Chapter 327 Buying Slide Shoes

Shit! Zhang Yuanqing was shocked and immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

The reason why today's spiritual realm walkers are willing to abide by the rules is largely because their moral values ​​limit their bold ideas.

Even the evil professions with extremely vicious moral values ​​have to consider the consequences of moral values ​​falling below 60, so they dare to make trouble in a small range implicitly, rather than act recklessly.

It can be said that the existence of moral values ​​is crucial for the stability of modern society and the concealment of the existence of spiritual realm walkers from the general public.

Imagine that if there are superpowers everywhere making trouble, the court will not be able to conceal it even if it wants to.

Back to the point, the lawful and evil camps are constantly fighting, but they are generally at peace, which is also because of the existence of moral values.

Otherwise, there will be too many operations in the evil profession.

And now, a high-ranking night wandering god, an ancient boss who also practices illusionist spells, is not bound by moral values. It's scary to think about it.

The ancient tomb incident has escalated again. Fu Qingyang must be notified as soon as possible to let him pass the news to the Hangzhou branch and even the headquarters.

Take a deep breath and Zhang Yuanqing asked:

"My Lady, what is the specific level of your master?"

The Lady of Sandaoshan opened her red lips and said, "Golden Crow!"

The master Zhang Yuanqing sighed and no longer had any luck.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, he was invincible in the world. He was also a disciple of the Golden Crow. He led the entire sect to encircle and suppress it and paid a terrible price to seal it. With such combat power, how could he be a saint? He must be the master!

The Lady of Sandaoshan said:

"Don't worry too much. He has been sealed for a thousand years and is extremely weak. He can't make any waves for the time being. He should choose to lie dormant and recover in secret."

"Can he still recover? Isn't there no spiritual power in the real world?" Zhang Yuanqing frowned.

The goddess of Sandao Mountain glanced at him:

"But there are spiritual realm travelers, such as star officials like you, such as illusionists, the spiritual power in your body is the best nutrition. With enough nutrition, you can recover quickly."

Isn't this the cannibalism evil magic of the late Song Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty? The main target of the head of Chunyang Sect is illusionists and night wandering gods. Zhang Yuanqing was in a heavy mood.

The goddess of Sandao Mountain added another knife:

"Master hates me to the bone and will definitely take revenge. You used the devil pestle in front of him, which means he is targeting you. Be careful in the future."

Zhang Yuanqing's expression was dull for a moment, thinking that it didn't seem to be a big deal that the identity of the descendant of the Demon Lord was exposed.

The evil organization targeted me, the ancient demon head targeted me, and I am almost the enemy of the whole world.

When the goddess of Sandao Mountain saw the nice-speaking young man, her face suddenly fell and her lips curled up:

"You are entangled in karma, and this is not the only thing that matters."

There was a rare mischievous smile on her cold face.

Zhang Yuanqing sighed, "My goddess, my companion who lives next door has also been to the ancient tomb. Please let me go and take a look."

Hearing this, the old man cast his eyes on the wall, and a dreamy starlight appeared in his clear and beautiful eyes. After a while, she retracted her gaze and said:

"No need, she has not been possessed."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

He didn't think that the old Si Ji would be possessed, because the swordsman had the passive skill "Iron Will", his willpower was firm and his mental strength was strong, and the head of Chunyang was in a weak state, so it was unlikely that he would possess Guan Ya.

In addition, on the way back, he and Guan Ya sat in the back row. When the queen and Little Green Tea were not paying attention, Zhang Yuanqing often touched the old Si Ji's buttocks and thighs.

If the head of Chunyang Sect had taken over Guan Ya, Guan Ya, the head of the sect, could tolerate being touched by a young boy, but the head of the sect could not.

The anxiety just now was from the perspective of a lover, an instinctive worry, and irrational.

At this time, the old man asked:

"Do you know the Demon Lord?"

As soon as she said this, she noticed that the young man's breathing suddenly became rapid, and then quickly calmed down.

Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice:

"The Demon Lord is a lecherous and daring person who commits all kinds of evil, including rape and robbery. Although I have never seen him, I have heard of his bad reputation. Well, the man Bai Lan saw at the beginning was the Demon Lord."

