Spirit Realm Walker

Wang Qian dropped his eyes and looked at the counter. He couldn't see the spirit body, but the musician's spirituality could sense that there was something there.

He raised his eyes and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun with longing and pleading eyes.

Zhang Yuanqing breathed out another breath of taiyin energy, and it fell on his face. Wang Qian felt his face go cold, and there seemed to be frost around his eyes.

He felt that his vision had been given some kind of power, and he immediately looked at the counter, and sure enough he saw a cute baby with sparse fetal hair lying there.

The difference from before was that the baby's big black eyes were full of agility, occasionally flashing with wisdom, and were no longer empty and ignorant.

Wang Qian's eyes suddenly became gentle and he picked up Ying Ling. "My sister would be so happy if she could see you. Her child is still there and has always been."

It is also possible that Zhang Yuanqing was so frightened that the mother and son were reunited on the spot. Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart and said:

"Ordinary people will be frightened and sick when they see a spirit body. I advise you to give up this bold idea.

"You have fifteen minutes to contact the spirit body, see the spirit body, and reminisce about the past."

After that, enter the depths of the hotel.

Taking the elevator upstairs to the leftmost room on the third floor, Zhang Yuanqing knocked on the door.

"Crack!"

The door handle automatically unscrewed and then slowly opened inwards.

Zhang Yuanqing stepped into the room, passed through the entrance hall and entered the living room. He glanced around and saw the Master of the Killing Palace sitting lazily behind the desk, with the window behind him.

The light from the window poured into the room, and she was bathed in the light. Her hair was shiny, but her face was shrouded in shadow.

Seeing Zhang Yuanqing come in, the beautiful eyes under the silver mask shined with joy, but after careful inspection, their eyes suddenly sank and became indifferent.

The light affected Zhang Yuanqing's observation, and he said without noticing anything strange:

"Palace Master, I."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from above his head, and then his hands and feet tightened. Before he could react, he floated up and was hung in the air.

A series of question marks flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind.

"I'm very angry." The Master of the Killing Palace pushed up the table and walked forward, a pair of exquisite jade feet looming under the skirt.

She stopped in front of Zhang Yuanqing, raised her head, and said coldly:

"I hate it when people put hats on me, even if they are bastards. My treatment plan for unclean men is to castrate them, soak them in pig cages, and hang them for seven to forty-nine days before they are made into bacon."

She suddenly sniffed and gritted her teeth and said, "You are indeed an unclean person. You have the body odor of other women!!"

After saying that, she summoned a snow-white sharp blade with cold eyes and pressed it against Zhang Yuanqing's crotch:

"Looks like it's just castration."

"Palace Master, if you have anything to say, please tell me."

Feeling cold on his crotch, Zhang Yuanqing, who was confused, finally came to his senses and realized that the palace master had discovered that he and Guan Yada were in charge of Bao Zhijia's affairs.

She was jealous.

Hong Luan Xingguan is in charge of marriage, and his sensitivity in this regard is probably stronger than that of astrology.

"What's there to say?" the Master of the Killing Palace said in a cold tone:

"After I cut off the dirt on your lower body, I will use the life source liquid to help you recover, and you will be clean again. Remember from now on, you use it once and I will cut it once."

Has she really cured her mental illness? Why do I feel more serious? It's like a devil. Zhang Yuanqing tried to open the inventory and summon props to fight against the crazy batch.

But he found that he had lost touch with the inventory.

This was the first time he encountered this situation since he became a spiritual realm traveler.

Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank. He suspected that the palace master was more seriously ill and that Mad Critic could do anything.

Although there was life source fluid to treat his injuries, he didn't want to experience the pain of losing a beloved chicken.

"Palace Master, please tell me what you have to say. In fact, you are the most important person in my heart." Zhang Yuanqing recalled his mentor's teachings while speaking, trying to appease Crazy Pi.

The Master of the Killing Palace took the knife and made gestures on his crotch, and suddenly sighed:

"I still can't bear to blame you, forget it, find an opportunity to kill Guan Ya to vent your anger."

Then you should let me down, hiss, the stranglehold is getting tighter. Zhang Yuanqing took a breath, and the red threads as thin as hair were strangled into the flesh one by one, causing blood to drop.

