Victoria, the spirit servant of the Lord of the Moon, suddenly had a strange expression. Lingjun, who could not hear the whispers of the evil spirit, saw that Nian Chang's lover had a strange expression and asked hurriedly: "What did it say?"
Victoria glanced at him. "It calls itself the spiritual servant of the Lord of the Moon."
"Even after Lingtuo, that bastard, died, he still won't let me go?" Lingdiao's face changed drastically, and he instinctively wanted to call someone to invite the elders of Taiyi Sect to fight against the foreign enemies together.
He waved behind him, wanting the cat on the sofa to bring him the phone.
But Victoria stopped him and chuckled, "In the eyes of your Seventeenth Brother, you are not as important as a fingernail of Yuanshi Tianzun. The threat level is the same as the cat in the house."
The implication is that the vengeful spirit is not here to kill people.
Ling Jun breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously probed: "What is it doing here? Brother Seventeen is insidious and cunning, and his methods are unpredictable. We can't take it lightly."
Victoria looked at the spirit servant under the street lamp, communicating with the spirit using the spiritual fluctuations unique to vengeful spirits, and asked: "What is your purpose?"
The spirit servant under the street lamp said in a hoarse and eerie voice, "Before the master entered the spirit realm, he told me that if he encountered any misfortune in the spirit realm, he would let me take Master Lingjun to a certain place."
Victoria said: "Somewhere is that place."
The spirit servant's body was like a dark shadow, swaying under the streetlight, and his voice was cold and eerie: "You are not qualified to know. If Master Ling Diao doesn't want to go with me, I won't force him."
Victoria's pretty face became serious. She looked at Lingjun and repeated the words of the spirit servant.
Then he said: "You can call the elders of Taiyi Sect and inform them. I will be responsible for delaying the time."
The spiritual servant of the Lord of the Moon must be of higher status than her, but the power of the Sun can suppress the resentful spirits, so he is not afraid of fighting against opponents of higher levels.
Ling Diao fell silent, thought for more than ten seconds, and said: "I need a tool that can communicate with the vengeful spirits."
Victoria, wearing a nightgown, half leaned on the guardrail and grabbed a box of rouge from the inventory: "Put it on your lips."
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"Are there no other props?" Lingjun muttered to himself, opened the lid, picked up the rouge with his fingertips and applied it to make his lips bright.
Then, he looked at the spirit servant who had a reserved aura but an absolutely terrifyingly high status, and asked, "I don't like to keep people in suspense, and I won't think of blood ties with your master. If you can't give me a reason to convince me, please go back."
"Of course, you can also try to take me away by force." The spirit servant under the street lamp still spoke in a gloomy tone: "Think about whether you are worthy of the master to send me to contact you at this time."
Jun was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds of deep thought, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became strange, and he immediately said: "I'll go with you!"
Victoria frowned and said, "Do you need me to give you a talisman to break the evil spirit?"
"Is the Evil-Breaking Talisman useful against a spirit servant of this level?"
"It's a bit of psychological comfort."
Ling Jun said unhappily: "I won't be in danger. I have nothing to lose."
After saying this, he jumped off the balcony, walked to the street, and nodded to the spirit servant.
The next second, the spirit servant turned into a whirlwind of dark energy, swept him up and fled into the night sky.
Victoria looked at the direction where the cold wind went away, and remained silent for a long time.
August 21, 2022
Zhang Yuanqing thought about it and realized that at this point in time, he should have just reached level four and was working hard to be promoted to level five. He had just graduated from Qinfeng College, had just dealt with his charming and beautiful mother-in-law, and the Qing army had just entered the pass.
At this time, he learned from the magic mirror of fate in Qinfeng Academy that he would not live for more than three months, and he was in a state of worry.
After traveling through time three times, Zhang Yuanqing summed up his experience. In order to maximize his own interests, he must become a time assassin in order to quietly thwart the enemy's conspiracy without changing the future and without being discovered by the Lord of the Stars and the Moon.
Of course, in theory, he now has the ability to change the future dramatically, such as summoning lawful demigods to kill the Lord of Stars.
But I don’t know what price this kind of change of heart will cost the electronic watch.
The most terrifying thing is that there is no mention of the cost of time travel in the notes.
Considering that even Lord Haotian didn't do it, Zhang Yuanqing just thought about it.
He collected his thoughts and after understanding the principles of time travel, it became clear what he should do now.
