Fusion of demigod-level items, and also from an evil profession, I always feel like I am seeking death. Mr. President, you must protect me. If something happens, I will kill your whole family.
Zhang Yuanqing felt uneasy and asked: "How to fuse it?"
Mr. President leaned lazily on the back of his chair and said, "Cut open the chest and bring it close to the heart."
Zhang Yuanqing opened the inventory and grabbed the purple thunder hammer. He pressed the sharp three-sided thorn on the head of the handle against his chest. Just as he was about to stab it into the chest, he suddenly remembered something.
"No, the three-sided thorn has armor-piercing and bleeding effects. The dominator-level bleeding effect will kill me. Mr. President, please lend me a knife."
The president shook his head and said, "You don't even have low-level weapons? You are too poor."
The detective moved his hand in the void and grabbed a dark saber.
The despised Yuanshi Tianzun took the saber and opened his chest, revealing the beating heart in the chest. The warm blood dyed his clothes red, and the strong smell of blood lingered in the bedroom.
Zhang Yuanqing ignored the pain of cutting open his chest and carefully held the dark brown heart and brought it to his chest.
The dark brown heart in the palm of his hand instantly melted into a thick black substance, wrapping the tender red pulsing heart, and Zhang Yuanqing's heart was tainted with a dark atmosphere.
Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts exploded and his emotions exploded. The memories of the past half a year came to mind, and he was wandering through difficult dungeons with exhaustion and despair, struggling on the edge of life and death. Fear and pain were surging at this moment.
Master Wuhen's death, the hotel team never sought justice until his death. At this moment, Mr. Wuhen's exhaustion, humiliation and regret, anger and unwillingness to face the trial, all the past events came to mind and turned into surging negative emotions.
Zhang Yuanqing's intellect collapsed under the impact of negative emotions, and his heart was filled with the urge to destroy the world.
At this time, the president's low-pitched reminder came to Tong's ears: "The divine power of the operating sun."
With confused thinking, he instinctively followed the instructions and used the divine power of the sun,
Resurrect the golden light sleeping in the body.
The divine power of the sun with purifying properties greatly alleviated the chaotic negative energy and allowed Zhang Yuanqing to regain a little confidence.
He knelt on the ground and leaned forward slightly, panting and looking at his chest.
The surface of the heart was completely covered by pitch black material, and some of the material flowed rapidly, drilling crazily into the atria.
These pitch-black substances are still very active and show no signs of stability, indicating that the fusion power has just begun and is far from over.
This is still a sealed phantom god item. You can imagine how terrifying the heart is before it is sealed. Master Wuhen has been training his heart for twenty years, and his will has already become as hard as steel.
While Zhang Yuanqing admired the master's willpower, he felt deeply that there was still a big gap between himself and the elder.
"You have passed the first stage, please concentrate." the president warned.
The next round of emotional shock comes, with a series of unsatisfactory encounters in life, including childhood loneliness, mother's indifference, classmates' bullying, and the uneasiness of living under someone else's roof.
The tragic, sad, and painful emotions in life are surging at this moment.
Zhang Yuanqing once again had the urge to destroy the world and himself.
"Ah!" He growled in pain, his facial expression was completely ferocious, chaotic starlight shone on his body, and a mysterious and dreamy nebula appeared on his forehead.
Then a gray brilliance appeared in the chaotic twinkling star army, and within the brilliance there were vaguely human faces of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. This was the embodiment of the illusionist's spiritual power.
The nebula mark on his forehead was also stained with a gray brilliance, and the nebula gradually distorted into a face that was crying and laughing.
The thin divine power of the sun was suppressed inside the body.
This continued for more than ten minutes, the starlight gradually dimmed, and the magician's nebula mark gradually transformed, turning into a smiling face with "a bitter smile intertwined".
He has been invaded by evil forces. If this continues, the Night Walker character card will be converted into an illusionist character card.
Mr. President watched silently, Zhang Yuanqing lost consciousness little by little, and his heart was filled with hatred and negative emotions. Just when he was about to transform into an illusionist, the sound of chanting the Buddha's name suddenly sounded in his dark heart.
"Life and death, reincarnation is endless, light and darkness are intertwined in confusion. Only when all things in the heart carry the yin and embrace the yang is the right path. Only when you have experienced darkness can you turn your heart to the light. Remember, remember! Amitabha!..."
