Chapter 42 The Empress of Sandao Mountain

The next day, Zhang Yuanqing received a text message from Guan Ya:

"Wang Qian's identity has been verified and there is no problem. Since it was an accident, it is not illegal to refine a spirit servant."

"OK."

"Go to the hospital and ask Wang Qian to fill out a 'Spiritual Realm Walker File' and a letter of guarantee, and file them when you come back. After all, this is your case."

"OK."

"You're so good. I'll give you another suggestion. You've been joining an official organization for a while. It's time to expand your own connections and channels. The Killing Stop Palace is a relatively influential non-governmental organization in Songhai. You can try to recruit Wang Qian. As an informant, I might be able to get in touch with the Killing Suppression Palace in the future."

"What a good idea. This way, my future daughter-in-law won't have dystocia."

"Haha, you're so funny... Well, by the way, the time for you to enter the spiritual realm for the second time is coming soon."

"I hope it won't be S-class anymore."

"It shouldn't happen, but from a probability perspective, it's not impossible. Both Shi Chang and I are looking forward to your performance in the second spiritual realm."

"Why?"

"The single-player spiritual realm tests your talent, while the multi-player spiritual realm exercises your ability. The dungeon may not be as dangerous as the single-player spiritual realm, but you will meet other spiritual realm practitioners there, which will increase many uncertain factors. At this time, a person's comprehensive What quality you have is immediately reflected.”

In the midst of casual chats, Zhang Yuancheng finished washing and sat down at the dining table.

"Which little goblin are you chatting with?" My aunt chirped angrily and came over.

"None of your business." Zhang Yuanqing pressed her forehead and pushed her away.

Jiang Yuyi angrily initiated a PK, and Zhang Yuanqing challenged the challenge without timidity. Then the two of them were suppressed by the grumpy grandmother.

After breakfast, Zhang Yuanqing put on a cap and mask and went out, taking a taxi to Pingtai Hospital.

In the outpatient office, Zhang Yuanqing looked at the depressed young doctor and said with a smile:

"You look like you're not in a good mood."

After a moment of silence, Wang Qian said with sad eyes:

"He dissipated, I can't sense him..."

poor guy! Zhang Yuanqing consoled him: "He had already died in infancy, and it was only a matter of time before we parted."

Wang Qian was in a low mood and said:

"He is my sister's first child and my first nephew. In order to take better care of my sister, my mother quit her job and bought a stroller, pacifiers, and clothes a long time ago. .... Our whole family is waiting for his birth, and the whole family is preparing to welcome the next generation."

"After the miscarriage, my sister was deeply shocked and cried all day long. My mother also secretly hid and wiped her tears. She blamed herself and thought she had not taken good care of her daughter.

"In the past half month, I have been afraid of sensing him in the hospital. This will remind me of my own incompetence and the pain of my family. But I can't help but want to be close to him and want to accompany him. He is still so young. He It must be lonely..."

Zhang Yuanqing did not comfort him anymore and listened to the other party silently.

If you behave well in the future, I will let you meet him, provided you agree to be my informant.

When Wang Qian's mood recovered, he said:

"I have two things to do with you today. First, fill out a form and a guarantee. From now on, you will be a recorded spiritual practitioner. The official will not interfere too much with you, as long as you do not violate discipline or use your abilities to do evil. .

"Two, are you interested in being my informant?"

"The first thing is fine, but as for the second thing..." Wan Qian looked at him: "I am not everyone's informant, and I need to report to my superiors and get permission."

The relationship between the Killing Suppression Palace and the official organization was pretty good. He didn't object to being an official informant. If it was the woman who acted fiercely and cruelly yesterday, he would be convinced.

The man in front of him looked younger than himself, and Wang Qian was not convinced by him.

"That's no problem." Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

"What is your spiritual ID? I need to know who you are." Wang Tai asked.

Every time I reported my ID, I was afraid of being beaten... Zhang Yuanqing's face was solemn and solemn, and he said word by word:

"Yuanshi Tianzun!"

.......

"Yuanshi Tianzun? The name is impressive, but I've never heard of it..."

Wang Tai shook his head, edited the text message casually, and reported the matter to his superior.

The relationship between the Anti-Killing Palace and the official government is not bad, but after all, there are differences between the government and the people, and the organization does not want to see internal members getting too close to the official government.

Therefore, it is impossible for superiors to agree.

Besides, even if you want to have contact with official members, they must be at the captain or deacon level. The young man is obviously a grassroots person. If he is a well-known spiritual realm practitioner, he will definitely hear about it.

However, Wang Qian had no impression of the name "Yuanshi Tianzun", and he felt that it was of little significance to connect with such an official practitioner.

Next, he concentrated on his work. After receiving a few patients, his cell phone rang, and the caller ID read: The Great Sage of Love.

Wang Qian answered the phone, and a deep male voice came from the speaker:

"Holy Hand, are you saying that the person connecting you is called Yuanshi Tianzun?"

Wang Qian’s ID is “Miracle Doctor”

"Yes, team leader." Wang Qian said, "I didn't agree to him, I declined implicitly."

At the same time, he felt a little strange. A text message would suffice for this kind of thing. Why did the team leader need to call?

"There will be no peace in Songhai recently. We need to pay more attention to official developments and promise him." The Great Sage Qingmao said.

"Okay... I will reply to him." Wang Qian promised in a deep voice.

"You should also pay attention to him by the way. I mean Yuanshi Tianzun."

"Ah? Why..." Wang Qian was stunned. He was just the most ordinary official traveler.

