Spirit Realm Walker

Such heavy boots. Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Yuanqing's forehead. From Fu Qingyang's slightly trembling arms, he guessed that this prop was not light.

But I didn't expect it to be so heavy that it broke my arm bone.

No, the boots are so heavy. Why didn't Fu Qingyang remind me? Zhang Yuanqing looked up and saw Fu Qingyang's cold and narrow-minded expression.

How petty are you, still angry about "losing your reputation"?

"Ah, these boots are as light as nothing in the centurion's hands, but they are as heavy as mine. The centurion and I are really far apart." Zhang Yuanqing sighed loudly.

Hearing this, Fu Qingyang nodded slightly: "Receive it in the inventory. After you recognize its owner, it will become heavy in the general sense. Before you recognize its owner, you cannot lift it."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded, but did not put away the boots immediately, because at this time, the item attribute introduction just appeared:

[Name: Back boots]

[Type: Footwear]

[Function: Mountain God (incomplete); fatal kick]

[Introduction: This shoe is made from the silk of the Holy Mountain. It is as thin as a feather and difficult to break with a knife. It was buried in the Holy Mountain for thirty-three years. It was made by swallowing the earth's energy from the dragon's veins and refining the essence of all directions. The name is: Houtu boots. 】

[Note 1: It is one of the parts of the heavenly ceremony dress. The remaining three parts are: crown, robe, and belt. It is said that the secret of immortality can be discovered by collecting all four suits. 】

[Note 2: Wearing this will make you an honest and down-to-earth person from now on. 】

[Note 3: As we all know, honest people have good endurance. 】

Mountain god? I remember that Mountain God is the professional name of the native monster after he changed his job. Incomplete means that he only has part of the abilities of Mountain God. Notes 2 and 3 are obviously the price. The word "honest person" makes me a little panicked.

Zhang Yuanqing had an idea and put the back boots that were pressed on his arms into the inventory, completing the identification of the owner.

The next second, the back boots were summoned from the inventory and landed on the carpet with a thud.

Zhang Yuanqing, with his arms stretched out, raised his left foot without taking off his shoes, and inserted it into the opening of the back boots. The opening of the shoe expanded on its own, easily accommodating his left foot.

They are not as convenient to put on as red dance shoes, but they are okay. Zhang Yuanqing put on his right foot as usual.

The moment he put on these boots, he naturally understood the function and function of the boots, and also understood the price.

The first is the fatal kick, which condenses the power of the earth into the leg and can kick out the saint realm. It can only be used three times a day.

With this ability alone, I can kill an ordinary extraordinary traveler in seconds. Well, Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed when he could only compete with his physical body.

Next is the Mountain God. The Mountain God has a total of two abilities:

One, absorb the essence of earth veins.

Absorbing the essence of the earth veins, it is transformed into a steady stream of physical strength. This is the reason why the earth monster has endless endurance.

As long as you keep your feet on the ground, you will not feel tired even if you fight for three days and three nights.

It would be great if the donkeys in the production team knew this skill. Zhang Yuanqing murmured in his heart.

Second, refine an area and become the "god" in this area. This is where the name Mountain God comes from.

The most ideal area choice is deep in the mountains, because this way the mountain god can use the terrain to deal with enemies even higher than his own level.

Next is the flat land, and the worst is the city.

"It sounds just like the mountain gods in myths and legends. Will there be water gods? In addition, the water and fire formations of refining an area and the yin and yang robes can complement each other." Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself.

In terms of price, there are two prices in Note 1, one is being an honest person, and the other is being down-to-earth.

The so-called honest person refers to someone whose temperament will become dull and loyal. The most intuitive explanation is that one day Guan Ya asked him, did you peek at the young lady's breasts today.

Normally Zhang Yuanqing would answer: I only care about you.

After putting on the boots, his answer was: Me, I looked at several young ladies (with a face of shame)

Another price: staying grounded.

Literally speaking, when wearing the earth boots, the jumping range will be greatly reduced and basically restricted to the ground.

Note 2: It is both price and ability. The endurance mentioned here is not only physical strength, but also mental endurance, such as patience, the intensity of enduring pain, the ability to resist provocation, etc.

At this time, Fu Qingyang on the side commented:

"The back soil boots are a good item. If you can make good use of the mountain god's ability, you can compete with Zhao Chenghuang."

