Spirit Realm Walker

[Name: Propagating Saplings]

[Type: Trees]

[Function: Breeding, controlling beasts]

[Introduction: The sapling of a certain sacred tree inherits some of the abilities of its mother. After leaving the mother's body, it longs to grow into a great creature like the mother tree, so it has a strong obsession with reproduction and growth. In addition, it can control the beasts in the forest. . Reproduction is an eternal pursuit. Reproduce. For the continuation of the race and the birth of life, please abandon everything and reproduce as much as you like. 】

[Note 1: People who refuse to reproduce are not qualified to have fertility. 】

[Note 2: Every twenty-four hours, it will summon nearby creatures to hold a grand breeding ceremony. 】

Sapling? The sapling is nearly two meters high. How tall must the mother body be? Zhang Yuanqing sighed after reading the attribute introduction.

Saplings are props of the wood demon profession, and have two major functions: reproduction and beast control. The literal meaning of beast control is clear and clear.

The specific effect of reproduction is - as long as this item is sacrificed, all creatures within a certain range will fall into a state of eagerness to reproduce.

At first glance, the effect is very simple, but in fact it is a very powerful negative buff. Just imagine, when you are besieged, facing the overwhelming enemies, sacrifice this sapling.

Under the aura of reproduction, the enemy who was fighting you to death one moment may invite you to join Wushan in the next second.

Wouldn't it be beautiful if the other party was a charming and sexy girl?

Wouldn't it be even more beautiful if the other party were a group of charming girls?

But if the opponent is a group of strong men...

In addition, its price is also very serious. The price of Note 1 is similar to the Mountain God Scepter. After using the prop, you will have the desire to reproduce, but the sapling is more domineering than the Mountain God Scepter. The price of the Mountain God Scepter can still be resisted with willpower. The sapling is Directly depriving the holder of his fertility.

Of course, this is not a problem for people who have girlfriends, wives, and female companions, as well as people whose moral bottom line is not so high.

What really gives Zhang Yuanqing a headache is note 2. He doesn't want people to go anywhere and the money to spread out.

That's too crazy.

"This prop cannot be kept or used. Put it away first and take it to the furnace for refinement in seven days." Zhang Yuanqing gave up the idea of ​​​​containing this prop for long-term use and put the sapling into the inventory.

Then, he glanced around the thirty-odd young students who were maintaining sexual postures but with dull eyes like dolls, and dialed the Queen's phone number.

"Queen, I found a prop at Songfu University." He told the Queen about the situation in the campus park, and then said:

"You notify the nearby official practitioners and ask them to bring musicians to deal with it. My suggestion is to hypnotize them and make them forget what happened tonight and pretend that nothing happened."

The Queen pondered for a moment: "For them, this is indeed the best way."

These students can continue to study in school and return to normal life.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yuanqing looked at Zhu Hanjing and thought for a moment.

Although official practitioners will deal with this matter covertly, the cooperation of security guards and even the school will definitely be needed during this period.

This girl came here by mistake and did not participate in the silver party. It would be bad for her reputation to leave her here.

After thinking about it, he walked up to Zhu Hanjing, activated the flying function of the Windbreaker gloves, and took her out of the park.

Flying over the playground, Zhang Yuanqing landed in the flower bed behind the teaching building.

In this environment, wearing a mask is too scary, but removing the mask will make me moody, like a schizophrenia patient... Zhang Yuanqing thought about it again and again, and decided to remove the mask.

A moody weirdo is always a little more harmless than a face mask.

He raised his hand and wiped it lightly, and his unruly face disappeared. Then he snapped his fingers. The blank-eyed Xiehua trembled all over. She looked around blankly as if she had just woken up from a dream.

For a moment, I couldn't tell which side was reality and which side was fantasy.

Then, she saw the strange boy in front of her, and her rationality returned instantly, and she understood which side was reality and which side was dream.

"If you dare to scream, I will show you what fear and pain is."

The handsome young man said these words in a cold voice and cold tone before Zhu Hanjing screamed.

...Zhu Hanjing shrank back in fear and said in a trembling voice:

"You, you are a human or a ghost."

If it was a ghost, she immediately screamed.

Zhang Yuanqing took a few steps forward, forced her into the corner, raised the girl's pointed chin, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"I can already feel the smoothness and beauty of your skin, and I guess you can also feel the heat of my fingertips."

? ? ?

Zhu Hanjing was confused by his sudden change. Her heart was beating wildly. She leaned against the wall. The fear in her heart was relieved, and the temperature of her fingertips was quite hot.

But new worries came to mind. This hot and cold guy wouldn't strip her naked and humiliate her, just like those people in the park.

"Who are you?" she demanded.

"You can understand me as the wandering god in the night, or the Batman of the East. If you insist on asking me for my honorable name, it is - the great Yuanshi Tianzun!" he said

The wandering god in the night, the Batman of the East, the great Yuanshi Tianzun. Zhu Hanjing looked blank.

