Spirit Realm Walker

Grandma's house, in the bedroom.

Zhang Yuanqing and Jiang Yu'er sat cross-legged in front of the TV side by side, each with a controller, cracklingly operating the characters to move vertically and horizontally in the game.

The little kid was lying on top of Jiang Yu'er's head, with his chubby legs hanging up, his dark eyes staring at the TV screen without blinking, his two small hands holding Jiang Yu'er's hair, his body tense, as if he was immersed in the experience.

This weekend, Jiang Yuyi didn't have to go to work, so she took him to play games.

At present, they are still in the "avoiding the limelight" stage and do not want to show off outside. They are safe at home because there is a family scum in the family, no, it is the great demigod's blessing.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing put down the handle, took out the companion spirit moon and put it on his forehead, and immediately entered the night wandering (secret) state.

Seeing this, Xiao Doubi couldn't wait to roll down from Jiang Yuyi's head, hold the handle tightly in his arms, and look at Jiang Yuyi with a watery, pleading look.

Jiang Yuyi touched his head with sparse fetal hair and showed a motherly smile: "If you fail to pass the customs, I will save you."

The little boy's immature face showed a seriousness that did not match his age, he raised his light eyebrows and nodded vigorously.

His intelligence is now able to communicate effectively, understand human language, understand body movements, and learn to observe words and colors. His IQ is about six or seven years old.

But the image is still that of a newborn baby, white and fat, with sparse fetal hair. The image of the spiritual servant is fixed. It will be what it is when it dies, and it will always be the same. The spirit body has no concept of development and growth.

The crackling sound sounded again, and the two characters continued to fight the enemy bravely.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was wandering at night, sat cross-legged. Through the information shared by the clone, he learned about the relics of Lingjun's biological mother. He had to think about how to deal with the matter.

Tell uncle? Tell Fu Qingyang?

If they know about it, they can participate in it in the future, and once they participate, their uncle and Fu Qingyang, who have no secret protection, will be seen by Lingtuo from the river of destiny.

Then Lingtuo would know the existence of the seeds, and Elder Zhao would be in danger.

Of course, with the attitude that Elder Zhao showed today that "I focus on a non-stick pan, saving seeds is a promise to students", there is a high probability that he will give up the seeds.

This way, he would not be able to unlock the secret of the seed.

"Hey, doesn't Lingtuo just want to force me to explore this matter? He may have observed something in the river of destiny, but it was unclear, so he asked Master Chunyang to come forward while I was feeling guilty and cautious. Scare, with the IQs of the boss and I, we can definitely tell that the old lunatic Chunyang is trying to scare me, then I will have even more reason to see Elder Zhao."

"With my personality that is willing to share, I will definitely tell my uncle or Fu Qingyang about this matter. In this way, Lingtuo can clearly observe the details of certain things in the future in the long river of fate, so as to plan in advance and let the future happen. Go as he pleases."

"Hey, when I'm fighting with Lingtuo, I always feel like I'm fighting against the air. No matter how big of a deal, I have to draw inferences from one instance and think about both pros and cons. It's better to be a Fire Master. Fire Masters don't have to worry."

After analyzing this, he has already made a decision.

He would not tell his uncle and Fu Qingyang about the seeds for the time being. He would first find a way to cultivate the seeds before doing anything else.

As for how to find a way to cultivate seeds, Zhang Yuanqing already had a direction in mind, and that was to ask Lingjun.

Since Lingjun's biological mother left the seed, it meant that she hoped that the seed would be useful in the future and that the secret she discovered would be revealed one day.

In this case, there must be nurturing methods left behind. As his biological son, Lingjun is undoubtedly the first choice person to entrust him with important tasks. However, Feng Ling may not confess the stakes.

Find a time to communicate with Lingjun!

Zhang Yuanqing quit the night outing, expelled the seeds from his mind, took a look at the little funny boy holding the controller and playing the game immersedly, and flicked him away with one finger.

The little funny boy rolled several times in the air and flew out of the bedroom.