In the future, Lingtuo's conspiracy is to kill Master Wuhen and take back the Taiyin Origin Fragment from him. These two things do not need to be changed.
After that, it was the trip to New Testament County of the Free Federation. The evil camp's conspiracy was to persecute the Wind and Thunder Gods, cover up the Merit List, and surround and kill the Sea Emperor.
The latter two had been resolved. As for the former, not to mention that he had no trust in the Wind and Thunder Gods at this time, a rash contact would do more harm than good. Based on his understanding of the First Cry Executive, even if he knew she was a resistance, she would probably find it difficult to resist the influence of fusion and promotion.
Moreover, the disasters caused by the Wind and Thunder Gods had already been resolved in the battle between the demigods, so there was no need for him to add unnecessary details.
As the thought flashed through his mind, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly remembered something: that was the incident in which he, Fu Qingyang and others were ambushed in the copy of the Dionysus Tribe.
That was a dead end. If the old man hadn't wanted to kill the gods, several young talents with the highest talent and the highest consideration in the lawful camp would have been killed.
Zhang Yuanqing later asked Lao Bangzi why he suddenly came to the first district's copy, but Lao Bangzi did not answer.
"I understand now," his whole body was burning with golden light, he took a step out of reality and came to the spiritual world.
The Sandashan Goddess wanders around in the spiritual world and cannot be easily found, but her "sunshine and illumination" characteristics allow her to see through all conspiracy and darkness. Wherever there is light, there is sunlight.
Soon, he found the three mountain ladies swimming in a copy of a vast and undulating island.
At this time, the old man had just lowered his head to the top of a mountain that was towering above the clouds. This mountain looked familiar to Zhang Yuanqing. Wasn't it the holy mountain with the bronze sacred tree in red on it in Takama-ga-hara?
Why did she come to Takamagahara? It should not be to survive, but to find the trace of the Golden Crow!
At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing felt the spiritual energy in his body rapidly dissipating. His originally solid body became illusory, like a projection from the sky.
The time power of the electronic watch is almost exhausted.
He didn't waste any more time. He changed his appearance immediately, and golden light ignited on his body. He landed behind her silently and said, "The Fusang sacred tree is not in the dungeon. It was left on the island. Gao Tianyuan left it there because there was a demon-refining pot in the sacred tree. When the spirit realm was first created, it couldn't accommodate this divine artifact of the musician profession. Later, it was deliberately left in Gao Tianyuan by a certain existence."
The Lady of Sandaoshan, who had not noticed his presence, was startled and turned around abruptly.
"Who are you?" She subconsciously put her fingers together like a sword, and the sun power in her body showed signs of boiling.
Staring at him, the beautiful face of Sandaoshan Niangniang changed slightly: "You are the person in my dream."
Recognized me?
Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts turned, and he smiled and said, "My Lady, I was the one who woke you up. Have you ever thought about why most of the ancient practitioners who were taken into the Spirit Realm became dungeon bosses, but you are an exception?"
"I came to see you this time to ask for a favor."
The Sandashan Goddess narrowed her eyes and said, "It was you who helped me get rid of the control of the spirit realm. Why do you have to hide your head and show your tail? Come and see me in your true form."
"There's something wrong with my real body. I can't see it." Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a few seconds, dispelled the mist on his face, lifted the transformation technique, and revealed the true appearance of Yuanshi Tianzun.
The Sanda Mountain Lady was horrified and could hardly control her tone as she trembled, "It's you?!"
Zhang Yuanqing nodded and bowed, "Disciple Yuanshi Tianzun, I greet you, Master!"
The Sandashan Goddess had not yet recovered from the shock she had just experienced, and was stunned again.
Zhang Yuanqing said: "Disciple, time is limited. To be brief, I have projected myself here from the future through special means. You don't need to ask me about it, just remember it. In the future, magic is rampant and the righteousness is declining. The entire real world is on the verge of destruction, and the spiritual world is about to be controlled by the evil god. A god helped me go back to the past and come here."
"I want to ask you a favor. In the second zone, the Dionysus Club instance number is 068. A great battle will take place there. Several pillars of society, including me, will face life and death dangers. Only you can save us."
With Lao Bangzi's status and wisdom, he would never pretend to be noble and keep his word. However, this matter concerned his heart and life, so Zhang Yuanqing chose to confess.
Lady Sandaoshan frowned and said, "You can project a shadow into the future, which means you survived that crisis."
Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly explained, "In the beginning, it was Master who saved me. I once asked you why Nian Zhong was now in the first district's copy, but you didn't answer. Then I realized that the person you asked to save was my future self."
He kept calling her "Master", which made the Lady of Sandao Mountain feel uncomfortable. She said with a strange expression, "In the future, I will accept you as my master?"
Zhang Yuanqing bowed his head. "The reason why I can become the pillar of the Western Dao is all thanks to your teachings, Master. Although I am isolated from the world, your legend is everywhere in the outside world, all because Yuanshi Tianzun is your disciple."
Lady Sandashan said coldly: "How can I trust you?"
Zhang Yuanqing said: "You once taught your disciples that when I first entered the sect, my senior teachers taught me in many ways that to cultivate strength, one must first cultivate the mind, and to cultivate the method, one must first cultivate the nature."
"The most important thing for joining the Pure Yang Sect is to have an upright character, to be willing to die rather than surrender, and to have the integrity to not associate with villains and treacherous people."
"You also said that all things carry Yin and embrace Yang, and the Golden Crow warms and nourishes all things in the world. If you are close, you will feel hot, but if you are far away, you will feel cold. Those who practice the Pure Yang Body Cleansing Record must be majestic, fair, strong and domineering."
Daoshan Niangniang raised her eyebrows. She had never said these words to Yin Yao before, especially the last sentence. These words said by Yuanshi Tianzun were indeed her ideas and style.
She regards it as a principle that one should cultivate one's mind before cultivating one's strength, and cultivate one's nature before refining one's skills.
I couldn't help but believe it most of the time.
"So it was you who took the initiative to wake me up?" she asked.
Zhang Yuanqing sighed and said, "Without our master, the world will be dark forever." After saying this, he saw the old man's frown relax a little, and then he said
"There is one thing you must not forget, Master. You must find a way to forget the conversation we had today. Otherwise, all your plans will be in vain."
How could the master forget? Zhang Yuanqing believed that Lao Bangzi had plenty of means to find high-level hypnosis props in Copy A to sever the seal of the soul related memories. These were not difficult at all for a peak Sun-Traveling God.
Hearing this reminder, Lao Bangzi's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
She did not ask any more questions, but instead asked: "You just said that most of the ancient practitioners who entered the Spirit Realm became dungeon bosses, but I was an exception. Why?"
"Your original state was no different from death. The reason you were dragged into the Spirit Realm was because the Mountain God Temple was chosen as the initial instance by the Spirit Realm. You were sleeping underground and entered the Spirit Realm by accident. In the eyes of the Spirit Realm, you are dead." Zhang Yuanqing said calmly: "If I hadn't woken you up, you would have continued to sleep until you died completely."
"It's all because Princess Yin Yao stole your coffin."
The meaning of his words was clear: "I am your savior.
The old man sneered and said, "Since you acknowledge me as your master, why do you still flirt with me in my dreams?
Zhang Yuanqing said shamelessly: "Master is as beautiful as a fairy, but I was careless for a moment and my filial piety went bad!"
The old man snorted coldly.
Zhang Yuanqing warned again: "Please do not tell me the real me. I am too deeply involved with the evil camp. The more I know, the easier it will be for the enemy to spy on me."
"I know, you don't need to remind me." Zhang Yuanqing immediately grabbed a miniature Golden Crow from his forehead, "By then, there will be many experts and crises. I will borrow your Golden Crow's power to suppress the enemies.
The Lady of Sandashan breathed rapidly and asked in a lost voice: "Where did you get the Golden Crow?"
Zhang Yuanqing did not explain, and said: "You will know it naturally in the future, please don't delve into it now."
He pointed and poked Sandaoshan Goddess on the smooth forehead. Strands of pure solar power emanated from the Golden Crow, drawing a golden sun mark on her forehead along his fingertips, and then disappeared into her body.
“I have already
The power of the Golden Crow is sealed in your body so that it will not leak out. Master, remember to make yourself forget about this conversation. Remember this very much."
After saying this, his body completely faded away and disappeared between heaven and earth.
Zhang Yuanqing returned to reality from the time tunnel and saw his dazed cousin and the dark night outside the window. "How long have I been away?" he asked.
Chen Yuanjun looked a little bewildered, and said in a daze: "Just disappeared? Just disappeared? I was sent back in time, and time stopped when I traveled! Zhang Yuanqing quickly lowered his head and looked at his palm, and found that the electronic watch had disappeared.
