Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 378: No One Says a Word, Because It’s Home

"Mom, what big thing do you think Senior Brother is going to do?"

Chen Qin sat in the rocking chair holding A'li in her arms and asked her mother.

Mo Jingchun glanced at his daughter and asked, "You can't imagine?"

Chen Qin shook her head.

Mo Jingchun had already guessed what Zhang Ze wanted to do, but did not say it clearly, but talked about another thing.

"Everyone has their own temperament, and the more steadfast a person's heart is, the more so. Your father is gentle and tolerant, while Taoist Tang is unruly. So what kind of person do you think Zhang Ze is?"

"Senior Brother..." Chen Qin frowned slightly, but couldn't remember what kind of person Zhang Ze was for a moment.

Maybe because they were too close, she thought everything about Zhang Ze was good. If she wanted to praise him, she really couldn't find the words to start.

Instead, Ah Li raised her hand and said, "Zhang Ze, the best thing about him is his generosity."

As he spoke, A'li counted on his fingers the things Zhang Ze had fed him. It looked like he would not be able to finish counting even tomorrow.

In the beginning, Zhang Ze fed A'li because he really wanted to increase her fighting power, but later on, he simply thought it was fun for A'li to eat.

There are many things that can be fed or not, but as long as Ali likes it, Zhang Ze never says no.

Chen Qin thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case.

"So, senior brother is planning to make money through live streaming, become an idol of the four continents, and then help the demon tribe rebuild their homeland?" Chen Qin asked.

Mo Jingchun looked at his confused daughter and sighed, "You..."

After saying that, he ignored her and turned to look towards the north.

Although the junior sister hasn't figured out what Zhang Ze is going to do, she is right in one thing she said, that is, live streaming is really profitable.

This kind of live broadcast is still a new thing in the four continents, and the live broadcast of exploring secret places is even more so.

After all, opportunities are something that should be kept as secret as possible, so there is no reason to publicize them.

Especially the exploration of the Arctic ice fields.

Even the most obtuse person would have heard about what happened in the North. After the Great Wall quieted down, many human cultivators and demons sneaked into the ice field to explore with various ideas.

Most of them returned empty-handed, and the unlucky ones simply disappeared.

Therefore, the popularity of this live broadcast exceeded everyone's imagination.

The Qianji monks, who had just returned to Qianji Pavilion and had not rested for a while, began to work overtime to refine the crystal screen and equipment for receiving the live broadcast.

Some small families and sects that could not buy or queue up used their connections to go through the back door and go to other places to watch the live broadcasts, wanting to see what was happening in the north.

There are also some smart people who discovered the opportunity in advance.

Although I don’t know how to monetize it yet, I have started purchasing equipment for live streaming, waiting for the opportunity to be the first to try it out.

As a result, all the fancy-looking but useless junk in Qianji Pavilion’s inventory also went out of stock.

Lily has been smiling all the time these days.

As for the secret of the star chart, it was revealed on the fifth day.

The person who solved the star chart was Lu Yuzhou, the leader of Tianzong.

In fact, no one was surprised by this.

After seeing the appearance of the star array, many people actually gave up the idea of ​​solving it.

They stared at the star chart and deduced, just to see how far they could get.

But what really surprised them was that after the star disk was unlocked, Zhang Ze announced that his promise was still valid.

Divided by realm, the top ten monks in each realm who unlock the secrets of the star disk will receive his reward.

What’s interesting is that the cultivator who has currently broken through the Jindan realm the fastest is not from the Tianzong, but a senior brother from the Jianzong.

Of course, he only solved a little bit of it, and there is still a long way to go before he can completely solve it.

This was very unexpected. The old man from the Sword Sect had never shown any talent in this area, and even he himself didn't know how powerful he was.

But no matter what, the senior brothers and sisters of the Sword Sect all puffed out their chests with pride, as if they could do the same.

Others have no other options except to complain a few words and think that good flowers are being thrown into the cow dung.

Instead of looking at the ruffians from the Sword Sect showing off, it’s better to find an opportunity to slap them back.

Because Zhang Ze said that if he encounters difficulties in the next exploration, he will broadcast live and seek everyone's help.

The main one is to listen to advice.

Arctic ice sheet.

Tianzong Sect Master Lu Yuzhou sat on the other side of the small walnut, stretched out his hand and pointed, directing Zhang Ze to move the sword shadows and auxiliary formations on the star disk.

Zhang Ze transformed into a ruthless puppet machine, strictly carrying out every order of Sect Master Lu.

"The shadow of the Azure Dragon sword moves up three points, and the seventh palace does not move..." Lu Yuzhou said.

After carefully moving, Zhang Ze took a step back and asked, "What's next?"

However, there was no voice from Sect Leader Lu from Little Walnut.

Zhang Ze looked back and saw that Sect Master Lu had a frown on his face and looked troubled.

Zhang Ze thought something was wrong, "Did you make any new discoveries?"

Lu Yuzhou shook his head and said, "No, I think I made a mistake."

Zhang Ze, "..."

Zhang Ze squinted his eyes and looked at the star map in front of him. After half an hour of operation, the magic circle pattern on it had changed a lot.

