Chapter: 2868
Fujia Bay, rooftop.
Zhang Yuanqing arranged the materials and the sheepskin scroll for summoning the Empress of Sandao Mountain, picked up the mobile phone, and dialed Li Chunfeng's number.
"Chunfeng, turn off the surveillance in the community." After giving the order, Zhang Yuanqing put down the phone and poured spiritual power into the scroll.
As if the flame had ignited the paper, the spirit patterns on the parchment began to work, crazily grabbing the spiritual power of the material.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately pressed his palm on the sheepskin scroll, calling in his heart: "Young Qing, you come out quickly!"
He believes that when he calls "Niangniang", the old clapper may not be able to cast his eyes immediately, but when he calls his name, everyone will subconsciously follow the sound.
Sure enough, as soon as he shouted twice, the empress came to watch from the spiritual realm.
The sky of Fujia Bay glowed with golden light, spreading in circles, like light quality shells bombarding the invisible barrier.
The crouching pestle at Zhang Yuanqing's feet vibrated violently. It felt the master's call, but the power of the Empress of Sandao Mountain could not be transmitted to reality through the spiritual realm, so she couldn't really summon it.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Fumo pestle and used the divine power of the sun.
It is difficult for the empress who has lost the crouching pestle to break through the barrier of the spirit realm, so he needs to cooperate from the inside and the outside to help the old bangzi and the young Qing.
The crouching pestle, which had entered the divine power of the sun, revived in an instant, turning into a golden light and rising against the sky.
"Buzz!"
With a sound like a bursting air wave, a circular passage suddenly burst open in the blue sky glowing with pale gold.
The passage was deep and dark, connecting to the spirit realm, and the crouching pestle disappeared into the passage.
"Shut!"
From behind the passage came the old clapper's cold snort.
The voice is the kind that can only be heard by night tour gods and wraiths.
"Young lady, don't go yet." Zhang Yuan was used to jumping around in front of the boss early in the morning, pretending not to notice the old clapper's displeasure, shaking his mental strength, and said:
"I suspect that Master Chunyang is not dead yet."
Immediately, he uttered his speculation aloud in the way of Ye Youshen's communication.
After listening to his description, the channel was silent for a few seconds before the "voice" of Empress Sandaoshan came out:
"His mind is very unstable, and every time he borrows rebirth, it will increase the damage of the soul and deepen the madness. Coupled with my sarcasm and the blows of two disastrous defeats by the disciples, he will become more and more crazy, more and more more unstable.
"At that time, there will only be two endings. One is to risk hunting the too powerful star officials and dream masters, and die of backlash. The other is to completely lose control of the spirit and be dealt with by your Five Elements Alliance."
In other words, the head teacher Chunyang is abolished? Well, he has to start all over again, so there is nothing to worry about in the short term. Zhang Yuanqing said loudly: "This junior understands, and I will send you off to Empress Youqing."
"Shut!!"
The old clapper's tone was a bit gritted, but she was helpless, she couldn't leave the spiritual realm because of this matter, and go to the world to beat him up.
The channel in the air shrinks slowly until it disappears.
The ancients were just hypocritical, calling out their names, Zhang Yuanqing murmured in his heart.
Seeing the passage disappear, he felt a little bit reluctant, um, it wasn't because of his empress, but because of his dross weapon, the demon pestle. JrNovels.com
Zhang Yuanqing arranged the materials and the sheepskin scroll for summoning the Empress of Sandao Mountain, picked up the mobile phone, and dialed Li Chunfeng's number.
"Chunfeng, turn off the surveillance in the community." After giving the order, Zhang Yuanqing put down the phone and poured spiritual power into the scroll.
As if the flame had ignited the paper, the spirit patterns on the parchment began to work, crazily grabbing the spiritual power of the material.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately pressed his palm on the sheepskin scroll, calling in his heart: "Young Qing, you come out quickly!"
He believes that when he calls "Niangniang", the old clapper may not be able to cast his eyes immediately, but when he calls his name, everyone will subconsciously follow the sound.
Sure enough, as soon as he shouted twice, the empress came to watch from the spiritual realm.
The sky of Fujia Bay glowed with golden light, spreading in circles, like light quality shells bombarding the invisible barrier.
The crouching pestle at Zhang Yuanqing's feet vibrated violently. It felt the master's call, but the power of the Empress of Sandao Mountain could not be transmitted to reality through the spiritual realm, so she couldn't really summon it.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Fumo pestle and used the divine power of the sun.
It is difficult for the empress who has lost the crouching pestle to break through the barrier of the spirit realm, so he needs to cooperate from the inside and the outside to help the old bangzi and the young Qing.
The crouching pestle, which had entered the divine power of the sun, revived in an instant, turning into a golden light and rising against the sky.
"Buzz!"
With a sound like a bursting air wave, a circular passage suddenly burst open in the blue sky glowing with pale gold.
The passage was deep and dark, connecting to the spirit realm, and the crouching pestle disappeared into the passage.
"Shut!"
From behind the passage came the old clapper's cold snort.
The voice is the kind that can only be heard by night tour gods and wraiths.
"Young lady, don't go yet." Zhang Yuan was used to jumping around in front of the boss early in the morning, pretending not to notice the old clapper's displeasure, shaking his mental strength, and said:
"I suspect that Master Chunyang is not dead yet."
Immediately, he uttered his speculation aloud in the way of Ye Youshen's communication.
After listening to his description, the channel was silent for a few seconds before the "voice" of Empress Sandaoshan came out:
"His mind is very unstable, and every time he borrows rebirth, it will increase the damage of the soul and deepen the madness. Coupled with my sarcasm and the blows of two disastrous defeats by the disciples, he will become more and more crazy, more and more more unstable.
"At that time, there will only be two endings. One is to risk hunting the too powerful star officials and dream masters, and die of backlash. The other is to completely lose control of the spirit and be dealt with by your Five Elements Alliance."
In other words, the head teacher Chunyang is abolished? Well, he has to start all over again, so there is nothing to worry about in the short term. Zhang Yuanqing said loudly: "This junior understands, and I will send you off to Empress Youqing."
"Shut!!"
The old clapper's tone was a bit gritted, but she was helpless, she couldn't leave the spiritual realm because of this matter, and go to the world to beat him up.
The channel in the air shrinks slowly until it disappears.
The ancients were just hypocritical, calling out their names, Zhang Yuanqing murmured in his heart.
Seeing the passage disappear, he felt a little bit reluctant, um, it wasn't because of his empress, but because of his dross weapon, the demon pestle. JrNovels.com
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