Chapter 439: Before the Festival
What's more, what makes me more powerful is that Ning Yuru got Gong Zhong's approval and taught me the Seven Spirits Forbidden Technique.
In this way, I can control the Seven Spirits out of my body and enter the specially created puppet to fight, which is equivalent to improving my strength in disguise.
The wooden puppet made of treasure wood has been absorbing energy and forging and upgrading in the past two years, and at present, it is already the best existence among the wooden puppets.
Stronger than it can only be the metal puppet and the new type of puppet forged by Mo Shidao.
A puppet of that level, I can't forge it until I reach the Guanzhi realm.
Compared with the water park a few years ago, whether it is the joint flexibility of the wooden golem, the amount of mana storage, or the toughness of the body, there has been a qualitative leap.
Let's put it this way, with my current state, the power of the Seven Out-of-Body Imperial Envoys can instantly be on par with the mages in the early stage of Guanzhi.
If you bless forbidden techniques such as ghost fire boiling, and then sacrifice the essence blood longevity, and urge many secret methods, and the big masters in the middle and late stages of the view, you will also have the power to fight.
Not to mention, the control of the two inheritances is becoming more and more profound, not to mention the Danshu rune, just the secret technique of the law, I have already controlled more than a dozen kinds of law phases, which is not the same as before.
Combat power has soared!
I am improving, and my partners are not idle, and even Wang Tan has gone to the wrong sea realm to cultivate.
But this guy's major is not Taoism and combat power, but all kinds of side ways, divination, fortune telling, setting up formations, etc., with his super brainpower, it's terrifying.
Wang Lita has been laying the foundation of cultivation for the past two years, and her main mind is still spent on her studies, and when she is fifteen or sixteen years old, it is not too late to spend more energy on cultivation.
My parents have been overseas for several years and have adapted to the local environment, and their safety is guaranteed.
I have visited the elderly several times abroad, and they are quite satisfied with their current life, so I am relieved.
The Blood Moon Demon may come back one day, and the demon girl Meng Yishuang is not far from the day when she will wake up after healing from her injuries.
Jiang Zhao, the current head of the Corpse Soul Academy, will not give up with me, and the Mo Shidao Lord Consciousness parasitic in Mo Qi's brain does not know what he is planning, and the competition for the substitute tour of the Netherworld Mansion is about to come to an end, and he will not let me go on like this.
In this way, these days of ease are coming to an end.
At such times, it is naturally safer for parents to stay overseas.
Fortunately, my level is improving day by day, and the ancient martial arts entering the realm is also scared to death fast, just to say that the ability to save life already belongs to the first-class level of the world in Fangnei.
After all, there is no Heavenly Realm power in the Fang Inner World, and with my current strength, under my desperate efforts, the peak of the Guanze Realm may not be able to keep me.
That being the case, of course, I have nothing to fear.
Gong Zhong has been to Guanwai seven or eight times in the past few years, saying that he is going to visit the mountains and rivers, but we all know that it is the territory of the Northeast Baojiaxian, and the scorpion ancestor lives there.
The drunkard's intention is not to drink, and we can only bless silently.
As for whether the old man has made progress? I didn't dare to ask, let alone say.
Hulala, time flows, don't wait for anyone, in a blink of an eye, it's the seventh month of the lunar calendar.
This month is the so-called ghost month of the folk, and the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar is the traditional Zhongyuan Festival, that is, the Ghost Festival.
This month of the year is the busiest time of year in the dojo.
Because there are many rules and taboos in this month, many people run into evil spirits, and Shen Hong, a guest-like existence, don't want to be lazy in the seventh month of the lunar calendar.
This is the hardest month in the dojo, just last year, we dealt with 66 large and small evil incidents in the seventh month of the lunar calendar, with an average of more than two incidents a day, which shows how evil this month is!
This year is no exception, since the beginning of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, there have been more employers who come to the door, from all over the world, there are many employers from other provinces.
Fortunately, there were many people in the dojo, and female ghosts such as Blood, Bamboo Peach and Peony all disguised themselves as living mages to take over the work and rushed to various places to 'set things off'.
Everyone is very busy, and they can't see each other all day long.
Ning Yuru and I don't have time to make an appointment or anything, so we are both thinking about finishing this month and finding time to get together.
How can we talk to someone like this in the world?
Within a few years, the number of dates is only a handful, and other times are either practicing or dealing with supernatural events, okay, this person is talking about, and it is rare to see each other's faces on weekdays, God, what is this?
How do I feel more lonely?
At 20 o'clock in the evening of the 14th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, I took care of the ninth big job of the month, and returned to the branch dojo villa very tired.
The villa was quiet, except for me and the harmless ghost 2000 gold, there was not even a ghost shadow.
Wang left the tower these days to go back to the Wang family, tomorrow is the day of the Midyear Festival, the Wang family worship ancestors is a major event, as the only surviving descendant of Wang Tujin, Wang Li Tower must attend.
When she went home, the Lu family brothers and sisters and the big black cat Taqiu naturally had to follow.
And Gong Chong, Scorpion Miaomiao, Xiong Thunderbolt, Blood Bamboo Peach, Peony, Wang Tan and Shen Hong, they all have work in their hands, and they may be busy catching ghosts in the countryside thousands of miles away, so they are naturally not in the dojo.
I went back to the house to take a cool shower, changed into a set of clean clothes, moved a bench to sit under the tree in the backyard, made a pot of tea, and rested.
Two thousand gold appeared out, holding the eyeless princess figure all over the yard, a few years have passed, she is still the same, the ghost may not grow a ghost.
However, Erqianjin's control over the puppet secret technique has surpassed mine, and the Dao level is stable at the early stage of the Real Ghost Realm.
In fact, she is a genius, but she is not obvious.
She has also created a lot of wooden golems herself, and she is definitely a master in this regard.
After closing my eyes and leaning against the trunk of the tree for a while, I regained some energy, muttered a few words of relief, and poured a cup of tea with it, followed by a sense of accomplishment.
The incident that has just been resolved today has saved many lives.
The bitter master's family went out to play, and after entering a cave by mistake, they ran into an evil spirit, and they were killed by more than a dozen fierce ghosts.
Fortunately, I found me here, and I went out to catch these fierce ghosts and put them into the soul sealing chain hook.
Find time to throw it to the tomb bell to devour, and you can also exchange it for some Shouyuan back.
Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and today I have saved at least a dozen lives, although I am tired, but the sense of accomplishment is also real.
I feel like I'm a useful person, and I'm also a person who is needed by everyone, which is a feeling that no amount of money can buy.
Tomorrow is the day of the Midyear Festival, and I hope that the big guys who are scattered all over the world will be safe.
I muttered a few words and wanted to go back to my room to rest.
At this moment, the sound of a car came from the door of the villa.
I frowned, and shouted in my heart: "Bitter, can you come to suffer so late?" Yes, it's not idle. ”
Standing up with a wry smile and walking to the front yard.
As soon as I arrived in the front yard, I was stunned, because the person who came was standing in the yard with a bitter face.
If it's not a rich boy, who is Xu Fulong?
He can call me if he has something, but he didn't make an appointment to visit him so late, and he looked sad, it seems that something happened?
I knew it instantly, and hurriedly raised my hand to say hello.