spirit walker

Chapter 388 Sent an Apprentice

The Nihility Sect (Southern Sect), as a large organization in the evil profession, has eyeliners and connections in all walks of life. Coupled with the particularity of its profession, if a member of the organization dies due to official hunting, it is impossible for them not to find out.

And Master Chunyang was dug out of the ancient tomb in Jiangnan Province. Jianghuai Province is adjacent to Jiangnan Province. The illusionists in these two places died for no reason. It is difficult for Zhang Yuanqing to suspect this ancient practitioner.

"The Night Traveling God of the Taiyi Sect did not encounter murderous hands, but the Illusionist of the Nihility Sect was targeted? Hey, dog bites dog, no matter how damn evil professions are, at least they are bound by moral values. Compared with them, the pure Yang sect is the most difficult of."

Zhang Yuanqing interrupted the sacrificial ceremony and called Elder Gao Feng.

"Elder Gao Feng, I have received information that the illusionists of the Nihilism Sect and the Southern Sect have disappeared inexplicably recently. It seems that it was not done by the authorities. I suspect that it is the head teacher Chunyang. You are responsible for apprehending him. Do you have any clues recently?"

After Elder Gaofeng heard it, his tone became serious, "There is no clue, alas, I'm just an earth monster, and I'm not a scout who is good at tracking. The Great Elder is tripping me up."

After a pause, he said:
"I have a few clues here. Since the ancient tomb incident, several cases of unknown causes of death have occurred in Jiangnan Province. A haunted incident was reported in Yongcheng Port a while ago. An official water ghost disappeared while performing a mission on the seabed. The city branch organized people to salvage, and found a rotten corpse and traces of fighting, but did not find that colleague, I suspect it has something to do with Master Chunyang."

"By devouring the spiritual bodies of official practitioners, can we control the current status and organization distribution of the current spiritual realm practitioners?" Zhang Yuanqing expressed his opinion.

"So the strange disappearance of the illusionist from the Southern School is probably related to him." Elder Gao sighed.

As an earth monster, he has a rare defense in the world, and good combat power, but he is not good at tracking, tricks, calculations, etc.

As we all know, the general character of the earth monster profession is honest, dull, and gentle.

Such things as scheming people require water ghosts, wood demons and scouts to do it.

"Elder Gao Feng, don't worry, I will help you as much as possible." Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to establish a good relationship, "To be honest, that empress also wanted to get rid of Master Chunyang, she said: Master is not dead, I can't sleep or eat well .”

Elder Gao Feng didn't take it seriously at first. After all, Yuanshi Tianzun was not high enough, and he didn't show particularly strong calculation and hunting abilities in the past.

But when she heard that Empress Sandaoshan was very concerned about this matter, she immediately paid attention to it:

"Almost forgot, you can contact that ancient day travel god, Yuan Shi, if you have any ideas and strategies, remember to let me know."

"No problem!" Zhang Yuanqing got the attention of the leader of the Hangzhou branch, and hung up the phone happily.

Then, he returned a message to Kou Beiyue, telling him about Chunyang's head teacher in detail.

Mostly Kou Beiyue murdered and interrogated a good official to choose a leader. If he could pass this line and pass the threat of the Master Chunyang to the Nihility Sect, it would be a good idea.

When it comes to dealing with Master Chunyang, evil professions can also be friends.

With the illusionist's weirdness and means, it may be easier to grasp some clues than the official. At that time, he can obtain information through the selection of good ministers and feed it back to Elder Gaofeng.

The leader of Hangcheng owes him a huge favor.

"Ding!"

Kou Beiyue's mobile phone on the table rang, and he didn't check it immediately, grabbing the wine glass and drinking it with the human blood steamed bun.

"Responded to replied."

The little fat man hastily pushed and shoved the boss, motioning him to check the information quickly.

Kou Beiyue put down the wine glass, grabbed the phone's fingerprint to unlock it, took a closer look, and slapped her thigh:

"Fuck, looks very powerful, ancient practitioners?"

Then eat skewers and drink.

But the little fat man was holding his phone tightly, reading the message over and over again, feeling cold in his heart.