With Yuanshi's current strength, he was actually a bit behind Zhao Chenghuang.

Without that suit of armor, Yuanshi's Inferi would be destroyed in a short period of time. At this time, Zhao Chenghuang cooperated with the Inferi to launch a siege, and Yuanshi would be defeated.

Try wearing the yin and yang robe again to see if there are set skills. Zhang Yuanqing seemed not to hear Fu Qingyang's words and took out the yin and yang robe from the inventory.

Since it is a set, there must be bonuses between the components, otherwise it would not be called a set.

But Zhang Yuanqing is not sure whether this bonus will appear only after collecting all the sets, or if it only requires two pieces.

Wow~

The robe unfolded and draped over his shoulders.

Zhang Yuanqing felt it carefully for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face.

Sure enough, there is a skill set. This skill is that when the yin and yang magic circle is unfolded, the water and fire clones will no longer be the flame man and the water body. The back earth boots will be given to the two major clone entities-the clay man!

The clay man's body is indestructible and his strength is infinite.

What surprised Zhang Yuanqing was that he finally made up for the lack of output of the water and fire clones.

If there are back boots during the ring competition and the yin and yang magic circle is deployed, Zhang Yuanqing is guaranteed to be able to beat Zhao Chenghuang, who even his grandfather does not know.

"This robe of yours is..."

Fu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

As a scout, he discerned the truth from Yuan Shi's micro-expression and the movement of taking out his robe.

Zhang Yuanqing did not hide anything: "This robe is a hidden prop I got from Yin Yang Town. It is one of the heaven-sacrifice suits, as are the earth boots."

Fu Qingyang has calmed down his shock and nodded slightly:

"No wonder you asked me to check the properties of the Hou Mu boots. The suit is very rare. So far, the number of suits we have collected and known to us is no more than ten. Each set is priceless.

"Even the elders find it difficult to collect a complete set of suits. Yuanshi, you are very lucky."

An uncontrollable smile appeared on Zhang Yuanqing's face: "I plan to collect all the Heaven Sacrifice Sets so that I can use them until I reach the Dominion Realm."

Fu Qingyang: "This is difficult. Within the Five Elements Alliance, there are only a handful of people who have collected the suits. Each one of them is a proud man of heaven."

Zhang Yuanqing asked: "Who among our officials has collected all the suits?"

Fu Qingyang: "Me!"

I shouldn't have asked. I was here waiting for Zhang Yuanqing to bow before he bowed: "The centurion is awesome! Who else but me is the master? In the middle of the year, I will become the master, step into the sky, and dominate the Five Elements Alliance."

Fu Qingyang glanced at him: "You take a rest first, reattach the broken bones, and stay here for lunch."

Two o'clock in the afternoon, Arena.

One after another figures came, and the originally empty auditorium became overcrowded within two or three seconds, and it was dark and full of heads.

Zhang Yuanqing randomly appeared somewhere in the auditorium, and he didn't recognize any of the official practitioners around him.

But others knew him.

"Ah~ Yuanshi Tianzun!!"

The one who screamed was a pretty girl, covering her mouth with surprise on her face.

The female companions next to her also had excited and excited expressions.

I am also an idol now. Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed and was about to use his social skills to have a chat with a few ladies when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Guan Ya in the distance, looking over here with a smile.

The life coach’s teachings flashed through my mind.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly, imitated Fu Qingyang's posture, walked past the female colleagues with a cold expression, and walked forward unhurriedly towards Lao Siji.

"Hey, he is so cold and cold. He is different from the lively person he showed during the game."

"It's good to be cool. It means you won't pick up girls randomly. I like abstinent male gods."

Women like abstinent male gods for the same reason as men like iceberg beauties. Although I can't get them, they are still pure. Men and women with a loose style will not have a good reputation, because the suitors who covet their beauties know in their hearts that they The gods and goddesses have sex with others every day

The words of the life coach came to mind again.

"Sister Guan Ya!" He sat down next to Lao Si Ji.

Zhang Yuanqing knew that his behavior of looking for her first after entering the venue would definitely gain favor, and his behavior of being indifferent to the "fans" just now would increase his favorability.

"Yes!" Guan Ya nodded with a bright smile, satisfaction hidden in her eyes.

The chaotic and noisy seat change ended quickly. The Queen did not watch today's game. Guan Ya said that she happened to be on duty today, so she could only remain in reality with tears in her eyes.

