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I've forgotten most things from my childhood and don't quite remember the levels of Spirit Servants, but since Grandpa values the basement so much, the level of the guarding Spirit Servant won't be low, most likely at the Dominator stage.
Thinking of this, Zhao Chenghuang just picked up his phone and sent a message to Yuanshi Tianzun, "I need items to temporarily restrain a Dominator-level Spirit Servant."
Yuanshi Tianzun replied instantly, "If it's just restraint, I'll draw a few Evil-Breaking Talismans for you. In ten minutes, go to the gang's warehouse to collect them."
Ten minutes later, Zhao Chenghuang opened the gang's warehouse and found the Evil-Breaking Talismans. He immediately got up and walked towards the west room, the one where Grandpa stored miscellaneous and discarded materials.
Pushing open the long-sealed wooden door, a faint musty smell wafted into his nostrils. The utility room was filled with old objects from more than a decade ago, as well as materials left over from refining Yin Corpse Spirit Servants that had lost their nature.
He even saw his childhood wooden sword toy gun, and the skateboard he snatched from Sun Miaomiao. These items were covered with a thin layer of dust, as if sealed by time.
Zhao Chenghuang stepped into the room, striding and jumping in the cluttered space, leaving a pair of footprints.
Soon he came to a corner of the room, pried open a tin partition, and saw a square entrance, a steep concrete staircase.
Zhao Chenghuang jumped into the cellar opening and landed lightly in a very narrow tunnel. The tunnel was pitch black, but it was clearly visible in the eyes of a Night Wanderer.
The walls of the tunnel were plastered with cement, which was mottled, revealing layers of locust tree roots.
He stepped forward and soon finished walking through the tunnel of a dozen meters, stopping at a simple wooden door. He vaguely remembered there was such a water door when he was a child.
It was already in disrepair back then, and now it is even more rotten, but Zhao Chenghuang knew that the wooden door was just decoration. What guarded the basement was the Spirit Servant.
As soon as he approached the wooden door, a strong, gloomy Yin energy溢了出来 from the crack in the door. A rotten, hideous white-eyed ghost face appeared on the decayed wooden door.
"Entry prohibited!" The voice echoed in Zhao Chenghuang's ears, cold and ethereal, with a deadly oppression and malice.
Zhao Chenghuang took out a talisman and slapped it on the door. Bright, clear golden light lit up, illuminating the dark and cold underground space. The ghost face at the door roared angrily and collapsed in the golden light, decorating the entrance to the basement.
Zhao Chenghuang pinched a new talisman between his fingers, hesitated for a few seconds, bit his lip, and pushed open the rickety wooden door.
Just then, Zhao Changlao's stern voice came from behind, "What are you doing?"
For a moment, Zhao Chenghuang felt a chill down his back, a sense of impending doom, but he quickly suppressed his emotional fluctuations.
Turning his head to look back at his gray-haired, stern-looking Grandpa, he replied, "Nothing, just came down to take a look."
Zhao Changlao stared at him coldly, "I told you before, don't enter the basement."
Zhao Chenghuang clearly saw a trace of anger in his Grandpa's eyes. He broke out in a cold sweat and quickly said, "I know, I know."
Zhao Changlao's expression softened slightly, and he nodded slightly, "You've made great progress in cultivation after being away from home for a few months. What level are you now? How much experience do you have?"
Zhao Chenghuang replied respectfully, "Level 5, 80 experience."
Zhao Changlao said with satisfaction, "It's not difficult to reach Level 6 before June next year. Ascending from Level 5 to Level 6 in a year is the advancement speed of a top genius. However, becoming a Dominator is not so easy. It's common to see many geniuses stuck at Level 6 for five or ten years."
"Chenghuang, you need to be mentally prepared and not rush. Next, Grandpa will help you refine a Level 6 Yin Corpse Spirit Servant and teach you some Taiyin spells. When can you obtain the Taiyin Blessing through Night Wander, you can advance to Dominator."
He seemed to have become a strict, earnest senior again. Zhao Chenghuang took a deep breath.
"I will remember your teachings, Grandpa. I'll go back and rest first." Zhao Chenghuang turned into starlight and left the tunnel.
