Chapter 90 Savage Glory (2K Free)
"Waiting for you?" As soon as he approached the port, Song Jingyun saw Tang Junyi.
When Quan Heng was knocked into the map before, this person was standing next to him. Not to mention that Quan Heng even asked him about this person.
Tang Junyi also clearly saw them and nodded indicatively.
"Okay, let's talk. I'll leave first." Song Jingyun said first, "When you go back and send me the coordinates of the anchor point, I think your sequence this time can jump directly to sequence B, right? Sequence B can unlock "Anchor" Click "Share" permission and I will go directly to you. "
These were mentioned in the Beginner's Guide, Quan Heng nodded.
"Song Jingyun... you asked me about Taoist priests before, but I didn't expect that you would actually recruit them now." Tang Junyi and Song Jingyun passed each other and looked at Quan Heng, "As expected of you, it was your first time to participate in a formal game, and you were right there in the whole world. Frontier has made a name for itself.”
"Oh?" Quan Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't it gay?"
"Yes, you are awesome, stop blabbing." Tang Junyi laughed, "Have you decided which club you want to join?"
Quan Heng smiled and said nothing.
"With such a big reputation and a hot potato like "Yujing Beidou" in hand, if you don't settle down as soon as possible... you will be the next one to be targeted by the "ghost". "
Tang Junyi said: "I originally thought you were going to participate in the "single competition", but now it's obvious that you want to win over your teammates to compete in the "team competition." Let's not talk about the team problem, but only talk about the game map information of the global competition. You can't get it without joining the club. arrive. "
They are all top secret and will not be posted on the forum at all. Only core members of the club can browse them freely.
"Speaking of map data...it's now version 3.0," Quan Heng asked, "Is there a pattern to the existence cycle of each territory?"
"Yes, the first two are both six years old," Tang Junyi said. "This year is also the last season of the third version. The S18 Global Championship may usher in a new version. Of course, this is just speculation."
Another "six years".
Quan Heng nodded thoughtfully.
"If you want to participate in the global team competition, you must first get the invitation letter for the global competition, and you must first qualify for the intercontinental competition. The team competitions of the global competition and the intercontinental competition require four starting players, and the starting team must belong to Club, and it is a club that has been established for one season and pays taxes normally.”
Tang Junyi slowly made up his mind, "Oh yes, another friendly reminder: the S18 Intercontinental Championship starts in two weeks."
Quan Heng tilted his eyes, half-smiling but not smiling: "So? What do you want to say, senior?"
"So I want to say: Unless you join the club, you have no chance in S18."
Tang Junyi confirmed:
"The trick you played is called "Phoenix Feilinjiao, Xizhen is waiting for employment" at best, but "feeding a tiger with one's body is the crime of carrying a jade" at worst. Even if it's Ah Xiao... you can still hide it this time. Can you hide it next time? Not to mention there are other smart people out there! Two fists are no match for four hands. Don't fool around with that big boss Song Jingyun! "
The Lu brothers’ club [Wugou Dawn] is avoiding danger, and Quan Heng has no organizational support. He doesn’t know what will happen if he gets the “Jade Capital Beidou”.
"This is really...thank you, senior, for your advice."
Quan Heng looked like he was being taught, but in fact he was indifferent. He smiled slightly and said: "I will consider it carefully. If nothing happens, I will leave first."
"Quan Heng."
"What?" Quan Heng seemed to be fine, stopped and asked with a smile.
"..." Tang Junyi relaxed his shoulders slightly and sighed silently.
He finally understood that Quan Heng looked smooth, but he was definitely a master who would rather be broken than ruined.
Hard to sway, extremely opinionated, and won't take hard or soft advice.
"I know that people who are good enough have their own opinions and are willing to break the shackles of the original civilization and rules - but Quan Heng, you are a potential stock blessed by Gemini, and you will definitely be loved by many Headhunters are on the lookout.
"Don't test human nature, they won't let a potential enemy develop."
Tang Junyi made a last ditch effort, "It's a crime to attract wind if you have a big tree. If you don't have the ability to protect yourself, joining an organization is the best solution. If you can't stand these things, it's better to use these existing forces first, and then slowly Do what you want to do.”
"That's right."
