Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythology Card Group

Chapter 253 Cards are your own strength, the only worry about the year

"Empty! Empty! Empty! Boom!!!"

In the distant valley, the Kaenergy mechanical airship, which resembles the flat map of Yucheng, quickly transforms into a robot giant with the extremely comfortable sound of parts running in.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a tin can with legs and hands. The shape is not very good-looking, but the arsenal is extremely rich. Various new "card" weapons are tightly held by hundreds of mechanical tentacles, distributed in a fan shape .

It seems that as long as there is an order, a barrage of energy can be played at any time.

On both sides of his head, there is a monk standing together.

The Taoist, with a livid complexion, slightly sunken cheeks, a dark blue Taoist robe, and a rusty sword in his hand, is exactly what he saw before.

The monk, with a ruddy complexion, a round face, a bright red robe, and a string of beads on his hand, is the principal's new brand [Abandon the Butcher Knife·Shichen Xin].

Both of them have a strong character, even standing in a slightly funny can, they can't stop that tall man.

"They've been watching from the sidelines for a long time."

The man in black, whose cheeks were cracked like cracks in the dry land, and who was carried by Zongzi like a chicken, coughed heavily, and said, "There are many people who secretly protect you. People like me, for you, Not even a stumbling block, but at most a training dummy responsible for being beaten."

"Your Excellency's killing intent just now does not seem to be fake."

The sound of the year came from all directions.

Even though the man in black seemed to have no chance to resist, he didn't intend to go out.

Senior brother Li said it well, if you are steady, you can live a thousand years, but if you are reckless, it is difficult to win the crown.

The enemy is at present, and stability is the most important thing.

"cough."

The loss of massive blood energy made the black-robed man weaker and weaker.

Ji Nian is not a person who likes to talk nonsense, Zongzi brother is even more ruthless, and his shots are vicious, and with the help of Seventh Master and Eighth Master, Zipin five-star Kaling may not be able to withstand it.

But this "big living person" who can run, jump, talk and talk is stronger than Kaling, who is made up of rules.

After making heavy injuries in a short period of time, he still looks quite angry.

"It's tricky."

Ji Nian frowned, and was about to reach out to call the tin can not far away to join the monk, when the man in black suddenly raised his head and stared at his direction.

It's like being stared at by a hungry rainforest python, Ji Nian's hairs stand on end in an instant, and goose bumps stand up.

"Without cards, what are you?"

The man in black smiled evilly and asked again.

"I am you X."

Ji Nian replied very unqualifiedly.

He is the Great Ghost of Taoyuan, not the Great Sage of Taoyuan.

Faced with this kind of stupid dog problem, there is only fragrance.

The black-robed man was not angry at all, he only smiled lightly, and said in a low voice: "The Qingshan Cup champion year, I wish you... have a good dream."

Leaving this endless sentence, in the blink of an eye, he turned into a puddle of flesh.

Brother Zongzi slowly raised his hand, seeing the minced meat flowing on his fingertips, he was obviously taken aback.

Seeing this, Ba Ye turned his head and looked at his righteous brother, Qi Ye just shook his head slightly.

Obviously, the current situation, with his current incomplete spirituality, cannot be fully understood.

"Young year."

Ghost Dao Shao Wenzhong rested his hands on his back and floated beside Ji Nian, his voice was sharp and dry like a cat scratching a board.

"Principal, that was just now..."

Ji Nian pointed at the traces left by the previous fight.

For a moment, I really thought that the fight just now was some kind of meaningless test.

But the murderous intent and madness in the black-robed man's eyes did not seem to be fake at all.

"Great ghost shakes the spirit" will not lie, and the calendar can be sure that in certain moments, the man in black really wanted to kill himself.

"It's the black robe again..."

Uncle Dong gently shook his head with Shao Wenzhong's ghostly body, and recalled: "Just today, Kyushu is still in the third year of high school. The champion of the provincial card making competition, or in other words, the magic card experience officer, almost all received the 'black robe man'. ' attack."

"Some say it's a new evil organization; some say it's the Jing Xingjiao or fusion faction that's selecting new recruits; some say it's the Dajing monster who took advantage of the intensified integration of the secret realm."

"I personally prefer the first possibility."

"The Jing Xingjiao and the fusion sect have been making big moves recently. If you want to accept it, you can immediately withdraw your combat power. If you want to follow normal thinking, you will not even look at you newcomers who have not grown up."

