I use technology to revitalize the underworld

Feng Jingchen subconsciously ran towards the ring.

The formation continued to shatter, and it couldn't sustain the aftermath of the explosion at all!

"No, run!" someone shouted.

But where do the celestial masters need to be reminded?

Before the words fell, everyone scattered and ran away!

Even Feng Jingchen was pushed back several steps by them.

As soon as everyone left.

"Bang!" A sound.

The whole arena suddenly exploded!

The rising dust in the ring floated out and swallowed the entire scene in a blink of an eye!Everyone's line of sight is blocked.

Feng Jingchen immediately opened his eyes of truth.

Murong Qiao's figure was indistinct in front of him, and he didn't seem to be seriously injured.

Feng Jingchen was about to call out.

But suddenly.

An extreme danger quietly landed on Feng Jingchen's back.

In an instant, the hairs all over his body stood up, and his brain and body were screaming crazily!

Feng Jingchen subconsciously wanted to summon the life and death book to protect him.

at this time.

A warm wind blows past.

It took away the dust, and also drove away the threat that was like a glow.

"Ayu." Murong Qiao stepped in front of Feng Jingchen.

He saw Feng Jingchen's face turned slightly pale at a glance, and the smile on his face froze suddenly: "Ayu, are you injured?!"

Murong Qiao hurriedly raised his hand to check Feng Jingchen's arms.

"No." Feng Jingchen took a deep breath, suppressing his fast heartbeat.

Reason once again occupied the brain.

He looked at Master Xuan Yuan in the sky, and whispered in Murong Qiao's ear: "It seems that someone wanted to kill me just now."

Murong Qiao's pupils shrank suddenly: "What?!!"

Xuan Yuan's face also turned cold!

He stepped in front of Feng Jingchen and hurriedly asked, "Who is it?"

Feng Jingchen shook his head: "I didn't see it clearly. But that guy is very strong, even stronger than the ghost mother."

Even in the face of the ghost mother, Feng Jingchen had never felt the palpitation that almost burst out of the table.

Xuan Yuan glanced sharply at everyone present, his expression became more solemn: "There is no such strong person here."

Murong Qiao's expression was calm: "What about the ones who weren't there?"

Xuan Yuan scolded: "Speak carefully!"

The ghost mothers they meet now are all in the Nascent Soul stage.

There are too many teachers in the Nascent Soul stage in the academy.

If Murong Qiao's words were to spread, how many people would be offended!

Feng Jingchen took another deep breath, and the abnormality caused by the surge of adrenaline in his body was finally completely healed.

He turned his eyes slightly, and calmly said, "Don't say anything for now, so as not to startle the snake."

"Okay." Murong Qiao managed to calm down a bit, and murmured with downcast eyes, "If you let me know who it is..."

Xuan Yuan frowned slightly when he heard his fierce killing intent.

Feng Jingchen immediately changed the subject and looked at Murong Qiao: "By the way, were you okay just now?"

"I'm fine. Fortunately, I have Ayu's umbrella." Murong Qiao restrained his killing intent, and quickly returned the umbrella to Feng Jingchen.

He held Feng Jingchen's hand tightly: "Ayu, hurry up and grab this umbrella, and never borrow it from anyone again! Also, take my five defensive jade charms first, and I'll give you more when I get back." Make a few more powerful ones!"

Although Feng Jingchen was not short of the umbrella and jade talisman, he did not refuse Murong Qiao's concern: "Okay."

Xuan Yuan also lowered his eyes seriously and thought for a few times.

I don't know what he thought about it, so he changed the subject: "What happened in the ring just now? Why did it cause such a big commotion?"

Murong Qiao shrugged: "I don't know. Just now Chu Tianrui suddenly took out some powerful magic weapon. I blocked it with an umbrella and it exploded."

"Ah yes, real person, go over and have a look, I don't know if he is dead or not."

In the explosion just now, Murong Qiao activated all the defenses of the big black umbrella.

The two batteries released extreme energy, forming a shield that firmly protected Murong Qiao.

Although the big black umbrella has all faded to white now, the main body is intact and can only be fully charged slowly before it can continue to be used.