Quan Heng seemed to nod in agreement, "But I have read the Border Territory summary post. There are many high-quality newcomers here, but the number of A and above sequences has remained the same all year round. This conversion ratio is too unreasonable. Seniors, those who entered the Border Territory organization Where have all the high-quality seeds gone?”
She leaned forward, her eyes almost filled with tears, showing compassion and purity.
When he got close, he had a meaningful smile and his voice was soft and low:
"Is it an injured Zhongyong, a blood donation pack, or a silent lamb waiting to be slaughtered?"
Tang Junyi's pupils shrank suddenly and he suddenly looked away.
Quan Heng smiled, slowly straightened up, and the beads on his wrists dangled lightly.
"I don't like this kind of rules, nor do I like this seemingly established option... This place is full of shackles and blood and tears, just like the human world."
Her fingers brushed her forearm. There was no red silk there, but it seemed she could still touch it.
Yanlai Ancient Town brought her too many trivial mysteries and dangers, like a huge mouth of an endless abyss, full of thrilling conspiracies. Lin Shangu had selfish plans for her, and Mo Xiuyue was vague before her death.
But there is one thing that fits her -
"If the rules implemented in the border areas are exploitation and oppression, and the civilization they believe in is hypocrisy and groveling..."
Quan Heng raised his eyes and looked at Tang Junyi with cold eyes.
She rarely looks at people with these piercing eyes, and it is her rule to hide a knife in her smile. But perhaps it is the inexplicable irritability and uneasiness after the game, and her ambition is undoubtedly revealed at this moment, which makes people tremble.
Tang Junyi's mind went blank for a moment, and he could only hear the words in his ears clearly and deafeningly.
“Then let Him witness—my savage and glorious glory.”
…
"Uncle Song!"
The little Taoist priest gave a crisp cry and stumbled away from the master and ran towards Song Jingyun.
"Oh," Song Jingyun picked up the little Taoist priest and spun him around, smiling, "Are you getting fat again? Have you practiced well with your master?"
"Luo Qing has it! Seriously!" the little Taoist priest said proudly, "Uncle Master will teach Luo Qing how to draw talismans later!"
"Okay, okay, teach, teach." Song Jingyun responded, put the person down and looked at the other Kun Dao.
"Senior brother." The Taoist priest saluted.
Song Jingyun returned the favor with cupped fists.
One yin and one yang are called Tao, and in the practice of Kun Tao, men and women are equal and have the same etiquette.
"Master Tai is waiting for you," she said.
Song Jingyun was slightly startled and laughed: "As expected of Master."
He lowered his head and touched his little nephew's head, "Good boy, go with your master first."
The little Taoist priest nodded obediently and watched Song Jingyun leave. Then he looked up at the master and asked in a low voice: "Master, I still want to eat candied haws."
"No," the master said sternly, "You can only start after you have mastered the techniques taught today!"
…
"Master, I'm in!"
Song Jingyun knocked on the door a few times symbolically, and heard the laughter of the old Taoist priest inside, "Fu Sheng, come in quickly."
Fusheng is Song Jingyun's nickname, and now only Master can be called that.
Song Jingyun pushed the door open and saw the master in purple robes drawing talismans.
"Master?" Song Jingyun was stunned and asked in shock, "Didn't you seal the pen? Why are you even wearing robes today..."
"Hey, I haven't exhausted my skills yet." The old Taoist priest smiled, "I just met an old friend, so wearing robes is considered respectful."
Old friend? Why is this old friend wearing cassocks?
Song Jingyun just nodded, walked around the desk to take a look, and praised with an "ouch": "Your master's skill in talisman painting has not diminished. It is dozens of times better than the younger me. Master is still master."
"You are the only one who can talk." The old Taoist priest smiled, "What happened to you when you came back to see me this time?"
Song Jingyun said sheepishly: "I met someone and did a simple fortune telling on the way. His fate is very strange."
"Why is it weird?" The old Taoist priest touched his white beard, "The hexagrams overlap and it's hard to guess the fate?"
Song Jingyun was startled, looked up at the old master who was there, touched the back of his head and smiled bitterly: "Do you know everything?"
