and it is too late to collect her body, what kind of luck? If it is not for the duke's mark to cheat, my bones may have turned to ashes.

"I just want to go and sharpen, but I don't have a chance to go, what are you nervous about?" Tong Jie looked at Zheng Fang's worried appearance and said with a smile.

"It's not a matter of having a chance or not a chance, this idea shouldn't be there, we protect ordinary people, fight with spirits, that's no way, being bullied into the door, only fighting back, death is considered death, but the excitement of Soul City is really not interesting to us, I often think in Soul City, if you die here, it's no different from unjust death, die inexplicably, don't you say?" Zheng Fang looked at Tong Jie, eager to dispel her thoughts.

"But only by sharpening between life and death in this way can you improve as soon as possible. Tong Jie said thoughtfully.

"Aren't you cultivating in the Spirit Realm very fast now? Before I left, you didn't even have the Mind Movement Realm, but now you are about to ascend to the Soul Realm, right? As long as you keep cultivating, the realm will always improve, and it's not worth exchanging life and death, I can't help it, you don't have to go through that kind of meaningless danger, it's the best. Zheng Fangdao.

"Why can't you help it?" Tong Jie asked strangely.

"Gree......" Zheng Fang suddenly didn't know what to say, and told Tong Jie something that he didn't know about? Tong Jie's realm was too low now, and he rashly told her about the Three Realms Mansion Master, which made her worry in vain, but it didn't make any sense. If you say that you can't help yourself as a disciple of the Star Picking Sect, it is obviously a bit hypocritical.

"Hey, there are some things that are not good to say to you now, you just need to remember one thing, my promotion will be the same as your own promotion, as long as I reach the Five Realms, I will appoint you to avenge and kill the East Mansion Lord, and I will do what I promised you. Zheng Fang finally had to divert the topic and comfort Tong Jie.

"You're only in the second realm now, and it's been a long time before you reach the fifth realm, right?" asked Tong Jie.

"Soon, five years at most...... No, in three years, didn't it take me less than a year to go from an ordinary person to the second realm? You wait for me, and when you reach the fifth realm, you will go to find the bad luck of the East Mansion Lord. Zheng Fang looked at Tong Jie's bright eyes in the darkness and hurriedly replied.

"Well, I'll wait for you. Tong Jie nodded heavily at Zheng Fang, and Zheng Fang also nodded solemnly at Tong Jie, unscrewed the door, and walked out of Tong Jie's room.

In the following days, Zheng Fang successfully passed the four characters of the cultural class and entered the five characters. In terms of professional courses, Zheng Fang passed two courses: the study of the structure and body of the ghost and the theory and practice of the boundary gate, but Zheng Fang's request to return home before going to Tamlenberg was rejected by Principal Huang.

Due to the shortage of funds in the ministry, Zheng Fang can only participate in the visit to Tanlun Castle as a member of the visiting group of the Huaguo Magicians Association, so that the school has lost the initiative in Zheng Fang's time arrangement, at this time, Huaguo's foreign visits, especially for middle and lower-level personnel, are still extremely rare, before going out, there are extremely cumbersome political trials, training and other messy affairs, and Zheng Fang has to be called at every turn, so there is no way to arrange Zheng Fang to go home. There was no way to go home, Zheng Fang had to collect his salary, send back a few dozen yuan with the letter, and collect the rest by himself, preparing to bring it back when he returned home after returning from Xiniu Hezhou. Paying for postage and sending the money back like Lao Huang did, Zheng Fang didn't bother to do it, it was too wasteful, he was not such a loser.

After tossing for half a month, a list of ten people was confirmed, Cai Xiaoren was the captain, Zheng Fangxi accompanied the last seat, and then made suits and paid money. Yes, Hua Guo went abroad for business at this time, and the unit was to make clothes, Zheng Fang also got a decent suit, and then one person gave one hundred eagle pounds, Zheng Fang heard that the 100 eagle pounds were actually equivalent to 1,000 yuan in Huaguo, and he couldn't help but smack his tongue and hurriedly stuffed the money into the Qiankun bag.

After the visiting team was determined, several meetings were held, mainly to clarify the purpose of going out, the division of labor among the members of the team, Matters that should be paid attention to when going out and other messy things, Zheng Fang just brought an ear to listen, these things don't seem to have anything to do with him at all, his name is rarely mentioned at the meeting, he is busy coming and going, he feels that in this team, he is redundant, even the translator Cai Xiaoren has been invited, he is still a cultivator in a state of mind, Zheng Fang seems to have nothing to do except close his mouth and follow the soy sauce behind. Even he himself felt that his oil was a little inexplicable, except for him in the team of ten people, but they were all the heads of various departments of the Central Committee of Huaguo, although he was not a big boss, but the name of the unit and his own title could also scare a group of people to death, only him, every time he read the name to the end, Zheng Fang felt that Cai Xiaoren's confidence was much weaker, "special school student", specially, the feeling that the whole white duck was mixed into the flock of geese.

