Spirit Realm Walker

Zhang Yuanqing immediately sat over, not opposite the boy, but beside him, holding up the wine flask as a companion and pouring wine for him.

Although Lao Xiangzong looks like a minor, he is actually an old man over a hundred years old.

"My ancestors have admired your name for a long time. I have seen many demigods. You are the most special. You have returned to your original nature and become a child again." Zhang Yuanqing said.

"This is the characteristic of the Earth Mother, nothing unusual." The ancestor of the Xie family picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Earth Mother, is this the professional name of a musician in the semi-god stage? Zhang Yuanqing took advantage of the situation and said: "Ancestor, how can you say this!"

The ancestor of the Xie family used a silver spatula to drag a piece of crab roe into Han's mouth. He looked satisfied and said, "Only mothers and children can exert the power of the musician profession, especially at the demigod stage. If Maintaining the appearance of an adult man will greatly reduce the power of his skills, and a woman who has never given birth to a child will also be unable to exert her true power as a musician."

There is also a saying that the core ability of the musician profession is nurturing. It seems to make sense.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but think of the picture of Emperor Wa.

Emperor Wa held the Holy Infant in his arms and gave it to the corresponding mother and child.

"Listening to the words of our ancestors is better than studying for ten years." Zhang Yuanqing poured wine frequently, "My ancestors drank."

The childish-looking, fair-skinned and cute boy raised a glass and had a drink.

Zhang Yuanqing picked up the crab-opening tool again, and opened the crab hearts for his ancestors just like Xie Ling Huaxi opened the crabs for him. Each person opened the crab hearts and drank. No one said anything. When the ancestor of the Xie family finished the fifth crab, he wiped it with his loose sleeves. Wiped his mouth and said.

"I have read your information and know your recent deeds. It is said that you have the qualifications of an alliance leader, but it is not a boast. At least at your stage, I am not as good as you. But as a demigod, you pay attention to Qi. Luck, talent, and timing are not determined by qualifications.”

"You are a boy, you are talented and can speak well, I am quite satisfied with you. In this way, you marry Xie Su's daughter, and we will be a family from now on. When you are promoted to master at the end of the year, I will personally teach you and tell you all the secrets of the spiritual realm. , I can’t say that it will definitely help you become a demigod, but the probability is definitely higher.”

The ancestor was a cheerful person, Zhang Yuanqing said: "But I already have a girlfriend."

The ancestor of the Xie family looked at me with a look that said, "You are such a strange person." "If we marry together, then we are a manly husband. It is natural to have three wives and four concubines."

Almost forgetting that this person was an ancient man from more than a hundred years ago and a remnant of the feudal dynasty, Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart. He did not agree immediately, but fell into deep thought.

"What? Not willing?" The ancestor frowned slightly, "If you don't like Xie Su's daughter, you can choose any of the unmarried girls from the Xie family."

Zhang Yuanqing was shocked and thought to himself, damn, could it be that I am the illegitimate son of your ancestors who was left among the people? Otherwise, why would I be so kind to him?

Zhang Yuanqing stood up quickly, took a few steps back, bowed his head, and shouted: "I thank you for my honor. My ancestors said that being able to marry a girl from the Xie family and marrying the blood of my ancestors is a blessing that I have cultivated for eight lifetimes."

The ancestor's young face suddenly showed a smile.

Zhang Yuanqing changed the subject and sighed, "Old ancestors but younger generations have something to hide."

The ancestor of the Xie family frowned and then asked: "Tell me about it."

Zhang Yuanqing revealed the second purpose of attending the crab feast.

"In July, I entered Qinfeng College for further study. I met a mirror in the college's prop library. It could predict the future and said that I would not live until October. Just imagine, the juniors will return to the spiritual realm. How can I ask? I have the heart to make a promise to Lingxi that is destined to be unfulfilled."

The ancestor of the Xie family suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out you are going to die, then pretend I didn't say it, come and eat crabs, after eating crabs, let's get together and relax???"

A series of question marks flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind. He was stunned for a few seconds and coughed a few times: "This junior feels that he may be able to be saved, such as serving his ancestors for the next month."

The ancestor of the Xie family looked over with bright eyes as clear as black gemstones, "You used a clone to come to see me, which means you already have a way to deal with it, so why should I take action?"

"He saw that I was a clone?" Zhang Yuanqing was shocked, but then he felt it was reasonable.

Although the eight-foot mirror can perfectly reproduce the original body, the fair and cute child in front of him is a demigod.

The ancestor of the Xie family glanced at the remaining crabs and then looked at Yuanshi Tianzun.

