spirit walker

Chapter 650
Fusion of demigod-level items, and it is an evil profession, I always feel like I am dying, Mr. President, you must protect me, if something happens, I will take care of your family Zhang Yuanqing muttered uncomfortably, and asked road:

"How to fuse it?"

Mr. President leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "cut open the chest and bring it closer to the heart."

Zhang Yuanqing opened the inventory, grabbed the Zilei Hammer, and pressed the sharp triangular thorn on the head of the handle against his chest. Just as he was about to stab it into the chest, he suddenly remembered something:
"No, the triangular thorn has the effect of piercing armor and bleeding, and the bleeding effect of the master level will kill me. Mr. President, borrow a knife."

The president shook his head: "Don't even have low-level sharp weapons, it's too poor."

Saying that, the probe grabbed the void and pulled out a black lacquered saber.

The despised prop Tianzun took the saber and cut open his chest, revealing the beating heart in the chest cavity.

The warm blood stained the clothes, and the strong smell of blood lingered in the bedroom. Zhang Yuanqing ignored the pain of opening his chest, and carefully held the dark brown heart and brought it to his chest.

The dark brown heart in the palm of the hand instantly "melted" into a sticky black substance, which wrapped the tender red and throbbing heart, so Zhang Yuanqing's heart was dyed pitch black.

boom!
Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts exploded, and his emotions exploded.

Scenes of the past half a year came to my mind, the exhaustion and despair hovering between the difficult dungeons, the fear and pain of struggling on the edge of life and death, surging endlessly at this moment.

The death of Master Wuhen, the humiliation and regret that the hotel team did not seek justice until their death, the anger and resentment, the grief and indignation of the trial meeting.
All kinds of past events came to my mind and turned into raging negative emotions.

Zhang Yuanqing's rationality collapsed under the impact of negative emotions, and his heart was filled with the urge to destroy the world.

At this time, the chairman's low voice reminded: "Running the divine power of the sun."

Confused, he instinctively followed suit, using the divine power of the sun to revive the golden light sleeping in his body.

The divine power of the sun with the purification attribute greatly alleviated the chaotic negative energy, allowing Zhang Yuanqing to regain a trace of himself.

He knelt on the ground, leaning forward slightly, panting for breath while looking at his chest.

The surface of the heart is completely covered by pitch-black substances, and these substances flow rapidly, crazily drilling into the atrium.

These pitch-black substances are still very active, and there is no sign of stabilization at all, indicating that the fusion has just begun and is far from over.

This is still a sealed phantom item. One can imagine how terrifying the unsealed heart is. Master Wuhen has cultivated his heart for [-] years, and his will has already become as hard as steel. There is still a huge gap between myself and the boss.

"You have passed the first stage, concentrate on it." The president warned.

The next round of emotional shock comes, and unsatisfactory encounters in life come one after another, such as the loneliness of childhood, the indifference of mother, the bullying of classmates, the anxiety of being dependent on others
Those tragic, sad, and painful emotions in life are surging at this moment.

Zhang Yuanqing once again had the urge to destroy the world and himself.

"Ugh"

He growled in pain, his facial expression was completely ferocious, chaotic stars flickered on his body, and a mysterious and dreamy nebula appeared on his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, a gray brilliance appeared in the chaotic and flickering starlight, and within the brilliance were faces of joyful, angry, sad and joyful faces, which were the manifestation of the illusionist's spiritual power.

And the Nebula mark on his forehead was also stained with a gray brilliance, and Nebula gradually distorted into a face intertwined with crying and laughing.

The thin divine power of the sun was suppressed inside the body.

It lasted like this for more than ten minutes, the starlight gradually dimmed, and the nebula mark gradually transformed into a "wry smile intertwined" smiling face.

He has been invaded by evil forces.

If this continues, the Yeyoushen character card will be transformed into a mesmer character card.

Mr. President watched silently.

Zhang Yuanqing lost consciousness little by little, and his heart was filled with hatred and negative emotions. Just when he was about to transform into an illusionist, the voice of chanting the Buddha's name suddenly sounded in his dark heart:
"Life and death, reincarnation is endless, light and darkness are intertwined in disorder, and all things bear yin and embrace yang, which is the right way. Only after seeing darkness, should one's heart turn to light. Remember, remember! Amitabha."

The voice was gentle and deep, but it was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, deafening to the ears.