She was about to ask about the unsightly scene in the park when she called this handsome peer. Suddenly her face darkened and her tone was cold:

"I have notified the Sheriff's Department, and someone will deal with those people in the park soon. I brought you here to tell you two things. First, don't spread what you saw tonight. No one is allowed to spread it. Say. Two, go back to the dormitory immediately."

After saying that, he cast a cold side glance:

"Go away yet!"

Zhu Hanjing shivered in fright, turned around and ran away.

She ran back to the dormitory in one breath, got into bed, and hid under the bed motionless.

After a long time, she stuck her head out and gasped for breath.

The wandering god in the dark night, the great Yuanshi Tianzun... She murmured to herself.

Vaguely, she understood that she had come into contact with a whole new world.

A dreamlike, bizarre world.

That handsome peer is proof that she has been in contact with the wonderful world.

As she was thinking wildly, she began to worry about Xiaolan again.

That peer said he would resolve the matter, and I hope he does what he says...

I don’t know if I can see him again in the future. According to the development of romance novels, this is how the heroine and the hero became attached... Zhu Hanjing fell asleep with a trace of expectation.

Jiangbei Community, on the roof of a residential building.

A figure landed on the rooftop, overlooking the quiet neighborhood in the night. His dark eyes swept across the residential buildings one by one, as if searching for something.

"Hey, there is no breath of resentful spirits. If there are any resentful spirits within 24 hours, I can sense their remaining breath, but there is none here."

Zhang Yuanqing withdrew his gaze, suspecting that there were no props here, that Li Chunfeng had collected the wrong information, or that someone had solved the problem of resentful spirits in advance.

Just to be on the safe side, verify it again.

He spit out a mouthful of Taiyin power, landed on the ground and transformed into a baby. The baby had fat cheeks, big dark eyes, and a small mouth. Except for the slightly unreal body, it was no different from a normal baby.

Zhang Yuanqing leaned over, touched Ying Ling's head, and ordered:

"Treasure hunt!"

The little funny boy understood his master's command, said "Abba", raised his neck, and turned his head around like an antenna receiving a signal. After a while, he seemed to have locked the target, quickly slid his limbs, and disappeared into the night.

Building 8, Room 602.

In the two-bedroom house, yellow paper charms can be seen everywhere. They are pasted on the walls, door frames, and glass walls. There is also a Bagua mirror hanging on the back of the security door.

In the dim bedroom, there was a shrine by the window, with incense and wax lit, and some fruits and pastries placed on the tribute table.

What is enshrined in the shrine is neither a Buddha nor a god, but a twenty-centimeter-long pocket coffin.

The coffin was as black as ink and exuded a cold and evil aura. It was like a toy in size, but more terrifying than a real coffin.

Under the shrine, a figure was kneeling, muttering something in his mouth, but it was unclear and he couldn't hear what he was saying specifically.

At this time, a chuckle sounded in the dark bedroom:

"Stop bowing. If you bow again, it will be gone."

This voice is extremely young.

The person in front of the shrine trembled all over, jumped up like a conditioned reflex, and looked at the source of the sound.

I saw a figure sitting on the sofa beside the bed.

He was wearing a T-shirt and light trousers, with a tall and straight figure, vaguely looking like a young man.

"Who are you? How did you get in? You don't want to live anymore, do you?" The middle-aged man regained his composure. With his back leaning against the shrine, he was not afraid and asked sharply.

"Don't worry about how I got in. Look at your face. It's so pale that there is no blood. You are going to die soon. Of course, I will save you. Please answer my questions truthfully." Zhang Yuanqing lazily leaned on the sofa. , "The weird knocking on the door in Jiangbei Community is your fault, don't deny it. I even know how you did it."

He pointed to the pocket coffin, "There must be a ghost in it."

The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically and he said quickly:

"who are you!"

As he finished speaking, he saw the young man on the sofa. His eyebrows suddenly lit up with gold paint, which immediately covered his entire cheek. The golden glow illuminated the dim bedroom.

Immediately afterwards, the black and red colors of the golden face quickly moved away, outlining an upright and majestic face.

"Answer me!" The majestic golden face asked in a low voice.

The middle-aged man's heart twitched hard and almost stopped.

"Invite the great god to show up and kill the enemy!"

The middle-aged man's knees sank, he knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to the coffin.

Darkness filled Zhang Yuanqing's eyes as he examined the coffin.

"Invite the great god to show up and kill the enemy!"

The middle-aged man continued to kowtow, his voice becoming a little urgent.

In the past, as long as he kowtowed, the "great god" in the coffin would definitely appear and fulfill his request, but for some reason today, the great god in the coffin did not respond.

This has never happened before.