Zhang Yuanqing quickly returned to his position and opened the crab for his ancestor. The boy took a cup and drank. He looked at the junior who was seriously opening the crab and said leisurely, "Tell me what you think about your own death."

Zhang Yuanqing did not dare to mention Lingtuo, because it involved the descendants of Zhang Tianshi and the descendants of the Demon King. He shook his head and said: "Stargazing does not bring any enlightenment."

The ancestor of the Xie family clicked his tongue and said: "It seems that there is a high-level existence involved, so you should not seek my blessing. You only know the result of fate, not the process, so it is very fatal. I can naturally protect you. Yue Ke, have you ever thought about it, maybe it was because you were hiding in the Xie family to avoid trouble that you were in danger of being killed? For example, from the evil camp, an old friend suddenly came to seek revenge on me and started a fight with me. He happened to be there when he saw you. Xie family, Gui killed you easily. You can't escape from a confrontation with a demigod."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned because he was speechless and unable to refute. Sometimes we desperately want to change the ending, but we don't know that everything we do is guided by fate and leads to that ending.

"Where are you really?" the Xie family ancestor asked again.

"In the gang copy" Zhang Yuanqing answered truthfully.

Shen Jin, the ancestor of the Xie family, commented thoughtfully.

"It's a good idea. Although demigods from the outside world can travel to the spiritual realm, they cannot enter the dungeon unless they are recognized by the spiritual realm, such as the Empress of Sandao Mountain."

"It's safer to hide in a gang dungeon that has conquered Wanhua than to stay here with me. However, nothing is absolute. If you get the Void professional demigod or peak master, it will be dangerous."

"What should I say?" Zhang Yuanqing put on an attitude of listening.

"Demigods and peak masters of the void profession can bypass the restrictions of the spiritual realm and freely leave the zone and enter the dungeon." said the ancestor of the Xie family.

The demigods of the Void profession admire me very much and even invite me to the club as a young model. The peak master of this profession has no intersection with me.

Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Old ancestor, is there a high chance that I can escape the murder?"

The ancestor was leisurely eating crabs and drinking wine, "You are a star official. You should know that the future is uncertain and there are countless possibilities before the time arrives."

Zhang Yuanqing was determined in his heart, "Junior knows, ancestors drink." After the ancestor of the Xie family finished eating a crab, Zhang Yuanqing asked again: "Junior also wants to inquire about the situation of the Chu family. The Chu family was exterminated twenty years ago. Junior listens. Said that Shura didn't take action when the Chu family was destroyed? Where are the demigods of the Chu family?"

"It's been almost half a century since the demigod of the Chu family returned to the spiritual realm." The ancestor of the Xie family answered all questions and said with emotion, "Speaking of which, the demigod of the Chu family once had a fate with me and gave birth to me. Three children, the bloodline of Palace Master Zhisha is also my bloodline."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment when he heard this big melon. He thought to himself that it was no wonder that the Chu family and the Xie family had a good relationship. The palace owner and Xie Lingxi were so close. They turned out to be from the same ancestor.

"Then after the Chu Shi family was wiped out, you never thought of taking in the palace master? After all, she is considered your bloodline." Zhang Yuanqing said.

"I know she was taken away by Zhang Tianshi." The ancestor of the Xie family explained: "Zhang Tianshi is Chu Shang's sworn brother, and Chu Shang is the father of the Lord of the Palace of Killing. I don't need you to explain the interpersonal relationship to me. No one is better than me. clear!"

Zhang Yuanqing asked curiously: "Have you never thought of taking her in? If you ask, I don't think that Zhang Tianshi would have the guts to refuse."

The ancestor of the Xie family showed a sneer on his little face, "He naturally refused to foster the Master of the Palace of Killing Stops in the Xie family, because he wanted to keep the authority left by the Chu family demigod for that girl."

"Permissions?" Zhang Yuanqing asked confused.

"This involves a secret of the spiritual realm." The ancestor of the Xie family looked at the empty wine glass.

"Drinking, ancestors." Zhang Yuanqing immediately asked.

The ancestor was served well by him, so he said: "When you first joined the Five Elements Alliance, did anyone tell you that the spiritual realm is like a game?"

Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

"Since it's a game, there must be an administrator, Ba, but have you ever seen an administrator in the spiritual realm?"

"No."

The ancestor of the Xie family took a sip of rice wine, and said in an old voice with a young face: "Demigods have partial management authority in the spiritual realm. Each demigod has some authority, which is the biggest secret of the demigod stage. The authority obtained exceeds The more you have, the stronger you are. Once you fully master a certain professional authority, you will become the administrator of the spiritual realm, no, one of the administrators."