This voice, like a ray of dawn in the darkness, illuminates the truth and kindness in Zhang Yuanqing's human nature.

The turbulent negative emotions quickly calmed down, his sanity returned, the face mark on Zhang Yuanqing's forehead faded, and the gray energy on his body surface returned to his heart.

"Master Wuhen." Zhang Yuanqing whispered to himself, tears streaming down his face.

In the ear, the president's applause sounded: "Congratulations, the fusion is successful."

Looking down, Zhang Yuanqing saw that the heart in his chest had turned dark brown, and the pitch-black substance had become solidified, dull, and lifeless.

"Successful." Zhang Yuanqing lay down on the bed, panting heavily as if exhausted, and at the same time felt the power of the illusionist profession imprinted in his genes.

First of all, he has all the skills from the illusionist to the dream master, and has become a true dual-professional walker, combining the skills of the two peak occupations of the illusionist and the night tour god.

Secondly, he got one of the great powers of the heart (Phantom God): modifying the ID of the spirit realm.

Transformation is the core trick of illusionists. Changing appearance, figure, breath, and the scout's insight technique are difficult to see through. Only the star officer's astrology technique can restrain it.

This ability has reached the demigod stage, and it has directly become the ability to "modify the ID of the spiritual realm".

At present, he can only modify his own spiritual realm ID. This function seems a bit tasteless, but Zhang Yuanqing is very clear that this function is still in the sealing stage, and as the seal is loosened, the ability will gradually strengthen.

Zhang Yuanqing has a vague premonition that within half a month, this function will be completely revived. It is worth looking forward to what special features it has.

It is worth mentioning that the seal of the heart is dissipating all the time, and with its recovery, the erosion of evil forces will become more serious.

Zhang Yuanqing must become the Lord of the Sun within 180 days, suppress the phantom god items, or find a way to take them out before the seal is lifted, otherwise he will become a fallen night wandering god like Lingtuo.

"You really have potential. My vision has always been good." Mr. President said in a relaxed tone: "Phantom god items are recovering all the time, you must become a Japanese wandering god in the killing dungeon at the end of the year, otherwise you won't be able to wait for 180 days , it will completely invade your character card and transform you into an illusionist."

After speaking, he raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and disappeared into the room.

Zhang Yuanqing took off his blood-stained underwear, skillfully opened the closet, and went into the bathroom to wash his body. It was late at night, and his aunt and grandparents were all asleep.

After washing up, he went back to his room, called Guan Ya and Fu Qingyang to report his safety, and then told Fu Qingyang the investment of Fusion Phantom God Heart, Beauty God Association and Merchant Guild.

"For you, the timing of this item's appearance is just right. You can pretend to be an illusionist overseas. With the slippery and treacherous characteristics of an illusionist, you can calmly retreat if you offend the master. But..."

"But what?"

"But you have a lot of karma." Mr. Qian swears unprecedentedly.

It is not easy to resurrect him once, and the womb of the mother god can only be used once, which is the rule.If Yuan Shi dies again, the gods will have nothing to do.

Mr. Qian is a little tired.

You think I'm annoying so soon, so the love has disappeared, right? Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart, and said wittily:
"Don't worry, boss, I will keep a low profile and never cause trouble overseas."

"I hope! It's not bad for you to harm the first district." Fu Qingyang snorted, "When will you leave? The funds have been prepared, 3000 million federal currency, not much, you save some money, if you don't have enough, you can find it again I."

If converted into Chinese currency, are there two small goals?Zhang Yuanqing nodded and bowed: "Thank you, boss! We will leave in three days."

After finishing the call, Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed, thinking about preparations before going abroad.

Grandpa and grandma don't need to explain, anyway, in the hearts of the family, Motoko, accompanied by a rich wife and girlfriend, has become a little boy who eats others and sleeps with others, and is reluctant to miss home.

He originally wanted to take the whole family abroad, but on second thought, Yuanshi Tianzun had already returned to the spiritual realm, and no one would persevere in checking the identity of a dead person.

Therefore, the family of grandpa and grandma is worse than being quiet.

For the Five Elements League and Taiyi Sect, the resurrection from the dead cannot be disclosed, but there is no need to say goodbye.

"Well, I have to take back the props given to the gang members. I am not dead, and the inheritance donation is considered invalid. It is reasonable and reasonable. Gang members cannot betray each other, but I still have to find the boss and borrow the knight badge to add a layer of insurance."

