Chapter 1 The Tinder

The tiny flame leaped up, burning the entire matchstick, and the wish came true.

This was what Zhang Yuanqing expected. Without involving the core mechanisms of Lingjing, the matchbox could affect Lingjing.

The rules of Lingjing were to enter a dungeon once a month, with an interval of more than half a month each time. He was about to enter Lingjing soon, and the power of the wish only brought forward the time of the dungeon's descent by a day or two.

As the match burned out, amidst the curling smoke, Zhang Yuanqing heard the Lingjing prompt:

[Ding, Lingjing map is opening, the Lingjing you are entering this time is "Decisive Battle of Chang'an", number: 69]

[Difficulty Level: B]

[Type: Single (Death Class)]

[Main Quest: Kill ten Yin creatures.]

[Introduction to Lingjing No. 69: The son of the Ghost King Sect's master died at the hands of the Bul良帅 (literally "Bad Commander," a historical title) several months ago. Sect Master Ao Cang was unwilling to accept this, so on the day of the Ghost Festival on the fifteenth of the seventh month, when the gates of hell were wide open, he led a hundred ghosts on a night parade, wreaking havoc in Chang'an, intending to kill the Bul良帅.]

[Note: Non-Lingjing items cannot be brought in.]

The Lingjing prompt ended, and as expected, there was no countdown.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the three enemies who were secretly on guard and said coldly, "See you later!" After saying that, he disappeared from the sight of the three Chunyang (Pure Yang) sect leaders.

Almost in the next second, the Sixth Elder of the Southern Sect raised his head and screamed, using a mental attack.

The Third Guardian summoned the Lie Ri (Scorching Sun), and the dazzling golden light illuminated the cabin—the sun restrains the Taiyin (yin energy), which could reveal the figure of the Night Watchman.

However, the cabin was empty, and Yuanshi Tianzun (Primordial Celestial Honored One) had really disappeared.

Not teleportation, not Night Watch, he had disappeared.

"Where is he? Where is he?" the Chunyang sect leader screamed. "Damn it, damn it!" As half a madman, his emotional management skills had always been poor, and he never expected that the cooked duck would fly away like this.

The Third Guardian put away the Scorching Sun, paused for a second, and said uncertainly, "What did he say just now?"

The Sixth Elder repeated Yuanshi Tianzun's words in a low voice: "I wish my single-player Lingjing could descend immediately."

The Chunyang sect leader's scream stopped abruptly, and his big, eye-shadowed, false-eyelashed eyes widened. "He, he entered Lingjing?"

The Sixth Elder said, "Incredible, but that's exactly what happened. Otherwise, how could he break the prohibition of the item? If he had a Ruler-level teleportation item, he wouldn't have stayed until now."

"Damn it, damn it, damn it," the Chunyang sect leader shouted again.

In the next second, he put away all his expressions and sneered with a gloomy expression: "When he comes out of the dungeon, he will still be on the plane, just lingering on."

Lingjing Xingzhe (Lingjing Explorers) enter the dungeon from a certain place, and that's where they come out.

The Third Guardian, with a pale face, said, "But he has a teleportation item, which can escape the dungeon."

"No," the Sixth Elder's voice was cold, and the eyes under the hood contained extreme, manic emotions, but his mind was incredibly calm: "He has Ruler-level consumables, so many top-quality items, the dungeon he entered must be Ruler-level. Wait, he will still come out, of course, he may also die directly in the dungeon."

The Chunyang sect leader muttered to himself, his pretty face sinking.

His hunt for Yuanshi Tianzun was not purely about grievances, but for the power of a Human Immortal.

If Yuanshi Tianzun died in the dungeon, wouldn't all his efforts be in vain?

The Third Guardian said, "Ruler-level dungeons take a long time."

"If Yuanshi Tianzun doesn't return to Songhai for a day, the elders of the Songhai branch will definitely react. We don't have time to delay. My suggestion is to fly the plane back to the headquarters of the Bingjiao (Military Religion)."

"Fly back to the Southern Sect headquarters!" the Sixth Elder said coldly.

The two Rulers glared at each other.

"You better not fight among yourselves here. If the plane is destroyed, Yuanshi Tianzun's return location will be ten thousand meters in the air. When he wants to escape, no one can stop him," the Chunyang sect leader said.

After a pause, he continued: "If the Songhai branch reacts and notifies the Five Elements Alliance headquarters, given that Marshal's attention to Yuanshi Tianzun, he will definitely come in person. Your Southern Sect only has one demigod, while the Northwest is the Bingjiao headquarters, with Asura, the Fear King, and several Rulers of the Dark Night Rose. If that White Tiger Marshal dares to come, he will be dead."

The Sixth Elder was silent for a few seconds and snorted coldly, "Pledge your Ruler-level item to me."

The Chunyang sect leader smiled sweetly, "No problem!"

He opened the door of the service room, beckoned, summoned the miniature board game, and handed it to the Sixth Elder.

The picture went from blurry to clear, and Zhang Yuanqing found himself on a bluestone-paved street.

On both sides of the street were buildings with uneven heights, and the black tiles and flying eaves outlined the ancient architectural style.

