spirit walker

Chapter 329 Buying Shovel Shoes

Fuck!Zhang Yuanqing was shocked and immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

Today's spirit walkers are willing to abide by law and order, and it is largely because of moral values ​​that limit their bold ideas.

Even if it is an extremely vicious and evil profession, one has to consider the consequences of dropping the moral value below [-], so that one only dares to cause chaos on a small scale implicitly, rather than acting recklessly.

It can be said that the order and stability of modern society, the existence of spiritual practitioners can be concealed from the general public, and the existence of moral values ​​is very important.

Just think, if there are superpowers making trouble everywhere, even if the court wants to hide it, it will be impossible.

Closer to home, the lawful and evil camps continue to fight, but overall they live in peace, also because of the existence of moral values.

Otherwise, there would be too many operations of evil professions.

But now, a high-ranking night traveler and an ancient boss who also practiced illusionist spells has no moral constraints, so it's scary to think about it.

The ancient tomb incident has escalated again. Fu Qingyang must be notified as soon as possible so that he can pass the news to the Hangzhou branch and even the headquarters.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yuanqing asked:

"Empress, what is your master's level?"

Empress Sandaoshan opened her red lips lightly: "Golden Crow!"

The master Zhang Yuanqing sighed, there is no more luck.

In the Northern Song Dynasty, he was invincible in the world. He was also a disciple of Jinwu, and he led the entire sect to encircle and suppress him. He paid a terrible price to seal it. With such combat power, how could he be a saint, he must be a master!
Empress Sandaoshan said:
"Don't worry too much. He has been sealed for thousands of years, and he is extremely weak, unable to overcome the storm for the time being. He should choose to hibernate and recover secretly."

"Can he recover? Isn't there no spiritual power in the real world?" Zhang Yuanqing frowned.

Empress Sandaoshan glanced at him:
"But there are spiritual practitioners, such as star officials like you, such as illusionists, the spiritual power in your body is the best nutrient. If you have enough nutrient, you can recover quickly."

Isn't this just the sorcery of cannibalism in the late Song Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty? The main targets of Chunyang's teaching are illusionists and night wandering gods. Zhang Yuanqing is in a heavy heart.

The Empress of Sandaoshan added another knife:

"Master hates me to the bone, and will definitely take revenge. If you use the crouching pestle in front of him, it means that you are being watched by him. Be careful in the future."

Zhang Yuanqing's expression was dull, and he thought that the exposure of the identity of the heir of the Demon King did not seem to be a big deal.

Evil organizations are eyeing me, ancient demons are eyeing me, I am almost the enemy of the whole world.

The Empress Sandaoshan's complexion suddenly collapsed when she saw the nice-talking young man, and the corners of her mouth curled up:

"You are entangled in karma, and there is no shortage of this one."

There was a rare narrow smile on his clear and cold face.

Zhang Yuanqing sighed, "Your Majesty, my companion who lives next door has also been to the ancient tomb, please let me go and have a look."

Hearing the words, the old clapper cast her eyes on the wall, and a dreamlike starlight appeared in her clear and beautiful eyes. After a while, she withdrew her gaze and said:

"No need, she has not been taken away."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

He also didn't think that old Si Ji would be taken away, because the swordsman has the passive skill "Iron Will", strong willpower, and strong mental power, while Master Chunyang is in a weak state, so it is unlikely to take away Guanya.

What's more, on the way back, he and Guan Ya sat in the back row, taking advantage of the Queen and Little Green Tea not paying attention, Zhang Yuanqing kept touching Old Si Ji's butt and thighs.

If the head teacher of Chunyang takes Guan Ya away, the head teacher is the most dignified, and Guan Ya can bear being raped like this by a brat, but the head teacher can't bear it.

The impatience just now was from the lover's point of view, instinctive worry, irrational.

At this time, the old clapper asked:
"Do you know the Demon King?"

As soon as these words came out, she noticed that the young man's breathing suddenly became short of breath, and then quickly calmed down.

Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice:

"The Demon Lord is full of viciousness. He commits all kinds of rape and robbery. Although the juniors have never seen him before, they have heard of this person's notoriety. Well, the person Bai Lan saw back then was the Demon Lord."

