Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 252: Good Names Are Given by Dogs

Zhang Ze’s intelligence network is very complex.

There is some gossip from Brother Feng, and a short essay by Song Qingpao.

Qianji Pavilion has its own intelligence channels, and the intelligence of Jianzong and Longhu Mountain is also shared with him to a certain extent.

Recently, Zhang Ze has gained a new channel.

That's the system.

Zhang Ze always felt that there was something wrong with his system, and he didn't know whether it was his own problem or the system's problem.

Other people's systems are like brothers working together, and their strength is unbreakable. They plan the route for the protagonist clearly. If the protagonist does not cause trouble, the system will cause trouble. They build the foundation and fight the golden elixir, and the golden elixir kills the god.
But my own system is a mess.

Just like a cat, you forget about me, I come out, meow a few times, and then slip away somewhere else.

You thought I was not here, but when you touched the house, you found cat hair everywhere.

In addition, Zhang Ze himself also has problems. Except for the beginning when he was very active in completing tasks, he is now becoming more and more lazy.

Except for writing that crappy book, he outsourced all the long-term tasks with just one click and automatically collected the results.

These are short-term tasks that I’ll do when I’m bored, but they’re not worth writing about.

The most used space is the trial space. Zhang Ze has been making sustainable free use of the system and turned the fitting room in the mall into Xiao Zhang Miaomiao House.

Maybe he felt very embarrassed, so after Zhang Ze stopped looking for the prehistoric monsters and stopped climbing the tower, Tongjiang developed a new function for himself.

Daily intelligence.

When Zhang Ze saw this new module, he felt that Tongjiang was also a patchwork freak.

Since I am so good at sewing, it should take half the responsibility.

But what's even more perverted is that, perhaps out of dissatisfaction with his own neglect, Zhang Ze has to read these daily intelligence reports even if he doesn't want to.

Because a little red dot will pop up, and if you don't look at it, you can't click it away.

Zhang Ze couldn't bear it at all.

But if it were just that, it would be fine, but the most perverted thing is that this information started from five hundred years ago.

More than 300,000 pieces of outdated intelligence really made Zhang Ze feel numb.

That is to say, he has now reached the Golden Core stage and is still running on multiple cores, otherwise he would have been in trouble for these outdated information.

But after eliminating some useless information, such as five taels of silver under the bridge at the entrance of Xiaoguan Village, turnips at a special price today in Gazi Town, and Brother Wang picking up a Qingxin Pill, Zhang Ze actually gained some information.

During the time he and his junior sister were hiding in the Beast Taming Ring, he found a piece of information related to the secret rudder that had lost contact with the Hundred Demons Sect.

A piece of information from forty years ago.

[It is rumored that a secret realm has appeared in Fengling City. The Muyu Sect and Muyu Zhenren hold the key clues.]

The Muyu Sect is the little invisible rudder of the Baiyao Sect that has lost contact.

Taoist Mu Yu is their leader, known as the Golden Core Junior in public, and the Yuanying Leader of the Bai Yao Sect in secret.

Forty years ago, Taoist Mu Yu discovered that secret place, but it seems that he did not report it to the headquarters of the Hundred Demons Sect.

According to Song Qingpao's essay, the last time this Taoist Mu Yu received contact was last year, during the period when the Hundred Demons Sect's headquarters ordered him to lie dormant.

After that, there was no news.

Zhang Ze felt that those people might have sneaked into the secret realm of Fengling City.

Fengling City is not a city, nor is it in Lingzhou, but a lawless area next to Lingzhou.

The area was affected by Zhongzhou and became barren, but it was not as bad as Zhongzhou. Within a few hundred miles of Fengling City, there was only yellow sand and huge rocks that were arched out of the earth due to changes in the earth's veins.

Under the influence of the strong wind, those huge rocks were blown into various shapes. From a distance, they looked like ghost caves, and when the wind blew, they sounded like ghosts and wolves howling.

This large area was named Wind Chime City.