"What the musician controls is the authority to give birth to life." What the bachelor controls is the authority to create things," said the ancestor of the Xie family.

It caused huge waves in Zhang Yuanqing's heart.

The reason why demigods are powerful is that they control some kind of authority over the spiritual realm? This authority is incomplete, and each demigod only controls part of it? So, when a spiritual realm walker upgrades, he eventually becomes the administrator of the game spiritual realm?

Zhang Yuanqing's mind was buzzing, and he suddenly thought of a phenomenon he observed a long time ago: the spiritual realm is catalyzing the growth of spiritual realm walkers. In ancient soil cultivation, there was no spiritual realm. Growth was slow but the mortality rate was low, while spiritual realm walkers were single-player once a month. The death rate of this product is extremely high, but progress is also rapid.

At the beginning, Zhang Yuanqing speculated that the spiritual realm was the formation of conscious Cui Hua Walkers, and the purpose of the spiritual realm was to select new administrators.

From this point of view, Emperor Wa was extremely talented at that time. She was most likely an administrator of two major professions: musician and bachelor, and she had two administrator identities in one person.

"Is Emperor Wa the administrator?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

Patriarch Xie answered calmly: "She is the first generation manager and has the highest authority?"

Zhang Yuanqing nodded and continued to think about the profession of Night Travel God. The three original powers of "sun, moon and star" symbolize certain authority in the spiritual realm.

The night wandering god profession is special because the administrator status of this profession has the greatest weight among all administrators, and the part of the authority controlled has special value.

"Senior, I heard that evil professions do not have the demigod stage. Does this mean that evil professions are not qualified to become spiritual realm administrators? Why is this happening? Aren't evil professions also born from the spiritual realm?" Zhang Yuanqing suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and asked in a low voice. .

At the same time, he also asked about the speculation about why Yeyoushen’s profession is special.

The ancestor of the Xie family bit the crab leg and said calmly: "We have to wait until you marry a girl from the Xie family. I will hand over everything to you. What will I say in the future?"

You old bastard, Zhang Yuanqing grinded his teeth secretly at first, then stood up and bowed his head to the old demigod. This time he said it sincerely.

Lao Xiangzong answered all his questions very readily, and told him the first part of the ultimate secret of the spiritual realm for free.

This was a great favor, so he stood up and returned to the stone table and asked, "So, the palace master has some authority as an administrator, and Master Zhang is afraid that you will plunder the Chu family's relics?"

The ancestor of the Xie family nodded slightly: "That girl can challenge the demigods as long as she is promoted to the peak Wangzai. It's a pity. I saw her a while ago and found that her soul was broken and her origin was damaged. If she doesn't repair her origin, she will be in a defective state for the rest of her life. , it is impossible to hit the companion god."

Don’t worry about this. Crazy batch is no longer crazy.

By the way, the Palace Master said that the Demon Refining Pot is the highest authority in the musician profession, and the Demon Refining Pot is probably one of the authorities. From this point of view, she has a lot of authority at her disposal.

Currently, there are two demigods in the musician profession, which symbolizes two parts of authority plus two from the palace master, that is four parts of authority. I don’t know if there are more.

Zhang Yuanqing, don't think about it, whether mentioning the administrator's rights tactfully will trigger a fight between the two demigods.

"Of course there will be fights, but the authority does not have to be concentrated in one person. It just needs to be all together. The number of people does not matter, so it will not be a matter of life and death." The ancestor of the Xie family said lightly: "But if there is a profession, the authority must be given to one person."

No need for him to explain, Ming Luopan's prophecy instantly appeared in Zhang Yuanqing's mind.

When the sun, moon and stars returned, they were at the Wuhen Hotel. In the illusion behind room 404, the master in the Buddhist temple.

Master Wuhen opened the inventory and grabbed a fist-sized black ball. There were seven holes on the surface of the ball. Different sounds came from each hole, laughing, cursing, crying, and lamenting. The small one A round ball seems to contain all the seven emotions and six desires in the world.

Inside the black sphere is a constantly changing illusion, evolving all the scenes in the world.

Master Wuhen opened the collar of his clothes, opened his chest with his fingertips, and took out the heart that was connected to the blood vessels and was still beating like "bang bang". He put the black ball close to the bright red heart.

The ball quickly melted into a paste and flowed into the heart, and the bright red heart was immediately dyed black, and laughter, curses, tears, and lamentations could be heard.

At this moment, the entire Buddhist temple trembled violently, and the illusion began to distort, showing signs of being on the verge of destruction.

This is not because Master Wuhen is out of control and unable to maintain the environment, but because someone is trying to break into this illusion!