Hearing Yuanshi Tianzun's evaluation of the Demon Lord, Mistress Sandaoshan remembered the reaction of Princess Yinyao at that time, and her face suddenly sank.

After listening to the second half of the sentence, the old clapper raised his eyebrows and said, "It's him? What's your relationship with him?"

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head:
"The younger generation has nothing to do with the Demon Lord. Moreover, the person Bai Lan saw was not the Demon Lord, but someone pretending to be the Demon Lord. The real Demon Lord has died, and there is an endorsement from the leader-level spiritual realm walker. It should not be fake. .”

The old clapper nodded, without asking any more questions, he said:

"Let your current officials issue a sea arrest document. It is best to capture him before Master Chunyang recovers. You must be careful in your actions, and he will not let you go. I know his methods very well. When he recovers more than half, I will definitely find you. And, I will definitely find you."

You let me take the blame like this?Zhang Yuanqing was chilled by what she said.

"If you find any traces of Master Chunyang, please notify me immediately," Sandaoshan Empress said in a deep voice, "Master is not dead, I cannot sleep or eat in peace."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yuanqing was about to return to the spiritual realm, but Zhang Yuanqing stopped her, "Wait a minute. Madam, although this junior has an official position, he has a clean sleeve, loves the people like a son, and can't do anything like corruption, perverting the law, or extorting money."

Empress Sandaoshan frowned and said:

"Good talk!"

Zhang Yuanqing: "The materials for summoning you are too expensive, I can't afford them, and the court doesn't reimburse me every time."

Sandaoshan empress was stunned, it was these yellow and white things. Since she was promoted to Jinwu, she has eaten and drank dew and traveled around the world.

She pondered for a few seconds and said:
"Did you get the ancient practice books of the Pure Yang Sect in the Sealed Demon Land?"

"some!"

"In the Taiyin God Refining Chapter, there is a talisman called 'Breaking Sha Talisman', which is a high-level talisman drawn by the divine power of the sun. I will teach you the skills of drawing talismans. You can use the talisman of the sun in the crouching pestle in the future." The magic power can be exchanged for some silver to make the evil-breaking talisman," she said.

Got rich. Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed, so he bowed his head and said, "Thank you, ma'am!"

She nodded in satisfaction and asked again:

"When will you enter the spirit realm again?"

"Within half a month."

The old clapper pondered for a few seconds: "I will give you a few summoning scrolls, and after returning to the present world, you can use them to call me."

Alas. Zhang Yuanqing felt a bit of reluctance, "The junior understands."

After all, the crouching pestle must be returned, and it cannot take up someone else's soul and refuse to return it. If the old clapper is a heretic, he might have buried the crouching pestle.

But this aloof empress was unexpectedly decent and treated him well.

Due to emotion and reason, he had to pay it back. Fortunately, the old clapper did not break the karma and promised to give him the parchment.

It was dawn, and Zhang Yuanqing sat at the desk and stretched.

There is a stack of thick yellow paper talismans on the table, the spirit inscription on it is smooth, the strokes are done in one go, and there is an unspeakable rhyme of Taoism. This is the talisman drawn by the old clapper.

The trash can was full of crumpled yellow paper with crooked bright red strokes. This was Zhang Yuanqing's waste manuscript.

He practiced all night and didn't have a single successful piece.

A few of them were almost successful, but in the end because of Zhang Yuanqing's trembling, the entire talisman was invalidated, which made the young genius of the Five Elements League very frustrated.

But the old clapper said with emotion that it took three years for ancient practitioners to learn how to draw talismans, and the spiritual realm directly bestowed on you the talent of talismans, which can be as short as a few days or as long as half a month, and you can control a high-level talisman.

"For ancient practitioners, practice is a lifetime thing, and progress is slow, so they have a lot of time to study their own abilities and develop various spells. For spiritual practitioners, one dungeon a month, three A single copy of a life-and-death crisis once a month, I have tried my best to survive, so I don’t have time to study spells.”

Therefore, contemporary spiritual practitioners, with good talents, can become a big boss in just a few years.

