spirit walker

Chapter 387 The Mysterious Disappearing Illusionist
Next, Zhang Yuanqing took the Queen, Little Green Tea, and Li Chunfeng to various districts in Songhai to hunt and kill the evil professions on the list one by one in the surrounding counties.

In just one day, he had killed 12 evil professions in the Transcendent stage, gaining 230 reputation points, plus the 120 reputation points gained from killing Bloody Mary, his current reputation value was 500 points.

"500 prestige points, alas, it still feels not enough. Zhao Feichen's bodyguard is not an official deacon, and belongs to the type that rarely actively hunts down evil professions. If I were replaced by a well-accumulated official deacon, my 500 prestige points may only be enough to kill Alone."

In the living room of Fujiawan Villa, Zhang Yuanqing was lying on the sofa, enjoying the shoulders and legs of his female teammates.

The one standing behind him rubbing his shoulders was Xie Lingxi, and the one with crossed legs was the queen.

"Enough is enough, I only have 500 prestige points." Xie Lingxi said softly: "[-] prestige points are enough for my brother for a long time."

The queen said: "I only have 110 reputation points, and I have accumulated them for several years."

Unlike Zhang Yuanqing, she has almost never killed lawful professions of the same camp. Even if she encounters some lawful casual cultivators who do evil, the queen will choose to arrest them and hand them over to the branch.

If it is really necessary to shoot and kill lawful casual cultivators, the branch will also give compensation, including the item of "killing evil professional prisoners".

Zhang Yuanqing ignored their comfort and fell into deep thought.

"Guan Ya is not here, you suddenly became wandering." On the side of the living room, Li Chunfeng complained for Guan Ya, who had gone through life and death, and then gave his own advice:
"If you really want to make a big hit, the best way is to find the black market of evil professions and take them all at once."

"It's not so easy to find evil professions in the black market." Zhang Yuanqing shook his head.

Li Chunfeng pointed out: "Isn't that son of yours able to hunt for treasures?"

"That's my godson," Zhang Yuanqing corrected, then shook his head: "I tried it when I was collecting props, and it couldn't find the black market."

There are also materials and even props on the black market, but during that period of time, Xiao Doubi has never found a black market. This is because the organizers of the black market will set up restrictions to isolate the breath.

And a large black market like Wanbaowu has illusions on the outside and gang copies on the inside.

Without any skills, who would dare to open a black market?

Li Chunfeng's tone remained unchanged, and said: "I remember you got a treasure hunting cloak, is it still there?"

"Still." Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

Because this item belongs to an overseas profession, it is neither armor nor a weapon, so it was not sacrificed to the Bailian Furnace that day. At the beginning, twelve items were collected, plus the spoils seized from the level 5 swordsman, a total of fourteen items.

As for the energy to fill the Bailian melting furnace, only eight items were used, and there were still six items left, and the treasure hunting cloak was one of them.

Li Chunfeng asked rhetorically: "Then why don't you let your son put on that prop and try it out? You may not be able to find it in the black market established by those big organizations, but it shouldn't be difficult to find it in a small black market."

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes brightened slightly, and he nodded thoughtfully: "You can definitely try."

As soon as he thought about it, Zhang Yuanqing sat up, exhaled a cloud of Yin Qi, and fell to the ground and turned into a little baby spirit with sparse lanugo hair.

"Abba~"

Xiao Doubi is like a pet taken out for a walk, happily paddling its limbs and crawling around.

"Work!" Zhang Yuanqing affectionately stroked his son's head.

"Aba Aba ~" Little teas blinked innocent eyes, and continued to climb around, as if he didn't understand the owner's command.

It is getting smarter and smarter, and it already knows how to pretend to be stupid. Alas, it really worked hard for it during that time. Zhang Yuanqing felt ashamed for a while, and then said:

"After this time, you are allowed to play games."

He makes a joystick gesture.

The little tease stopped abruptly, tilted his head and looked at the old father for a few seconds, and suddenly gave a high-spirited "Aba", quickly rowed towards the door, and quickly disappeared.

"Heh, even if you become smarter, it will be a kindergarten diploma at most!" Zhang Yuanqing said proudly.

Then I found Li Chunfeng, Xie Lingxi and the queen looking at him with eyes full of disdain.

"Yuan Shi has been busy these days? I heard from a spy that he has unplugged more than a dozen black markets in Songhai and Jiangnan provinces in the past few days."

Elder Dog talked with Fu Qingyang in a solemn tone.

