Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

The nine-section staff, also known as the staff, is a commonly used instrument in Taoism.

"Dongxuan Lingbao Taoist Rituals" says: In all Taoism, you should know that the nine-section staff is used to help the elderly and save people in danger. Each one has its own name, so you must know it. Each of the nine sections is named after a star. Inside, there are spiritual scripts, cloud seals, and true talismans of the Five Mountains, and the bags are made of yellow-patterned silk bags.

The ancients said: Point the stick to the sky, and the gods will perform rituals; point the stick to the earth, and the earth will greet you; point to the northeast, and all ghosts will form a bundle.

In Zhaijiao rituals, Taoist priests often use staffs made with secret methods to summon heavenly generals and gods, and can also use methods to break through hell.

That is to say, focus on the staff and transform it into a pillar of bamboo, in the shape of a dragon's head and a tiger's tail.

After the Dharma is completed, the dragon's body shines brightly, with a flower flag in its mouth, and the wind and the wind are dancing in the sky, coiled above it.

The brilliance is infinite, and it is a grand atmosphere.

Naturally, chronology does not have that much power.

But I can't stand the equipment.

——Although Taiping Dao collapsed in the late Han Dynasty, it also made a great contribution to the perfection of Taoism.

The custom of Taoist priests of later generations holding a staff, wearing yellow robes, and yellow crowns, and using talismans and incantations to treat people's illnesses and eliminate disasters is the inheritance of the rules of Taiping Dao.

To put it bluntly, the [Nine-section Staff of Peace] is the ancestor of the magical weapon [Ce Zang].

Normally, a treasure with such a high upper limit cannot be made with Ji Nian's current mental strength.

Even if it is successful, it will most likely be a defective product like the first edition of [Mountain Ghost Spends Money].

In fact, until now, [Mountain Ghost Spends Money] is not perfect, and the spell has not been completed.

If we didn't need a medium that could remotely borrow the power of mountain ghosts, Ji Nian would have collected a bunch of "Brother Kong Fang" and strung them together.

Closer to home, the gods themselves can be bypassed in the card making process and the top concepts of Chinese mythology such as Taishang, Sanqing, Tianpeng, Taichi and Bagua can be borrowed.

But if you don't have enough mental strength to support the relevant characteristics and skills, what's the use of just having a name?

On the contrary, it is easy to drive obsessive-compulsive disorder to death.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Ji Nian excluded things like [Sanqing Bell] and [Canopy Ruler] from its early-stage creation list.

I plan to buy a few more strings of copper coins and make a money sword; or I might dig some peach trees in the secret realm of Taoyuan and make a peach wood sword.

It's just a coincidence that when he first entered the secret realm, he got the two materials [Lame Yellow Sheep Old Way] and [Green Nine-jointed Bone Bamboo], and [Qingshan Cup] happened to have the [Anchor Point Battle] project, [Zhang Jiao] 】This character burst into his eyes immediately.

Even the [Nine-section Scepter of Peace], a grandmaster-level magic weapon with a low starting point and a high upper limit, also caught his eye.

"This treasure is destined to me."

As a purple light lit up, Ji Nian threw the bamboo he had found randomly into his space backpack and replaced it with the [Nine-section Staff of Peace].

The mysterious and magical [Ascension to Immortality] property instantly dissipated the "underworld energy" lingering on him, and replaced it with a highly comfortable "immortal energy".

It is almost comparable to the "spiritual energy" of the mountain ghost.

"This is in line with my temperament."

Ji Nian smiled, and his strong personal temperament instantly suppressed the immortal energy. At first glance, he looked like an evil monk cooking zombies and refining poisonous insects in a small dark room.

In fact, it is.

"Tidy up the house."

After regaining his composure, he stroked his long beard under his chin, his eyes watery, kind and calm.

Sitting on a sallow wooden chair with a book in hand, he looked up and looked out the window from time to time, with a look of compassion on his face.

On the dark mahogany table behind him, there was a wisp of smoke rising from the rusty bronze cauldron.

In an instant, they turned into a bunch of horned, red-coated, blue-faced, evil-smiling children, running back and forth in the dimly lit house like a wisp of smoke.

After a while, he stood on the table with his tiger-toe shoes, his little hands on Ji Nian's shoulders, his head stuck out, and he looked at the book.

Behind him, the already clean house took on an almost "dust-free" state.

Even the air is as fresh as washed with water.

"It's time to 'sleep'."

Ji Nian stretched out and put everything in his space backpack and space card into the [Nine-section Scepter of Peace].

Although the first two carry the word space, they can only hold one cubic meter of things, and the requirements for the weight and nature of the items are not low.

Therefore, chronology has always contained only what is on the tip of the knife.

Things like black dog blood, child urine, and rooster blood are all packed in 2L Coke bottles. In addition, there are dozens of kilograms of glutinous rice and garlic cloves several meters long when fully unfolded.

On the pretext of conducting research, they collected disposable defense cards, throwing fireball cards, energy storage electric shock cards, and triggering knife-cutting cards from the principal, Lao Xie, Lao Fan, Lao Su, Wei Ya and others.

Logically speaking, with Black and White Wuchang and General Zeng protecting him, he wouldn't have any need for these things.

But who made him bad...

Once the enemy falls into his hands, there is no possibility of dying easily.

"sleep."

Ji Nian yawned and put the mountain ghost money under his pillow. The nine-section staff of peace and the medicine cauldron containing the golden silkworm Gu were at hand.

The seventh master is hanging the beams, the eighth master is sitting on the vat, and General Zeng is standing against the wall. If you watch it at night, you will see two scenes.

"what……"

Ji Nian yawned, put on his clothes and "slept".

As everyone knows, at this moment, something big is happening outside the secret realm.

……

Qingshan, an ordinary winter day.

The half-month long period of peace and quiet has allowed people to gradually adapt to the unusually cold weather.

Go to school when you need to go to school and go to work when you need to go to work, just like in the past.

It was not until noon that day that the low temperature, which had dropped to minus 20 degrees Celsius, suddenly began to soar.

In just a few hours, it returned to 12 or 13 degrees above zero.

Some of the problems caused by this are not troublesome to the Card Master Alliance.

However, such a strange change in weather is like a signal, signaling the arrival of a great era.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

It was still gray and hazy in the morning, but at noon, I saw dark and thick clouds coming from the direction of the secret realm.

Before the rain comes, the wind comes first, blowing the billboards on both sides of the road.

The dark sky is filled with thunder and lightning, the birds have returned to their nests early, and dark purple branch-shaped lightning is wandering among the clouds.

Boom!

The thunder before the storm was deafening.

Wang Jindong strolled through the streets of Dushuo and found a stall to sit down at.

The boss glanced at him and silently served him snacks and tea without saying a word.

"The tea is good."

Wang Jingdong took a sip of tea, took out a cigarette from the steel cigarette case, raised his hand to pinch off the filter, and held it in his mouth backwards.

About to snap his fingers to start a fire.

An exquisite ancient silver lighter caught his eye.

The orange fire soared up, illuminating the wrinkled, hardened face.

"coming?"

The old man raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man wearing a shirt and trousers with a scholarly air.

"coming."