Different from the previous six who were wild and ostentatious when they were born, Lu Pan, who was born as a civil servant, has a fierce face but reveals the restrained and open-minded character of a scholar.
"Congratulations, Lao Lu."
Mr. Ba, who was standing not far from Zhou Chuan, congratulated him.
Lu Pan nodded slightly in response, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, and it was obvious that his spiritual intelligence had not yet fully recovered.
He just stared at Zhou Chuan for a while, and then turned into an orange light and fell into his hand.
"The pattern is pretty good."
Zhou Chuan looked carefully at the first orange card in his life.
On the card, you can see a lobby similar to the ancient county government office. A plaque with the words "Chachasi" written in blood hangs high in the hall. The wooden screens are all painted with snakes, dogs, flowers and ghosts, which are lifelike.
Behind it was a warm room for hearing cases. Inside the room, there was a three-foot-high wooden platform on which stood a judge's table. Judge Lu, with a green face, red beard and wearing a red robe, sat on the armchair behind the table, holding up the Kuixing pen and drawing something on the book of good and evil.
The evil ghost being escorted by two ghost officers in the hall was staring at the tip of the Kuixing pen dipped in red ink in Lu Pan's hand, with his head drooping as if his spine had been pulled out.
Looking at the entire card, many details can be said to be very well done.
Even with the perspective of Zhou Chuan, a former programmer who had participated in card design, he couldn't find any fault with this.
"An orange card is an orange card. The pictures are so extraordinary."
Zhou Chuan sighed, then turned the card over to read the detailed introduction of the spiritual card:
Real name: Lu Zhidao
Quality: Orange
Category: Spirit Card (Ghost Fairy)
Introduction: Ugly skin covers beautiful bones, which is enough punishment for evil.
Features:
Open-minded: Lu Pan is open-minded, unconstrained by conventions, and extremely charismatic. When participating in battles, there is a certain probability that he will attract enemy units to join our camp.
Judge: When Lu Zhidao participates in a battle, the fighting spirit of the enemy camp's ghost spirit cards will drop rapidly (when the fighting spirit drops to a certain threshold, the escape from battle effect will be triggered).
Chachasi: As one of the four judges of the underworld, Lu Pan has certain authority over units that match the attributes of the underworld and the underworld, and can temporarily obtain full use rights when higher-level units are not visible.
Grafting: Lu Zhidao carries a sword, axe, and a front. When participating in battle, there is a certain chance that the passive effect of cutting out the heart and replacing the head will be triggered. He can randomly remove body parts of enemy units and sew them up randomly, thus producing unknown negative effects.
Reward the good and punish the evil: When Lu Zhidao participates in the battle, there is a small probability of triggering the interrogation effect of good and evil. After this effect is triggered, the enemy unit will be forcibly dragged into the Chachasi, and after being judged by the beam scale, an unknown negative effect will be imposed.
Bonds:
1. Appearing at the same time as Jourdan can activate the effect of No Question for Humans and Gods.
2. Appearing at the same time with Wei Zheng, Zhong Kui and Cui Jue can activate the effect of the Four Judges of the Underworld.
"Jourdan?"
Looking at this name, Zhou Chuan suddenly remembered that the story he had just written when adding rationality was only the part about Lu Pan.
Just looking at that part, Zhu Erdan seems to be a replica of Nobita, but he was lucky enough to be with the little Dora from the underworld - Lu Pan.
But the reality is that this person has a bold and daring temperament, is kind and honest, and values friendship and loyalty. Although he is slow by nature, he is hardworking.
This shortcoming was also corrected by Lu Pan through a heart transplant.
According to ancient values, this person was considered quite good. He had both ability and connections, and could definitely make a name for himself after his death.
This is indeed the case. After Zhu Erdan's death, he was recommended by Lu Pan to be in charge of documents and hold an official position and a title. He did not disappoint Lu Pan's expectations. In just over a decade, he was appointed as Taihua Qing.
The so-called "Taihua", also known as "Xiyue", is an elegant name for Mount Hua.
The position of Tai Hua Qing, to put it bluntly, is the mountain god of Huashan. Even though there are a bunch of great gods above him, the value of this position is visible to the naked eye!
There is an old saying that goes "A seventh-rank official is the prime minister's doorman." Although it is not very appropriate here, the meaning is roughly the same.
Behind this Jourdan... there is a God!
"Tai Huaqing... Huashan... If I remember correctly, there seems to be an academy called Wenjian there. You can go and take a look if you have time."
Zhou Chuan, who had keenly sensed a new way to make money, smiled lightly. After recalling the other five masters except Hei Wuchang, he summoned Lu Pan again.
