A-level spirit master

"Don't tell him!" Ming Jian shouted.

"Fat Langshen, Zhu Jian's alias." Shen Cun laughed and dismantled the stage, realizing that there was no need to control Gu Yan, he let go of his hand.

"...? Hahahahahahahahahaha!!" Gu Yan lay on the sofa in a daze for a second, then laughed wildly, "Is it the three words I imagined?"

Ximeng also laughed: "It is said that bullocks have a leopard face, cow ears and eyes, and oxtails that can make loud noises. They are extremely powerful and good at shooting. They are also known as fat man gods. They hold their tails in their mouths when they walk, and curl their tails when they rest. "

Gu Yan: "Hahaha walk with your tail in your mouth and twiddle your tail when you rest hahaha stupid and cute, so fucking cute..."

Ming Jian said quietly: "Your uncle, take a closer look, I think this poster seems to be pretty good..."

Gu Yan laughed for a second, and said seriously: "It's not very good to write the alias or something, why don't you redo it."

Mingming smiled and bent over: "It was originally just to amuse you. The real poster will be made after Gu Yan has Mailing. Oh yes." She took out the notepad: "Because of the event, Jilingtang will be released a few days in advance. The sky is open. Tomorrow at eight o'clock, I will take you to choose the suitable pulse spirit."

Gu Yan licked her lower lip: "What do I need to prepare?"

Mingming thought for a while and teased him: "Well... just wash it up. The meeting is over, let's clean up!"

Gu Yan keeps wandering while cleaning, like a student who is about to release the results of the college entrance examination.

"Brother Cun." Holding the broom, he approached Shen Cun straight, stroked his hair, and sighed, "Could I be mistaken, I'm not A-level, not even a spirit master."

Shen Cun put one hand on the handle of the mop, and tilted his head: "Zaifengniao has been summoned many times, how could it not be a spirit master."

Gu Yan was relieved a little, and then said again: "What if I am matched with a B-rank?" B-rank dominance is a fart, the innate equipment is much worse.

Shen Cun suddenly raised his hand, touched Gu Yan's spiritual seal below his collarbone, closed his eyes, and opened them slowly after a few seconds: "Your spiritual seal is very deep, it cannot be B-level."

Gu Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn, I haven't been this nervous for a long time."

Su Yu appeared out of nowhere, leaned against the refrigerator door, and said leisurely, "Relax. You are a very special spirit master."

Gu Yan twitched the corner of her mouth: "It's really special, I heard that it's rare for Lingyin to wake up so late."

"No." Su Yu shook his slender index finger, "Did you know that in the same period, there has never been a No. 11 A-level spirit master."

Gu Yan doesn't know why.

"Since ancient times, the Tianyu Spirit Office has at most five, and the Earth and Universe Fengling Bureau also has five. But soon, this balance will be broken..." Su Yu patted Gu Yan on the shoulder, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "So, you are a very important person."

Gu Yan froze in place, unable to think of what to say for a moment.

Shen Cun said helplessly: "Don't scare him. Hurry up and work."

Su Yu shrugged.

Gu Yan opened the refrigerator and was about to sort out more than a dozen bottles of Zhu Yuguo. He inadvertently caught a glimpse of the advertisement on the bottle and said in surprise, "Damn it? Why does this domineering president look so much like you?" No wonder they felt familiar when they met for the first time.

"...I was discovered by you." Su Yu touched his chin, "It was endorsed many years ago. Hey, I think back then in order to survive, I had to sell my beauty."

……

Su Yu's words had a great impact on Gu Yan, and contributed to the night of tossing and turning, with sleepless dreams.Gu Yan has lived for 22 years. Although his personality has been raised to act recklessly, overall, he is not a deviant person.What the special 'No.11 person' represents, he cannot imagine with his limited experience.

"Damn it, soldiers come to block you, water comes to cover you." Gu Yan sighed and forced himself to sleep.