Sensing the situation in his body again, it was the surging power of the sun, it was the blazing masculine Golden Crow. He brought the Golden Crow back.
Yuan Qing was about to speak when he heard a "crack" sound from his chest. He lowered his head and found that his chest and abdomen had carbonized and cracked.
Oh no, my body is going to collapse.
It was still too difficult to carry the Golden Crow with a level 7 body, even if there was only one. Fortunately, he came back. Zhang Yuanqing didn't bother to explain to his cousin, and activated the power of the Golden Crow to enter the spiritual world.
Ling Diao was in the center of the yin energy. His whole body was cold and stiff, and he could not see. After an unknown amount of time, he finally felt grounded.
He turned his head and looked around, and found himself in an ancient city full of gloomy atmosphere, just like he had come to a movie studio.
"Where is this place?" Ling Diao, with bright lips, turned his head to look at Gui Piying, who was wearing a tattered black robe.
"Master's ghost town!" The black-robed ghost walked towards the depths of the ancient city.
Lingjun looked around and saw a ghostly figure in the shop while there were archways and banners hanging on the street. A pair of bloodshot eyes were peeking at him through the crack in the door.
Is this the ghost town that Fu Qingyang and his companions had mistakenly entered? He shuddered instinctively and strode after the black-robed spirit servant.
After walking for a while, the black-robed spirit servant led him to the end of Chang Street, where there was a city gate. On the city wall was written: Gate of Hell!
This is the exit and entrance of the ghost town.
The black-robed spirit servant turned into a cold wind, swept him to the top of the city wall, pointed ahead and said: "That's what the master left for you.
Lingjun looked in the direction indicated and saw a three-legged bronze tripod standing about ten meters away. Inside the tripod was a budding plant with thick roots and green leaves emitting a soft green light. It was a spiritual plant.
Ling Jun looked at the black-robed spirit servant in a daze.
"It is the seed of your mother that sprouted and grew into a flower. The master cultivated it." said the black-robed spirit servant.
Lingjun seemed to have some guesses, and was not too surprised, but asked: "What does he want me to do?"
His only value is the seed left by his biological mother.
The black-robed spirit servant said: "Although the master has cultivated it, he cannot make it bloom. The master said that this requires the blood of a close relative, and my mother's close relative is my blood.
Lingjun stepped forward, stopped in front of the tripod, and asked again: "What else did Lingtuo say?"
The black-robed spirit servant did not respond to Ling Jun's hesitation for a moment, then his left hand turned into an eagle gourd, and the sharp barb cut the flesh on his wrist, letting the blood flow into the cauldron and water the green plants.
As the blood seeped in, the spiritual plant instantly came to life, its green beard trembling, like a snarling carnivorous plant, greedily absorbing blood.
Even the roots broke out of the ground, wrapped around Lingjun's arms, and began to suck blood.
Then, the green plant began to wither, the green color turned into black and yellow, the roots became dry due to loss of water, and the flower buds slowly bloomed!
The petals bloomed one by one, and a little man with blurred features sat cross-legged in the bud. He was not a creature of flesh and blood, but more like the fruit of a plant, and his whole body was crystal clear.
As the Beast King, Lingjun immediately realized that this was an advanced spell of grafting and "reincarnation" in his profession.
The grafting spell can take away the target's power through specially cultivated plants.
Take that bastard Yuanshi Tianzun for example. Lingjun can implant seeds in his body, and when the seeds germinate and grow, he can take away Yuanshi Tianzun's divine power of the sun.
Of course, there is no plant that can withstand the power of the sun.
But the grafting spell is for this reason, as for reincarnation,
It has appeared in myths and legends, such as the well-known lotus root man.
Lingjun had always thought that what his biological mother left behind was the secret of the Lord of the Stars' fall, but now it seems that is not the case.
Reincarnation, who should I reincarnate? Lingjun widened his eyes.
Staring at the villain's facial features, the next second, two sword lights pierced his eyes.
"Thump, thump?" Ling Jun staggered back, blood gushing out of his eyes. At this moment, the villain stood up and turned into a sword light, rushing into the sky.
The sword light was not strong at first, as sharp as a streak, but gradually it became as strong as a meteor, still growing and expanding, and finally turned into a streak that illuminated half of the ghost town.
It immediately disappeared into the night sky and disappeared into the darkness.