Hearing Yuanshi Tianzun's evaluation of the Demon Lord, the Lady of Sandaoshan remembered Princess Yinyao's reaction at that time, and her face suddenly darkened.

After hearing the second half of the sentence, the old man raised his eyebrows and said, "It's him? What's your relationship with him?"

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head:

"The junior has nothing to do with the Demon Lord, and the person Bai Lan saw was not the Demon Lord, but someone disguised as the Demon Lord. The real Demon Lord has died, and it should not be fake with the endorsement of the leader-level spiritual realm walker."

The old man nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, and said:

"Let your officials in this world issue a warrant for arrest. It's best to capture him before the head of Chunyang Sect recovers. You must be cautious and careful. He won't let you go. I know his methods very well. When he recovers, he will definitely find you. And, he will definitely find you."

You let me take the blame like this? Zhang Yuanqing felt cold in her heart.

"If you find the trace of the head of Chunyang Sect, notify me immediately," said the goddess of Sandaoshan in a deep voice: "I will not be able to sleep or eat well unless my master is dead."

After saying that, she was about to return to the spiritual realm, but Zhang Yuanqing stopped her, "Wait. My lady, although I have an official position, I am incorruptible and love the people like my own children. I will not do anything corrupt or levy heavy taxes."

The goddess of Sandaoshan frowned and said:

"Speak nicely!"

Zhang Yuanqing: "The materials for summoning you are too expensive. I can't afford them, and the court will not reimburse me every time."

The goddess of Sandaoshan was stunned. It turned out to be these yellow and white things. Since she was promoted to the Golden Crow, she has been eating wind and drinking dew, traveling around the world, and has long regarded gold and silver as dirt. She has overlooked that Yuanshi Tianzun is in the world and cannot do without silver.

She pondered for a few seconds and said:

"Did you get the ancient cultivation books of the Pure Yang Sect in the Demon Sealing Land?"

"Yes!"

"In the Taiyin Refining Spirit Chapter, there is a talisman called the 'Evil Breaking Talisman', which is a high-level talisman drawn by the power of the sun. I will teach you the skills of drawing talismans. In the future, you can use the power of the sun in the Demon Subduing Pestle to make the Evil Breaking Talisman, which can be exchanged for some silver." She said.

Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed to have made a fortune, and he bowed his head: "Thank you, my lady!"

She nodded with satisfaction, and asked again:

"When will you enter the spiritual realm again?"

"Within half a month."

The old man pondered for a few seconds: "I will give you a few summoning scrolls, and when you return to the world, you can use them to summon me."

Alas. Zhang Yuanqing felt reluctant, "Junior understands."

The Demon-Subduing Pestle must be returned eventually, and you can't occupy someone's soul without returning it. If the old man was an evil demon, he might have used the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

But this cold lady was unexpectedly upright, and she was nice to him.

He had to return it both emotionally and rationally. Fortunately, the old man did not break the cause and effect and promised to give him the parchment.

At dawn, Zhang Yuanqing sat at the desk and stretched.

There was a thick stack of yellow paper talismans on the table, with smooth spiritual scrolls and a smooth brushstroke, which had an indescribable Taoist charm. This was the talisman drawn by Lao Bangzi.

The trash can was filled with wrinkled yellow paper, and the bright red brushstrokes were crooked. This was Zhang Yuanqing's scrapped draft.

He practiced all night, but there was not a single successful work.

There were a few that almost succeeded, but in the end, because of Zhang Yuanqing's shiver, the whole talisman was invalid, which made the young genius of the Five Elements Alliance very frustrated.

But Lao Bangzi said with emotion that in ancient times, practitioners had to learn to draw talismans for three years before they could get started, and the spiritual realm directly gave you the talent of spiritual scrolls. You can control a high-level talisman in a few days or half a month.

"For ancient practitioners, cultivation is a lifelong thing, and progress is slow, so they have a lot of time to study their own abilities and develop various spells. For spiritual realm practitioners, there is a dungeon every month, and a single-player dungeon with life-and-death crisis every three months. Surviving is already a great effort, so there is no time to study spells."

