"Your Excellency, your asking price is unaffordable for us, you see......"

Feng Qinglang continued: "I think so, anyway, you can't find any talents for the time being, I heard you say the same thing just now." For the first sign in these seven days, all the magic patterns that need to be solved are wrapped in me, so the cost of recruiting the rest of the magic pattern artists can be saved for the time being. In my opinion, this is still a good deal. ”

The two of them thought about the progress of solving the magic pattern puzzle now, especially the passage in the middle, which was completely stuck, and even the power of their magic pattern academy was out, and the progress was still very worried, but now, Qingqing, or rather, a power comparable to sunshine came......

The recruiter said decisively: "Your Excellency, at this price, I don't have enough authority to give it to you, please allow me to ask the head of our Foreign Affairs Office, and I will come back soon to give you an answer." ”

Feng Qinglang smiled and nodded, agreeing.

"Lose your company for a while!" the recruiter immediately trotted briskly outside the wooden shed, and indeed took the matter very seriously.

It wasn't long before the recruiter returned with a chubby middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had a friendly smile on his face, and he bowed slightly towards Feng Qinglang and said, "Master Qinglang, it is an honor for our Holy Spirit that you can visit our Holy Spirit. ”

Feng Qinglang hurriedly stood up and saluted back, and said in his heart, it was only for a while that he was promoted from Your Excellency to a master.

Someone brought a chair, and the middle-aged man sat next to Feng Qinglang with a smile on his face, and said humbly: "Master Qinglang, it's just a temporary contract signed every seven days, three scarlet lotuses, it's really a bit much, can we discuss one or two more." ”

Feng Qinglang looked at this person, and knew that it was the kind of person who was full of patience, wasting a lot of your time in negotiations, and then putting forward a lot of roundabout plans, and Zuihou might not be able to negotiate cooperation.

So, he said, "Your Excellency, why don't you do this, what kind of magic puzzle are you currently overcoming, if I can help you solve it quickly, then it will prove my worth, and then you will consider making an offer?"

The middle-aged man groaned, and Feng Qinglang added: "Even if I solve it, you are still not satisfied, let's talk about it." ”

This was said quite confidently, not mentioning the possibility if he couldn't solve it, the middle-aged man couldn't help but look at the two recruiters again, although he rushed to find the person who came to him before, patted his chest and assured that this person was likely to be sunny, even if it wasn't, it wouldn't be much worse.

But now, the two recruiters nodded vigorously at the same time, in acknowledgment.

So, the middle-aged man also nodded, since it was recruited externally, the Holy Spirit Underground Palace was no longer a secret, and it was nothing to take Qinglang for a walk.

The campus scenery of the Holy Spirit, the style is similar to the bright light, all of them are ethereal, delicate and beautiful, but they have a major feature, that is, there are all kinds of wood carvings along the way, all of which are exquisite works, and they are the common efforts of the Holy Spirit for generations.

Seeing them coming on fast horses, and a few adults from the Foreign Affairs Office, embracing a young man in the middle, they couldn't help but secretly guess what the origin of this unremarkable guy was.

The West Square, presumably this was originally one of the central activity points of the Holy Spirit People, but now it is surrounded by a high wooden wall, and there are patrolling guards everywhere, when passing through the wooden gate, Feng Qinglang can clearly feel that there are several eyes shooting at him in the surrounding darkness.

This once beautiful square is now in the center of the very discordant digging a large hole, where the Holy Spirit has quickly built a staircase leading to the underground palace. There were more guards at the entrance of the staircase, and it looked like a great enemy.

The middle-aged man greeted the captain on duty, and then led Feng Qinglang down the stairs, the passage was not spacious, barely enough for the three of them to walk side by side, which was a bit unexpected by Feng Qinglang, but a new magic wall lamp had been installed along the way, and he had walked down for nearly three hundred meters, and a small door made of aluminum and gold appeared in front of him.

Such a small door, I am afraid, is only a little larger than the ordinary door, no matter how you look at it, it is not worthy of the Holy Spirit to pay so much attention......