During this time, he felt it carefully.
The rate at which Lu Pan consumes his mental energy in this world is roughly equivalent to the rate at which three of the F6 in the underworld appear.
In other words, the orange spiritual card's demand for mental energy is about three times that of the purple card.
Of course, this data is also in the same series as Lu Pan and Liuwei. If it is changed to other directions or card types, it may be different.
"Old Lu, how is your recovery going?"
Hei Wuchang stepped forward and patted Lu Pan on the shoulder and asked.
"My head is still dizzy. I didn't feel this bad when I was editing articles for Xiao Ming (Zhu Erdan's pen name) before." After quickly adjusting his state of mind, Lu Pan straightened his official hat and bowed slightly in the direction of Zhou Chuan: "Please give me your orders."
"Has Lu Pan's divinity been restored?" Zhou Chuan couldn't help but ask.
"To be honest, my current state is only temporary. Once I leave the City of the Dead, I may return to the Primal Chaos." Lu Pan said, looking at Hei Wuchang with envy: "I am not as lucky as Lao Fan."
"You wake up with a sour taste in your mouth. What's the use of life or death? Don't forget, it's not allowed to talk about this in the underworld." Mr. Ba laughed.
"The underworld, that's the story of yesterday." Lu Pan said softly, and glanced at Zhou Chuan again, then smiled and said: "When you get old, you like to sigh. When I recover completely, I will treat you, Old Fan, to a drink!"
"That's what it looks like!" A rare smile appeared on Mr. Ba's cold face.
Zhou Chuan looked at the two underworld gods in front of him, who were greeting each other like old friends after a long separation, and his heart was filled with warmth and security, although the appearance of these two people was really not flattering...
"Business is more important, Old Lu. This person wants to use you to seize the authority of the City of the Dead. Can you do it?" Mr. Ba suddenly said seriously.
"Let me see."
Upon hearing this, Lu Pan nodded slightly, then walked out of the main hall, flew straight into the sky, and looked down at the big city below. He fell back to the ground a few seconds later.
"How is it?" Zhou Chuan asked hurriedly.
"It's not a big problem." Lu Pan smiled, his face looked a little ferocious, but his tone was unexpectedly gentle: "In my opinion, the villain who stole the City of the Dead must have found the seal of King Biancheng."
"Then through some means, they barely borrowed some of the remaining divine power from above to suppress this world. The idea is correct, but the means are very crude."
"In my opinion, his arrangements are like Xiao Ming's essays, full of loopholes and illogical, and can be easily broken."
"Then I'll have to trouble Pan Lu." Zhou Chuan said politely.
"I don't dare."
Lu Pan bowed slightly, and when he raised his head again, his eyes flashed with lightning.
He stretched out his hand and waved, and the sky and earth suddenly changed color.
The strange and oppressive Yellow Sky Blood River was replaced by endless darkness, but in this darkness, there were dots of stars, connecting to each other into lines, and drawing patterns...
This feeling is a bit like turning on thermal imaging in some FPS games. It is obviously a magical method, but it gives people a full sense of technology.
As for Lu Pan, who was hanging in the air with his ten fingers pointing at the void, if he changed his dark red Chinese-style robe into a black suit, he could make a guest appearance in The Matrix.
"The Tao and the Tao, different paths lead to the same destination."
As if sensing Zhou Chuan's thoughts, Hei Wuchang suddenly said, "Old Lu is a scholar, and in many ways he is much better than us rough guys. If you take part in the imperial examination in the future, bring him with you, and I guarantee you'll win the top prize!"
Zhou Chuan heard this and said quietly: "But I'm already the top scholar, Master Ba."
"This..." Hei Wuchang was silent for a while and then said, "Then Lao Lu can also help you complete some of your homework, so that you can save time to do more important things. Lao Lu is a really good person!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Chuan nodded slightly to show his agreement.
He watched from afar as Old Lu fought for the authority over the City of the Dead, but as an outsider, he didn't understand anything at all. He could only chat with Mr. Ba in a casual manner like this, and the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious.
But at this moment, the Black Mountain Ghost King, who was far away in Lanruo Temple, was not in such a good mood.
Almost at the moment when Lu Pan made his move, he spat out a mouthful of blood onto the almost broken coffin.
The so-called competition for rights, specifically, is the competition for the right to use the seal of King Biancheng.
At this moment, the seal was hidden in the heart of the Black Mountain Ghost King, running around in an extremely restless state.
After all, he is not the master of this seal. Even if he controls it temporarily through the card, he cannot hold it forever.
Now that the seal owner's "colleague and subordinate" is coming to take such a thing, it seems that he can only watch the other party reach out to grab it. The layout accumulated over four hundred years is about to be destroyed.