"As for the invasion of demons...not to mention whether they can come in, even if they really come in front of you and me, they should keep their tails between their legs. Demons are not stupid, and if they have a chance to live, they will not take the initiative to die. Knowing that you provincial champions are guarded, it is stupid to jump out and attack."

"If you really want to die, sneak attack on me, a bad old man who has a vendetta and buried most of his body in the coffin, wouldn't it be more..."

The headmaster considered his words and said slowly, "Is it cost-effective?"

"That is to say, we don't really understand the brain circuits of monsters..." Ji Nian whispered, suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help asking: "By the way, principal, why is this black-robed man so powerful without relying on cards?" ?”

"Don't rely on cards?" "Shao Wenzhong" said with a sneer: "He really dares to brag. Cards are the source of Blue Star's extraordinaryness. Above Blue Star, no strongman can do without cards."

"It is said that when one's mental strength has reached a certain level, one can travel to Kyushu in a single thought, and when one becomes angry, one can seal mountains, oceans, rivers, caves and valleys, and everything into another dimension."

"But even if it is so powerful, its main means of combat must be cards."

"For a card maker, a card is never a foreign object, but a manifestation of one's own will under the rules of the world."

"Don't believe in those conspiracy theories on the Internet, thinking that the cards are external forces all day long, the principal can tell you very seriously that the cards are our own from the beginning to the end, and have nothing to do with hands, feet, internal organs, and souls. the difference."

"The cards you create are one with you."

"If they have no or little relationship with you, even if they make up a story, the review will fail."

"Believe in yourself, believe in the cards."

"While we choose them, why aren't they choosing us?"

"You young people often say 'going both ways', that's why."

"We are the root of the card, and the card is our soul."

Speaking of this, the green-faced "Shao Wenzhong" turned slightly, and let out a heavy sigh unique to the old man: "I once declared to the public that you were my closed disciple, but I never taught you anything useful. You must keep it in mind! Don't give the evil spirits a chance to invade!"

"Evil invasion?"

The year is a bit confusing.

In this regard, the principal only said: "Spiritual power is also known as heart power, and it cultivates the heart of a person. But the card is one's own strength, and one believes that the card is an external force. If you don't believe in yourself, as time goes by, you will lose your heart. Wait until then ..."

"Shao Wenzhong" paused for a moment, then turned his head suddenly, his long and narrow red eyes were facing Ji Nian's eyes: "Gods, ghosts and ghosts will come to you."

"Guess, why is Bai Ziliang, a majestic genius, being tricked by the inexperienced Roshan? Roushan is blessed by the ghost emperor, and he doesn't know how to fight?"

"Humph."

The headmaster sneered, didn't say anything more, just patted Ji Nian's shoulder with the hand of "Shao Wenzhong", and sighed again:
"This is a difficulty that all card makers will face. It's just that sooner or later, those black-robed people seem to intend to speed up the process."

"It's impossible for the principal to stay by your side all the time. When that day comes, remember one thing, believe in yourself and the cards. They exist for the card creators and are always ready to fight for us."

After all, a wisp of invisible energy dissipated between heaven and earth, and Shao Wenzhong returned to his lifeless appearance.

Ji Nian stood there for a long time in thought, his heart trembling.

"The difficulties that every card maker will face..."

Ji Nian pondered for a long time, and his mind was in turmoil for a while, the principal's words really pierced his heart.

"You really deserve to be the old instructor of Yuanjun in Dongtu Town..."

Ji Nian shook his head with a complicated expression.

His mind was extremely firm, and this matter was buried deep in his heart, and he was still unwilling to face it.

Until today, it was finally cut out bloody.

"It turns out that those card makers who don't have a ready-made story will also...wrong!"

"In this era, there is no so-called independent card maker."

"Children from aristocratic families and members of big bosses are all borrowing pots to cook, that is, borrowing from the teacher's worldview to make their own cards; commoner children are not grinding stories without grounds, and there are several sets of good templates in textbooks for senior grades."

"That is to say, this has never been my problem alone, but the worry of the times."

"Everyone is like this, so I'm relieved."

Thinking of this, Ji Nian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This is the same as the teacher in middle school who asked those who did not do their homework to stand behind. As long as someone is with you, you will not feel tired standing for a day.

"However... according to the principal, it is similar to anxiety, which may attract evil spirits."

"My worries may be heavier than others, and the evil spirits caused by this..."

Thinking of this, Ji Nian couldn't help frowning.

But the next moment, he realized something, hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and even swiped a few videos of his sister shared with him by Brother Ziliang to soothe his emotions.

——If this so-called evil spirit is really related to "worry", then you can't think too much about it, because the more you think about it, the more problematic it becomes.

