Spirit Realm Walker

No words can describe Zhang Yuanqing's mood at this moment. If there must be words, it would be - grass!

The Taiyi Sect has not given up on searching for the descendant of the Demon Lord. Are they so determined to find the descendant of the Demon Lord?

what do I do? Transfer the white tiger in your mind to Xiao Tiaobi? No, the little funny boy can't bear the pressure of the white tiger, and will be destroyed on the spot.

Showdown? A bet on Fu Qingyang's friendship for me? It would be possible if it was Guan Ya sitting there.

Fu Qingyang must have been suspicious of me when he was manipulating the injustice of heaven. He didn't say anything at the time. Was he holding back his ultimate move and waiting for the Tiger Talisman to arrive? But that's not right. With his "fiery eyes" and props, even without the tiger charm, he could still make me tell the truth.

I didn't expect to reach this point. Reality will never go according to your wishes.

Zhang Yuanqing's whole body was shaking violently, like a quail in fear, but in fact he was confronting the eye-catching white tiger in the sea of ​​consciousness and trying hard to resist. Even though he tried his best to fight, it only delayed the time to reveal the truth.

Finally, he opened his mouth and spit out one word: "I"

Big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Fu Qingyang looked at him with deep eyes: "What are you?"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the eye-catching white tiger slowly stood up, as if ready to bite people.

Fear exploded in Zhang Yuanqing's heart, and his spirit body trembled. Just when he was about to confess his identity and reveal the fact that he was the descendant of the Demon King, suddenly, from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, a pure and yin power surged out.

This power was like a flood that burst a dam, washing away his spiritual body, and finally condensed into a huge black full moon deep in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The hazy and illusory moonlight shone down and enveloped Zhang Yuanqing's spirit body. He felt an unprecedented sense of comfort and ease, like a baby returning to its mother's body.

Something magical happened. Zhang Yuanqing looked at the eye-catching white tiger again. It was still majestic and majestic, making people fear from the heart, but the pressure that made his soul tremble disappeared.

No, it didn't disappear. It was shielded by the glow of the black full moon.

Zhang Yuanqing felt the power of the lunar light falling from the "sky", which originated from the instinct of the night wandering god. He interpreted the essence of the black full moon with his blessed soul.

It symbolizes the feminine and the secret!

Is this the power of character cards? Can it resist the power of rules-based props? It is indeed not just a simple reward prop for clearing the dungeon. It is not without reason that Taiyi Sect has gone to great lengths to find the descendant of the Demon King. There is an inside story hidden in it that I don't know about. Zhang Yuanqing was secretly surprised.

At this moment, he was completely free from the shock of the Tiger Talisman, but on the surface he was still frightened, as if facing an abyss.

Under Fu Qingyang's increasingly fierce gaze, Zhang Yuanqing let his voice tremble, "I am not the descendant of the Demon Lord."

When he said these words, Zhang Yuanqing saw the sea of ​​inner sight and fearfully observed the reaction of the eye-catching white tiger.

It maintains its majestic posture and remains motionless.

Hide it, hide it? Zhang Yuanqing almost let out a sigh of relief, but considering that Fu Qingyang did not remove the tiger talisman, he forcibly endured it.

Fu Qingyang waited for a few seconds as usual. When he saw nothing was wrong, his cold and serious expression suddenly softened. He clenched his fingers and the tiger charm disappeared and returned to the inventory.

Zhang Yuanqing then cooperated and leaned back, slumped on the high-backed chair, and panted violently.

Fu Qingyang stood up, walked to the video recorder, and turned off the device.

He returned to the table and sat down, giving Zhang Yuanqing nearly ten minutes of buffering time. When his breathing returned to calmness and his face was no longer pale, Fu Qingyang said:

“Next is a space for us to chat privately.

"Yuanshi, I would like to invite you to join the White Tiger Guard."

Zhang Yuanqing remained slumped in his chair: "White Tiger Guards? A gang founded by Centurion?"

He remembered what Lingjun had said about this.

"Yes," Fu Qingyang nodded: "The White Tiger Guard is currently a level 3 gang and can recruit twenty gang members. I have already recruited fifteen, and I want to give you the sixteenth top spot."

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly hesitated.

"Baihuwei is an organization that belongs to me. It has its own set of benefits, a monthly salary of 100,000, and a house in a prime location in a first- and second-tier city with a value of no less than 20 million.

"In addition, there will be a club dedicated to serving Baihuwei. If you have any needs, you can contact them. You can go to them to purchase luxury goods, luxury cars, and various needs that require qualifications.

"Including the women you like wearing black stockings, the club can find a bunch of them for you."

Zhang Yuanqing was dumbfounded. When he heard the last sentence, he felt that the centurion's view of him was stubborn and not objective enough.

Am I that kind of womanizer?

"And I have only one request for you, that is, my orders should be higher than those of the Five Elements Alliance." Fu Qingyang said lightly:

"In ancient terms, the White Tiger Guards are my brothers and private soldiers. Of course, we are a subordinate gang of the White Tiger Guards."

