The embarrassment in Xiahou Aotian's heart disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by excitement and joy. When Yuanshi Tianzun could not be contacted, the small team of Return of the Dead seemed to have lost its backbone.
As a result, he could only accompany Zhai Cai to indulge in tobacco and alcohol, and sighed: The end of the world is coming, and as the protagonist, I can only enjoy the generous material in humiliation.
Now, Fu Qingyang has returned to reality, and the team finally has its backbone.
When Fu Qingyang returned to the study, his eyes naturally reflected Xiahou Aotian in the reception area, as well as the single knight wearing a smooth sable coat.
He was neither surprised nor surprised, he just calmly glanced at the marshal of the world's soldiers and horses who looked calm as the mountains collapsed before his eyes.
Immediately he saw his collection of cognac and cigars, unpacked them, opened the corks, and they were enjoying them to their heart's content.
Xiahou Aotian rolled his eyes and quickly poured Mr. Qian a glass of wine: "Congratulations to Elder Fu for clearing the S-level dungeon and being promoted to level nine master!"
Fu Qingyang took the wine glass and looked down at the liquid in the glass.
At this time, the Shan Chuan knight came over, holding a cigarette in one hand and a wine glass in the other, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I just enjoyed the collection in the house without the owner's permission. You won't be angry, will you?"
Fu Qingyang said calmly: "No problem!"
That's what he said, but Zhai Cai and Xiahou Aotian's hair stood on end, and every pore seemed to be poked by a sword. As long as the cold-faced swordsman had a thought, they would be pierced by thousands of swords and die.
It doesn't matter, I obviously care about it to death! Xiahou Aotian complained in his heart.
At the same time, he was filled with surprise. Fu Qingyang, who had just been promoted to the ninth level of master, gave him a stronger sense of oppression and crisis than his uncle.
You must know that your uncle is a peak master. Although the bachelor profession is a relatively gentle profession and not as sharp as a scout, it also shows that Fu Qingyang is not an ordinary ninth-level master.
He had an adventure in the S-level dungeon.
Seeing that the two of them were stiff, not daring to move as if facing a formidable enemy, Fu Qingyang slowly took a sip of cognac, pursed his lips, and commented:
"When tasting cognac, it's best to put it in an ice bucket. The wine is not expensive, but it is rare. If you want to drink it, let me know next time!"
He put down his wine glass, pulled up the high-backed chair and sat down, like a majestic superior, staring at Xiahou Aotian:
"It's more difficult to fight the dungeon alone than I thought. I wasted a lot of time in it and failed to conquer the dungeon within the agreed time. What's Yuanshi's situation now?"
From the micro-expressions of the two of them, he saw pessimism, solemnity and a trace of self-abasement.
The battle for the origin of the sun is over. Even if you eat shit, you can't keep up with the heat... Xiahou Aotian muttered in his heart, he must not dare to say this.
He sighed and said: "Yuanshi Tianzun has become the Lord of the Sun. Alas, I am a loser. I have not been able to catch up with his progress. I probably haven't reached my version yet."
Yuanshi Tianzun has become the Lord of the Sun? This news was completely beyond Fu Qingyang's expectations. The cold and majestic expression of the superior suddenly collapsed and became temporarily sluggish.
At this moment, the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction of being promoted to the ninth level master disappeared.
Mr. Qian, who had always been proud, felt helpless for the first time. Soon, these emotions turned into deep joy.
He regained his cold and majestic expression, nodded and said:
"It seems that a lot of things happened outside while I was in the dungeon."
Immediately, Zhai Cai and Xiahou Aotian told Fu Qingyang how the Lord of the Stars convened a demigod meeting, forcing the God of Beauty and the Void demigod to hand over the compass fragments, and started the battle for the origin of the sun.
As for why Yuanshi Tianzun was able to enter the dungeon and how he became the Lord of the Sun, they didn't know.
Xiahou Aotian sighed:
"According to the announcement from the headquarters of the Five Elements Alliance and the Taiyi Sect, the Lord of the Stars betrayed the lawful camp and became our biggest enemy. It is said that there is still a decisive battle between him and Yuan Shi, and I don't know if we can help."
It took Fu Qingyang just two minutes to completely digest the information and calm the storm in his heart, showing his strong psychological quality.
He asked calmly:
"Where is Yuanshi? He has returned to reality, but he is still fighting in the dungeon."
Zhai Cai replied: "He had a fight with Shura in the northwest last night. The Void Demigod was also present. He teleported the entire city to the suburbs of Songhai. Now the government is mobilizing supplies to settle the 'refugees'. Just now, he
It seems like there is another fight in the spiritual realm, and our level is too low to participate or watch the battle."
Xiahou Aotian said angrily: "Yuanshi has drifted away since he became the Lord of the Sun. He doesn't bother to share information with us. We haven't contacted him yet."
Zhai Cai cast a dissatisfied glance at Xiahou Aotian and said, "Don't interrupt me... I heard from President Void that the ultimate goal of the evil camp is to destroy the earth, and the gods behind it will take action."
