Damn it! Zhang Yuanqing was shocked and immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.
Today's people are law-abiding, and to a large extent, their moral values limit their bold ideas.
Even those who are extremely vicious evil professions must consider the consequences of their moral value falling below 60, so they only dare to cause chaos on a small scale implicitly, rather than act recklessly.
It can be said that the existence of moral values is crucial for modern society to maintain order and stability and for its existence to be concealed from the general public.
Just imagine, if there are people with superpowers causing chaos everywhere, it would be impossible for the court to hide it even if they wanted to.
Closer to home, the lawful and evil camps are constantly fighting, but overall they are in peace, also because of the existence of moral values.
Otherwise, there will be too many operations for evil professions.
But now, there is a high-ranking night wandering god who is also an ancient master who also practices illusionist magic. He has no moral value constraints. It is scary to think about it.
The ancient tomb incident has escalated again. Fu Qingyang must be informed as soon as possible and asked to convey the news to the Hangzhou branch and even the headquarters.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yuanqing asked:
"Empress, what is the specific rank of your master?"
Empress Sandaoshan's red lips lightly parted: "Golden Crow!"
The master, Zhang Yuanqing, sighed, no more luck.
During the Northern Song Dynasty, he was invincible in the world. He was also a disciple of the Golden Crow. He led the entire sect to encircle and suppress him, and paid a heavy price to seal him. How could he be a saint with such fighting power? He must be a master!
Empress Sandaoshan said:
"Don't worry too much. He has been sealed for a thousand years and is extremely weak. He will not be able to make waves for the time being. He will probably choose to lie dormant and recover secretly."
"Can he recover? Isn't there no spiritual power in the real world?" Zhang Yuanqing frowned.
Empress Sandaoshan looked at him:
"But for star officials like you and illusionists, the spiritual power in your body is the best nutrient. If you have enough nutrients, you can recover quickly."
Isn't this the evil art of cannibalism in the late Song Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty? The main targets of Master Chunyang were illusionists and night wandering gods. Zhang Yuanqing felt heavy.
Empress Sandaoshan made another addition:
"Master hates me to the core and will definitely take revenge. If you use the demon pestle in front of him, it means that you are being targeted by him. Be careful in the future."
Zhang Yuanqing's expression was dull, thinking that it was not a big deal that the identity of the Demon King's successor was exposed.
Evil organizations are targeting me, ancient demons are targeting me, and I am almost the enemy of the whole world.
Empress Sandaoshan's face suddenly fell when she saw the young young man who spoke nicely, and the corners of her mouth raised:
"You are surrounded by karma, and you don't lack this one."
His cold and cold face had a rare, narrow smile.
Zhang Yuanqing sighed and said, "Madam, my friend who lives next door has also been to the ancient tomb. Please allow me to go and have a look."
Hearing this, Lao Bangzi cast her gaze towards the wall, a dreamlike starlight appeared in her clear and beautiful eyes. After a while, she withdrew her gaze and said:
"No need, she has not been taken away."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded.
He didn't think that Lao Si Ji would be taken away from him, because the swordsman had the passive skill "Iron Will", a firm willpower, and strong mental strength, while Master Chunyang was in a weak state and was unlikely to take away Guan Ya.
Furthermore, on the way back, he and Guan Ya were sitting in the back row, and when the Queen and Little Green Tea weren't paying attention, Zhang Yuanqing frequently touched Lao Si Ji's butt and thighs.
If Master Chunyang seizes Guan Ya's body, and he is the Supreme Master, Guan Ya can bear it being taken advantage of by a young boy like this, but Master Chun cannot bear it.
The impatience just now was due to the lover's perspective, instinctive worry, and irrationality.
At this time, Lao Bangzi asked:
"Do you know the Demon King?"
As soon as she said these words, she noticed that the young man's breathing suddenly became rapid, and then quickly calmed down.
Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice:
"The Demon Lord is a very bold person who commits all kinds of crimes including rape, robbery and robbery. Although I have never seen him, I have heard of his bad reputation. Well, the person Bai Lan saw at the beginning was the Demon Lord."
