Zhang Yuanqing said "Oh", "The clay figurine avatar and the divine power of the sun are in the demon refining pot, and the palace master said that it needs to be warmed for seventy-seven forty-nine days."

Hearing these words, a clear question mark floated across Mr. Qian's usually stern face.

He asked uncertainly:

"You mean, everything is in the hands of Palace Master Zhisha, and you didn't get anything? You went to Gao Tianyuan and came out empty-handed?"

Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

Fu Qingyang took out the golden scissors expressionlessly.

"Old, boss, what are you doing?"

"I'll cut off your marriage first, and then take you to kill the palace master."

"Don't, don't, boss, just leave it to her for safekeeping, don't be impulsive."

"I'm not impulsive, I just have a little high blood pressure."

Immediately, Fu Qingyang realized his gaffe, put down the golden scissors, and pinched the space between his eyebrows.

He waved his hand tiredly: "Get out, I don't want to see you now."

"But boss, I have one more thing to report." Zhang Yuanqing said.

Fu Qingyang said coldly: "I hope it's not something that raised my blood pressure."

After speaking, he saw Yuan Shi take out Little Red Riding Hood, shake his hands lightly, several heavy bronze plates fell, and hit the carpet heavily, making a dull sound.

Zhang Yuanqing spread out the bronze plate and said:

"Boss, this is very interesting, you will definitely like it."

Yuan Shi's expression was a bit like presenting a treasure. He seemed sure that I would be surprised, and even lost his composure. It was ridiculous that Fu Qingyang suppressed his bad mood, pushed the table and got up, and walked to the bronze plate.

He knew that Yuanshi would not be aimless, so he took the initiative to restrain his emotions while watching the carvings and paintings intently.

But after seeing the content of the sculpture, he still couldn't help constricting his pupils, and his stern expression showed extreme shock.

This kind of shock, this kind of strong mood swings, was very rare in Mr. Qian, and even surpassed the reaction after hearing the information about the Demon Refining Pot.

"Boss, what do you think?" Zhang Yuanqing raised the corner of his mouth, satisfied with Fu Qingyang's reaction.

Fu Qingyang took a deep breath and did not speak, he was still digesting the content on the bronze board.

Zhang Yuanqing shut up obediently. After a few minutes, he couldn't help but say:

"Boss, you are a scout, what can you analyze?"

He started by throwing bricks to attract jade, explaining his understanding and the understanding of Palace Master Zhisha.

Fu Qingyang said sharply:

"Experimenter? How can you be sure that these meteorites were not cast by the spirit realm. Instead of imagining an unverifiable experimenter, wouldn't it be more logical for the spirit realm to throw meteorites?

"How can you be sure that these meteorites are our origin? Is it possible? What is recorded in the carvings and paintings is just an act of creating superpowers in the spirit realm, just like the first batch of spirit walkers created in the spirit realm in the early Republic of China."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing also frowned. JrNovels.com