I use technology to revitalize the underworld

Feng Jingchen couldn't help but pause.

Obviously, behind the door should be Murong Qiao's room.This layout...

Yan Wangyin drifted over, wondering: "This kid, why did you make your house look like a secret way?"

Suddenly, it sneaked into Feng Jingchen's arms nervously and vigilantly: "Chenchen, isn't he planning to sneak attack you in the middle of the night?!"

Feng Jingchen: "..."

Although I knew that what Yan Wangyin was talking about was a real "sneak attack", but on this occasion, no matter how I heard it, there seemed to be ambiguity.

Feng Jingchen glanced at Yan Wangyin lightly, but in the end he still didn't open the door, turned around and walked back.

Yan Wangyin was puzzled: "Chenchen, why don't you go and have a look? Let's attack him too!"

Feng Jingchen grabbed Yan Wangyin who was about to move: "He is injured, don't disturb his rest."

"Oh~" Yan Wangyin couldn't help moaning when he saw Feng Jingchen being so considerate.

Feng Jingchen looked down at it: "You seem to have a problem with him?"

"I didn't! How could I target a little celestial master! Hmph~" Yan Wangyin denied it very quickly and thoroughly.

However, Feng Jingchen couldn't help but glance at it suspiciously because of this obvious intention to cover up.

Yan Wangyin snorted again, turned around and ignored Feng Jingchen's gaze.

It just hates that kid, hum!

Obviously it is the seal of the king of hell, and it is the existence that has the closest relationship with Chen Chen.

But as soon as Murong Qiao appeared, Yan Wangyin felt that the most tacit understanding with Chen Chen in this world was not him, but that brat.

This made Yan Wangyin feel a deep crisis!How could he not hate Murong Qiao.

Of course, it won't tell Chen Chen about such small thoughts~

Feng Jingchen was used to the little secret hidden in Yan Wangyin's heart, so he didn't care about it anymore.

After washing up, he returned to his room and opened the door of the cloakroom.

Then, Feng Jingchen had another meal.

All I saw was a [-]-square-meter cloakroom, most of which were hung with all kinds of skirts.

Take a closer look, and all of them are still hanging tags, obviously brand new.

Feng Jingchen: "?"

Yan Wangyin also floated over: "Why does this kid have so many skirts in his room? Does he like to wear them?"

Feng Jingchen: "..."

Being so crooked by Yan Wang's seal, the appearance of Murong Qiao wearing these skirts instantly appeared in Feng Jingchen's mind.

Not to mention...it's pretty nice.

Feng Jingchen was amused by his own imagination.

However, he did not comment too much on the dresses in this room.Obviously these clothes are all prepared for the future hostess of this room.

Feng Jingchen only managed to find a white neutral T-shirt among them.

As a result, the tag accidentally slipped off, revealing the five-figure price on it.

Poor student Feng Jingchen: "?"

In the end, Feng Jingchen walked out of the room wearing a white T-shirt and jeans worth half of his house.

It feels... not much different from his more than 100 school uniforms.

Feng Jingchen went straight downstairs, ready to see if there was any food.

But I found that "early in the morning", there was a fat figure standing at the door of the living room, playing games silently facing the garden.

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly: "Little?"

"Damn it!!" Murong Xiaoxiao was startled by the sound, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

He turned around and saw Feng Jingchen, very surprised: "Brother Chen? Why are you here? When did you come? Why didn't you ask me to pick you up? Have you received the admission letter?"

After he finished asking, he suddenly realized: "Huh? No! Brother Chen, why are you in this... villa? Could it be that you..."

Before he finished speaking, Murong Qiao's voice came lazily from the stairs: "Where is he not here? Why are you here so early?"

Feng Jingchen and Murong Xiaoxiao looked up together.

He saw Murong Qiao leaning on the handrail of the stairs.

He was wearing a moon-white silk robe today, which looked very loose and homely at first glance.

But a pair of long sleeves are very exaggerated and delicate puff sleeves, plus the delicate and gorgeous silver bracelet and ring chain worn on the right hand.

Even if the black hair is casually loose, it makes people feel a bit luxurious and lazy.

However, such beauty is not everyone can appreciate.

When Murong Xiaoxiao saw Murong Qiao, her expression froze suddenly, like a mouse meeting a cat.Seeing the excitement of his friend, he was instantly doused with ice water.