Hearing Yuanshi Tianzun commenting on the Demon Lord like this, Empress Sandaoshan suddenly darkened her face when she recalled Princess Yinyao's reaction at that time.
After listening to the second half of the sentence, Lao Bangzi raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it him? What is your relationship with him?"
Zhang Yuanqing shook his head:
"This junior has nothing to do with the Demon Lord. Moreover, the person Bai Lan saw was not the Demon Lord, but someone pretending to be the Demon Lord. The real Demon Lord is dead. He has the endorsement of the leader of the alliance, so he should not be fake."
Old Bangzi nodded and said without asking any more questions:
"Let your officials in this world issue a sea arrest document. It is best to capture Master Chunyang before he recovers. You must be cautious in your actions. He will not let you go. I know his methods very well. When he recovers more than half,
I will definitely look for you. And I can definitely find you."
You let me take the blame just like that? Zhang Yuanqing felt chilled by what she said.
"If you find any traces of Master Chunyang, please inform me immediately," the empress of Sandao Mountain said in a deep voice, "I will not be able to sleep or eat well until my master dies."
After saying that, just as she was about to return to the spiritual realm, Zhang Yuanqing stopped her, "Wait a minute. Madam, although this junior holds an official position, he has a clean mind and loves the people like a son. He cannot do anything corrupt, pervert the law, or impose excessive taxes."
Empress Sandaoshan frowned and said:
"Good talk!"
Zhang Yuanqing: "The materials used to summon you are too expensive, I can't afford them, and the court won't reimburse me every time."
The Empress of Sandao Mountain was stunned. They were actually these yellow and white things. After she was promoted to the Golden Crow, she ate the wind, drank the dew, and traveled around the world. She had already regarded gold and silver as dirt. However, she ignored that Yuanshi Tianzun was in this world and everything was inseparable from silver.
She pondered for a few seconds and said:
"Have you obtained the ancient training books of the Chunyang Sect in the Demon Sealed Land?"
"some!"
"In the Taiyin God Refining Chapter, there is a talisman called the 'Destroying Evil Talisman'. It is an advanced talisman drawn by the divine power of the sun. I will teach you the skills of drawing the talisman. In the future, you can use the sun's talisman in the demon-subduing pestle.
You can use your divine power to make evil-breaking talismans and exchange them for some silver," she said.
Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed when he got rich. He bowed his head and said, "Thank you so much, empress!"
She nodded with satisfaction and asked again:
"When will you enter the spiritual realm again?"
"Within half a month."
Lao Bangzi pondered for a few seconds: "I will give you a few summoning scrolls. When you return to the present world, you can use them to call me."
The Demon-Conquering Pestle must be returned after all, and you can't take advantage of other people's souls and refuse to return it. If Lao Bangzi was an evil heretic, he might have tricked the Demon-Conquering Pestle.
But this aloof lady was unexpectedly decent and treated him well.
He had to pay back both emotions and reasons. Fortunately, Lao Bangzi did not break this relationship and promised to give him the parchment.
It was dawn, Zhang Yuanqing sat at the desk and stretched.
There is a stack of thick yellow paper talismans on the table. The scrolls on it are smooth and the strokes are done in one go. There is an indescribable Taoist charm. These are the talismans painted by Lao Bangzi.
The trash can was filled with crumpled yellow paper and crooked bright red brush strokes. This was Zhang Yuanqing's waste manuscript.
He practiced all night and couldn't produce any successful work.
A few of them almost succeeded, but in the end because of Zhang Yuanqing's trembling, the entire talisman was invalidated, which made the young genius of the Five Elements Alliance very frustrated.
But Lao Bangzi said with emotion that it took three years for ancient practitioners to learn to draw talismans, and the spiritual realm directly gave you the talent of spiritual talismans. You can control a high-level talisman in as little as a few days or as long as half a month.
"For ancient practitioners, practice is a lifelong matter, and progress is slow, so they have a lot of time to study their own abilities and develop various spells. For them, there is a copy once a month and once every three months.
In a single-player copy of a life-and-death crisis, you have to do your best to survive, so there is no time to study spells."
Therefore, in modern times, if you are talented, you can become a big boss in just a few years.
