This person is a disciple of the noble clan and the eldest son, so he has natural inheritance legitimacy.

If you help him seize the family, then he will have support in the world.

After Zhang Qi recovered from his injury, he was waiting for the gods to help him regain his family.

Tang Ping said: "I will teach you how to hunt and make a living on your own. I will wait here today next year."

Looking at Zhang Qi's astonished expression, Tang Ping said: "Those who achieve great things must keep one thing in mind: rely on their own efforts and be patient."

"Yes."

Zhang Qi wrote it down deeply.

After that, Tang Ping taught him hunting and farming methods.

"To achieve great things, you cannot do it alone. There are many landless savages in the mountains and fields. Don't look down on them. They are human beings too. Go ahead and deal with them."

Tang Ping conjured a knife and a pair of armor and gave them to this person.

Items from the underworld can actually be used by people in the underworld. If you guessed correctly, they should be items from the underworld that were originally sacrificed to the underworld.

Although the underworld is underground, it is actually in a different dimension. It is impossible to simply dig a hole and bury things to send them to the underworld. Sacrifices are required.

Zhang Qi obeyed the words of the god who saved his life.

After this person left, the frog pretending to be serious on Tang Ping's shoulders finally broke through.

"Quack, quack." The frog was puzzled.

"Be patient, test this person's character, and go away to find trouble."

Boom!

The words just fell.

There was an explosion in the distance.

I saw streaks of colorful clouds fighting with gloomy ghostly energies.

"Haha, Tang Shen has grown old, but that's all."

There is a colorful ribbon in the sky, winding and twisted, vaguely shaped like a dragon.

Like clouds, but also like a real dragon.

At the "dragon head" is a white cloud shaped like Ganoderma lucidum, with a person sitting on it.

There are white hairs on the abdomen, a pair of gray-white wings on the back, and a white crane feather coat. It looks strange.

There is the same feathered man behind him.

These feathered people were killed by ghosts and gods in the air, and their blood filled the sky.

The leader of the feathers laughed wildly.

"Kill my tribe, destroy my mountain, Tang Shen, the Japanese Immortal has recently come to seek revenge on you!"

Boom!

The two sides fought fiercely.

The ghost generals also stepped forward to help.

"Is this a force in the underworld? Feathered people? Ancient immortals?"

Very strange.

Mortal Village.

An altar is placed at the entrance of the village.

The smoke from the burning mugwort spread in all directions, and white streamers fluttered in the wind.

The fog is thick and there are many ghosts floating in the fog.

Four paper figures covered in snow-white bodies and with blush on their faces are carrying a bamboo frame, and on the stretcher is a ghost who is also covered in snow-white.

With white strips of paper for his hair and rouge on his cheeks, an old man with heavy makeup looks disgusting.

Different from the hollow paper man, he seems to be made of paper.

Wow!

The papermaker flew up lightly and landed in front of the altar.

He inhaled through his nose and inhaled the green moxa smoke into his body. At the same time, he feasted on the wine and food.

"Why is there no one alive?"

It seems that he doesn’t take himself seriously.

The papermaker's eyes were cold and it seemed that he could only go to the village to get it.

At this time, the sky battle begins.

As a subordinate of Hei Mugui, Papermaker had no choice but to stop and wanted to go there himself.

Then set off and head to the battle location.

The fog dissipates.

As he passed by the water, a golden light caught his attention.

It was a frog with a lotus leaf on its head, and the lotus leaf emitted a golden light. It looked like a different species at first glance.

"Good baby!"

The papermaker throws out a piece of paper.

The paper turned into an arrow and shot towards the frog.

Bang!

The frog suddenly jumped up and dodged the arrow. In the air, its golden eyes looked mockingly at the ghosts.

"Humph!"

While the frog was falling, he continued to throw paper knives and paper arrows...

Unexpectedly, the frog threw the lotus leaf hat, stepped on the lotus leaf hat with its hind legs, and jumped extremely high in the air, avoiding another attack.

The hat returned, stepped on it again, and ran into the forest.

"Quack, quack, quack..." seems to be the frog's ridicule.

"Chase!"
Chapter completed!