But Chu Tianrui didn't have such a strong defense weapon.

Murong Qiao saw before that when the aftermath of the explosion was pushed back, it directly blew away Chu Tianrui's flesh and blood!

Now Chu Tianrui fell into the deep pit that was blown out, and he didn't know if he was still alive.

When Xuan Yuan heard this, his heart tightened, and he hurried forward to check.

Fortunately, Chu Tianrui's soul is still there.

Xuan Yuan quickly cast a life-hanging spell, and finally pulled Chu Tianrui back from the brink of death.

Xuan Yuan is the most powerful medical practitioner in the Taoist sect. Everyone made him the dean because they wanted to reduce the death rate of the religious department.

It's just that Chu Tianrui's injury was really serious, and Xuan Yuan cast several spells one after another.

After a full 3 minutes.

Chu Tianrui slowly opened his eyes.

The surrounding melon-eating crowd gradually came to their senses at this time, and they all looked at the bottom of the pit with their heads probed.

It was seen that Chu Tianrui had regained his flesh and blood at this time, but his scabbed black appearance looked particularly disgusting.

Chu Tianrui opened his mouth slightly, and said angrily, "Dean..."

Xuan Yuan also finished checking the scene at this time.

He knew what happened at a glance, and his face immediately sank.

Xuan Yuan snorted coldly: "Chu Tianrui, you violated the rules of the academy by using the magic weapon [Thunderbolt Needle] in the arena, harming others and ultimately harming yourself. Call the teacher over here yourself!"

After finishing speaking, Xuan Yuan brushed his sleeves and left.

When the melon eaters heard the name [Thunderbolt Needle], they were in an uproar!

"It turned out to be the thunderbolt needle! Chu Tianrui is crazy?! Did he want to kill Murong Qiao?"

"This person is too scary. Fighting is fighting. How can you use this magic weapon on your own people?"

"This Chu Tianrui pretended to be quite good before, and I always thought he was also a character. I didn't expect..."

"However, Murong Qiao's umbrella can block the Thunderbolt Needle. It's too powerful. What's the name of that magic weapon? Which master made it?"

"I don't know, go ask. He's over there."

……

While gossiping, everyone pointed at Chu Tianrui.

It's just that no one stepped forward to help him go back to recuperate.

Chu Tianrui lay on the ground listening to those whispers.

He who was on the verge of death was still so angry that his whole body began to tremble!

Feng Jingchen also heard everyone's discussion: "What is the thunderbolt needle?"

"It's the magic weapon of the Chu family's fame!" When Murong Qiao said this, he looked at the big black umbrella in a different way.

He touched the big black umbrella enviously: "Back then, the head of the Chu family used the Thunderbolt Needle to shine in a demon slaying conference. Thus creating the current family fortune of the Chu family."

"I heard that the Patriarch of the Chu family's thunderbolt needle, even the celestial master of the transformation stage has to be careful! Chu Tianrui's thunderbolt needle may be a little weaker, but it is definitely not ordinary!"

Murong Qiao suddenly grabbed Feng Jingchen's hand: "Ayu, this umbrella of yours is so powerful that it can even block Chu Tianrui's thunderbolt needle. You must take it well!"

Murong Qiao is now a bird of fright.

I can't wait to equip Feng Jingchen with all the defensive weapons that I can get!

Feng Jingchen smiled: "Don't be nervous, if it doesn't work, I'll turn around and go back to the underworld. No one can hurt me."

"That's right." Murong Qiao relaxed slightly.

He laughed again: "Ah Yu's umbrella can block the Thunderbolt Needle. After the news spreads, maybe there will be a master craftsman coming to inquire about you."

Feng Jingchen's eyes brightened slightly: "Really? If you can really communicate with the master craftsman, maybe this umbrella can continue to be improved."

Not just umbrellas or other gear.

As long as he can communicate with his comrades, his research on refining tools will surely yield greater gains!

Murong Qiao heard the words, but his expression became a little more serious: "I see, then I have to help you choose carefully."

Feng Jingchen: "Huh?"

Murong Qiao pouted, and gave Feng Jingchen a popular science: "Ayu, you don't know that many refiners in the Taoist sect are very arrogant and never share their experience with the younger generation."

