Oh shit! Zhang Yuanqing was shocked and immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

Today's spiritual realm practitioners are willing to abide by the rules and regulations, and to a large extent, their moral values ​​limit their bold ideas.

Even those in the most vicious and evil professions have to consider the consequences of having their moral value drop below 60, and thus only dare to cause chaos in a small area in a reserved manner, rather than acting recklessly.

It can be said that the existence of moral values ​​is crucial for the order and stability of modern society and the existence of spiritual practitioners to be concealed from the general public.

Just imagine, if there were people with super powers causing chaos everywhere, the imperial court would not be able to conceal it even if they wanted to.

Back to the point, the lawful and evil camps are constantly fighting, but they generally live in peace because of the existence of moral values.

Otherwise, there would be too many operations for evil professions.

And now, a high-ranking night-wandering god, an ancient great man who also practices magic as an illusionist, has no moral constraints. It’s terrifying to think about it.

The ancient tomb incident has escalated again. Fu Qingyang must be notified as soon as possible and asked to convey the news to the Hangzhou branch or even the headquarters.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yuanqing asked:

"My Lady, what is the specific level of your master?"

The Lady of Sandashan opened her red lips and said, "Golden Crow!"

Master... Zhang Yuanqing sighed, there was no hope anymore.

He was invincible in the world during the Northern Song Dynasty. He was also a disciple of Jinwu. He led the entire sect to encircle and suppress him, and paid a terrible price to seal him. With such fighting power, how could he be a saint? He must be the master!

The Lady of Sandaoshan said:

"Don't worry too much. He has been sealed for a thousand years and is extremely weak. He can't cause any trouble for the time being. He should choose to lie dormant and recover in secret."

"Can he recover? Isn't there no spiritual power in the real world?" Zhang Yuanqing frowned.

The Lady of Sandaoshan looked at him and said:

"But there are people who walk in the spiritual realm, such as star officials like you, such as illusionists. The spiritual power in your body is the best nutrition. If there is enough nutrition, you can recover quickly."

Isn't this the evil art of cannibalism from the late Song Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty? The main targets of the Chunyang Sect leader are illusionists and night-wandering spirits... Zhang Yuanqing was in a heavy mood.

The Lady of Sandaoshan added another blow:

"Master hates me to the core and will definitely seek revenge. You used the Demon Subduing Pestle in front of him, which means he is targeting you. Be careful in the future."

...Zhang Yuanqing's expression froze for a moment, and he thought that the exposure of the identity of the Demon Lord's descendant didn't seem to be a big deal.

Evil organizations are targeting me, ancient demons are targeting me, and I even boast that I have enemies all over the world.

When Lady Sandaoshan saw the nice-speaking young man, her face suddenly fell and the corners of her mouth curled up:

"You are entangled in karma, and you don't need this one."

On his cold and calm face there was a rare mischievous smile.

Zhang Yuanqing sighed, "My lady, my companion who lives next door has also been to the ancient tomb. Please allow me to go and take a look."

Hearing this, the old man cast his gaze towards the wall. A dreamy starlight appeared in her clear and beautiful eyes. After a moment, she withdrew her gaze and said:

"No need, she has not been possessed."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

He also didn't think that the old Si Ji would be possessed by someone else, because the swordsman had the passive skill "Iron Will", his willpower was firm, and his mental strength was strong, while the head of Chunyang was in a weak state and it was unlikely that he would be able to possess Guan Ya.

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Also, on the way back, he and Guan Ya sat in the back row, and while the Queen and Little Green Tea weren't paying attention, Zhang Yuanqing frequently touched the old driver's butt and thighs.

If the head of Chunyang Sect took over Guan Ya's body, how could a dignified head of Sect be groped like this by a young boy... Guan Ya could tolerate it, but the head of Sect could not.

The impatience I felt just now was out of instinctive worry from a lover's perspective, and it was irrational.

At this time, the old man asked:

"Do you know the Demon Lord?"

As soon as she said this, she noticed that the young man's breathing suddenly became rapid, and then quickly calmed down.

Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice:

"The Demon Lord is a lecherous and daring person who has committed all kinds of evil, including robbery and robbery. Although I have never seen him, I have heard of his bad reputation. Yes, the man Bai Lan saw at the beginning was the Demon Lord."