So contemporary spiritual realm practitioners with good talent can become a big boss in just a few years.

And ancient practitioners who practiced hard for half a lifetime may only be a saint, and this is when the spiritual power of heaven and earth is not diluted.

But the mortality rate of ancient practitioners is not high, while the mortality rate of spiritual realm practitioners is very high. After a few years, the "geniuses" at the middle and low levels may be replaced.

There is gain and loss.

Putting the yellow paper talisman back into the drawer, Zhang Yuanqing pinched his eyebrows and felt a headache for the head of Chunyang again.

"Night Wanderer is a top profession. The head of Chunyang Sect can also do many fancy spells. He also practices the skills of the illusionist profession, which is also a top profession. In addition, he is possessed by inner demons and is crazy and has no bottom line in doing things."

Zhang Yuanqing thought, who can bear this? !

"Anyway, I can't bear it. Report to Fu Qingyang. If the sky falls, there will be tall people to support it. Let the elders worry about it. Well, but I am also very dangerous. It is equivalent to taking part of the cause and effect for Lao Bangzi. The good thing is that her entanglement with me has deepened."

The deeper the cause and effect entanglement, the harder it is to sever the relationship. For example, if there is no matter of the head of Chunyang Sect, the cause and effect between him and Lao Bangzi will most likely end after returning the demon pestle.

But now that the matter of the head of Chunyang Sect has happened, don't think about severing the relationship in the short term.

He stood up at the table, turned into a dreamy starlight, and disappeared in the bedroom.

Aphasia Village

In the main tomb chamber of the ancient tomb in the mountains, a golden light penetrated the surface and shone into the dim underground palace.

"Princess, that old witch is here again"

The Yin jade doll placed in the niche screamed crisply and fell to the ground with a thud.

The ghost mirror and the silver box rouge in the niche next to it trembled.

Princess Yin Yao floated out of the jade coffin, stood by, looked at the Sanda Mountain Goddess who was slowly descending in the golden light, and said respectfully:

"Master! You ran away to the world?

"Then, the man who summoned you, is it Yuanshi Tianzun?"

The Sanda Mountain Goddess slowly landed, the golden light dissipated, she nodded and said:

"That's right!"

Before Princess Yin Yao "spoke", the old man said coldly: "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes here?"

Princess Yin Yao's pale face was stunned, "Master, what do you mean by this?"

The old man said:

"Within half a month, I will find a way to let you leave the spiritual realm and serve Yuanshi Tianzun. I, your master, owe him a favor. He will be in danger soon, so you must protect him. I will not bother with you about the jade coffin. "

Princess Yin Yao stood there in a daze.

Fujia Bay.

It was dawn, half past five, and there was still half an hour before the bunny girls started work. Zhang Yuanqing went directly to the door of the master bedroom on the third floor, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

Fu Qingyang had a bad habit. The young master was too ill and had strict rules. The bunny girls didn't dare to disturb him during his rest time for fear of being scolded.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to embarrass them.

The bunny girls living in the guest rooms on the same floor opened the door sleepily, poked their heads out, and when they saw Yuanshi Tianzun, they silently shrank back.

A dozen seconds later, the door of the master bedroom opened automatically, and a puppet in armor stood at the door "cold and ruthless", saying in a voice of "I really want to beat you to death":

"Why didn't you call. "

It's right next door. Why call? It's faster to just come here. Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Boss, I've seen the queen. I have something important to report."

"Go to the study and wait!" Fu Qingyang's cold voice came from the armored puppet.

Zhang Yuanqing whispered: "I think it's best to talk now."

The tone of "I really want to beat you to death" turned into "I plan to listen first, and then consider whether to beat you to death", and said:

"Come in! Wait in the outer hall. "

Zhang Yuanqing immediately entered the bedroom and looked around. Behind the door was a spacious outer hall with a high-end reception sofa and coffee table in the middle. There were cigar cabinets, wine cabinets, refrigerators, and bonsai on the wall. On the other side was a shelf with antiques and porcelain. Opposite the bedroom door was a convex window with a large desk in front of it.

The outer hall can also be regarded as a study, but Fu Qingyang rarely receives subordinates here. It should be used to receive relatives and friends.

