Volume 1 Internet Cafe Initial Establishment 098 Back to the camp

On the night of the arrival of the elders of the Golden Wind Dao Sect, Zhang Dingtian finally succeeded in advancing from a martial artist to a great martial artist. This process has taken a lot longer than he imagined, according to his own estimates, he has been maintaining the martial artist realm for almost half a year, and with the help of the computer, it should only take a day or two to be enough.

Maybe it was because the foundation was unstable, or maybe it was because he didn't have enough understanding of the exercises, he went to the Origin Internet Café for seven days before he successfully broke through, but in any case, success is a good thing.

After leaving from the Internet café, Zhang Dingtian went back to the restaurant to pack his luggage briefly, and then left Yuanqi City directly and set off towards the vanguard army camp.

Recently, Zhang Long has had a very bad time, at least that's what he thinks.

Originally, life in the barracks of the vanguard army, although it was a little boring, he could endure it. But since the fugitive merchant told him about the great secret in the city, he was a little anxious.

Zhang Dingtian, who was sent out, has never sent a secret report back since he left the barracks, and no one knows what the situation is in the city. Zhang Long even wondered if his cousin had died in the Origin City.

Expectation and anxiety tortured Zhang Long, and many times he persuaded himself that what the businessman said was not necessarily true, maybe he just hoped to cheat a chance to survive in this way.

But then he would deny this idea again, and every time like this, Zhang Long felt as if two villains were fighting in his head, and they were evenly matched.

At the gate of the vanguard barracks, a dusty figure appeared.

In order to be able to return to the barracks as quickly as possible, Zhang Dingtian didn't even hire a carriage, and he galloped back from Yuanqi City in a starry and moon-wearing cloth, and when he arrived at the door, the martial arts in his body were consumed.

It was also thanks to the fact that he was now a great martial artist, otherwise with the amount of martial energy that could be stored in the martial artist realm, he would have squeezed himself dry halfway.

The sentry standing on the arrow tower noticed Zhang Dingtian, and sent an arrow towards the ground in front of him, signaling the comer to stop, and then shouted in a loud voice:

"This is a military camp, and those who come explain their identity and intentions, otherwise they will be shot on the spot!"

Zhang Dingtian took out a brass plaque from his arms and shook it twice on his head.

This is the identity certificate of his Zhang family, and the highest level is a token made of gold, but unfortunately, with his status, he can only get a brass plate.

Seeing this, the sentry relaxed his guard slightly, but the bow and arrow in his hand still did not let go.

"What's the password tonight!"

"The vanguard army is the best in the world!" Zhang Dingtian responded loudly, what the sentry said about tonight's password is actually a disguise, there are people from the military camp coming back from outside, the password will only be this one, of course, when the internal self-inspection is carried out, it is a different matter.

But who thinks of this password, I feel that this person has a bit of a problem with his brain.

When the sentry heard this, he silently put away his bow and arrows, and greeted the people at the gate of the barracks. The person on duty tonight was an acquaintance of Zhang Dingtian, but he didn't care about greetings now, just nodded, and ran directly towards Zhang Long's tent.

At this time, Zhang Long was so anxious that he paced back and forth in his tent, and most of his state has been like this recently. Li Zizhi was very glad that he had brought enough books, otherwise he would have been annoyed to death by Zhang Long.

At this time, outside the military tent, the voice of an adjutant general came in.

"General, Zhang Dingtian is back!"

"Oh? Fast! Bring him here! "The adjutant general's announcement sounds like heaven to Zhang Long, this kid is finally back! The stone hanging in mid-air finally hit the ground.

Even Li Zizhi, who was reading a book on the side, silently put down the book and looked towards the door of the tent.

Not long after, Zhang Dingtian, who was dressed in cloth, came to the military tent and bowed his hand to Zhang Long.

"General, General Mo is back!"

Looking at the uncontrollable smile on his cousin's face, Zhang Long seemed to think of something, and he couldn't help but smile on his face, but he didn't ask reporters, and motioned to Li Zizhi to go out and look around first to make sure that no one eavesdropped.

When Li Zizhi reopened the door of the tent, Zhang Long couldn't help but rush to Zhang Dingtian and slapped him on the back of the head.

"You stinky boy, why haven't you sent a secret report back for so long! I'm fucking dying! ”

After slapping him, Zhang Long felt that he was still not relieved, so he came again.

"Quick, tell me, is that news true or false?"

Facing Zhang Longjiong's blazing gaze, Zhang Dingtian touched the back of his head and decided to sell it.

"Hehe, general, look at what kind of cultivation I am now?"

After speaking, Zhang Dingtian silently released the breath he had just broken through. Zhang Long didn't turn his head for a while, and he was a little confused.

I asked you if the news was true, and why did you show me what you were doing? Begging?

At that time, Zhang Long was about to swing the third slap, "I'll ask you about the news again, I'll give you the matter of your breakthrough to the Great Martial Master later..."

Speaking of which, Zhang Long seemed to realize something, and his eyes widened, staring at Zhang Dingtian deadly, hoping that he would give him a satisfactory answer.

Zhang Dingtian didn't dare to skin it, and this third slap didn't seem to be sparing.

"General, the news is true! There is indeed a way to quickly improve the strength of martial arts cultivation without side effects! ”

"Good!" Zhang Long shook his fist violently, and the joy hung on his face without reservation. Li Zizhi on the side was also quite excited, but his self-control ability was relatively better, watching Zhang Long dancing beside him, he walked in front of Zhang Dingtian and patted him on the shoulder.

"Oh my God, thank you for your hard work, this trip has been going for so long, I'm afraid this news is not easy, right?"

Zhang Long, who was celebrating, also stopped.

Yes, he knows very well the ability of his cousin, and he will come after going for so long, and he must have experienced a life and death decision.

Zhang Dingtian smiled unconsciously and touched the back of his head.

"Actually, it's not difficult, I got the answer on the first day I went..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Long, who was still worried about him just now, directly made up for the third slap, but this time he really didn't stay, Zhang Dingtian felt that the back of his head was swollen.

"You stinky boy! I got the news on the first day, why not just come back! ”

Zhang Long grabbed Zhang Dingtian's collar and lifted it up.

This stinky boy has worried about himself for so long!

Zhang Dingtian was full of grievances.

"I don't want to try the effect myself and come back, no matter how good I say that thing is, it definitely doesn't have the truth of my own personal experience, speaking of which, my cultivation is based on that thing to break through!"