"I learned from a secret channel that a newcomer passed the She Ling Tunnel a while ago and broke the record. A few days ago, he killed a level 3 bewitching demon."

"Could it be..."

"His ID is Yuanshi Tianzun."

Yuanshi Tianzun... The young man's expression when he reported his ID flashed through Wang Qian's mind.

In awe!

.........

The full moon hangs high, and the abandoned ancient temple stands quietly in the moonlight.

The beauty wearing an ancient skirt stands proudly on the roof of the main hall, staring at the full moon in the sky.

This beauty has a delicate melon-seed face, eyes like autumn water, eyebrows like distant daisy, sexy and plump lips, and an indescribable brightness in her coolness.

"This is not the Ming Dynasty. Who pulled me into this mustard place after I fell asleep?"

She frowned her delicate eyebrows and murmured to herself.

After pondering for a moment, she focused her eyes and looked at the full moon.

Two dazzling golden lights shot out from the beautiful eyes and hit the lunar sky in the sky.

"Buzz..."

The entire space shook violently, and the golden light hit the invisible barrier, sputtering out a dazzling golden light, reflecting the world in this area into a magnificent gilded color.

The two beams of golden light lasted for half a quarter of an hour and then slowly extinguished.

Scarlet blood flowed from Empress Sandaoshan's eyes and slid down her fair cheeks.

"If you don't find the other half of Yang Soul, you can't break through this place..."

She raised her bare hand, gently wiped away the blood on her cheek, and snorted coldly: "Since I can't return, I'll make a big fuss here."

Sandaoshan Empress quickly formed seals with her hands, pinched her sword fingers, and suddenly pointed her finger toward the sky.

laugh!

A terrifying sword energy sprang from his fingers, rushed into the sky, and melted the sky into a hole that collapsed inwards.

The Empress of Sandao Mountain turned into golden light and escaped into the crack in the sky.

........

Beijing, Siheyuan.

Under the locust tree, Elder Sun was lying comfortably in a rocking chair, while Peking opera played from the radio on the coffee table.

Suddenly, a golden scorching sun appeared between his eyebrows. The scorching sun trembled violently, emitting a scorching breath, and a majestic pressure was transmitted from the mark of the scorching sun.

This... Elder Sun suddenly stood up with a solemn expression.

At this time, a vague and majestic voice echoed in Elder Sun's heart:

"There has been a change in the state of the night wandering spirit. Please inform the disciples everywhere that there may be abnormalities in the recent missions. Once discovered, report it immediately."

"Yes, Master."

........

Muqiu is a Level 2 Night-Wandering God of the Taiyi Sect. As a profession with the highest combat power, his combat effectiveness is completely comparable to Level 3 of other professions, regardless of props.

Therefore, he is a captain-level figure in the Liusha District of Hangzhou.

"Captain, there is an email from the Hangcheng branch of the Five Elements Alliance. Please check it." The assistant brought over the laptop.

Mu Qiu glanced at the computer screen and said calmly: "Reply them and find the Night Travel God in other districts."

The content of the email was to invite him to inquire about spirits. Recently, major branches of the Five Elements Alliance have been frantically arresting and interviewing wild spirit practitioners to screen out possible degenerates.

For stubborn rebels, adopt the strategy of killing them on the spot.

Nine out of ten of these wild spirit walkers who were killed were worthy of death. Wild spirit walkers who obeyed the law and had a clear conscience did not resist contact with official organizations.

They don't join the officialdom just because they don't want to be constrained.

Only those guys with criminal records are afraid of being invited to tea.

Mu Qiu refused to ask the spirit, not because he was afraid of the sequelae of eating the spirit. He was a man of integrity, and he was seeking his position. Since he had eaten this bowl of rice, he should bear the corresponding responsibilities.

But that won't work for a few days, because his single-player spiritual realm copy will be opened very recently.

By clearing this solo spiritual realm, he will be promoted to level 3 and reach the pinnacle of the extraordinary realm.

In the past few days, he has applied for a large number of single-person spiritual realms of Level 2 and Level 3. Although the spiritual realm changes in real time, there is also a certain cycle, and Taiyi Sect can summarize strategies faster than the spiritual realm changes.

Therefore, the guide is very useful and can greatly increase the clearance rate.

At this moment, Mu Qiu heard the familiar spiritual realm prompt sound:

[Ding, the spiritual realm map is opening. You will enter the spiritual realm in three minutes. The spiritual realm you enter this time is "Night Tour God - Minghu Town", number: 0128]

[Difficulty level: S]

[Type: Single (death type)]

[Main mission: Investigate the reasons for the mysterious deaths of townspeople. 】

[Note: Non-spiritual items are not allowed to be brought in. 】

[Introduction to Spirit Realm No. 0128: I don’t know since when, residents in the town have died one after another, and no one knows the reason. Some people say it’s because fishermen pulled a coffin out of the lake; some people say it’s the cat’s head hanging on the locust tree at the entrance of the village; some people say it’s the strange snake with a woman’s face that appears in the back mountain; some people say it’s the cat head hanging from the locust tree at the entrance of the village; The widow is mysteriously pregnant. 】

[Shh, don’t say it, don’t say it, they are coming...]

Mu Qiu's face was as white as paper, and his eyes showed despair and confusion.

Minghu Town, when did it become an S-level mission?

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PS: I’m going to have my teeth filled in the afternoon, which will probably take several hours. I’m afraid I won’t have time to write it in the evening, so I’ll rush out of a chapter and update it in advance.