At this time, he, who always had a "playful" mentality, finally became anxious.
He almost roared as he exerted force with his feet, and after crushing the lid of the living person's coffin, he flew straight into the sky.
Just when he was about to fall, the evil dragon came quickly and caught him steadily.
"Want to run?"
Upon seeing this, Yan Chixia immediately recited the magic formula of flying sword and chased after him on the cloud that had transformed into a giant sword.
The four ghost generals followed closely, but they did not have the ability to fight at high altitudes. Even though they could float in the air, in the eyes of Yan Chixia, who was proficient in swordsmanship, they were just thick-skinned and living targets.
In just half a minute, they fell one by one and were quickly retrieved by the Black Mountain Ghost King.
At the same time, the locust tree demon rooted in Lanruo Temple also seized the opportunity and continuously manipulated the Yin Lei Kuangfeng, not seeking to severely damage the Ghost King Nielong, but only to interfere with their vision, and cooperated tacitly with our firepower output Yan Chixia.
Thus, in just a moment of distraction, the Black Mountain Ghost King was hit on the left arm by Yan Chixia's sword. He had to take the full force of the purple spiritual card with his body as a card disciple. Even though the Black Mountain Ghost King was very powerful, he almost fell off the back of the evil dragon.
"court death!"
He clenched his left arm and turned his head, looking at Yan Chixia who was getting closer and closer with resentment. He raised his hand, and two purple-quality skill cards flew out from his wide cuffs like sleeve arrows.
Yan Chixia instinctively swung his sword to chop, but unexpectedly one of the cards suddenly turned into dark green illusory ropes, moving along the sword like a snake, quickly climbing up his left arm holding the sword, and tightening in an instant.
The other card kept spinning in the sky and soon turned into a red cloud. It started to rain fire and smashed towards the locust tree monster on the ground like a flaming meteor.
Feeling the strength in his body gradually weakening, Yan Chixia stopped moving.
After all, he is just the "spirit" in the field card, not a separate spirit card.
In order to enjoy the benefit of the bonus gained in the field, one has to pay the price of not being able to leave the field too far when the card maker is not around.
At this time, the Black Mountain Ghost King, who had flown very far, was beyond his pursuit range. He could only stop, turn around, and summon thousands of swords to cut the rain of fire in the air.
As for the Black Mountain Ghost King
In fact, Zhou Chuan should have been the one dealing with that guy from beginning to end, and his task was just to delay time.
"Little thief! I will kill you!"
The Black Mountain Ghost King roared loudly, and once he left the field, his logic was no longer affected.
Of course he realized what had happened before: he was an old hand who had been in the ruins for four hundred years, but he unexpectedly fell into the gutter and was tricked by an eighteen-year-old boy using a field card.
It’s not really his fault.
After all, there are not many field cards in the world. Who would have thought that there would be a card maker who could create one at the age of less than 20
This guess is really beyond the line! Which normal person can come up with this!
“Damn it!”
The Black Mountain Ghost King could not help but curse angrily, his one eye staring straight at the phantom of the City of the Dead in the distance.
The evil dragon under his mount was flying through the clouds, and its speed was certainly faster than Zhou Chuan's Erhammer.
However, both he and Nielong had just experienced a fierce battle and were not in their best condition. It would take them more than ten minutes to arrive.
By that time, Zhou Chuan would probably have already sat on his throne, and by then, it would be too late.
"We must protect the City of the Dead, even if it means we will die without any descendants!"
The Black Mountain Ghost King roared in his heart with great anxiety, and quickly took out a card from his heart.
This is another orange quality skill card.
Similar to the function of Ghost Dragon Gate, this card called Blood Rakshasa Gate can transform the cardholder's deceased relatives into orange-quality "spirits" like puppet zombies.
This is the case when the cardholder's relatives are just ordinary people.
As for his descendant who is called "Old Monster Wang" by the world and has been tortured by the various "secret techniques" taught by him to the point of being almost inhuman, but precisely because of this, his strength after crossing the Bloody Rakshasa Gate will be extraordinary, and he may be able to fight against gods.
This is also one of the backup plans he left for himself!
For those who live forever, as long as they are alive, what is the point of leaving behind descendants
Anyway, his soul had been turned into a dog by the kid from the Zhu family using the Animal Creation Card, so it was useless to have just an empty shell.
I think the descendants of his Wang family are all filial and will definitely understand him!
"Come on, kid, let me see how you can take this move from me!"
The Black Mountain Ghost King secretly became ruthless, and with a flick of his finger, the card turned into a stream of light and flew straight towards the City of the Dead.