Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythical Card Groups

Chapter 134 [Qiaoshan Ghost and Zhu Yingtai] [Lame Old Taoist in Yellow Robe]

"Good guy, this is more efficient than the Falcon."

Seeing the effect of the mountain ghost's attack, Ji Nian couldn't help but be stunned.

Although they all have the abilities of the N-T-R series, Shangui, Qiye, and General Zeng are completely two extremes.

One is walking and singing all the way, and the little animals actively follow him; the other is a strongman locking the "man" and dragging him over with ties.

Even if the two serve the same purpose and are carried out with completely opposite cores, they will have different effects.

"good."

Ji Nian made a simple comment, and then with lightning speed, he took action and caught a bird that was shaking its head to listen to the little girl singing.

"I guess it's chicken, duck, goose or something like that. Once baked, doesn't it taste better than canned food and compressed biscuits?"

Just as he was handling the birds with swift movements, he saw billowing black clouds pressing down on the ground, the sound of thundering horse hooves was heard, a puff of dust and smoke was stirred up, and General Zeng led his troops back.

"This is just a ghost horse. If it were replaced by an ordinary cavalry, running all the way, the horse's legs would probably be broken."

Ji Nian made a casual remark, and when he looked around, he saw that each of the cavalrymen had countless chains wrapped around their arms. The evil spirits in the mountains were tied to the other side, being dragged along by them.

I almost died the second time.

"General Zeng, Agui, come here and help me."

With the help of these two great gods, Ji Nian quickly built a slightly rough stone cage.

Then he copied the idea of ​​"Plants vs. Zombies" and created a bunch of mushrooms with different functions that feed on the yin energy and resentment.

"Hey, aren't mushrooms fungi? How can they be considered plants?"

Thinking of this question, Ji Nian couldn't help but think deeply.

But then he thought about it, wouldn't it be convenient for him, so he didn't care about it.

Only two strong men with big muscles and round waists were allowed to lock the evil mountain spirit with ferocious eyes, irrationality, and almost cannibalism into a cage.

The strength of these guys is very weak. If they are converted into materials, they will be at the level of gray, white and green materials.

However, due to Zhao Wenya's death, Cinian Shangu Temple failed and there was no opportunity for the card master to take over, so they gathered here.

It just so happens to be cheaper now.

"Although the feedback is a little less, it is more safe and stable. The mountain ghost's divine power to suppress it and the devouring of shade-loving plants are enough to control it."

"But we still have to leave some backup."

Ji Nianxin said, and asked the Yin soldiers next to him to get a piece of soul-binding chain, which was a weakened version of the soul-grabbing chain, and wrapped it around the stone cage three times on the left and three times on the right.

"That's almost it."

Looking at the masterpiece in front of him, he nodded with satisfaction, and then with the help of the beautiful mountain god, he sent the caged mountain spirit underground and suppressed it with the [Duruoshan Ghost Temple].

“There’s really feedback.”

Feeling that his mental strength is slowly improving, even if he is chronicling the years, he can't help but smile with surprise and joy.

"Hang up and upgrade. Is this Brother Zongzi's daily life? It's so cool."

"Ho ho."

Brother Zongzi responded from afar.

In fact, it had been "awakened" by the mountain ghost a long time ago, but considering that it might not be able to defeat the other party (crossed out), everyone is on the same side, and fighting would hurt the harmony, so it did not rise up. It is definitely not a coward.

"It still feels a little bit boring."

Ji Nian looked around and saw that the fog that had shrouded the mountains was gradually fading away, revealing a clear night sky with bright stars.

Looking at the "jade plate" hanging on the horizon, he couldn't help but move his eyes slightly: "There is also a moon here."

Needless to say, many of the rules of this world are exactly the same as those of Blue Star.

It's like a world based on the ancient Blue Star, adding extraordinary elements and expanding it N times.

"Perhaps it is for this reason that He chose to collide and merge with Blue Star."

Ji Nianxin said, no longer thinking about these meaningless questions.

Just looking up at the clear night sky, I suddenly had an idea: "Hey, I can get some fog."

Thinking of his experience when he went up the mountain, he couldn't help but slap his head. The heavy fog that makes people unable to see their fingers is the most natural barrier, isn't it?

He thought to himself and asked the mountain ghost to gather the mist again.

Then he reactivated and released those [good-tongued tricksters].

This time, he finally saw the true faces of these guys: they were dressed as hunters, their faces were pale, there was a hint of cunning in their eyes from time to time, and there were big holes dug out by tiger claws on their stomachs.

Although he is weak in strength and can only perform some mechanical deception, his intelligence ranks high among all the evil spirits he has seen in the past.

Just in time to use it now.

"Agui, General Zeng, let your tigers and Yin soldiers educate them."

So, a few minutes later, the mountain of chronology added a few more "wise generals".

