In a small villa, in the bedroom on the third floor, three figures appeared out of thin air.
"Phew, I'm back. I spent a thrilling vacation in the dungeon." Zhang Yuanqing looked at the familiar room and breathed out leisurely.
The windows were open, and the early autumn wind and sunshine poured in. The room was cleaned and tidy, the air conditioner was meticulously draped on the bed, and the air was filled with a light fragrance.
"I'm back home." Princess Yinyao conveyed her happy thoughts.
Unknowingly, she began to regard this villa as her own residence. Compared to the cold and lonely ancient cemetery palace, there were juniors favored by her master here.
There are the scheming wives and concubines of the younger generation, the long-term workers who are serious but answer all questions, and there are also TV series, mobile phones, rouge and gouache for entertainment.
This made Princess Yinyao feel happy that she had returned to the human world and lived a stable life.
Even though she has a mentality and experience that is indifferent to fame and fortune, she is still full of yearning for the colorful world.
At this time, the spiritual realm prompt sound came:
[Ding! The Return of Fire in the World is requesting you to use Red Fire Crystal Gravel, Hanyue Mine, Dragon Blood Grass, and "World-Destroying Poison Fire".]
[Ding! Xiahou Aotian is requesting you to use it.]
[Ding! Zhao Chenghuang is requesting you to use it]
[Ding! Sun Miaomiao is requesting you to use it]
As for these guys, I won’t cheat your material. Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.
"reject!"
Zhang Yuanqing responded to the prompts from the spiritual realm and rejected the members' applications.
The next second, the mobile phone on the desk made a loud "ding dong" sound.
——The bunny girl charged his mobile phone.
Zhang Yuanqing picked up his phone, scanned his face to unlock it, opened the chat software, and saw that the underground palace team had sent him a message.
Return of the World sent a question mark, Zhao Chenghuang sent a series of ellipses, and Xia Hou Aotian said: "Yuanshi Tianzun, the treasure that deceives the protagonist is a way to seek death. Do you have to be a villain?"
Sun Miaomiao posted a "stinky pig".
Zhang Yuanqing stood at the table, holding his mobile phone and lowering his head. He created a group chat and brought Sun Miaomiao and others into the group.
[Yuanshi Tianzun: Enjoy the rights of the gang leader and establish the majesty of the gang leader (dog head). 】
[Sun Miaomiao: Humph, so childish. 】
Others breathed a sigh of relief and sent in applications again.
This time, Zhang Yuanqing agreed to their request, and most of the master-level materials in the gang warehouse disappeared instantly, as did the best secret books.
[Yuanshi Tianzun: I know how impatient you are, but are you sure you have taken these materials and can they be placed in the inventory? 】
Everyone: "."
Haha, Zhang Yuanqing, a bunch of local dogs who have never seen money, cursed in their hearts.
He knew very well the mentality of these underground palace teams. He had never seen so many treasures before, and he couldn't wait to take them out to watch and play with. Even if he stared at them, he would gain a lot of happiness.
[The world returns to fire: Yuan Shi is right. Our inventory is not enough to hold so many materials. It is enough to keep a few pieces with us. The others are stored in the gang warehouse. However, every time Yuan Shi enters the dungeon, we have to
Take out the materials, don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst.】
What if I die in the copy? Zhang Yuanqing said heartily.
The proposal of returning the world to fire was unanimously approved by the underground palace team.
After a while, the underground palace team successively submitted applications to use the gang warehouse and put the materials back into the warehouse.
[Yuanshi Tianzun: Those antiques made of non-spiritual materials are of high value, how to deal with them? 】
[Xia Hou Aotian: I have channels to sell. Every bachelor's family has an auction house, and I know many rich people who like to invest in and collect antiques. But I can only auction one piece. If there are more, it will easily attract attention. 】
Even one piece could be sold for several hundred million, which would greatly relieve his financial pressure.
[Yuanshi Tianzun: Then bring out an antique first, and take a look at it slowly, don’t be in a hurry.]
[Xiahou Aotian: OK.]