Hearing Yuanshi Tianzun's evaluation of the Demon Lord, Lady Sandaoshan recalled Princess Yin Yao's reaction at that time, and her face suddenly darkened.

After hearing the second half of the sentence, Lao Bangzi raised his eyebrows and said, "It's him? What's your relationship with him?"

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head:

"I have no relationship with the Demon Lord. Moreover, the person Bai Lan saw was not the Demon Lord, but someone who disguised himself as the Demon Lord. The real Demon Lord has already died. With the endorsement of a leader-level spiritual realm practitioner, it should not be fake."

The old man nodded, and without asking any more questions, he said:

"Let your officials in this world issue a warrant for his arrest. It's best to capture him before the head of Chunyang Sect recovers. You must be careful and cautious. He won't let you go. I know his methods very well. When he recovers, he will definitely look for you. And he will definitely find you."

You're just going to let me take the blame like this? Zhang Yuanqing felt a chill in his heart after hearing what she said.

"If you find any trace of the headmaster of Chunyang Sect, notify me immediately," said the Lady of Sandaoshan in a deep voice, "I will not be able to sleep or eat well until our master is dead."

After she finished speaking, she was about to return to the spiritual realm, but Zhang Yuanqing stopped her, "Wait... Madam, although I hold an official position, I am incorruptible and love the people like my own children. I will never commit corruption, abuse of power, or levy heavy taxes."

Lady Sandaoshan frowned and said:

"Speak nicely!"

Zhang Yuanqing: "The materials to summon you are too expensive. I can't afford them, and the court doesn't always reimburse me."

The Goddess of Sandashan was stunned. It turned out to be these yellow and white things. Since she was promoted to the Golden Crow, she had been eating wind and drinking dew, traveling around the world, and had long regarded gold and silver as dirt. She had overlooked that Yuanshi Tianzun was in the world and everything was inseparable from silver.

She hesitated for a few seconds and said:

"Did you obtain the ancient cultivation books of the Pure Yang Sect in the Demon Sealed Land?"

"some!"

"In the Taiyin Spirit Refining Chapter, there is a talisman called the 'Evil-Breaking Talisman'. It is an advanced talisman that uses the power of the sun. I will teach you the technique of drawing talismans. In the future, you can use the power of the sun in the Demon-Subduing Pestle to make the Evil-Breaking Talisman, which can be exchanged for some silver." She said.

I've made a fortune... Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed and bowed down: "Thank you, my lady!"

She nodded with satisfaction and asked again:

"When will you enter the spiritual realm again?"

"Within half a month."

The old man hesitated for a few seconds and said, "I will give you a few summoning scrolls. When you return to the human world, you can use them to summon me.

Alas... Zhang Yuanqing felt reluctant, "Junior understands."

The Demon-Subduing Pestle must be returned eventually. We cannot occupy someone else's soul and not return it. If Lao Bangzi was an evil demon, he might have taken the Demon-Subduing Pestle away from him.

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But this aloof lady was unexpectedly decent and was quite nice to him.

It was reasonable for him to return it, and fortunately the old man did not break off the karma and agreed to give him the parchment.

At daybreak, Zhang Yuanqing sat at his desk and stretched.

There was a thick stack of yellow paper talismans on the table, with smooth and flowing script, and the strokes were completed in one go, with an indescribable Taoist charm. These were talismans drawn by Lao Bangzi.

The trash can was filled with crumpled yellow paper with crooked bright red strokes. These were Zhang Yuanqing's discarded manuscripts.

He practiced all night, but didn't produce any successful results.

There were a few that almost succeeded, but in the end, because of Zhang Yuanqing's shiver, the entire talisman was invalidated, which made the young genius of the Five Elements Alliance very frustrated.

But the old man said with emotion that in ancient times it took three years for practitioners to get started in drawing talismans, but the spiritual realm has directly bestowed on you the talent of spiritual seals. In a few days at the shortest and half a month at the longest, you can master an advanced type of talisman.

"For ancient practitioners, cultivation is a lifelong thing and progress is slow, so they have a lot of time to study their own abilities and develop various spells. But for spiritual realm practitioners, they have to do a dungeon once a month and a single-player dungeon with a life-and-death crisis every three months. Just surviving is already a great effort, so how can they have time to study spells?"