The next second, he crawled back crying and rolled around in front of Zhang Yuanqing and Jiang Yuyi.

Zhang Yuanqing touched the little funny boy's head and educated him: "You are still young and cannot play games. When you grow up and are as tall as your father, you can play games for me."

When Xiao Doubi heard this, she cried even louder.

Zhang Yuanqing said helplessly: "The child has grown up, and it is no longer easy to fool him."

"Let him play, let him play." Jiang Yuyi frowned and said, "It's very noisy."

As a "mother" in the profession, she can sense the intense mood swings of her children.

Zhang Yuanqing chose to compromise, stuffed the controller into Xiao Doubi's arms, went to the desk, turned on the phone, logged into the chat software, and @Xiao Yuan, Xiahou Aotian and Mo Yan in the "Return of the Dead" group chat.

[Yuanshi Tianzun: Everyone, if you are all ready, prepare to enter the dungeon in three days. Tomorrow at the earliest and the day after tomorrow at the latest, I will send you the dungeon materials of A-level and above that are undeveloped by the White Tiger Soldiers. 】

The so-called dungeon information is not a guide, but an introduction to the dungeon.

After successfully hunting down the elders of the southern sect, the Demon Eye King first proposed to join the gang dungeon. He was beaten by Extinction in the Yunmeng Divine Realm. He was unwilling to accept it and wanted to improve himself quickly.

Xiao Yuan, her aunt and Fu Qingyang are all eager to improve themselves.

Only Xiahou Aotian didn't want to go back. He recently returned to Xiahou's house. Yesterday, he said in the group that he sat in front of his ancestor's house for a day carrying a loudspeaker, but his ancestor couldn't do anything to him.

In a few days, he also wants to imitate Yuanshi Tianzun and hold a dinner party at Xiahou's house, inviting friends from the Lingjing family to have dinner, making the old people jealous and the little ones feeling inferior.

But Zhang Yuanqing told him, let’s go into the dungeon and level up again when we come out. If you don’t go, you will become Zhong Yong.

Xiahou Aotian didn't think that he could level up just by entering a dungeon, not even an S-level dungeon. However, when he thought about it, Yuanshi Tianzun's leveling speed was so terrifying. If he slacked off at this time, the gap would get wider and wider in the future.

As a protagonist, when can you not make a name for yourself?

Moreover, Yuan Shi and others formed a team to play the dungeon. Without him as a weapon refiner, the tiger would lose its minions and would most likely die in the dungeon.

[Xiahou Aotian: Wait, I haven’t completed the materials yet. The company has recently run out of funds. I have to borrow money from my family. 】

Hearing what he said, the image of Xia Hou Aotian crying while stepping on the sewing machine appeared in everyone's mind.

[Sun Miaomiao: I really want to download a dungeon with you, but it’s a pity that the Saint cannot enter the master-level dungeon. 】

People such as Tianxiaguihuo, Hongjige and others expressed their regrets. Although the risks are high, they are directly proportional to the benefits. They have more access to high-level intelligence than ordinary saints and know the evil and lawful camps. The conflict has heated up.

Even after the moral value disappeared, both sides seemed to have stopped and returned to their previous calm.

However, the lawful camp, which has been severely plotted twice, really thinks that the matter is over? Middle and low-level spiritual practitioners may think so, but demigods definitely don't.

On the contrary, the crisis was resolved by luck twice in a row, and the car almost overturned twice in a row. The warning signs in the hearts of the lawful demigods have already sounded loudly.

Similarly, the evil camp has been forbearing for hundreds of years and has hidden so many tricks. Two of the most powerful moves have been neutralized by the lawful camp. If they stop and their centuries of forbearance are destroyed, they will definitely pursue the victory and not give the lawful camp a break. Opportunity.

Today's calm is just the calm before the storm.

Tian Xia Gui Huo and others only hope that they can protect themselves before the storm that sweeps the world comes, and if they still have the energy left, they can also protect the innocent people around them.

Now it is extremely uncomfortable to watch Yuanshi Tianzun form a team to enter the dungeon.

