spirit walker

Chapter 448 Thriller
The character card is the protection of spiritual realm practitioners. This sentence reminded Zhang Yuanqing of an ancient practitioner, Master Chunyang.

The master of the old clapper, in order to break through the realm, forcibly cultivated the mind of the illusionist, and turned into a madman, turning into a bloodthirsty lunatic.

It can be seen from this that if a lawful profession cultivates the spiritual power of an evil profession, the result is loss of mental control, so the character card is a kind of protection for lawful walkers.

——The role card will limit the spiritual power of the spirit walker to practice other professions.

In addition, what the King of Fear said, that character cards can only change from lawful to evil, Zhang Yuanqing believes that this is correct.

Emperor Wa is the proof.

Emperor Wa is a musician and a bachelor, but she is not crazy, which means that lawful professions can be double cultivated, and there will be no sequelae, so there is no need for protection.

The core meaning of character card protection is to prevent lawful professions from cultivating evil spiritual power and prevent them from being "polluted".

But what does the self-defense mechanism of the spiritual realm mean?
[Yuanshi Tianzun: The character card should protect the lawful profession, what does the self-defense mechanism of the spirit realm mean? 】

The King of Fear ignored him.

[Yuanshi Tianzun: Great King of Freedom, please answer my doubts. 】

【King of Fear: It’s my freedom to answer you or not, I don’t want to tell you now. 】

Zhang Yuanqing frowned, for a moment he couldn't tell whether this guy was ill, or if the "spiritual self-defense mechanism" involved a higher-level secret, so he didn't want to reveal it.

But in any case, it is a good thing that the king of fear is willing to talk.

Half-god chatter, even complaints and unnutritious nonsense, are priceless intelligence secrets for low-level spiritual practitioners.

"Compared to strict officials, freelancers are more willful. I would rather say that the King of Fear is a good intelligence library, but we can't relax our vigilance because of this and ignore the characteristics of evil professions."

The King of Dread is essentially a bloodthirsty, unscrupulous lunatic.

Even the Demon Eye of the Heavenly King of Justice is an extremely dangerous person.

Their personalities may be quite interesting, but they will never blink when they kill someone.

After exiting the chat interface and deleting the chat history of the King of Fear, Zhang Yuanqing left the desk, walked to the window, and stared at the flower garden bathed in bright sunlight in a daze.

Midsummer has passed, it is early autumn, and the time has come to August.

In another week, there will be an entry dungeon, ushering in the second dungeon after becoming a star official - a multiplayer dungeon.

The prophecy of the magic mirror of fate is still in his ears, he only has three months to live.

Three months is not long or short, after all, he has only been a spiritual practitioner for more than four months.

The crisis that would lead to his death in the future has not even appeared.

Zhang Yuanqing himself has no clue about this, and he can't even plan for a rainy day.

Therefore, he has a strong desire for astrology. Only level 5 star officials can learn astrology. With the help of the big compass, his deduction level should be comparable to level 6.

At that time, where the death crisis originated, how it occurred, and who the enemy is, can be enlightened through astrology.

"It would be great if I could get the secret method of Taiyi. If I can't major in the stars, the enlightenment I get should be more precise and clear, and I can avoid the crisis of death."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing took out his mobile phone, stood by the window, and sent a message to Yin Ji:

[Yuanshi Tianzun: Sister Yinji, how can I get the major secret method from Taiyimen? 】

After the message was sent, Yin Ji replied within ten seconds, but the content surprised Zhang Yuanqing.

[Yin Ji: This is the secret of Taiyi, please don't ask me this kind of question again. 】

The reply was a reply, but there was alienation and indifference between the lines, not like a gentle big sister at all.

Zhang Yuanqing said in his heart, if we haven't seen each other for a few days, have you forgotten our friendship? After all, we can still be considered friends.

The sudden deterioration of the relationship with the opposite sex made him vaguely aware that something was wrong, but he couldn't put it into words.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't waste his mind on irrelevant things, but instead thought about saving the magic eye.

He didn't want to take any chances if he could.

"The King of Fear's curse on me is that if I don't rescue the magic eye within a month, I will definitely die. The curse is not the point, the point is that he uses the power of the contract to insure the curse."

"The content of the contract is that this matter will not be passed on to anyone through any means, and the curse will never be eliminated."

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while, and the key point was in the last sentence - the curse will never be removed.

With the perfect human skin, he can completely pass on cause and effect, let the clone wear human skin, violate the contract, and after the power of the contract kills the clone, he can ask the old clapper to purify the curse for himself.

But if you use the perfect human skin with the idea of ​​eliminating the curse, will you be killed by the power of the contract on the spot?
The avatar has not put on the human skin, and the main body has returned to the spiritual realm first.