And the ancient practitioners who practiced hard for half their lives might be saints, and this is the case when the spiritual power of heaven and earth is not thin.

However, the death rate of ancient cultivators was not high, while the death rate of practitioners in the spiritual realm was very high. After a few years, the "geniuses" of the middle and lower levels may change.

There are gains and losses.

Putting the yellow paper talisman back into the drawer, Zhang Yuanqing pinched the center of his eyebrows, feeling a headache for Master Chunyang again.

"Yeyoushen is originally a peak profession. Master Chunyang can do many fancy spells, and he also has the skills of the illusionist profession. Illusionist is also a peak profession. In addition, he is haunted by demons, crazy, and there is no lower limit to what he can do."

Zhang Yuanqing said in his heart, who can bear this? !

"Anyway, I can't bear it. I will report to Fu Qingyang. The sky will fall and there will be a tall one to support it. Let the elders have a headache. Well, but I am also very dangerous. It means that I have inherited part of the cause and effect for the old clapper. The advantage is that she and My entanglements deepened."

The deeper the entanglement of cause and effect, the harder it is to separate the relationship. For example, if there is no matter of Master Chunyang, the karma between him and the old clapper will most likely end after returning the crouching pestle.

But right now there is something about the head teacher of Chunyang, so don't try to get rid of the relationship in the short term.

He got up at the table, turned into a dreamy starlight, and disappeared into the bedroom.

Aphasia Village.

In the ancient tomb in the mountains, in the main tomb room, a golden light penetrated the surface and shone into the dark underground palace.

"Princess Princess, that old witch is here again"

The Yinyu doll placed in the alcove screamed crisply and fell to the ground.

The ghost mirror and the silver box of rouge in the alcove next to it trembled.

Princess Yinyao floated out of the jade coffin and stood by her side, watching the empress of Sandao Mountain descending slowly in the golden light, said in a respectful voice:
"Master! Have you escaped to this world?

"Then, the man who summoned you is Yuanshi Tianzun?"

Sandao Mountain Empress slowly landed, the golden light dissipated, she nodded and said:
"Exactly!"

Before Princess Yinyao could "open his mouth", the old clapper said coldly, "Do you still have a wish here?"

Princess Yinyao's pale face was stunned, "What do you mean, Master?"

The old clapper said:

"Within half a month, I will find a way to get you to leave the spiritual realm and serve Yuanshi Tianzun. I owe him a favor as a teacher, and he will be in danger soon. You have to protect him. I won't be with you about the jade coffin." You care about it."

Princess Yinyao stood dumbfounded on the spot.

Fujia Bay.

It was dawn, it was 05:30, half an hour before the bunny girl started working, Zhang Yuanqing went directly to the door of the master bedroom on the third floor, raised his hand, and knocked on the door loudly.

Fu Qingyang has a bad problem, the young master is too sick, and the rules are strict, the bunny girls don't dare to disturb him during the rest time, for fear of being reprimanded.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to embarrass them either.

The bunny girls who lived in the guest room on the same floor opened the door sleepily, looked around, saw Yuanshi Tianzun, and shrank back silently.

Ten seconds later, the door of the master bedroom opened automatically, and a puppet in armor stood "indifferently" at the door, and said in a voice of "I really want to kill you":
"Why don't you call."

It's right next door, so it's faster to make a phone call. Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Boss, I have seen my mother, and I have something important to report."

"Go to the study and wait!" Fu Qingyang's cold voice came from the armor doll.

Zhang Yuanqing said in a low voice: "I think it's best to talk now."

The tone of "I really want to kill you" changed to "I plan to listen first, and then consider whether to kill you", saying:
"Come in! Wait in the outer hall."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately entered the bedroom and looked around. Behind the door is a spacious outer hall with high-end reception sofas and coffee tables in the center. There are cigar cabinets, wine cabinets, refrigerators, and bonsai on the walls. Antique porcelain, facing the bedroom door is the oriel window, and a large desk is placed in front of the window.

The outer hall can also be regarded as a study room, but Fu Qingyang rarely receives subordinates here, it should be used to receive relatives and friends.

