Just when Zheng Yun was worried in his heart, in the sky, the wind and clouds changed, and a dark cloud covering the sky and the earth rubbed violently, forming a long chain of lightning that was as bright and dazzling as a waterfall, and was attracted by the lightning rod three hundred meters away.

"Boom~~~~"

Because the mountain was too high and too close to the clouds, as soon as the lightning fell, the sky instantly became like day, and a loud sound that could break people's ears poured into their ears with invisible waves.

Feeling that Talara's whole body was shaking, Zheng Yun immediately hugged her and gently patted her on the shoulder.

As if sensing Zheng Yun's embrace, Tarala frowned tightly and slowly relaxed, with a smile on her face.

[Obtain 850 wisps of Yin Virtue]

"Give me the Great Five Thunder God Palm, strengthen it to the second realm."

After consuming six hundred Yin Virtues, a stream of extremely mysterious information came into his mind, the second realm of the Great Five Thunder God Palm, it was necessary to watch the heavenly thunder fall, visualize the true form of the heavenly thunder, absorb the electrons in the air after the thunder, and simulate the lightning essence in the body.

As for why he didn't open the perspective to see more clearly, it was because when it thundered and rained, even if it was a ghost and an immortal, he didn't dare to come out at will, and he didn't dare to use spells at will, otherwise as soon as the thunder sounded, the rolling thunder conveyed in the sky was destroyed, creating a collision of two wills, which was enough to hedge with the will and scatter the spirit.

He could clearly feel that the rolling thunder conveyed in the sky, with the two wills of destruction and creation, was like an immortal-level master, releasing two faint thoughts, one was to destroy and the other was to create, and the collision with each other melted into thunder and lightning.

·········

Zheng Yun, who was absorbing the faint electrons in the air, was awakened by Talara's tone full of surprise.

"Senior brother, I finally broke through, the kind of destruction brought by the thunder just now, and the warmth and security you gave me, under these two feelings, I have a very strong and peculiar feeling, you don't know·········

Thanks to you, if it weren't for being with you, my soul was completely liberated, and your elixir, I wouldn't have been able to break through so quickly, I'm so lucky to be able to meet you·······"

The more she talked, the more excited Talala became, hugged Zheng Yun hard, and her voice turned into a crying voice.

"I'm also very happy to have you by my side·······"

After lingering, the two walked out of the canopy, only to find that the dark clouds in the sky had unconsciously dispersed, revealing a blue sky, and the breath in the air was now very fresh, making everything so beautiful.

After returning and resting for a day, Zheng Yun wrote a secret spell on the paper figure materials with mana and practiced them for seven days.

Seven days later.

Hearing Zheng Yun's intention, Zhong Fabai agreed without hesitation.

Some time ago, he contacted Master Zu and told Zheng Yun in detail, and Master Zu made it clear that if it was true, then hug this thigh.

Since Zhong Fabai's ancestor promised so happily, Zheng Yun didn't mean to be stingy, and immediately contacted Inspector Luo Ying, his family has been doing white business for generations, and there is a special secret recipe to make paper tribute, and the paper man of the Great Virtue God General type can also let him help fold it.

Three days later, Zhong Fabai set up a table with various dishes in an open space not far from the house, with mountains of gold and silver on both sides, several mansions on paper, luxury cars, and ······airplanes.

In the middle of the front of the altar, there are thirty-six of them, and at first glance they are paper figures wearing armor and samurai holding various long weapons in their hands.

Not to mention that Luo Ying and his parents' craftsmanship is really not to say, using bamboo silk to make skeletons, propping them up, coupled with exquisite makeup skills, it looks like a living person from a distance.

The time came to ten o'clock in the evening, and with Zhong Fabai's call, soon there were three more middle-aged men in black suits on the table next to the altar, Zheng Yun didn't expect that several seniors were quite fashionable.

Under Zhong Fabai's greeting, who was thinking wildly, Zheng Yun stepped forward and toasted the three seniors with a glass of wine, and told them some things about family affairs and cultivation.

Zheng Yun, who felt that his body was being viewed by a force, was not angry, nor did he open his perspective eyes to observe the three seniors, after all, he could be regarded as asking for help.

However, Zheng Yun felt that they were probing their own strength, and it was estimated that the three of them should have the late stage of exorcism, as for the ability of actual combat, if you count the magic weapons that the underworld gave them, I believe that it is one-on-one, and ordinary ghosts and immortals are not their opponents.

After eating and drinking, one of the three seniors was thin and tall, with a wave of his hands, the yin qi in the air quickly rotated together, and soon formed a black hole, and then quickly came out of the black hole Thirty-six, the whole body was turquoise, the same as Sun Wukong's tiger skin skirt, wearing a short skirt like rags, at least two meters five tall, holding an iron fork in his hand, and two meat horns on his head, looking strange, with the strength of a fierce ghost.

At first glance, some of these thirty-six yin cha looked like funny characters from cartoon movies, and some looked like imbeciles, smelling the food on the sacrifice, and several of them began to drool, and the rest of them looked at the paper sacrifice with longing faces, and some stared at Talara.

"Don't mind, little friend, they are all defective products."

After talking to Zheng Yun, the ancestor who summoned the Yin soldiers, pointed at the thirty-six paper figures with his hand, and quickly talked about the ghost words of the underworld at the thirty-six strange-shaped Yin soldiers.

After listening to his words, the thirty-six Yin soldiers chattered in a language that Zheng Yun couldn't understand, and exchanged ears with each other.

Then one of the tallest Yin soldiers walked out, pointed to the sacrificial table where the three ancestors had finished eating and the paper sacrifice next to them, and chattered.

Hearing that it dared to eat, dared to ask for benefits, this ancestor was angry, and after a burst of black smoke, the black suit on his body turned into a white and impermanent long skirt, and there was a high hat on his head that made a fortune with one button, and a mourning stick appeared in his hand.

"Smack!"

I saw that this ancestor master, with a strong flick, flew out thirty-six illusory stick shadows, and hit the bodies of thirty-six Yin soldiers heavily.

Thirty-six Yin soldiers, with the sound of ghosts crying wolves, fell heavily to the ground.

After teaching them a lesson, as the ancestor who had turned into white impermanence, he roared again in an incomprehensible language, and raised the mourning stick in his hand, making a threat to fight again.

At this time, the thirty-six Yin soldiers hurriedly helped each other to stand up, stumbled in front of the thirty-six paper figures, and spit out an illusory and strange blue aura at the paper figures one-on-one.

Slowly, the spirituality of the thirty paper men became stronger and stronger, and the thirty-six Yin soldiers, whose bodies were originally more than two meters tall, actually became shorter and shorter, and when they stopped breathing after spitting, they all turned into dwarfs!

(End of chapter)