"Good fellow, that's more efficient than a falcon."

Looking at the effect of the mountain ghosts, Ji Nian couldn't help but be secretly speechless.

Although they are all the abilities of the N-T-R series, the mountain ghosts, the Seventh Master, and the Zeng General are completely two extremes.

One is to walk all the way and sing all the way, and the little animals take the initiative to follow; One is a strongman who locks the "man", drags it with a belt, and pulls it over.

Even if the two are for the same purpose, with completely opposite kernels, they will have different effects.

"Okay."

Ji Nian made a simple comment, and then with lightning speed, he made a bold move and grabbed a bird that was shaking his head to listen to the little girl's singing.

"I guess it's - chickens, ducks, geese or something, this thing is baked, it's not as delicious as canned food and compressed biscuits?"

Just as he was handling the birds with quick movements, he saw the rolling black clouds pressing against the ground, and the sound of horses' hooves rushing like thunder came, stirring up a burst of dust and smoke, and General Zeng led the team back.

"This is also a ghost horse, replaced by an ordinary cavalry, running all the way, I'm afraid that the horse's legs will have to be broken."

Ji Nian complained casually, and when he looked over, he saw that each cavalryman had countless chains wrapped around his arms, and the evil spirits and spirits in the mountains were tied to the other side, dragged by them all the way.

Almost didn't die a second time.

"General Zeng, Ah Ghost, come here and help."

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

Then he copied the idea of "Plants vs. Zombies" and made a bunch of mushrooms that feed on yin qi and resentment and have different functions.

"Eh, aren't mushrooms fungi? How can it be considered a plant? ”

Thinking of this question, Ji Nian couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

But when he thought about it, wouldn't this be convenient for himself, so he didn't care about it.

Only let the two strong men with big shoulders and round waists put the fierce eyes, irrational, and almost hungry mountain spirits in the cage.

The strength of these guys is very weak, and if it is converted into materials, that is, the level of gray and white products, it will be difficult for green products.

It's just that Zhao Wenya died, Cinian Shangu Temple failed, and there was no card master to take over, gathered here.

It's just a cheap year now.

"Although the feedback is a little less, it is better to be safe and stable, and the suppression of the divine power of the mountain ghost and the devouring of the shade-loving plant are enough to control it."

"But I'd better keep some hands on it."

Ji Nianxin said, and asked the Yin soldiers next to him to have a bundle of spirit chains, that is, a weakened version of the soul hook chain, and wrapped them around the stone cage three times on the left and right three times.

"Almost."

Looking at the masterpiece in front of him, he nodded with satisfaction, and then, with the help of the beautiful mountain god, he sent this cage of mountain spirits and evil spirits to the ground to suppress them with the [Du Ruoshan Ghost Temple].

"There's really feedback."

Feeling that his spiritual power was slowly improving, Rao Yinian's heart couldn't help but show a smile of surprise and joy.

"Hang up and upgrade, is this the daily life of Brother Zongzi? It's so cool, isn't it? ”

"Ho-ho."

Brother Zongzi responded from aside.

In fact, it was "woken up" by the mountain ghost a long time ago, but considering that it might not be able to beat the other party (crossed out), everyone is their own person, and the fight was injured and angry, so it didn't open the coffin and got up, and it was definitely not cowardly.

"It still feels almost funny."

As he looked around, he saw that the fog that had shrouded the mountains was gradually fading, revealing a starry clear night sky.

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

Should I say it or not, many of the rules of the world in this grand scene are the same as those of Blue Star.

It's like a heaven and earth modeled after the ancient blue star, adding transcendent elements and expanding N times.

"Maybe that's why he chose to collide and merge with the Blue Star."

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

I just looked up at the clear night sky, and suddenly I had an idea: "Eh, I can make some fog." ”

Thinking of his experience when he went up the mountain, he couldn't help but pat his head, and the fog that made people reach out and couldn't see their fingers, isn't this the most natural barrier?

He thought to himself, and let the mountain ghosts gather back into the mist.

and reactivated and released those [good words].

