Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

The secret realm of Qingshan.

The wind blew through Burial Zun Mountain, causing the sea of ​​trees to sway.

The closed-door village located at the foot of the mountain is gloomy.

The slightly pale Xie Wenyuan dressed as an ancient scholar and walked steadily into the village.

During this period, I passed by many farmers wearing linen clothes.

It stands to reason that in this quasi-ancient setting, a small mountain village with less than a hundred households, extremely closed, and without outsiders for a long time, suddenly appears with a character like him with "contradictory painting style". The suddenness is bound to attract countless attention.

But the people here didn't even bother to look at him. They just carried hoes, hunched their backs, and dragged their steps towards the outside of the village.

Xie Wenyuan tasted the numbness in their eyes, as if he were looking at the stone figurines guarding the mausoleum of Emperor Shenglong in the [Underground Palace Secret Realm].

The same face full of lifelessness, the same lifelessness.

But it is clear that he is still alive.

"coming?"

Under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, an old man wearing a short game gently shook his cattail leaf fan, played chess with himself, and drank water made from tea leaves from time to time, enjoying himself.

"teacher."

Xie Wenyuan respectfully sat across from him and played chess with the old man.

"Jiuzhou Shengda has as many talented and talented people as there are birds in the forest. You can take your pick."

The old man's voice was clear and clear, and he raised his hand with a killing move, forcing Xie Wenyuan, who had just arrived, into a blind corner.

"I don't have much time left. Mr. Wang has already set his sights on me, and..."

Xie Wenyuan said, his son dropped, and he suddenly became alive: "The child I found must be the best."

"You said the same thing about Bai Ziliang last time, but what happened? He was mediocre."

The old man was not polite, and with a casual move, he extinguished the flames of Lao Xie's resurgence in chess: "I also let the Bai family's fancy second son mess up Huang."

"After all, he is his second uncle, and I am an outsider..."

Xie Wenyuan was about to explain, but the old man with clear eyes raised his hand to interrupt: "What about outsiders? I was not an outsider when I entered which family, but in the end, I am not a follower like a cloud?"

"You just think too much and are timid in everything you do." The old man made another move, further strangling Xie Wenyuan's chess position.

"The Bai family is the gatekeeper. What's the future for the walking bird paper maker? With the cards in your hand, it's not easy to deal with them?"

"Wang Jindong is quite a character."

"But because of the continuous killing of the sarcoma old Buddha of the Catastrophe Temple and the green lion protector of the Yunding Gate, they were infected with scenery poison. Their strength and longevity were greatly reduced, and they couldn't live for two years at all."

"Even if he still holds some trump cards, as long as you don't go too far, he won't take action easily."

"Not to mention, you are going to give that child benefits, not disadvantages. What reason does he have to refuse on behalf of others?"

"But I still have to remind you that you only have one chance to select someone. Are you sure you want to use the opportunity in that year?"

"Confirmed." Xie Wenyuan nodded solemnly: "This kid has a quick mind and is very spiritual in card making. He can always think of stories that fit well and create amazing cards with ordinary materials."

"Sometimes I even feel that there is a supercomputer with amazing computing power in his head, or the wisdom accumulated by countless people for many years. It is really spirituality and talent that can be seen with the naked eye."

"At least in Qingshan, I can't find a young man with more talent than him."

"Since you think so..." The old man yawned, and a "Shaking God" disrupted the chessboard that was about to lose: "Then give him something first."

"It just so happens that I put some 'plug and play' skin cards on the wall of the old house at No. 3 Qingshan. They are all available for cards. You can give them to them."

Upon hearing this, Xie Wenyuan immediately stood up and said "thank you", and then the old man said quietly: "I usually don't see each other for a year and a half, but I finally came here for the sake of my children."

"No way, the child is just one thing, I also miss you very much..."

"Miss me?" the old man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Have you brought anything? Come here to see the teacher, just come empty-handed?"

"Ah?" Xie Wenyuan was stunned for a moment when he was asked, and then he heard the old man say: "Don't bring your old fritters to me, I won't be fooled by your kid."

"Since you're here, sit down and play two more games of chess with the teacher. Did you come here with a standing ticket?"

"Then I'll cut two plates with the teacher." Xie Wenyuan smiled, rubbed his hands, and sat down happily.

In the next chess game, he naturally "tried his best" but failed to win even once.

Each time, he "suffered" for a long time under the opponent's ultimate move, only to "regrettably" lose.

The old boy was happy, but he himself was very tired.

……

At the same time, outside the Qingshan Secret Realm, there is a safe hunting zone designated by the association.

Ji Nian is happily sorting out the material cards in his hands.

"Okay." He said with a chuckle.

With Sister Lin's help, he had already collected materials with a market value of more than 100,000 yuan after half the time stipulated for capturing the materials.

After all, this is a "safe" area that has been cleared many times by the Zhenyuan Army.

It is the limit that we can leave some harmless flowers, plants, fish, insects, useless spirits, and three-inch evil spirits for students and recruits to catch and play with.

If we really get low-level top players like Huangyang Laodao and Mutated Roshan Gui, maybe a second "Zi Liang" will appear.

The long-established genius "overturned" on the spot.

Not to mention this kind of scene, if it happens too many times, other provinces will think that there is no one in the mountains.

Maybe there will be some idle celebrity who says, "There is no genius, so Ziliang becomes famous" and make Qingshan Taoyuan look ugly.

But this is a secret realm after all, and it is impossible for you to trap it artificially. There is nothing wrong with it.

It can be seen from Daiyu's somewhat vague memory fragments that there are at least two less safe areas in this "safe" area.

One of them is the valley where the blood and tears grass spirits live.

As a special material with excellent skills and characteristics that can be directly transformed, she is naturally a big sister-like existence in that valley.

But this doesn't mean that she is the only powerful creature there.

[Flower-Sucking Black Wolf Demon with Evil Smiling], [Auntie Dumb Yellow Flower], [Blood Thorn Rose Spirit]... are also often active in that valley.

It's just that she's not as powerful as her and doesn't dare to run around easily, so she only comes occasionally.

But now, the Blood and Tears Grass Spirit has been captured by the cunning and evil card maker.

The valley with the most spiritual energy is naturally inhabited by virtuous people.

"I am a virtuous person." Ji young smiled happily.

According to his estimation, those wolf monsters, flower spirits, imps, and wind spirits must have broken their heads by now.

Sure enough, when he arrived there, the ugly gray wolf with sticky hair was charging towards the tall and delicate yellow flower spirit demon with a ferocious smile.

When the little flower essence saw Daiyu, she was stunned for a moment, then as if she had seen a savior, she quickened her pace and hid behind the little girl.

The tall body, which is more than 1.7 meters, is trembling.

Daiyu turned her head and glanced at the little flower essence with some doubts. She felt vaguely familiar. Even though it was pitifully weak, she didn't know how much it was worth.