However, if you have money and clothes, Zheng Fang doesn't care about that much, the white duck is the white duck, and it's not what you want to go, it's a good thing to be in a hurry, what's embarrassing, and Cai Xiaoren is busy with the people in the group, and it seems that he also ignores the existence of Zheng Fang, which is good, Zheng Fang's status is very low now, but the realm is not small, it really fell out, Cai Xiaoren's face is probably not very good-looking. The only thing that makes Zheng Fang a little troubled is Principal Huang's attitude towards him, since he returned to school, he has been a little yin and yang, and he has been holding back and not looking for a chance to knock on his bamboo pole, which makes Zheng Fang very nervous, I don't know what medicine is sold in this old Huang's gourd, fortunately, Zheng Fang also wants to open it, I don't move if the enemy doesn't move, as long as you Lao Huang doesn't open his mouth, I will always pretend to be confused.

On October 28, 1978, September 27 of the lunar calendar, at ten o'clock in the morning, the delegation of the Chinese Magicians Association took a flight at the North Capital International Airport of Huaguo and flew directly to Duoren Ruce, the capital of the Eagle Kingdom.

Two men from the International Society of Magicians came, one was a man in his mid-forties, dressed in a crisp suit, with neatly trimmed sideburns and mustache, and his hair seemed to be smeared with a lot of oil, the kind that would slip even if a fly stood on it. There is also a young and beautiful girl, who is full of head-turning rates wherever she goes, Zheng Fang was happy when she saw it, isn't this Song Mary? Why did she come to pick up the airport, and she didn't have to go to school?

"Dear Mr. President, there is a high-ranking member of our association who needs to meet Mr. Zheng Fang of your delegation immediately, and I would like to ask Mr. President for permission for him to leave with our Miss Mary. The oily-haired man claimed to be Dick, and as soon as he came up, he offered to let Zheng Fang and Song Mary go.

"Forehead...... Cai Xiaoren was still a little excited when he saw Song Mary, but he didn't expect that this Song Mary didn't come for their visiting group and wanted to take Zheng Fang away?

"Don't worry, Mr. President, we will communicate with the immigration and entry management department, you just come with me, the hotel where you are staying tonight is very famous in our Eagle Country, many celebrities have stayed there, this hotel has a famous dish......" Dick obviously understood the psychology of human beings after entering a strange environment, and took the lead in chattering and walking out, Cai Xiaoren was afraid of losing people, and no one took care of the food on the streets of Duoren Ruce in the middle of the night, so he hurriedly waved his hand at Zheng Fang and dropped a sentence "Pay attention to the image." He followed Dick and left.

"Zheng Fang, we meet again. Seeing that the delegation followed Dick away, Song Mary turned her head and looked at Zheng Fang with a smile.

"It's easy to say, your dad is very good at school, and he has to eat half a bowl of braised pork for dinner, and his appetite is very good. Zheng Fang said with a smile

"Really? That's great, come with me, Mr. Moore can't wait to see you. As she spoke, Mary Song led Zheng Fang from the other side towards the outside of the airport.

"Oh, what is the matter with Old Man Moore who is in a hurry to see me?" Zheng Fang asked curiously.

"You'll find out when you see him. Song Mary smiled and led Zheng Fang out of the airport, standing on the side of a busy street outside the airport, and after a while, she saw a small car coming over, Mary beckoned and Zheng Fang left and right to sit in the back seat of the car, the two just sat down, the car plunged into the traffic, and took the two of them into the neon night of Duoren Ruce.

"Huh?" The car drove out for a while, and Zheng Fang realized that there was no one in the driver's seat of the car, the steering wheel was swinging back and forth, and the car was driving steadily and fast, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"It's just a little magic, a master like Mr. Zheng Fang will be surprised, are you sure you're not laughing at us?" Song Mary smiled and glanced at Zheng Fang.

"Wherever we practice, we practice every day to fight, but your magic is applied to all aspects of life, I am laughing at you, it is really an eye-opener. Zheng Fang gave Mary Song a roll of the eyes that made her heart tremble, and she hurriedly chattered and soothed her mood.