This time, he finally saw the true colors of these guys: Orion was dressed up, his face was pale, a touch of cunning flashed in his eyes from time to time, and there was a big pit in his stomach that was dug out by the tiger's claws.

Although his strength is weak and he can only carry out some mechanical deception, his spiritual wisdom can be ranked among all the evil spirits he has seen in the past.

It's just right now.

"Ah ghost, General Zeng, let your tigers and Yin soldiers educate them well."

So, a few minutes later, Ji Nian's mountain added a few more "wise generals".

In addition, the fog of the mountain, the mountain birds, fish and insects who admired the demeanor of the goddess, some of the mountain spirits and evil spirits that were subdued by General Zeng, and the special plants that shook under the humming of the mountain ghosts.

The security of the anchor is preliminarily guaranteed here.

"This is my country." Ji Nian looked at the mountains in the distance, and couldn't help but be in the middle of the second way.

Who would have thought that he, a poor ghost who could only live in the school dormitory and didn't even have a house, just came back to the secret realm and turned into the owner of a small hill?

"Isn't this getting better?"

Facing the fresh and cool night breeze, Ji Nian smiled lightly.

Then he put away General Zeng and the Yin soldiers, and only left Brother Zongzi, who did not consume mental power at all in a non-combat state, and the mountain ghosts who could convert spiritual energy into spiritual power in the mountains and forests.

"Good luck, eat chicken tonight!"

Looking at the birds tied with straw ropes next to him, he quickly and simply handled them, then set them on the shelf, flipped them over, and smoothed the sauce.

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 smack his lips and slowly moved to his side.

"Do you want to eat it too?"

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

"Karling not only feeds on mental power and various energies, but also eats", this little common sense, he still knows.

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

"Some?"

Ji Nian raised his eyebrows.

The mountain ghost, who is quite spiritual, immediately nodded in response.

"Interesting."

Ji Nian smiled, he thought that the spirit of the mountains and forests, the goddess of nature, like the mountain ghost, would take special care of small animals, but he didn't expect it......

"She doesn't just literally like animals, she also likes to eat them."

I saw the mountain ghost pull the chicken leg casually, learn from him to dip some secret dipping sauce, and when he bit it, his eyes like two clear springs instantly brightened.

And then...... Most of the roast fowl went into her stomach.

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

But now it was too late to say anything, and he happened to be not very hungry at night, so he left the greedy goddess with an unfinished face to clean up the mess alone, and he himself got into the sleeping bag early and fell asleep.

And just like that, the night passed.

The next morning, Ji Nian in his sleep only felt a slight itch in his nose, and he couldn't help frowning and opened his eyes, and saw that the little mountain ghost was staring at him motionlessly, and his long smooth and flowing hair just fell on his face.

"What are you looking at?"

Ji Nian yawned, raised his hand to pull the zipper of his sleeping bag, and stretched his waist to get up.

After a simple wash, I stood on the side of the mountain and looked into the distance.

Facing the crisp morning breeze in the mountains, he was full of poetry, and blurted out a sentence with a strong sense of picture "will be a Lingshan bag, and see the mountains at a glance".

"My mountain is still too small......"

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

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

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

Light gray rain clouds also come from the southeast, as if to bring a refreshing morning rain to clear the day's gloom in advance.

"Calculate the time, this trip to the secret realm will end in more than twenty hours."

Looking at the "anti-disorientation red line" wrapped around his wrist, Ji Nian decided to leave this small mountain bag and walk far away to feel the "customs" of the big scenery world.

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

"Come out, Yingtai."

Leaving his territory, the mountain ghost no longer has such a high combat power in a short period of time, and he still has to find a "master C".

“……”

Looking at the mountain ghost huddled with Ji Nian, the little female ghost couldn't help but be stunned in place, and her beautiful eyes blinked a few times, as if she was "dead".

"Hey, girl."

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

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

"Ah ghost, put away the big cat, the road behind, let's walk."

Ji Nian said, got down from the tiger's back, and patted the little female ghost's head: "It's all my own people." ”

Yingtai, who has always been well-behaved, turned his head very rarely this time and didn't look at him.