In addition, the heavy fog that covered the mountain, the mountain birds, fish and insects who admired the goddess's grace, some of the evil mountain spirits that were subdued by General Zeng, and the special plants that stuck and swayed under the hum of the mountain ghost.

The security of the anchor point here has been initially guaranteed.

"This is my country." Ji Nian looked at the mountains in the distance and couldn't help but be struck by the second thought.

Who would have thought that he, a poor man who could only live in a school dormitory and didn't even own a house, would suddenly transform into the owner of a small mountain just by coming back to the secret realm?

"Isn't this going to get better gradually?"

Facing the fresh and cool night breeze, Ji Young smiled softly.

Then he put away General Zeng and the Yin soldiers, leaving only Brother Zongzi, who did not consume any mental energy when not in combat, and the mountain ghost who could convert spiritual energy into spiritual energy in the forest.

"Good luck, let's eat chicken tonight!"

Looking at the birds tied with straw ropes next to him, he handled them quickly and simply, then set the rack on fire, flipped it over, and spread the sauce evenly.

A set of movements flowed smoothly, and the empty mountain top was soon filled with fragrance.

The mountain ghost on the side couldn't help but smacked his lips and slowly moved to his side.

"Do you want to eat too?"

Seeing the sparkling look in the little girl's eyes, Ji Nian couldn't help but ask.

"Kaling not only feeds on mental power and various energies, but also eats food." He still knew this little common sense.

It's just that most of the time they eat special food produced by material cards, or natural materials and earthly treasures that assist in advancement. They rarely eat barbecue, hot pot, or small barbecue.

"Want some?"

Ji Nian raised his eyebrows.

The highly spiritual mountain ghost immediately nodded in response.

"interesting."

Ji Nian smiled. He originally thought that forest spirits like mountain ghosts and goddesses of nature would take special care of small animals, but he didn't expect...

"She not only likes small animals literally, she also likes to eat small animals."

I saw the mountain ghost casually pull the chicken leg, imitate him and dip it in some secret dipping sauce, and take a bite, and his eyes like clear springs instantly became brighter.

Then...most of the roasted bird went into her stomach.

Looking at the little girl with slightly bulging cheeks, who looked like a hamster, and then looking down at the chicken bones on the ground, Ji Nian couldn't help but think deeply about whether his invitation was a mistake.

But it was too late to say anything now, and he was not very hungry at night, so he left the greedy goddess with a still-unsatisfied look on her face to clean up the mess, while he got into his sleeping bag early and fell asleep.

Just like that, the night passed.

Early the next morning, Ji Nian felt his nose was slightly itchy while he was sleeping. He couldn't help but frown and opened his eyes. He saw the little mountain ghost staring at him motionless, with his long, smooth hair falling just on his face.

"What are you looking at?"

Ji Nian yawned, raised his hand to unzip his sleeping bag, stretched and stood up.

After a brief wash, I stood on the edge of the mountain and looked far into the distance.

Facing the clear morning breeze in the mountains, he was inspired by poetry, and blurted out a line with a strong sense of imagery: "I will stand on top of the mountains and see all the mountains at a glance."

"My mountain is still too small..."

Ji Nian shook his head and shook off all kinds of greedy thoughts, and looked at this wonderful beauty with his heart.

I saw mountains in the distance, green forests like the sea, clouds and mist, and colorful fallen flowers.

It was obviously a cloudless and clear moonlit night last night, but as soon as I woke up, thin mist gathered in all directions again.

Light gray rain clouds also came from the southeast, seeming to bring a refreshing morning rain to clear away the bad luck of the day in advance.

"Calculating the time, this trip to the secret realm will be over in more than twenty hours."

Looking at the "red line to prevent loss of positioning" wrapped around his wrist, Ji Nian decided to leave this small mountain and walk further into the distance to experience the "customs and customs" of the Great Scenery World.

So he put Brother Zongzi and his coffin away, carefully checked the defense lines on all sides, then picked up his space backpack, squeezed on the back of the tiger with the little mountain ghost, and soon arrived at the foot of the mountain.

"Come out, Yingtai."

After leaving its own territory, the mountain ghost will no longer have such high combat power in a short period of time, and still needs to find a "main c".

"..."

Looking at the mountain ghost huddled together with Ji Nian, the little female ghost couldn't help but froze on the spot, blinking her beautiful eyes several times, as if she had "frozen".

"Hey, girl."

Ji Nian stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the other person's eyes.

The little girl finally came to her senses, but her cheeks were slightly bulging, and her white hands unconsciously pressed on the hilt of the sword.

"Ghost, put the big cat away, we'll walk the rest of the way."

Ji Nian said, got off the tiger's back and patted the little female ghost on the head: "We are all our own people."

