Return to the Dharma-ending world.

Supervised Liu Qingyan's practice and completed the day's tasks.

By the way, I checked the thermal weapon array I had set up...

Well, tonight there are a few unscrupulous cultivators going up the mountain again.

Now there are only residues left, and all the magic weapons have been smashed to pieces. Even the storage bag is not spared. However, luck is not bad. There is still a storage bag that is not damaged. There is nothing valuable in it, but the storage bag is not damaged.

The storage function of the bag itself makes it an extremely treasured treasure.

Fang Zheng gained a lot of trophies and some spiritual stones!

Pity.

If you know the root cause of something like a hot weapon, it's actually not that difficult to avoid it.

But have the monks in this dimension ever seen this kind of weapon?

They were suddenly caught off guard, and they could only use their magic weapons to resist... How could they have imagined that all they had to do was lie down on the ground, hold their heads and shrink down to defend themselves. As long as they didn't hit the dense mines, they could actually hide.

Over 80% of attacks?!

It's a pity that they don't understand!

Therefore, facing these monks, the power of these induction weapons is almost 200% exerted.

At the same time, ammunition consumption is also extremely high.

Fang Zheng replenished the ammunition and packed away the bodies...

At this rate, I am afraid that in ten days and a half, no one will dare to come and die.

By then, this matter will be considered over.

It can be considered that I have obtained some resources in the spiritual energy recovery plane. Otherwise, in the face of this kind of crisis, I am afraid there is really nothing to do.

A day of hard work.

Have to wake up.

Only three or four hours have passed.

"It seems that the higher my cultivation level, the less time I have to sleep."

Fang Zheng sighed.

In other words, his normal day and night will become longer and longer.

Just like now.

It takes seventy-six hours to travel from Jielin City to Zulong City.

And now...it has only passed less than one-tenth.

However, this kind of environment is no different from staying in a hotel, so there is no need to be bored.

I just practiced for a day.

In the spiritual energy recovery plane, the spiritual energy is too strong, and the recent exercises can run on their own to provide for cultivation.

There is no need to concentrate on practicing.

Fang Zheng maintained his practicing posture, took out his computer and started typing.

He really didn't take it to heart before. He wrote for life and money.

Maybe there was a reason for a hobby, but when the hobby becomes a profession, the hobby is no longer a hobby.

Now that he has money, he naturally no longer cares about the means of eating.

But now, I know I still have fans.

I didn’t expect that even Liusu would like to read my books.

Fang Zheng suddenly felt a sense of responsibility. Maybe writing a book just to entertain the public is something that only a great person who truly has no worries about food and clothing is qualified to say.

But now I have no worries about food and clothing, so for the sake of responsibility, I will finish writing this book and then become a eunuch.

This can leave a bit of a good reputation.

I might still need to count on this for meals in the future.

I want to generate electricity for love!

Fang Zheng just looked at the scenery outside the window, drank the drink in his hand, went to the toilet from time to time, browsed the news on various pages, and started typing in this state.

It's been a while...

A flight attendant knocked on the door very respectfully, asked Fangzheng what he wanted to eat, and said that no matter what his needs were, they would do their best to satisfy him.

When talking.

The flight attendant's slender waist was straight and she tried hard to raise her chest, trying to show Fang Zheng something different.

You know, this car is the highest-end VIP car. It is almost always sealed off on weekdays, so you can't sit in it if you have money.

This young, handsome, handsome and somewhat mysterious man...

I'm afraid it's as simple as family being either rich or noble.

Especially after Fang Zheng became a monk, he had an aura of transcendence around him.

Naturally, he is particularly attracted to these young girls who are also attracted by the rich second generation and marry into rich families!

Fang Zheng casually asked for some simple food.

I took out the old wine that I had collected for a long time.

What Lei Jiuxiao left for himself...

He has never been willing to drink it, and he is not even willing to give it a tassel.

However, taking the train this time brought back memories of last time, so I had to drink a little.

I filled my stomach casually.

Fang Zheng continues to start his own coding journey.

For the first time, he discovered that it was such a happy thing to write code not for a living but just for hobby.

Well, write a few words and read this, write a few words and play with that, browse the web, and read the news.

I wrote five to six hundred words in two hours, and it felt extremely fulfilling.

Time passed by so little by little.

Fang Zheng is not sleepy either.

After becoming a monk, I became energetic.

He felt...I'm afraid that when he truly becomes a great monk, the frequency of traveling back and forth between the two worlds will drop to a very low level.

Stay in the Dharma-ending world for several days, and then stay in the plane of spiritual energy recovery for several days.

You know, he sleeps next door to Yun Zhiqing.

Naturally, it can be clearly noticed that Yun Zhiqing is not sleeping many nights, but practicing seriously.

Although we still maintain the custom of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, sleeping has gradually been replaced by cultivation.

I wrote ten thousand words in one go.

Until the laptop ran out of power.

Only then did Fang Zheng charge up his laptop.

Then he took out Xue Xinglin's Alchemy Commentary and read it carefully.

The biggest crisis has passed.

He finally had enough time to slowly enrich himself...especially Xue Xinglin's alchemy notes. Fang Zheng realized after reading them that he really had no secrets about him, and many of them were supposed to be kept secrets.

He specifically marked out the knowledge with a pen, telling Fang Zheng that this was the most important thing.

"It seems that I had a villainous heart before."

Fang Zheng didn't have a good impression of Xue Xinglin before, but now it seems... he is just an old man who is immersed in alchemy and doesn't understand any way of dealing with the world.

He may not have the intention to offend himself, but his words and actions are not measured, so that he appears domineering.

Fang Zheng silently explained to Xue Xinglin in his heart, and decided in his heart that even if the level 3 spiritual energy liquid failed to refine the Purple Flame Pill this time, he would never embarrass him. Even if he failed to break through, he could find another one in the future.

A bottle of spiritual energy liquid is specially used for him to refine the magic elixir to help him break through to the realm of true refining!

For nothing else...

He doesn't like to give alms to others, but he also doesn't like to owe others favors.

Xue Xinglin’s commentary on alchemy is worth the price!

Not to mention the Wujin Dan Furnace.

The grade of this Wujin Alchemy Furnace is even higher than that of the Alchemy Furnace given by Yun Zhiqing.
To be continued...