Fu Qingyang glanced at the two of them and said coldly:
"So, the end of the world is coming, but you are hiding in my study and secretly drinking my wine?"
Zhai Cai shrugged, with a cynical attitude: "Carpe diem!"
He brought out the theory just now.
Fu Qingyang looked at the single knight and said calmly: "Yuan Shi is right! You are indeed a sandbag."
"What's the meaning?"
"It makes your fists itch."
"..."
Fu Qingyang thought for a few seconds and said: "You two go out, I want to hold a meeting of the Nine Elders!"
Zhai Cai and Xiahou Aotian left the study, one taking the cigar box and the other taking the cognac.
…
Crab Market, Xie Family’s Old Residence.
The Master of the Killing Palace, dressed in a red dress, appeared out of thin air in the courtyard.
The silver mask on her face has disappeared, her face is delicate and cute, and the tear mole at the corner of her eye makes her a little more playful and charming. In addition to these qualities, there is also an additional layer of "maternal brilliance".
She was successfully promoted to level eight and mastered the "pregnancy" skill.
As the core skill of the eighth-level Mingshi, "Pregnancy" has three ways of expression. One is to force the target to become pregnant and give birth to a fetus. As the fetus develops, part of the target's spiritual power and skills will be taken away.
One is to let oneself give birth to a clone. The clone has 70% of the strength of the original body, and is a real living being. It has the same personality and preferences as the original body. When necessary, it can also become a back-up for the resurrection of the original body.
One is to swallow the flesh, blood and residual spirit of a recently deceased person into the body, using itself as the mother body to regenerate him or her.
A person born is no different from a fetus, and possesses most of the memories of his or her lifetime. The core is to complete the remaining spirit and reshape the physical body.
This is very similar to the womb of the Mother Goddess.
This last ability is only possessed by female musicians. Male musicians cannot use it because men do not have a uterus.
The Master of the Killing Palace moved his smart eyes to look at the pink boy sitting at the stone table, drinking rice wine and hairy crabs.
"Come back?" The pink boy raised his eyes and looked over.
The Master of the Killing Palace smiled and said: "My current status should be able to barely accommodate the body of Emperor Wa, but in order to truly control it and become a demigod, I have to advance to the ninth level."
The ancestor of the Xie family took a sip of wine and said:
"When you accommodate the body of Emperor Wa, I will give you the Holy Infant. It is a woman's business to raise children, so he is wasted here. However, if you are not a demigod, it will not mean much..."
Seeing that there was something wrong in his ancestor's words, the Master of Zhisha Palace frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"
"When you entered the gang dungeon, the outside world was turned upside down." The ancestor of the Xie family put a piece of crab roe into his mouth, enjoying the creamy and delicious flavor, but his tone was filled with emotion:
"The Lord of the Stars rebelled, Lingtuo died, the lawful demigods collectively fell into sleep, Yuanshi Tianzun was promoted to the Lord of the Sun, but it was incomplete."
The Master of the Killing Palace was stunned at first, then fell silent and sighed: "He has recovered his memory..."
As an important person who helped the Demon Lord to resurrect, he was not surprised that Yuanshi Tianzun was promoted to the Lord of the Sun. The shock just now came from the betrayal of the Lord of the Stars.
Like all lawful walkers, she was a little disbelieving and could not accept that the Lord of the Stars was actually a fallen one.
"Ancestor, please explain in detail what is going on." The Master of the Killing Palace took the opportunity to sit down at the stone table.
The ancestor of the Xie family narrated the battle for the origin of the sun from beginning to end.
Palace Master Zhisha frowned, finally understanding why his ancestors said that merging the remains of Emperor Wa had little meaning.
Unless you are a demigod, it is difficult to influence the outcome of the war.
The battle between Yuanshi and the leader of the Taiyi Sect is the highest level of competition in the spiritual realm.
"If Yuanshi Tianzun can complete the source of the sun, and the Lord of the Stars happens to fuse with Taiyin, then the outcome is 50 to 50. If the Lord of Stars fails to successfully fuse with Taiyin, then Yuanshi Tianzun will definitely win." The ancestor of the Xie family said:
"On the contrary, the Lord of the Stars will win. Therefore, they are all racing against time to complete themselves and merge with Taiyin before the other party succeeds."
The Master of the Killing Palace asked: "What's going on now?"
The ancestor of the Xie family smiled and said: "I don't know, just wait for the news. Maybe there will be news soon."
As soon as he said this, a man wearing a silver mask and a burgundy suit appeared in the yard.
"Hey, Yu'er is out of seclusion!" Mr. President sighed: "Just in time for the finale, although it may be a tragedy."
The Master of the Killing Palace frowned: "What do you mean!"
The president did not answer, but looked at the ancestor of the Xie family and said: "Lao Deng, stop eating crabs. The Lord of the Sun is calling us. Something bad happened. Alas, our young Lord of the Sun still fell into the trap of the old fox.