But Feng Qinglang finally became extremely important, because this is the magic steel stone, one of the hardest materials in the world, which happens to be the material at the foot of the Luoyun Mountain Range, under the seat of Zuo Mo Xianxian, and Beatrice had also discussed the material issue with him at that time.

Outside this small door, there is only an old man guarding, Feng Qinglang just glanced at it, and knew that this person was at least the peak of true martial arts, and he was almost able to cross that hurdle......

The middle-aged man walked up to the old man, bowed respectfully, and whispered a few words, and the old man barely stood up from his sleepiness, escaped from a quaint key, also made of magic steel, inserted into the door hole, and opened the small door.

Shijie behind the small door, is actually an incomparably magnificent hall, nearly 100 meters high ceiling, full of ancient carved runes, at the end of both sides of the hall, there are a number of guard sculptures up to 30 meters high, they stand with their hands on the sword, slightly bowing their heads. Standing in it, people can only feel their own extreme insignificance.

In the hall that should have been extremely empty, all kinds of tents of different sizes have been erected, and the number of tents may be enough to temporarily accommodate thousands of people, but these tents can only occupy a small corner at the entrance.

Some people sat around the tent, arguing fiercely about something, and some people stared blankly at some patterns in their hands, completely lost in thought, and when the middle-aged man walked through the tent area, Feng Qinglang could faintly hear some snoring sounds coming from the tent.

The middle-aged man explained: "Some of them are our Holy Spirit people, and some of them are mercenaries who have just been recruited, because there are some strange creatures with offensive power in this dungeon, and we are now clearing them day and night." ”

As if worried about Feng Qinglang's fear, the middle-aged man smiled: "However, what we are going to go towards is a safe road, a road that has been completely cleaned up." ”

At the end of the grand hall there is only one passageway, large enough for more than a dozen luxurious carriages to pass side by side, without the slightest crowding, and here there are still runes of smallpox, and stone carvings of guards on both sides.

Finally walked to the end of this passage, and three more forks appeared, and there were more guards of the Holy Spirit here, and there were even a few large bows and crossbows facing the entrances of the three passages, as if they were worried that something peerless would suddenly rush out of them.

The middle-aged man hurriedly comforted: "It's just for safety, don't worry!"

Feng Qinglang couldn't help laughing, he must be worried that he had run out of courage, and then he was so frightened that he turned around and left.

Walking into the middle of the fork, there are three forks at the end, and the passage at this time is finally not so grand and huge, and the pressure of the space is much less, but the gloomy atmosphere from the distance is much heavier.

Feng Qinglang thought to himself, if the end of each fork in the road will turn into three forks, and so on, what kind of large labyrinth it should be.

At this fork, there were more guards, and even the middle-aged man couldn't help but ask the captain on duty here, "How is the situation today?"

The captain grinned, "It's a good day, no one has died yet." ”

The middle-aged man also smiled with relief, but he felt that this would scare Feng Qinglang, and when he turned his head, he felt that Feng Qinglang was still looking around as when he first came in, like a curious tourist, where did he look like he was under the slightest pressure?

The middle-aged man was very satisfied in his heart, and this calmness could at least ensure that the other party was not affected by those breaths and could work with peace of mind.

He continued to choose the fork in the middle, and this time it didn't take long for him to come to the end, where in addition to the guards, there were several elderly demonic masters, facing the puzzle at the end, thinking hard.

The middle-aged man lowered his voice: "In this passage, it is this puzzle that is blocking our forward exploration work. ”

Feng Qinglang nodded, indicating that he understood, in many treasure mazes in the Stigmata Continent, there are such puzzle locks, and if you unlock them, this wall will open in its own way, allowing you to move on.

There are more than thirty magic patterns on the wall, arranged in a huge cross, but the center point of the intersection is a blank space, and according to experience, you only need to fill in the correct magic pattern in that blank space, and the wall will naturally open.

Every once in a while, there will be a green glow-like brilliance, flowing through these magic patterns, which has a very strange charm.