At this time, the mountain ghost came from behind humming a song, and the corner of his eyes swept towards Yingtai, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Let's go."

Ji Nian patted their thin shoulders and walked southwest.

According to the map description, there are many special places like [Ci Nian Mountain Gu Temple], or [Du Ruoshan Ghost Temple] that can provide feedback to card masters.

Although with his current spiritual power in the late bronze stage, he could only occupy one place, but this did not prevent him from taking a look in the past.

You must know that in a special place like this, there are often a lot of mountain spirits and evil spirits.

"Just make some money."

Ji Nianxin said, tapping on a nearby marker called [Huangyang Palace] to open the navigation.

In this way, after walking for half a morning, he didn't encounter a few ghosts, and he didn't have the appearance of a hell full of bones and demons that he had made up in his brain before.

It is completely a 5A-level tourist attraction.

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

"Let's speed up and try to get to our destination by noon."

Ji Nian said casually, regardless of whether the two Kalings could understand or not, and sped up his pace.

Of course, he can use vehicles such as sedan chairs, coffins, and tigers to travel, but in that case, it will not be effective.

He didn't completely digest the card production feedback several times in succession, and if he didn't even bother to walk, he would be completely blind.

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

When I looked up, I saw that the plaque that had been somewhat weathered was crookedly engraved with the three words "Yellow Sheep View", which could barely be called "Taoist Temple".

"WOC, yes, there is also Buddhism and Taoism in this Dajing world, and the long-standing rumors on the Internet that there are no Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism and other schools and sects in the history of Blue Star, and the so-called 'research results' of the Kyushu Alliance are all copied from Dajing' This is how the argument comes from."

"In other words, I think that through this knowledge, the way to expand my influence in the world of Dajing may not work."

"So what should I do?"

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

But this was a shadowless thing, and he didn't bother too much, but under the protection of Yingtai, he raised his hand and pushed open the broken and blackened wooden door.

With a tooth-sore "creaking" sound, the dilapidated courtyard scene instantly broke into his eyes.

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

The "man" was tall and thin, with gray hair scattered, an iron-blue face that indicated the identity of an evil spirit, and a handful of goatee on his chin, wrinkled with scars.

He was wearing a dark yellow coat that could barely be called a "Taoist robe", as if he had not been washed for more than ten years, and it looked very dirty and stained with large blood clots.

In his hand he also held a long banner made of twigs and torn yellow cloth, painted with sixteen square characters of some kind of dark red paint.

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

Sure enough, at the moment when they looked at each other, the old Taoist ghost raised the long banner he was holding in his hand.

The next moment, a dark and sticky yin thunder invaded his face like a snake.

The mountain ghost dodged to block, and the spell that activated the mountain ghost to spend money flashed in Ji Nian's mind, "Thunder and thunder, kill ghosts and reduce spirits, kill demons and ward off evil spirits, and keep his mind clear forever", but before he could speak, a purple thunder shot out from the hole in the money square, directly canceling out the yin thunder.

Yingtai, who reacted very quickly, had already drawn his bow and shot arrows at this time, swishing, and several flying shadows pointed directly at the eyebrows of the old ghost.

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

Then he waved the long banner in his hand, and lifted the belt and plucked it, and picked off the arrows.

The next moment, the withered and old hand made a claw shape, gathered several clouds of dark and rich yin qi, and went straight to Ji Nian and the two Kaling.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a violent collision sounded, and the yin qi fluctuations that exploded in an instant made Ji Nian's cheeks hurt.

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

It was the Seventh Master who came in an instant and helped block this blow.

At this moment, the pale face with a slightly bitter face no longer saw the gentleness and kindness of the past, but showed the domineering and ferocity that belonged to the Yin God.

I saw that he was protecting Ji Nian, the mountain ghost and Yingtai behind him with one hand, and raised the ghost banner with the other, attracting thousands of chains, and swept towards the old Taoist ghosts.

Ruthless moves.

I feel that 8,000 is still a little less, and I'll see if I can work hard tomorrow and write more.

Great good night everybody.

(End of chapter)