Murong Qiao walked slowly to Feng Jingchen's side: "Ayu, good morning."

Feng Jingchen: "Morning. How is your injury?"

"It's already scabbed~" Murong Qiao smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, obviously in a very good mood.

He looked at Murong Xiaoxiao again: "Why are you so stupid? Can't you call someone?"

Murong Xiaoxiao: "..."

His round fleshy face turned red in an instant, he raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Jingchen, and then he quickly shouted like a mosquito: "Hello, Grandpa Tang."

Feng Jingchen: "..."

Yan Wangyin: "???"

It jumped up suddenly: "What grandpa?! Isn't this kid only 18 years old? How old was his child?"

Feng Jingchen glanced at Yan Wangyin indiscriminately, but he looked extremely calm.

And Murong Qiao was finally satisfied when he heard the greeting from "good grandson", and there was a bit of kindness in his smile: "Good boy. What are you doing here?"

After Murong Xiaoxiao said the greeting, she finally broke down and relaxed.

He looked at Murong Qiao angrily: "My dad asked me to bring you breakfast."

"Oh, then you put down the meal and go back." Murong Qiao waved his hand, apparently very good at ordering this eldest grandson.

If it was the past, Murong Xiaoxiao would definitely turn around and run away now, not at all wanting to stand with this "grandpa" who is the same age as her.

But today...

Murong Xiaoxiao decided to ignore this guy directly, and looked at Feng Jingchen eagerly: "Brother Chen, would you like to go back to have breakfast with me?"

Feng Jingchen hasn't responded yet.

Murong Qiao raised his brows to Lao Gao instantly, and put his arm on Feng Jingchen's shoulder: "Go, go, Ayu is my guest, and it's none of your business."

Murong Xiaoxiao pouted dissatisfiedly: "What Ayu? This is my brother Chen! Did you admit the wrong person!"

"Heh~" Murong Qiao raised his head proudly and complacently, "This is the nickname between me and Ayu, only I can call it~"

"What?!" Murong Xiaoxiao's eyes widened in shock, "When did your relationship become so good?!"

He remembered that he pushed Murong Qiao's WeChat account to Feng Jingchen, was it only a dozen days ago? !

How did their relationship become like this so quickly?

You know, Murong Xiaoxiao and Feng Jingchen shared the dormitory and the same table since the first year of high school.

But it wasn't until the second year of high school that the two developed into good friends amid Murong Xiaoxiao's enthusiasm (hugging thighs)!

How could Murong Qiao develop so fast with Brother Chen?

This unscientific! !

Murong Xiaoxiao put her hands on her hips angrily: "I don't agree!"

Murong Qiao didn't pay attention to his protest at all, and waved his hands impatiently: "Go, go, go back, don't disturb me and Ayu having breakfast."

Murong Xiaoxiao: "..."

The little fat man was so angry that his face turned red!

Feng Jingchen finally couldn't see it, and said, "Xiao Xiao, you go back first. I still have something to deal with with Xiao Qiao today."

"Wait!" Murong Xiaoxiao looked at Feng Jingchen incredulously, "Brother Chen, what did you call him just now?!"

The little fat man still remembered that he had just finished studying "Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia".

When I got home, I called Murong Qiao "Little Qiao", but I didn't get up from the hospital bed for almost the whole summer vacation!

But now, when Murong Qiao heard Feng Jingchen's address, he smiled even brighter!Where is the ferocious appearance of beating him back then?

Murong Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded.

What happened in this world?

Could it be that when he woke up, he traveled to a parallel time and space?

Murong Qiao saw the silly look of this little fool, and finally realized his conscience, so he didn't continue to tease him.

Holding Murong Xiaoxiao's collar directly, she threw him out the door: "Goodbye."

After finishing speaking, with a "bang", the door was mercilessly closed.

Murong Qiao looked back at Feng Jingchen with a smile on his face, "Ah Yu didn't seem surprised at all just now?"

He deliberately asked Murong Xiaoxiao to say hello just now, just to tease Feng Jingchen.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jingchen was so calm that he didn't even move his eyelids.

"I guessed it." Feng Jingchen walked towards the restaurant.