"It's just a small black market where the Transcendent Realm gathers." Fu Qingyang said indifferently: "Anyway, you old fellows don't look down on ants at the Transcendent stage."

"You can't say that, the reputation accumulates, you know, from September to December every year, it is a cruel test for the masters." Elder Dog said in a solemn tone.

Without waiting for Fu Qingyang to respond, he laughed and said:

"Forget it, let him go. The bigger he makes trouble, the more he can deter the bottom-level evil professions and make those rats in the gutter more peaceful. You remember to let him keep a low profile after September."

Generally speaking, Yuanshi Tianzun is actively cleaning up the evil occupations in the Songhai land boundary, and Elder Dog is quite happy.

Fu Qingyang said "hmm": "I have already warned him."

"What is he accumulating reputation for?" Elder Dog's voice suddenly became low.

Fu Qingyang said bluntly: "His expression at the time told me that he was preparing to kill the saints of the same camp."

"." Elder Dog sighed: "Okay."

This is not an uncommon thing. Most of the powerful Heaven's favored people will consciously accumulate reputation and moral value. The former is to prepare for killing the spirit walkers of the same camp, and the latter is to ensure that one day killing innocent people will not be wanted by the spirit world.

It's just that Yuanshi Tianzun has a criminal record, and his doing this is particularly sensitive.

After a while of silence, Elder Dog said:

"The headquarters called me today and asked me repeatedly to confirm whether Bloody Mary was really murdered. I said I didn't take action."

Fu Qingyang said: "I also called to ask for confirmation."

"This kid" Elder Dog said with a smile:
"The headquarters doesn't quite believe that he can single-handedly kill a saint at the peak of level 5. This is a real record. Many geniuses at the extraordinary stage, after being promoted to saint, are at best elites.

"The headquarters is happy and anxious now."

Fu Qingyang said in a deep voice: "It is also possible that he will pay more attention to Yuanshi Tianzun's psychological problems, and the intensity of polishing him will also increase."

Elder Dog sighed:

"This is inevitable. Even Marshal was suppressed in the past. Even now, she has to make a certain separation from the Fu family. The Five Elements League can hand over the supreme power to her, but not to the Fu family. .”

Jinshan City.

After lunch, Zhang Yuanqing arrived at Wuhen Hotel by taxi.

"20 million cash!"

He took out four wads of cash from his backpack and put them on the front desk.

Auntie Xiaoyuan put away the cash with a flat expression, and there was a little joy in her eyes. She has always been short of money, the hotel is not operating well, and she often cannot make ends meet.

After Yuanshi Tianzun came, he had already given her nearly a million dollars.

Greatly eased the financial pressure on the team.

"I'm fine today. I'll sit here this afternoon." Zhang Yuanqing walked around to the cash register, sat down on Xiaoyuan's reclining chair, and admired the plump and attractive figure of the mature woman.

"Aunt Xiaoyuan, my reputation has accumulated to 1000."

"So many?" Xiaoyuan looked back in surprise, just in time to see him staring at her butt in a daze, her face suddenly darkened, and she gave him a hard look.

Zhang Yuanqing looked away guiltily.

Xiaoyuan snorted softly and said:
"At the end of August, Master Wuhen will gather the redeemers from all over the world to give lectures and persuade them to be kind. You can come and listen when you are free."

"Brainwashing?" Zhang Yuanqing resisted instinctively.

Madoka sneered, "You can think so."

Zhang Yuanqing noticed that she was a little emotional, and hurriedly explained: "You know that Master Wuhen is an illusionist, and illusionists are best at this. It's not surprising that I have concerns."

Madoka said lightly:
"Master Wuhen will dispel the hostility in everyone's heart and calm the painful emotions through lectures. You have to understand it as brainwashing, but it's okay. I think it's good for you to listen to it. Yuanshi, you are a good person, but sometimes you are very Extremist, extreme people, hostility is not light."

If this word disagrees, send a good person card. Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "Okay, I will come when the time comes."

Xiaoyuan said softly: "I should also introduce you to everyone."

In the afternoon, the rush hour for food delivery ends.

It was still a food stall in the old city, and Human Blood Mantou warmly received Kou Beiyue and his little brother.

"Boss, from today onwards, you are my boss." Human Blood Mantou nodded and bowed, showing a flattering smile, and led Kou Beiyue to take his seat.

Yuanshi Tianzun, this fellow moves very fast. When Kou Beiyue heard it, he knew that Yuanshi Tianzun had settled the matter, so he immediately raised his chin and said:

"When did I, Kou Beiyue, let off empty guns? It's always been a spit and a nail."