Anyway, Zhang Ze has forgotten what the star chart looked like at the beginning.

The key is that this thing doesn’t seem to have a one-click restore function.

Zhang Ze stood aside innocently, listening to Sect Leader Lu muttering to himself on the side of Little Walnut.

Another half hour later, Sect Leader Lu, who had made a feint, spoke.

"You scared me to death. You're right. Keep going, kid..."

"Are you sure?" Zhang Ze couldn't help but ask.

Unexpectedly, this question really made Sect Leader Lu hesitate.

"Ah this... let me think about it."

But the Sect Master is worthy of being the Sect Master, "That's right, if I'm wrong, I'll eat this star plate."

Zhang Ze, "..."

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Ze, who chose to believe, moved the last sword talisman to the designated position.

The stars on the astrolabe returned to their positions, and a ray of light reflected the sky and shot into the sky.

As the sky and the earth connected, the aurora and the starry sky were reflected, ripples spread on the spiritual barrier, and a small portal appeared in front of Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand to end the soul fusion state. The maze that he had forcibly demolished and the virtual city on the ground reappeared.

After making sure everything was back to normal, Zhang Ze thanked Sect Master Lu and entered the underground city under the Ice Abyss.

Although the dungeon is located in an icy abyss, it does not feel cold when walking in it.

The dungeon is connected from top to bottom by streets and corridors.

There is an indentation on each side of the wide street, which seems to be some kind of train track, but it has been completely abandoned now.

The houses on both sides of the street were all in the style of the demon tribe. Zhang Ze picked one at random and opened the door.

There was no one in the house. The whole house was just a shell. Magic arrays and various strange magic tools were placed inside. Under the protection of a light blue crystal, they were running non-stop.

Based on his knowledge of refining equipment in his previous life, Zhang Ze could only see that most of these magical instruments and formations were used to provide energy.

It is an integral part of maintaining the operation of the dungeon.

After closing the door, Zhang Ze asked.

"Tongtong, where are we going next?"

After Zhang Ze entered the city, everything suddenly became much quieter. Seeing Zhang Ze asking a question, it directly pointed an arrow in front of Zhang Ze.

It probably means walking this way.

It's so considerate.

Following the instructions, Zhang Ze went down all the way without any obstacles and came to the middle level of the underground city. Zhang Ze stopped in front of a palace door.

This is the core of the underground city. Only the main gate of the palace is outside, and the rest is hidden in the ice wall. There are dragons painted on the left and right of the gate, and the two dragons are chasing each other, forming a circle, which is very different from ordinary dragon pictures.

Zhang Ze stood in front of the bronze door, looking at the place in the center of the door, which was at a person's height, and was silent.

There is a plaque hanging there with two lines of words on it.

【System House, Welcome】

【Please enter the password】

Zhang Ze didn't know what to say. He felt that this way of meeting was a bit too casual and should be more mysterious no matter what.

Even if it is not the core of a great avenue, it is not excessive to be a main god space.

But to be honest, this place is really safe.

This place is not as conspicuous as Baidi City, and it is a dark place under the lamp.

Those who could break through the spiritual barrier and unlock the star map could not enter the northern border because of the White Emperor's Alliance.

Those who could enter the northern border couldn't find this place at all. Even Zhang Ze wouldn't be able to sense it unless he saw the ice abyss cracking on the ground.

But this is to enter the password to open the door...

"Is this right?" Zhang Ze asked.

No one said anything, just asked Zhang Ze to enter the password.

And it seems that Zhang Ze actually has a password.

Before the Qinghe Conference began, many missions to capture ancient creatures were issued.

All these tasks were outsourced by Zhang Ze. After completing the tasks, the system gave him two rewards.

A bunch of identical keys, and a combination.

The key opened the box he left at Nadutong, proving his connection with Nadutong.

But the password has never been used.

Zhang Ze placed his hand on the plaque, recalling the code in his mind. While recalling, he felt that some changes had occurred in the system.

To open this door, not only the password is needed, but also everyone's consent.

After a moment, a gap appeared in the huge bronze door.

The door opened.

"Can I...can I go in now?" Zhang Ze asked softly.

No one said anything, and signaled Zhang Ze to go in quickly.

Stepping in, a long and narrow corridor appeared in front of Zhang Ze. Crystal lamps lit up, guiding Zhang Ze forward like beacons.

Continuing forward, Zhang Ze was led by the crystal lamp to a room called the archive room.

Pushing the door open, Zhang Ze was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect it to be so lively in here.

A bunch of palm-sized, faceless little spiritual beings were walking around the room. Most of them were just walking, but some of them were holding a jade slip.

Every once in a while, these little men holding jade slips would walk into the magic circle in the center of the hall, and leave after a while, walk to the nearest wall, stand in front of the wall for a while, and then walk into the magic circle again, repeating this cycle over and over again.

In order to avoid stepping on the villain, Zhang Ze floated to the wall. When he got closer, he found that the bumps on the wall were not decorative dragon scales, but jade slips engraved with information.

Zhang Ze picked one at random, pulled it out and held it in his hand. After inputting his spiritual sense into it, he was stunned for a moment.

