Victoria, the spiritual servant of the Lord of Taiyin, suddenly had a strange expression. Lingjun, who couldn't hear the whispers of the resentful spirit, saw that Nian Chang's lover had a different expression and asked hurriedly: "What did it say?"
Victoria glanced at him and said, "It claims to be the spiritual servant of the Lord of the Moon."
"Lingtuo, this thief, is dead, but you won't let me go?" Lingdiao's face suddenly changed, and he instinctively wanted to call and invite the elders of Taiyi Sect to fight against foreign enemies.
He waved behind him, hoping that the cat on the sofa would pick up the phone.
But Victoria stopped him and chuckled: "In the eyes of your Seventeenth Brother, you are not as important as a fingernail of Yuanshi Tianzun. The threat level is the same as the cat in the house."
The implication is that the resentful spirits are not here to kill people.
Lingjun breathed a sigh of relief and carefully probed: "What is it doing? Brother Seventeen is insidious and cunning, and his methods are unpredictable. We should not take it lightly."
Victoria looked at the spirit servant under the street lamp, communicated with the spirit fluctuations unique to the spirit, and asked: "What is your purpose?"
The voice of the spiritual servant under the street lamp was hoarse and gloomy: "Before the master entered the spiritual realm, he asked me to take Mr. Lingjun to a certain place if something unexpected happened to him in the spiritual realm."
Victory said: "What kind of place is that?"
The body of the spirit servant was like a black shadow, swaying unsteadily under the street lamp, and his voice was cold and gloomy: "You have no right to know that if Mr. Ling Diao doesn't want to leave with me, I won't use force."
Victoria's pretty face was solemn, she looked at Lingjun and relayed the servant's words,
Then he said: "You can call and inform the elders of Taiyi Sect, and I will be responsible for delaying the time."
The spiritual servant of the Lord of Taiyin must be higher than her in status, but the divine power of the sun can suppress the resentful spirits, and he is not afraid of overstepping his level in battle.
Ling Diao fell silent, thought for more than ten seconds, and said, "I need a tool that can communicate with the resentful spirits."
Victoria, wearing a nightgown, half-leaned on the guardrail, grabbed a box of rouge from the inventory: "Put it on your mouth."
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"Aren't there any other props?" Lingjun murmured in his heart, opening the lid and applying rouge with his fingertips to make his lips bright.
Then, he looked at the spirit servant who was restrained but had a terrifyingly high status, and asked: "I don't like to show off, and I don't care about blood and family ties to your master. If you can't persuade me,
If you have any reason, please come back."
"Of course, you can also try to take me away by force." The spiritual servant under the street lamp still said in a sinister tone: "Think about whether you are worthy of the master sending me to contact you at this time."
Jun was stunned for a few seconds. After being lost in thought for a few seconds, he seemed to have thought of something, his expression became strange, and he immediately said: "I'll go with you!"
Victoria frowned and said, "Do you need me to give you a evil charm?"
"Is the evil-breaking talisman useful for a spiritual servant of this level?"
"It's somewhat of a psychological comfort."
Lingjun said angrily: "I won't be in danger, I only have one life."
After saying that, he jumped off the balcony, came to the street, and nodded to the spiritual servant.
The next second, the spirit servant turned into a whirlwind of gloomy air, caught him and fled towards the night sky.
Victoria looked at the direction in which the dark wind was going away, and remained silent for a long time.
2022, August 21
Zhang Yuanqing thought for a moment, and at this point in time, he should have just reached level 4, and was working hard to be promoted to level 5. He had just come out of Qin Feng Academy, had just dealt with his charming mother-in-law, and had just entered the Qing army.
At this time, he learned from the magic mirror of fate in Qin Feng Academy that he would not survive three months, and was in a state of worry.
After traveling through time three times, Zhang Yuanqing summed up his experience. On the premise of not changing the future and not being discovered by the Lord of the Stars and Taiyin, he must be a time assassin to quietly defeat the enemy's conspiracy and maximize his own interests.
Of course, in theory, he now has the ability to shake up the future, such as summoning the lawful demigods to kill the Lord of the Stars.
But I don’t know what price a digital watch will pay for such a change of heart.
In the remarks, there is no mention of the cost of traveling through time, which is the scariest thing.
Considering that God Haotian didn't do anything, Zhang Yuanqing just thought about it.
He withdrew his thoughts and after understanding the principle of time travel, it was clear what he wanted to do now.
