The legend of the craftsman

As Du Ze expected, after Yao Ziqing woke up, the entire Huasu exploded.

A genius at the fifth level of the craftsman rank was found by the hospital to be a waste material without mental strength after being in a coma for a night. This horrifying news spread throughout Huasu in only half a day.

In the living room of Yao's house, Yao Ziqing, who asked to go home to rest, was wearing a plain dress, sitting on the guest seat in his living room with a cautious expression, his face was pale from a serious illness, and the broken skin on his forehead had scabbed, flirtatiously. His appearance was also a little pitiful because of the paleness.

Wen Yujun, who was wearing a dark purple robe on the first seat, looked at Yao Ziqing with a serious face, "Tell me about the situation at that time carefully." His imposing manner was majestic.

Yao Ziqing glanced at the handsome Du Ruochen opposite him with a clear expression, and after receiving his encouraging eyes, he said in a low voice: "That moment happened too fast, first he escaped my mental pursuit, Then I passed out. I really don't know what he did." As he spoke, his eye circles turned red, and he looked at the opposite side with tears in his eyes - his baby kiss Du Ruochen.

Du Ruochen's heart trembled when he was watched, and he couldn't help changing the topic: "Master, how is Ziqing's current situation?"

Wen Yujun loves his disciple very much. Firstly, Du Ruochen is good enough to overwhelm the crowd among his peers. He has already stepped into the sixth level a month ago, and he can already be called a god in the eyes of ordinary people.Secondly, he is the son of his best friend for many years, and he is not comparable to other apprentices emotionally.

Wen Yujun saw that his disciple was quite protective of Yao Ziqing, so he said patiently: "The spiritual core is intact, but the spiritual power is sealed inside."

"Master, is there any way?" Du Ruochen asked hastily.

Wen Yujun pondered for a moment. He could sense Yao Ziqing's situation, but it didn't mean there was a solution. This was the first time he had seen such a situation.The key to solving this problem is to find someone who designed this seal structure.Of course, this person must be found, because he is very eager for this kind of structure that can block the spiritual core.

Du Ruochen obviously also thought that the key to this matter lies in the designer, but he was afraid that Master would not agree to find someone, so he urged: "Master, this kind of structure that can block spiritual power is too dangerous, we must investigate clearly and prohibit others from doing so." Otherwise, it will definitely become a factor of social instability.”

Wen Yujun nodded, "You're right. We have to go to the principal of the First Craftsman Academy. He must be the most clear about the cause and effect of this matter, so he has to give us an explanation." Can design this structure And it was Yu Haoyan who gave it to his students to use.

After speaking, he stood up, ignoring Yao's father who was always accompanying him in the main seat, and took Du Ruochen directly out of Yao's house.

On the contrary, when Du Ruochen left, he nodded to his future father-in-law, and expressed affectionate comfort to Yao Ziqing: "Ziqing, don't worry, I will find a way to help you unblock him."

Yao Ziqing nodded softly and obediently.

After the two left, the obedient expression on her face was replaced by distorted muscles. She grabbed the cup on the coffee table and slammed it against the wall.

"Pa—" The porcelain shattered, and pieces of porcelain splashed.The servants around didn't dare to move, and some unlucky ones scratched their faces with the tiles.The blood slid down his face but he didn't dare to wipe it, for fear of attracting attention and imminent disaster.

Father Yao seemed to have never seen him, and continued to work on his own murals, drinking tea in a leisurely manner.

After venting his twisted heart, Yao Ziqing stood up happily, and hurriedly walked towards his yard.She didn't believe that her spiritual power was blocked like this, no, absolutely not, she still had that exercise that suddenly appeared in her mind, she must still have hope!

When he left the living room and rushed across the corridor, he bumped into a boy with dyed yellow hair, puffy eyes and fluttering footsteps, who was five points similar to her in appearance.

Before Yao Ziqing could react, the boy hid obediently behind the pillars of the corridor, lowered his head, as if a mouse saw a cat.

Yao Ziqing sneered coldly, and continued walking towards his yard.

Behind her, the young man came out from behind the pillar, and the cowardice on Yao Ziqing's back face completely disappeared, leaving only malicious comfort.

As the top power in this world, the Heavenly Craftsman Palace, the craftsman god in the palace is unscrupulous towards laymen.After Wen Yujun came out from Yao's house, he led Du Ruochen straight into Yu Haoyan's office as if no one was there.

Wen Yujun's eyelids twitched after seeing the poor office conditions in the principal's office and the three people sitting and talking happily.

Yu Haoyan and Mingwei stood up and cupped their hands at Wen Yujun.

"I don't know what advice Wen Jiangshen has come to me." Yu Haoyan said with a gentle attitude.