What was recorded in this jade slip was nothing else but the first spell he had created.

The little ghost's self-destruction technique, which is formed by the Five Ghosts' Transportation and Blood Evil Technique, is officially called the Golden Armor Soldier.

Zhang Ze put the jade slip back and smacked his lips as he looked at the jade slips covering four entire walls of the huge archive room.

Zhang Ze opened the system and found the spell submission interface. He randomly recalled a spell that was not recorded in the system and clicked upload.

[Bai Xi Men: The Art of Puppetry]

next second.

The magic circle in the center of the hall lit up, and the little man standing in it was covered with a golden color. The spell was recorded in the jade slip. The golden little man came to the wall with the jade slip in his hand, and the wall flipped over, revealing a new gap.

After the jade slip was inserted, a golden ripple spread along the wall. When the ripple disappeared, Zhang Ze opened his system and found that the puppet show technique appeared in the system's exchange list.

"..."

How should I put it...Zhang Ze felt it was quite reasonable.

So fucking scientific.

It turns out that this is how the system's vast spell library came about.

A database that is saved by monks who upload and save records one by one is obviously more reasonable than the so-called Heavenly Dao or the extraterritorial demons who secretly spy on everyone and record everything.

"So, the task you gave me originally was actually for me to go out and gain experience, and then hand it over to you after I found a new spell.

"Instead of exploiting your loophole, using the stitching spell of stepping on your right foot with your left foot, and eating three fish at once to steal your points?" Zhang Ze said to himself.

No one said a word, feeling very aggrieved.

Zhang Ze smiled awkwardly, left the spell archive room and walked towards the next room.

The next room contained no jade slips, but...

Zhang Ze is hard to describe.

If he had to say it, this room was a giant women's restroom.

The room was several times larger than the previous spell archive room. In addition to the wide aisle in the middle, there were countless compartments on both sides.

There are only squat toilets, no urinals.

Each compartment is extremely huge, about seven or eight meters high.

It looks exactly like the women's restroom.

Everything lit up again at this time, and an arrow appeared in front of Zhang Ze. Following the direction of the arrow, Zhang Ze flew to the deepest part of the room.

The tightly closed compartment door became illusory after Zhang Ze arrived. Zhang Ze reached out and tried it, then stepped in.

There was no unwashed Daxiang in the cubicle, only a wall full of ghost portraits.

There are men and women, old and young.

It exists among the demons, humans, and barbarians. Everyone's movements are different, but they are all the most natural expressions in life.

Sit or lie down, drink with friends or have fun with family.

Zhang Ze came closer and found several familiar faces on it.

Not a friend, but a sage.

The Sword Sect’s Second Sword Pavilion’s Liuyun Sword Immortal, Lan Yu.

Taoist Kongyou of Longhu Mountain, Bai Hehe.

The leader of the Ebony Artifact Sect, Ximen Jiucai.

The three-headed demon king, Ye Xiaofeng.

The garrison of Jiangdong in Eastern Qi was Wei Tianqing.

The Venerable Spirit Lamp, Chu Tan.

……

Almost all of them are famous figures and masters who have left their names in the history of the four continents.

Zhang Ze looked at these portraits and recalled the legend about the man of destiny.

Every era has its own destined people. They are extremely talented, chosen by heaven, and shoulder a destiny.

They will lead the changes of the times and pave the way for future generations.

And this is the truth about destiny.

They are all executors. They are selected by the system to perform all tasks and receive all feedback.

The system achieved its purpose through equal exchange, and these talented individuals took advantage of the system's power to go one step further.

And at the right time, everything will leave them, and all memories related to everything will be erased, completely hiding the existence of the system.

The commonalities and strange words and expressions of this generation have become secret legends about the man of destiny.

"So... where am I?" Zhang Ze started looking for his portrait.

Logically speaking, I should also be on the list.

Not long after, Zhang Ze found his own portrait at the bottom of the wall.

She doesn't look good, but rather a bit vulgar.

It can be seen that everyone is very upset with themselves.

"Did you do it on purpose or by accident?" Zhang Ze asked.

"Can you change to someone more handsome?"

No one said anything, indicating that they would never change.

There is nothing else in this room except these portraits. I wonder why such a large room is needed if it is just for hanging portraits.

However, his system couldn't speak, so Zhang Ze couldn't ask any questions.

Besides, wasn't it you who asked me to come find the old guy?
If this is Tongtong's home, then it should also be its home.

So when did it come home?

Where are you now?
After exiting the cubicle, Zhang Ze pinched his chin and was in a dilemma.

He was wondering whether he should satisfy his curiosity first and continue exploring this system home, or go find the old stuff first.

He really wanted to know what Tongtong's true form looked like.

At the same time, just as Zhang Ze was thinking, the door of the compartment behind him suddenly became illusory, and a big silver hand stretched out.

Silently, a blind silver-white giant stepped out of the compartment.

The giant was wearing silver armor, and silver flames danced behind him.

"Bald donkey! How dare you chase me here! Die!"

The silver giant raised his fist and punched Zhang Ze.

If Meow Meow was here, she would be able to tell that it was the voice of the 'old man' at once.

(End of this chapter)