As for why it is Fengling City and not Guiling City, it is because the name was given by a saint from Tianzong, who thought the name Fengling sounded nice.

At this time, Zhang Ze and Chen Qin, dressed as an old couple, were sailing downstream. In half a day, they would reach the border of Fengling City from another direction.

According to Zhang Ze's speculation, the sect master and his wife must be waiting for him in Lingzhou. If the Muyu Sect is still in Lingzhou, the sect master only needs to make a small move and he won't have to worry.

If they are hiding in Fengling City, then my junior sister and I will come here to investigate.

Whether it's just a small achievement or buying some time to wait for the sect leader to calm down, it's all good.

However, speaking of secret realms, Zhang Ze actually has always had a question, which is why the secret realms in our Sizhou area can never be fully explored.

From the ancient times to the present, tens of thousands of years have passed, how come there are still so many secrets to explore.

"My dear, how come this secret realm has never been fully explored?" In the upper cabin of the big ship, Zhang Ze poured a cup of tea for Chen Qin.

Hearing Zhang Ze's address, Chen Qin burst out laughing. She twisted her white hair and said, "Old man, you are so stupid. How can you possibly dig out all the secret realms?"

Chen Qin actually asked her father this question.

The reason why it cannot be fully mined is very simple, that is, the secret realm has been passed down for three generations, and the realm still exists even though people are gone.

The secret place you just discovered may have passed through the hands of countless people.

Today it is called the Moon Emperor Shrine, but a few hundred years ago, it might have been called the Hehuan Cave Heaven, and a few thousand years ago, it might have been a place where some powerful man raised pigs.

And there are two types of secret realms.

One type is created by nature, and some of them will change position over time or be reset with one click.

The other type is made by the hands of some big guys who have nothing better to do.

These handmade secret realms account for eighty percent of the secret realms in the world.

The sect leader often plays in the secret realm when he is free, and then puts some small gadgets and magic weapons called the Ten Divine Weapons in it, waiting for the right person.

I've heard that some people even place magical artifacts like sound transmission jade inside, pretending to be an old man in the ring, giving instructions from afar. However, these handcrafted secret realms can be both good and bad. They could be gifts from the elders of the six sects, or they could be the work of some not-quite-dead evil cultivator fishing for treasure.

It all depends on luck.

As for the reason for doing this, the leader said it was for sustainable development.

Since we all came this way, we have to leave something for future generations.

Today, the six paths of the human race have undergone countless geniuses' deductions and improvements, and their resource consumption is no longer the same as in the past.

It is long past the era of taking one foundation-building pill during the foundation-building stage and 100 million foundation-building pills during the Nascent Soul stage.

In the later stages, the functions of those natural treasures are more about external improvement, used to make magical instruments, heal injuries, or assist in the deduction and practice of Taoism.

Since I can’t use it all myself, I might as well give it to my disciples and future generations.

Make sure that the Yuanying first leads the others, and strive for a hundred flowers to bloom before paving a new path for the human race.

Of course, this is the opinion of most people in the six sects. There are definitely people who don’t think so, such as the Hundred Demons Sect and some evil cultivators.

But this doesn’t matter because the Six Sects have big fists.

If you explain the rules to the six sects, the six sects will also explain them to you.

But if you play double standards and act like a hooligan with the Six Sects, then the Six Sects will tell you what it means to have the bigger fist and be right.

"This is what happened." Chen Qin stood behind Zhang Ze and pinched his shoulders, just like a real old couple.

Lingzhou.

The sect leader, who had changed his appearance, was now standing on a piece of ruins. It should have been the remains of a mountain gate and looked quite new.

Lingzhou is vast, sparsely populated and has few resources. If Yaowang Valley or the Beast Taming Sect were in charge of this place, they would probably turn it into a botanical garden or a zoo.

But unfortunately, it was Tianzong who governed Lingzhou.

The people of Tianzong fit the image of immortal cultivators in Zhang Ze's traditional concept.

That is, everyone looks cold and icy, like a walking air conditioner. This has nothing to do with their original personality; after embarking on the Tianzong path, everyone becomes like this.