"Yes, I also know that you juniors are bored in the palace, so you form a team to play games." The old Taoist priest pointed at Song Jingyun, with a smile in his words, "If you can't beat me, just settle it. Isn't this called... cheating? "
"Hahaha... you still know about cheats." Song Jingyun laughed dryly, "Then if you know her fate, can you tell the cheats away?"
"I know," the old Taoist priest sighed slightly and nodded: "I also know that you are divining the future, but I am at a loss, and the good or bad has not yet come out."
Song Jingyun slowly suppressed his smile and responded "Yes" in a low voice.
"Complaining too much will prevent heartbreak. It is better to keep an eye on things. Fusheng, it is a good thing that you value friendship, but you don't have to worry too much about me and your master."
The old Taoist sighed:
"All living beings are born with great joys and sorrows in this world. This is the destiny. Your senior brother died young due to unsuccessful pursuit of the Tao. This is not a grudge. Don't be constrained by this and give up on your own Tao."
"Furthermore, practitioners cultivate compassion and seek peace and stability on the road. If troubled times are ahead, how can they stay out of trouble and stand aside due to selfish desires?"
Song Jingyun lowered his eyes and remained silent.
"If you want to join the world and seek a way to break the situation, you must devote yourself to this way without hesitation." The old Taoist priest said earnestly, "Since you are invited by someone with extraordinary destiny, why not go with this little friend and work together to seek the way in troubled times?"
"I understand," Song Jingyun bowed and said sincerely, "Thank you, Master."
"So the Taoist Master has decided to cooperate with me?"
Quan Heng raised his hand to pour tea, pushed the celadon cup in front of Song Jingyun, and said with a smile: "I thought it would take a while, but I didn't expect it was only half an hour."
Song Jingyun took the tea cup and said, "Because I am happy to do things."
What's more, the master has spoken.
"I just didn't expect that an old fox like you could really share the "anchor" with me. "
Song Jingyun looked at the elegant layout of the entire room, looking restrained and simple, but the double-sided embroidered screen, the four treasures of the study, the ink-painted mountain carvings, and the ornaments on the table were all made of filigree inlays and engravings, all of which were made by the most luxurious masters. Priceless treasure.
Rich Lord.
Song Jingyun sighed inwardly, and paused when his eyes glanced at the wheelchair, "Your legs...?"
"It's useless," Quan Heng smiled, "It's useless."
"……Feel sorry."
Quan Heng just shook his head, "What does it have to do with the Taoist Priest?"
"Oh, yes, this Heavenly Master Talisman is for you." Song Jingyun took out the talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Quan Heng, "The talisman my master drew is a talisman that can be worshiped by serious gods to ward off evil spirits."
"Okay," Quan Heng accepted with a smile, "Thank you, the old Taoist Master, for me."
"fine."
"By the way," Song Jingyun thought for a while, "I said before that I would play S18, but the team battle must be based on the organization that has completed a full season. This is because the approval qualification cannot be omitted. There are still 3 to 6 starters. Do you have an idea?"
"In a sense, I don't lack people," Quan Heng pondered, "Now I just need an empty shell of a club, just like acquiring a rundown listed company."
Quan Heng turned his Buddhist beads and looked up, "But I have done a lot of blood transfusions, so this is not a big problem."
What blood transfusion? What shell? Where is the empty shell? !
Song Jingyun was confused, thinking he had heard it wrong: "What? What did you just say?"
Quan Heng did not intend to elaborate.
"Don't worry, Taoist priest," Quan Heng put his elbows on both sides of the wheelchair, "Don't worry about these things, I'll take care of them."
Song Jingyun frowned, with a bad feeling: "You don't want to gamble..."
Quan Heng smiled: "Taoist priest, the tea is getting cold."
Seeing that she didn't want to talk more, Song Jingyun also changed the subject: "Although it's cooperation, it's also employment. Brothers should settle accounts clearly. Since you said to add a zero, then I won't be polite, one million each..."
"One million for one map, ten million for a high-difficulty map. The difficulty is not based on the system standard, but only on the Taoist priest's subjective experience." Quan Heng continued.
Fuck, fuck, I'm so valuable!
Song Jingyun swallowed the "one million monthly subscription" that was about to come to his mouth, and the silky turn was sonorous and powerful: "I have been wandering for half my life, and I have never met a wise master. Now I am willing to worship as my godfather!"
Quan Heng: "..."
It's not necessary.