Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythology Card Group

Chapter 275 The end-of-term report of the Chronicle: [Six Generals of the City God] VS [Five Spirits of the Sea of ​​Clouds] (ask for a monthly ticket)
"Okay, let's get down to business first."

Looking up at the three of them, the headmaster reached out and flicked the ashtray in a bone ashtray, then moved his shoulders and stood up.

"It's been a while since we won the Qingshan Cup, and after going outside for such a long time, there should be some gains."

"Also let 'Four Seas Cloud Palace' see the background of my 'Kyushu' alliance."

After all, with a hand as rough and thick as a thousand-year-old tree, the five purple-frame material cards scattered like heavenly maidens.

The Shanda field opened up in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, everyone has been teleported to a cliff top where the wind blows.

The sky is cloudy, like the skull of the Creator, covering the vast sea and mountains.

The endless sea is pitch black, and occasionally white waves will be rolled up and crash into the continuous mountains.

On the top of the cliff where the four of them were, there was a small gray pavilion, which seemed to be made of bones. Over the years, it was eroded by water vapor and became uneven.

Two card masters, a man and a woman, sat firmly in the pavilion, sipping some tea from unknown sources, and looking at the pair of master and apprentice not far away.

The headmaster, who was born in the Zhenyuan Army, has a straight waist, but he is a centenarian after all, and he has been tortured by the poisonous environment. At this moment, if he pokes there, he looks like an ordinary old man with a lot of energy.

But all of this suddenly turned around the moment he exerted his strength.

"Ugh-"

The dark wind on the top of the cliff is surging, pouring into the thousands of holes in the sea stones, making bursts of humming, like a ghost crying.

Ji Nian silently took a few steps back, taking into account the principal's state at this time.

I saw the old man with a head only about 1.7 meters, full of gorgeous hair, a vicissitudes of life, and a bony figure standing still in the wind. The gray "old man's shirt" and the dark black Tang suit that can be bought for 20 yuan in the clothing store The cotton trousers were blown out of folds, like a strong pine tree growing out of the dangerous mountains and rivers.

Natural disasters are nothing in his eyes.

If there is a painter who can draw this scene, it must be a beautiful art full of vitality.

But in contrast, Ji Nian didn't feel any artistry from it, and frowned after watching it for a while.

It was because behind the principal stood a towering and dangerous peak, with countless semicircular silhouettes on the edge.

There is a "black wind" visible to the naked eye hovering around, and the coaxing of flies and insects can be faintly heard.

The red-eyed vulture fluttered towards the top of the mountain, accidentally knocking down a "rock".

The "stone" rolled to Ji Nian's feet, his mandibles were wide open, as if he was saying something.

Ji Nian squatted down, stared at the pair of dark holes, and realized a little.

——I have been playing Chinese-style horror for a long time, and it is also very shocking to come to Beijing to watch Roshan once in a while.

The principal knows the aesthetics of the underworld.

"The five purple Kalings are all of high quality."

"The champions of the city's college entrance examination before the unified training, with all their means, may not be their opponents."

"As the first batch of beneficiaries of the 'resource centralization system', you are also the most talented card maker in Qingshan for a century. If you have just started for a hundred days, you must at least surpass them."

"Let them both see, I'm 'Kyushu', I have a successor!"

After the principal finished speaking, he waved his hand, and five black shadows filled with demonic aura suddenly appeared on the cliff top filled with cold wind.

[Corpse Analysis Nine Markets · Shenghui].

He was a scholar at the beginning, failed in many trials, later joined the army, and made great progress. In his later years, he was good at Taoism. He burned alchemy and chanted scriptures. He died of swelling in one day. At the marquee, he misunderstood the meaning of corpse dissection, and his soul fell into the ruins and turned into a ghost. , claiming to be the "Emperor of Soul", and later subdued by a stranger named Xiao with a strange fire.

【Star Meteor Paradise · Sloughing】

A relative of a dynasty in Dajing, the emperor of the time regarded him as his own son, and gave him some military books, so he kept reading the scrolls day and night, and eventually became a generation of generals and stars, invincible. In the weak crown year, he met a big ghost [Di Yang], and died at the first defeat, an innocent soul Not scattered, taken by Emperor Yang, also the king of ghosts.

【Mage of Mirage · Rugged Son】

I don't know the scriptures and alchemy, and I specialize in evil methods and demon ways. I used strange poisons to kill masters, and I brought myself "The Heavenly Master of Mirage Mountain". , Digging eyes and cutting nose, shaped like a ghost.

[Dao Lian Di Golden Egg Blood Crown Rooster]

A laying rooster cultivated by evil methods in Dajing's dynasty, traveled the rivers and lakes, set up stalls on the ground, and was often applauded. After the demon was killed, he fell into the hands of a dude. The dude was infected with dirty diseases. The chicken was married on behalf of the gentleman, and the dude died suddenly on the same day. When he died, his lower abdomen was swollen like a pot, like an egg.