"If those guys see you, maybe they will directly ask you for the refining method of the big black umbrella! Hmph, let's not play with those guys."

Feng Jingchen nodded clearly.

He also didn't want to waste time with those who couldn't figure it out: "Then I'll trouble you."

"You're welcome~" Murong Qiao smiled, brows and eyes crooked, and finally returned to his usual mood.

But suddenly.

"Get out!" Chu Tianrui shouted loudly, breaking the atmosphere of the scene.

Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao turned their heads to look.

Seeing that Chu Tianrui stood up by himself relying on this burst of anger!

And Qin Yishu seemed to have just come back from a distance, and wanted to help Chu Tianrui.

Chu Tianrui pushed him away roughly: "Don't touch me, trash!"

Qin Yishu stood there helplessly, his eyes turned red again.

Murong Qiao clicked his tongue softly, and shouted to Qin Yishu: "I said, what do you care about that guy?"

Qin Yishu shook his head lightly, and whispered: "We are teammates."

After speaking, he hurriedly followed Chu Tianrui, carefully guarding his side.

At this moment, Chu Tianrui didn't have the energy to shout at him for the second sentence.

Gritting his teeth, enduring the pain of scabs and cracks on his body, he staggered towards the dormitory.

When everyone saw the appearance of the two of them, they couldn't help but sigh.

Murong Qiao clicked his tongue in amazement: "Unexpectedly, that kid is quite moral."

Feng Jingchen nodded slightly, but didn't pay much attention to them.

He carefully slapped Murong Qiao several times: "Are you sure you are not injured?"

"Very good~" Murong Qiao turned around to show Feng Jingchen.

Feng Jingchen saw that he was fine, so he said, "Then go to eat, and then go to the external propaganda department. We will talk about the rest in the dormitory."

Murong Qiao heard what he meant, and the smile on his face became lighter: "Okay."

After half an hour.

Murong Qiao took Feng Jingchen to the corner room on the first floor of Sixian Building.

In front of the door of this room, there is an inconspicuous three words [Foreign Propaganda Department].

Murong Qiao pushed the door directly.

Immediately there was the sound of things falling inside.

Feng Jingchen looked up.

I found that the office of the foreign propaganda department looks more like a utility room.

There is everything in it, and it is very messy.

Feng Jingchen even saw a rocking horse in the corner?

And the only desk in the house was filled with packaging bags of various drinks and potato chips.

When Murong Qiao pushed the door just now, he should have swept away a large piece of garbage to make such a sound.

said with no exaggeration.

Feng Jingchen felt that this place was more like a garbage dump than the underworld.

Just when King Feng Yan fell silent.

Behind the desk that was flooded with garbage, came a lazy male voice: "Hey, honored guest."

Feng Jingchen turned his head and looked away.

I saw one after another men lazily lying on the boss chair, with potato chips in one hand and a tablet in the other.

Seems to be watching a movie.

And he was clearly wearing a suit, but his tie was askew, his face was stubbled, and even his hair looked like a bird's nest.

It seems to blend in with the style of this office.

The man looked at Murong Qiao, then at Feng Jingchen: "This is Feng Wuchang?"

Feng Jingchen nodded: "Hello."

"Hey, okay. Feng Wuchang is being polite. Come and have a seat." He just straightened up, but he still looked unserious.

Murong Qiao took Feng Jingchen by the hand, carefully avoided the debris on the ground, and walked to the desk: "Ayu, let me introduce you."

"This is Feng Liang, our Minister of Foreign Affairs, who is from the International Liaison Office of Qianqingmen. Their department is responsible for dealing with public opinion on metaphysics incidents. You can come to him for things like this in the future."

As he said that, Murong Qiao changed the subject: "But as you can see, he has only acquired cultivation, and he was forced to rely on resources, so he can't fight. If you are in danger, don't look for him in the future."

Feng Liang clicked his tongue softly: "You boy, just introduce yourself, why are you tearing me down?"

Murong Qiao sat down with Feng Jingchen: "I don't want to make it clear, what if Ayu pulls you into a fight and beats you to death?"