Zhang Yuanqing sat down by the sofa. Ten minutes later, after washing, Fu Qingyang, whose hair was combed meticulously, wore a clean white suit, and opened the door of the inner hall.

He still has the burden of being an idol, Zhang Yuanqing slandered inwardly.

"What's the matter!" Fu Qingyang's face was stern.

Probably because there were too many experiences of being woken up by his phone calls in the middle of the night. Although Fu Qingyang was not very happy, he felt that this kind of thing was normal.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't make a fool of himself, and went straight to the point:
"Your Majesty, tell me that Master Chunyang is not dead yet."

As soon as he finished speaking half a sentence, he saw Fu Qingyang's face froze for a moment, and then his pupils shrank. Although he recovered quickly, his face became extremely serious.

Fu Qingyang quickly entered the office state, and the displeasure in his heart dissipated. He walked quickly to the sofa and sat down, staring at his confidants with burning eyes:

"Retell what she said in detail."

Zhang Yuanqing told Fu Qingyang exactly what the old clapper said.

A dominator-level day-traveling god who also has the skills of illusionists. He is insane and becomes a demon. He only eats spiritual realm walkers and is not bound by moral values. As confident as Fu Qingyang, he was also in a trance for a few seconds, and then he couldn't sit still.

"The nature of this matter is enough to hold a meeting of ten elders." Fu Qingyang furrowed his brows vigorously, "The matter of the Dionysus Club has not been resolved yet, and another Chunyang headmaster has appeared. This year is really eventful."

He got up quickly: "I'll go to the study, you can do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly left the study.

Alright, after throwing the hot potato out, Zhang Yuanqing passed the pressure on to Fu Qingyang, feeling relaxed physically and mentally.

09:30 in the morning, Jiang Chen's apartment.

Zhang Yuanqing, wearing a peaked cap and mask, entered the building, took the elevator, and stopped in front of the security door of Room 608.

"Dong dong!"

He knocked on the door with his fingers.

Soon, footsteps came from behind the door, and a hot blonde girl opened the door and asked in a foreign language:
"You are Mr. Yuanshi?"

Zhang Yuanqing also responded in a foreign language: "Yes, I went to Mr. Bill and made an appointment with him."

"He told me," said the blond, sideways, out of the way.

Zhang Yuanqing entered the room, passed the hallway, and saw Mr. Bill, who had a mature and masculine charm, sitting on the sofa in the spacious and luxurious living room, with a computer on his knees. He didn't know if he was working or surfing the Internet.

"Please sit down! Coffee or tea. Oh, the Coke you like." Mr. Bill ordered the blonde to get the coffee, and pointed to the single sofa opposite.

"Where's Annie?" Zhang Yuanqing took a seat and looked around.

This is a set of large flats with an area of ​​nearly 200 meters, and the decoration style is a typical western style.

"You may have misunderstood my relationship with Annie." Mr. Bill shook his head with a smile:

"She is my assistant, that's all. Although I admit that Anne has a fatal temptation to men, my reason tells me that freedom is more important."

After a brief explanation, he said without going around the corner:
"What do you want to buy again this time?"

Zhang Yuanqing likes the straight-to-the-point attitude of the gringo: "I want to buy shovel shoes."

This visit, he has two purposes, one is to buy sliding shovel shoes, and the other is to buy materials for making talisman paper.

Of course, it's not the breaking evil talisman, but peach blossom talisman, disaster avoidance talisman, thunder talisman and other materials.

He intends to sell part of the breaking talisman and the bronze tripod.

The life-saving ability of the sliding shovel shoes is too strong. If they are ambushed by Master Chunyang in the future, there will be one more life-saving means and one more hope.

"Are you ready for [-] million?" Mr. Bill pondered for a few seconds:
"To be honest, even if you are willing to pay [-] million, I don't want to sell it. Of course money is very important, but when money accumulates to a certain level, their value is actually not high.

"We also need to consider the issue of inflation, but props are not used, and props will never inflate. Mr. Yuanshi, if you can come up with props that satisfy me, I will consider it."

(End of this chapter)