【White Tiger, auspicious animal of Emperor Yuanxi, presented to Junling Mountain】

The emperor of a certain dynasty in Dajing was stupid and auspicious. All pure white things, such as white deer, white monkeys, white lions, and white cattle... were sent to the palace, and they were all rewarded. Li Wangming asked for an evil prescription in the demon temple, found a tiger cub, skinned it, dipped it in water and made stickers to make the tiger skin.

When Hunjun saw this "white tiger", he was overjoyed, so he asked the people of Gujunling what rewards they wanted. En", the implication is to ask for an official position in Beijing.

Hun Jun promised himself that the decree was to "cast out" the people who came from Gujunling, which was exactly the sentence "always accompany you before driving, and enjoy your kindness for a long time".Later, when the palace changed, they were criticized as eunuchs, and all of them were stripped of their skins.

Such as the five spirits, all have their origins.

The integrity and legend of the past are even more than the stories made up by ordinary card makers.

You don't even need to adjust, just patiently cultivate the fetters, and you will get five pretty good summoning cards.

"It has both the attributes of [Heavenly General] and [Ghost King] attributes of [Molt Qian] and [Life Darkness], and [Golden Egg Blood Crown Rooster] and 'White' Tiger as auxiliary materials for card making. Master's bony son, everything you asked me to find is here."

"The first two are from Yunding, and they were once the left and right hands of a great demon, helping him to turn a small secret realm out of control; the latter three are magic cards I collected not long ago, all of them are full of magic..."

"Still satisfied?"

"Satisfied, Quack is satisfied."

Ji Nian smiled and said.

"Then let's get started. I'll do a routine blood test later."

The headmaster shook his stiff neck as he spoke, and sat on the stone bench with the support of the two card masters, a man and a woman.

"Summons, skills, equipment, domains, legions... use all your means."

The headmaster unscrewed the thermos cup he carried with him, and sipped warm water.

"clear."

Facing the five Kaling statues far away, Ji Nian showed a cautious face, and with the help of the Lord of the Land, he stepped back a few meters.

The celestial general and ghost king named [Cut Qian] shook his neck, hit the black horse under the seat with both feet, and held a plum blossom gun in his hand, attracting thousands of strange shadows, like black clouds, coming from the cover.

[Life and Darkness], which has similar characteristics, is much calmer.

Reading poems and books for a long time makes his actions more disciplined; serving in the army for many years makes his cheeks handsome; reciting scriptures and learning Taoism makes his temperament refined.

Coupled with the expensive four-goat purple gold crown and the big red auspicious cloud and crane robe, on the surface alone, it can support the word "heavenly master" better than the ghostly and bone-like "skeletal son".

The way of action is also quite unique.

With only his hands on his back, he stepped on the white clouds formed by the cranes and moved slowly, feeling extremely oppressive.

【Brave Son】It looks wretched.

His mount was a big, scrawny black mule with drooping ears and dull eyes.

The bony man with no eyes and no nose sat cross-legged on the back of the mule, holding a yellowed and sticky chipped plate in his left hand, and the leg of an unknown animal in his right hand, biting and eating.

The egg-laying rooster fluttered its wings and was stepping on top of his head. Its comb was bright red and its feathers were golden.

The "white" tiger that fell at the end seemed to be in severe pain. Every few steps it took, it would howl, cold and shrill, like a sinister wind piercing through the bones.

And as it moved, the beautiful "tiger skin" began to peel off in pieces, moving with the wind, revealing the rotten flesh and blood of maggots.

Yunhai deserves to be Qingshan's "neighbor". These five Kalings all have the spirit of the underworld, but they are a little more absurd and magical.

"interesting."

Ji Nian took a few steps back and stood still at the end of the cliff.

The fastest-moving slough has galloped to the position not far from the beginning of the epoch.

Seeing that the target was right in front of him, madness appeared in Huai Qian's eyes, and the gun in his hand turned into the spine of some kind of animal at some point, like a centipede, screaming horribly, and moved prematurely, straight to Ji Nian's neck.

And that black horse turned into a "four-legged" monster made up of seven or eight Kunlun slaves at some point.

"Whoo-"

The dark wind is blowing on the top of the cliff, and the murderous intent is surging.

It was only for a long time, but the mount didn't move, as if it was stuck in a swamp.

Huai Qian turned around and looked around, suddenly realizing that he had been sent to a precipitous mountain full of strange trees at some point.

Dozens of ferocious dogs with iron hair and steel teeth were grinning at him.

The appearance of these dogs is not good. They are either missing claws or broken legs, or their heads are scalded with boiling water, their tails are cut off abruptly, and what's more, their skins are skinned, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

And behind this group of vicious dogs, in the strange forest with flying flies and insects, and bloody stench, there stood a big one-horned white-haired dog impressively.

【Make Money at First Sight】,【Tianxia Taiping】.

One black and one white, one tall and one short, one thin and one strong, all wearing official robes and a tall hat.

Holding a mourning stick in one hand, and a chain of seduction in the other.

Sitting firmly on the head of the coffin, stroking the vicious dog.

"Ho ho."

Low growls and the sound of sharp objects cutting the coffin echoed in the mountains, which was muffled and heavy.