What he said was purely to hate Feng Liang.

After all, no matter how good Feng Jingchen was, he would not seek help from someone with acquired skills in a fight.

Seeing the familiar appearance of the two, Feng Jingchen knew that they had a good relationship, so he responded with a smile, "I remember."

"Hey." Feng Liang smiled angrily, "You really are a match made in heaven."

Murong Qiao's eyes lit up: "I think so too!"

Feng Jingchen: "..."

He shook his head amusedly: "Let's do business first."

Feng Liang also convinced Murong Qiao's shamelessness: "Yes, yes, what are you going to do?"

"It's the thing I asked you to help with before." Murong Qiao mentioned something about Tao Xiaochang.

Although he didn't come back before, he also asked Feng Liang to temporarily suppress the public opinion on the Internet through WeChat.

Feng Liang understood: "It's her. Speaking of which, her manager has been urging us to get the body. If you are going to be late for a few days, the news may not be suppressed."

"Where is the body now? You send it, or should we go find it?"

Murong Qiao looked at Feng Jingchen.

Feng Jingchen thought for a while, and took out Tao Xiaochang's withered body directly from the warehouse.

Feng Liang: "?!"

He stood up abruptly, stared at Feng Jingchen's hand with wide eyes, and said involuntarily, "This is a magic weapon for storage?!"

Feng Jingchen's expression was calm: "Yeah. This is a benefit from the underworld for living impermanence."

With the current superficial strength of the underworld, Feng Jingchen no longer needs to hide too much.

Instead, take out more good things from time to time, so that you can hang the Taoist door like a carrot and get more cooperation.

And Feng Liang really took the bait.

He was both shocked and frantically moved: "Is this something that all impermanence can get? Is it too late for me to pawn now?!"

Feng Jingchen shook his head slightly: "It's not that easy to obtain the magic weapon of storage."

Murong Qiao also answered proudly: "That's right! Now only our family, Ayu, has obtained the magic weapon of storage~"

"Let's talk about it." He glanced at Feng Liang up and down, "With your cultivation level, what are you going to do doing impermanence? Give the ghost a head?"

Feng Liang: "..." That's right.

His excitement suddenly cooled down.

Feng Jingchen said, "Not necessarily."

Murong Qiao & Feng Liang: "Huh?!"

The two suddenly turned their heads and looked at Feng Jingchen with burning eyes.

Feng Jingchen gave them a little bit of "inside information": "This ecstasy is just a job of impermanence."

"Currently, there is a shortage of people in all aspects of the underworld, and it is necessary to implement modernization. Naturally, technicians like Xinghai are indispensable."

Murong Qiao suddenly realized: "So that's the case. But in this way, wouldn't everyone be able to live as impermanent?"

Feng Jingchen shook his head: "How can it be so simple? Hell is not always open to anyone."

Murong Qiao was thoughtful: "Ayu, can I tell others this news?"

Feng Jingchen: "Of course."

Feng Liang heard the conversation between the two, and quickly interrupted: "Wait, wait, what did Feng Wuchang say just now... What about the modernization of the underworld?"

Hell, modernization.

Are these two words that go together?

Seeing his bewildered appearance, Murong Qiao smiled: "I said, Minister Feng is somewhat unimaginative. Hell even launched the Didi Dagui app. Isn't it strange to be modernized?"

This is unacceptable, when they roll out Yin Qi brooms, rolling pins..., wouldn't they want to scare these old-fashioned celestial masters to death!

Only then did Feng Liang turn his head around the corner: "That's right."

He quickly asked again: "Then Feng Wuchang, what kind of technician are you talking about, do you think I can do it?"

Feng Jingchen smiled: "I don't know about that. You can download Didi Fighting Ghosts and other news. You can also think carefully about what skills you have, practice hard, and wait for opportunities."

Feng Liang's eyes brightened: "Feng Wuchang is right! I'll download the app now!"

Because he had no combat power before, he never downloaded Didi Fighting Ghosts.

Now Feng Liang hastily took out his phone, and after a long time of chatting, he finally found the installation package of Didi Dagui.

Feng Jingchen's APP promotion task has been completed today.