"This point requires special attention. When using human skin in the future, you must control your thoughts and not think about it, but as long as you put on human skin, can I operate?"

Thinking about this, Zhang Yuanqing remembered the prophecy of death in three months.

This prophecy actually shows that he will not die because of the magic eye.

"Maybe it's because of my operation that I avoided the curse of the King of Fear, so I didn't have to save the magic eye, so I survived? Uh, it may be that I successfully rescued the magic eye."

Rescue the magic eye and reap the favor of the other party. If you don't save the magic eye, you can be safe for a while, but the fearful king will wonder how Yuanshi Tianzun evaded the contract and the curse.

Zhang Yuanqing really didn't want to be targeted by that evil master.

After thinking about it for a moment, he decided to put the matter aside for now, wait until he is promoted to level 5 and learn the stargazing technique, and then consider whether to save the magic eye based on the revelation of stargazing.

Kangyang Intercontinental Hotel, revolving restaurant.

Ling Jun took out an exquisite jewelry box from his pocket, gently pushed it to the woman opposite, and sighed:

"The journey of life is always full of separation and encounter. Today's separation may be for tomorrow's encounter. My beloved girl, the beautiful scenery is always ahead, I can't go on with you anymore, go, you are Free bird."

The fact is that he has run out of money, and he will have to wait until the Hundred Flowers Club and Tai Yimen to get paid next month before he can continue picking up girls.

With a wavy face and a famous brand, the exquisite and fashionable woman took the jewelry box, her face full of reluctance, and she said plaintively:

"Lingjun, then I will come to you later, you are not allowed to reject me, you are not allowed to block me, and you are not allowed to not answer my phone call."

Ling Jun's smile was gentle and sunny, "You will always have my tenderness."

At this time, the phone rang.

"Sorry, I have a call." Ling Jun stood up and left the table.

Walking out of the restaurant and coming to the quiet corridor, he answered the phone and said with a smile:

"Uncle Zhao, what's your order?"

A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone:

"Master Lingjun, Elder Yun Zhongzi asked me to tell you to keep an eye on Yuanshi Tianzun in the near future to observe his changes, especially pay attention to props and materials."

Ling Jun was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man briefly told Lingjun about what happened at Qinfeng Academy.

"I see." Ling Jun narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly:
"Uncle suspects that Yuanshi Tianzun has solved the hidden mission? No problem, I will keep an eye on him. Heh, Qin Feng's hidden mission has not been solved yet, but I hope Yuanshi Tianzun succeeds. With this wedding dress, we Baihua will be very happy." like."

The middle-aged man said: "Try to be as concealed as possible, and be gentle."

"Understood, Yuanshi Tianzun trusts me very much, it's not difficult to get information, just wait for my good news." Ling Jun raised his lips.

"What's the matter with you kid, you can't do anything big, my uncle suspects you."

In the cigar room, Ling Jun lay lazily on the soft chair with his legs crossed, extremely disappointed with the student's ability to handle affairs: "I heard Fu Qingyang tell you about the hidden mission that day, and I knew you two had a premeditated plan."

Before Zhang Yuanqing opened his mouth, Fu Qingyang, who was sitting on the sofa, said lightly:

"It's okay, they don't have evidence, and I won't let people from the Hundred Flowers Club get in touch with Yuanshi."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Qian glanced at Lingjun:
"You can ask me for reimbursement for all your expenses in Songhai in the future, and I will give you the tiger skin in the warehouse of the White Tiger Guard gang."

Lingjun understood: "Uncle, I will perfunctory for Yuanshi."

The three of them didn't speak any more, they breathed out white smoke leisurely.

After a while, Zhang Yuanqing said: "Boss, did you cut something from me?"

Fu Qingyang held a cigar, took a sip from the whiskey on the table, "Red Line."

"What?"

Mr. Qian repeated: "The red line, the red line that symbolizes marriage."

"Pfft!" The playboy laughed out loud, "If you cut the red thread, you won't be touched by a leaf among thousands of flowers, because no woman will like you at all."

Then, am I the same as Mrs. Sanyang Kai, who doesn't even have "shit"?No more women throwing themselves at Bao?
Zhang Yuanqing's expression changed drastically.

Fu Qingyang explained calmly:

"The Mistress of the Killing Palace is a musician. As long as she is willing, she can make any man fall in love with her, and Lingjun and I are no exception."

As for why he cut it all at once, because he is not a musician and cannot do too fine operations.

Ling Jun waved his hand:
"That's not enough. As long as she is beautiful enough, I will fall in love with her without the red line. In addition, the red line is time-sensitive. This skill is very troublesome in battle. It is the same as the charm of lust. It is easy to make people soft."

He was worried that I would be confused by the red line, and followed the way of the palace lord. No wonder the boss didn't object after clicking. Zhang Yuanqing understood what Fu Qingyang meant.

