Chapter 910 Retreating to Advance

The next day, morning.

Zhang Yuanqing came out of Guan Ya's room and sat at the main seat in the restaurant, enjoying a combination of Chinese and Western breakfast.

Next to him are Xie Lingxi and the Queen.

For the master, eating is more about satisfying the appetite. The nutrients contained in the food are not enough to satisfy the master's needs.

"Brother Yuanshi, are you worried?" Xie Lingxi cut a piece of sausage for his brother.

Zhang Yuanqing said "hmm": "I'm thinking about how to make a woman with a strong personality make a decision that goes against her ancestors!"

Hearing this, Xie Lingxi asked cautiously and cautiously:

"Do you want that woman with a strong personality to go to bed with you?"

The Queen added: "Or have a baby?"

What kind of talk about tigers and wolves? Zhang Yuanqing chewed the sausage, "It's not about giving birth to a baby, it's because I want to ask her to do something."

Xie Lingxi silently gave up the idea of ​​informing Sister Guan Ya, tilted her head and thought for a few seconds: "It depends on your relationship with that strong-willed woman."

Zhang Yuanqing: "I am her son!"

Disciple's son.

The Queen and Xie Lingxi had questions on their faces.

"You're old enough to have a son? Then just be coquettish and cute. Women have no principles when it comes to the men and sons they like." Xie Lingxi said.

Alas, Lao Bangzi is almost immune to my "coquettishness and cuteness"! Zhang Yuanqing sighed.

He thought about it and found that there was no other way except playing the emotional card and the righteousness card.

I am too greasy in the impression of the empress. It is meaningless to play the emotional card. It is suitable to play the righteousness card... If it is the emotional card, let Yin Yao do it!

Zhang Yuanqing put down his chopsticks, snapped his fingers, and turned into bright and dreamy starlight and left.

He immediately appeared in the bedroom on the second floor, took out Little Red Riding Hood and revealed Princess Yinyao.

"Yin Yao..." Zhang Yuanqing hugged the princess's cold shoulder and said sincerely: "To be honest, how do I, the direct disciple of Sandao Mountain, treat you?"

Hearing this, Yin Yao's delicate and beautiful but expressionless face, her scarlet and enchanting eyes flickered.

She patted the Elvis speaker on her waist.

The Elvis Presley speaker kept buzzing, and there was an exaggerated laugh: "Ah ha ha ha~ everyone knows that people don't talk behind the scenes."

"Since you are so frank, I won't beat around the bush, Yin Yao. I want to plunder other people's souls to upgrade. I need Master's help in modifying the elixir recipe. Please help me to ask her." Zhang Yuanqing got straight to the point.

Princess Yinyao jumped away with a bang, using the trumpet, and said plausibly:

"You treat me unkind, mean and cold, no better than a pig or a dog. I, Yin Yao, am here to cut off my ties with you. From now on, you will walk on your single-plank bridge, and I will walk on my sunny path."

Zhang Yuanqing had expected it early and sighed:

"In that case, let me keep this Yin Jade crystal for myself to digest."

As he spoke, a dark and oily crystal appeared in the palm of his hand. The yin energy emitted caused the temperature in the room to drop, and the moisture in the air condensed into white frost on the tables and chairs.

Princess Yinyao stared straight at the spar, unable to look away.

A few seconds later, she raised the trumpet again and spoke righteously:

"I am willing to die for the direct disciple of Sandao Mountain!"

Zhang Yuanqing nodded with satisfaction: "Loyalty cannot be expressed in words, loyalty cannot be expressed in words!"

…

Mohist government city.

Golden ripples covered the blue sky, and after a while, a golden light broke through the barrier and landed at the foot of the mountain.

Feathered clothes were fluttering, and the empress of Sandao Mountain, who was as cold as a fairy, arrived. Qiushui's bright eyes swept over the two disciples, and her voice was cold and sweet, and she said:

"Why are you summoned as a teacher?"

Zhang Yuanqing had a sad look on his face and sighed: "Master, is there any chance of finding a human immortal in the spiritual realm?"

Empress Sandaoshan shook her head slightly:

"The power of the blazing sun is in a certain dungeon, but it has not been opened yet. I am contacting the old department, and we are just waiting for the dungeon to be opened to compete for the sun."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment: "Master still has his old subordinates?"

Without waiting for Lady Sandaoshan to respond, Princess Yinyao raised her white chin and slapped her in the face:

"Master is the Emperor Ji, and she also serves as the headmaster of Chunyang. Naturally, she has her old subordinates."