This sound is gentle and low, but it is like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, deafening.
This voice was like a ray of light in the darkness that revealed the truth and goodness in Zhang Guangyuanqing's human nature. The surging negative emotions quickly calmed down and reason returned.
The facial mark on Zhang Yuanqing's forehead faded, and the gray energy on his body surface returned to his heart.
"Master Wu Yihen." Zhang Yuanqing whispered to himself, with tears streaming down his face.
At this time, the president's applause sounded again: "Congratulations, the integration was successful."
Zhang Yuanqing looked down and saw that the contents in his chest had now turned dark brown, and the dark matter had become solidified and dull, losing vitality.
"Successful!" Zhang Yuanqing lay down on the bed, breathing heavily as if exhausted, while feeling the power of the illusionist profession that was imprinted in his genes.
First of all, he possesses all the skills from illusionist to dream master, becoming a true dual-professional practitioner, combining the skills of the two pinnacle professions of illusionist and night wanderer.
Secondly, he has obtained one of the powers of the Heart Illusion God. Changing the ID of the spirit realm and transforming is the core trick of the illusionist. Changing the appearance, body, breath, and scout's insight skills are difficult to detect, and only the official star's astrology can restrain it.
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When this ability reaches the demigod stage, it directly becomes the ability to "modify spiritual realm ID".
Currently, He can only modify his own spiritual realm ID, which seems a bit useless.
But Zhang Yuanqing knows very well that this authority is still in the sealing stage, and will gradually be strengthened as the seal is loosened.
Zhang Yuanqing had a vague hunch that within half a month, this authority would be completely revived.
What specific functions it has are worth looking forward to.
It is worth mentioning that the seal on the heart is dissipating all the time. As it revives, the erosion of evil power will become more serious.
Zhang Yuanqing must become the Lord of the Sun within 180 days, suppress the phantom god items, or find a way to remove them before the seal is lifted.
Otherwise, you will become a fallen night wandering god like Ling Tuo.
"You certainly have potential. I have always had a good eye." Mr. President said in a relaxed tone: "The magic god items are resurrecting all the time. You must become a day travel god in the killing dungeon at the end of the year, otherwise you won't be able to wait for 180 days.
It will completely invade your character card and transform you into an illusionist." After saying that, he raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and disappeared into the room.
Zhang Yuanqing took off his blood-stained clothes, opened the closet, and went into the bathroom to wash himself off. It was already late at night, and his aunt and grandparents were both asleep.
He washed up first and then returned to the room, called Guan Ya and Fu Qingyang to report that he was safe, and then told Fu Qingyang the investment of the fused Huan Shen Heart, the American God Association and the Merchant Guild.
"For you, the appearance of this item is just the right time. You can disguise yourself as an illusionist overseas. With the illusionist's slippery and deceitful characteristics, you can retreat calmly even if you offend the master. But is your karma really special?
There are so many." Mr. Qian cursed like never before.
It is not easy to resurrect him once. The womb of the Mother Goddess can only be used once. This is the rule.
If Yuan Shi dies again, there will be nothing the gods can do.
Mr. Qian is a little tired.
"You got bored of me so quickly, so your love has disappeared, right?" Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart and said wisely, "Don't worry, boss, I will keep a low profile and will never cause trouble overseas."
"But come on! It's not a bad idea for you to go and harm the first district." Fu Qingyang asked, "When are you leaving? The funds have been prepared, 30 million federal coins. It's not much. You can save some money, it's not enough.
Find me again."
If converted into Chinese currency, it would be a small target of two solid dollars. Zhang Yuanqing paid his respects and said, "Thank you very much, boss. We will set off in three days."
After the call ended, Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed, thinking about the preparations before going abroad. There was no need to explain to the grandparents. Anyway, in the hearts of the family, Yuanzi accompanied his rich girlfriend and became a pretty boy who eats and sleeps with other people. He never misses home.
He originally wanted to take his whole family abroad, but then he thought that Yuanshi Tianzun had returned to the spiritual realm, and no one would persist in checking the identity of a dead person.
Therefore, the grandpa and grandma's family are more quiet than moving. The Five Elements Alliance and Taiyi Sect cannot disclose the resurrection from the dead, but there is no need to say goodbye.