Human Blood Mantou hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, boss, you are as committed as you are, with gallbladder and hair, and in the middle of a conversation, life and death are the same."

The little fat man looked at him with displeasure, and thought he was trying to compete with me for favor?
The human blood steamed bun attracted the waiter, ordered the skewers and beef stew, and said in a low voice:

"Who killed Bloody Mary?"

Kou Beiyue shook her head, with an inscrutable expression on her face: "You don't need to know that."

"It's Yuanshi Tianzun, right?" Human Blood Mantou said.

"How do you know?" Kou Beiyue was dumbfounded.

Do you think psionics will investigate such a big matter?Human Blood Mantou already knew Kou Beiyue's IQ well, so he skipped it and said:

"Yuanshi Tianzun, this guy, has gone crazy recently, destroying more than a dozen black markets in Songhai and Jiangnan Province. The freelancers in Songhai are now frightened, and they dare not come out.

"I knew that after this son was promoted to a saint, it would definitely be a disaster for freelancers. Look, the prophecy has come true. Beiyue, we can continue to cooperate with him if we have a chance in the future. You, the boss, I agree. "

Having said that, there was no trace of fear or apprehension on his face, instead he was proud of himself.

Human Blood Mantou thinks that with a few more cooperations and more cadres from the Psionic Society, he will be able to return to Songhai sooner or later and gain the respect of the Gu King.

What's this called? It's called self-respect.

In addition, Beiyue has no advantages, but he is very loyal, and he has an extraordinary relationship with Yuanshi Tianzun. As long as he hugs Kou Beiyue's thigh tightly, even if he returns to Songhai in the future, he doesn't have to worry about being liquidated by the authorities.

Kou Beiyue was in high spirits, patted the baby-faced shoulder, and said:

"Mantou, follow me, brother will not treat you badly."

"That's it, that's a toast to the boss."

When the two clinked glasses, the good minister chose the master and reminded: "Don't drink and drive, and don't drink while driving."

"We drive a battery car." Human Blood Mantou said.

"A battery car is also a car."

"Hey, you kid is finding fault."

The good minister chose the master and sighed: "Yuanshi Tianzun is getting more and more terrifying."

In the extraordinary stage, he was also a seed player and a genius, but after being promoted to a saint, his halo faded. Although he was still stronger than ordinary saints, he was by no means a genius in the realm of saints.

This is like a schoolmaster who came from a small place, overlooking the world in a place that suits him, but once he arrives in a big city, he will quickly hurt Zhongyong.

Most of the geniuses in the Transcendent Realm encountered a similar predicament, only Yuanshi Tianzun continued to make great strides.

The little fat man was inevitably a little discouraged.

"What's going on recently?"

After drinking for three rounds, the human blood steamed bun asked like chatting.

"It's mid-July now, and everyone is more peaceful." The little fat man said.

He didn't care if Human Blood Mantou and Kou Beiyue could understand.

The little fat man took a sip of wine, suddenly remembered something, and said in a solemn tone:
"By the way, I recently received an internal notification from the Nihility Sect that many illusionists in Jiangnan Province and Huaihai Province disappeared inexplicably and were suspected of being killed, but it doesn't look like an official action."

"Maybe it's the enemy's family," Kou Beiyue said.

"It may also be done by people from the Southern Branch of the Psionic Association." Human Blood Mantou said.

Neither was too interested in the matter.

The little fat man frowned: "Not necessarily, the organization asked us to inquire about this through our own channels."

After speaking, he looked at Kou Beiyue.

The meaning is obvious, in terms of intelligence, no organization can match the official.

"Okay, let me find out for you." Kou Beiyue nodded, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, edited the information, and prepared to ask Yuanshi Tianzun.

The little fat man watched expectantly.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Zhang Yuanqing returned to Fujiawan, sat at the stone table in the front yard, and took out the parchment given by the old clapper.

The ten-day period has come, and the ghost mirror will be his property.

He took out several relatively cheap materials one after another and placed them on the table, but the mobile phone in his pocket ding-dong, indicating that there was a message entering.

Zhang Yuanqing took out his phone and glanced at it, his expression immediately became serious.

Is there a magician missing mysteriously in Jiangnan Province and Huaihai Province?The nihilism sect thinks it's not official?After carefully reading the message sent by Kou Beiyue, his first reaction was:
Headmaster Chunyang!

ps: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)