An ancient practitioner who also practiced the spells of illusionists and night gods, an ancient practitioner who is not bound by moral values, devouring the spiritual growth of night gods and illusionists
Looking at it, he almost broke out in a cold sweat.

It's terrible, this kind of existence is too terrible, but why do ancient practitioners appear in reality?I remember the sect's internal records, the ancient cultivators have all died
An existence who is not bound by moral values ​​and who has also cultivated the two peak professions of Night Tourist and Illusionist is simply a nightmare for spiritual practitioners.

"Yuanshi Tianzun actually told the boss such important information, no, he is not telling the boss, he is telling me." The little fat man stood up abruptly.

"There are few orders now, so you don't have to work so hard. Sit down." Kou Beiyue greeted the younger brother to sit down: "Continue to drink, let's come to Taoyuan and get married three times today."

He was clearly drunk.

Alas, the boss didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all. He has no brains, and the happy little fat man can't drink any more. His round face was dignified and uneasy, "Boss, I have something to go back."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Kou Beiyue's persuasion, he stepped onto the small electric donkey on the side of the street and left in the dust.

The text message said that the headmaster Chunyang has not yet recovered, and the illusionist who disappeared recently is at level 1 and level 2, and there is no level 3. Before he recovers, the threat must be killed in the cradle.

Fujia Bay.

Zhang Yuanqing focused on the parchment scroll, and after confirming that the materials were all right, he covered the parchment with the material, entered the power of the sun, and muttered:

"My Lady, Come Out Quickly, My Lady, Come Out Quickly, My Lady"

Amidst the meaningless chanting, the parchment quickly drained the spirituality of the material, and the circle of spirit scriptures painted on it floated out of the paper, quickly lifted into the air, and solidified in the sky more than ten meters away.

In the next second, the circular array collapsed inward, turning into a circular passage.

After a few breaths, a majestic golden light burst out of the dark and collapsed passage.

Fuck, the aura of the empress has become several times stronger, and it feels more terrifying than the aura of the magic eye! Bye.

The whole person was lying on the table, not daring to move.

Suddenly, when the golden light approached the entrance of the passage, it was blocked by an invisible barrier.

After the golden light was blocked, it bounced back and collided with the subsequent golden light, bursting out with dazzling light, and the entire circular passage turned into a small sun.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing received a prompt from the Spirit Realm:
【Ding!You are forcibly opening the entrance to the spirit realm, please stop immediately, otherwise you will be punished. 】

Obviously, forcibly opening the channel between the spiritual realm and reality was blocked by the spiritual realm, and the barrier was created by the spiritual realm.

"Humph!"

Inside the tunnel, there was a cold hum.

Immediately, there was a crisp sound of "click" in the void, and the invisible barrier at the bottom of the golden light was full of cracks.

Then, the barrier shattered suddenly, a golden light fell, and it was nailed to the ground with a "bang", which turned out to be a demon pestle.

This prop is in the hands of the real master and in the hands of the useless master, which are completely two props.

After the passage was opened, golden light descended overwhelmingly, and the flowers and plants in the yard were instantly burned to ashes. Zhang Yuanqing reacted extremely quickly, and rolled away in advance before the passage cracked.

When the golden light came, Zhang Yuanqing looked at the inside of the passage expectantly, waiting for the ghost mirror to fall.

At the same time shouted:

"Your Majesty, how do you deal with your master who received a thousand knives? He is so tactful. The official scumbags are far less intelligent than Your Majesty, and they can't catch anyone at all."

From the passage came the cold and magnetic voice of the old clapper: "Wait until you enter the spiritual realm for a detailed discussion next time, well, go down, and do a good job in this world in the future, and don't embarrass your teacher."

"Ah? Ma'am, what do you mean? Who are you talking to?" Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback when he heard that.

At this time, a reluctant voice came from the passage: "Master, you, please think again."

"The passage will be closed soon. Do you go by yourself, or kick you down for the teacher." The old clapper's voice was cold and heartless, far less gentle than when he was talking to Yuanshi Tianzun.

This, this voice is a spirit body talking, no way. An incredible thought suddenly flashed in Zhang Yuanqing's mind.

