Spirit Realm Walker

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

This master of Lao Bangzi, in order to break through the realm, forcibly cultivated the mind of an illusionist, but as a result he went crazy and turned into a murderous lunatic.

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

——The role card will limit the spiritual power of the spiritual realm practitioner to practice other professions.

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

Emperor Wa is the proof.

Emperor Wa has dual professions: musician and bachelor, but she is not crazy, which shows that lawful professions can be practiced dually, 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 practicing evil spiritual powers and preventing them from being "contaminated".

But what do we mean by self-defense mechanisms in the spiritual realm?

[Yuanshi Tianzun: The character card should protect the lawful profession, right? What does the self-defense mechanism of the spiritual 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 whether to answer you or not. I don’t want to tell you now. 】

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

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

The babble of demigods, even if they are complaints and useless nonsense, is priceless intelligence secrets to low-level spiritual practitioners.

"Compared to the strict official regulations, freelancers are more straightforward and willing to say that the King of Fear is a good intelligence base, but we cannot let down our vigilance and ignore the characteristics of evil professions."

The King of Fear is essentially a murderous, unscrupulous maniac.

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

Their personalities may be interesting, but they never blink an eye when it comes to killing people.

Exiting the chat interface and deleting the chat history of King of Fear, Zhang Yuanqing left the desk and walked to the window, staring blankly at the flower garden bathed in the bright sunshine.

Midsummer has passed, it's early autumn, and it's August.

In one week, there will be a dungeon, ushering in the second dungeon after becoming a star officer - a multiplayer dungeon.

The prophecy of the Magic Mirror of Fate is ringing in his ears, and he only has three months to live.

Three months is neither long nor short. After all, he has only been a spiritual practitioner for more than four months.

There is currently no sign of the future crisis that will lead to his death.

Zhang Yuanqing himself had no clue about this and couldn't even prepare for a rainy day.

Therefore, he developed a strong desire for astrology. Only level 5 star officials can learn astrology. With the aid of the Great Compass Astrolabe, his level of deduction should be comparable to level 6.

At that time, where the death crisis comes from, how it arises, and who the enemy is can be revealed through astrology.

"It would be great if I could get the secret method of Taiyi. I really can't major in the stars. The revelation I get should be more accurate 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 technique from Taiyi Sect? 】

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

[Yinji: This is the secret of Taiyi Sect. Please don’t ask me any more questions like this. 】

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

Zhang Yuanqing said to himself, after not seeing each other for a few days, have you forgotten all about our friendship? We can be considered friends after all.

His suddenly bad relationship with the opposite sex made him vaguely aware that something was wrong, but he couldn't put it into words.

Zhang Yuanqing did not waste his thoughts on unimportant things, and instead thought about the action to save the magic eye.

He didn't want to risk it if he could.

"The curse the King of Fear placed on me is that if I don't rescue the Demon Eye within a month, I will definitely die. The curse is not the point, the point is that he used 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 the last sentence - the curse will never be eliminated.

With perfect human skin, he can completely transfer the cause and effect, let the clone wear human skin, violate the contract, and after the power of the contract kills the clone, he can turn to Lao Bangzi to purify the curse for himself.

But if you use perfect human skin with the idea of ​​​​eliminating the curse, will you be killed by the power of the contract on the spot?

Before the clone could put on human skin, the main body returned to the spiritual realm first.

"This needs special attention. When using human skin in the future, you must control your thoughts and not think in this direction. But as long as I wear human skin, can I perform the operation?"

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 Demon Eye, so I survived? Well, it's also possible that I successfully rescued the Demon Eye."

Rescue the Demon Eye and reap the favor of the other party. If you don't save the Demon Eye, although you can ensure temporary peace, the King of Fear will wonder how Yuanshi Tianzun avoided the contract and the curse.

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

After thinking for a moment, he decided to put the matter aside for a while and wait until he reached level 5 to learn stargazing. Based on the stargazing revelation, he decided to consider whether to save the magic eye.

Kangyang Intercontinental Hotel, revolving restaurant.

Lingjun 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 separations and encounters. Today's separation may be for the sake of tomorrow's encounter. My beloved girl, the beautiful scenery is always in front of you. I can't go on with you anymore. Go ahead, you are Free bird."

The fact is that he has spent all his money and has to wait for Baihuahui and Taiyimen to pay his salary next month before he can continue to pick up girls.

A delicate and fashionable woman with a wavy face and a brand-name outfit took the jewelry box with a look of reluctance on her face and said plaintively:

"Lingjun, then when I come to you in the future, you are not allowed to reject me, you are not allowed to block me, and you are not allowed to ignore my calls."

Lingjun's smile was gentle and sunny, "You will always have my gentleness."

At this time, the phone rang.

"Sorry, I'll take a call." Lingjun stood up and left the table.

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

"Uncle Zhao, what are your orders?"

A middle-aged male 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 and observe his changes, especially in terms of props and materials."

Lingjun was stunned: "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man briefly told Lingjun what happened at Qin Feng Academy.