He tentatively asked: "Palace Master, can you let me down first?"

After saying this, the red thread tightened even tighter, and blood drops continued to drip along the red thread.

Zhang Yuanqing shut up obediently.

At this time, the Master of the Killing Palace put away all his emotions, walked to the table, and took out a clay pot the size of a football and ten gold bars engraved with dazzling runes.

"I extracted the essence of the remaining life source liquid and stored it in a clay pot. The divine power of the sun was sealed in gold. The gold was a temporary container that I asked a refiner to build. It can only hold them for three days. After three days, the gold will be It will melt, you absorb it as soon as possible." The palace master said calmly.

Everything is ready for him.

Three days is enough. After entering the dungeon, I will practice Pure Yang Body Cleansing Record. If I can enter the dungeon again and reach level 5, I should be able to protect myself and survive the severe omen of turtle shell divination. Zhang Yuanqing silently thought in his heart. .

"Why does it have to be improved in the dungeon?" asked the Master of the Killing Stop Palace.

Zhang Yuanqing informed the other party of the tortoise shell's divination and said: "I guess that in the future, we may be matched with high-level spiritual practitioners instead of playing with the same level."

The palace owner leaned on the edge of the table and tapped his chin with his finger, "Your guess is correct."

That's right, I will form a team with high-level spiritual realm walkers in the future. Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?"

"I won't tell you, you ungrateful and heartless man." The master of the Killing Palace dragged his long skirt to the door and hummed: "You can just hang here. You can come down after dark."

Capital, in the secret room.

"I have told you that I don't like naive and passionate men, and your Seventeenth Brother has been dead for so many years." Victoria lit up a lady's cigarette, puffed away in the dim green candlelight, and said slowly:

“He is sunny and cheerful, treats others enthusiastically, thinks highly of himself, and has naive ideas, that’s about it. He has super talents and is a formidable strong man.

"But some of his ideas were very naive. I remember when he was pursuing me, one day he suddenly said: Do you want to join hands with him and become a respected partner who can save the world?"

Is Brother Seventeen still such a middle school student? But because he was in the second grade of middle school, he joined the Xiaoyao organization. Lingjun recalled the memory of his gentle brother and felt that something was wrong.

After finishing the exchange with Yuanshi Tianzun, he inquired about the background of Xiaoyao Organization and learned about the exaggerated slogans of Zhong Er.

Now that I heard Victoria talking about old things, I became more and more certain that Brother Seventeen was the Night Walker in Shadow Twins.

Victoria's red lips rolled her eyes, "I don't like this kind of man. I prefer a scumbag who is only 15 years old and has the audacity to try to eat me. He says that a boy deserves a young woman, and even nine cows can't pull him away."

Lingjun looked embarrassed. If it were any other woman, he would have started to talk sluts at this time, but he felt guilty for Victoria and suppressed his inner emotions, not wanting this unethical relationship to rekindle.

"Is there anything else?" He changed the subject silently.

Victoria dusted off the cigarette ashes, "But after you reminded me, I remembered that a year before he returned to the spiritual realm, he seemed to have had a fight with the great elder, Judge Chiri, and the conflict was very fierce."

"What's the reason?" Lingjun asked hurriedly.

"This is the most interesting part. After that day, Officer Chiri removed Lingtuo from the Taiyi Sect. The specific reason was not disclosed to the public and I don't know."

Lingjun suddenly realized: "It turns out that Seventeenth Brother was removed from the list by the Great Elder, and my father acquiesced in this matter. This information will not be written in the documents. Only the elders at that time knew it. It turns out that every elder in a family is like a treasure."

Victoria's pretty face sank: "Is there an elder in the family?"

"In my eyes, you are still so beautiful even when you are a hundred years old." Lingjun unconsciously started talking about love, then stopped quickly and said:

"What else? Well, something suspicious to you."

"Yes," Victoria's eyes were bright. After talking so much, she had completely entered the case-handling state, and more unreasonable details of the events that year came to mind:

"Not long after your seventeenth brother returned to the spiritual realm, another elder also returned to the spiritual realm. His ID is 'Mountains and Rivers Forever'. This elder is very senior and was a spiritual realm practitioner at the end of the Republic of China.