Murong Xiaoxiao mentioned before that his amulet was drawn by "grandfather" himself.

And every time this "grandfather" was mentioned, Murong Xiaoxiao's attitude would be faltering and hesitating.

Coupled with Murong Qiao's talent for drawing talismans, there are only a few of them for thousands of years.

Murong's family can't produce two talisman geniuses all at once, can they?

When Murong Qiao heard Feng Jingchen's answer, he burst into laughter immediately: "Ayu is so smart~"

He walked up to Feng Jingchen, and explained: "I am a senior in the family, Xiaoxiao's father is my nephew~"

"That's it." Feng Jingchen looked up at him, "Then you already knew that I was a little roommate?"

Murong Qiao: "Of course~"

His memory is not that bad!

After knowing Feng Jingchen's name, he naturally remembered it.

But Murong Qiao was too lazy to get involved with that kid in front of Feng Jingchen.

While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the restaurant.

The breakfast brought by Murong Xiaoxiao was placed on the dining table.

There are fried dough sticks, soy milk, buns, milk, rice rolls, wonton noodles, seafood porridge, steamed chicken feet, steamed ribs, etc., and the variety is very rich.

Murong Qiao ran to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks: "Ayu, what do you want to eat?"

Feng Jingchen sat down casually: "Let's eat porridge."

"Okay~" Murong Qiao filled a bowl for each of them, and sat down beside Feng Jingchen, "Be careful of burning."

"Thank you." Feng Jingchen looked upstairs, "Aren't you calling Xinghai and the others?"

Murong Qiao blew on the porridge: "Don't worry, they will come down by themselves when they wake up."

Feng Jingchen didn't ask any more questions.

Murong Qiao picked up a piece of pork ribs for Feng Jingchen: "Ayu, try this, this is our chef's specialty."

Feng Jingchen: "Thank you."

"You're welcome~" Murong Qiao looked at Feng Jingchen with crooked eyebrows and chin.

Feng Jingchen's movements are very gentle.

Or rather, very succinctly.

He calculated the efficiency of every eating movement to the extreme, and there was not a single extra breath in the whole process.

Such behavior, if replaced by another person, might look like a programmed robot.

But Feng Jingchen's work is not only not blunt, but smooth and smooth, with a special rhythm, which is pleasing to the eye.

Murong Qiao kept feeling in his heart: Sure enough, a good-looking person even eats so good-looking!

Feng Jingchen watched Murong Qiao's strange eyes and continued to feed and cast him, and finished the sumptuous breakfast very calmly.

He took the tissue from Murong Qiao and wiped his mouth slowly.Looking up at Murong Qiao, he suddenly said, "Last night, Kang Zhiwen triggered the restraint during interrogation and died."

"Huh?" Murong Qiao was a little surprised.

He took out his mobile phone to open the Shimen WeChat group, swiped up a few times, and was even more surprised: "It's true, how did you know, Ayu?"

"His soul has returned to me." Feng Jingchen only briefly explained.

Then he continued: "Everyone in that organization has been restrained. If you catch someone in the future, you'd better see if you can break the restraint before interrogating them. If not, you can leave it to me."

In most cases, the underworld and the world have extremely thick barriers.

That's why when Feng Jingchen interrogated those evil celestial masters in the underworld, these prohibitions on speaking would not be triggered.

Murong Qiao could hear that Feng Jingchen was hiding something, but he didn't ask in detail: "Okay, let me tell them."

He directly sent a voice to the group.

Feng Jingchen waited for Murong Qiao to finish sending the message, and then told him about the information from the interrogation last night.

From the mouth of the vice president, Feng Jingchen learned that above the four branches of Qinglong and Baihu, there are four halls in the southeast, north, and west.

Each church is in its corresponding area in the country, and has four branches under the jurisdiction of Qinglong Baihu.

In other words, this evil celestial master organization has blossomed everywhere before people know it!

Moreover, Feng Jingchen didn't know how many levels there were above the hall level.

This is definitely not good news!

Feng Jingchen had to make the entire Taoist sect pay attention, only then could he be able to deal with this organization.

And the most effective way...

Feng Jingchen looked at Murong Qiao, and slowly talked about the ghost mother.

Following Feng Jingchen's narration, the whole restaurant could not help but fall into a dignified atmosphere.