[Zhao Chenghuang: The gang dungeon of Return of the Dead has been cleared. It is almost impossible to upgrade the gang in the short term. You can consider joining the five major organizations and entering the gang dungeons of the five major organizations. 】

[The world returns to fire: First of all, joining too many gangs is not a good thing. The more gangs there are, the greater the probability of backlash. Secondly, the five major organizations do not add as many as they want, and retreat as they please. I don’t want to be restricted too much. 】

[Yuanshi Tianzun: Then join the White Tiger Soldiers. The marshal is my cousin. You can join if you want, and retreat if you want. 】

[Guan Ya: Actually, we may not be able to enter the dungeon together. 】

[Sun Miaomiao:? ? ? 】

[Brother Red Rooster:? ? ? 】

[The world returns to fire: How do you say it? 】

[Guan Ya: If it is a spiritual realm dungeon, a saint will never be able to enter the master's dungeon, but the gang dungeon is different. Well, to be precise, the gang dungeon of the White Tiger Soldiers is different. 】

[Guan Ya: Everyone knows that scout is a military position, and White Tiger Soldiers corresponds to the military system, so the leader of the alliance is called marshal, and the leader can be positioned as a general. Since there are marshals and generals, there must be soldiers. In the gang dungeon of White Tiger Soldiers, marshals and generals can bring their own soldiers into the dungeon. 】

Everyone suddenly realized.

[Guan Ya: However, not all dungeons can bring 'soldiers' in, only some special dungeons. I don't know which ones they are. I can ask Fu Qingyang later. 】

[Yuanshi Tianzun: Is it risky? 】

[Guan Ya: It’s hard to say. Theoretically speaking, soldiers have their own tasks, and generals have their own tasks. But it also depends on the specific situation. For example, the task of some dungeons is to defeat the enemy, so the tasks of soldiers and generals are actually the same. Yes, if the general is defeated, the soldiers will definitely die, so it depends on the specific mission. 】

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while and decided to let Fu Qingyang choose the copy or Guan Ya to consult his opinion, and he would not get involved. He had one more important thing to do.

After exiting the chat group, he clicked on Lingjun's profile picture:

[Teacher, are you free tomorrow? 】

[Lingjun: Oh, Mr. Yuanshi, you are the most handsome boy in the second district. The teacher calls you this, and the younger generation cannot bear it. 】

[Yuanshi Tianzun: Didn’t I just steal your limelight during the dinner party? You have a short belly. 】

[Lingjun: Do you know how difficult it is for me to come out? Victoria only allowed me to go out for a party once a month. 】

[Yuanshi Tianzun: Okay, stop talking nonsense. If I have anything to do with you, give me an address. I will come over at this time tomorrow. 】

The clone can only be condensed once a day.

After getting Lingjun's address, Zhang Yuanqing left the desk, grabbed the little funny boy and put it on his aunt's head, picked up the controller and continued playing the game.

The next day.

At the door of a villa on the Fourth Ring Road of Beijing, a clone of Zhang Yuanqing, who randomly disguised himself as a passerby, rang the doorbell.

As the harsh ringtone echoed, Lingjun, wearing loose trousers and a baggy T-shirt, lazily came out of the main building with his hands in his pockets and waved to him.

Zhang Yuanqing was indifferent and continued to ring the doorbell.

Lingjun rushed over with a puzzled face, opened the wrought iron door, and said angrily: "Can't you just escape in?"

Zhang Yuanqing also said angrily: "Don't you see that I'm pretending to be an ordinary visitor?"

"Oh, you are quite cautious. Bah, you are so cautious to come to me. You must be up to no good. If you want to eat, drink, whore or gamble, you come to me. If you have serious business, go to Fu Qingyang. I am just a humble saint." Lingjun was full of vigilance:

"What do you want from me?"

"It's your mother's business."

"Why are you swearing?"

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at him: "It's really your mother's business."

Lingjun was stunned for a moment before finally reacting. In an instant, he changed from a lazy stallion to a fierce lion.