"It is a bit unreasonable to lose two elders in one year. After all, there was no fierce conflict with the evil organization back then. But I am not very familiar with that elder. He is the most senior generation, and I am from the young and strong sect. I have an impression Among them, the elder lives in seclusion and does not deal with the affairs of the sect, so there is no official interaction with him."

While talking, a resentful spirit came to the secret room holding a notebook.

In Lingjun's eyes, the notebook flew away on its own and came floating in the air.

Victoria took the laptop, opened the Taiyimen database, and searched for the words "mountains and rivers last forever". The result showed: the entry does not exist!

"His information has also been cleared." Victoria closed the notebook, "At least one thing is certain. This person's death is closely related to the death of your seventeenth brother."

"This is a clue. How should we check the information on 'Mountains and Rivers Eternal'?" Lingjun asked.

"It's useless to look up information. The information that can be left in the information is often easily erased. It is most effective to inquire from those who know the information." Victoria thought clearly and said:

"He has a very good relationship with Elder Sun. We can consider making a breakthrough from Elder Sun."

"Confused old grandson" Lingjun nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, the flame of the white candle, which was about to burn out, jumped, changing from a green color to an orange flame.

The secret blessing is complete.

Above the East China Sea, the vast ocean rises and falls.

A golden light swept across the sky and flew over the boundless ocean.

In the golden light, the figure was as graceful as a giant, with an outstanding fairy posture, like a goddess above the nine heavens, untouched by the breath of the world.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, a large area of ​​land and forest appeared in front of them. Beyond that, there was an endless wilderness. At the end of the wilderness was a peak with no top.

“I found the place where the sun rises”

Empress Sandaoshan was overjoyed and immediately accelerated her speed. The golden light swept toward the high mountain at the end of the wilderness like a meteor.

After a while, she came to the top of the towering mountain. It was empty and there was nothing.

"The Fuso Sacred Tree is not in the spiritual realm?"

The Empress of Sandao Mountain frowned lightly. This was different from the information she had gleaned from several spiritual realm bosses.

The Fuso Sacred Tree is the place where the sun rises, and inhabits the legendary Golden Crow, and the Golden Crow is most likely the origin of the god of sun travel and the source of the sun's divine power.

She worked hard and finally found the place where the sun rises, but there was nothing here.

While he was wondering, suddenly, a voice came from behind:

"The Fuso Sacred Tree is not in the dungeon. It remains in Gaotianyuan of the island country. Because there is a demon refining pot in the Sacred Tree. When the spiritual realm was born, it could not accommodate this original artifact of the musician profession. Later, it was used by a certain existence. Deliberately left in Takamagahara.”

Sandaoshan Empress suddenly looked back and saw a figure standing behind her.

His body was somewhere between illusion and reality, and his face was covered with golden mist. His facial features could not be seen clearly, but his eyes were gentle and seemed familiar.

"You are." Empress Sandaoshan pointed her fingers together like a sword subconsciously, and the divine power of the sun in her body showed signs of boiling.

She felt that these eyes were very familiar, but she couldn't remember them.

After thinking for a few seconds, Empress Sandaoshan's beautiful face changed slightly: "You are the person in my dream."

The man smiled and said:

"Mother, I woke you up. Have you ever thought about why the ancient practitioners who were brought into the spiritual realm basically became dungeon bosses, but you are the exception?

"I show up to see you this time because I have something to ask for."

Empress Sandaoshan narrowed her eyes, "You helped me get rid of the control of the spiritual realm? Why hide your head and show your true body?"

"There's something wrong with the real body, and I can't see it." As he spoke, the golden mist on the man's face dissipated, revealing his true appearance.

Empress Sandaoshan's beauty turned pale, she could hardly control her tone and said in a trembling voice:

"It's you?!"

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Yuanqing returned to Fujiawan in ragged clothes.

He took off his clothes that were torn by red lines, washed away the blood on his body, and after comforting Guan Ya, he lay on the bed, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, waiting for the copy to come.

Nothing happened all night.

It wasn't until seven o'clock the next day that the spiritual realm notification finally came to my ears.

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected. Recommended book: "Global Cards: I Created an Eastern Mythical Card Set".