The inner and outer coffins of Carved Nine Dragons and Painted Phoenix kept shaking, as if some kind of terrifying monster was about to burst out of the coffin.

Seeing this, Huaiqian snorted softly, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, he just jumped off his mount, carrying the plum blossom gun, and walked towards the strange forest with heavy steps.

……

at the same time.

[Sheng Hui], who was slower than molting potential, was also sent to a dilapidated village that had been uninhabited for a long time on the crane cloud.

He walked for a long time under the red sun, and just found an old tree with a crooked neck next to the long-abandoned farmland that had been overgrown with weeds.

Raising his hand to sweep away the grass, he saw that under the shade of a tree stood a small temple that was no higher than a person's knee height.

Among them sit an old man and an old woman, both of whom are kind-hearted and kind-eyed, holding a dragon's head crutch in their hands, pruning the mulberry field and offering the back soil.

"Weird, weird, good-looking grandson married grandmother. Pigs and sheep sit cross-legged in front of the table, boiled in the pot of the eminent monk. The daughter eats the mother's meat, and the son beats the father's skin drum. The ritual collapses and the music destroys, and the fire causes all living beings to suffer."

In the deserted ancient village, a song with a rough voice but full of Zen suddenly appeared.

Sheng Hui turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw a white mist rising from the head of the village, and three tall figures walked out of the mist with heavy steps.

Both left and right are dressed as yamen servants, both wearing gold hoops, a red face with fangs, a ferocious face, and a red embroidered robe; a blue face with red eyes, a sinister face, and a blue official robe.

Detaining a nine-foot-long, burly-looking ghost with disheveled hair, he sang and walked from west to east.

More than a dozen skinny ghosts more than one foot high also followed the libretto and the sound of the suona, stepping on the dark clouds and stepping out of the mist gracefully.

They all wore dark red robes, held tattered oil-paper umbrellas, and wrapped their horrible heads and necks with indigo cloth strips. Their steps were light and slow, but they revealed an inexplicable sense of rhythm.

Ordinary people will become dizzy if they look at it for a long time, and become a member of this team.

Sheng Hui knew that a strong enemy was in front of him, so he didn't dare to treat him slowly, so he put his hands behind his back and treated him seriously.

As everyone knows, behind him, there are two old phantoms slowly appearing.

……

The red sun is in the sky.

The dark loess road stretches continuously, and the blood river beside the road is full of copper snakes and leeches, and two dangerous peaks reach Tianxin directly.

There are many iron trees in the mountains, and the mountain roads are full of exotic flowers with flowers but not leaves. They are bright red and coquettish, moving with the wind.

A bony man with no eyes and no nose, with a golden rooster on his head, sitting cross-legged on a black mule, accompanied by a "white" tiger, came to this valley in a hazy way.

The road ahead is covered with wild flowers and thorns, covered with white bones and carrion, and behind it is a terrifying fog of blood.

The yellow sky above the head, like a dark yellow river, is surging forward, and faintly can be heard the mournful cries of the wronged souls and the presumptuous and sickly shrill laughter of the imprisoned executioners.

The ground under their feet was muddy and difficult to walk on, and snakes, insects, rats and ants moved close to the ground.

It can be said that there is no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth.

The bony man has no nose and no eyes, and his daily walking depends on the pair of dim eyes of the big black mule.

I don't know, but there are two huge figures several feet high standing on the top of the two dangerous peaks.

A bull's head, a horse's face, a cold steel fork in one hand, and a beast swallowing knife in the other, standing on the top of the peak, one on the left and one on the right, supporting a phantom of a peach tree with twisted trunks and stretching for three thousand miles.

From a distance, it looks like a huge door, separating the world of mortals and the kingdom of the dead.

The big black mule saw this scene clearly, fought back and forth, and even retreated a few steps, too frightened to move.

The golden rooster behaved better, but its two bewitching eyes fixedly looked at the golden feathered rooster that was with the hawks and vultures not far away, and seemed to be emotionally flickering.

And the papery "white" tiger looked at the tall and beautiful figure at the corner of the mountain road humming, picking coquettish flowers, fresh and green fruits, and was about to move a few steps subconsciously, but was caught by the bony figure. He patted his head, and immediately remained motionless, only crawling on the spot, and a painful growl came from his throat.

The disheveled Celestial Master slowly turned his head at this moment, two dark holes were facing the dangerous peak on the right hand side.

At this time, besides the tall and burly shadow of the bull's head, there was also a Qingjun figure.

"Why do I stand with Lord Niu, and there is no [Tauren] bondage?"

Ji Nian stretched out his hand and pressed the somewhat stiff neck.

The opponent was five high-quality purple-pin Kalings. To be honest, Ji Nian did not have full confidence to win easily.

It can only be divided into three groups with the number of three, one, and one for group fights.

This first group is also the hardest nut to crack. He, the card maker, leads a team to move it.

"An old man without eyes and nose, a rooster that lays eggs, a tiger whose skin has been skinned..."

"It looks quite fragile..."

"I just don't know how to fight."

(End of this chapter)