Chapter 287 Coming to Reality

In the taxi, Zhang Yuanqing remembered that he had not yet informed Aunt Xiaoyuan of the news of clearing the killing copy.

——Although she must have known it from Kou Beiyue.

"Interpersonal relationships still need to be maintained. I was entangled with Guan Ya all morning and forgot to inform Xiaoyuan."

Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to "Magic Aunt Xiaoyuan":

"Aunt Xiaoyuan, I'm back. Beiyue must have told you my points. Ahaha, I broke the record. It's a pity that I didn't bet with you before entering the killing copy."

Unexpectedly, the message was sent out, and no one responded for a long time.

Didn't see it? Zhang Yuanqing thought, at this point, she should be standing at the front desk of the hotel, lowering her head to play with her mobile phone.

He sent another message:

"I just became a saint, and I'm busy with things. I'll go to the hotel to see you in a few days (smile)."

Without getting a reply, he opened the official forum to check the evaluation of himself by the major branches of the Five Elements Alliance.

#Yuanshi Tianzun has done an unprecedented feat. Everyone is saying whether he has the qualifications to be the leader

#The Night Wanderer of Taiyi Sect has a polarized evaluation of Yuanshi Tianzun. They all shouted: Elder Sun is confused

#Back then, the Demon Lord joined forces with the evil professions to kill the official colleagues who entered the dungeon. Now Yuanshi Tianzun has wiped out the evil camp, which is very gratifying

Leaving aside the top announcement and the post of Peony Fairy, the first few pages of the forum are all about discussing the killing dungeon and discussing him.

Many familiar spiritual realm IDs are swiping in the comments: "Master Tianzun".

Zhang Yuanqing also saw many unfamiliar spiritual realm IDs.

[霸刀砍菜鸡: This batch of extraordinary colleagues in the middle of the year are lucky. Back then, two-thirds of the colleagues who entered the killing dungeon with me died. There are 15 people who have been promoted to saints in the Five Elements Alliance this time. In addition to the killing dungeon at the end of the year, this year's organization has a great harvest. Based on this alone, Yuanshi Tianzun's contribution is so great that it is difficult to estimate. I wonder what kind of reward the headquarters will give him. ]

[Honest Zhang Bairen: He earned more merits from killing a dungeon once than we did in our lifetime. By the way, I am now looking forward to teaming up with him to go to the dungeon, so that I can also hug Yuanshi Tianzun's thigh. ]

[Third-rate mystery novelist: Yuanshi Tianzun's points broke the record, and the experience and props he obtained were all top-level, more and stronger than ordinary saints. If I match him, I might really hug his thigh. ]

[Gu Ren You Ji: These guys are all deacons, otherwise they would never dare to be so rampant and call Tianzun Laoye directly. ]

[Gu Ri Ku Duo: It doesn't matter. In another year or two, they will call Tianzun Laoye like us. ]

[Little Pig George: Be bold, maybe in the second half of the year, they will call Tianzun Laoye. ]

[霸刀沾菜鸡: Which branch are the above ones from? The Internet is not a lawless place, so be careful when you speak. ]

Among these messy posts, there are also a few that are out of place, such as:

#I admit that Yuanshi Tianzun played a key role in the killing copy, but everyone should not blindly follow the trend and ignore the contributions of others

——Poster: Tianxia Guihuo.

However, no one paid attention to him. Among the few dozen comments, half of them replied with trash talk, and the other half mocked him, calling him a shame for the fire master.

All those who scolded him were fire masters.

Another example:

#Just now I heard a news that the official forum of Taiyi Sect was collectively banned. It is said that Yuan Ting posted something, and the post has been deleted. The content is not known for the time being

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing's heart suddenly skipped a beat, thinking that what was coming had finally come.

If the family scandal of the great elder of Baihua Club spreads, I don't know whether Yuan Ting will be silenced, but I will definitely be angered.

Then, he thought of something even more terrifying: Fu Qingyang's rubbish theory and the information confessed by the Demon Eye King could not be concealed.

"The Centurion will not let me go, nor will the Dog Elder. It's over. Barbie Q is gone."

