spirit walker

Chapter 289 Coming to Reality
In the taxi, Zhang Yuanqing remembered that he hadn't told Aunt Xiaoyuan about the killing dungeon.

——Although she must have learned about it from Kou Beiyue.

"Interpersonal relationships still need to be maintained. I have been entangled with Guan Ya all morning, and I forgot to notify Xiaoyuan."

Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly picked up his phone and sent a message to "Magic Aunt Madoka":
"Auntie Xiaoyuan, I'm back. Beiyue has told you my points, ahaha, I broke the record. It's a pity that I didn't bet with you before entering the killing dungeon."

Unexpectedly, when the message was sent out, there was no reply for a long time.

did not see?Zhang Yuanqing said in her heart that at this point, she should stand at the front desk of the hotel and play with her mobile phone with her head down.

He sent another message:
"Just promoted to saint, everything is busy, I will go to the hotel to see you in a few days (smile)."

He didn't get a reply, so he opened the official forum to check the evaluations of the various branches of the Five Elements League.

#元史天尊 has achieved an unprecedented feat, everyone said whether he has the capital of the leader#
#太一门的夜游神, the evaluation of Yuanshi Tianzun is polarized reversed, all shouting: Elder Sun is confused#
#魔君先验火火突健康，从死亲Official colleagues who entered the dungeon, now the Yuanshi Tianzun group destroys the evil camp, very happy#
Regardless of the top announcement and Peony Fairy's posts, the first few pages of the forum were all about killing dungeons and his posts.

Many familiar Lingjing IDs frantically swiped in the comments: "Master Tianzun".

Zhang Yuanqing also saw many strange spirit realm IDs.

[Badao Zhancaiji: This group of extraordinary colleagues in the middle of the year is lucky. Back then, two-thirds of the colleagues who entered the killing dungeon with me died.There are fifteen people who have been promoted to saints in the Five Elements League this time, and with the killing dungeon at the end of the year, the organization has had a bumper harvest this year.Based on this alone, Yuanshi Tianzun's contribution is incalculable. I don't know what reward the headquarters will give him. 】

[Honest man Zhang Bairen: The meritorious service he earned from killing a dungeon once is worth our whole life. In other words, I am looking forward to teaming up with him to play a dungeon, and let me also hug Yuanshi Tianzun's thigh. 】

[Third-rate reasoning novelist: Yuanshi Tianzun's points broke the record, and the experience and props he gained are all top-notch, more and stronger than ordinary saints. If he is matched, maybe he really wants to hug his thigh. 】

[The widow has a disease: These guys are all deacons, otherwise I would never dare to be so rampant and call the name of Master Tianzun. 】

【It’s been a lot of suffering in the past: It’s okay, in another year or so, they will call us Lord Tianzun just like us. 】

[Little Pig George: Be bold, maybe in the second half of the year, their Master Tianzun will shout. 】

[Ba Dao Zhan Vegetable Chicken: Which branch are the above ones from? The Internet is not a place outside the law, so be careful when you speak. 】

Among these messy posts, there are also a few that are inconsistent with the painting style, such as:

#I admit that Yuanshi Tianzun played a key factor in the killing dungeon, but everyone should not blindly follow the trend and ignore the contributions of others#
——Posted by: The world returns to fire.

However, no one responded to him. Among the few dozen or so comments, half of them responded to trash talk, and half of them taunted him, calling him a disgrace to the Fire Master.

Those who scolded him were fire masters.

Another example:
#Just now I heard a news that Taiyimen’s official forum has been collectively banned. It is said that Yuan Ting posted some post, and the post has been deleted. I don’t know the content for the time being#
Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing's heart skipped a beat, thinking that what should come is still here.

If the family affairs scandal of the Great Elder of the Hundred Flowers Society spreads, I don't know whether Yuan Ting will be silenced, but I will definitely be angered.

Then, he thought of something even more terrifying: Fu Qingyang's garbage theory and the information confessed by the Demon Eye King must not be hidden.

"The centurion will not let me go, and neither will the elder dog. It's over, Barbie Q."

Zhang Yuanqing felt a chill in his heart.