"Don't use the words Headmaster Chunyang, it's bad luck!" Zhang Yuanqing took a sip and then remembered that Sandaoshan Empress was a princess of the Song Dynasty and lived in the heyday of the Song Dynasty.

Zhang Yuanqing sighed:

"Master, during this period, the devil has become more and more rampant, and the war between good and evil is happening every day, in full swing. Common people have been affected tragically, and ten houses are empty. Abandoned babies and orphans are everywhere, and the roadside is piled with the remains of those who died in the war.

"In recent times, I have been working hard to hone myself, improve my realm, try to support the righteous way, and suppress the evildoers. However, my disciples are weak in cultivation and have more than enough ambition but not enough strength."

Empress Sandaoshan frowned when she heard this.

Zhang Yuanqing silently gave Yin Yao a wink.

Princess Yinyao understood the situation and raised the small trumpet high: "Master, please join the game for all the people in the world."

Zhang Yuanqing took advantage of the situation and said:

"The demigods in the outside world restrict each other and rarely take action. Master, you are the pinnacle master and a rare day traveler god in this world. There is no one like you.

"If you come out of the mountain, the courts all over the world will rejoice."

Empress Sandaoshan glanced at the two of them and said calmly:

"Speak directly!"

Zhang Yuanqing bowed his head and said, "I have recently acquired a magical skill. I want to take risks for the sake of the people in the world. Please help me, Master."

After saying that, he handed over the Sancai Dan recipe that had been recorded in advance.

Empress Sandaoshan took it and looked at it, she was furious, her face was full of anger, her eyebrows were raised: "You bastard, if you dare to practice such heretical techniques, I will clean up the door."

Her Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple was destroyed by similar evil magic.

Princess Yinyao bowed her head and said:

"Master, the Dharma does not differentiate between good and evil, only good and evil exist in the human heart. Junior brother does not want to rely on this Dharma for practice, but is forced by the situation and has no choice but to do so.

"I, Yin Yao, guarantee with my life that he will never abuse this method..."

Before he finished speaking, Lao Bangzi said coldly: "Your life is not a guarantee."

The implication is that your life is worthless!

Princess Yinyao suddenly became speechless, thinking that Jiang is still hotter when she is older. She prepared ten sets of lines, but before she could finish one set, she was cut off by her master.

"Master," Zhang Yuanqing sighed:

"Disciple just wants to do his part for the people of the world. If you want to attack the realm of human immortality, I can't force you to leave. Senior Sister Yinyao is greedy for life and afraid of death, and there is no hope. In our lineage, only disciples can do their best for the right path. Power.

"Disciples use evil magic to improve their realm. They do not rely on heresy. They are actually forced by the general trend. If they do it temporarily, they will never fall into the devil's way."

Empress Sandaoshan's beautiful and refined face was like frost, and she said coldly:

"My master thought the same way back then. Every fallen person has an unreasonable self-confidence. They always feel that they are special, and they always feel that they can resist temptation and erosion.

"In the end, without exception, they all fell. I believe that your original intention is to serve the country and the people, but I cannot just watch you fall into the abyss, especially when I opened this door for you with my own hands."

First, the master fell into the devil's path, and then there were disciples and disciples who practiced evil arts. The Empress of Sandao Mountain was the most sensitive to such things.

Princess Yinyao said hurriedly: "That's why I asked Master to improve the elixir recipe and minimize the erosion."

Empress Sandaoshan's eyes turned cold: "When I talk to him, do you have the right to interrupt?"

Princess Yinyao quickly lowered her head.

Zhang Yuanqing sighed:

“This disciple already understands Master’s thoughts.

"Master, Master Chunyang is not bound by merit and kills innocent people indiscriminately. He hates you to the core, but he does not dare to enter the spiritual realm to cause trouble for you, so he unites with evil heretics to target his disciples everywhere. The disciples have no choice but to take risks.

"Alas, the evil way is rampant now, leading to the destruction of all living beings. As the only living disciple of the Chunyang Sect, as your close disciple, I am willing to go through fire and water for the righteous path.

"Perhaps this farewell will be our eternal farewell. I hope Master will take care of you."

After saying that, he kowtowed hard twice without taking back the pill formula. He pressed Princess Yinyao's shoulders and left the spiritual realm.

…

Fujiawan Villa.

Zhang Yuanqing said worriedly: "Is this okay?"