In the coming period, Lingtuo's conspiracy is to kill Master Wuhen and regain the fragments of Taiyin's origin from him. These two things do not need to be changed.
Then there is the Free Federation's trip to New Testament County. The evil camp's conspiracy is to persecute the Wind and Thunder Gods, cover up the merit list, and surround and kill the Sea Emperor.
The latter two have been solved. As for the former, not to mention that the two gods of wind and thunder at this time have no basis of trust with him. It will do no good to contact him rashly. Based on his understanding of the chief executive officer, even if he knows that he is a resister, she will probably not be able to resist.
Resist the temptation to integrate and promote.
Moreover, the disasters caused by the twin gods of wind and thunder can be solved in the battle of demigods without the need for him to add any superfluous details.
As his thoughts flickered, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly remembered something: he, Fu Qingyang and others were ambushed in the dungeon of the Dionysus Club.
It was a certain death situation. If Lao Bangzi hadn't wanted to use the weapon to become a god, and the few young talents with the highest talents and highest consideration in the lawful camp would have been in trouble.
Zhang Yuanqing later asked Lao Bangzi why he suddenly came to the dungeon of the first area, but Lao Bangzi did not answer. "
"I understand now," he said, his whole body ignited with golden light, and he stepped out of reality and came to the spiritual world.
The Empress of Sandao Mountain is wandering around in the spiritual world and cannot be found easily, but the "sunshine, universal illumination" characteristic allows her to see through all the evil calculations and darkness. Wherever the light reaches, there is sunlight.
Not long after, he found the Sandao Mountain Lady swimming in a replica of an island with undulating ocean waters.
At this time, Lao Bangzi was sitting on the top of a mountain that towered like clouds. Zhang Yuanqing looked a little familiar to this mountain. Isn't it the same sacred mountain in Gao Tianyuanhei with Zhuge and bronze sacred trees?
Why did she come to Gaotianyuan Dungeon? It was probably not to survive, but to find traces of the Golden Crow!
At this time, Zhang Yuanqing felt that the spiritual power in his body was rapidly passing away, and his originally solid body became illusory, like a projection from the sky.
The time power of the electronic watch is almost exhausted.
He no longer wasted time, and immediately changed his appearance, his body ignited with golden light, and came silently behind her, saying: "The Fuso Sacred Tree is not in the copy, it is left on the island. Gao Tian's reason is that there is a refinement in the Sacred Tree.
The demon pot, when the spiritual realm was born, could not accommodate this original artifact of the musician profession, and later on, it was deliberately left in Gaotianyuan by a certain being."
The Empress of Sandao Mountain, who had not noticed his approach, was startled and turned around suddenly.
"Who are you?" She subconsciously pointed her fingers like a sword, and the divine power of the sun in her body showed signs of boiling.
The Empress of Sandao Mountain stared at him, her beautiful face changed slightly: "You are the person in my dream."
Recognized me?
Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts turned around and he said with a smile: "Empress, I woke you up. Have you ever thought about why the ancient practitioners who were brought into the spiritual realm basically became dungeon bosses, but you are the exception?"
"I show up to see you this time because I have a favor to ask for."
Empress Sandaoshan narrowed her eyes, "It was you who helped me get rid of the control of the spiritual realm. Why bother to hide your head and show your true body?"
"There's something wrong with the real body, so I can't see it." Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds, dispersed the fog on his face, released the magic of transformation, and revealed the true face of Yuanshi Tianzun.
Empress Sandaoshan's beauty turned pale, she could hardly control her tone, and said in a trembling voice: "It's you?!"
Zhang Yuanqing bowed his head and said, "Disciple Yuanshi Tianzun, I have met the master!"
Empress Sandaoshan had not recovered from the shock just now, and was stunned again.
Zhang Yuanqing said: "Disciple, time is limited. To make it short, I came to this place from the future through special means to project. You don't need to ask for details, just remember it. In the future, magic is rampant and the righteous path is declining, and the entire real world is on the verge of destruction.
, and the spiritual realm is about to be controlled by evil gods, a god helps the disciples to go back to the past and come here."
"Disciple wants to ask you something. The copy number of the Dionysus Club in the second area is 068. There will be a big battle there. Several heroes including the disciple will encounter a life and death crisis. You are the only one who can save us."
With Lao Bangzi's character and wisdom, he was definitely not pretending to be aloof and could stick to his words. This matter was related to his heart and life, so Zhang Yuanqing chose to confess.