In mid-June, at noon, the sun was fierce.

On the street outside the community, plastic windshield curtains hang down in the supermarket, and there are few customers. In the fruit shop next door, the boss is bored eating watermelon, and there are also no customers.

This year's summer is extremely hot, and old men and women don't like to go out for activities.

In addition to the still rushing traffic, there were so few pedestrians.

The taxi stopped outside the community, and once again threw the blood rose to Zhang Yuanqing in Fujia Bay. He opened the door, and under the scorching sun, he went to the fruit store across the street to buy two large watermelons, and then went to the supermarket to buy a cigarette. .

You don't need to bring gifts home, except if you do something "unfortunate".

I stayed in the killing dungeon for three days, and my grandma and aunt had more than 30 missed calls and dozens of unread messages.

Going home this time, if you don’t bring anything back, he will be the one who was picked up for the mixed doubles, and together with grandfather, it will be Zhang Yuanqing who will play three times.

Take the elevator to the door of the house, key in the password, and open the anti-theft door.

It was just after lunch, and in the living room, the grandparents who had just finished lunch were sitting in the living room watching TV.

"Grandma, I'm back!"

Zhang Yuanqing called out "sweetly".

Grandma looked sideways, with a sneer on her face:
"Who is this? Why are you still screaming? My family doesn't have a grandson, but a white-eyed wolf."

Zhang Yuanqing said, "Mom, I'm back."

"Whose mother are you calling!" Grandma stood up and hit her.

"It's not because you said you have no grandson." Zhang Yuanqing pretended to be wronged.

Grandma shaved his scalp several times and said angrily:

"You still know to come back? You don't answer the phone, you don't reply to the text messages, your wings are stiff, don't you?"

"Didn't I say I would go out to live for a few days? I just got a girlfriend." Zhang Yuanqing lied and used "girlfriend" to show that he was an adult. Grandma shouldn't be too lenient.

"You can't play missing even if you have a girlfriend. Is it because your girlfriend won't let you answer the phone?" Grandma said in her heart that my grandson would never be so rebellious. It must be a wild woman outside who spoiled her precious grandson.

It was Lingjing who refused to let me answer the phone, not my girlfriend Zhang Yuanqing avoided the topic and quickly stuffed the watermelon over: "My girlfriend knows you like watermelon, so she deliberately bought it at the gate of the community."

Pass the cigarette to grandpa again: "Grandpa has gifts too."

Grandpa took the cigarette, looked at it carefully, nodded with satisfaction, "Pay attention to moderation."

The grandmother who received the watermelon also showed a slight improvement in her attitude, and said with a cold snort:
"She sent you back? Why didn't she follow her?"

"Be ashamed."

"The day after tomorrow is Saturday, and you brought me back for dinner. Last time, you said you would bring it back. After so long, if you try to be perfunctory, I will call and tell your mother about it." Grandma said. The attitude of "I want to investigate and investigate".

"What's the matter with Chen Shu, I've expelled her from her mother's house." Zhang Yuanqing muttered.

Grandma frowned: "What did you say?"

Zhang Yuanqing said loudly: "I said I got it, I will ask later."

He planned to bring Guan Ya back, and if Guan Ya refused, he would bring Xue Qiangwei back and pretend to be his girlfriend.

Although the Yin Corpse has cold eyes and lacks spirituality, he has a ghost bride. The ghost bride is a beautiful girl from a hundred years ago. She pays great attention to dignity and etiquette.

The only thing to be aware of is that she might say something out of the blue: the little girl Bailan has met the two old ancestors, and she will definitely serve her husband well in the future and carry on the family lineage.

Zhang Yuanqing, who is good at socializing, really doesn't know how to round up the words.

"Have you eaten yet?" Grandma said with a straight face.

"starving!"

"I still have to order, I'll make it for you now." Grandma turned and went to the kitchen.

I never keep leftovers at home, and I pour them out when I can't finish them.

International Building.

Annie sat in front of the computer desk, her round and delicate fingers fluttered on the keyboard, finished writing an email, and clicked send.

After learning the news from Tai Yimen Lingjun, she returned to the office, contacted some official members funded by the Beauty God Association, and confirmed the information from them.