"It's embarrassing. It seems a little afraid of me." Zhang Yuanqing stared at him, his voice loud and intimidating:

"Answer my question, or die!"

He, he is the same type of person as me, a person with magical abilities, and more powerful than me. The middle-aged man thought quickly in his mind, weighed the pros and cons, and chose to cooperate:

"What do you want to ask?"

"Where did the coffin come from?" Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the niche.

"I picked it up at the door of my house. About three days ago, I saw it at the door. I felt very unlucky at the time and kicked it away. At night, I heard someone knocking on the door and opened the door to check, but no one was there. I found it back at the door. I picked it up and wanted to throw it into the trash can downstairs." The middle-aged man said, his pale face showing excitement and fear, and said:

"But when I picked it up, I suddenly felt that it had thoughts and could communicate with me. I suddenly understood how to use it."

"What's the use? Knocking on the door is scary!" Zhang Yuanqing sneered.

"No, I'm just doing an experiment by knocking on the door. It's a magic weapon that can drive ghosts. You and I are the same kind of people. You should understand what I mean. I can control it and do anything." The middle-aged man said angrily. retorted, seeming disgusted that someone would belittle the coffin.

"But it takes time to worship. The longer I worship, the more I feel that I have truly become its master."

No, you're dying.

"What happens when you completely take control of this magic weapon?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"Of course it's to do something more meaningful." The middle-aged man's pale face showed greed, and his eyes concealed madness.

His mental state was no longer normal. The loss of energy was very serious, and he would die within three days at most. Zhang Yuanqing snapped his fingers, and the middle-aged man immediately froze on the spot and fell into a dreamland.

Zhang Yuanqing stood up, walked to the shrine, and raised his hand towards the coffin.

The pocket black coffin trembled violently, seeming to be resisting and fearful, but in the end he chose to surrender and let this powerful star officer control him.

[Name: Evil Spirit Coffin]

[Type: coffin]

[Function: Taming the Spirit]

[Introduction: After a powerful witchcraft master died, he was turned into a ghost object and sealed in a coffin, becoming an evil spirit that could be driven. Use your own energy as a sacrifice and pray to it, and the coffin will send evil spirits to fulfill the request of the petitioner. 】

[Note: It exudes malice all the time. 】

After reading the item information and understanding the function and cost of this item, Zhang Yuanqing immediately understood the reason for the middle-aged man's weakness.

This guy is not a spiritual traveler and cannot see the item information, so he can only rely on the feedback received after becoming the owner of the item to experiment with the specific function of the item.

Knocking on the door was because he was experimenting with the function of this item, but because he would be extremely weak after each sacrifice and needed to rest, there was no experiment today.

Therefore, Zhang Yuanqing never sensed the breath of the resentful spirit.

He was a very cautious guy and did not use the props to satisfy his desires immediately. Unfortunately, the props were too evil. Ordinary people would lose their essence and die in a week at most if they came into contact with them. Zhang Yuanqing put the coffin in the inventory and called the Queen. , let her clean up the mess.

Only then did the military soul mask disappear.

In the following time, he will turn into a moody madman, and it is best to stay away from people.

In the next six days, Zhang Yuanqing used the treasure hunting function of Xiaodoubi and cooperated with the intelligence provided by the officials to travel around Songhai, Bulk Province and Jiangnan Province.

For this purpose, the Queen's car was specially requisitioned, and she traveled around the city, speeding on the highway, and bumping in the countryside 24 hours a day.

He almost didn't dare to stop for a moment. After solving one thing, he rushed to the next destination.

In six days, he collected 4 props of saint quality and 8 props of extraordinary quality, totaling 12 props.

The efficiency is so high that it has surpassed the official practitioners of various branches.

This is because he is strong enough and has enough props. He can directly pass through events that the official team and even the deacons need to carefully verify and explore.

On the other hand, he has the help of Xiao Dou Bi's treasure hunting skills. As long as there is a treasure within a few miles, Xiao Dou Bi can find it.

Spiritual realm walkers usually keep their props in their inventory, and only those lucky ones who pick them up will carry them with them. The same goes for props that have not been picked up and are temporarily covered in dust.

Xiaodoubi almost found the right one.

At the last stop, he drove to Jinshan City and parked in front of the Wuhen Hotel.

In six days, Madoka did not provide him with clues about the props. This was normal. It was difficult for unofficial personnel to lock down the props in just a few days.

Firstly, all the props used for making a fuss have been taken away, and secondly, her channels are limited, and the most she can do is Jinshan City.

Zhang Yuanqing came to Wuhen Hotel mainly because he happened to be passing by, so he wanted to come here to sleep and meet Xiao Yuan.

He hasn't seen Madoka for a while since the Uncle Zhang incident.

Online meeting room.

The elders of Crab City Branch, Songhai Branch and Hangcheng Branch held a brief meeting regarding the prop collection incident.

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.