Zhang Yuanqing's heart suddenly sank.

In mid-June, at noon, the sun was scorching.

On the street outside the community, the supermarket hung down a plastic windproof curtain, and there were few customers. In the fruit shop next door, the boss was bored and eating watermelon, and there were also few customers.

This summer is particularly hot, and the old men and women don't like to go out.

In addition to the still turbulent traffic, there are very few pedestrians.

The taxi stopped outside the community. Zhang Yuanqing, who once again left the blood rose in Fujia Bay, opened the door, and under the scorching sun, he ran to the fruit shop across the street to buy two big watermelons, and then went to the supermarket to buy a pack of cigarettes.

You don't need to bring gifts home, except for those who have done "bad things".

He stayed in the killing dungeon for three days, and his grandmother and aunt had more than 30 missed calls and dozens of unread messages.

If he didn't bring something back this time, he would be the one to be picked up for the mixed doubles. Together with his grandfather, it would be three Zhang Yuanqings.

He took the elevator to the door of his house, entered the password, and opened the security door.

It was just past dinner time, and in the living room, his grandparents, who had just finished lunch, were sitting in the living room watching TV.

"Grandma, I'm back!"

Zhang Yuanqing called out "sweetly".

Grandma looked over her shoulder, with a sneer on her face:

"Who is this? Why are you calling people randomly? My family doesn't have a grandson, but a white-eyed wolf."

Zhang Yuanqing said, "Mom, I'm back."

"Who are you calling mom!" Grandma got up and hit him.

"Didn't you say you don't have a grandson?" Zhang Yuanqing pretended to be wronged.

Grandma slapped his scalp several times and said angrily:

"You still know how to come back? You don't answer the phone, you don't reply to text messages, you have grown wings, right?"

"Didn't I say I would go out to live for a few days? I just got a girlfriend." Zhang Yuanqing lied without hesitation and used "girlfriend" to highlight that he is an adult. Grandma shouldn't be too controlling.

"You can't disappear even if you have a girlfriend. Is it your girlfriend who doesn't let you answer the phone?" Grandma thought that my grandson would never be so rebellious. It must be the wild woman outside who led my precious grandson astray.

It was Lingjing who didn't let me answer the phone, not my girlfriend. Zhang Yuanqing avoided the topic and quickly stuffed the watermelon in my hand: "My girlfriend knows that you like to eat watermelon, so she bought it at the gate of the community."

Then she handed the cigarette to grandpa: "Grandpa also has a gift."

Grandpa took the cigarette, looked at it carefully, nodded with satisfaction, "Be careful."

After receiving the watermelon, grandma's attitude also improved slightly, and she snorted:

"She sent you back? Why didn't you come up with her."

"You're shy."

"The day after tomorrow is Saturday. Bring her back to me for dinner. I told you to bring her back last time. It's been so long. If you keep perfunctory, I'll call and tell your mother about it." Grandma looked like "I want to investigate."

"What does Chen Shu have to do with it? I've expelled her from my mother's home." Zhang Yuanqing muttered.

Grandma frowned: "What did you say?"

Zhang Yuanqing said loudly: "I know, I'll ask later."

He planned to bring Guan Ya back. If Guan Ya didn't agree, he would bring Blood Rose back to pretend to be his girlfriend.

Although the corpse had cold eyes and lacked spirituality, he had a ghost bride. The ghost bride was a Qiannu from a hundred years ago. She paid great attention to respect and etiquette. She would be extremely respectful to her husband's grandparents.

The only thing to note is that she might suddenly say: "My daughter Bai Lan has met the two ancestors. In the future, I will serve my husband well and continue the family line."

Zhang Yuanqing, who is good at socializing, really didn't know how to round up the words.

"Have you eaten?" Grandma frowned.

"I'm starving!"

"There are some dishes left. I'll make them for you now." Grandma turned and went to the kitchen.

The family never left leftovers. If they couldn't be finished, they would be thrown away.

International Building.

Anne sat in front of the computer desk, her round and delicate fingers flying on the keyboard, she wrote an email and clicked send.

After learning the news from Lingjun of Taiyi Sect, she returned to the office and contacted some official members sponsored by the Beauty God Association, and confirmed the information from them.