So I immediately wrote an email and sent it to my immediate boss, the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

Annie left the keyboard with both hands, picked up the cup on the table, took a sip of coffee, and stared at the four words "sent successfully" displayed on the screen, slightly lost in thought.

Until now, she has not recovered from the shocking information.

She expected Yuanshi Tianzun to have the hope of hitting the top of the list, after all, he was the man she was looking for, but Anne never expected that this young man from a foreign country would make such exaggerated achievements.

A quarter of an hour later, there was an unread email in the inbox.

Annie knew that the minister's response had arrived.

Immediately, he clicked on the mailbox, and sure enough, he saw the head of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Beauty God Association.

The content of the minister's reply letter is very short, but it reveals an imposing momentum:

"It doesn't matter what method you use to develop Yuanshi Tianzun into a member of the Beauty God Association. Within half a month, we hope to see results, otherwise we will consider letting Betty replace you."

Betty is the lover of the devil, and an outstanding beauty in the Association of Beauty Gods.

She knows how to seduce men, and she has an angel-like appearance and a devil-like figure. Because of this, the devil knows that it is a trap, but resolutely throws himself into it.

Annie is as confident as Betty, but she has to admit that she is inferior to Betty in terms of seducing the target.

Annie was born in a wealthy family, and her ancestors were pushed forward 200 years, and they were aristocrats.

Therefore, she was taught etiquette since she was a child, and she was proud of hearing about the glory of her ancestors. In foreign affairs, she is good at using decent etiquette, elegant speech, and professional characteristics to achieve her goals.

Betty is better at using beauty and flesh to complete the task.

Of course, for a target like Yuanshi Tianzun, Annie will naturally make full use of her hue, but she still needs to consider how to get Yuanshi Tianzun.

Generally speaking, boys of this age are very seductive, and they can easily hook up on the bed, but Yuanshi Tianzun is different, he seems to have a soft spot for pig tails, and the profession of love is not an oriental shaman , nor is it the demons in the West, who can't make themselves grow attractive pigtails.

Therefore, a different way of thinking is needed.

The little boy is very possessive. Since he is not the kind of boy who can hook up and have sex with him at will, I must pay attention to my image, so that he can't let him think that I am a romantic woman, and thus keep me at a respectful distance.
Men like docile women, and lack the ability to resist the beautiful opposite sex who pleases in every possible way. In Chinese, I use Huairou, Huairou strategy.
First, to celebrate his promotion to a saint, invite him to dinner.

At this time, the phone on the desk rang, and the caller was Ling Jun.

Annie answered the phone.

"Miss Anne, do you have time tomorrow night? Can I invite you to have dinner with me?" Ling Jun's mellow, gentle and masculine voice came.

"Sorry, Mr. Lingjun, I don't have time tomorrow night." Annie politely refused.

"All right."

Ling Jun couldn't figure out why the woman who had been having a good time with her in the morning suddenly turned ruthless, and her sex career was indeed the queen of the sea.

But Ling Jun will not admit defeat, he has a lot of strategies to attack Annie, so as to complete the task assigned by Fu Qingyang.

After eating and drinking the pigeon soup stewed by grandma, Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed rubbing his belly.

Enjoying the cold air blown by the air conditioner, he spread his thoughts endlessly and considered various issues.

"It's strange, I've been back for half a day, and all the people who boasted about me on the forums can line up in Songhai to the capital. Why hasn't Elder Dog found me yet? He should be talking to me right now."

"It's impossible for him to guess that I want to take the opportunity to make a request, apply for materials from the organization's warehouse, and improve the level of Yin Corpse and Spirit Servant
After being promoted to a saint, many things are waiting for him.

The first is the position issue. The merits and ranks are enough. The organization's appointment document should come down soon, and before the document is issued, Elder Dog should talk to him, give suggestions, and consult with him on promotion and assignment. the opinions of the parties.

Zhang Yuanqing's idea is that if he can stay in Songhai, he should stay in Songhai as much as possible.

He hasn't reached the age to leave his hometown for his work background, and he hasn't made up his mind.

Secondly, the upgrade of Yin Corpse and Spirit Servant.