The night passed in the blink of an eye.Gu Yan woke up without waiting for the alarm clock to ring, sat on the bed in a daze for more than ten minutes, took a shot of Glory, and took a shower again.Anyway, it suppressed some tension.

He got dressed and went to the lobby on the first floor, where Ming Ming was already waiting.

"Let's go."

As soon as Gu Yan touched the handle of the bicycle parked at the door, Ming Ming grabbed him back: "Today is an important day, let's take a taxi."

"Take a taxi?"

"Yes, we have an appointment, we will be there right away." Ming Ming laughed.

While speaking, a tricycle slowly approached, and stopped in front of the two with a 'squeak': "Ms. Ming's appointment of the car, to send to the mourning hall?"

Gu Yan: "..."

Ming Ming nodded: "It's me."

The owner said: "15 milliliters of spirit-inducing syrup."

Ming Ming took out a small bottle and threw it over.

The owner put it in his arms: "Get in the car."

"Why are you standing there, go in." Ming Ming patted Gu Yan on the shoulder.

"...I can go there by bike." Gu Yan felt that this little broken bike might not be able to bear his own weight, and he was afraid that his ass would fall apart.

"My car is of good quality. I just oiled the chain this morning!" said the owner.

Gu Yan couldn't help but sit in the small bucket of the tricycle.Occasionally, he turned his head, and saw four pairs of eyes looking eagerly from the viewing platform of the High Executive Department.

Ximeng: "Brother Gu Yan—you can go boldly—! Come on——!"

Ming Jian: "There's nothing to be afraid of—! I wasn't nervous at all! Not nervous at all—!"

Su Yu: "Good luck."

Shen Cun: "...the driver seems to be getting impatient."

Gu Yan bowed his head in joy, and waved goodbye: "Wait for the young master to come back—!"

Mingming greeted: "Master, you can go."

"Both of you, sit tight~!"

The tricycle started rattling.

Ming Ming sat across from Gu Yan, her silver earrings dangling back and forth with the car: "Hey boy, are you nervous?"

Gu Yan struggled to change his sitting position in the narrow cabin: "It's okay."

Mingming said: "Understood, after all, there is only one time in a lifetime."

"...I heard that Shen Cun has been there three times...?"

Mingming shrugged: "Well, he is a regular customer."

Gu Yan was puzzled: "What's going on?"

"It is indeed a strange phenomenon. The first two times when Shen Cun entered the Jiling Hall, all the pulse spirits were as silent as death. The third time almost caused a riot. The pulse spirits were in a state of madness. Several almost broke through the seal. The management held several meetings without discussing it. provide a reasonable explanation."

"Oh... I also heard that he was S-rank before?"

Ming Ming smiled and said, "It's not a secret. Shen Cun only joined Tianyu four years ago, and it was precisely because he fell from the list of S-rank strongmen."

"Because a more powerful spirit master appeared?" Gu Yan raised his eyebrows.

"It's not stronger, it's more justifiable." Ming Ming looked at the hump-backed Yanliu who was slowly retreating outside the car, "Although Shen Cun doesn't have a pulse spirit, his spirit seal is deep, and his combat power and physical functions are completely comparable to those under spirit transformation. An A-level spirit master, even an S-level spirit master, is not far behind. However, he is not a spirit trainer listed according to the pulse spirit level. He was classified as an S-level master at the beginning because there was always a vacancy for an S-level Sifang Lingjun. Later, the real [Xi Jun Huang Ze] appeared, and he will also give way."

Gu Yan suddenly thought of something, but didn't say anything.

Ming Ming looked at him with a smile: "I know what you're thinking. Shen Cun doesn't have a pulse spirit, and since he's not S-level, he probably isn't A-level either, but this possibility is unlikely, and it will never happen below A-level." A powerful spirit master... We will know the truth after a while."

after a while?Gu Yan wanted to ask in detail, but the tricycle stopped by chance: "Here we are, get off slowly, both of you."

Ming Ming said, "Ah, thank you, Master."

The two jumped off the tricycle.