The smile on Murong Qiao's face gradually faded.The serious expression looked more attractive than usual.

After Feng Jingchen introduced the ghost mother's threat, he fell silent and looked at Murong Qiao steadfastly.

Murong Qiao understood what he meant, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will report this matter to Master truthfully. I believe that this organization will be wiped out in a short time!"

Feng Jingchen nodded slightly, and took out a piece of note paper from his pocket: "This is the joint symbol of their organization, you can look for it according to this clue."

Murong Qiao looked down.

On the white note paper, with a black signature pen, a stick figure mountain shape was drawn, and there were two horizontal lines under the mountain.

It's a very common design, and I don't see any specific meaning.

After Murong Qiao took the photo and sent it to the master, he guessed, "Is it because their organization is headquartered in the mountains, or is it a ghost or an evil celestial master who became enlightened from a certain mountain?"

Feng Jingchen shook his head slightly: "The evil masters we caught are all small fish in this organization, and they don't know much about them."

He took out the ghost prison: "These three guys, will I hand over to you for a trial?"

"Okay." Murong Qiao was not polite to Feng Jingchen either, "Ayu, you lend me the iron prison, I will go back to the teacher's door right now and report this matter to the master face to face!"

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly: "Is your wound able to fly with the sword now?"

Seeing that Feng Jingchen was still thinking about his injury, Murong Qiao couldn't help showing a bright smile: "It's okay! Don't worry, Ayu~"

"That's good." Feng Jingchen was not overly worried.

Murong Qiao picked up the Evil Soul Prison, and looked at Feng Jingchen with peachy eyes: "Then I'll go first, Ayu, wait for me at home."

"En." Feng Jingchen didn't intend to run around, he also had important arrangements for today.

Feng Jingchen accompanied Murong Qiao to the gate of the villa.

After watching him fly steadily into the sky, he turned and went back to the room.

Feng Jingchen locked the door with his backhand, looked at Yan Wangyin: "Xiaoyin, how did the underworld find impermanence in the past?"

"Huh?" Yan Wangyin didn't know why Feng Jingchen mentioned this suddenly, "It seems that it is enough to bestow the celestial master Huo impermanence. I will pass on the method to you~"

Its voice fell.

A lot of words appeared in Feng Jingchen's mind instantly.

This time he was not dazzled by the flow of information, and slowly sat down on the sofa, digesting the mass of text.

Conferring a book is actually equivalent to the official seal of an ancient official.

It is a symbol of the identity, power and obligation of the heavenly court or the underworld, the official position of the heavenly master.

Sometimes it is a talisman, and sometimes it is a seal.It depends on the size of the investiture.

In the past, impermanence was usually just a talisman.

After half an hour.

Feng Jingchen slowly opened his eyes, already having a specific thought in his mind.

Yan Wangyin also floated in front of him, and asked curiously: "Chenchen, do we want to teach impermanence?"

"Yes." Feng Jingchen stood up and looked at the bright sunlight outside the window, and...the dark corner facing away from the sunlight.

A cold light flashed under the lens: "The evil celestial master is trying to catch ghosts. In addition to dealing with them, we also have to get the ghosts back to the underworld before the evil celestial master makes a move."

Only in this way can we truly curb the development of the Xie Tianshi organization.

and…

Feng Jingchen's thin lips curved slightly: "The current Celestial Master seems to be very poor."

Even a genius like Murong Qiao and a ghost king like Nanqiao are still short of pills and magic weapons.

Now Feng Jingchen has a plane system and a "garbage mountain" all over the place.

If it is used well, it will not only allow the celestial master to help speed up the recovery of the underworld, but even drive the healthy development of the entire Xuanmen!

In this way, it can also enhance their world's ability to resist crises.It's not like being frightened by a ghost mother.

Feng Jingchen made up his mind and soon began to put it into action.

The first is the teaching of impermanence.

Feng Jingchen did not intend to use ordinary talismans.

He has a better idea!

Feng Jingchen opened the plane system, selected a batch of moderately priced spirit jades, and each bought a kilogram of samples at one go, before sinking his head into research.

four hours later.

"Crack" sound.

The Lingyu in Feng Jingchen's hand suddenly shattered inch by inch.

This was not the first piece of spiritual jade he had smashed, at this moment Feng Jingchen's feet were covered with various shattered pieces of jade.