After he left the courtyard, Zhao Changlao walked to the edge of the wooden door and touched the slightly hot Solar Divine Power of his sect. Yuanshi Tianzun?
Withdrawing his hand, he said in a deep voice, "Did Chenghuang窥视 the situation inside?"
A hideous and ugly white-eyed ghost manifestation emerged, "No."
Zhao Changlao's expression relaxed!
"The mysterious basement..."
Fujiabao, villa. Zhang Yuanqing received Zhao Chenghuang's reply and frowned immediately.
If the basement contains Zhao Changlao's evidence of being a Fallen, and a Dominator-level Spirit Servant, but which Dominator of the Taiyi Sect would create a basement? It's equivalent to creating self-exposing evidence, and it might be exposed one day due to an accident.
Zhang Yuanqing, who has dealt with Fallen ones a lot, immediately denied Zhao Chenghuang's guess. No matter what is in the basement, it has nothing to do with the Fallen, maybe it is Zhao Changlao's own secret.
His original intention in revealing this matter to Zhao Chenghuang was to let him go directly to his Grandpa and ask him directly about the information of the Tongzhou Association.
Even if Zhao Changlao is really a Fallen, in order not to be suspected, he would actively reveal some information when faced with his great-grandson's inquiry.
Zhao Chenghuang wouldn't be in any danger. As a result, because of the basement, Zhao Chenghuang scared himself so much that he didn't dare to mention it.
"This little Zhao, can't handle even a small matter. I'd better go myself and ask Lao Zhao directly." Zhang Yuanqing typed a message to reply to Zhao Chenghuang!
I'll come to Beijing in person tomorrow. Tonight, he will host a banquet at Fu Qingyang's villa, inviting Yin friends to attend, to welcome Guan Ya and Tianxiaguihuo. After the banquet, he will also take the initiative to communicate with his girlfriend, whom he hasn't seen for many days, about the great philosophy of creating life.
Just after putting down his phone, he heard a "ding-dong" again. He checked and it was a message from Asano Ryo.
Asano Ryo婉转地 expressed the desire of the Chizuru Group to take back the Eight Mirrors.
When did I take your Eight Mirrors? Zhang Yuanqing replied: Spilled water cannot be recovered!
Spilled water cannot be recovered. Asano Ryo's Chinese is only at the entry level, and she has a vague understanding of this idiom.
She sent a message to try, "Yuanshi-kun, does spilled water refer to the Yata no Kagami?"
Or is it nuclear wastewater? Zhang Yuanqing心里吐槽, but did not answer her.
Staff were decorating for the party in the lush green courtyard. The banquet will invite senior deacons from Songhai, official organization insiders, and senior members of folk organizations.
It is both a welcome for Guan Ya and Tianxiaguihuo and Zhang Yuanqing's first public appearance.
At the same time, the banquet is also a test of the evil camp.
Zhang Yuanqing wanted to see if the Southern Faction would take the opportunity to retaliate and how strong their murderous intent was. To prevent accidents, Zhang Yuanqing asked his cousin and uncle to secretly keep an eye on things.
Dog Changlao's zoo can be moved over at any time, plus a group of Dominators, the safety coefficient is very high.
Around eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Yuanqing, waiting at the entrance of the villa, welcomed the first batch of leaders. The leader was a middle-aged man in a beige suit with a delicate mustache. He held a cane and wore shiny leather shoes, exuding exquisiteness and elegance from head to toe. It was Li Dongze.
Behind Dongze were his old colleague Wang Su, who had slight social anxiety, and a young woman with slightly curly brown hair and very delicate makeup.
"Oh, God, my old leader, you are as elegant as ever." Zhang Yuanqing greeted him with a smile.
Dongze patted him on the shoulder with emotion, "Now you are the excellent one."
He turned to look at the little girl behind him and introduced, "She is a new member of the Second Team, Spirit Realm ID Little Spirit Demon, and she is your fan."
After watching Li Dongze and the others enter the villa, Zhang Yuanqing saw a commercial vehicle parked by the roadside, and Miaofeng and Lingjun appeared.
"I don't remember inviting you." Zhang Yuanqing opened his arms to hug his teacher.