Therefore, contemporary spiritual practitioners who are talented can become big bosses in just a few years.

In ancient times, practitioners who practiced hard for half their lives could only become saints, and this was when the spiritual power of heaven and earth was not diluted.

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However, the mortality rate of practitioners in ancient times was not high, while the mortality rate of practitioners in the spiritual realm was very high. After a few years, the middle and low-level "geniuses" might be replaced by a new batch.

There is always a trade-off.

Putting the yellow paper talisman back into the drawer, Zhang Yuanqing pinched his brows and felt a headache for Master Chunyang again.

"Night Wanderer is a top profession. The head of Chunyang Sect knows many fancy spells and has also mastered the skills of an illusionist. An illusionist is also a top profession. In addition, he is possessed by a demon in his heart and is crazy and insane. He has no bottom line in what he does..."

Zhang Yuanqing thought, who can bear this?

"Anyway, I can't bear it. I'll report it to Fu Qingyang. If the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up. Let the elders worry about it. Yes, but I am also in danger. It is equivalent to taking part of the cause and effect for Lao Bangzi. The good thing is that her entanglement with me has deepened.

The deeper the entanglement of cause and effect, the more difficult it is to sever the relationship. For example, if it weren't for the incident with Master Chunyang, the cause and effect between him and Lao Bangzi would most likely have been resolved after the return of the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

But now that the incident with Master Chunyang has happened, don't even think about severing your connection with it in the short term.

He stood up from the table, turned into a dreamy starlight, and disappeared into the bedroom.

Aphasia Village.

In the main tomb chamber of an ancient tomb in the mountains, a ray of golden light penetrated the surface and shone into the dim underground palace.

"Princess, that old witch is here again"

The Yin jade doll placed in the niche screamed crisply and fell to the ground with a thud.

The ghost mirror and silver box of rouge in the alcove next to it trembled.

Princess Yinyao floated out of the jade coffin and stood by, looking at the Sandashan Lady who was slowly descending in the golden light, and said respectfully:

"Master! You have gone to the human world?

"Then, is the man who summoned you Yuanshi Tianzun?"

The Lady of Sandashan slowly landed on the ground, the golden light dissipated, and she nodded and said:

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"Exactly!"

Before Princess Yin Yao could "speak", the old man asked coldly: "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes here?"

Princess Yin Yao's pale face was stunned for a moment, "Master, what do you mean by that?"

The old man said:

"Within half a month, I will find a way to get you out of the spiritual realm and serve Yuanshi Tianzun. I owe him a favor. He will be in danger soon. You must protect him. I will not bother with you about the jade coffin."

Princess Yin Yao stood there in a daze.

Fujia Bay.

It was dawn, half past five, and there was still half an hour before the bunny girls were to start work. Zhang Yuanqing went straight to the door of the master bedroom on the third floor, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

Fu Qingyang has a bad habit. The young master is too ill and the rules are very strict. The bunny girls dare not disturb him during rest time for fear of being scolded.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to make things difficult for them.

The bunny girls living in the guest rooms on the same floor opened the door sleepily, poked their heads out, and when they saw Yuanshi Tianzun, they shrank back silently.

Ten seconds later, the door of the master bedroom opened automatically, and a puppet in armor stood at the door with a "cold and heartless" voice, saying:

"Why don't you call?"

He's right next door. Why is he calling? It would be faster if he could just come over here... Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Boss, I have seen the queen and I have something important to report."

"Go to the study and wait!" Fu Qingyang's cold voice came from the armored puppet.

Zhang Yuanqing whispered, "I think it's best to talk about it now."

The tone of "I really want to beat you to death" changed to "I plan to listen first, and then consider whether to beat you to death", saying:

"Come in! Wait in the outer hall."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately entered the bedroom and looked around. Behind the door was a spacious outer hall with a high-end reception sofa and coffee table in the middle. There were cigar cabinets, wine cabinets, refrigerators, and bonsai trees against the wall. On the other side was an antique shelf with antiques and porcelain on it. Opposite the bedroom door was a convex window with a large desk in front of it.