In the next second, a figure in a red dress descended lightly, accompanied by a strong yin energy.

As she landed, the passage couldn't hold on anymore, it shrank rapidly, and then disappeared.

The prompt sound of the spiritual realm also disappeared, and there was no more warning.

Zhang Yuanqing sat at the round table, staring dumbfounded at the woman who descended. She was wearing a horse-faced skirt from the Ming Dynasty, and her gown was embroidered with exquisite dragons and phoenixes.

She has a beautiful appearance, but she is too pale, her eye sockets are as black as ink, her pupils are scarlet, and there are bloody red lights spreading out, she is strange and beautiful.

Princess Yinyao? !
Zhang Yuanqing said heartily, Madam, I just asked you to take the ghost mirror and borrow me to suppress the demons, and I didn't ask you to send the apprentice here.

Princess Yinyao's pair of bewitching and beautiful eyes looked at her from afar, she hummed softly, and turned her head to one side.

Quite arrogant. Zhang Yuanqing had a strange feeling in his heart.

Once upon a time, this princess scared him so much that he almost peed his pants, but now, she is still strong, her aura is at least level five, but Zhang Yuanqing is no longer afraid.

In just one month, he was no longer the ant in the Transcendent Realm.

At this time, Little Green Tea and the Queen rushed out of the villa, and the former shouted:
"Brother Yuanshi, what happened just now, Li Chunfeng was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground."

Li Chunfeng in the rear lowered his hands, holding a gun, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Seeing Princess Yinyao standing in the courtyard, the three of them stopped in their tracks, showing vigilance and fear.

On the other side, Fu Qingyang came with Lingjun Yufeng, and landed in the courtyard. Both of them looked a little dignified. They felt the aura of the high-ranking ruler and the aura of the spiritual realm next door.

Thinking that a big change had happened, he rushed here in a hurry.

Sensing the dissipation of the aura of the master and the spirit realm, Lingjun relaxed, and resumed his carefree posture, looked at Princess Yinyao, and said, "Tsk tsk:

"What a beautiful girl, hey, she is a highly intelligent ghost, Yuanshi Tianzun, have you finally reached the step of driving corpses? What happened just now, I seem to feel the aura of the master and the spirit realm, you kid again What a mess."

The first half of the sentence, regardless of the truth or falsehood, as a brother-in-law, Fu Qingyang didn't like to listen to it. He frowned slightly and cast a questioning look at Zhang Yuanqing.

No trace hotel.

The little fat man returned in a hurry, without even having time to say hello to Xiaoyuan, he took the elevator straight to the second floor, and opened his room.

Then, he took out a high-tech helmet from the inventory, put it on, and lay flat on the bed.

This prop was given to him by the Great Elder of the Southern Sect of the Nihility Sect after he was promoted to a Saint. Putting on the helmet, he could enter the dream world constructed by the Great Elder.

As a new protector with great potential, he has the qualification to report directly to the Great Elder.

The high-level meetings of illusionists are all completed in illusions and dreams.

This is also the reason why they are the most difficult to arrest. In terms of unpredictability, illusionists rank first among the three evil professions.

Consciousness appeared in a hall after passing through a strange and hazy void.

Sixteen thick stone pillars supported the dome of the hall, and the scarlet carpet stretched from the door to a golden throne at the end.

Sitting on the throne is a six-meter-tall figure, wearing a cloak, and inside the cloak is a mass of distorted and flickering black light.

It symbolizes the dirtiest and most chaotic emotions in the world.

"On a good day, choose the master and kill him. I have met the Great Elder!"

The little fat man knelt on the ground, only feeling that the aura of the Great Elder was unfathomable, as if he was facing an abyss, and he didn't even have the courage to raise his head.

"What's the matter!"

The figure on the golden throne spoke slowly, the voices were difficult to distinguish between male and female, old and young, and it was as if the voices of countless men, women, old and young were combined together.

"I have found out the reason why the illusionist in the sect disappeared mysteriously." The little fat man said:
"The matter is of great importance. This subordinate believes that it must be reported to you personally."

PS: I encountered some troublesome trivia today, which delayed the coding time.

(End of this chapter)