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Chapter 200 [Make Money at First Sight] Activate!Immortal Master solves insect disasters, [Great Virtuous Teacher] Appears for the first time

"Others are fine..."

"[Three Immortals Returning to the Cave], shouldn't it be a fraudulent skill with various super-fast tricks?"

"It consumes a huge amount of mental power, regardless of the attribution, and puts Balabala's items into the sea of ​​consciousness. It is difficult to crack the mental power of the same level..."

"Good guy, living things are not enough, let's start NTR dead things, right?"

"No, this isn't NTR at all, it's Ming Qiang."

"It also……"

Ji Nian held the bamboo stick in his hand, his eyes lit up: "That's great."

"It's just that the cooling time of these three months is not enjoyable enough."

He smacked his lips and got off the couch lightly.

It was still raining heavily outside the window, and the house was damp and cold, dark and dead.

The mountain wind in the rain pierced into the cuffs like a soft knife. Although he was strong and vigorous, Ji Nian couldn't help tightening the robe he was wearing.

This land seems to be surrounded by mountains and rivers, full of greenery, but it is not a livable place.

Just a rain made him, a silver-level card master, feel uncomfortable.

If it were an ordinary person, it would only be a hundred times more uncomfortable.

"call……"

Lifting the heavy dark gray curtains, and opening the windows slightly.

The corner of the dark and lonely world was revealed instantly, and the cold and fine rain also broke into the house.

"People's lives are as difficult as sailing on a glacier and carrying Mount Tai on their shoulders."

Ji Nian couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Of course he was a badass.

Greedy, shameless, cunning, vicious... are synonymous with him.

You can even find shadows of vultures, poisonous snakes, wild wolves, foxes and other animals on him.

But he is not a bad person.

After all, I grew up in a peaceful environment and spent most of my time in an ivory tower. How could my heart be so dark?
It's just that the green mountains, the Taoyuan, the countless crises, and the overwhelming ghosts made him have to "stress".

It seems that only by showing the "bad" side thoroughly, will you not be bullied and coveted by others.

But I didn't expect that after a lot of effort, people who "only" wanted to protect themselves, "accidentally" became the famous "Taoyuan ghost".

Humans know that ghosts are terrifying, but ghosts know that ghosts are poisonous.

He has naturally heard these "rumours".

But no matter what others said, he just stood there, just like that.

Perhaps, for those who arranged him, he is a real villain, a ghost in Taoyuan.

But to these poor mortals in Jingdi, he is a really good person.

It is undeniable that he has the intention of using these people in his heart.

The bottom line is that he came here to get feedback on his beliefs and increase his strength rapidly.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't have kindness in his heart.

In the cold and dark house, the crying of the emaciated child in the arms of the withered woman gradually died down;

In the fresh green world, the simple old man staggered and staggered with an empty bowl;

In the cold and rainy sky, the "young and strong" in the town are holding on to their thin and weak bodies to beg for food for their families...

The heart of the "Taoyuan ghost" is being beaten all the time.

It's like a child jumping forward and throwing a stone into a frozen lake, the water ripples, the ice floe melts and turns into ripples, soft and powerless.

At least here, he should be a Taoist with great heart, benevolence and compassion.

maybe acting...

"Action..."

The clear voice resounded in the empty house.

The long standing Taoist in yellow robe rubbed his fingers, took a deep breath of the cold air, and walked into the rainy sky with his nine-jointed staff.

Ba Ye twirled a formula for sneaking into the underworld, and followed him.

Qi Ye stayed in the house, watching him gradually leave through the continuous rain, the corners of his bloodless lips could not help but slightly twitch.

And on his attribute panel, the characteristic called [Make Money at First Sight] is blooming colorfully.

……

"Daozhang, are those things still useful?"

In the fairly spacious room, Zhang Liusan was full of expectations.

"of course."

Ji Qingnian nodded with a smile, raised his hand, and took out the [Ghost Slaying Demon Sword].

In an instant, the electricity was turned off, and the cold light shone.

The old man was dazzled.

The Taoist turned his wrist and slashed sideways, the tip of his sword trembling slightly.

The bluestone brick wall a few meters away was instantly stained by a pool of dark red blood.

"I didn't realize it at first, but I just discovered that there is a ghost hiding in this room."

Ji Nian retracted his sword gracefully, with wisps of fresh air above his head, like flying clouds.

The special effects are full.

Zhang Liusan only thought that what he provided made the strength of the Taoist in front of him soar, so he couldn't help showing a proud smile.

"With this move, even if Master Gao Xian came personally, the Taoist priest could try to escape." He said in his heart.

"Old man, old man?"

The call of the Taoist dragged the old man back to reality.

"Have you ever assembled the townspeople?"

Chronicle asks.

"Never..." Zhang Liusan responded subconsciously, and then panicked: "Master Daoist, you don't have to worry about us ants..."

"It doesn't matter." Ji Nian waved his hand, and softly comforted: "Walking in the poor way, maybe one day I will find a few treasures of heaven and earth, and I will make up for it."

"Using the old man's words, Pindao is already half a 'foreigner' now, and there will be no shortage of treasures and elixir in the future. If you use a few tricks casually, there will be no problem."

"That doesn't allow you to take risks..." Zhang Liusan still disagreed.

"Old man, offended."

Ji Nian smiled apologetically, raised his fingers slightly, and presented nine affectionate steel rings out of thin air, hooking up with each other, restraining the old man lightly.

"White horse, stone, yellow worm, white bird, big eye..."

With Ji Nian's whisper, five young people walked in immediately.