As for Little Green Tea and Jiang Jingwei, Zhang Yuanqing did not see them.

With the sound of scales clashing, the armored swordsman appeared on the stage. After a simple opening speech, the spiritual realm walkers present received the battle list pop-up from the spiritual realm.

"Fengdu Ghost King vs. Yiwei Crossing the River"

"Lingjun vs. Milky Pink Tou"

"Fu Qingyang vs. Holy Fire"

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Zhang Yuanqing quickly scanned the battle list and said in surprise:

"This has just begun, and there are so many star players on the stage?"

In the extraordinary stage of the competition, there were only a few star players who appeared on the first day.

Guan Ya explained: "The number of deacons is not large to begin with. In a super first-tier city like Songhai, there are only a dozen or twenty saints, and they may not necessarily participate in the arena competition."

Many older saints will not participate in the war unless they are confident of being among the top ten.

On the one hand, they may not participate in the killing dungeon, and on the other hand, it would be embarrassing to lose.

The deacon is the mainstay of the officialdom. On weekdays, the elders are not available. The deacon is the highest leader that the official practitioners can come into contact with.

The leader's face is more important than anything else.

Zhang Yuanqing said "oh" several times and waited patiently. After a while, the first group of contestants appeared.

The Fengdu Ghost King is about thirty years old. He is dressed in black clothes and black trousers. He has an ordinary appearance, but he has an indescribable nobility and a vague domineering aura.

Extremely eye-catching.

Yiwei Dujiang is a woman with a soft body, beautiful, calm, and her age cannot be seen.

After the two entered the room, the armored swordsman said loudly:

"start!"

The Fengdu Ghost King unhurriedly took out a small round mirror, looked at his face, and then snapped his fingers.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three burly Inferi leaped into the arena, causing the sound of rolling boulders. They wore uniform clothes, had uniform hairstyles, and stood in exactly the same posture.

"Does this Fengdu Ghost King have obsessive-compulsive disorder?" Zhang Yuanqing joked.

"It's stereotyped!" Guan Ya gave an affirmative answer based on her own observations.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the stern face of Fengdu Ghost King again. He was rigid, serious and unsmiling.

He thought to himself that it was no wonder that Yin Ji didn't like the Ghost King of Fengdu and switched to the arms of the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord was sweet-tongued, lively, talented and strong, and was obviously more attractive to women than serious men.

As his thoughts wandered, three Yin corpses formed horns and rushed towards Yiwei to cross the river. The thumping footsteps were steady and powerful, yet rapid and fast.

Every foot cracked the stone of the arena.

Yiwei Dujiang's pupils suddenly shrank, his eyeballs turned amber, his pupils stood up, thick yellow hair grew under his skin, a beard extended from his mouth, his nose turned black and rounded, and his nails extended and curved, turning into sharp claws.

In an instant, she turned into an exquisite and embossed catwoman.

Catwoman jumped up lightly and jumped over the heads of the three corpses, causing their attempts to kill them to fail.

Catwoman landed silently without making any sound, and then turned into an afterimage, moving as fast as lightning towards the Fengdu Ghost King.

At the same time, clumps of green weeds sprouted from the stone slabs under Fengdu Ghost King's feet, spreading out like a carpet, turning the arena floor into a lawn.

The Fengdu Ghost King remained calm, leaped several meters high, and disappeared into the night under the gaze of everyone.

Catwoman immediately stopped her momentum and looked around vigilantly to see if there were any traces of trampling on the lawn.

But the Fengdu Ghost King seemed to have disappeared.

"Where do you think he is?" Guan Ya asked in a low voice.

Zhang Yuanqing said without thinking, "On the shoulders of the Yin Corpse."

The mixed-race beauty gave him a surprised look, which was consistent with what she had seen. However, Yuanshi was not a scout and did not wear seer glasses, so she reasoned it out based on her combat wisdom.

At this time, the figure of Fengdu Ghost King appeared on the shoulder of one of the Yin corpses.

He held a small round mirror in his hand and looked at himself in the mirror. He seemed to see something satisfactory in the mirror, chuckled lightly, and then spit out a mouthful of endless lunar power.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Ghostly cries resounded throughout the venue, and the temperature plummeted.