In ancient times, a practitioner who practiced hard for half his life might just be a saint. This was when the spiritual power of heaven and earth was not thin.
However, the mortality rate of ancient practitioners was not high, but the mortality rate was very high. After a few years, the "geniuses" in the middle and lower classes may have changed.
There are gains and there are losses.
Putting the yellow paper talisman back into the drawer, Zhang Yuanqing pinched the center of his eyebrows and felt a headache for Headmaster Chunyang again.
"The Night Walker God is originally a pinnacle profession. Master Chunyang also knows many fancy spells, and he also masters the skills of the illusionist profession. The illusionist is also a peak profession. In addition, he is haunted by inner demons and crazy. There is no lower limit for what he can do."
Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself, who can bear this?!
"Anyway, I can't bear it. I'll report it to Fu Qingyang. If the sky falls, someone taller will hold it up. Let the elders have a headache. Well, but I'm also very dangerous. I'm taking part of the cause and effect for Lao Bangzi. The advantage is that she and
My entanglements deepened."
The deeper the entanglement of cause and effect, the more difficult it is to separate the relationship. For example, if there was no incident about Master Chunyang, the cause and effect between him and Lao Bangzi would most likely end after returning the Demon-Conquering Pestle.
But now that something has happened with Headmaster Chunyang, don’t even think about severing the relationship in the short term.
He stood up at the table, turned into a dreamy starlight, and disappeared into the bedroom.
Aphasia Village.
In the main tomb room of the ancient tomb in the mountain, a golden light penetrated the surface and shone into the dim underground palace.
"Princess Princess, that old witch is here again"
The Yin Jade doll placed in the niche gave a crisp scream and fell over.
The ghost mirror and silver box rouge in the alcove next to it trembled.
Princess Yinyao floated out of the jade coffin and stood beside her, looking at the Empress of Sandao Mountain who was slowly descending in the golden light, and said respectfully:
"Master! Have you escaped to this world?
"Then, the man who summoned you is Yuanshi Tianzun?"
The Empress of Sandao Mountain slowly landed on the ground, the golden light dissipated, she nodded and said:
"Exactly!"
Before Princess Yinyao could "speak", Lao Bangzi said coldly: "Do you still have any unfulfilled wishes here?"
Princess Yinyao's pale face was stunned, "What do you mean by Master's words?"
Old Bangzi said:
"Within half a month, I will find a way for you to leave the spiritual realm and serve Yuanshi Tianzun. I owe him a favor as a teacher. He will be in crisis soon. You must protect him. I will not cooperate with you regarding the jade coffin.
You care about it."
Princess Yinyao stood stunned on the spot.
Fujiawan.
It was dawn, it was half past five, and there was still half an hour before the bunny girl went to work. Zhang Yuanqing went directly to the door of the master bedroom on the third floor, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.
Fu Qingyang has a bad habit. The young master is too ill and has strict rules. The bunny girls don't dare to disturb him during rest time for fear of being scolded.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to embarrass them either.
The bunny girls who lived in the guest room on the same floor opened the door sleepily, looked around, and when they saw it was Yuanshi Tianzun, they retreated silently.
Ten seconds later, the door of the master bedroom opened automatically. A doll wearing armor stood at the door "coldly and ruthlessly" and said in a voice like "I really want to beat you to death":
"Why don't you call."
It's right next door. If you want to make a call, it would be faster to just run over here. Zhang Yuanqing said:
"Boss, I have met with you, and I have something important to tell you."
"Go to the study and wait!" Fu Qingyang's cold voice came from the armored doll.
Zhang Yuanqing whispered: "I think it's best to talk now."
The tone of "I really want to beat you to death" changed to "I plan to listen first and then consider whether to beat you to death", and said:
"Come in! Wait in the outer hall."
Zhang Yuanqing immediately entered the bedroom and looked around. Behind the door was a spacious outer hall with high-end sofas and coffee tables in the center. There were cigar cabinets, wine cabinets, refrigerators, and bonsai on the walls. On the other side was a book rack with books on it.
Antique porcelain, facing the bedroom door is a bay window, and a large desk is placed in front of the window.
