Urban Evil Suppression: Incorporating the Stone Hard Template

After arranging the seven oil lamps according to the sequence of the Big Dipper, Ling Feng said to Jiang Xue:

"According to the classification of artifacts by our Xuanmen cultivators, they can be divided into three categories: magic artifacts, treasure artifacts, and spiritual artifacts!"

Each category of artifacts can be further divided into four grades: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade.

Unless it's a celestial artifact used by an immortal, nothing is more precious than a spiritual artifact.

Jiang Xue finally understood. No wonder she used to be in the Special Affairs Bureau.

I've heard of this term before, but the concept of a magical artifact is described vaguely!

So this thing is actually so precious, no wonder people are handling it so carefully.

"Don't underestimate these seven oil lamps just because they are the lowest grade of magical artifacts."

But do you know what their most precious quality is?

"I don't know!" Jiang Xue shook her head.

"Hehe..." Ling Feng couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at Jiang Xue:

"This is a complete set of treasures; when used together, it can completely rival a mid-grade spiritual weapon."

"And then? What are their functions?"

"What's the effect?" Ling Feng smiled mysteriously at her and slowly asked:

"What do their arrangement look like to you?"

Jiang Xue glanced at it briefly, then blurted out, "The Big Dipper! What's wrong?"

"This is a formation!" Ling Feng reached out and flicked Jiang Xue's finger.

"We can forcibly bring the flying zombies from underground."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a deathly silence. Not only did Jiang Xue feel a jolt throughout her body,

Everyone present was stunned, staring in disbelief at the oil lamp.

"How...how is this possible?"

Standing not far away, Qian Dazhuang's burly frame seemed ready to pounce.

If Ling Feng hadn't been standing right next to the offering table, this guy probably would have charged at it.

He felt an urge to pick up the oil lamp and examine it closely, but everyone else kept their distance with disgusted expressions.

Jiang Xue was shocked for a moment, then angrily lashed out at Ling Feng:

"Why...why didn't you take it out sooner?"

"Would it have made you realize the terror of flying zombies if we had brought it out sooner?"

"Are you sure you're not just doing this to laugh at us, or to show off?"

"Do I have that much free time?"

"have!"

"Are you crazy?! This was a backup plan I kept in mind, you know?"

……

Ling Feng and Jiang Xue started arguing again, each saying a word and refusing to give in.

This caused all the members of the Special Affairs Bureau around to quietly turn away, not daring to look.

I was afraid that I might accidentally get caught up in their temper.

Fortunately, the two were relatively restrained, and after exchanging barbs for a short while,

Remembering the threat of the flying zombie, the anger in their argument subsided without them even realizing it.

Jiang Xue snorted softly, turned her head away, ignoring Ling Feng, and then walked to the side.

They restored order to the ranks and reinforced the outer perimeter defenses with additional personnel.

Ling Feng, meanwhile, busied himself tidying up all the materials and items on the offering table.

Taking into account the flying zombie's unparalleled ability to burrow underground, after a moment's thought, an arrangement was made.

Immediately afterwards, people were arranged to help him set up an array to cut off its escape route.

"Dazhuang, come here for a second!"

"They're here!" Qian Dazhuang was overjoyed to hear Ling Feng's voice calling him.

Completely ignoring Captain Jiang's unpleasant expression, they ran over eagerly.

When he reached Ling Feng, he bent his back slightly and tried his best to make a flattering expression:

"Brother Feng, you called me?! Just tell me what you need, I'll go through fire and water for you!"

"Um... Dazhuang!" Ling Feng's lips twitched uncontrollably.

He genuinely couldn't stand Qian Dazhuang's fawning attitude at that moment.

It's really disgusting to see a burly man over 1.8 meters tall trying so hard to make this "attentive" gesture.

"Can't you be serious for once?"

"Serious?" Qian Dazhuang's eyes widened as he pointed to his nose, his face full of grievance.

"Am I not serious enough? Can't you see how proper my attitude is?"

"Well... I misspoke. Can you be a little more normal?"

"I'm perfectly normal! I've always been like this!"

"..." Ling Feng rubbed his temples in pain, finding his words rather unconvincing.

When you're normal, you're never like this. Do you really think he's never seen anything like this before?

However, he was too lazy to argue with him about these trivial matters now.

Getting straight to the point, he instructed him to prepare for the task: "Dazhuang, I'm going to assign you a mission!"

"No problem, just tell me!" Qian Dazhuang patted his chest loudly.

Ling Feng waved his hand and took out the Nine-Pole Array Banner directly from his storage ring.

With a gentle tug, it then firmly planted them in front of Qian Dazhuang.

Qian Dazhuang was initially stunned, then his eyes lit up as he stared at Ling Feng:

"Brother Feng, how...how did you do that?"

"What? How did you do that? What nonsense are you spouting?"

"These are the flags! How did you conjure them up?"

Qian Dazhuang was so excited that he was somewhat incoherent, speaking as he went.

He was still clumsily imitating Ling Feng's movements.

Ling Feng, however, corrected him seriously, saying, "You're wrong. This isn't a flag, it's a battle banner!"

"Sigh...it's all the same thing..." Qian Dazhuang repeated the action of waving the battle flags.

He said with a forced smile, "I just want to know, how did you conjure them up?"

"That's not important..."

"No, this is very important!" Qian Dazhuang's curiosity was almost overflowing.

"Zhuang! You know I'm a Taoist priest!"

"Yes, I know that!"

"As a Taoist priest, it's reasonable for him to have his own storage ring, isn't it?"

"A storage ring?" Upon hearing this, Qian Dazhuang finally understood what was going on.

"Hmm!"

Seeing Ling Feng nodding earnestly, Qian Dazhuang asked somewhat uncertainly:

"Does such a thing really exist?"

"Didn't you see it with your own eyes?"

As he spoke, Ling Feng raised his hand, and the nine array banners in front of Qian Dazhuang instantly disappeared.

The next second, he waved his hand again, and the nine banners returned to their original positions.

The combination of tightening and loosening, indulging in a silky smooth experience, made Qian Dazhuang incredibly envious.

"Any more questions?"

"No...that's all..."

Now, Qian Dazhuang was completely convinced, and the last trace of doubt in his heart vanished.

His eyes darted around, and he immediately put on a fawning expression, rushing forward to flatter her:

"Brother Feng, what do you think of our relationship?"

"What are you planning now? Get out of my way!"

As soon as he got close, Ling Feng felt a chill and couldn't help but kick him.

"You want a storage ring? Let me tell you... I don't have one, I only have this one myself."