#Xiahou Aotian changed the group name to: Qinfeng Academy Underground Palace Treasure Sharing Group#
[Sun Miaomiao: Idiot! 】
【The Return of the World: Idiot!】
【Zhao Chenghuang:???】
[Yuanshi Tianzun: Why don’t you change your name back quickly? You think it’s too slow to die? 】
#xiahouaotian changed the group name to: Protagonist Squad Struggle Group#
After ending the group chat, Zhang Yuanqing first called his grandmother, replied to his aunt's message, and reported that Xiaoyuan was safe.
Then I changed my clothes, put my phone in my pocket, and went to the living room on the first floor. I found that the villa was empty except for the tall and beautiful bunny girl, who was diligently cleaning the house.
"Where are they?" Zhang Yuanqing asked with a frown.
It's understandable that the three women are not at home, but if the nerdy bachelor is not at home, something must be wrong.
The bunny girl said in surprise:
"Master Yuanshi, you are back.
"During the seven days of your absence, the Queen and Xie Lingxi entered the dungeon once each. Xie Lingxi entered the dungeon last night. Miss Guan Ya took the Queen and Li Chunfeng out to do a mission."
Well, the copy of the extraordinary stage will not last more than two days. Xie Lingxi will come out tomorrow night at the latest. Zhang Yuanqing nodded and did not ask Guan Ya what mission he was doing.
The bunny girl couldn't possibly know.
He turned into a starlight and disappeared, appearing in Fu Qingyang's study.
In the spacious and luxurious study, Mr. Qian, dressed in white, sat behind a valuable solid wood desk, handling the affairs of the patrol department. He stared at the documents without raising his head and said calmly:
"It's not polite to knock on the door when you enter a house from now on."
Zhang Yuanqing glanced around and didn't see Lingjun, so he immediately said:
"Boss, something happened at Qin Feng Academy."
Only then did Fu Qingyang raise his head.
Zhang Yuanqing told Fu Qingyang what happened in Qinfeng Academy as quickly as possible, omitting the details of the underground palace, and only said that he successfully entered the hidden dungeon, but was unable to survive alone, so he invited four companions.
Fu Qingyang listened to Yuanshi Tianzun's counterattack to kill Ren Junzi, his face expressionless, with no expression of approval at all, as if this was what he should do.
It seems as if Ren Junzi is just an insignificant piece of trash, even if he possesses the fragments of the Compass of Light.
Is it difficult to deal with garbage?
"Currently, the teachers at the college don't know that the stone gate has been opened, nor do they know the purpose of Ren Junzi's murder. Sun Miaomiao and others, I and I have prepared a confession."
After Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking, he said: "Boss, if you think about it, are there any flaws?"
Fu Qingyang listened to Yuanshi Tianzun's speech,
Fu Qingyang frowned slightly:
"The biggest flaw is Ren Junzi's motive for killing. He had a bright compass and sneaked into Qinfeng Academy. He couldn't just kill a few saints who had just entered the fourth level."
After thinking for a few seconds, he said:
"Pretend to be stupid. There is no need to give the headquarters an answer. After all, you are also a victim. As long as you don't leak the key, the headquarters will not suspect you.
"They will feel confused and unreasonable, and feel that there must be unknown information in it, but they will never have evidence. Tianxiaguihuo, Xiahou Aotian and Zhao Chenghuang, the three of them have not been exposed yet, so there is no need to say more.
"The only flaw is Sun Miaomiao's armor."
Zhang Yuanqing immediately said: "Elder Sun will take it down."
Beijing, Siheyuan.
Under the locust tree, Sun Miaomiao, wearing light-colored slim jeans and a black T-shirt, dressed innocently, danced a cheerful dance that has become popular online recently.
Behind her, there are little babies stretching their legs, moving their little hands, and dancing the same dance as her.
The mobile phone in his pocket played a very rhythmic, low and magnetic male voice:
"I love you walking alone in a dark alley, I love your inexpensive appearance, I love you so much like me, even the gaps are the same."
