Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

"insect?"

The old man frowned.

There was a hint of self-deprecation in this tone.

Those noble "immortals" would not call themselves this.

"Could it be that this is really a wild Taoist priest without 'mana'?" the old man thought.

Naturally, he didn't know that there was a person named "Ji Nian" in the world, who was greedy and shameless, and didn't take calling himself "a bug" seriously at all.

But the survival wisdom transformed from many years of experience still kept reminding him that there was a high probability that there was something wrong with the person in front of him.

Moreover, just three days ago, the "High Immortal Master" who had always been invisible to the dragon suddenly appeared and reminded them that there would be an "evil guest" coming to their door in the town.

"is it you?"

The old man cast his gaze on Ji Nian, seeming to be thinking.

"Third Uncle, please give me an idea, whether to rush or kill."

The young man with dark complexion and scars all over his body leaned into the old man's ear and reminded: "Whether he is that person or not, we have to get him out."

"The Immortal Master just gave the order to die two days ago. If we dare to disobey, the [Zombie Demon King Protector God] and the Ghostly Eyed Protector God will definitely eat us!"

"Um……"

After hearing the words, the old man pondered for a while, and rubbed his rough hands back and forth on the dark red walking stick.

After decades of suffering in this desperate world, he is far more intelligent than these youngsters.

I know that many things are not as simple as they seem.

Let’s just talk about the man in front of me. If he says he is a “worm”, does that mean he must be a “worm”?

What if this is some kind of "evil god" who practices "deceiving people" as a way of cultivation and has a bad personality, and he and others expel him, wouldn't that lead to trouble?

They couldn't afford to offend the high immortal master who "protected" the town; they couldn't afford to offend a potential "immortal god" either.

Survive through cracks and difficulties.

This is Dajing Mortal.

"This Taoist Priest...we..."

After pondering for a long time, the old man decided to say some soft words to coax this "great god" away in a good manner.

But just halfway through the words, the familiar, majestic voice sounded in my mind: "Zhang Liusan."

"Immortal Master."

The old man swallowed and replied carefully.

"Put that guy in."

The edict issued by the Immortal Master is like thunder rolling from the sky, and his magnanimity is great.

But Zhang Liusan always felt that this voice was indifferent and cold.

"Zhang Liusan?"

"Immortal Master" repeated again, as if he was getting angry.

"The ants understand."

Zhang Liusan sighed silently, motioned for the crowd to disperse, and then cupped his hands towards the calendar:

"Taoist Priest, please come in. There have been constant natural disasters these days, and the [Insect Habitat] exploded not long ago. There is nothing to entertain. I hope you will forgive me."

"I am very grateful to have a shelter from the rain. I dare not ask for more." Ji Nian tossed his sleeves and robe, holding his bamboo stick, and walked side by side towards the town with Zhang Liusan.

The moment he entered the town, the bat-winged stone beasts guarding both sides of the town gate opened their eyes, their fangs slightly exposed.

The cold wind suddenly spread through the Shijie Town, where the traffic and houses looked like they were, like an invisible net, trapping Ji Nian, Zhang Liusan and others in it.

At the same time, the lacquered red wooden door of the small temple in the center of the town was pushed open by an invisible force, revealing three chairs, one high and two low.

The corpse demon king has three slightly closed eyes and a green face with fangs. The ghostly eyes with ghostly eyes and extremely short forelimbs are located at the bottom.

The ghost king wearing a crown and dragon robe sits high in the middle, with a crown made of blood-red bamboos moving in the wind.

There are two stone platforms behind him.

A ghost seal filled with dark green light was guarded by four ghost dragons on the top and eight ghost faces on the bottom.

There were several tattered books on a shelf. The slightly yellowed pages were blown open by the wind, but there was no word.

This is Goldman Sachs's arrangement.

"Oh, so what can I do no matter how powerful I am? My anchor points are all real 'living people'."

"If they are loyal to me, they will fight you to the death; if they are not loyal to me, will they be loyal to you? Isn't it because people's hearts are wandering and they are left with nothing but chicken feathers on the ground?"

In the secret realm of Taoyuan, in the vast fog, Goldman Sachs did not rush up the mountain. Instead, he found a piece of bluestone and sat down, hoping to get a glimpse of some arrangements of the year from the bottom of the mountain.

It’s just that I didn’t gain anything for a long time.

Just then, Xin'er came from Shijie Town, and a Taoist who called himself "Chongzi" wanted to enter the village.

He simply let it in.

"I don't care if you're counting the years or not, I have my base in Shijie Town. Even if Bai Ziliang, who hadn't made a breakthrough a few months ago, came here, I wouldn't be able to please him."

"I want to see what kind of work you can do." Goldman Sachs thought to himself.

But like a sudden power outage, an auditory hallucination of "beep" suddenly sounded in his mind, and the sensory connection with the "Three Kings" of Shijie Town was instantly disconnected.

Looking around, I saw a huge fog coming up.

"Ho ho."

A dry and hoarse chuckle came from the fog. It sounded mean and bad, making people think of the year.

"Is this coming?"

Goldman Sachs looked serious, and under the protection of [Leafless Blood Core Flower King] and [Triangle-Eyed Bald Old Man], he slowly approached the foot of the mountain.

But before he had taken a few steps, he stumbled and fell into the mud - someone kicked him from behind.

……

At the same time, Shijie Town.

Ji Nian is walking in this rainy town, imitating Qi Ye in terms of facial expressions and movements, and can't help but reveal a calm, gentle and reassuring temperament.

The townspeople on both sides looked at him quietly and talked in low voices, not daring to speak loudly.

Finally, Zhang Liusan spoke to break the awkwardness: "I just heard from Shanwa that the Taoist priest is here to treat illnesses and save people?"

"I know a little bit about medical skills and can use talisman water to treat diseases." Ji Nian said with a gentle smile.

"A spell that turns water into water? This is a great magical power! Why did the Taoist priest just call himself..." Zhang Liusan hesitated.

"Insects?" Ji Nian said with a smile: "It's true that I don't know any magic, I just learned some small skills from strangers. Treating diseases and saving people along the way is not only to confirm what I have learned, but also to increase my knowledge."

"Taoist Master, have you traveled a long way?" Zhang Liusan's expression and tone gradually relaxed, seemingly moved by Ji Nian's gentle temperament.

"Yeah." Ji Ning nodded lightly.

"Then...what's it like outside?" The old man rubbed the cane in his hand and asked seemingly unintentionally.

"You can't see anything when you go out. White bones cover the plain. Not all the world is the same, but the people are suffering." Ji Nian replied.

"It's all like this..." The old man laughed at himself and said, "We are just insects."

Ji Nian smiled and shook his head without speaking.

The old man sped up a few steps, raised his hand to lift the dark and tattered curtain, and led Ji Nian into a small room.

The child's sobs reached Ji Nian's ears, very softly.

"The Taoist priest is very skilled in medicine. I wonder if he can see a doctor for our baby..."

Looking at the child with a sallow complexion and tear-stained face, as if he was about to die in a second, Zhang Liusan was distressed: "Please take a look."

He is also a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Who doesn’t know how powerful [Insect Roost Disk] is?

Having lived in Qingshan all his life, he knew better than anyone else that the "High Immortal Master" could not actually cure this "disease".

Just use this as an excuse to hang them up.

But bugs have no right to choose...

For children……

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, you should not give up.

Just like they believed in the "High Immortal Master" before, they are also willing to believe in this Taoist priest once.

Nothing is better than not trying at all.