"But that doesn't mean you're not prepared."

"Just in case, when I go back this time, please ask Shen Tu Yulei first."

"Tang Taizong had Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong block the severed soul of the Dragon King of Jinghe. I will directly invite the first door god of China, who is also the Eastern Ghost Emperor. No matter what kind of evil he is, he can block it back."

Ji Nian thought about it this way, and talked about it for comfort.

Immediately, the white clouds and domains dispersed, and Yingtai, Zongzi brother and Tudi Gong were put away, leaving only the seventh and eighth masters to guard in the dark, and then they floated down.

After pulling the domain, everything is still the same, without any trace of fighting.

But this is destined to be a day I will never forget.

The end of the year is about facing this one and only fear.

"By breaking through this level, I will truly be 'invincible'."

According to his understanding, a self-aware "Wen Chao" has psychological flaws, and must be as brazen as a stick, and feel that everything is his own, so as to tide over the difficulties.

"I'm really not that kind of person, but I try my best."

Thinking of this, Ji Nian couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

I really didn't expect that there would be a day when I would be trapped and restricted due to my lack of thick skin.

"Brother Nian!"

Su Er shouted loudly, pulling back his thoughts.

"We're back!"

Ren Wang laughed and raised the material card in his hand.

After Du Shuo's unified training, it was the first time for him to fight recklessly without any scruples, and he took this as an opportunity to prove the strength of the leopard-tailed commander.

In this regard, his evaluation is, Brother Nian nb!

Our leopard-tailed marshal poked there, and the beast-like ghost trembled like a grandson, piercing through the crack with no effort at all.

Before this war, he still thought that what he built was "Little Smart", and the story given by Brother Nian was "Peace Fruit 4".

Now... In his heart, Brother Nian is "Pingguo 14 ProMax", and his is at most a fat, cooing little messenger pigeon.

Chen Yuan behaved calmly.

As the person present who has known Ji Nian for the longest time, he has absolute confidence in "Brother Nian" and "Brother Nian's story".

In his eyes, this is just a small scene. One day, Brother Nian will lead them to do epic-level hard work of "shooting the sun" and "piercing the sky", which is called the ancestral grave smoking.

Cheng Nanju, Xu Chunliang, and Huang Mo were also after this battle, and they were even more grateful for their decision to follow the calendar.

"Brother Nian is able to get along with him, and he will really give a story if he has a story" became their consensus.

"I just want [Shanjiang Kugugang], and you share the other materials yourself."

Seeing Ren Wang walking over with a thick stack of material cards, Ji Nian immediately waved his hand and said.

Now he no longer needs these miscellaneous low-level material cards, and it is too troublesome to exchange change.

"Here, Brother Nian."

Upon hearing this, Ren Wang smiled and handed over the scene materials with dark blue borders to Ji Nian.

Ji Nian picked it up naturally, and didn't mention the matter of the man in black. Seeing that the sky was completely dark, he led everyone towards the airship.

"Brother Nian, Shanjiang Kugugang is quite far away from Tianbang Village, so let's maintain the current pace, and we probably won't arrive until tomorrow morning."

Chen Yuan said.

"It's not good to make too much noise at night, it's just right to arrive tomorrow morning."

Ji Nian replied.

Cheng Nanju, who was browsing the information on the side, frowned at this moment: "Brother Nian, why do I feel that Tianbang Village is a bit..."

"It doesn't matter, does it?"

Ji Nian picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and said with a light smile.

"Yes, according to the information, Tianbang Village has been enshrining [Guanghua Wenxin · Xie Longchang] for a hundred years, and has won 27 provincial cultural class champions, 72 city cultural class champions, and 53 official card masters. Fourteen restorers, eight fortifiers, and two card creators."

"From this point of view, Xie Longzhang is also kind to them. If it doesn't rain for three years or if there is no valley for three years, I can still understand that they hire someone to "snipe God". Don't say three years, they should do it all year. But 'being the number one scholar' is not a matter of life and death, just for such a trivial matter, stabbing the 'benefactor' in the back, isn't it a bit too unreasonable..."

"There is no benefactor, at most it is a transaction." Ji Nian replied: "Tianbang Village has been enshrined for generations in exchange for Xie Longchang to attract the number one scholar. To put it bluntly, it is a transaction. the difference."

"Having said that, it's not that bold and ruthless that Bang Village can hire people to kill gods regardless of their centuries-old faith."

"Let's hurry up and set out the mission tomorrow, and avoid dealing with them."

(End of this chapter)