I Have a Monster Farm

Zhang Ziyu opened the Five Ghosts Transporting Dafa, and after carefully reviewing it, he suddenly found that most of the things described on it were related to prohibition and device prohibition.

Although not completely similar, it is undoubtedly a kind of inheritance and foreshadowing when combined with what Master Qian Kai taught himself before.

With those foreshadowing, I can quickly get started with this five-ghost transporting method.

However, the five ghosts carrying Dafa also has its own core, that is, the sacrifice of the Dharma banner.

The French flag can contain ghosts, and then control them through decrees. This is the core of the five ghosts' transporting method, and with the restraint of the French flag, even if the strength of the driving ghosts increases, they will still be under the control of the lord.

The most important thing is that the Faqi and Lingzhu are connected, and the Lingzhu is more convenient and flexible than ordinary device restraint to drive away ghosts like arms and fingers.

"This material made by Faqi"

Zhang Ziyu looked at the method of refining the French flag. Generally, the refining of the French flag is made of special fabrics, dipped in cinnabar, rooster blood, copper wire, and gold wire. Runes harmonize its power.

But after reading this refining method, Zhang Ziyu suddenly had an idea in his mind, as if the things he just got today are more suitable for refining French flags, and the quality is higher.

The wolf demon hide and its fur can be used to refine the flag surface, and the spine of the corpse demon can be used as the flagpole of the French flag.

"That's not right. There is only one spine of the corpse demon. The amount is too small. Let's practice with the spine of the royal zombie first. As for the fur of the wolf demon, it doesn't matter if you use it a little. Anyway, the number is relatively large."

The so-called French flag is not as big as the flag inserted on the back in Peking Opera, it is slightly bigger than a palm, but five flags need to be refined.

A section of the spine can be easily used up, but the wolf demon's fur is so large that it probably doesn't even use one-twentieth of it.

Zhang Ziyu cut off part of the wolf demon's fur, then took out the zombie spine with thin dragon energy, and made some auxiliary materials such as gold and copper, and went directly to the processing workshop.

It is not easy to refine the French flag. After all, it takes a long time for all kinds of weaving and sacrificial refining.

But Zhang Ziyu has a processing workshop, and after they are all turned into liquid-like substances, they are directly fused and reshaped.

After refining so many times, Zhang Ziyu also gradually discovered that the liquid state is not just the essence of matter, but more like the reshaping of the state of matter under certain rules.

Otherwise, it is completely impossible to explain why the spine can also become a liquid state of white bone.

Zhang Zi followed the French flag refining method with ease. The spine was melted and reshaped into a flagpole. A small skull stood on the top of the flagpole, only the size of a thumb.

Although it is a skull, but the texture is white, and there is a kind of solemnity in the strangeness, rather than an evil breath.

The wolf demon's fur, gold, copper, and cinnabar all melted into a liquid, and then fused continuously. Under Zhang Ziyu's control, it became a fine silk thread.

Several silk threads danced in the furnace, and then intertwined continuously, and gradually weaved with the flagpole to form several small flags.

The French flag took shape, and Zhang Ziyu began to engrave amulets on the flag surface, adding the blood essence of medicinal snakes and zombies into it and began to sacrifice slowly.

The requirements of the French flag are obviously much higher than that of the ghost ball. One after another spells are engraved on it. Almost every French flag has nearly a hundred spells engraved on the front and back together with the flagpole.

The five Dharma flags also echo each other, which has a little attribute of the formation itself, which makes the difficulty a bit higher.

Fortunately, Zhang Ziyu has refining equipment during this period of time, and his cultivation level has also improved, and he is more proficient in refining, otherwise he can only refine one by one slowly.

After half a day's effort, the furnace finally stopped moving. Zhang Ziyu made a sword finger, pointed at the furnace, and said, "Get up!"

Immediately, five small flags flew out from the furnace and surrounded him.

The five small flags are all dark in color, and the flagpoles are made of white bone. You can faintly see golden-red runes flowing inside the flags. The level of treasures.

"not bad."

Zhang Ziyu cut his fingertips, and then no drop of blood dripped on the Faqi. The Faqi lighted up instantly, and the golden and red runes on it flowed faster. Then Zhang Ziyu pinched the magic formula with his hands, and chanted in his mouth: "Heaven! The spirit of the land is clear, the five ghosts are the arrestees, the French flag is the order, and the soldiers follow the orders, follow my orders."

After chanting the mantra, the magic formula in his hand was over, and the magic flag flashed in an instant, and then turned around, and the five magic flags gathered in one place and flew to Zhang Ziyu's hand.

Zhang Ziyu held the Dharma flag in his hand and put it on his body casually. It was a pity, because the Qi training system was different, and this thing was a magic weapon, so it couldn't be put into the body like special equipment.

"Why don't you lock the old ghost in first?"

After the five ghosts carried the Dafa's core Dharma flag, one of the questions before Zhang Ziyu was whether to imprison this old ghost first.

In theory, it is possible to lock it in, and it is better to drive, but this old ghost's cultivation base is not as good as that of a fierce ghost, so he always feels that he is not on the stage.

"Forget it, let's throw it into the mimic fence and see what ghosts can produce. Anyway, wandering spirits also need to be filled in. Just use this old ghost."

Zhang Ziyu thought for a while, and still put the old ghost into the mimic fence in distaste. As for the five ghosts carrying Dafa and waiting for news from Senior Zhu Hong, it might be better to catch more powerful ghosts.

Thinking in this way, as soon as the ghost ball appeared in Zhang Ziyu's hand, he pinched the magic formula, the ghost ball vibrated slightly, and after a while, the old ghost turned into a black shadow and flew towards him.

Zhang Ziyu released the restriction on freedom, and the old ghost instantly flew into the ghost ball.

Pulling the old ghost over, Zhang Ziyu took the old ghost into the mimic fence without saying a word.

Sure enough, the old ghost didn't enter the first mimic fence, but entered the fourth mimic fence, a single one.

When the old ghost entered, his face changed greatly when he saw the changes in his surroundings, instantly turning into a spooky mass grave.

But soon, his frightened eyes became confused, and then returned to normal in an instant, found a grave bag, and started to wander.

"Well, this is?"

Zhang Ziyu is the first time to imprison a monster with a relatively complete mind, and this is the first time I have seen such a performance.

In the past, after being imprisoned, whether it was zombies or evil gods of revenge, they all showed that they quickly adapted to the environment of the mimic fence.

Because none of them had full consciousness, Zhang Ziyu didn't pay much attention to it. From now on, the mimic fence should have its own rules.

The old ghost completely ignored the mimetic fence, completely accepted the environment inside, and was also suppressed in terms of consciousness, so that he would not become mentally handicapped, but his autonomy was obviously lower.

"That's good, it's too smart to save too much trouble."

Zhang Ziyu looked at the red letter on the head of the old ghost in the mimic fence: need blood food

He grabbed a chicken and threw it in. Without saying a word, the old ghost pounced on it and quickly sucked the whole chicken dry.

With the end of eating, he soon began to produce things, and a ball of light fell from him.

"Wait, golden light group?"

Zhang Ziyu thought it was just an ordinary light cluster, but when he saw that the color was wrong, as long as the color was not white, it usually meant that it was a hot sale.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the ball of light came to his hand in an instant, the golden light dissipated, and a scroll appeared in his hand.