As a night wandering god, Zhang Yuanqing clearly saw wisps of green smoke drifting out with the power of the lunar calendar, and various ghosts and resentful spirits transformed into the sky.

There are men and women, old and young, some with ferocious faces, some with disheveled hair.

There are dozens of resentful spirits.

These resentful spirits held sickles in their hands, floating in the air, and the ghosts danced wildly.

This, is this a spiritual servant? It’s too much, no, it’s not a spiritual servant, it’s somewhere between a spiritual servant and a resentful spirit. What kind of operation is this? Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.

The wraith held its scythe high and swooped towards Catwoman.

Every slash made Catwoman scream in pain. She could avoid the attacks of the Inferi with her agility, but she couldn't avoid these invisible ghosts.

After a few minutes, the battle was over.

The Fengdu Ghost King won the victory without much effort.

It feels like abusing food. Is this the invincible one under the dominance of the previous generation? Why is he looking in the mirror? So far, the Fengdu Ghost King has used the abilities of the Night Traveling God. What about the abilities of the Star Official? Zhang Yuanqing sighed secretly.

The second group is Lingjun and Milky Pink. The latter is a god of plague. His abilities in the field of germs and microorganisms are restrained by the beast king's cure.

But Lingjun's fight was tepid, and he didn't take the initiative from beginning to end, because "Fengtou" is a mature woman with great charm.

"Which branch is my sister a deacon?"

"Copper Province."

"Alas, I took advantage of this game and won't win."

"It doesn't matter, winning or losing is not important at all."

"Yes, winning or losing is not important. Being able to play against an outstanding woman like my sister is my biggest gain from participating."

"As expected of a playboy, he really knows how to talk."

"Sister, are you participating in the arena competition for rewards?"

"It's grinding."

After fighting for half an hour, the armored swordsman couldn't help frowning and loudly said:

"Quick victory!"

When Lingjun heard this, he held his chest and said "Ah": "I'm sick, I give up."

The mature woman opposite was stunned for a moment, her face full of astonishment.

Just as she was about to say something, Lingjun was already clutching his chest and staggering back to the audience.

He deliberately asked me to practice a few more games. The mature deacon of Shuishen Palace immediately understood what the playboy wanted.

I felt grateful and surprised for a moment, and my liking for him greatly increased.

"Fu Qingyang and the blazing holy fire enter."

After the armored swordsman finished speaking, a figure in white Shi Shiran stood up from a seat somewhere. He did not jump from the high wall like other contestants, but grabbed a blue cloak and draped it on his shoulders.

Wow!

The cloak fluttered, and a whirlpool rose from the soles of Fu Qingyang's feet, carrying him to the center of the ring.

There were cheers from the audience.

"What a slut." Zhang Yuanqing said.

Guan Ya agreed with his statement and said with emotion: "Qingyang, this kid, likes to pretend to be cool since he was a child."

"Besides, stupid people have too much money."

"But he prides himself on convincing others with his virtue."

"Let's talk about these things in private and don't spread them outside."

"I think so too."

As he spoke, a fireball rose from the auditorium and hit Fu Qingyang floating in the air like a cannonball.

Fu Qingyang's face turned cold, and with a flick of his finger, the fireball exploded. In the expanding firelight, a high-profile figure appeared.

This man is about forty years old, with a tall build, a beard, a domineering air, and sharp eyes. He is the kind of person who, if someone looks at you a few times while walking on the street, will rush over and ask, "What are you looking at?" and then punch you. Guy.

"Fu Qingyang!" Holy Fire roared loudly:

"They say you are the number one person below the realm of domination. I am not convinced. I just learned some clever tricks. I hope you are not wasting your time."

Without saying anything, he was slowly falling when he saw Fu Qingyang grabbing a Han Bafang bronze sword from the void. The blade was sharp, but the sword body was covered with patina.

Mr. Qian, who had a cold face, cut him off with one sword.

Holy Fire's blazing pupils shrank, and his body trembled strangely and violently. Countless ways of evading flashed through his mind, but he contradicted himself and rejected himself.

In the end, he did nothing and let the sword cut open his chest and cut off the sternum.

boom!

The blazing flames hit the ring hard, and blood exploded in his chest, staining the lawn red.

Fu Qingyang turned around and floated back to the ring.

The battle was over before it even started.

The logistics team hurriedly came on stage, checked the injuries, and said loudly: "Elder, we need to inject the life essence."

