"You..." Lingjun just opened his mouth when he saw Yuanshi Tianzun put down his hand and said in a deep voice: "Let's talk inside. Dai Victoria is here, right?"

Lingjun took a deep breath, calmed himself down, opened the door and welcomed Yuanshi Tianzun into the house.

At this time, just after dinner time, there were two maids in the villa, one was cleaning the kitchen and the other was cleaning the living room. Victoria's figure appeared beside the railing of the second-floor living room. She was wearing a purple nightgown, with her long chestnut hair fluffy and sloping on one side. She had a perfect oval face, delicate and deep facial features, and charming light blue eyes.

She looked down at him and smiled faintly, "Long time no see!"

With such a beautiful young woman by his side, he still thinks about flirting with other women all day long. Pah, Lingjun is such a scumbag! Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly and said, "Master Wei Liya, can you help me decorate a room of Taiyin and Youming?"

The mature beauty with chestnut hair looked at him for a few times and readily agreed: "No problem, but you should learn to control these powers yourself."

Zhang Yuanqing shrugged: "I've just been promoted to the master."

Ling Dejun took another deep breath, suppressed the urge to ask, sat on the soft sofa, and watched Victoria walk down the stairs, through the secret hall, and headed towards the basement.

Since Yuanshi Tianzun asked for a secret and protected secret room, it means that what is to be discussed next cannot be made public in broad daylight. This also means that his mother's matter is extremely important.

Lingjun took out a cigarette, lit it, blew out a puff of white smoke, and told the maid: "Bring the guest a glass of iced Coke."

The maid put down the mop and walked towards the refrigerator in the kitchen. Zhang Yuanqing asked in surprise: "When did you learn to smoke?"

"It's just a prop for me, used to deal with those beautiful women who like melancholy, handsome and bad men. Of course, sometimes it can really help me relieve my mood."

Lingjun exhaled a puff of smoke from a half-smoked cigarette. He flicked off the ash and said, "Don't cause any more trouble recently. I estimate that the Dark Night Rose, the Psychic Society, the Void Sect, and the Military Bishop are all ready to deal with you. Your upgrade speed is so fast that even demigods are afraid of you. The unspoken rules are still there, and demigods may not take action, but if a peak master is dispatched, a hundred of you will definitely die."

The unspoken rule is that demigods cannot personally participate in battles and massacre extraordinary saints and overlords. Although the evil camp hides very well, if a demigod takes action, they can actually be easily found, just like the Eye of the Sky in New Testament County.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded and said, "The decisive battle between the evil camp and the lawful camp is not far away. No matter how fast I level up, I am just a genius who was born at the wrong time in the eyes of the demigods. Of course, if I follow the example of the marshal and become a peak master within half a year, the importance I attach to me will be different."

Ling Jun looked at him for a moment and suddenly sighed: "Whether it's the final battle between good and evil, or whether you imitate the marshal, it's none of my business. I'm just a saint. Although I have no future in this life, I eat, drink, have fun, sleep with women, and that's all you are."

Zhang Yuanqing took a sip of Coke and suddenly said, "You are dating Victoria because you lack maternal love."

Lingjun was shocked: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Me too."

Lingjun was greatly shocked: "No wonder we get along so well!"

Zhang Yuanqing laughed loudly but sighed secretly in his heart. Lingjun lost his mother at a young age and was bullied by his older brothers. When he grew up, he lived with his grandfather and lived under the care of others. Victoria was the only light in his childhood.

Lingjun's carefree and lazy appearance actually hides a cautious heart. No one loves him and no one relies on him, so he dares not fight for anything and can only pretend to be carefree.

Over the years, he had lost his motivation for his career and did not have Fu Qingyang's fighting spirit and pride, which was to go forward even if there were tens of thousands of people around.

If Lingjun didn't have something to regain his fighting spirit, he would probably remain depressed and live a leisurely life of eating, drinking, having fun and sleeping with women.

The above analysis all comes from the natural talent of the Nihilist. In ancient times, the Nihilist was also called the "Inner Demon". The ability to sense the target's truest psychology, dig out the target's deepest fear, and spy on the target's most sincere emotions is the talent of the "Inner Demon".

According to the Goddess of Sandashan, in ancient times, those who practiced cultivation, from the extraordinary to the master, and from the master to the human immortal, all had to go through heavenly tribulations.

The inner demons like to take advantage of the ancient monks when they are going through the heavenly tribulation. Zhang Yuanqing drank up the iced music. Victoria just returned from the basement and said, "The place can be used. When the door is opened, the formation is in an open state and is not protected by Taiyin. When the door is closed, the formation is activated."

After saying that, she stretched her waist lazily and went upstairs in her cotton slippers.

Lingjun immediately stood up and said, "I'll take you there."

Victoria's basement is much cleaner and tidier than Zhao Chang's. It has paved floors and steps, and covers an area of ​​more than 40 square meters, where some maintenance tools, clean mops, and spare household items are stored.

Rich families would simply throw away old furniture and worthless items and would never leave them piled up at home.

Here, Ling Diao took him through the basement and came to a small room on the left. This was the shelter of Taiyin. The door, walls and floor were engraved with black Lingmeng array patterns.

Zhang Yuanqing carefully examined these formations and found that they were somewhat different from the ones depicted by Master Zhao Chang, but extremely similar, with the same core but random appearance.

Are there different ways to draw the Taiyin formation diagram? Or, as long as the core part of the formation diagram is drawn correctly, the details can be freely played with? Zhang Yuanqing silently took note and would ask the old man for advice when he had the chance.

Lingjun couldn't wait to close the door, stared at him, and asked hurriedly: "What do you want to talk to me about? Why did you mention my mother?"

Zhang Yuanqing sat down cross-legged and took out a black palm-sized pocket speaker from his trouser pocket. He placed the speaker in front of him and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Lingjun shook his head.

"This is the Demon Lord's relic. Although the grade is not high, it is very special. It cannot be put into the inventory and must be carried with you at all times." Zhang Yuanqing introduced the Elvis speaker. "The Demon Lord uses it to record his inner thoughts, trying to use the good self of yesterday to awaken the fallen self of tomorrow to fight against Sui Luosheng. Because it is always with him, it is inevitable that