The other party gave too much, so Zhang Yuanqing no longer hesitated and said loudly: "I am willing to die for the Centurion!!"

Obviously, Fu Qingyang wanted to train him into his own team and climb up the official power pyramid. Personal bravery was of little significance. This wealthy young man was aloof and arrogant, but he was worthy of being from a big family and a well-known city.

Zhang Yuanqing guessed this in his heart, but he still asked:

"The reason Centurion recruited me is..."

"A long time ago, I wanted to invite you to join the White Tiger Guard, but Elder Dog said that the prerequisite is that you can pass the physical examination." Fu Qingyang said:

"This is also my original intention. I have been waiting for the physical examination to be over. You are the one I appreciate the most among the geniuses I have observed."

Having said this, the young master of the Fu family looked aloof and arrogant, like a young king giving guidance to the country:

"There are many geniuses in the world, but in my eyes, most of them are rubbish. Lingjun is a genius, but he is too lazy to support the wall with mud. Guan Ya is a genius, but he does not have the heart of a strong man to be content with the situation, so She is also rubbish. Jiang Jingwei is extremely talented, but all she can think about is fighting. She practices because she likes fighting, rather than working hard, so she is still rubbish. The female marshal of the White Tiger Soldiers is so talented that people are desperate, but her Her efforts are not worthy of her talent, so she is also trash."

Zhang Yuanqing was frightened when he heard this. He thought to himself, "Centurion, I don't want to say this. If it reaches the ears of the emperor, he will be beheaded."

But the man behind the table was cold and aloof, as if he was the supreme being above all others.

Fu Qingyang continued:

"Yuanshi, you are different from them. You have a deeper heart, a smoother appearance, and a harder spirit than your peers. This is the conclusion I came to after observation. Two S-class copy reports let me know, You have the resilience to thrive in the face of adversity, which is very similar to me."

"Such quality is more important than talent."

Like you? Good fellow, have you ever thanked your father for your love? Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but want to complain.

He suddenly remembered that Guan Ya once said that Fu Qingyang had extremely poor talent when he was young, was not valued by the family elders, and was despised by children of the same age.

Thinking back to what he just said and Fu Qingyang's later success, Zhang Yuanqing somewhat understood why this aloof young master favored him so much.

"Thank you Centurion for cultivating me." Zhang Yuanqing quickly offered his thanks and flattery.

After leaving Tang's Hospital, Zhang Yuanqing did not take Li Dongze's car and left alone on the pretext that there were classes at school.

He was walking on the street with heavy traffic, thinking about two questions over and over in his mind:

One, black full moon.

"I remember Yuan Ting said that after the death of a spiritual walker, the character card will be formatted by the spiritual realm. However, for high-level spiritual walkers, the formatting is difficult to complete, so some special features will be left."

"But isn't this power too much? It can withstand high-level rules and props. It is definitely a high-level power. It should be impossible to retain it. Maybe this is the reason why Taiyi Sect is struggling to find the successor of the Demon Lord?"

"Or is it part of the reason?"

"This is also a good thing. It's better to unveil the character card bit by bit than not noticing anything at all. Unfortunately, that power is out of my control. I can't even detect its existence. The instinct of the Night Walker God tells me that it is Taiyin. The source of it symbolizes secrecy.”

Second, the old headache.

After this general physical examination, he realized that the headache was unusual.

The reason why I didn’t think deeply about headaches before was because an ordinary college student had limited abilities and was helpless.

After becoming a spiritual practitioner, he thought about whether there was a profession like "doctor" in the spiritual realm. However, at that time, the level, position, and authority were low, and the frequency of illnesses was alleviated, so he was not that concerned.

I have to ask my mother where she bought the medicine. Thinking of this, he opened his address book and dialed his mother's number, which he had never contacted for more than half a year.

"Dudu~"

The call was quickly connected, and my mother's soft but slightly strong voice came from the loudspeaker:

"Motoko? What's the matter? I have a meeting later."

"Mom, where did you buy my special medicine?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"Why do you ask this suddenly? Have you finished taking the medicine?"

Although he couldn't see the other party, by listening to his voice, Zhang Yuanqing could imagine his mother's frowning expression, a little impatient.

"I haven't finished the medicine yet, I just want to know." Zhang Yuanqing said expressionlessly, his tone was cold and indifferent, without the liveliness and enthusiasm of the past.

"I asked a foreign business partner to buy your medicine. Didn't I tell you at the time that this medicine has not been launched yet and is in the research and development stage. If your health hadn't gotten worse and worse, there was really nothing Mom could do. I won’t give you this medicine, I didn’t expect it to be really effective.”

"Which company abroad?"

"Children, don't ask so many questions. Don't spread the existence of this medicine. It's a commercial secret." The mother said impatiently, then realized that her tone was inappropriate and said softly:

"Mom will return to China for the New Year at the end of the year. What gift do you want?"