So she immediately wrote an email and sent it to her immediate superior, the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

Annie took her hands off the keyboard, picked up the cup on the table, took a sip of coffee, stared at the four words "Sent Successfully" displayed on the screen, and was slightly absent-minded.

Until this moment, she had not recovered from the shocking information.

She expected that Yuanshi Tianzun had the hope of hitting the top of the list, after all, he was the man she liked, but Anne never expected that this young man in a foreign country would achieve such an exaggerated result.

A quarter of an hour later, the inbox showed an unread email.

Annie knew that the minister's response had arrived.

Immediately opened the mailbox, and sure enough, she saw the letterhead of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Beauty God Association.

The minister's reply was short, but it was full of determination:

"Develop Yuanshi Tianzun into a member of the Beauty God Association, no matter what method you use. We hope to see results within half a month, otherwise we will consider letting Betty replace you."

Betty is the lover of the Demon Lord and an outstanding beauty in the Beauty God Association.

She knows how to seduce men, and has an angelic appearance and a devilish figure. Because of this, the Demon Lord knows it is a trap, but resolutely throws himself into it.

Annie is confident that she is no worse than Betty, but she has to admit that she is not as good as Betty in seducing targets.

Annie was born in a wealthy family. Her ancestors were nobles two hundred years ago.

Therefore, she was taught etiquette since she was a child and heard about the glory of her ancestors. She is proud in her heart. In diplomatic affairs, she is good at using decent etiquette, elegant conversation, and professional characteristics to achieve her goals.

Betty is better at using beauty and body to complete tasks.

Of course, for a target like Yuanshi Tianzun, Annie will naturally make full use of her sex appeal, but she still needs to consider how to get Yuanshi Tianzun.

Generally speaking, boys of this age are easy to seduce and can be easily hooked up to bed, but Yuanshi Tianzun is different. He seems to have a special liking for pig tails, and the profession of love is not the Eastern witchcraft master, nor the Western demon clan, and it is impossible to grow a seductive pig tail.

Therefore, it is necessary to change the way of thinking.

The little boy has a strong possessiveness. Since he is not the kind of boy who can be hooked up to bed at will, I have to pay attention to my image and can't let him think that I am a woman with a romantic nature, so that he will stay away from me.

Men like docile women and lack resistance to beautiful opposite sex who pleases them in every way. In Chinese, I use gentleness, gentleness, and gentleness.

First, I invited him to dinner to celebrate his promotion to Saint.

At this time, the mobile phone on the desk rang, and the caller was Lingjun.

Annie answered the phone.

"Miss Annie, are you free tomorrow night? Can I invite you to dinner?" Lingjun's mellow, gentle, and masculine voice came.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lingjun, I don't have time tomorrow night." Annie declined tactfully.

"Okay."

Lingjun couldn't figure out why the woman who had been talking happily in the morning suddenly turned her face and was ruthless. The love profession was indeed a female sea king.

But Lingjun would not admit defeat. He had a lot of strategies to attack Annie, so as to complete the task assigned by Fu Qingyang.

After dinner and drinking the pigeon soup stewed by his grandmother, Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed, touching his belly.

Enjoying the cold wind from the air conditioner, he scattered his thoughts endlessly, thinking about various problems.

"Strange, I've been back for a long time, and the people who brag about me on the forum can line up in the capital, why hasn't Elder Gou found me yet? He should have talked to me by now."

"He can't possibly guess that I want to take the opportunity to make a request and apply for materials from the organization's warehouse to upgrade the level of Yin corpses and spirit servants.

After being promoted to a saint, many things are waiting for him.

First of all, it's a matter of position. The merits and level are enough, and the organization's appointment documents should come down soon. Before issuing the documents, Elder Gou should talk to him. Make suggestions on promotion and assignment, and seek the opinions of the parties involved.

Zhang Yuanqing's idea is to stay in Songhai as much as possible.

He is not yet old enough to leave his hometown for work, and he is not ready.

Secondly, the upgrade of Yin corpses and spirit servants.

Whether it is the ghost bride, the little funny guy, or the blood rose, they should all be upgraded, otherwise they cannot match his level.