"It's not enough to teach you." Wen Yujun walked directly to Yu Haoyan's rocking chair, "I have a few things I want to ask you."

He glanced coldly at the overly handsome boy who was sitting still, and when he saw his broken leg, he withdrew his gaze and sat down on the rocking chair with dissatisfaction, "I heard that you cracked the material of 'Peregrine Falcon' ?”

"This is a misrepresentation." Yu Haoyan looked back without moving.

"Ming people don't say dark words, I want this formula, please make a price."

"It's true, I don't have this formula." Yu Haoyan looked down.

Sensing Yu Haoyan's looking down, Wen Yujun stood up a little angrily, "You have to think about it carefully!"

Yu Haoyan spread his hands together, and said sincerely: "God Wen Jiang, I really don't have this formula, if I have one, I will definitely give it to you, and I won't charge anything."

Wen Yujun looked at Yu Haoyan coldly, and sneered, "So you don't know anything about Yao Ziqing?"

"Swords have no eyes, and occasional accidental injuries are unavoidable. Besides, our team members are still alive and dead. Is it too much for Wen Jiangshen to pursue responsibility at this time?" Yu Haoyan's tone became tougher.

Wen Yujun flicked the sleeves of his robe, piercing Yu Haoyan with icy cold eyes, "You--yes--very!" He walked out angrily.

Du Ruochen glanced coldly at Du Ze who was sitting on the chair, and followed him out.

Du Ze looked back without changing his face. He is always a person who takes soft things rather than hard things, let alone someone who has already offended him.

Even so, after the people from Tianjiang Palace left, Du Ze looked at Yu Haoyan with worried eyes: "Master, did they misunderstand something? You can't be blamed for this matter, Master, it's too dangerous."

Yu Haoyan smiled heartily, and lovingly patted Du Ze's head, "I hope I can recite this kind of scapegoat a few more times, you have to work hard."

After speaking, his tone changed, and a sharp air flowed out, "Our Ruichang is so easy to provoke. Besides, Wen Yujun is not the one who has the final say in Tianjiang Palace."

"That's right, Ozawa, grandpa can protect you no matter what." Mingwei said without hesitation.

Du Ze looked at Ming Wei with some embarrassment and twitched his lips.Before the "Plague God" came, this "grandfather" was happily "discussing" with him how to hold a grand welcome ceremony to welcome him home, and even took out the list of people to be invited to the banquet.

The first one is the emperor of Pusules - You Moxun.Well, he finally found out that You Moyan's bastard had royal blood.

Just as Ming Wei continued to express his sincerity with great interest and "discussed" the welcome ceremony with Du Ze, Yao Ziqing entered his yard with a distorted expression.

He went straight to the bookshelf, pulled out a book with a red cover, and moved the one-meter-wide bookshelf to the left, revealing a passage that only allowed one person to pass through.

Yao Ziqing stepped in, and the bookshelf recovered behind her.Yao Ziqing quickly walked down the dark passage, walking quickly, obviously accustomed to walking.

After reaching the bottom three meters down, she walked forward along the path for about 500 meters. The lights are lit within the nine grids.

This way of opening the door made her even more resentful. Usually, she only needs to input the spiritual imprint, so how could she use such a humble way of opening the door.

The door slowly opened, and Yao Ziqing stepped in. Behind the door was a hellish world.

A disgusting smell rushed straight to the tip of the nose. A pit was dug on the ground, and the pit was overflowing with urine and feces, which was the source of the foul smell.The only light is embedded on the wall, and even this only light source is so dim that only the outline of the room can be seen clearly.Around the pit, there were ten men and women lying or squatting, with iron chains as thick as children's arms tied around their necks, and the other end of the chains was nailed deeply into the soil.

After seeing Yao Ziqing, the man standing in the corner hiding his figure walked to the light source, bowed his head respectfully to Yao Ziqing, "Master." His eyes flickered in places where Yao Ziqing could not see.

Yao Ziqing ignored him at all, walked directly to the man who was crawling away from her, and squatted down.Grabbing his head with his body, running the exercises silently will absorb his spiritual power.

But this time was different from the past, even though she was frantically trying to use the exercises, there was still no movement.Nor did the slightest amount of mental power flow into the spiritual core, or she couldn't even feel a trace of this person's spiritual power.

Yao Ziqing's face became even more distorted, and his strange face looked like a ghost under the dim light. She shook off the man's head and stood up, "Deal with him!"

"Yes." The man who looked like a guard broke the man's neck in front of Yao Ziqing.

The blood didn't relieve Yao Ziqing's irritability. After the last hole card failed, she suppressed her anger and irritability and went back to her room, constantly comforting herself that she still had Du Ruochen to rely on.

It was night, and the guard threw the man to the kings. Before leaving, he looked at the man's body and showed an inexplicable smile.