At this time, the moon was on the willow branches, and the buildings were brightly lit, with the sound of silk and bamboo instruments, women's laughter, and men's clear chanting.

Obviously, he had entered the dungeon and come to ancient times.

"Li Jun, what are you dazing about!"

Someone pushed him from behind, and Zhang Yuanqing turned his head to look. Behind him stood two young men.

The one who pushed him was a young man with triangular eyes, wearing a headscarf and a round-necked, short-sleeved robe that only reached the knees.

A copper plate hung around his waist, vaguely showing the words "Bul良人" (Bad People).

The other young man was burly, with a face full of horizontal flesh, the same decoration, and the same waist card hanging around his waist.

Both of them had fierce eyebrows and eyes, and their expressions were fierce, and they didn't look like kind people.

The young man with triangular eyes was holding a short knife in his hand, while the burly young man was holding a bamboo tube, and the short knife was hanging on his waist.

In addition, their arms were bulging, as if they were stuffed with a lot of things.

Li Jun, Li Jun... A memory suddenly flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind. His current identity was Li Jun, a Bad Person of the Great Tang Dynasty, who was good at stealth and exorcising ghosts, and had learned the art of plucking feathers from a passing goose.

A few years ago, he fell into a trap during a burglary and was arrested by the government.

The government cherished his talent, and considering that he had not committed any heinous crimes, they made him a Bad Person's commander.

The two young men behind him were also Bad People. The triangular-eyed one was called Fu Xin'ou, and the one with a face full of horizontal flesh was called Xi Bai. Both of them were highly skilled thugs with bad records.

"Li Jun, are you talking! "Fu Xin'ou, who pushed him, frowned and said, "The gates of hell are wide open during the Ghost Festival, and the entire Chang'an is full of Yin energy. We are ordered to guard Pingkang Fang (district), and those we are guarding are all dignitaries. If there is a mistake, you and I will lose our heads."

Zhang Yuanqing responded coldly, "I know, no need to say more."

So the three continued to patrol Pingkang Fang.

Pingkang Fang was 1022 meters east-west and 500 meters north-south, covering a total area of about 500,000 square meters. It was not enough to patrol such a large area with just three people.

In addition to the three Bad People, there were also soldiers patrolling the neighborhood, wearing armor and holding sharp weapons.

During the patrol, Xi Zhe raised the bamboo tube from time to time and slowly scanned the surroundings, including the eaves of the houses along the road.

This was his magic weapon, and through the bamboo tube, he could see Yin souls and evil spirits, and capture Yin energy.

Zhang Yuanqing looked around, pretending to be serious about patrolling, but cursed in his heart.

Lingjing No. 69 - Decisive Battle of Chang'an, was a Tang Dynasty dungeon.

The Tang Dynasty corresponded to the Ruler level, and he had entered an 8th-level Ruler dungeon.

"If it's a Ruler-level dungeon, then the teleportation jade talisman can't be used." He felt anxious in his heart.

Zhang Yuanqing's initial idea was to make a wish to the match to enter the dungeon, and then strike the second match to wish for a teleportation jade talisman, and use the teleportation jade talisman to escape Lingjing and return to reality.

In this way, he would at most fall back to level five.

He still had one or two gang dungeons that he hadn't cleared, and if he entered another A-level dungeon next month, he could easily make up for the loss and return to level six.

As long as he could escape this ambush, everything would be worth it.

"Holding the Five Elements Spiritual Power Experience Card, with the Yata Mirror lying in the item bar, and Little Red Riding Hood full of Saint and Ruler-level materials, plus my top-quality items, it seems not surprising to be matched to a Ruler-level dungeon."

He gritted his teeth and looked around cautiously, only feeling that endless killing intent lurked in the dark night.

The main task was to kill ten Yin creatures. According to the strength of the dungeon, they were probably all Ruler-level. Even if Night Watchers were born to restrain wraiths, it was still an impossible task to kill ten Yin creatures in a row.

Unless he attracted ten Yin creatures at once and then activated the experience card to clear the monsters, it would be impossible to complete the task and he would definitely die.

But in this way, even if I complete the task, when I leave the dungeon and return to reality, without the experience card, I won't even have the ability to struggle.

This is over. The real-world crisis has not been resolved, and he has entered a Ruler-level dungeon. Zhang Yuanqing smiled bitterly.

While patrolling, he pondered ways to survive.

The first thing to do in this situation was to survive in the dungeon, and then find a way to solve the real-world predicament.

Since it was a Ruler-level dungeon, was it possible to obtain Ruler-level power in the dungeon?

"Spiritual servants are definitely not feasible. My strength cannot control Ruler-level wraiths, and I will only be devoured to death. Yin corpses are the same... Directly obtain items from the dungeon? There are few Ruler-level items, and there cannot be any in a B-level dungeon."

Zhang Yuanqing thought hard for a long time, and his eyes suddenly lit up, thinking of the Three Dao Mountain Mother.

"I almost forgot my beloved Mother. I do have a way to summon her in the dungeon, but the last time she said in the Cliff Mountain Sea that she would not help me in the dungeon. Women are always soft-hearted, just coax her."