Finally, investigate the matter of Bingge.

"I am now a saint and can investigate Bingge's disappearance. But he did not leave any clues except the Elvis speaker. Yes, the Elvis speaker is the clue. This thing has self-awareness. It knows that after I am promoted to a saint, it should play the clues of Bingge."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing got up and walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out the speaker with a black metal shell.

"I have cleared the killing copy. If you have any clues about the 'young soldier king', tell me now. "

The Elvis speaker was very stubborn and ignored him.

What a non-violent non-cooperative prop. Why didn't the devil tear you apart? Zhang Yuanqing took out the bloodthirsty blade with ease and put the tip of the blade against the speaker shell.

"Zizizi. Help! Someone's been killed! Chang Wei has killed someone."

A cheap cry for help came from the speaker.

As soon as Zhang Yuanqing exerted force with his palm, the cry for help from the Elvis speaker suddenly stopped. Amid the zizizi sound of electricity, heavy panting came:

"Hu, huhu."

The panting sounded like an old blower, extremely hoarse.

Then, The voice of the Demon Lord came with gnashing teeth:

"Damn the white-haired woman, her strength is much stronger than mine. I haven't reached the demigod realm yet, so I am not her opponent. Wait, when I become a demigod, the supreme strong man, I will definitely wash away today's humiliation with blood

"However, Baimao is really beautiful, more beautiful than my sister Yin Ji, and more beautiful than most women I have slept with. The only one who can compare with her in appearance, figure and temperament is the president."

Zhang Yuanqing frowned slightly. He confirmed that this was the voice of the Demon Lord, but compared with the Demon Lord during the extraordinary and saint periods, this voice was more vicissitudes and hoarse.

As far as he knew, the time span from the rise to the fall of the Demon Lord was not long.

In just a few years, he suddenly became vicissitudes. Zhang Yuanqing thought, in the few years since this guy became a spiritual realm walker, what he experienced was probably something that others could not experience in several lifetimes.

Then, he thought about who Baimao was and how beautiful he was? Could he be more beautiful than my sister Guan Ya?

What level is demigod? Extraordinary, Saint, Overlord. Next is demigod? Or is demigod an unofficial term, referring to certain powerful groups?

"Demon Lord, do you have anything else in your mind besides sleeping with women?" A voice rang out from the loudspeaker, an extremely familiar voice.

Zhang Yuanqing was refreshed, it was Brother Bing's voice.

"Hehe!" Demon Lord sneered:

"You only know violence. By the way, I have made an appointment with a few beautiful wood demons, moist and tender. You can stay and play with us. Life is short, enjoy it while you can."

"Not interested!" Brother Bing's voice became deeper and deeper: "After being promoted to Overlord, the Corrupted Holy Grail has eroded you more deeply, Demon Lord, I almost don't recognize you."

At this point, Brother Bing suddenly sighed:

"I thought Yin Ji could change you, I thought she was a good medicine, but I didn't expect that after losing her, you became more and more corrupt, and self-abandonment is not your way Style. "

The Demon Lord was silent for a few seconds, skipped Yin Ji's topic, and slowly said:

"So we have to kill the Weird Eye Judge. The higher the level, the deeper the erosion of the Fallen Holy Grail. Since I was promoted to the Lord, I always hear voices that I shouldn't hear and see things that I shouldn't see. When I was asleep, there seemed to be a terrible will awakening in my body. It wanted to replace me and control me. That will came from the Fallen Holy Grail.

"I suspect that once I am promoted to a demigod, I will be possessed by that will."

The voice of Brother Bing sounded from the loudspeaker: "Do you have a detailed plan? When will you start?"

"Half a year later," the Demon Lord replied, and then said:

"We must be prepared for failure first. If we die in the hands of the Weird Eye Judge, everything will be off the table. But if we survive by chance and fail, we have to find a way to suppress the pollution of the Holy Grail. What do you think? "

Brother Bing thought for a moment and said:

"I know a bachelor named 'Lian Sanyue'. She has reached the pinnacle of prop research. Maybe there is a way to suppress the pollution of the Holy Grail."