The armored swordsman nodded slightly.

The logistics team carried the blazing flame and left in a hurry.

The whole place was silent.

A few seconds later, there was a tidal wave of noise.

"What? Is this the end? The Deacon of the Holy Fire has collected the money."

"The acting is so fake. I can avoid Fu Qingyang's sword, but the dignified deacon can't avoid it? Mr. Qian is worthy of being Mr. Qian."

The audience talked endlessly, accusing Fu Qingyang of match-fixing.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly remembered that when he was hunting Hei Wuchang at the No. 3 Elementary School, the fire master from the Rose of Darkness didn't even have the courage to fight Fu Qingyang in close combat.

And this Holy Fire Deacon became reckless as soon as he came on stage.

In comparison, this one is a serious fire master. The fire master of Dark Night Rose is simply a disgrace to fire masters.

During the discussion, Zhang Yuanqing heard Guan Ya sighing:

"This is the way of technique!"

Ji Jin Dao. He silently recited these four words in his mind and took the opportunity to ask:

"What does this sentence mean?"

This problem troubled him for a long time.

"I told you last time that the River Crossing Pawn is called Xiao Qingyang. You have experienced the Insight Specialization of the River Crossing Pawn." Guan Ya said: "Fu Qingyang's slashing attack is the River Crossing Pawn's Insight Specialization. The enhanced version, well, there are countless enhanced versions.”

Zhang Yuanqing nodded. The soldier crossing the river can predict two to three steps. As soon as he raises his gun, you will have a feeling that you will be hit. No matter whether you are facing left or right, you will be predicted.

"So, the centurion predicted it by seven or eight steps, or even more?"

Guan Ya shook her head and looked serious:

"No, if that's the case, if you don't have the skills to be close to the Tao, then his realm will be even higher."

A higher level? Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"I have told you before that Fu Qingyang's talent is not very good. He has been despised by his family elders since he was a child. Among his peers, he is below average, but he is very proud. That kind of pride comes from his bones. Sometimes I I don’t understand why he is so proud even though he is so weak. Why? Because of his blind pride, he is often bullied by his peers in the family." When Guan Ya talked about this, her eyes were filled with memories and emotion. It's admiration.

"It wasn't until I was 15 years old that he knocked me out with a wooden knife in a fighting competition held by my family. He only used one knife. But the knife was fast, hard and accurate, and it caught me off guard.

"Later I found out that in the past seven or eight years, Fu Qingyang had only practiced one move, and that was slashing!

"He knows that his talent is not good, so he doesn't learn fighting or moves, he only practices slashing. He concentrates all his energy and efforts on one move to reach the peak.

"I am convinced that I lost because I know that that knife condensed his pride and half his life's hard work. When he drew the knife, he was already invincible."

Guan Ya sighed:

"After becoming a spiritual practitioner, he incorporated insight into his slashing attacks and continued practicing day and night. The family elders still did not think highly of him. They all felt that his path was too narrow and he only knew one move, which meant he was easily targeted.

"It is indeed true. Back then, he was just like the River Crossing Pawn now. He was very strong, but not outstanding. It was not until he was promoted to the Saint Realm that we were shocked to discover that he had practiced this sword as a rule."

Having said this, Guan Ya looked at the dumbfounded Yuan Shi, nodded and said:

"Yes, that's the rules, rules for props.

"His slashes can't be avoided, they can only be resisted. Even the master can't avoid them, just like your pair of red dancing shoes, even the elder dog can't do anything.

"Fu Qingyang is the first person to control the rules since the birth of the spiritual realm. Of course, I don't know if the alliance leaders can do it."

Zhang Yuanqing murmured:

"This is, the skill is close to the Tao."

He suddenly understood why Fu Qingyang looked down on geniuses, why he said these geniuses were rubbish, and why he said that the female marshal's diligence was not worthy of her talent.

Fu Qingyang does have this capital. He is not very talented, but he has a strong heart.

It’s really sad and inspiring. Zhang Yuanqing said silently in his heart.

At this time, a soft and sweet voice came from the side:

"Yuanshi Tianzun!"

Zhang Yuanqing restrained his thoughts and followed the sound. He saw that the person who came was a mature and attractive young woman.

The face is round and delicate, and the flaming red lips are like plump peonies.

Zhu Rong!

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.