Yingtai, who was always well-behaved, turned her head away very rarely this time and didn't even look at him.

At this time, the mountain ghost came from behind humming a song, glanced at Yingtai from the corner of his eye, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Let's go."

Ji Nian patted their thin shoulders and walked toward the southwest.

According to the map description, there are many special places nearby that can provide feedback to card masters, such as [Cinian Shangu Temple] or [Du Ruoshan Ghost Temple].

Although he can only occupy one place with his current late-bronze mental strength, this does not prevent him from taking a look.

You know, special places like this often have many mountain spirits and evil spirits.

"Just make some money."

Ji Nianxin said, tapping a nearby marked point called [Huangyang Palace] to start the navigation.

In this way, after walking for half a morning, he didn't encounter many ghosts. It didn't look like the hell he had imagined before with bones everywhere and evil spirits running rampant.

It is completely a 5A tourist attraction.

It is worth mentioning that along the way, the little female ghost was pouting and playing stand-alone games; the greedy goddess was humming along the way and was caught having fun several times without hiding her good mood.

"Let's speed up and try to reach our destination before noon."

Ji Nian said something casually, regardless of whether the two card spirits could understand it or not, and quickened his pace.

Of course he could use a sedan, a coffin, a tiger or other vehicles to travel, but that would not achieve the training effect.

He had not fully digested the feedback on the card printing process several times in a row. If he was too lazy to walk, he would be completely in vain.

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace again, and finally found this dilapidated, small and rotten building before noon.

When I looked up, I saw the words "Huangyang Temple" slantedly engraved on the somewhat weathered plaque, which could barely be called "Taoist Temple".

"Woc, yes, this great world also has Buddhism and Taoism. The long-circulated information on the Internet has been saying that there are no schools or sects such as Buddhism, Taoism, or Confucianism at all in the history of Blue Star. The so-called 'research results' of the Kyushu Alliance are all copied.

This is where the argument of "Great View" comes from."

"In other words, I think that using this knowledge to expand my influence in the world of Dajing may not be feasible."

"Then what should I do?"

Thinking of this, Ji Nian couldn't help but scratch his hair.

However, this was a matter of course, and he didn't dwell too much on it. Instead, under Yingtai's constant protection, he raised his hand and pushed open the broken, blackened wooden door.

Along with a heart-wrenching "creak" sound, the dilapidated courtyard scene burst into his eyes instantly.

Before he could enter the temple, a "person" slowly walked out from the corner of the house.

The "man" was tall and thin, with messy gray hair, a livid complexion indicating his identity as an evil spirit, a goatee on his chin, and scars mixed in between the wrinkles.

He was wearing a dark yellow coat that could barely be called a "taoist robe". It looked like it hadn't been washed for more than ten years. It looked very dirty and stained with large blood clots.

In his hand, he also held a long flag made of branches and tattered yellow cloth, with sixteen square characters painted on it with some kind of dark red paint.

Ji Nian didn't recognize what was written on it, but he only knew through his breath that the guy in front of him was an incredible big ghost.

Sure enough, the moment they looked at each other, the old Taoist ghost raised the long flag in his hand high.

The next moment, a dark, sticky thunder struck towards his face like a snake.

The mountain ghost dodged to block it, while Ji Nian's mind flashed with the spell to activate the mountain ghost's money: "Thunder and lightning, kill ghosts and subdue spirits, slay demons and ward off evil spirits, and keep the spirit pure forever." But before he could speak, a purple thunder exploded from his mind.

Qian Fang's hole shot out, directly canceling out the Yin thunder.

Yingtai, who reacted very quickly, had already drawn his bow and shot an arrow. Whoosh, whoosh, several flying shadows were directed at the old Taoist ghost's eyebrows.

But the strength of this thing is obviously beyond the ghosts encountered before.

I saw it waving its long flag with its hand, lifting and plucking it, and knocking down the arrows.

The next moment, his withered old hand made a claw shape, gathered several balls of dark and rich Yin Qi, and went straight to Ji Nian and the two Kalings to fight.

"boom!"

The next moment, a violent collision sounded, and the Yin Qi fluctuations that exploded instantly made Ji Nian's cheeks hurt.

I saw a white shadow blocking him in front of him. His body was thin, but his aura was as vast as the mountains and seas.

It was Master Qi who arrived instantly and helped block the blow.

At this moment, that pale, slightly bitter face no longer had the gentleness and kindness of the past, but instead showed the domineering and ferociousness unique to the Yin God.

I saw him holding the Chronicle, Mountain Ghost and Yingtai behind him with one hand, raising the ghost flag with the other hand, triggering thousands of chains, and attacking the old Taoist ghost.

Make a ruthless move.

I feel like 8,000 is still a bit too little. I’ll see if I can work harder tomorrow and write more.

Good night everyone.

(End of chapter)