I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Zhang Yangqing's plan would definitely require the sacrifice of his "teammates", but the one he wanted to sacrifice was still Ghost.

To be precise, it is to let the little squirrel sacrifice a soul in the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

Because the moment the rules come into effect, it is estimated that there will be a devastating disaster around the clock tower.

So the question is, how to escape?
It is obviously unscientific to use ghosts to attract the Jiuli Crows.

The little squirrel's level was still very low, and the ghosts it summoned could not attract the attention of the Jiuli Crow at all.

Even if you manage to attract it, the other party can scatter the ghost with a flap of its wings, so it is meaningless.

Then only one of the three monkeys can be sent to carry out this dangerous mission.

But the problem arises again: in order for the Jiuli Crow to be eliminated by the rules, it must be allowed to get close to the clock tower; but once the monkey escapes, the Jiuli Crow will also leave.

How to destroy the monsters and save the monkeys at the moment the rules come into effect?
Zhang Yangqing fell into deep thought, his slender fingers unconsciously touching the windowsill.

The audience outside the big screen stamped their feet in anxiety, wishing they could rush in and tell him the solution to space travel.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yangqing did not complete the side quest, so he does not know this information for the time being.

"what?"

Zhang Yangqing's eyes suddenly locked on the strange figure cast by the moonlight.

These figures that appeared out of nowhere made him ponder: "Is there an 'other world'? Can I hide in it and avoid the coming of the rules?"

Although he didn't know the specific method of space travel, Zhang Yangqing, who had experienced countless strange stories, was very familiar with this setting.

The intelligence from the world of ghost stories will prompt the Chosen Ones to find other animal trainers, but it only tells the Chosen Ones one method.

But as the old saying goes: this is not the only solution.

If the Chosen One looks for it himself, there must be a way. As long as he can find it, that is the way.

Zhang Yangqing immediately returned to the tower master's office and began to quickly flip through the ancient books on the bookshelf.

The slender fingers turned the pages at an astonishing speed, so fast that even the audience in front of the big screen could not see the words clearly.

The audience was very curious. If Zhang Tianshi could memorize it in one go, that would not be a difficult task. Photographic memory is the most basic ability of top geniuses, and many top extraordinary people have it.

But did Master Zhang see this clearly?

If Zhang Yangqing knew what they were thinking, he would definitely say: I don't need to memorize it, I'm just searching for the 'keywords'.

While he was looking through the third book "Theory of Space Folding", Zhang Yangqing found the key paragraph.

The tower master once studied the technology of "opening up special space".

This is the creation of "special props".

In the tower master's opinion, many large pets are not very convenient to follow, and some marine pets can only be in the sea.

The tower master's research is to use special props to open up a space, put the pets in it, and release them when needed, so that many pets can be carried.

But the tower owner's research was halfway through and there was no follow-up, or there was no time to continue the research.

If Zhang Yangqing wants to "escape", this is the way to do it, and he also needs to complete his research.

Now that he had found a solution, Zhang Yangqing took action immediately.

He lightly brushed his slender fingers across the bookshelf and pulled out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from a secret compartment.

This was obviously a research tool left by the tower master. The moment he put on the glasses, his whole temperament changed.

The moonlight shone through the lenses, casting a cold halo on his handsome face.

He casually pulled out a piece of yellowed parchment, condensed a ray of golden light at his fingertips as a writing tip, and began to quickly draw the design.

The audience was amazed to find that this usually lazy and casual master, now focused on his work, had a fascinating charm. "The space container needs multiple structures inside and outside."

Zhang Yangqing muttered to himself as he sketched out a delicate gourd-shaped outline.

This depends on the personal preferences of the chosen ones. As a Taoist priest, Zhang Yangqing would definitely design it into this shape first.

If other chosen ones also discovered this, there would be a variety of designs.

Zhang Yangqing was designing it very seriously. The inner layer needed black dead wood that could allow living things to survive, the middle layer needed yin and yang wood to harmonize space fluctuations, and the outer layer needed stable runes drawn with the juice of soul-searching flowers.

Every detail is clearly marked, and the buckles at the connecting seams are designed to fit perfectly.

“Here’s the bill of materials.”

He snapped his fingers without looking up.

The three monkeys immediately surrounded them, and saw some "pictures" appearing on the parchment, which were drawn by Zhang Yangqing.

Because they are monkeys, they cannot understand human handwriting, but they can understand portraits.

Moreover, Zhang Yangqing himself can paint, and his paintings are even very lifelike.
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Black dead wood (some building support columns outside the bell tower) -
Yin Yang Wood (some copper bells hanging ropes in the city) -
Soul-Searching Flower (window sill potted plant, petals are in the shape of skulls) -
Blood crystals (remains of a dead person with a strong yin energy)
According to the records in the book, Zhang Yangqing painted more than ten kinds of materials in total.

Each monkey has a clear division of labor and is responsible for finding four or five species.

Some pictures were also given.

The white-haired monkey king rushed out the door first. It seemed that he was very eager to make a contribution and also wanted to compete with other monkeys at this time.

The black-backed monkey king was not willing to be outdone, so he flipped out the window and made a hole when he landed.

The maned monkey was much more stable and looked around carefully, trying not to miss any details.

Zhang Yangqing was resting in the studio, flipping through some books written by the master to relieve his loneliness.

About an hour and 1 minutes later, all the materials were neatly stacked on the workbench.

First attempt: The proportion of black dead wood was too high.

The pitch-black gourd cracked open with a snap as soon as spiritual power was injected into it. The space inside collapsed instantly, crushing the experimental teacup into powder.

Second attempt: Improper handling of Yin and Yang wood.

A distorted human face appeared on the surface of the gourd, and the little squirrel was so scared that it hid behind Zhang Yangqing's shoulder.

Third attempt: The concentration of the Soul-Searching Flower juice was not enough.

The gourd was formed, but it only lasted three seconds before it automatically disintegrated.

Fourth attempt: Deviation in the inlay angle of blood crystals.

The gourd was not broken, but after it was opened, it sucked the feathers on the table into it and could not be taken out.

The reason for so many failures cannot actually be blamed on Zhang Yangqing. Zhang Yangqing has no energy and can only rely on the maned monkey to provide energy.

It didn't have a good grasp of these complex things, so it failed several times.

But Zhang Yangqing didn't say anything about it. Every time it failed, Zhang Yangqing would praise it: Better than last time! What a genius, such a fast improvement! He will be a master of refining in the future!
As soon as these words were spoken, the maned monkey seemed to be energized and acted very seriously.

The Taoist priests from Mount Longhu outside the big screen were stunned.

"Ah? Can the head master praise me like this? I have never heard of it before."

"Don't even mention praising me. I've been a disciple for several years, but the head master hasn't even nodded his head in recognition of me. I envy that monkey. I wish I were a monkey."

"You're overthinking it. Senior Brother has already said that the maned monkeys are serious geniuses in the monkey world. If they were converted to us humans, they would definitely be top talents."

"If the head teacher praised me like this, I would practice non-stop for 24 hours!" (End of this chapter)