"No need." Zhang Yuanqing refused.

There was silence for a moment, and he made a certain compromise and said, "I remember that friend will go to the mainland this year to inspect the market. If you really want to know more, just ask him. Mom, let me tell you."

"Yeah!" Zhang Yuanqing made a sound in his nasal cavity.

"Then hang up if it's okay. Mom has a meeting."

She is always like this. She always has endless things to do, and she always hates inefficient communication. Nothing and no one, including her own children, is as important as her career.

Zhang Yuanqing hung up the phone.

He put his phone back in his pocket and walked away depressed for a moment, when the phone rang again.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately touched his cell phone and saw that it was Xie Lingxi calling.

The hope in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he answered the phone angrily:

"I'll give you thirty seconds to finish. I'm here with all the ladies in black stockings and long legs. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense."

"Brother Yuanshi, do you like black stockings? I can wear them for you too." Xie Lingxi's voice was sweet.

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while, shook his head and refused: "No, you don't have to. It's better for you to wear a sailor suit. Ahem, that's nonsense. I don't want to see you in a sailor suit. Let's talk quickly."

"The palace master's sister is back. She wants to see you." Xie Lingxi lowered her tone, "Something is wrong with her. It's not convenient to talk to her on the phone. Just come here."

Crazy batch is back? Well, it has been almost ten years since she left for the north. Zhang Yuanqing stopped and hailed a taxi on the side of the road.

In Down syndrome hospital.

Fu Qingyang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, listening to his cell phone, and said:

"All members in Kangyang District have been investigated. There are no members of Dark Night Rose, and there are no people who have been bewitched or controlled by evil organizations."

Elder Dog said in a low voice: "Better than yesterday."

Yesterday, the physical examination was carried out in Jinjiang District. Two members of Dark Night Rose were identified and detained on the spot. After some torture, they only found out that the superiors of those two people may be official deacon-level figures.

The two members don't know who it is specifically.

However, before that, before conducting a general physical examination on the lower-level personnel, Elder Dog had already summoned the deacons of the Songhai branch in advance to complete the physical examination.

All passed.

Fu Qingyang muttered: "Dark Night Rose has a way of concealing Tiger Talisman's perception. Elder, this is actually a clue."

Elder Dog said "hmm" again:

"There are not many ways to shield the Tiger Talisman. The leader of Dark Night Rose is also the Night Travel God. I roughly know what level he is at. He is a being who has practiced the power of Taiyin to the extreme. He is on the same level as the five alliance leaders.

"Oh, Taiyin has two core abilities, feminine power and concealment."

These two abilities have actually been reflected in the skills of the extraordinary stage for a long time: Soul Devouring and Night Wandering.

Elder Dog changed the topic and asked:

"How's Yuanshi's assessment?"

Fu Qingyang reported truthfully:

"The advice given by Deacon Sun is that it is not recommended to give him too important a position for the time being. He still needs experience and needs to understand the true meaning of a law enforcer. As for me, I asked him about his past dealings with evil professions, but it was just a chance encounter. I think he is a measured young man with a sense of justice, and this should not be a stain on him."

Elder Dog refused to comment and asked, "What force does he have contact with?"

Fu Qingyang: "The person he said he contacted calls himself Master Wuhen."

Elder Dog's tone improved significantly: "It's him, so don't worry about it. By the way, Taiyimen asked you to ask, did you ask?"

Fu Qingyang said: "He is not the descendant of the Demon King."

Elder Dog finally laughed: "Very good!"

In Fujiawan, Lingjun hung up the phone and muttered:

"He is really not a descendant of the Demon King. He does not rely on inheritance, but he shows such a perverted talent. Elder Sun seems to be even more confused."

No matter what, there is no need to doubt Yuan Shi's identity, and the focus of Taiyi Sect's investigation can be shifted.

He typed the information and sent an informing text message to Elder Sun's assistant.

Huayu Hotel.

Zhang Yuanqing, led by a female assistant, took the elevator to the floor of the presidential suite.

As soon as the car door opened, he saw Xie Lingxi standing at the elevator entrance, waiting for a long time.

"Brother Yuanshi~"

Little Green Tea automatically stepped forward, pushed aside the female assistant, and took his arm, acting like a well-behaved sister.

"What does the palace master want from me?"

he asked in a low voice.

Xie Lingxi shook her head slightly: "The palace master's sister is seriously injured. She is in my room and said that she wants to see you immediately if something happens. You hurry over."

Not seriously injured? I remember that the musician profession is a wet nurse in the spiritual realm, with the ability to produce life essence.

How seriously injured must she be? What level of bewitching demon attacked and injured her?

But why do you still have to see me when you are injured? Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly: "Give me the room card."

PS: The update is late, but it’s here. Let’s continue coding the second chapter. Everyone, go to bed early and leave the late night work to me. Every author is born a night wanderer. Remember to correct mistakes.