Empress Sandaoshan frowned and said, "The fact that you can cast a projection in the future means that you survived that crisis."
Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly explained, "It was Master who saved me in the beginning. I once asked you why Nian Zhong is now a copy of District 1, but you didn't answer. Then I thought about it and asked you to save me in the future.
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He spoke of his master, which made Empress Sandaoshan quite uncomfortable. She asked with a strange expression, "In the future, will I accept you as my master?"
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned. "The reason why I can become the mainstay of the Western Path is all due to your teachings, Master. I am isolated from the outside world, but your legends are everywhere, just because Yuanshi Tianzun is yours."
disciple."
Empress Sandaoshan said coldly: "How can I trust you?"
Zhang Yuanqing said: "You once taught your disciples. You said that when I first started, my disciples taught me in various ways that to cultivate one's strength, one must first cultivate one's mind, and to cultivate one's nature first."
"The most important thing when joining the Chunyang Cult is an upright character, a person who would rather die than surrender, and a person who will not join the ranks of the treacherous and treacherous people who are evil."
"You also said that all things carry yin and embrace yang, and the golden crow warms and nourishes all things in the world. If you are close, it will be hot, and if you are far, it will be cold. Those who practice pure yang to wash their bodies must be majestic, just, strong and domineering."
Empress Daoshan raised her eyebrows. She had never said these words to Yin Yao before, especially the last sentence. These words spoken by Yuanshi Tianzun were indeed her ideas and style.
To cultivate one's strength first, cultivate one's mind first, then cultivate one's nature. This is what she regards as a rule.
I couldn't help but believe most of it.
"So you took the initiative to wake me up?" she asked.
Zhang Yuanqing sighed: "Without Master, this world would be like night forever." After saying that, he saw Lao Bangzi's frowning brows relaxing a little, and he said again
"Master, please remember one thing. You must find a way to forget about today's meeting and conversation between master and disciple. Otherwise, all your plans will be in vain."
As for how to forget, Zhang Yuanqing believes that Lao Bangzi has the means to find high-level hypnotic props in Dungeon A, as well as soul seals that can split related memories. These are not difficult at all for the peak day travel god.
Upon hearing this reminder, Lao Bangzi's eyes flashed slightly, thoughtfully.
She did not pursue the question further, but instead asked: "You just said that the ancient practitioners who entered the spiritual realm have basically become dungeon bosses, but I am an exception. Why?"
"Your original state was the same as death. The reason why you were involved in the spiritual realm was because the mountain temple was selected as the initial copy by the spiritual realm. You who were sleeping underground entered the spiritual realm accidentally. It is incidental to the cognition of the spiritual realm.
You are a dead person." Zhang Yuanqing said eloquently: "If I hadn't woken you up, you would have been sleeping until you were completely dead."
"It's all because Princess Yin Yao stole your coffin."
The meaning of his words was very clear: "I am your savior.
Lao Bangzi sneered, "Since you recognize me as your master, why do you still tease me frivolously in your dream?"
Zhang Yuanqing said shamelessly: "Master looks like a fairy, but my disciple was careless and his filial piety deteriorated!"
Lao Bangzi snorted coldly.
Zhang Yuanqing said sincerely: "Don't tell me in real life that I have too deep connections with the evil camp. The more you know, the easier it is for the enemy to spy on you."
"I know, I don't need you to remind me." Zhang Yuanqing immediately grabbed a pocket version of the Golden Crow from between his eyebrows, "At that time, there will be many masters and many crises. I will lend you the power of the Golden Crow to suppress all enemies.
The Empress of Sandao Mountain breathed rapidly and lost her voice: "Where did you get the Golden Crow?"
Zhang Yuanqing did not explain, but said: "You will know it in the future. Please don't delve into it now."
He pointed out and poked the Sandaoshan Empress's smooth forehead, wisps of pure divine power of the sun escaped from the golden crow, followed the fingertips to draw a golden sun mark on her forehead, and then disappeared into her body.
"I have
The power of the Golden Crow is sealed within your body so that it will not be leaked. Master, please remember to forget this conversation."
After saying that, his body completely became empty and disappeared between heaven and earth.
Zhang Yuanqing returned to reality from the time tunnel, saw his cousin with a stunned face, and saw the deep night outside the window. "How long have I been gone?" he asked.
Chen Yuanjun's expression was a little dazed, and he said in a daze: "Just disappeared? I was sent back in time, and time stopped when traveling! Zhang Yuanqing quickly lowered his head, looked at his palm, and found that the electronic watch had disappeared.