Whether it's Ghost Bride, Little Dobby, or Blood Rose, they should be upgraded to a higher level, otherwise they won't be able to match his level.

The last thing is to investigate Brother Bing.

"I'm a saint now, and I can investigate Bingge's disappearance. But he didn't leave any clues except the Elvis speaker. The Elvis speaker is the clue. This thing has self-awareness. It knows that after I was promoted to a saint, It should play the clues of Brother Bing."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing got up and walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out the black metal speaker.

"I've cleared the killing dungeon. If you have any clues about the 'Young Soldier King', tell me now."

The Elvis Presley speaker was deadly and ignored him at all.

It's really a prop for non-violent non-cooperation, why didn't the devil tear you down?Zhang Yuanqing took out the bloodthirsty blade with ease, and pressed the tip of the knife against the speaker shell.

"Zizi, help, I killed someone, Chang Wei killed me!"

A cheap call for help came from the loudspeaker.

As soon as Zhang Yuanqing exerted force with his palm, the sound of help from Elvis Presley's speaker stopped immediately, and amidst the sound of electric current, there came a heavy panting:
"Hoo, hoo hoo."

The panting sound was extremely hoarse like an old blower.

Then, the voice of the devil gnashing his teeth came:

"Damn the white-haired woman, she is much stronger than me. I haven't reached the demigod level yet, so I'm no match for her. Just wait until I become a demigod, become the supreme powerhouse, and I will wash away the blood of today. disgrace.
"However, Baimao is so beautiful, even more beautiful than my sister Yinji, and more beautiful than most women I have ever slept with. Only the president can stand shoulder to shoulder with her in appearance, figure and temperament."

Zhang Yuanqing frowned slightly. He confirmed that it was the voice of the Demon Lord, but compared to the Demon Lord during the period between Chaofan and Saint, this voice was more vicissitudes and hoarse.

As far as he knew, the time span from the rise of the Demon Lord to his fall was not long.

In just a few years, vicissitudes suddenly began. Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself, what this guy experienced in the few years he became a spiritual practitioner, I am afraid that others will not be able to experience it in a few lifetimes.

Then, he thought about who Bai Mao was and how beautiful he was?Is it more beautiful than my sister Guan Ya?

What level is a demigod?Extraordinary, saint, master. After that, demigod?Or is demigod an unofficial term referring to certain powerful groups?

"Mojun, besides sleeping with women, do you have other things in your mind?" A voice sounded from the loudspeaker, an extremely familiar voice.

Zhang Yuanqing lifted his spirits, it was Brother Bing's voice.

"Hey!" The Demon Lord sneered and said:

"Aren't you only thinking about violence? By the way, I've dated some good-looking wood demons, who are moist and tender. You can stay and play together. Life is short, enjoy yourself in time."

"Not interested!" Brother Bing's voice became deeper and deeper: "After being promoted to master, the corruption of the Fallen Holy Grail has deepened on you, Demon Lord, I will soon no longer know you."

Speaking of this, Brother Bing suddenly sighed:

"I thought Yin Ji could change you. I thought she was a good medicine. I didn't expect that after losing her, you would become more and more depraved. It's not your style to give up on yourself."

The devil was silent for a few seconds, skipping Yin Ji's topic, and said slowly:
"So to kill the Sly-Eyed Judge, the higher the level, the deeper the corruption of the Fallen Holy Grail. Since I was promoted to the master, I always hear voices that I shouldn't hear and see things that I shouldn't see. When I was sleeping, my body seemed to be There is a terrible will awakening, it wants to replace me, control me, that will comes from the Fallen Holy Grail.

"I suspect that once I become a demigod, I will be overwhelmed by that will."

Brother Bing's voice sounded from the loudspeaker immediately: "Do you have a detailed plan, when will you do it?"

"Half a year later," the devil replied, and said:

"We have to be prepared to fail first. If we die in the hands of the Sly-Eyed Judge, nothing will be discussed. But if we are lucky enough to survive and fail, then we have to find a way to suppress the pollution of the Holy Grail. What do you think?"