Therefore, they usually don't pay much attention to many things in the areas under their jurisdiction, especially places like Lingzhou where there are not many people.

"Is this the Muyu Sect?" asked Captain Chen, who was pretending to be an ordinary disciple of the Sword Sect.

Behind him stood a sickly-looking male disciple. "Yes, this is the original site of the Muyu Sect. They were the sect where the patriarch cultivated his weapons. They moved away last year, leaving the place empty overnight. The remaining mountain gate was demolished by some nearby independent cultivators, and the remaining items in the sect were looted."

Although this disciple has a cold face, he really talks a lot.

"This senior brother from the Sword Sect is here to buy wooden fish, right? I still have a few here. If you need them urgently, I'll give them to you. Each one costs one hundred spirit stones."

"Muyu?" Captain Chen didn't understand.

He thought that the Mu Yu Sect was a random name, but he didn't expect that there really was a wooden fish.

After all, the four continents are too big and there are too many people, so it is not uncommon for dogs to be given good names.

Some sects have no choice but to pick a name at random, and he thought the Muyu Sect was one of them.

"Hey, aren't you here to buy a wooden fish?" Seeing Chen Qianhu's confusion, the Tianzong disciple explained, "A wooden fish is a wooden fish. It's a magical instrument refined by the Muyu Sect. Holding it in your hand can cause the surrounding spiritual energy to vibrate, helping cultivators perceive the changes in the surrounding spiritual energy."

"No need. Do you know where the Muyu Sect went?" Captain Chen asked again.

The Tianzong disciple shook his head and said, "I don't know."

A town outside Fengling City.

Although there are not many living things in the Fengling area, there are many mineral deposits. There are also several strange-looking monsters in the desert, so there are some wandering cultivators who come here to try their luck.

There are many monks in this nameless town, and the items sold in the town market are basically various magical instruments and materials.

The two men acted separately. Zhang Ze, dressed as an old man, stopped in front of a stall. He looked at the wooden fish on the stall that was constantly chrysalis and asked.

"What is this?"

The owner of the stall was a middle-aged man with a pair of rat-like whiskers twitching. Noticing the customers coming, he quickly stood up and greeted them.

"You have a really good eye. This thing is a treasure. I found it in Wind Bell City. It can cause spiritual vibrations, assist in cultivation, and make rapid progress every day! If you like it, take it for a bargain."

This thing looked strange. Zhang Ze thought about asking Qianji Pavilion to crack it and change its shape. Maybe he could sell it as a new product in a porn chain store.
"How much?" Zhang Ze asked.

"Two hundred spirit stones!" replied the middle-aged monk.

"It's too expensive, goodbye." After saying that, Zhang Ze turned and left.

"Hey, senior, please don't go. We can discuss it. If you don't like this, then look at something else." The middle-aged monk stood up and wanted to pull Zhang Ze's sleeve, but was blocked by an invisible wall of air.

Seeing that this man's cultivation was much higher than his own, the middle-aged monk sneered and gave up the idea of ​​tricking the outsider.

"Senior, please don't leave. I'll tell you the truth."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ze turned around and motioned for the middle-aged monk to continue.

"This thing is a legitimate product of the Muyu Sect. Although it's not something valuable, it can be used for something, you know, that thing.

“So this thing is in high demand. Normally, it can be sold for thirty spirit stones each, but the Wooden Fish Sect moved away last year, and no one knows where they went. So now new wooden fish are becoming increasingly scarce.

"This thing can still be sold at its normal price of fifty spirit stones, but I want to be your friend. I'll sell you this last new item for twenty spirit stones. Just consider it as a friendship fee.

"Please take care of my business these days."

After giving the monk twenty spirit stones and putting the wooden fish into the treasure bag, Zhang Ze spoke.

"You are quite good at talking. Tell me what interesting things have happened in Fengling City recently." After saying that, he picked up a piece of gray ore from the ground.

"Then you can come. There have been some strange things happening in Fengling City recently."

(End of this chapter)