Zhang Yuanqing was thinking when he suddenly heard Xi Zhe, who was holding up the bamboo tube to look out, hum coldly, "The Ghost King Sect Master is about to massacre Chang'an, and these official masters are still indulging in pleasure with prostitutes."

It is worth mentioning that Pingkang Fang was one of the most famous neighborhoods in Chang'an. It was adjacent to the East Market, one of the two major markets, to the east, and adjacent to the Chongren Fang, where literati and scholars gathered, to the north, and the Xuanyang Fang, where high-ranking officials and dignitaries lived, to the south.

Taking advantage of this natural geographical advantage, Pingkang Fang became Chang'an's famous brothel, and those who came here to spend money were all rich merchants, officials, and candidates for the imperial examination.

The triangular-eyed Fu Xin'ou said lightly, "The Bul良帅 is valued by the Holy One and has more and more power. He is also a rare Five Virtues body. These wine bags and rice sacks feel threatened, and may be expecting the Ghost King to start a killing spree in Chang'an so that they can take the opportunity to submit a letter impeaching him and remove the Bul良帅."

The background of this mission was the revenge of the Ghost King Sect Master. The Ghost King Sect was a behemoth entrenched in the north, and Sect Master Ao Cang was the number one expert in the northern border, with unparalleled skills in controlling ghosts and refining corpses.

Ao Cang's only son, relying on his father's power, ran rampant in the northern border, oppressing the people. A few months ago, he came to Chang'an to kill people and refine corpses, and to humiliate women. He was captured by the Bul良帅 and beheaded at Caishikou.

After Ao Cang learned the news, he immediately released harsh words, saying that he would make the Bul良帅 pay with blood and make the people of Chang'an be buried with him.

As the Ghost Festival approached, strange things happened one after another in Chang'an City, and evil spirits and Yin souls disturbed the people's hearts.

The imperial court immediately strengthened its defenses, and important neighborhoods were patrolled by experts.

The Bul良帅's political enemies seized the opportunity to impeach him frequently, demanding that the Holy One execute the Bul良帅 to appease the Ghost King's anger.

Bul良帅, Five Virtues Body... Zhang Yuanqing's heart moved, and he remembered the "Bul良人" waist card he got in the Five Elements Chaos dungeon.

According to the waist card's attribute introduction, its owner was a supreme being who practiced the power of the Five Elements, which matched the description of the Bul良帅.

With this thought, Zhang Yuanqing opened the item bar and quietly took out the five-colored waist card, showing it to his two companions, and said, "Do you recognize this waist card?"

Fu Xin'ou and Xi Bai took a closer look, their expressions changed drastically, and they exclaimed, "How can the Bul良帅's waist card be on you?"

"It really is the waist card of that Bul良帅. So, the one sleeping under the abyss altar in the Five Elements Secret dungeon that Brother Bing and Lian Sanyue entered was the Bul良帅? In that case, the Bul良帅 should not be seen in the Decisive Battle of Chang'an dungeon."

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes flickered slightly, and he thought of a lot in an instant.

"Unfortunately, if the Bul良帅 was also in the dungeon, with my skill of bowing down, I would definitely be able to fleece some wool, so there would be no need to summon the Mother."

"First, fool the two Bad People."

So, Zhang Yuanqing's expression became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "The Bul良帅 has given me a task, and the details cannot be told to you. Next, you must cooperate with me without reservation and obey orders. If there is a mistake in the task, you two will lose your heads."

Fu Xin'ou and Xi Zhe looked at each other, both surprised and suspicious. They couldn't figure out why an ordinary Li Jun could be valued by the Bul良帅 and even be given the waist card symbolizing his identity.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes turned cold: "What, are you two going to disobey the Bul良帅?"

"Dare not!" The two hurriedly bowed.

Zhang Yuanqing contentedly put away the waist card and said, "You two will protect me. On the order of the Bul良帅, I will summon a master to help. Don't panic when you see the vision."

He didn't have the time or the strength to clear the Ruler-level dungeon, so he planned to directly summon the Three Dao Mountain Mother, tell her about the current predicament, and then lie down and ask for help.

"As you command!" The two bowed.

Zhang Yuanqing then found a secluded place, took out the scroll that could summon the Three Dao Mountain Mother, and opened the gang warehouse to examine it.

He only had one copy of the material to summon the Three Dao Mountain Mother, which was one chance.

If it didn't succeed once, it would really be over.

He usually had very little contact with the Mother, and after the Cliff Mountain Sea, the old woman said a lot of heartless words, such as she would not care about you even if she died, blah blah blah.

So Zhang Yuanqing didn't expect anything from her, and naturally there wouldn't be many materials in the item bar used to set up the summoning ceremony.

He took out the parchment scroll and arranged the materials.

He had just finished the preparatory work when he heard Xi Zhe, who was holding up the bamboo tube to look out, say quickly, "Look!"

At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing noticed a terrifying Yin energy coming and looked in the direction of the sound in shock.

In the gloomy night, a white-clothed woman was standing by the flower bed a dozen meters behind. Her long hair was hanging down, her head seemed to be slumped on her neck, eerie and weird.

The first Yin creature had appeared.