Chen Tiehammer had already begun to think about how to refine, and he looked over and over again in his hand, and put his hand in the boots and touched it for a while.

Zhong Zhen couldn't help but feel respect and admiration when she saw it. If the senior's nose is not broken, then he is really the most dedicated person in the treasure refining world.

Zhu Ziling thought that he had already delayed a lot of time for Zhong Zhen, and it was time to hurry back home. He naturally has the magic weapon of flying, but in order to see more of this girl's heart and understanding, as well as her ability to change, he has to keep walking here.

I was quite satisfied with what she had done along the way, but I didn't know what the future would bring, and I needed to explain more before I left.

"Miss Zhong, when you get to the army, you can't do as much as you like in the past, you need to know that an army without rules and discipline is just a plate of loose sand, no different from bandits. As long as you work hard, you will not only be safe here, but also be able to show your strengths, and you will be able to spread your wings and fly high in the near future. ”

Zhu Ziling's words simply spoke to Zhong Zhen's heart, regardless of strict discipline, it doesn't matter if he can "spread his wings and fly high", but the army is not dominated by sect families and magnates, which is the most important.

As long as the hands of those close to the Flower Pavilion can't reach out to the army, it is good luck.

As for discipline, Zhong Zhen did have a little headache. If there are a few people like Mu Wanning, she can't stand it, she doesn't care about any discipline, and she will definitely find a chance to kill them.

After Zhu Ziling finished explaining, the two said a few more words, and he hurriedly left.

Zhong Zhen looked at the back of his departure, stunned, and in an instant, he felt that it was best to go. Don't hinder your practice in front of you.

"Senior Sister Zhong, have you found the gold lord to make a fortune? A female cultivator is convenient, and if she is lucky, she will kill him with a big headache, and she will eat and drink spicy food for the rest of her life. Marlowe leaned over and preached to Zhong Zhen, and after speaking, he squeezed his eyes, looking like he knew it.

"You see I don't even grow up. It's strange that someone can take a fancy to it. The man was probably blind. Zhong Zhen smiled.

She saw that there was a lot of food on the table on the side, but it was all eaten by someone, so she took a steamed bun that no one had touched and nibbled on it. I don't have much to eat and drink these days. Even the steamed buns feel sweet.

"That's not what I said, small is good, I heard that someone is good at this."

"Which bite?"

Marlowe suddenly felt that the topic seemed to be a little obscene, and hurriedly interrupted. Speaking of other things, "That's right. Why did you run to the barracks again, didn't you want to run for your life? ”

"It's really a stomach full of bitter water that can't be poured with a big water tank, so I don't run for my life and flee to the army." Thinking of the experience of these days, Zhong Zhen doesn't know where to start.

But Marlowe didn't have time to talk to her. Over there, Chen Tiehammer was already calling, "Marlowe, refine, refine the earth spirit stone of the boots." Do you still have a rock turtle shell, you need to add some. ”

It is said that these boots were also tempered by Chen Tie in the past. and Zhu Ziling's golden armor is also from his handwriting. Zhong Zhen secretly looked forward to whether his armor would be as vibrant, and went out to let the soldiers in his hands worship and look up.

"You haven't reported yet, what are you doing here? It takes two days to refine the magic weapon. If you don't have a military badge on your body, you will be treated as a spy when you walk around. Marlowe passed by and said to Zhong Zhen.

There was even such a thing, but Master Zhu didn't mention it, saying that he had something urgent to go back to the mine. Why don't you get a magic weapon for flying in such a hurry, just fly directly to the front line, and the rotten swamp of hundreds of miles has to go all the way.

Zhong Zhen shook his head, walked out of the weapons refining office, and inquired about the place where the recruits reported with the little sergeant guarding the door, and then hurried away......

"What's your name?"

"Zhong Zhen, the treasure bag."

The sergeant sat behind the table and glanced up at her. It's good to have a treasure of treasures, and you have to add the word "bag", this little girl is really rare, is it to show off that she has a treasure bag and is a cultivator?

This sergeant is a civilian, with first-class abacus, meticulous paperwork, and extremely good brains, but he can't practice at all, so he is not very angry when he hears Zhong Zhen so swaggering.

Anyway, the general ordered, just give her an idle job, the dirtier the better.

I heard that it was the cultivation of the sixth layer of refining spirits, and it must have been a cultivator who was stuffed into the army to mix qualifications, and I didn't know how to offend General Dugu.

He flipped through the list for a long time, but there was a lack of a leader on the Huotou Army's side, he was bitten by poisonous insects, he was not young and refused to leave the army, and it was useless to eat antidote pills, and he died as soon as he couldn't afford it.

Originally, it was going to turn the deputy into a regular, but this is not necessary.

The Huotou Army is the most despised by everyone, what about the sixth layer of refining spirits, let's be a cook for everyone!

The sergeant took a wooden plaque and a small carving knife in his hand, intending to engrave Zhong Zhen's name. It's just that he is extremely slow, cutting the wood little by little. Zhong Zhen was really impatient, "What do you want to engrave, Master Jun, just say, I'll engrave it, and keep it quickly and well." ”

The man glanced at Zhong Zhen, is the cultivator amazing? Anyway, he didn't want to carve it, the wooden plaque was very strong, and he couldn't poke it for a long time, it was really troublesome. Usually he doesn't belong to him to do this work, but it is all carved and distributed by someone. But Zhong Zhen, who came to join the army halfway, had no choice but to come by himself.

"Engrave your own name, as well as the office, the chief, and the consul of the firehead."

Although there were about twenty members of the Firehead Army, they were still only a few chiefs.

"It is not advisable to hang the wooden card around the waist every day, here is a military code, you have to memorize it all, and you may not know the reason for the crime one day." He handed Zhong Zhen a pamphlet, turned his head and shouted to a slightly weak little sergeant who was struggling to write a book behind him: "Little mosquito, take this girl to get what she needs, and then take it to the camp tent of the Huotou army." ”

Zhong Zhen looked down at the sign that had just been engraved in his hand, which was filled with black ink that would not melt into water, and hung it on his waist. In the past few years, I haven't had a lot of work to recuperate, I haven't carved for a long time, my hands are a little rusty, and my craft seems to have regressed a little.

It's just that...... What kind of job is this?

If you don't practice the power of fire, why not the Tutou Army?

She didn't know anything about the names of these positions in the army, and she wanted to ask again, but the civilian sergeant in charge had an extremely bad attitude, and he was already writing his own with a pen.

This sergeant was a mortal, and he obviously didn't have much reverence for cultivators, and he was completely ignored as a cultivator of the sixth level of soul refining. But it's useless to get angry at this kind of person, Zhong Zhen thinks about it, let's go and see it first. (To be continued.) )