Zhang Guangmu, whose eyes twitched, immediately stopped Comrade Xiao Jiang from thinking: "Okay, pause for a moment!"
Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang, is indeed arrogant.
What kind of monster is the Great Master?!
How could he be related to Zhang Jiao?
I heard that this man died miserably...
unlucky!
After considering it for a moment, Zhang Guangmu said leisurely: "If this is really the case, at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the [Ancestral Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling] from the Zhengyi Alliance also met the conditions."
"It is said that he received the true biography of Taishang Laojun, achieved Zhengguo at the age of 123, and ascended to immortality."
"Continue counting, and there is [Jade Emperor Zhang Bairen]!"
The problem is...
These people are really too strong!
They are too strong, and even their [painting style] is completely different from the ancestors who have been born now.
Even if the production team favors a certain actor, it is unlikely that the ancestral spirit he summons will directly rise to the level of a mythical character.
Otherwise, the other leading actors would simply not be able to advance the plot and would have no choice but to surrender.
Jiang Ling, who was stubborn, did not hear the implication of Zhang Guangmu's words. Instead, he was aroused and looked inspired and full of expectations: "Then! If we can really summon the mythical character you mentioned, we can
Can a chicken or a dog ascend to heaven if one person achieves it?"
Zhang Guangmu looked at Comrade Xiao Jiang meaningfully, looked her up and down, and found that she was serious, so he responded equally seriously: "Compared to that, I feel that it is more reliable for me to form a new era of heaven."
"Don't worry! I will definitely take you and Luo Zuan with me when the time comes!"
Jiang Ling's intelligence was limited, and he did not pay attention to major events in the outside world. He did not know that the other summoned ancestral spirits could only be historical figures at the level of [Legendary General] and [Eternal Emperor], and they had not yet touched upon the field of deification.
Zhang Guangmu was joking, but Jiang Ling took his words seriously. The whole room was jumping up and down with joy, which made Luo Zuan, who came specially to deliver the ritual props, have his eyelids twitch wildly.
"..."
"What kind of madness are you going on again..."
Luo Zuan couldn't see through this woman and didn't know what she was thinking.
Although the two of them are known as "Xuanxian's right-hand men" and appear to be on a par with each other, Luo Zuan will always be on guard against Jiang Ling, worried that she will do something detrimental to Zhang Guangmu and the Xuanxian group.
but……
From the current point of view, Jiang Ling's existence is beneficial and harmless to the Xuanxian Group.
Jiang Ling's mind was relatively simple and she was completely unaware of Luo Zuan's strange attitude towards her. She just took out various props needed for the summoning ceremony from the big bag Luo Zuan carried and began to place them one by one.
Incense sticks, candles, yellow paper, futons...
Gold, jade, porcelain, cinnabar, lead and mercury...
Luo Zuan stood beside him with his hands behind his waist, expressionless.
He forced down his inner expectations and waited quietly.
Because of the great power of the speaker Zhang Guangmu, who made the most correct response as soon as Yingzhou was transformed into the underworld, the Xuanxian Group took advantage of the grand strategy and made great progress, becoming one of the superpowers in the three-thirds of Yingzhou.
But……
After three years of rapid development, the Xuanxian Group finally encountered crises and challenges.
God's throne, Chonghuang, Dongye.
Currently, among the three major forces, only the Xuanxian group that rules the God's Throne District lacks the [ancestral spirit] to take charge, and does not have the final word of high-end force.
Therefore, those lucky [ancestral spirits] and the summoners hiding behind them were also fueled by power and became ambitious, thinking that the throne of the Xuanxian was no longer stable.
Today's Xuanxian group seems to be powerful, powerful, wealthy, and powerful, like oil cooking in a burning fire, like flowers blooming in brocade, and they are in a prosperous situation.
But everyone with a discerning eye knows that when facing hostile forces or ancestral spirits in the wild, the Xuanxian group can only be passively beaten and constantly shrink their defense lines.