She is like a kindergarten teacher taking care of children.
Elder Sun on the rocking chair couldn't bear it anymore, "That's enough, Miaomiao, get out of here. If you play this song again, I will throw you to the training camp."
Every time I hear this song, the children in the tree collectively lose control.
The flames of pure Yang suddenly surged.
The little baby spirits were frightened, and while singing "Fight, fight," they scattered and hid in the locust tree.
"Grandpa, I have been in the training camp. I came back to report to you." Sun Miaomiao took out the mobile phone from his pocket, paused the music, and said:
"Something happened at Qin Feng Academy."
She briefly told what Ren Junzi did in Qin Feng Academy.
"Yuanshi Tianzun suspects that he is a member of Dark Night Rose?" Elder Sun frowned:
"Why did Ren Junzi kill the students for no reason? No, it wasn't for no reason, he seemed to have some purpose. Also, when did you have the Dominator-level armor?"
Ah, Grandpa, this old fox, really can’t fool Sun Miaomiao into pretending to be stupid:
"I don't know why Ren Junzi killed people. Grandpa, that armor belongs to Yuanshi Tianzun. He lent it to me for fun. There seems to be something wrong with the origin of the armor. He doesn't want to confess the origin of the armor to the Five Elements Alliance and wants to ask me to help fool him.
"If the Five Elements Alliance asks, just tell me you gave it to me, okay? Just thank him for saving my life."
Elder Sun sneered: "Why should I help him? I'm so confused."
Cautious. Sun Miaomiao quietly rolled her eyes, trotted over, walked around to the front of the rocking chair, hugged Elder Sun's neck from behind, and said coquettishly:
"Grandpa~ Anyway, it's a matter of the Five Elements Alliance. Please, please~ Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa"
"Okay, are you a calabash kid?" Elder Sun said in disdain, "I understand."
Sun Miaomiao happily smacked her grandfather's face.
After discussing how to deal with inquiries from the headquarters, Zhang Yuanqing took out the fragments of the Bright Compass and said:
"Boss, what should I do with this thing?"
Fu Qingyang finally became interested, reached out to take the golden compass, and read the properties of the item.
"That's right." Fu Qingyang nodded.
At the original internal meeting of the three major distribution elders, the attributes of the two missing props were displayed.
He rubbed the disk with his fingertips and gave suggestions:
"It doesn't matter to the headquarters. It's the president who is offering the reward for this item. My suggestion is to use the fragments in exchange for rewards and sell the president a favor."
Forcibly retaining props will lead to enmity with the merchant guild, which is really unnecessary.
Fu Qingyang put down the Golden Compass, "Moreover, the things that the president rewarded are more interesting and valuable than the fragments of the Light Compass."
Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up: "What is the reward?"
"An exchange ticket from Wanjie Trading Company."
"What it is?"
Fu Qingyang shook his head: "I don't know. I only know that the president fought for the Light Compass and fought against three demigods with a single exchange ticket."
"Damn it, can't I also defeat three demigods?" Zhang Yuanqing was pleasantly surprised, thinking that there are such powerful props in the world?!
Fu Qingyang glanced at him: "The president can beat three demigods because he is a demigod himself. If you say it, you can probably beat three saints."
I can defeat three saints right now. Zhang Yuanqing suddenly regained his senses, but that didn't stop him from looking forward to the exchange ticket.
"I will report this matter to the headquarters, which will be responsible for contacting the president. You can just wait for the reward." Fu Qingyang pushed the golden compass towards him and asked the question he was most concerned about with expectation:
"What's in the academy's underground palace?"
Zhang Yuanqing instinctively looked around and whispered:
"The underground palace contains the treasure house of the First Emperor"
He told Fu Qingyang his experience of exploring the underground palace in detail, including the materials and master-level props.
He knew what Fu Qingyang cared about most.
He immediately took out the jade pendant of two dragons and the picture of Emperor Wa from Little Red Riding Hood, and carefully placed it on the desk. Fortunately, Fu Qingyang's desk was spacious enough to accommodate a picture without moving anything.