The lines and expressions he just said were all scripts discussed with Princess Yinyao.

The script planner is Yin Yao.

Princess Yinyao sat on the edge of the bed, crossed her legs, and held up her light-colored jeans with her round buttocks. She raised her trumpet, full of confidence:

"Master admires you very much. Women have no principles when it comes to the men, sons and disciples they like."

These words sound so familiar, as if I’ve heard them somewhere before! Zhang Yuanqing complained.

"The most important thing is that she woke up from the spiritual realm, unaccompanied and lonely. She has no relatives except us." Princess Yinyao raised her chin proudly:

"The only two disciples who want to die for the righteousness of the world, despite her indifference on the surface, she must be extremely happy in her heart, and she will not be willing to let us die, so she will definitely look at the prescription and then make an evaluation.

"If we find that we can avoid most of the erosion and pollution, we will compromise. Don't worry, I have been with Master for so many years, and I am most familiar with her character. Master takes softness rather than hardness, and uses retreat to advance with emotion. It’s the best policy.”

Zhang Yuanqing said again:

"But we relied on the isolation of the spiritual realm to stargazing and lied to her that the outside world has been devastated. Once discovered, Master will tear us apart."

"Master has so many things to do, he doesn't have the time or energy to go to the dungeon to ask the spirit realm traveler. Just wait and see. I'll go back to the dungeon in the evening and the improved pill recipe will be ready." Princess Yinyao stood at the forefront of the storm and held her hands tightly. As the sun and moon rotate, everything is under control.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded assuredly:

"Elvis Speaker, have you recorded it?"

The Elvis Presley speaker "Zizzi" twice, responding with exciting and cheerful music:

"Today is a good day. Everything you want can come true! Today is a good day. We open the door to welcome the spring breeze..."

Princess Yinyao's heart sank.

…

Afternoon.

The cafe opposite the Kangyang District Public Security Department.

Li Dongze picked up the coffee cup with one hand and rubbed the tip of the cane with the other. "We have checked it all. The file entry clerk, file administrator, and receptionist of the Public Security Department don't know when the missing file was deleted. They even no impression."

"How is this possible..." Chen Yuanjun frowned, and the already obvious Sichuan pattern became deeper and deeper.

"Indeed not!" Li Dongze shook his head and said, "I shouldn't be wrong. After all, the spies in the Public Security Department are not blessed by the lunar calendar."

"Taiyin's blessing?" Chen Yuanjun asked doubtfully.

Li Dongze waved his hand, "This is not important. In short, no one among the clerks in your Public Security Department knows about this file. There are two possibilities. First, the person who recorded the file is not a clerk, but from the action team. Second, the person who recorded the file of people have resigned or died.”

Chen Yuanjun disagreed with his view:

"First of all, the action team does not receive calls to the police, and is not responsible for entering files. Since the file has been deleted, it means that the staff who originally entered the file did not think there was anything wrong with the file. It was someone from the Public Security Department who discovered the file afterwards. , and then delete it. Therefore, the entry clerk exists.

"Secondly, in this accident, the victims of the Public Security Department were all armed security officers. The clerks hid in advance and there were no casualties. Finally, from the beginning of last year to this year, no one from the Public Security Department left the company."

Li Dongze shrugged, "Then there is only one possibility! This missing list is not from this year, but from the past."

Chen Yuanjun knocked on the table: "This is even more impossible. Lei Yibing disappeared in April this year. We all witnessed this disappearance case with our own eyes."

"When you said that, I suddenly felt very strange." Li Dongze looked thoughtful: "I seem to have forgotten something..."

He thought for a long time and couldn't figure out the reason, so he said:

"There is indeed a problem with Lei Yibing's disappearance, and it is likely to involve our group. I will help follow up later."

Chen Yuanjun asked: "When will we follow up and how will we follow up?"

Li Dongze said helplessly: "Oh my God, what I mean when I say follow up is to take a moment. Recently, there are so many evil cults like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. They are popping up in batches. How can I have time to check him out?"

Chen Yuanjun took a sip of coffee and said calmly:

"Cult cases don't happen every day, and it won't affect our investigation. Besides, if we work overtime for an hour every day, maybe we can find out in a few days."

"Oh my God, you were sent to the world by the devil, you said it so calmly and easily overtime." Li Dongze sighed: "It's easy to find a breakthrough. Only when someone reports the crime will there be a file. Then who will do it if Lei Yibing disappears?" Go to the Sheriff’s Department to report the crime?”