Do as soon as you think of it, Zhang Yuanqing opened the gang interface, selected the copy of "Mozong Mechanism City", and then selected all the saints except Ryo Asano.

Beijing, apartment building.

In the warm-colored female bedroom, Sun Miaomiao curled up on the bed, tossing and turning.

Since Yuanshi Tianzun returned to the spiritual realm, she has been depressed, and she can't even arouse her favorite keystrokes, and sleeps for less than three hours a day.

Grandpa said it was a heart disease, and that mental trauma could not be treated with medicine, so she asked the organization to apply for illusionist props to heal the emotional trauma.

But Sun Miaomiao didn't want to do this. She didn't want to use this form to erase the trauma caused by Yuanshi Tianzun's return to the spiritual realm. This is not a kind of betrayal.

At this time, a reminder from the spirit world came from the ear:

【Opening gang dungeon.】

[Number: 039, Mozong Trick City. 】

【Difficulty Level: S】

[Type: Multiplayer (death category)]

[Main task: Cleared. 】

[Remarks: Non-spiritual objects cannot be brought in. 】

Sun Miaomiao jumped up from the bed, dumbfounded.

In the office of Chaoyang District Public Security Bureau, Zhao Chenghuang was working at his desk, dealing with the aftermath of Bishop Bing's invasion of the capital.

He is not as emotional as Sun Miaomiao. As a man who is not good at expressing emotions, he will bury his sadness and regrets in his heart, and occasionally take them out to taste and cherish the memory of his old friends.

Most of the time, he will not be dominated by emotions.

But following a reminder from the spirit world, this man who is not good at expressing his emotions was stunned at his desk:
【Opening gang dungeon.】

[Number: 039, Mozong Trick City. 】

Songhai, Mechanism Research Company.

In the bathroom, Xiahou Aotian, who was wearing pajamas and squatting on the toilet, was suddenly taken aback, and then showed an unbelievable expression:
"Bang, the gang spirit realm has been opened? Old man, old man, what's going on?"

"How do I know? Didn't you say that the gang copy can only be opened by the gang leader?"

"Yuanshi Tianzun him" Xiahou Aotian was stunned, a crazy conjecture appeared in his heart, and this conjecture made him feel like an electric current passed through him.

The ring old man was silent for a while, and reminded: "Don't worry about why the gang dungeon is opened, are you sure you want to enter the spirit realm in the current state."

In such a state, Xiahou Aotian suddenly changed color, and pulled out the roll paper at the fastest speed in his life.

Huadu.

In the bedroom of a high-end residence, Brother Hongji, who was leaning on his girlfriend to make out, venting his depressed mood for the past few days, suddenly froze.

Seeing that he stopped, but did not reach the last step, the woman below couldn't help but opened her eyes and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The red chicken jumped up, and the angry dragon came out of the hole, searching all over the place: "Wait a minute, where are my underwear, wait a minute, where are my underwear"

Crab City, rental house.

Xiaoyuan, who was insomnia, heard the voice of the spirit realm, and she stood up abruptly, staring ahead in a daze, her breathing became more and more rapid, and she recalled the words of the mysterious man:

"Just wait at home, there will be good news in the near future!"

She seemed to have a premonition of something, and her eyes were instantly moist: "Yuanshi."

Songhai.

In the bedroom with the curtains closed, the sleeping Tianxia Guihuo suddenly opened his eyes, his always calm face was full of astonishment and shock.

Next to him was a woman with fair skin and a graceful figure.

As a mature man with power in his hands, he naturally couldn't be single. It took him a while to figure out what was meant behind the opening of the gang dungeon.

Then, finding that there was not enough time for him to dress.

Without the slightest hesitation, Tianxia Guihuo pushed the woman out of the bed, grabbed the corner of the quilt, rolled over, and wrapped herself up.

Mo Zong's organ city, the blue sky is like washing, and the clouds are frozen in the sky like cotton candy.

Zhang Yuanqing stood on a narrow path, with dense forests in front of him, and vast mountains that undulate like dragons in the distance, and the field behind him was covered with undulating green grass, dotted with colorful wild flowers here and there.

After waiting in silence for a moment, he saw the gang members from Return of the Dead appearing in his field of vision one by one.

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)