When Fu Qingyang saw the picture of Emperor Wa, his eyes immediately narrowed.
"The Holy Infant of the Xie family?" He obviously recognized the baby in the scroll.
"I've seen the furnace too. It's Lian Sanyue's Hundred Refining Furnace. Well, Lian Sanyue is the owner of Wanbao House and the daughter of the head of the Zhao family. I guess her spiritual realm ID is not Lian Sanyue." Zhang Yuanqing said.
Mentioning this matter, I couldn't help but remember that when I searched for "Lian Sanyue" in the official database, I couldn't find this person.
Later I figured out that the woman was a direct descendant of the Zhao family. The spiritual realm family has a strict set of rules regarding IDs. Her spiritual realm ID was definitely not Lian Sanyue. It was the name she gave herself, so she checked it in the official database.
Less than.
Fu Qingyang stared deeply at the scroll and fell into deep thought.
Zhang Yuanqing said: "Boss, the Nuwa in the mythical story is real, so does her husband and brother Fuxi also exist?"
Fu Qingyang rejected his idea:
"There are not many things in myths that are credible. The existence of Fuxi is more likely to have been fabricated by people to suppress matriarchy as the social structure changed, from a matriarchal society to a patriarchal society.
"Nu Wa is an ancient practitioner, but that doesn't mean Fuxi is too."
Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while, felt it made sense, and offered his silky flattery:
"Boss Yingming, you and Guan Ya both grew up abroad. Guan Ya doesn't know much about our ancient mythology, but you know it quite well."
Fu Qingyang said coldly: "Don't compare me with trash."
How should I respond to your words? Guan Ya is my girlfriend after all. Zhang Yuanqing did not respond and watched him pick up the Double Dragon Jade Pendant. After reading the item properties, he said:
"The secret of Double Dragon Jade should be in Gao Tianyuan. Do you need me to accompany you?"
"I made an appointment with the Master of the Killing Palace." Zhang Yuanqing refused.
Fu Qingyang frowned: "Is she trustworthy?"
The treasure in Gaotian Yuanli was of extremely high status and must be of great value. The wealth and silk moved people's hearts, so he was worried about stopping the murder of the palace lord.
“Believable!”
As soon as Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking, he saw Fu Qingyang's eyes glowing with dazzling white light, staring at him unblinkingly.
Then, he took out a pair of gold scissors and clicked it between his eyebrows.
"Boss, what are you doing?" Zhang Yuanqing had a bad premonition in his heart.
Fu Qingyang didn't answer, the white light in his eyes dispersed, he put away the scissors and said:
"Think again whether you want to go with Palace Master Zhi Sha."
It’s weird, did he cut something off of me? Zhang Yuanqing’s mind was filled with confusion. Hearing this, he still nodded, “I confirm.”
This time, Fu Qingyang did not object.
"By the way, boss, I got a top-notch item in the underground palace, and I plan to give it to you." After finishing speaking, Zhang Yuanqing thought of the swordsman's cloak.
The number of master-level props is rare, and even masters in the master stage have limited props at hand. He believes that no matter how wealthy Mr. Qian is, he cannot regard master props as rubbish.
What's more, this is an artifact cloak.
Unexpectedly, Fu Qingyang picked up the unread document and said calmly:
"Keep it for yourself."
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned: "Boss, it's a master-level prop."
Fu Qingyang frowned:
"Relying too much on props will lead to losing the will to be strong. Especially for swordsmen, the simpler the method, the purer the fighting spirit. The cost of dominating props is often very serious, and large quantities are not necessarily a good thing.
"Especially props from other professions, they come with all kinds of costs and cause endless harm. You should know this best."
Zhang Yuanqing looked at him sideways: "Are you sure you don't want it? Then I'll give it to Guan Ya."
Fu Qingyang said "hmm".
You will soon beg me to take my life back. Zhang Yuanqing silently took out the palace swordsman's cloak and said, "Okay, then this prop belongs to Guan Ya. Boss, please help me taste it."