Chen Yuanjun shook his head and said:

"I asked his family, but they didn't report the crime."

"Just because they don't remember it doesn't mean they don't have it." Li Dongze shrugged: "In our group, there are many ways to make people forget something..."

At this point, his expression suddenly froze.

…

On the same afternoon, Master Chunyang met the owner of the mobile phone number in the private room of a teahouse.

This is a middle-aged man with a thin face, a stern expression, deep nasolabial folds, and slightly drooped corners of his mouth, giving people a stern look that is difficult to deal with.

The middle-aged man in a suit and leather suit with a briefcase in his hand looked at the plump and high-quality waitress in a cheongsam.

"She can't hear anything." Master Chunyang asked the waitress to pour tea, looked at the middle-aged man wantonly, and said happily:

"Are you an official swordsman? I heard that Songhai just had a major physical examination last year and used the tiger talisman, a regular item. How did you hide it from the tiger talisman?"

The middle-aged man said coldly:

"I was transferred to Songhai after the moral value disappeared. The former person in charge of Kangyang District was promoted to senior deacon, responsible for the two major districts of Kangyang Chaomen. I am currently working under him, and I happen to be responsible for Kangyang District."

Headmaster Chunyang nodded slightly, "Have you brought what I want?"

The middle-aged man sat down, opened his briefcase, and pulled out a thick stack of information. "I have collected all the information on the characters you want. The Great Protector asked me to help you with all my strength. I selected thirty people from these people." It’s not a normal situation.”

Headmaster Chunyang took the information, scanned it quickly, pulled out one of them, and said in deep thought:

"In April last year, he disappeared from the dormitory of Hangcheng University and his whereabouts are still unknown..."

The middle-aged man took a look at the information and said:

"Although it is a missing person, the official is basically certain that this person is a spiritual realm traveler. He disappeared after entering the dungeon and never appeared again. He most likely died in the dungeon.

"This is also the only spiritual practitioner that can be confirmed in the data. He and Yuanshi Tianzun both graduated from Kangyang Middle School, but they were not from the same class."

He is not in the same class as Yuanshi Tianzun, and the time of disappearance is not much different from the time when Yuanshi Tianzun became a spiritual realm traveler. From a time perspective, the probability that this person is related to Yuanshi Tianzun is not high.

However, Headmaster Chunyang still put this information away and pushed it to the bottom.

…

At night, Zhang Yuanqing entered the gang copy "Mo Zong Organ City" alone.

Sure enough, I saw that the paper recording the prescription was still there, and it was emitting a faint golden light in the dark night.

Zhang Yuanqing stepped forward happily, picked up the elixir prescription, and saw on the originally blank backside, he used the weak power of the sun to draw two spiritual urn formation patterns and a line of words:

"The first formation is used when refining the elixir and is engraved on the furnace wall. The second formation is engraved on the furnace body after the elixir is made."

The queen really does love me! Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed, looked at it carefully, kept the formation in mind, and shook his hands gently.

The divine power of the sun on the back of the paper turned into a golden flame, and a trace of ashes disappeared with the wind.

Returning to reality, Zhang Yuanqing sat at the table and thought. Now that he has the elixir, all he needs is the "medicine". The medicine that can quickly increase his experience value must be the God of the Day.

There are only a handful of wandering gods today, either in Taiyi Sect or Dark Night Rose.

The former cannot be hunted, while the latter is difficult to hunt, and may even be exploited by Lingtuo.

It would be a good idea to find medicinal materials from dungeons. The creatures in the dungeons are no different from reality. But as far as he knows so far, the God of Days only appears in professional dungeons and gang dungeons established by the group of Gods of Days.

Like the gang dungeons of White Tiger Soldiers, most of them involve Taiyin and Xingguan.

"Either my solo spiritual realm comes quickly, or I enter the copy of Taiyi Sect, there is no second option!"

Alas, let’s try the recipe first! Zhang Yuanqing picked up the phone and dialed Fu Qingyang's number:

"Boss, I got the recipe. I need a star officer to do the experiment. Help me choose a dungeon with a star officer in the White Tiger Soldiers. The lower the difficulty level, the better."

The Sancai elixir requires the unity of "soul, soul, and qi", and it must be a living person. Yin objects cannot be used to make elixirs.

Many dungeons of White Tiger Soldiers are war dungeons. War means there are many masters, which must include other professions. It is impossible for an army to be all scouts.

…

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