The outer hall can also be regarded as a study, but Fu Qingyang seldom receives his subordinates here. It should be used to receive relatives and friends.

Zhang Yuanqing sat down on the sofa. Ten minutes later, Fu Qingyang, who had finished washing and combed his hair meticulously, and was wearing a white formal suit, opened the door to the inner hall.

He still has a lot of idol baggage... Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart.

"What's the matter!" Fu Qingyang's face was grim.

Perhaps because he had been woken up by his phone calls too many times in the middle of the night, Fu Qingyang was not happy, but he felt that this was normal...

Zhang Yuanqing didn't keep anyone in suspense and went straight to the point:

"My queen told me that the head of Chunyang Sect is not dead yet..."

Just after he finished half of the sentence, he saw Fu Qingyang's face froze, and then his pupils contracted. Although he recovered quickly, his face became extremely solemn.

Fu Qingyang quickly entered the working state, and the unhappiness in his heart dissipated. He walked quickly to the sofa and sat down, staring at his trusted subordinate with burning eyes:

"Repeat her words in detail."

Zhang Yuanqing told Fu Qingyang exactly what the old man had said.

A dominating Sun-wandering God who also practices the skills of an illusionist, has gone mad and turned into a demon, and specializes in preying on those who walk in the spiritual realm, unconstrained by moral values... Even someone as confident as Fu Qingyang was in a trance for a few seconds, and then he could no longer sit still.

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"The nature of this matter is enough to convene a meeting of ten elders." Fu Qingyang frowned, "The incident of the Dionysus Club has not been resolved yet, and a Chunyang Sect Leader has appeared. This year is really an eventful year."

He stood up quickly: "I'm going to the study, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, he left the study quickly.

Okay, the hot potato has been thrown away... Zhang Yuanqing transferred the pressure to Fu Qingyang, and his body and mind felt relaxed at once.

9:30 in the morning, Jiangchen Apartment.

Zhang Yuanqing, wearing a baseball cap and a mask, entered the building, took the elevator, and stopped in front of the security door of Room 608.

“Boom boom!”

He knocked on the door.

Soon, footsteps were heard behind the door, and a hot blonde girl opened the door and asked in a foreign language: "Are you Mr. Yuanshi?"

Zhang Yuanqing also responded in a foreign language: "Yes, I went to see Mr. Bill and made an appointment with him." "He told me," the blonde girl moved sideways to make way.

Zhang Yuanqing entered the house and passed the entrance hall. He saw Mr. Bill, a man with a mature masculine charm, sitting on the sofa in the spacious and luxurious living room with a computer on his knees. It was unclear whether he was working or surfing the Internet.

"Please sit down! Coffee or tea...Oh, or your favorite Coke." Mr. Bill told the blonde to get coffee and pointed to the single sofa opposite.

"Where's Annie?" Zhang Yuanqing looked around after sitting down.

This is a large flat with an area of ​​nearly 200 square meters, and the decoration style is typical Western.

"You may have misunderstood the relationship between me and Anne." Mr. Bill smiled and shook his head:

"She is my assistant, nothing more. Although I admit that Anne has a fatal attraction to men, my reason tells me that freedom is more important."

After a brief explanation, he didn't beat around the bush and asked, "What do you want to buy this time?"

Zhang Yuanqing liked the gringo's straightforward approach: "I want to buy sled shoes."

He had two purposes for this visit: one was to buy shovel shoes, and the other was to buy materials for making talisman paper.

Of course, it is not the talisman to break the evil spirit, but the peach blossom talisman, the talisman to avoid disaster, the thunder talisman and other materials.

He planned to sell some of the evil-breaking talismans and the bronze tripod.

The life-saving ability of the sliding shoes is too strong. If you are ambushed by the head of Chunyang Sect in the future, you will have one more means of life-saving and one more hope.

"Are you ready for 100 million?" Mr. Bill pondered for a few seconds:

"To be honest, even if you are willing to pay 100 million, I don't want to sell it. Money is of course important, but when money accumulates to a certain level, its value is actually not high.

"We also have to consider the problem of inflation, but props don't need to be considered. Props will never inflate. Mr. Yuanshi, if you can come up with a prop that satisfies me, I will consider it."