"So, will my red line come back then," he said.

Fu Qingyang said: "The red line will continue automatically after 24 hours."

That's okay, that's okay, for the next 24 hours, I won't touch women at all. Just as Zhang Yuanqing thought about it, he saw the bunny girl walk into the cigar room, stop beside Fu Qingyang, bowed and said:
"Master, Miss Guan Ya is back."

Ling Jun clapped his hands together, "Yuan Shi, let me introduce Teng'er to you while we are breaking up with Guan Ya now."

Jiangnan Leather City.

In the big villa of Xiahou's family, Xiahou Aotian was sitting at the table, and the screen of the computer showed the picture that the email was successfully sent.

Half an hour ago, the official called Xiahou's family and asked him to submit a report from Qinfeng Academy.

Although Xiahou Aotian has an unreliable personality, as a bachelor, he is better at writing a flawless report than Yuanshi Tianzun and others.

After sending the email, he grabbed his phone again, looked at the chat history, and hummed nonchalantly:

"If there is any problem with the core of the terracotta warriors, Yuanshi Tianzun knows how to scare people."

After all, he slumped on the ergonomic chair and looked at the ceiling with disdain.

A few seconds later, he stood up abruptly, "Let's go check it out."

Walk out of the room, go downstairs, and come to the living room, where the nanny is preparing lunch in the kitchen.

"Master, are you going out? Madam said that you were frightened in the dungeon during this period, so I will cook you soothing soup in the kitchen." The nanny told him tactfully, please come back for lunch.

The nanny of Xiahou's family, in ancient times, was the son of a rich family.

The Lingjing family has a very strict review system for the workers in the family. They will adopt orphans and train them into a series of service roles such as housekeepers, assistants, and nannies.

Ordinary people who were accidentally involved in the case of the spirit walker will also be recruited to work in the family.

They will even recruit wild spirit walkers to work for the family.

After more than a hundred years of reproduction, there are as many as thousands of ordinary people working for Xiahou's family. Most of them are golden rice bowls passed down from their ancestors, which are more stable than working in the system.

If there are children from a promising family, Xiahou's family will arrange them into a family-run company, and their status, benefits, and income will be greatly improved.

"Tell the old woman, I'll go to the patriarch's house." Xiahou Aotian waved his hand and went out.

The community is sunny and the roads are flat. The high-end villas are arranged in an orderly manner, and the supporting yards are full of valuable ornamental plants.

People in work uniforms parade in shuttle buses.

Xiahou Aotian strolls in the sun, slippers, pants, T-shirt, unruly hairstyle, with handsome facial features, regardless of personality, it really fits the image of the anime male protagonist.

Not long after, Xiahou Aotian strolled to the big manor where the patriarch lived, ignored the security personnel to stop him, kicked the grandson of the patriarch, and arrived at the patriarch's study.

"Uncle, I want to enter your treasure house." Xiahou Aotian pushed open the door and said loudly.

"Grandpa, this guy has broken in again." The grandson of the Patriarch, who was about the same age, said loudly.

"Screw you."

Xiahou Aotian kicked him away.

The gray-haired old Patriarch, who was studying the refining manual, looked up and smiled:

"Aotian, what are you doing in the treasure house?"

"You don't feel well, go for a physical examination."

In this way, Xiahou Aotian got the key to the owner's treasure house. In fact, the physical examination items are also in the gang warehouse of Xiahou's family.

But the application to use the props in the warehouse requires the consent of the ancestor, and he has been blacklisted by the ancestor.

Follow the steps to the basement level, at the end of the steps is a black iron gate engraved with convex runes.

Xiahou Aotian inserted the 10cm long key into the lock hole, clicked and turned it, and there was a series of slight sounds of gears and bearings running inside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the runes on the door lit up one by one, like glowing blue LED lights.

The light of the runes suddenly converged towards the center of the gate, collapsing into a swirling, fluorescent blue passage.

Xiahou Aotian stepped into the passage and came to the treasure house of the Patriarch.

The space of the treasure house is over a thousand square meters, and the dome is about ten meters high, supported by six columns.

The most piled up here are discarded props (refining failed), followed by spirit materials, and props are the least.

Xiahou Aotian walked to a machine similar to an MRI machine with ease, started the machine, and then lay down in it.

This is the equipment used in Xiahou's family's physical examination.

The circular machine buzzed, and the infrared rays scanned Xiahou Aotian's body over and over again.

"Drip~"

At this time, an electronic female voice came from the display screen connected to the instrument:

"Please don't scan two people at the same time, please don't scan two people at the same time"

"???"

Hearing the beep of the instrument, a series of question marks first appeared in Xiahou Aotian's mind, then his scalp became numb, and an unspeakable chill came to his heart.

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)