Seeing Zhang Liusan bound by the iron ring, they subconsciously widened their pupils.

It can be seen that Zhang Liusan is fine, but looks at Ji Nian with a complicated expression and guilt.

So he obediently stood aside and listened to the other party's orders.

"Go and call all the townspeople." Ji Nian made arrangements.

"Okay, Daoist."

The young man named "White Horse" led the four brothers and ran into the boundless rain, regardless of the old man's dissuasion.

After a while, there was a dull knock on the door from all around.

"Brother Niu, the head of the Taoist priest wants to join us, so you quickly change into your clothes and come with us!"

"Hey, Second Uncle, you have to slow down, the Taoist priest has orders, I will help you go."

Calls come and go.

Zhang Liusan looked bitter: "Master Daoist, it's not worth it..."

Ji Qingnian sighed, feeling a little helpless: "Others treat us like bugs, but we have to treat ourselves like human beings."

"But……"

Zhang Liusan wanted to say something else.

"No buts."

Ji Nian flicked his sleeve robe and stood up with his staff.

"When we first met, the old man said that the poor Taoist is a fairy god. You shouldn't stop what the fairy god wants to do."

After finishing speaking, he chuckled, lifted his index finger, removed the nine steel rings, and then walked out of the house.

At this time, the courtyard was already full of townspeople.

This group of ragged, yellow and thin Dajing ordinary people stood there a little awkwardly, with their heads down, not daring to look into the eyes of the yellow robed Taoist on the stone steps.

"Pin Dao came to Shijie Town, and I have been cared for by all the villagers, but I am poor and have no wealth to repay. Today, I will pull out the zerg for everyone..."

"Master Daoist!" The five young men who called for him exclaimed in unison, but Ji Nian just waved his hands.

With a move of mental strength, he moved the urn from the corner of the courtyard to his side.

At this time, the big dark brown tank had already accumulated a lot of rainwater.

Ji Nian let go of his mental power, swept into it, and there was an instant feedback in his mind.

Seeing that the rim and inner wall of the tank were covered with wriggling white bugs, he couldn't help frowning.

With his fingers, he popped out the white smoke-like golden silkworm Gu, sweeping it away.

It's just that the "appetite" of the little golden silkworm is limited.

This Shijie town is neither big nor small, and there are so many great sights and insects scattered everywhere.

With its current level, even if it can be eaten and chewed, it cannot be digested.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Ji Nian never thought about emptying the zerg.

Anyway, these things will return to the world after a few rains.

As long as it is ensured that during this period, the townspeople eat and drink without worms.

"It's troublesome to pull out worms, but it's not difficult to prevent them."

As Ji Nianxin said, he muttered something, white smoke slowly rose from his body, fists continued, almost into a canopy, and warm yellow light radiated from the body of the staff, reflecting on the faces of everyone in the courtyard.

"call……"

[Fu Shui] It's not a particularly consuming ability, but it can't hold up to a large amount.

The transformation of half a tank of water also made Ji Nian a little tired and haggard.

But his special effects are still very good.

Originally, with his mental power, he used his skills, and there would not be any beautiful scenes.

But now with the skill card [Colorful Play], as soon as [False Way and Crooked Monk] is activated, thousands of special effects will come as soon as they are said.

I saw him staring at the stick, exhaling clear air, turning it into a bamboo banner, in the shape of a dragon's head and a tiger's tail.

The dragon's body is bright and bright, with intricate and exquisite patterns in its mouth, and its eyes are full of divine light, showing a fairy face.

In an instant, spiritual winds rose from all directions, arousing the blossoming clouds, radiant infinitely, splendor continued, and rainbow lights emerged.

The townspeople must have watched this scene.

Unconsciously, the picture of the "Gao Xianshi" using the method that day appeared in his mind:

The ghost king with a blue face, blood eyes and gorgeous robes, a burly ghoul with three eyes, and a monster with short forelimbs and a fierce face all shot together.

Call out the evil wind and attract evil thunder.

All around were terrifying movements, causing hundreds of ghosts to cry and wolves to howl.

In the black cloud and rainstorm, a great horror scene was set off.

But now, the same rain continued, the world was dark, and it was the yellow-robed Taoist in front of him who used his methods.

The golden spirit of Qingyun shrouded them, and they were full of warmth, as if they still had the fragrance of medicine.

It made these townspeople who have suffered so much feel happy and dizzy, and closed their eyes to chew on the few beautiful scenes in their short life.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, two lines of tears flowed.

Ji Nian took this opportunity to control the painting card pen with mental power, adding a few strokes of paleness to the phantom of the skin card floating in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then he let out a long sigh of relief and leaned against the bluestone brick wall.

This exhaustion is not due to acting. Maintaining such a gorgeous special effects scene is no easier than a battle.

"Okay, everyone, come drink the talisman water."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and Jin Guangqingyun disappeared.

Instead, it was bleak, cold rain.

The townspeople shivered and stepped forward to drink the talisman water one after another, all looking happy and relaxed.

The children couldn't help but cheer and dance.

Immediately, a brisk and powerful singing sounded in the courtyard, even driving away the dark clouds that had been in my heart for a long time.

After a while like this, people suddenly thought of something and searched around nervously.

At this time, a young man suddenly called out and raised his finger to the wall, and everyone looked along.

I saw the Taoist who was originally as tall and straight as a green pine, leaning against the base of the wall at this moment, ignoring the mud on the ground, falling into a deep sleep.

The smile is calm, but the face is tired.

The strands of white hair were weighed down by the rain, and then blown by the mountain wind, swaying upwards.

　This time it really did.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)