The outer hall can also be regarded as a study, but Fu Qingyang rarely receives subordinates here. It should be used to receive relatives and friends.
Zhang Yuanqing sat down on the sofa. Ten minutes later, Fu Qingyang, who had finished washing and had his hair combed meticulously, wearing a white formal suit, opened the door to the inner hall.
He still has the baggage of being an idol. Zhang Yuanqing cursed in his heart.
"What's the matter!" Fu Qingyang's face was stern.
Probably because he had been woken up by his phone calls in the middle of the night too many times. Although Fu Qingyang felt unhappy, he felt that this kind of thing was normal.
Zhang Yuanqing did not sell out the details and went straight to the point:
"Your Majesty, tell me that Master Chunyang is not dead yet."
As soon as he finished speaking half a sentence, he saw Fu Qingyang's face was stunned, and then his pupils shrank. Although he recovered quickly, his face became extremely solemn.
Fu Qingyang quickly entered the working state, and the unhappiness in his heart dissipated. He quickly walked to the sofa and sat down, staring at his close subordinates with burning eyes:
"Repeat what she said in detail."
Zhang Yuanqing told Fu Qingyang exactly what Lao Bangzi said.
A domineering day traveler who also masters illusionist skills. He is crazy and turned into a demon. He specializes in eating and is not bound by moral values. He is as confident as Fu Qingyang, and he was in a trance for a few seconds, and then he couldn't sit still.
"The nature of this matter is enough to convene a meeting of the Ten Elders." Fu Qingyang frowned vigorously, "The incident at the Dionysus Club has not yet been resolved, and another Chunyang leader has appeared. This year has been really troubled."
He stood up quickly: "I'm going to the study, you can do it yourself."
After saying that, he quickly left the study.
Okay, the hot potato was thrown away. Zhang Yuanqing passed the pressure on to Fu Qingyang, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally.
Nine-thirty in the morning, Jiang Chen Apartment.
Zhang Yuanqing, wearing a cap and mask, entered the building, took the elevator, and stopped in front of the security door of Room 608.
"Boom!"
He knocked on the door with his fingers.
Soon, footsteps were heard from behind the door. A hot blonde opened the door and asked in a foreign language:
"Are you Mr. Yuanshi?"
Zhang Yuanqing also responded in a foreign language: "Yes, I went to Mr. Bill and made an agreement with him."
"He told me," the blonde sidled out of the way.
Zhang Yuanqing entered the house, passed the entrance, and saw Mr. Bill, who had a mature masculine charm, sitting on the sofa in the spacious and luxurious living room, with a computer on his knees. He didn't know whether he was working or surfing the Internet.
"Please sit down! Coffee or tea. Oh, the Coke you like." Mr. Bill asked the blonde to get the coffee and pointed to the single sofa opposite.
"Where's Annie?" Zhang Yuanqing looked around after sitting down.
This is a large flat floor with an area of nearly 200 meters, and the decoration style is typical Western style.
"You may have misunderstood my relationship with Annie." Mr. Bill smiled and shook his head:
"She is my assistant, nothing more. Although I admit that Anne has a fatal temptation for men, my reason tells me that freedom is more important."
After a brief explanation, he said without beating around the bush:
"What do you want to buy this time?"
Zhang Yuanqing likes the foreign guy's straight-to-the-point attitude: "I want to buy shovel shoes."
He had two purposes for this visit, one was to buy shovel shoes, and the other was to buy materials for making talisman paper.
Of course, it is not the evil-breaking talisman, but the peach blossom talisman, the disaster-avoiding talisman, the thunder talisman and other materials.
He plans to sell part of the evil-breaking talisman and the bronze tripod.
The life-saving ability of sliding shovel shoes is too strong. If you are ambushed by Master Chunyang in the future, you will have one more way to save your life and more hope.
"Are you ready for 100 million?" Mr. Bill pondered for a few seconds:
"To be honest, even if you are willing to pay 100 million, I don't want to sell it. Of course money is important, but when money accumulates to a certain level, their value is actually not high.
"We also need to consider the issue of inflation. If the props are not used, they will never inflate. Mr. Yuanshi, if you can come up with props that satisfy me, I will consider it."