Brother Bing thought for a while and said:
"I know a bachelor named 'Lian Sanyue'. Her research on props is at its peak, and she may have a way to suppress the pollution of the Holy Grail."

"What's the relationship between Lian Sanyue and 'Fenghuo'?" Mojun snorted, "Okay, give me the answer as soon as possible."

Audio ends here.

For a rare time, listening to Mojun's audio, there was no "papapapa" and "ahahah". Zhang Yuanqing complained silently in his heart.

He stared at the Elvis speaker, thinking carefully about the audio content:
"The erosion of the Holy Grail will deepen as the level increases. When it is the most terrifying, it will directly seize the house? But it is also possible that the consciousness of the devil's finger is actually bred by the Holy Grail. It is no wonder that the second personality insists on killing the ghost. Part of the eye judge is a grievance, and the other part is that he will not dare to be promoted to a demigod unless he kills the ghost judge."

Yes, Zhang Yuanqing has confirmed that there is a demigod above the Juggernaut.

"I remember that the Demon Lord is only one step away from the Supreme Being, and that Supreme Being should be a demigod, but the Sneaky-Eyed Judge must be far away from the Supreme Being. The Demon Lord died when he died, so there really is something behind him."

At the same time, he knew what the next step in the investigation of Brother Bing was - looking for Lian Sanyue!

According to the content of the audio, it is not difficult to speculate that Brother Bing later found a way to suppress the pollution of the Fallen Holy Grail. After finding this Lian Sanyue, he will know the whereabouts of Brother Bing.

Not bad, as my level increases, Elvis Presley speakers give more and more dry goods. Zhang Yuanqing touched the top of his favorite prop, opened the drawer, and put it back.

"Zizi." The Elvis Presley speaker made an electric sound, as if unwilling to be taken back so soon, and issued a high-pitched audio:

"If you have something to do, Zhong Wuyan, if you have nothing to do, Xia Yingchun! If you have something to do, Zhong Wuyan, if you have nothing to do, Xia Yingchun!"

The sound echoed deafeningly in the room.

"Yuanzi~"

Grandma's voice came from the living room: "Turn down your voice, don't disturb your grandpa watching the news."

"Understood." Zhang Yuanqing put the Elvis speaker on the table again.

After all, the content played is purely a simple protest, not the demon king's simple and easy-to-understand royal maid audio, which can be compromised appropriately.

The Elvis Presley speaker immediately played soothing and melodious piano music, and lowered the pitch.

This prop, which cannot be stored in the inventory, occasionally becomes addicted, and it will be so full of desire to perform.

——The soul of Elvis Presley, who loves freedom, is imprisoned inside.

Listening to the soothing piano music, Zhang Yuanqing remembered that there was one more thing, whether to return the Fumo pestle to the old clapper, he still needed to consult the elder dog.

"The Fumo pestle has been positioned by the empress. If you don't return it, it won't be usable in the dungeon, but it can be used in reality anyway. Once it is returned, this item will be completely out of my reach. As the first item, I have no respect for it. Feelings are as deep as a cat is to a small fish. After all, the old clapper is really fucking beautiful, an oriental classical goddess"

Muttering to himself, he took out the crouching pestle and touched it more while it was still by his side.

There may be no chance in the future.

About half an arm long, with a slightly heavy hand, a brass pestle engraved with exquisite incantations appeared in his palm.

Zhang Yuanqing stroked the cold copper pestle with his fingers, looked at it for a few seconds, and suddenly found that something was wrong. The original dull brass pestle turned extremely bright, as if it had been polished, as if it had just been driven out of a factory.

"Hey, after using the old clapper, it became brighter and newer? See if the attributes have changed?"

As soon as the voice fell, a strong golden light suddenly erupted from the crouching pestle, which overwhelmed the sunlight coming in from the window, dyeing the ceiling, walls, and everything in the room brilliant gold.

A fairy goddess wearing neon clothes and feather clothes floated out of the crouching pestle and stood gracefully in the air.

In the next second, the fairy lowered her gaze like a cold pool, and said coldly:

"Old Clapper?"

Zhang Yuanqing's mind was greatly shocked, he was stunned, and he forgot to accept his head and bowed.

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)