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Chapter 16 Ghost Origami, Body of the Tree God(2/2)

Gathering Yin Technique (101/1500) (Perfect) Will-O-Wisp Technique (1/1500) (Perfect) Ten-Step Killing Technique (1/20)

Except for the method of covering the moon, nothing else is perfect.

This time Tang Ping plans to remain completely silent.

Raise all skills to full level.

He has a strategic plan and can become stronger simply by practicing.

Plus five orchids, one hundred ghost grasses, and fifty blood vines.

Youlan takes tears, one drop a month, one drop is worth a hundred gold. A stick of ghost grass is thirty gold, it grows in one month, and matures in two or three months. A bottle of blood vine is worth twenty gold.

The net income per month can reach more than 2,000.

Don’t worry about spiritual supplies.

Ordinary Yin soil cannot withstand Tang Ping's creation, but he is the master of the underground, regulating the earth's energy anytime and anywhere to bring the land to its peak state.

The papermaker has a deposit of more than 10,000 yuan, which is enough for a few years of seclusion.

……

Spring passes and autumn comes.

First year.

Orchids and blood vines grow, and expenses are balanced.

Ten-step killing technique, will-o'-the-wisp technique, instantaneous, killing distance of twenty feet.

This is the power of proficiency abilities.

Ordinary people who practice magic can be called "learned" at best, and those with rich combat experience can be called proficient at most.

Tang Ping can directly fill it up and achieve the same spell understanding as the founder.

The power of the same spell that Tang Ping cast was far greater than that of others.

There is no way forward with both techniques, leaving more time.

Second year.

The state of perfecting the wood-controlling method, the mastery of the ghost origami, and the mastery of the underground master's eyes.

Third year.

There is no way to perfect the Yin Gathering Technique.

Fourth year.

The art of origami and wood control are perfect and there is no way forward, and the underground master's eye is perfect.

Life span reaches one hundred and twenty years.

During this period, except for trading supplies and going to the underworld to teach the boys of the Zhang family, I did not go out to wander around.

Tang Shen went into seclusion four years ago after the battle at Guimen Pass.

……

At night, the blood moon is in the sky.

The moonlight shines on the earth.

In the deep and dense forest, half a mile of banyan trees thrive.

"Quack quack..."

Frogs croaked under the tree, with a hint of panic in their voices.

I saw a nine-foot-long man under the tree.

The skin is brown banyan wood, with rings on it, making it look like an armor. Its legs are tree roots, spreading more than ten meters.

The wooden face has black eyes, and there is no hair on the head, except for two antelope horns.

"Don't be afraid."

The tree armor and wood grain on his body turned into green light and dispersed, revealing the original appearance of Tangping Plain.

This is the state of perfecting Maohou Shu's underworld contract. Every time there is no progress in the practice of underworld contract, there is a corresponding state of the spirit. Tang Ping only knows it now.
Chapter completed!
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