"That's it." Lingjun narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly:

"Uncle, does he suspect that Yuanshi Tianzun has solved the hidden mission? No problem, I will keep an eye on him. Oh, Qin Feng's hidden mission has not been solved yet. I hope that Yuanshi Tianzun has succeeded. In this wedding dress, we Baihua will be very happy like."

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

"Understood, Yuanshi Tianzun trusts me very much. It's not difficult to get information. Just wait for my good news." Lingjun raised the corner of his mouth.

"What's the matter with you kid? You can't do anything big. My uncle doubts you."

In the cigar room, Lingjun lay lazily on a soft chair with his legs crossed. He was extremely disappointed with the student's ability to do things: "When I heard Fu Qingyang talk to you about the hidden mission the other day, I knew you two had a plan."

Before Zhang Yuanqing could speak, Fu Qingyang, who was sitting on the sofa, said calmly:

"It doesn't matter, they have no evidence, and I won't let people from Baihua Club contact Yuanshi."

After saying that, Mr. Qian glanced at Lingjun:

"From now on, you can ask me to reimburse you for all your expenses in Songhai. I will give you the tiger skin in the warehouse of the White Tiger Guard gang."

Lingjun understood: "Uncle, I'll deal with it on behalf of Yuan Shi."

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

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

Fu Qingyang held his cigar between his legs, picked up the whiskey on the table and took a sip, "Red Line."

"What?"

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

"Pfft!" The playboy laughed, "If you cut the red thread, you will be nothing more than a leaf among thousands of flowers, because no woman will like you at all."

Then am I just like Mrs. Sanyangkai, who doesn’t even have the word “fuck” anymore? No more women throw themselves into their arms?

Zhang Yuanqing's expression changed drastically.

Fu Qingyang explained in a calm tone:

"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. Lingjun and I are no exception."

As for why he cut it all in one go, it was because he was not a musician and could not do very precise operations.

Lingjun waved his hand:

"That's not the case. As long as she is pretty enough, I will fall in love with her without the red thread. In addition, the red thread is time-sensitive. This skill is very troublesome in battle. Like the charm of lust, it can easily make people weak."

He was worried that I would be confused by the red thread and fall into the palace master's way. No wonder the boss stopped objecting after a click. Zhang Yuanqing understood what Fu Qingyang meant.

"So, will my red line be restored?" he said.

Fu Qingyang said: "The red line will continue on its own in 24 hours."

That's okay, that's okay, I'm going to have to stop contacting women for the next 24 hours. As soon as Zhang Yuanqing thought this, he saw the bunny girl walking into the cigar room, stopping next to Fu Qingyang, bowing and saying:

"Master, Miss Guan Ya is back."

Lingjun gave a high-five and said, "Yuanshi, before you break up with Guan Ya now, I will introduce Teng'er to you."

Jiangnan Leather City.

In the Xiahou family's large villa, Xiahou Aotian was sitting at the table. On the computer screen was a picture of the email being sent successfully.

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

Although Xiahou Aotian has an unreliable character, 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 that, he slumped down on the ergonomic chair and looked at the ceiling with disdain on his face.

After a few seconds, he stood up suddenly and said, "Let's go check it out."

Walk out of the room, go downstairs, and come to the living room. 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, and she is making a soothing soup for you in the kitchen." The nanny told him tactfully and asked him to come back for lunch.

The nanny of the Xiahou family was the mother-in-law of a wealthy family in ancient times.

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.

We will also recruit some ordinary people who are accidentally involved in the cases of spiritual walkers to work in the family.

It will even recruit wild spiritual practitioners to serve the family.

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

If a promising family has children, the Xiahou family will arrange them into a family-run company, and their status, benefits, and income will be greatly improved.

"Tell the old woman that I'm going to the patriarch's house." Xiahou Aotian waved his hand and went out.

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

People in work uniforms cruised around in shuttle buses.

Xia Hou Aotian was walking in the sun, wearing slippers, pants, a T-shirt, a loose and unruly hairstyle, and handsome facial features. Regardless of his personality, he really fit the image of an anime male protagonist.

Not long after, Xia Hou Aotian strolled to the large manor where the patriarch lived. Ignoring the security personnel's obstruction, he kicked the patriarch's grandson away and arrived at the patriarch's study.

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

"Grandpa, this guy broke in again." The grandson of the family owner, who is about the same age, said loudly.

"screw you."

Xiahou Aotian kicked him away.

The old man with gray hair was studying the weapon refining manual. He looked up and smiled:

"Ao Tian, ​​what are you doing in the treasure house?"

"I'm not feeling well, let's have a physical check-up."

In this way, Xiahou Aotian got the key to the family owner's treasure house, and its physical examination props were also found in Xiahou's gang warehouse.

However, applying 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 underground level. At the end of the steps is a black iron door engraved with convex runes.

Xia Hou Aotian inserted the 10cm long key into the keyhole, clicked and turned, and a series of slight sounds of gears and bearings were heard inside the door.

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

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

Xiahou Aotian stepped into the passage and came to the family master's treasure house.

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

The most piled here are discarded props (failed to refine), followed by spiritual realm 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 by the Xiahou family for physical examinations.

The round machine hummed, and infrared rays scanned Xiahou Aotian's body over and over again.

"Didi~"

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."

"???"

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

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.