Feng Jingchen's movements remained unchanged, his eyes were downcast as he recalled every detail just now, but in the end he could only shake his head slightly.

Yan Wangyin asked with concern: "Chenchen, what's wrong? Did you fail?"

"It's not considered a failure." Feng Jingchen got up and patted the jade chips on his clothes, "It's my problem."

In fact, what he does is not complicated.

With the previous experience of studying sorting symbols, Feng Jingchen's conception and design have actually been perfected from the very beginning in just one day today.

only…

Whether it is drawing symbols or refining weapons, mana is needed!

Now Feng Jingchen can only rely on the "formula" to control the energy attached to the jade.

But after all, this is not one's own strength, and it is easy to lose control.

If you are not careful, the Lingyu will shatter on the spot.

It seems that there are still no shortcuts for drawing talismans and refining weapons, so I have to find a way to improve my cultivation quickly.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Feng Jingchen went to open the door.

"Ayu!" Murong Qiao's bright smile seemed to brighten the whole space, "I'm back~"

He returned the Evil Soul Prison to Feng Jingchen, and it was empty inside: "After I reported to Master, he asked the head to call all the elders for a meeting."

"I haven't heard the specific content, but my master said that they will inform the whole Xuanmen, and organize and mobilize everyone to find this evil celestial master organization and ghost mother."

"Ayu, don't worry~ With us here, we won't let those cockroaches cause trouble."

Hearing that they paid so much attention to them, Feng Jingchen felt a little relieved: "Okay, if there is anything I can help, you can call me anytime."

"That's for sure~" After Murong Qiao finished speaking, he kept looking into the room curiously, "Ayu, what are you doing in the room today?"

Feng Jingchen looked at Murong Qiao, suddenly his thoughts moved slightly, and he simply stepped aside: "I'm studying Lingyu."

"Huh?!" Murong Qiao saw the pile of jade in the room, his eyes became brighter, "Is it the spirit jade that can make jade talismans? Ayu, you really even have this!"

Feng Jingchen: "Yes. It's a pity that my cultivation level is too low now, and I can't research anything. I plan to concentrate on cultivation next. Are these jade stones given to you for research?"

"Is it possible?!" Murong Qiao picked up a piece of jade that was moist and white all over, and his eyes wanted to stick it!

Feng Jingchen: "Of course. These are just the most basic spiritual jade, not worth much."

The stones named [Level 100 Spiritual Jade] in these system supermarkets only cost [-] points per catty, and the price is only one-fifth of that of Yintu.

Naturally, Feng Jingchen would not be mean to Murong Qiao.

However, Feng Jingchen said so.

Murong Qiao naturally wouldn't be so ignorant, thinking that these stones are really worthless.

He lowered his eyes to look at the jade in his arms, and his expression was a little more calm than usual.

As a genius of the talisman, Murong Qiao actually felt the upper limit of the talisman paper early on.

It was like a transparent ceiling, pressing him firmly in place, preventing him from taking another half step forward.

And all the people around him are not as talented as him, so they won't feel oppressed and aggrieved by it.This made Murong Qiao even more depressed!

And now.

Murong Qiao hugged these aura-filled jade stones, and suddenly had a premonition: he will soon blow up that damned ceiling with one punch!

Murong Qiao couldn't help feeling a surge of emotion.

But he still suppressed the excitement in his heart, pretended to be reserved and looked at Feng Jingchen and said, "Ayu, what a shame~"

Seeing his affectation, Feng Jingchen didn't know why he was cute.

There was a faint smile in his eyes: "If you're sorry, just teach me after you succeed in your research."

In scientific research, sometimes referring to other people's ideas can be as good as thinking hard on your own for decades.

Feng Jingchen also hoped that after he finished the level up, he could gain more mature jade talisman experience as soon as possible, so that he could quickly make the impermanence granting talisman.

However, Feng Jingchen said what he said from his heart, and to outsiders, it was simply an excuse for giving away for nothing!

Murong Qiao's expression suddenly became serious.

He put down the jade, grasped Feng Jingchen's hands, and looked at Feng Jingchen "with affection".

The tone was extremely exaggerated: "Ayu, you are so kind to me. I can't repay you, I can only promise you with my body~"