He also took out his mobile phone: "Minister Feng, why don't you add a WeChat account first, so that we can contact you later."

Feng Liang was flattered: "This is a good relationship! Come on, come on, Feng Wuchang, you sweep me away."

Murong Qiao at the side: "..."

How does he feel that Ayu, who was so cold before, is becoming more and more Sea King now!

Murong Qiao: QAQ

After Feng Jingchen added friends, he turned to look at Murong Qiao's appearance.Can't help chuckling: "Go back."

Murong Qiao looked at the smile in Feng Jingchen's eyes.

"Aww!"

Hugging Feng Jingchen tightly: "Let's go! Go home!"

The two turned and left the foreign propaganda department.

Feng Liang looked at the backs of the two, but couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Why do these two guys look so... in love?

Minister Feng didn't know that he accidentally played a cameo role as a prophet.

the other side.

After Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao returned to the dormitory, they closed the door.

The originally joyous atmosphere condensed slightly.

Murong Qiao restrained his smile, held Feng Jingchen's hand tightly, and asked earnestly, "Ayu, did you really not see who was going to kill you just now?"

Feng Jingchen shook his head: "No. I can only feel the killing intent coming from behind."

Murong Qiao frowned slightly.

A chiseled face showed a bit of sharpness: "How could someone in our school want to kill you?"

Murong Qiao couldn't figure it out.

Feng Jingchen had almost no contact with anyone in the academy, and it was even less likely that he would form an enemy.

Moreover, he is still such a strong person.

Feng Jingchen paced towards the sofa, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Did someone from the evil celestial master sneak in?"

Murong Qiao also followed: "Theoretically speaking, this possibility is unlikely. After all, we still have the sword intent left by our master at the gate. But..."

He frowned even tighter.

The ability of the evil celestial master's organization has repeatedly exceeded their expectations.

No one knows if they really have a way to sneak in.

Feng Jingchen sat on the sofa and looked up at Murong Qiao: "I'd better tell your master about this matter. See if they can investigate secretly."

Murong Qiao nodded heavily: "Okay! Ayu, that person probably came here for impermanence. We all have to be careful recently."

Feng Jingchen has never had any enmity with anyone.

If someone wants to kill him, it must be because of the impermanent identity he is showing now!

Feng Jingchen thought the same way: "Go and make a phone call, I'll tell everyone in the group."

Before, Shi Qiulu followed Little C, and with the help of her senior sister Qianqingmen, she caught two hundred-year-old ghosts and became an official soul ecstasy.

She immediately bought Wu Xinghai's talisman of impermanence.

Now a group of them are all impermanent.I'm afraid it will be the key target of those guys!

Feng Jingchen issued a warning in the group.

Shi Qiulu replied immediately: [God! !Brother Chen, are you okay? 】

Feng Jingchen: [I'm fine.But you and Xinghai must be careful. 】

Shi Qiulu: [OK.I will adjust my condition tonight, and wait for Master to come tomorrow, and then I can start building the foundation.When the time comes, go directly to the academy's retreat room, it's absolutely safe! 】

Yan Siyao also took the lead: [This evil celestial master organization is really getting more and more rampant.Jing Chen, I want to report this matter to Lord Guardian. 】

Feng Jingchen: [Yes, you two should be careful outside. 】

Yan Siyao: [I have already told Ah Zhao.We are still short of the last task, and we will go back to school tomorrow. 】

After a while, Wu Xinghai also replied to the message in the group.

Only Huiqing, who doesn't use her mobile phone often, has not responded.

Feng Jingchen thought for a while, and simply called him directly.

Fortunately, there was no accident on Huiqing's side, and she will go back to school tomorrow.

At this moment, Murong Qiao also hung up the phone by chance.

The two looked at each other.

Murong Qiao rolled her eyes and sat down beside Feng Jingchen: "By the way, Ayu, there is one more thing..."

Feng Jingchen pointed out with a smile on his current look about Ai Ai: "You want to ask about the earphones?"

Murong Qiao: "Yes!"

In fact, after Meimei Plastic Surgery Hospital was blown up, everyone has been wanting to ask.

