Full-time Mage: Start by getting the White Tiger Pendant

Chapter 217 Prelude?

In Shanghai, Lu Jun and his party walked out of the airport.

Mo Fan said in a good mood: "Finally back, Dunhuang Burning Original Heat didn't go in vain to get Flame Fairy, but I never thought about it! The monkeys are married, and they didn't call us, not enough brothers."

"Indeed." Lu Jun nodded in admiration, and said, "But didn't he say that he would invite relatives and friends after he takes time off to formally hold a grand wedding when he is on vacation?"

"Hehehe, there are more wolves in the army and less meat, Zhang Xiaohou is in a hurry, get married first to be at ease."

Mo Fan rubbed his chin: "He seems to be transferred from Dongting Lake this time, to the ancient capital? I don't know the year of the monkey to meet again."

"Xiaohou's troops belong to the central government, and they are key training personnel. They are frequently transferred. Maybe they will come to the devil's capital."

Hearing this, Lu Jun responded that he couldn't help having a headache, Zhang Xiaohou still went to the ancient capital as before.

Fortunately, He Yu is not an investigation team. As a water-type healing mage staying in a safe area, he will not die in vain.

And the monkey... He knew that the rock-type spiritual species [Flowing Marsh] in Dongting Lake still fell into Zhang Xiaohou's hands after being resold.

What's more, Lu Jun also specially reminded Zhang Xiaohou that when he goes to the ancient capital to do missions, it is best to have [Grey Garlic] ready at all times.

This thing can cover the breath of strangers, and it can come and go freely among the undead. It is a life-saving thing at critical moments, and the combination of the two is foolproof.

No matter how many, he would be unable to speak. On the one hand, he would not be able to explain the source of the information, and on the other hand, even if Sha Yuan was informed in advance, he might startle the snake.

Because of the core technology of pulling Shayuan, the original book did not reveal it until the end of the disaster of the undead.

There is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days, all he can do is defend and counterattack, and use the advantage of predicting the future to solve the incident perfectly in time.

Even so, after Lu Jun repeatedly reminded Zhang Xiaohou, the other party was quite puzzled, he just covered it up by talking nonsense that he knew the customs of the ancient capital.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaohou's main focus was a simple and honest trust, and he agreed without saying anything.

"Shayuan, undead, ancient king..."

Lu Jun suspected that the method of pulling Shayuan was related to the Dark King.

After all, the magic of the undead comes from the dark plane, and Sarang Yechang's husband is Wen Tai. After falling into the dark plane, he turned into a clone of the dark king. This logic makes sense.

Besides, Wentai's adopted daughter Asha Ruiya, whose pseudonym Ye Meng'e, happened to appear in the ancient capital.

Ye Chang, Ye Meng'e, Ye Xinxia...the relationship is clear at a glance.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Asha Ruiya, the intelligence chief, came to the ancient capital from Europe all the way, so it wouldn't be the Black Vatican and the Trial Council."

Lu Jun guessed that according to the original book, after the disaster happened, the Judgment Council got inexplicably a steady stream of information, which made a powerful contribution to the settlement of the ancient capital's undead abyss incident.

He thought about it carefully, and felt that the key to the matter was Asharuya and Sa Long, and he had to keep an eye on them when he visited the ancient capital.

At the Modu Airport, Mo Fan didn't follow Lu Jun and the others back to the school, he had to send Xinxia to Zhejiang Province.

In this regard, Lu Jun glanced at Xinxia who was sitting in a wheelchair, and deeply felt the complexity of her family background.

It doesn't matter if his mother Sa Lang is a cardinal, but his father Wen Tai is an unprecedented male holy son before the Parthenon Temple, and his righteous sister is unpredictable.

It should be known that the Parthenon Temple is of great significance. Together with the Magic Association of the Five Continents, the Hunter Alliance, and the Holy City, it is known as the eight top forces in the human world, and it is the pinnacle of power.

At the same time, it and the Holy City are listed as the two pillars of the Western world, and both are indispensable.

In the end, the Parthenon is still the leader of white magic, proficient in the four major magic systems of blessing, healing, mind, and plants, especially the blessing system, which monopolizes the world's awakening methods, and is the only one.

Even the domestic Nanrong family, that is, the family from which Nanrong Ni was born, has a blessing system related to the Parthenon Temple.

This is where Lu Jun's coveted national championship award [Praise of God's Seal] comes from.

Xinxia simply eats both black and white, "I am Reborn as the Daughter of Black and White Top Powerful Bosses".

"Tsk tsk, there is still a [Resurrection Divine Soul] hidden in the body, a fetish that the leader of the Parthenon [Goddess] is qualified to possess. The resurrection technique can be performed with this, and it is probably given by Father Wentai."

Lu Jun envied, life is alive, the rivers and lakes are dangerous, who wouldn't want to carry a resurrection armor with them.

The quality of the resurrected soul is better than what he wants to plan in the ancient capital. In addition to its own resurrection technique, it can also summon twelve holy souls, each of which is at the level of forbidden spells.

"The essence of the soul is refined by Athena, a peerless powerhouse in ancient Western times. This mighty and well-qualified emperor has reached the level of master (medium emperor)."

He muttered to himself, he had no idea for the time being, this thing was too involved, how many people were staring at it.

Cardinal Sarang, the Parthenon Temple, and the late Holy Son, the current Dark King Wentai.

Can't be bothered.

Xinxia himself suffered a great disaster due to the resurrection of the soul, and was involved in a huge vortex, not to mention the fact that the soul could not stand up on his legs since he was young.

What awaited after being taken to the Parthenon was one plot after another.

In the end, although he became a big boss who combined black and white, but his heart was cold, he cut black for nothing, and his appearance completely changed. Is it a kind of luck?

Lu Jun looked at the back of Mo Fan pushing Xinxia's wheelchair away, and came to his senses, this was none of his business.

The older sister Lu Mei smiled, and gently stretched out her hand to hold her younger brother, and the two walked home arm in arm.

She is in a good mood, Tangyue, Mr. Lu hasn't given you any presents so far.

But me, my brother, is willing to mobilize the crowd, find a monarch-level elemental wraith to defend me, and get the fire element crystal, do you have it?

Lu Jun didn't know that Lu Mei had a small heart.

After settling down, he couldn't wait to refine the exclusive 'Ghost'.

Inside the White Tiger Pendant, wisps of gray-white catastrophe rose from the blood lake, constantly washing away the ghost woman's soul, and the originally faint blue cluster of fire was infected into a gray-white solidified soul body.

After a while, Lu Jun pulled out the 'raw material'.

A graceful and tall female ghost stands in the room, with exquisite appearance, plump and mature figure, all in white clothes, surrounded by traces of death, and the body that has transformed into soul power exudes majestic spirit and curse fluctuations.

The ghost woman's soul seemed to have returned to her true appearance, and the scorched marks of the calamity fire all over her body faded away.

"The female version of Bai Wuchang? Before the ghost woman was burned, she was quite pretty."

Seeing this, Lu Jun looked at it with great interest.

At this time, the female ghost's beautiful eyes were dull, and her consciousness had been washed away by the white tiger pendant, like a piece of white paper, leaving only the fighting instinct and skills engraved deep in her soul.

You can draw freely on it, do whatever you want, and transform it into the shape you want.

If this is in the hands of some people with special hobbies, I'm afraid I want to be Ning Caichen, the undead knight, the best figure. (such as a white coat)
(End of this chapter)