Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

"Cinian Shangu Temple..."

Ji Nian looked at the name of the [special place that can be anchored] closest to him at the moment, raised his hand and tapped it.

The next moment, a pop-up window popped up on the screen:

"Zhao Wenya, a card maker from Qingshan Province, built a temple with the image and real name of the main battle cardling [Cinian Shangu], and set up coordinates, which often attract ordinary creatures native to Dajing to visit."

"The continuous feedback of faith made her progress in cultivation very quickly, and she successfully broke through to platinum at the age of twenty-two."

"Unfortunately, Tian Nai was jealous of the talent. He was only twenty-four years old and unfortunately died during a secret clearance operation."

"With the consent of his family, the [Cinian Shangu Temple] is now reopened, anchor point No. (14, 44)."

"All card masters can go and re-establish the anchor point by themselves. Our unit will turn off its related navigation functions after the marked point is reoccupied."

"The subsequent maintenance work of the spiritual coordinates and anchor units will also be carried out by the card masters who occupy this place themselves."

Ji Nian flicked his finger and his eyes swept across the screen.

"Building gods and temples, harvesting faith..."

He chanted softly, his eyes brightening slightly.

The method of setting up coordinates by "building a temple" was very much in line with his original vision.

"Building tombs, erecting tombs, etc. are too mundane and too routine. It takes a lot of effort to get to this great scene, so it's not a big deal."

Ji Nianxin said, setting [Cinian Shangu Temple] as his target location, and then rushed there with Qi Ye, Ba Ye and Yingtai.

Along this road, there are barren graves all over the place, and various statues filled with weird auras, like hungry ghosts that want to chew human flesh and bones, are about to break out of the rocks at any time.

Fortunately, this atmosphere of the underworld did not last long. After walking for more than ten miles, the bright pink, romantic and beautiful peach forest burst into the eyes of the chronicler.

Although the sky is gloomy and a thin gray mist fills the mountains, this large peach forest still adds a touch of bright color to this gray world.

Such a scene makes people feel relaxed unconsciously, and even their steps become brisk.

Ji Nian's physical fitness was quite outstanding. He traveled quickly and soon arrived at the location marked on the map.

It is worth mentioning that although this [Cinian Shangu Temple] only appears as small red dots on the map, in fact, the entire hill where it is located is included.

But it's not a small piece of land.

"It's a pity that it's in Dajing, otherwise we would make a lot of money by outsourcing it every year."

Ji Nianxin said, looking up at the hill in front of him.

It was said to be a small mountain, but in front of them, it was still a huge thing.

Moreover, it has been discovered that the gray fog here is much denser than other places.

If the fog at the entrance is what nature can produce on its own, then here, it is definitely driven by "people".

"It can't be Magnia from "Ultraman Tega", right?"

Ji Nian made a casual remark, adjusted his mood, and slowly moved towards the mountain under the protection of his three Kalings.

The fog here is so thick that you can't see your fingers, and besides water droplets, there are also some unknown objects that cannot be deciphered by the secret realm helmet.

Ji Nian could only hold Yingtai's hand and slowly walk forward "feeling in the dark" in a posture that seemed to be "carried away" by the impermanence of black and white.

Fortunately, Qi Ye is very considerate and always cleans up any rocks or moss that may cause him to fall before he sets foot.

Ba Ye also pressed his shoulder with one hand and held the chain tightly with the other hand, observing the surroundings with cold eyes.

Every time he makes a move, a poor wandering soul passing by will be tied up and put into a blank card to use as material for the chronology.

In this way, one person, one ghost and two gods support each other and move forward step by step.

Finally, half an hour later, we arrived halfway up the mountain.

At the same time, a tiger roar suddenly sounded from heaven to earth.

The sound echoed around, making it impossible to determine its specific location.

However, from the strong bloody smell in the air, it can be seen that the other party must be nearby.

"Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble when you go up the mountain in foggy weather? Today's young people are too courageous."

"Come with us. We are the hunters around here. You won't lose anything if you walk with your eyes closed."

"Let's go quickly, there are big insects on this mountain."

Just when Ba Ye was wrapping the chain around his fist in circles, preparing to perform "Impermanence Fighting the Tiger" to make some money for Ji Nian, a logical and clear dialogue suddenly sounded from all around.

Tili Tulu, Ji Li Gua La, mixed with some strange accent that I have never heard in ages.

But after all, it has not broken away from the Chinese language family. Even guessing the year can be somewhat correct.

The vigilance was instantly raised.

"Being a hunter in the Ghost Nest? I have to say, this identity is very imaginative."

Ji Nianxin said but didn't reply.

Who knows if these guys have the skill of "sucking away souls when others respond".

In a secret realm, only by staying cautious can you live longer.

"Come with us."

Someone continued to speak.

Immediately afterwards, several hazy figures appeared in the fog, turned and walked quickly in one direction.

Upon seeing this, the seventh master and the eighth master looked at each other, the corners of their mouths slightly raised, and a flash of spirituality flashed in their eyes.

From the moment Yingtai entered the secret realm, her whole little face was full of seriousness, and she tightly held the hand that marked the year and would not let go for a moment.

"Hurry up, it's going to be dark soon."

As if he noticed that Ji Nian was not following him, one of the "Orions" turned his head and said hello.

"let's go."

Ji Nian gave a casual instruction and led the three Kalings to catch up with the "Orions".

What surprised him was that these guys didn't lead them to a cliff where they would be shattered if they took one wrong step, nor did they encounter a deep pit full of bamboo thorns.

Just make three turns and two turns and get into a path that is convenient for going up the mountain.

Just like that, I walked for more than ten minutes.

As we were about to reach the top, a gust of wind suddenly hit our face, causing Ji Nian's cheeks to hurt.

Then he saw a ferocious tiger head with scars all over it gradually approaching, its bloody mouth wide open, as if it wanted to bite his head off.

"A traitor to a tiger? Was that a traitor just now?"

Su Shi's "Issues about Fishermen and Woodcutter" contains: "In the past, they were eaten by tigers. Now that they have become ghosts, they are now being fought by tigers."

Not surprisingly, the "Orion" who just lured them to this place is the demon controlled by this tiger monster.

Unfortunately, they reversed the relationship between hunter and prey and successfully "led the wolf into the house."

"Oh!"

There was a short explosion between heaven and earth, but it was Master Ba who knocked the tiger over with a big swing of his fist, breaking several large bluestones one after another.

"Ho ho."

The tiger barked twice strangely, like a human coughing.

It was born a different species, with strong bones and strong muscles. It could withstand Ba Ye's punch without any damage to its roots.

After shaking his head for a while, Kabuto turned around and swung his tiger tail at Master Ba. The bloody line that was instantly raised cut down a group of strange rocks and ancient trees along the road.