When he said this, Wang Zheng was far calmer than he imagined. Even if he is a human being in two lives, Wang Zheng finally has the opportunity to direct and act by himself, and he is still far calmer than he imagined.

Because he knows that this is just the beginning!

Whether it is the road of stardom or his own martial arts path, this work is just the beginning.

A test of one's ability and the beginning of opening the road of entertainment. A supreme secret book of acquired martial arts, I Ching, the beginning of laying the foundation of eternity!

Because it was just the beginning, Wang Zheng was not as excited as he imagined.

Of course, more or less, Wang Zheng's mood is very complicated, with expectations and nervousness......

"Iron pillar, how is it, do you want to do it?"

Wang Zheng, who came back to his senses from his complicated mood, saw that Nangong Tiezhu had no reaction, and immediately asked.

When Nangong Tiezhu heard this, he gritted his teeth, as if he had made some kind of decision:

"I don't believe it, the worst can be worse than now? Wang Zheng, do what you say, I'll listen to you. ”

Wang Zheng smiled with satisfaction, patted Nangong Tiezhu's shoulder, and pointed to the sky again:

"There's no hurry, I'll write out your script first when I'm free, and I'll also prepare some props and photographic stones and other things.

Moreover, now we need to go on duty, otherwise if we delay, you and I will not have good fruit to eat. ”

When Nangong Tiezhu heard this, he suddenly reacted, and after looking at the sky, he said in a hurry:

"It's all at this time? Okay, how can I get you to do it! Just let me know when you need it, I'll listen to you."

As for now, I have to go to work in the Spirit Beast Garden, and if it's too late, those ancestors will make a fuss, and I won't be able to eat and go around. ”

After speaking, Nangong Tiezhu ran away, and with the blessing of the fighting spirit of the Bronze Stage, the terrifying physical power completely burst out, sweeping towards the back mountain like a humanoid cannonball.

Regarding the hurried behavior of Nangong Tiezhu, Wang Zheng can be said to have a deep understanding. Unlike Wang Zheng, who is doing a relatively easy task of cutting down spiritual bamboos at the outer gate, as long as he hands in enough spiritual bamboos as required within a day.

Compared with Wang Zheng, Nangong Tiezhu's errand can be said to be a lot more difficult. Working in the Spirit Animal Garden, in addition to serving the spirit beasts to eat and drink, he is also responsible for cleaning up the feces of the spirit beasts, keeping the spirit beasts happy, and even the hair on their bodies clean.

Moreover, no matter how bad the spirit beast is, it is not something that an acquired martial artist or a bronze warrior can ignore.

If something is wrong and provokes the spirit beast masters, Nangong Tiezhu really can't eat it and walks away.

However, they are also outer sects, and the work that these sects must do is actually not easy.

Thinking that he was going to hand over ten bags of felled bamboo today, Wang Zheng shook his head helplessly:

"I hope that when that work comes out, I will get the method in it, and I can get rid of the status of an outer disciple as soon as possible.

Otherwise, most of the time would be spent doing these labors, and there would not be much time and resources for cultivation at all.

Not to mention, ask Jiang Ting and Senior Brother Li to get back their lost dignity. ”

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng's eyes couldn't help but swell:

"Wait, after I wash the essence and cut the marrow, and then use the elixir to assist, I can definitely use the fastest speed to advance the innate level.

And then you get a powerful martial art, and on the day of the sect competition, it's time for you to regret it!"

"Cultivators? Hmph! Cultivators may not be invincible! The peak of martial arts can be spiritual!"

With Wang Zheng's cold snort, Wang Zheng returned to his small courtyard without hurrying, took the sacks used to hold spiritual bamboo, closed the courtyard door tightly, and then walked towards the mountain gate.

At this moment, a middle-aged man abruptly stopped Wang Zheng's footsteps.

The middle-aged man has a strong body, but his complexion is snow-white, and he has obviously practiced his kung fu into the skin.

"Steward Zhang, what's the matter?"

Wang Zheng frowned, looking at the sturdy middle-aged man in front of him, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

This middle-aged man's name is Zhang Tong, and he is a steward in charge of external power in the outer gate, and there is a deacon above.

However, even if it is just a steward, the power of life and death of the outer disciples' external skills can be said to be completely in the hands of this group of stewards.

At the beginning, Wang Zheng's work of guarding the door in the outer gate library was arranged by Jiang Ting who called the outer door manager.

It had only been long since he tore his face with Jiang Ting and Senior Brother Li, and Zhang Tong appeared in front of him, Wang Zheng would not be naïve to think that it was just a coincidence.

Sure enough, Wang Zheng's words fell, and he saw Zhang Tongpi smiling and saying:

"Wang Zheng, I was about to look for you, but I didn't expect to meet you so coincidentally. Now that we've met, I'm not going to talk nonsense.

Recently, the sect's demand for spirit bamboo on the Danfang side is not so much, and the Spirit Beast Garden is now short of manpower.

That's why the boss decided to send you to the Spirit Beast Garden on an errand. You should be okay, right?"

To put it mildly, Zhang Tong reasoned and told Wang Zheng's scheduling, and even asked Wang Zheng's opinion seemingly kindly.

Wang Zheng, who has been running tricks for several years, where does he not know the routine of Zhang Tong, a character with little power in hand?

I can only honestly say that I have no opinion, if I say that I have an opinion, I don't say it with a big hat down, and my opinion is useless at all, but the follow-up days will be even more difficult.

Wang Zheng is not the kind of protagonist who is stunned, encounters mental retardation all the way, and is tough all the way.

Therefore, for Zhang Tong's words, Wang Zheng just nodded flatly:

"Since it's the above arrangement, then I don't have any opinion, I don't know when I will report from the Spirit Beast Garden?"

When Zhang Tong heard this, he carefully looked at Wang Zheng's expression and found that he did not have that kind of humiliation or resistance.

This made Zhang Tong a little surprised, but there was also a sense of emptiness in his heart that he punched the cotton.

I originally planned to take this opportunity to show my authority and at the same time, I would make it difficult for this kid, who knew that this Wang Zheng was not only very obedient, but there was nothing unusual in the depths of his expression.

"Could it be that this Wang Zheng is a coward? But it doesn't matter, anyway, the things that Senior Brother Li explained have already been done.

When I arrived at the Spirit Animal Park, I fed the spirit animals every day, and I was in the company of feces, and I would not come back until late at night. Senior Sister Jiang and Senior Brother Li's vision is estimated to be much cleaner. ”

Wang Zheng naturally didn't know about this mental activity, Wang Zheng just nodded when he saw Zhang Tong's teachable son, and said lightly:

"Let's go to the Spirit Animal Park to report now, there is just a shortage of manpower over there. However, although everyone is in the same door, Zhang is the manager of the outer door, and this ugly thing must also be said in front.

The spirit beasts in the spirit animal garden must be served well, and the cleaning work must also be done in place. Otherwise, there is no need to blame it, Zhang will be the first to deal with it impartially. ”

Wang Zheng sneered in his heart, but his face was silent, and he arched his hand towards Zhang Tong and said:

"Thank you Steward Zhang for reminding me, junior brother knows. ”

"Well~ good. ”

Zhang Tong lengthened his nasal voice, nodded with satisfaction, and then walked away with his hands behind his back and pacing in figure-eight steps.

Looking at Zhang Tong's distant back, Wang Zheng's face sank, and he sneered and said:

"Spirit Beast Garden? I'm going to see if the Spirit Beast Garden can afford to raise a real dragon!"