Zhang Yuanqing sat down on the sofa. Ten minutes later, Fu Qingyang, who had finished washing and combed his hair meticulously, wore a white formal suit and opened the door of the inner hall.

He still has a lot of idol baggage. Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart.

"What's the matter! "Fu Qingyang's face was grim.

Maybe because he had been woken up by his phone calls too many times in the middle of the night, Fu Qingyang was not happy, but he felt that this was normal

Zhang Yuanqing did not keep him in suspense and went straight to the point:

"The queen told me that the head of Chunyang Sect is not dead yet"

Just after he finished half of the sentence, he saw Fu Qingyang's face froze, and then his pupils contracted. Although he recovered quickly, his face became extremely solemn.

Fu Qingyang quickly entered the working state, and the unhappiness in his heart dissipated. He walked quickly to the sofa and sat down, staring at his trusted subordinate with burning eyes:

"Repeat her words in detail. "

Zhang Yuanqing told Fu Qingyang exactly what the old man said.

A master-level sun wandering god who also practices magic skills, goes crazy and becomes a demon. He specializes in eating spiritual realm travelers and is not bound by moral values. Even someone as confident as Fu Qingyang was in a trance for a few seconds, and then he couldn't sit still.

"The nature of this matter is enough to convene a meeting of ten elders." Fu Qingyang frowned with heroic spirit, "The incident of the Dionysus Club has not been resolved, and a Chunyang Sect Master has appeared. This year is really a turbulent year."

He quickly stood up: "I'll go to the study, you can do whatever you want. "

After saying that, he left the study room quickly.

Okay, the hot potato has been thrown away. Zhang Yuanqing transferred the pressure to Fu Qingyang, and his body and mind were relaxed.

At 9:30 in the morning, Jiangchen Apartment.

Wearing a baseball cap and a mask, Zhang Yuanqing entered the building, took the elevator, and stopped in front of the security door of Room 608.

"Dongdong!"

He knocked on the door with his fingers.

Soon, footsteps came from behind the door, and a hot blonde opened the door and asked in a foreign language:

"Are you Mr. Yuanshi?"

Zhang Yuanqing also responded in a foreign language: "Yes, I'm looking for Mr. Bill and have an appointment with him."

"He told me," the blonde girl stepped aside and made way.

Zhang Yuanqing entered the house, passed the entrance, and saw Mr. Bill, who had a mature masculine charm, sitting on the sofa in the spacious and luxurious living room with a computer on his knees. I don't know if he was working or surfing the Internet.

"Please sit down! Coffee or tea. Oh, your favorite Coke." Mr. Bill told the blonde to get coffee and pointed to the single sofa opposite.

"Where's Annie?" Zhang Yuanqing sat down and looked around.

This is a large flat with an area of ​​nearly 200 square meters, and the decoration style is typical Western style.

"You may have misunderstood the relationship between Annie and me." Mr. Bill smiled and shook his head:

"She is my assistant, that's all. Although I admit that Annie has a fatal temptation to men, my reason tells me that freedom is more important."

After a simple explanation, he didn't beat around the bush and said:

"What do you want to buy this time?"

Zhang Yuanqing likes the attitude of the foreigner to get straight to the point: "I want to buy shovel shoes. "

He had two purposes for this visit, one was to buy shovel shoes, and the other was to buy materials for making talisman paper.

Of course, it was not the talisman for breaking evil, but materials such as peach blossom talismans, talismans for avoiding disasters, and thunder talismans.

He planned to sell some of the talismans for breaking evil, as well as the bronze tripod.

The life-saving ability of the shovel shoes was too strong. If he was ambushed by the head of the Chunyang Sect in the future, he would have one more means of life-saving and one more hope.

"Have you prepared 100 million?" Mr. Bill pondered for a few seconds:

"To be honest, even if you are willing to pay 100 million, I don't want to sell it. Money is of course important, but when money accumulates to a certain level, their value is actually not high.

"We also have to consider the problem of inflation, and props will never inflate if they are not used. Mr. Yuanshi, if you can come up with props that satisfy me, I will consider it."