In the eyes of outsiders, Luo Zuan is just Zhang Guangmu's vicious dog that bites whomever he tells him to bite. He is a reckless man who relies on force to make a living.
In fact, Luo Zuan has a natural keen sense of smell.
He has noticed that the Xuanxian Group is currently experiencing false prosperity!
It looks beautiful, but is actually fragile.
A few days ago, Zhang Guangmu used himself as bait and finally captured the ancestral spirit of Miyamoto Musashi.
This is also the first victory of the Xuanxian group against the [Ancestral Spirit].
In the past, being able to draw or defeat the ancestral spirits was pretty good.
As the leader, Zhang Guangmu used this hearty victory to give the members of the organization a shot in the arm!
But……
This is not enough!
Luo Zuan knew very well that when the Xuanxian Group reached its current position, they could only advance, not retreat!
The ordinary members are fine, but Zhang Guangmu...
The day the Xuanxian Group is disbanded will be the day of his downfall.
Behind you is a cliff!
If he takes even half a step back, he will immediately fall to pieces and die without a place to bury him!
And today, if Zhang Guangmu can successfully summon the [Ancestral Spirit]...
It can not only boost the morale of the organization, but also turn defense into offense, take the initiative, eliminate those careerists, and stabilize the God's Seat District again!
If it fails, the consequences will be disastrous!
The entire sacred area under the control of the Xuanxian Group will collapse like dominoes.
No!
Luo Zuan shook his head slightly and looked up at Zhang Guangmu who stood up.
This man will never fail!
Jiang Ling decorated the room with various props and guided Zhang Guangmu through the summoning ceremony.
"It's just that the summoner named Miyamoto Kojiro used this set of procedures to summon Miyamoto Musashi."
The red-haired girl led Zhang Guangmu through the ceremony and muttered: "We are following the script and following the diagram, and due to the lack of [Guidance from the Ancestral Spirits], the randomness is very high and we may not be successful, so we have to be mentally prepared in advance.
"
"Hey... I'm still not good enough."
"It would be great if we could refine the Truth Pill with lower side effects!"
The so-called "truth elixir" refers to "the elixir that makes people tell the truth".
Jiang Ling thought she didn't work hard enough, but Zhang Guangmu thought she was already quite good.
A pill was stuffed into the captive's belly, saving his own people a lot of energy and time.
Zhang Guangmu followed Jiang Ling's guidance, followed the rituals, burned incense, drew talismans, arranged jade objects, and performed a series of superstitious operations in ancient times that made him want to complain.
But the ubiquitous little white dumplings are very fond of this trick.
Many viewers believe that this set of procedures is quite "ancient" and has a high degree of restoration of ancient things.
What else can Zhang Guangmu say?
From this perspective, the world building is indeed the work of Boss Cao, with a very personal style that is half archeology of details and half fantasy transformation.
"The last step!" Jiang Ling's tone was a little nervous.
Luo Zuan, who was standing next to him, immediately held his breath.
He was afraid that his voice would disturb the summoning ceremony.
"good!"
Zhang Guangmu pricked the pad of his middle finger with a gold needle and squeezed out a drop of dark red blood.
clatter!
Blood fell on the ghost face pattern outlined by lead and mercury, and spattered.
The next moment, the splattered blood seemed to go back in time.
They slowly condense into shape and float in the air.
Looking at it with a magnifying glass, this drop of blood turned into Zhang Guangmu's appearance.
It's mysterious and interesting, but also a bit scary when you think about it.
The number of little white dumplings surrounding Zhang Guangmu has obviously increased.
The twenty purple and gold gourds placed at Zhang Guangmu's feet also shook violently.
Dang! Dang! Dang!...
Wisps of cold and dark air escape from the gourd.
The black smoke relied on Zhang Guangmu's blood to outline a human shape out of thin air.
