Global Cards: I Create the Oriental Mythology Card Group

In the dim room, a vortex appeared out of thin air, and the school girl was involved.

Seventh Master and Eighth Master looked at each other, and the two pairs of lifeless eyes suddenly burst into light.

But then it dimmed, like two statues silently guarding Ji Nian, whose consciousness was drifting away.

At the same time, in the vast white sea of ​​consciousness.

Looking at the azure blue arc lingering around the school girl, Ji Nianyuan raised his hand and summoned a drawing card pen, dipped it in some spiritual liquid, and began to transform the material.

Different from the ordinary information addition of normal card making, the [name] link of special materials is more like a fairy god or creator wantonly playing with the fate of a small person.

With just a pen, you can control the birth, old age, sickness, death, joy, anger, sorrow and joy of a life.

It is really hard to describe in words the sense of detachment that transcends all sentient beings.

Fortunately, Ji Nian has a good heart, and he quickly realized that with a light movement of the card pen, the story of the school girl returned to the original point.

The picture on "River of Destiny" also began to change immediately:

In front of the antique door, a rich middle-aged man in luxurious clothes was constantly pacing, waiting anxiously.

Suddenly, bursts of crying babies came from the delivery room, and a bright smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man.

Being quite talented, he even chose a beautiful name for the newborn baby, which is...

【Zhu Yingtai】

Ji Nian wrote these three big characters smoothly in the void.

But seeing the flash of blue light, the characters suddenly dispersed, turning into symbols one by one, and landed in the middle of the eyebrows of the school girl.

The next moment, I saw golden light blooming and dazzling. Countless rays of light turned into "cocoons", enveloping the school girl.

Seeing the brilliance gradually dimming, Ji Nian took up his pen again and continued to write:

[Yingtai studied literature since childhood, admired the talents of Ban Zhao and Cai Yan deeply, devoted herself to learning, but was rejected by her father. She had no choice but to go to Kuaiji to study with a teacher in Kuaiji, disguised as a man, alone. 】

[I met the scholar Liang Shanbo on the way, and we met him as old friends, and had a very happy conversation, so we picked up earth for incense on the Caoqiao Pavilion, married Jinlan, and came to the academy together. Since then, we have been inseparable, and an invisible love has gradually emerged... 】

As the words of the calendar fell line by line, the pictures on the azure blue river kept changing.

Everything is like being pressed on the accelerator button.

Only the crying of the baby girl gradually died down, replaced by the sound of "grandmother", which soon turned into a loud sound of reading.

Xiaoyingtai continued to grow like this, and it didn't take long for her to grow into a slim girl.

Xu Shi was influenced by "School Girl", she did not grow into that kind of soft, delicate and graceful young lady, but a hearty and free-spirited girl.

Good at dancing swords, enjoying poems and books, drawing bows, and imperial art.

If I had to describe it in one word, it would be "sa".

Ji Nian quickly browsed the growth process of this strange woman from the perspective of God, and was deeply surprised, but the more interesting thing is yet to come.

I saw the eldest lady disguised as a man came to the Caoqiao pavilion in the scenery, and Brother Liang, who was 1.8 meters tall and could punch even better, also made his debut at this time, reciting poems.

Just by looking at his face, he knew that Brother Liang was actually Ji Nian himself.

Although with his tall and strong physique, it doesn't look like he will "die from stagnation", but in order to prevent unexpected situations in material transformation, Ji Nian still let his own will come down and go through the motions himself.

In this way, while chatting with Yingtai, Ji Nian manipulated the Eka pen with his mind and continued to write the story:

[As time passed, Zhu's family was urged to return, and Yingtai had no choice but to return home, but was told that her parents had betrothed her to Ma Wencai, the son of the prefect. 】

[After hearing the news, Liang Shanbo thought about it for a long time but was inconvenient to act hastily. His heart was burning, and he finally fell ill and died suddenly. 】

[Yingtai heard the bad news, and when she got married, she deliberately detoured to pay homage to Liang Shanbo's tomb. Xu Shi was inspired by her mourning, and in an instant, thunderstorms swept across the sky. 】

[After the thunder, a huge gap suddenly opened in the graveyard, and Yingtai, who had made up her mind a long time ago, jumped into the tomb, and the tomb was also closed in the next moment. 】

【A long time has passed, the clouds have disappeared and the rain has passed, and two butterflies emerged from the side of the monument, dancing around...】

The past, the past, all kinds of contacts, so far the dust has settled.

In the tomb, "Brother Liang", who had been dead for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes.

"It turns out that this is the feeling of lying in a coffin... It seems to be okay..."

"Could it be that this is the correct way to open the paper man's coffin? Others sit on the ticket, and I lie on the ticket?"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Ji Nian "revealed the coffin", throwing out all kinds of strange thoughts that popped up suddenly, and shifted his attention to the school girl again.

However, after the story was written, the light cocoon became a little brighter, and the lingering blue river began to rush continuously.

The screen on it shows that it is exactly what Ji Nian has just compiled.

But at the next moment, that long illusory river suddenly diverged into a small tributary.

The tributary is getting wider and wider, and it seems to be another river.

"Is this... the [school girl's] own will?"

Seeing this situation, Ji Nian is also a little enlightened.

As a rookie card maker, he really has no experience in dealing with such emergencies, so he can only watch the situation first and adapt accordingly.

Thinking of this, he turned his attention to this tributary.

I saw Xiaoyingtai who entered the academy, through hanging her legs and studying hard, finally realized her dream and became a talented woman like Ban Zhao and Cai Yan.

But in the next moment, these pictures suddenly shattered, and this small tributary also merged into the mainstream again.

As if nothing had happened.

"It's interesting that half a new destiny trajectory has been derived by itself..." Ji Young said, rubbing his chin.

The reason why it is said to be half is because this trajectory is a "dream" that is self-deduced by the "student girl"'s own will as the anchor, and "befriending brother Liang" as the time node.

After all, the story written by the card maker is the core of card creation.

Such a small episode will not have any impact.

Even if there is, it is mostly in a good direction.

"From scratch, the situation is changeable, this is the charm of card making."

A sentence of emotion in the year.

The light cocoon not far away suddenly shattered, and the green clothes of [School Girl] turned into a pale-white scholar's uniform in the blink of an eye.

There was no change in his face, but his temperament became more agile and heroic. The sword with a bloody sheath and black handle was still hanging from his waist, and the mottled quiver and longbow were still hanging on his back.

At this time, she slowly opened her eyes and turned her gaze to Ji Nian.

Compared with the lifeless before, it can be said to be full of aura at the moment.

The thick and complicated card information also poured into Ji Nian's mind at this time.

"The new skill characteristic... is a bit powerful..."

Looking at the text on the panel, even if it is the Year of the Year that was adopted by the seventh and eighth masters, I have to admit that this is really a very good card.