It's just that no one expected that they would be so busy that they would only have free time now.

Feng Jingchen looked at Murong Qiao, and said meaningfully: "That is a new magic weapon that I refined myself."

Murong Qiao understood immediately, with a sly smile: "I will tell them the truth."

Ayu didn't want to tell him the truth, and Murong Qiao wouldn't ask.

But for Zuo Zhao and the others, they still had to find a reason to perfunctory.

Anyway, they believe it or not.

After saying this, Feng Jingchen took out a stack of papers.

It is the information written by the whitewashers!

Feng Jingchen briefly introduced the source of information.

Then he said: "This information is a bit messy. You take a picture and send it back to the division, let them study it."

Feng Jingchen read it briefly before, and felt that most of the content written above was relatively abstract.

If you do not study carefully, it is difficult to perceive the information points.

Feng Jingchen also wants more people to see it, so that everyone's thinking complements each other, and maybe new discoveries can be made.

Murong Qiao took the stack of papers.

While taking pictures, he said: "Tsk tsk tsk, the underworld is still more efficient in collecting information. It's not like those old men who refuse to admit that they are good at themselves."

Feng Jingchen listened to his complaints with a smile, and at the same time focused on two tasks, recalling every detail of what happened before.

At the time of the incident, Feng Jingchen could clearly remember every face standing behind him.

He even remembered the names those celestial masters called each other when gossiping.

Feng Jingchen didn't know if the information was useful, so he just sorted it out and sent it to Murong Qiao.

Let's see if Master Nanfeng can find any clues.

only…

Feng Jingchen's eyes turned slightly, and he couldn't help looking at Murong Qiao.

Perhaps it is time for the underworld to develop their own institutions in Yangjian.

Otherwise, they have to rely on Taoism every time they check for news, which is not very reliable...

Murong Qiao didn't know that his family's Ayu had already started planning how to pry him away.

He sent all the photos and confession information to the master.

Sudden.

In the class group, the head teacher sent a message.

He walked in quickly.

Murong Qiao quickly read the information at ten lines at a glance, and let out a long sigh: "Ah! Master Xuanyuan is going to exhaust us to death!"

Feng Jingchen looked down: "What's wrong?"

Murong Qiao lay down on the sofa, handed the phone to Feng Jingchen, and cried, "Ayu, look, our students are coolies!"

Feng Jingchen took the mobile phone and saw the long paragraph sent by their class teacher at a glance.

[Students, please pay attention, the department committee met today and decided: before the National Day, all tasks on Didi Fighting Ghosts must be cleared!Sophomore to senior students are going to solve the tasks in other provinces, and you are responsible for the local ones in the capital. 】

[Each group is requested to actively complete the task, and the number and difficulty of the final completed task will be included in the credit assessment.Everyone must be careful. 】

As soon as the news came out, the whole class was crying.

This week, they were exhausted to the point of exhaustion just to solve those critical tasks.

It's hard to rest for a while now, what is the academy doing in such a hurry!

Those bad ghosts are not in a hurry to reincarnate!

On the contrary, Feng Jingchen saw that Xuanmen attached so much importance to these tasks, and his evaluation of them came back a little bit.

He looked at Murong Qiao: "Your religion department also counts credits?"

Murong Qiao said weakly: "It's not the same as your credits. As long as we complete the group tasks, we can all get credits."

"The credits can be exchanged for the library's mental methods and secret books. There are also magic tools and medicines. These things can be exchanged easily in four years of college, and there is nothing to look for after graduation."

This is also one of the reasons why the Department of Religion will become the holy place that all Taoist geniuses yearn for.

After hearing this, Feng Jingchen understood why Chu Tianrui was so angry in the cafeteria just now.

During the first half month of school, it is estimated that their group has not received a single task.

Feng Jingchen looked at Murong Qiao lying completely flat, and said with a smile, "You don't accept the task anymore?"

"Pick up..." Murong Qiao took back his cell phone.

He dragged Didi Dagui slowly: "Let me see if there is anything that is a little easier, and people should always rest."

As he said that, Murong Qiao suddenly let out a light snort.

In the vast help post, he saw a familiar name!