"Well, I have to take back the props given to the gang members. I'm not dead, so the inheritance donation is considered invalid. It's reasonable. Gang members can't betray each other. But I still have to borrow another riding badge from the boss and add a layer of insurance."
As soon as he thought of it, Zhang Yuanqing opened the gang interface and selected the copy of "Black Sect Organ City", and then selected all the saints except Ryo Asano.
Beijing, apartment building, in warm-color style female bedroom, Sun Miaomiao curled up on the bed, tossing and turning.
She has been depressed since Yuanshi Tianzun returned to the spiritual realm, and even her favorite keystrokes are no longer interesting.
She slept less than three hours a day. Her grandfather said it was a mental illness, and the mental trauma could not be treated with medication, so she applied to the organization to become a magician to heal the trauma of lovers.
But Sun Miaomiao didn't want to do this. She didn't want to erase the trauma caused by Yuanshi Tianzun's return to the spiritual realm in this way. This was not a kind of betrayal.
At this time, the spiritual realm reminder sound came to my ears [the gang copy is opening]
[No. 2039, Mo Zong Organ City.]
[Difficulty level: B]
[Type: Multiplayer (death type)
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[The main mission has been completed.].
[Note: Non-spiritual items are not allowed to be brought in] Sun Miaomiao suddenly jumped up from the bed, dumbfounded.
In the office of the Chaoyang District Public Security Bureau, Emperor Zhao Cheng was busy working on the aftermath of Bishop Bing's invasion of the capital.
He is not as emotional as Sun Senmiao. As a man who does not hesitate to express his emotions, he will bury sadness and regret in his heart and occasionally take them out to taste and remember his old friends.
Most of the time, he would not be dominated by his emotions, but as the spiritual realm beeped, this man, who was not good at expressing emotions, stood blankly in the office.
The gang copy is being opened, Mo Zong Organ City, number: 039.
Xiahou Aotian, who was wearing pajamas and squatting on the toilet in the bathroom of Songhai Machine Technology Research Company, was suddenly startled, and then showed an unbelievable expression:
"Help, the gang's spiritual realm has been activated? Old man, old man, what's going on?"
"How do I know? Didn't you say that gang dungeons can only be opened by the gang leader..." Xiahou Aotian was stunned. A crazy conjecture came into his mind, and this conjecture made his whole body feel like electricity ran through him.
The old man with the ring was silent for a moment and reminded, "Don't worry about why the gang copy is opened. Are you sure you want to enter the spiritual realm in your current state?"
In this state, Xiahou Aotian suddenly changed his color and pulled out the roll of paper as fast as he could in his life.
Huadu.
In the bedroom of a high-end residence, Brother Hongji, who was leaning over his girlfriend and working hard to open up the capital and venting his depressed mood for the past few days, suddenly froze. The woman underneath him saw that he had stopped but did not inject energy, so she couldn't help but open her eyes.
He asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Brother Red Chicken jumped up and the angry dragon came out of the cave, looking all over the place, "Wait a minute, where are my underwear? Where are my underwear?"
Crab Market, in the rental house, Xiao Yuan heard the reminder sound from the spiritual realm while she was sleeping in a rental house. She stood up suddenly, stared blankly at the red square in front of her, her breathing became more and more steady, and she recalled the words of the mysterious man in her ears:
"Just wait at home, there will be good news in the near future!"
She seemed to have a premonition of something, her eyes instantly moistened: "Yuanshi."
Songhai.
In the bedroom with the curtains closed, the sleeping Tianxia Guihuo suddenly opened his eyes, his always calm face full of surprise and shock.
He was surrounded by a fair-skinned and graceful woman. As a mature man with power, he naturally could not be single. Tianxiaguihuo woke up instantly. He looked at the time and realized that after the gang copy was opened, he found that there was not enough time for him to get dressed.
Without any hesitation, he pushed the woman off the bed, held the corner of the quilt, rolled over, and wrapped herself in the ball.
Mo Zong's Organ City.
The sky is blue and the clouds are like cotton candy.
Zhang Yuanqing stood on a narrow path, with dense woods in front of him, vast and undulating mountains in the distance, and the wilderness behind him with undulating green grass and stars dotted with colorful wild flowers.
After waiting in silence for a moment, he saw the gang members of the Return of the Dead appearing in his field of vision one by one.