Gu Yan raised his head, the building in front of him was old and tall, and there were three big characters on the iron red plaque: Jiling Hall.

The solemn and deep coercion rushed over, and the world seemed to be silent, the wind stopped, the forest was quiet, and the insects and birds did not rest.

Ming Ming took his arm: "Don't be nervous."

There was a hazy reflection on the pitch-black marble floor, and Ming Ming took out the warrant and application form from his bag: "Uncle Xu, I'm sorry."

Xu Bonian was nearly sixty years old, with gray hair. He put on reading glasses and carefully read the seal on the application form: "Is this the quasi-A grade?"

Gu Yan hadn't been so nervous for a long time, his palms were covered with sweat, and he nodded at the old man expressionlessly.

Uncle Chen took a careful look at Gu Yan from the top of his glasses: "Hey... little guy, good luck." He leaned on his crutches and tremblingly touched the wall behind him, and stuck the warrant into a certain groove.With a flash of silver light, the tightly-fitting wall cracked along a brick crack in the middle, and the walls on the left and right shrank cleanly, revealing two deep holes that were one person high.

Ming Ming said warmly: "There is a U-shaped tunnel inside, you go in through the opening on the left, turn around, and everything will be settled."

Uncle Chen waved: "Go quickly."

Gu Yan took a deep breath and walked in.

The cool air and water film usually wraps around the body instantly, and the green ground lamp is nailed into the center of the uneven ground to remind passers-by of the direction of the road.In addition, the sight is pitch black, the ears are as silent as a tomb, and the whole space seems to be only the sound of breathing and footsteps.But inexplicably, Gu Yan felt countless pairs of eyes on him, and even whispered and laughed.An indescribable depressive atmosphere wrapped around Gu Yan's body, he rubbed his arms, goosebumps arose one after another.

Gu Yan's heart trembled, the dark tunnel under his feet seemed to never end.

"Cough," I don't know how long it has been, let alone how far I have gone, Gu Yan broke the silence before collapsing, put his hands in his pockets, and gagged in a bland manner, "Everyone, Gu Yan, gender male, male-loving , 22 years old. Now studying at the School of History and Archives, University of C. Since childhood, he has been excellent in learning and learning, respects the old and loves the young, and has no bad habits. I joined Tianyu Spiritual Institute half a month ago. It is a great honor to meet all of you. I hope to find my true heart and spirit, and spend the rest of my life together..." After saying a few words without thinking, Gu Yan's uneasy feeling gradually dissipated, and he groped around on the wall like a bear child, and even squatted in the mood Get down and study the ground lamp.

"Why did this light suddenly go out?" Gu Yan tilted his head, "It needs to be repaired..."

Before the words were finished, the floor lamps in the aisle were suddenly extinguished in large sections, and the entire tunnel was plunged into endless darkness in the blink of an eye.The sudden change made Gu Yan startled, his eyes were dimmed, as if he was buried deep in the ground.At this moment, a group of pale golden halos flew towards him, and quickly penetrated into Gu Yan's spirit seal.

Gu Yan was stunned for a moment, before he could react, the piercing pain crawled into his limbs like a thin snake, his tendons and blood vessels seemed to be stretched, but his bones were extremely itchy.

"...What the hell..." Gu Yan snorted, curled up on the ground, cold sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead one by one, and he couldn't help but groan in pain...

Outside the tunnel, Xu Bo's turbid eyes suddenly lit up, and unbelievable emotions covered every fine line of his old face: "It's actually... [Prayer Ji]!!!"

Ming Ming flicked her fingers, and starry soot fell on the fine suit skirt: "What?!!"

……

Gu Yan woke up from the coma, he lay on the bed for a few seconds, and gradually regained his sanity.What jumps into the eye is the familiar flower and fruit-shaped chandelier in the bedroom. When the eyes move down, there are landscape oil paintings on the beige wall.The members of the high executive department either stood or sat, silently gathered in his room.

"What kind of expressions are you...?"