Sensing the situation inside his body again, it was the surging divine power of the sun and the blazing masculine Golden Crow. He brought the Golden Crow back.
Just as Yuan Qing was about to speak, he suddenly heard a cracking sound coming from his chest. When he lowered his head, he discovered that his chest and abdomen had carbonized and cracked.
No, my body is going to collapse.
Carrying the Golden Crow with a level 7 body, even if there is only one, is still too much. Fortunately, he is back. Zhang Yuanqing did not bother to explain to his cousin, and activated the power of the Golden Crow to enter the spiritual world.
Ling Diao was in the center of Yin Qi, his whole body was cold and stiff, and he couldn't see clearly. After an unknown amount of time, he felt down to earth.
He turned around and looked around, and found that he was in a gloomy ancient city, as if he had arrived at a film and television city.
"Where is here?" Ling Diao, with bright lips, turned to look at Gui Biying, who was wearing a tattered black robe.
"Master's ghost town!" The black-robed ghost walked towards the depths of the ancient city.
Lingjun looked around and saw ghostly figures in the shop while the archways and banners were hung on the street. Two bloodshot eyes were peering at him through the crack in the door.
This is the ghost town that Fu Qingyang and the others once entered by mistake? He shuddered instinctively and strode to follow the black-robed spirit servant.
After walking forward for a while, the black-robed spirit servant led him to the end of Chang Street. At the end was a general city gate. On the city wall was written: Gate of Hell!
This is the exit and entrance to the ghost town.
The black-robed spiritual servant turned into a sinister wind and swept him to the top of the city. He pointed forward and said, "That's what the master left for you.
Lingjun followed the guidance and saw a three-legged copper tripod standing more than ten meters away. In the tripod was a budding flower, with thick rhizomes and soft green leaves emitting a soft green light. It was a spiritual plant.
Lingjun looked at the black-robed spirit servant with a bright look.
"It was made from a seed planted by your mother that sprouted into flowers. The master cultivated it," the black-robed spiritual servant said.
Lingjun seemed to have a certain suspicion. He was not too surprised, but asked: "What does he want me to do?"
His only value is the seed left by his biological mother.
The black-robed spiritual servant said: "Although the master cultivated it, he could not make it bloom. The master said that this requires the blood of a close relative, and my mother's close relative is my blood."
Lingjun stepped forward, stopped in front of the tripod, and asked again: "What else did Lingtuo say?"
The black-robed spiritual servant did not respond. Lingjun considered for a moment, and his left hand turned into an eagle melon. The sharp barb cut open the flesh of the wrist, letting the blood flow into the cauldron and watered on the green plants.
As the blood soaked it, the spiritual plant came to life in an instant, its green beards trembling, like a piranha with its teeth and claws, greedily sucking in the blood.
In fact, the roots burst out of the ground, wrapped around Lingjun's arm, and began to suck blood.
Then, the green plant began to wither and turn to black and yellow, the roots lost moisture and became dry, and the flower buds slowly bloomed!
The petals are blooming one by one, and sitting in the bud is a small figure with vague facial features. It is not a flesh-and-blood divine object, but more like a fruit of a plant, and its whole body is crystal clear.
As the king of beasts, Lingjun immediately realized that this was grafting in this profession, a profound spell such as "supporting birth".
The grafting spell can capture the power of the target through plants cultivated with special knowledge.
Take the thief Yuanshi Tianzun as an example. Lingjun can implant seeds in his body. When the seeds germinate and grow, they can take away Yuanshi Tianzun's divine power of the sun.
Of course, there is no plant that can bear the power of the sun.
But the grafting spell is for this reason. As for the birth,
It has appeared in myths and legends, such as the well-known Lotus Root Man.
Lingjun always thought that what his biological mother left behind was the secret of the Lord of Stars' corruption, but now it seems that it is not the case.
Tuosheng, Tuosheng, who should Tuosheng be? Lingjun’s eyes widened.
Staring at the villain's facial features, the next second, two sword lights pierced his eyes.
"Dang?" Lingjun staggered back, blood pouring out of his eyes. At this moment, the villain stood up and turned into a sword light, soaring into the sky.
This sword light was not strong at first, but it was as bright as a meteor. It was still growing and expanding, and finally turned into a streak of light that illuminated half of the ghost city.
It immediately disappeared into the night sky and escaped into the darkness.