"Wherever there is a gathering, there are beauties, and there I am." Lingjun suddenly gnashed his teeth, "I'm here to settle accounts with Fu Qingyang. He told me that you were in the Slaughter Instance Dungeon. I might already be a Dominator now."
What's the difference between a Saint and a Dominator for you? Hmm, you can try to sleep with a Dominator-level woman. Zhang Yuanqing诽谤 in his heart, Lingjun turned to smile at Miaofeng, "Sister Feng, long time no see, you are getting more and more beautiful."
Miaofeng'er, with her exquisite and refined appearance, forced a smile, looked around and saw that there was no one around, she whispered, "I heard my grandfather say that the Demon Lord's執念 once descended in the Slaughter Instance Dungeon, using your body to quell the disaster of moral values?"
Zhang Yuanqing's smile faded, and he said solemnly, "What do you want to say?"
Miaofeng'er took a deep breath, "Did, did he mention me? Did he ask you to bring any words to me?"
Foolish child, Zhang Yuanqing sighed silently. The Demon Lord's執念 did not even have a conversation with Yin Ji, let alone communicate with the gods, how could it be you?
He said in a deep voice, "Feng'er, that's just a wisp of執念. It's a執念 made up of unwillingness, hatred, and anger..."
Miaofeng'er understood what he meant, and the beautiful face could not hide her disappointment. Lingjun摊摊手 at Zhang Yuanqing, also with a helpless look.
At nine o'clock, watching more and more guests arriving, in addition to colleagues from Songhai, Hua Yu, Xiazhi Lian, and Elder Gaofeng from neighboring Jiangnan Province also came to join in the fun.
Elder Gaofeng, wearing mountaineering clothes, with a slightly high hairline, and exuding an aura of poverty, filled Zhang Yuanqing's heart with a sense of security.
In addition, Xie Lingxi, who had been a good girl in the Xie family for a month, finally threw herself into the arms of her Brother Yuanshi.
In the dazzling light, Zhang Yuanqing was unsurprisingly surrounded by Yingying Yanyan, showing an enviable异性缘.
"Damn it, Yuanshi Tianzun, is so popular with women. Isn't Xiahou Aotian more handsome and richer than him?" Xiahou Aotian drank alone, really wanting to find someone to accompany him.
Tianxiaguihuo惋猎道, "I wanted to see Guan Ya argue with those women, but there are too many異性 around Yuanshi Tianzun, Guan Ya will instead be generous and not envious."
Lingjun walked over with a wine glass and said, "Yuanshi Tianzun is facing a Peach Blossom Calamity, not a good thing."
"Indeed." Xiahou Aotian nodded, "His fate is very strange."
Lingjun was stunned, "How do you say that?"
"A few days ago, when practicing divination, I calculated a divination for him. The first time I calculated that his life was lacking, the second time I calculated that it was normal, and the third time I calculated that it was an image of early death."
Xiahou Aotian shrugged, "Anyway, the three results are different. I feel like I'm not calculating for one person, but for three people."
Lingjun said in surprise, "Then did you tell him about this?"
Xiahou Aotian shook his head, "Divination should not be exhausted, and words should not be fully spoken, otherwise you will be punished by heaven."
"Then why are you telling us this?" Tianxiaguihuo gave him a "caring for the mentally retarded" look.
Xiahou Aotian怔了怔道, "Then just pretend you don't know."
Envy, jealousy, coveting, admiration, Zhang Yuanqing walked through the crowd with a wine glass, sensing that most of the envy and jealousy came from men, and the admiration, coveting, and lust came from women.
He repeatedly encountered unbearable situations for men and longing gazes from women. Just then, he suddenly sensed a pure malicious thought, which disappeared in an instant.
Zhang Yuanqing's heart tightened. Following that malicious thought, he saw a waiter in a burgundy vest walking towards the bathroom with his head down.
There really are some small fries mixed in. He handed the wine glass to a passing waiter and walked towards the public restroom in the corner of the courtyard. Passing through the cobblestone path and entering the spacious men's restroom.
The waiter in the burgundy vest stood quietly by the urinal, facing the door. Seeing Yuanshi Tianzun coming in, he showed a诡谲 smile, "You are going to die!"