"What is the relationship between Lian Sanyue and 'Fenghuo'?" The Demon Lord snorted, "Okay, give me the answer as soon as possible."

The audio ends here.

It's a rare time that there is no "pa pa pa" and "ah ah ah" when listening to the audio of the Demon Lord. Zhang Yuanqing silently complained in his heart.

He stared at the Elvis speaker and thought carefully about the audio content:

"The erosion of the Holy Grail will be deeper as the level increases. At the most terrible time, it will directly take over the body? But it is also possible that the consciousness that the Demon Lord refers to is actually the second personality bred by the Holy Grail. No wonder the Demon Lord must kill the Weird Eye Judge. Part of it is grudges, and the other part is that if he doesn't kill the Weird Eye Judge, he dare not be promoted to a demigod. "

Yes, Zhang Yuanqing has confirmed that above the Lord is a demigod.

"I remember that the Demon Lord is only one step away from the Supreme, and that Supreme should be a demigod, but the Trick Eye Judge must be far from the Supreme. The Demon Lord died at the beginning, and there is indeed an inside story."

At the same time, he knew what the next step of investigating Brother Bing was - looking for Lian Sanyue!

Based on the audio content, it is not difficult to guess that Brother Bing later found a way to suppress the pollution of the Fallen Holy Grail. Finding this Lian Sanyue will reveal Brother Bing's whereabouts.

Not bad, not bad. As my level increases, the Elvis speaker gives more and more dry goods. Zhang Yuanqing touched the top of his beloved prop, opened the drawer, and put it back.

"Zizi." The Elvis speaker made an electric sound, as if it was unwilling to be taken back so quickly, and issued a high-pitched audio:

"If there is something wrong, Zhong Wuyan, if there is nothing wrong, Xia Yingchun! If there is something wrong, Zhong Wuyan, if there is nothing wrong, Xia Yingchun! "

The sound reverberated deafeningly in the room.

"Yuanzi~"

Grandma's voice came from the living room: "Turn down the volume a bit, don't disturb your grandpa watching the news."

"Got it." Zhang Yuanqing put the Elvis speaker back on the table.

After all, the content played was a simple protest, not the Demon Lord's in-depth and easy-to-understand audio of the female master, so it was okay to compromise appropriately.

The Elvis speaker immediately played a soothing and melodious piano piece, and lowered the pitch.

This prop that cannot be put into the inventory, occasionally when the addiction comes, it will be full of performance desire like this.

--There is a bohemian and freedom-loving Elvis soul imprisoned in it.

Zhang Yuanqing listened to the soothing piano music and remembered that there was one more thing, whether the Demon Pestle should be returned to the old clapper, he still needed to ask the dog elder.

"The Demon Pestle has been located by the Queen. If it is not returned, it cannot be used in the copy, but at least it is still in reality. Can be used. Once returned, this prop will be completely out of my reach. As the first prop, my feelings for it are as deep as a cat's feelings for dried fish. By the way, Lao Bangzi is really fucking beautiful, an oriental classical goddess."

Muttering to himself, he took out the demon-suppressing pestle and touched it more while it was still by his side.

Maybe there will be no chance in the future.

The brass pestle, about half an arm long and slightly heavy in the hand, with exquisite spells engraved on it, appeared in his palm.

Zhang Yuanqing stroked the cold brass pestle with his fingers, looked at it for a few seconds, and suddenly found something wrong. The originally dull brass pestle turned out to be extremely bright, as if it had been polished, as if it had just been turned out of the factory.

"Hey, after Lao Bangzi used it, it became brighter and newer? See if the properties have changed."

As soon as the words fell, the Demon-Subduing Pestle suddenly burst into a strong golden light, overwhelming the sunlight coming in from the window, dyeing the ceiling, walls, and everything in the room into brilliant gold.

A goddess wearing colorful feathered clothes and with a fairy-like appearance floated out of the Demon-Subduing Pestle and stood gracefully in the air.

The next second, the fairy lowered her cold eyes and said coldly:

"Old man?"

Zhang Yuanqing's mind was greatly shocked, and he was stunned, forgetting to bow his head.