Let’s see if a few of the other ghost soldiers can learn to practice and learn the paper mantra.

Tang Ping flew high into the sky and opened his Dharma eyes.

"The ground three hundred feet away from here in the east has good shade. It's about two acres. If you cut down the trees, you can grow ghost rice. The banyan tree next to the stream a hundred feet to the west can grow ghost cotton. Hey, there's also an acre of shade nearby."

A total of three plots of land were found nearby.

From now on, the three ghosts will be in charge.

I have the underground master's eye. Although I can't control the power of the earth, I can still go over and help regulate it.

"Ling, You, Teng! You three are in charge of this place."

"Yes!"

Maohou began to expand. One of the other two ghosts patrolled, and the other occasionally went out to find the ghosts of the Xiong family and Zhang family. It was easy to identify them because they had phoenix patterns on their clothes.

Tang Ping is very careful and does not accept anyone except his own ghost.

On the other side, the underwater palace is also constantly cultivating Taoist soldiers.

Time flies.

Before you know it, another year has passed.

Tang Ping has been looking for evil spirits.

During this period, I found a lot of evil spirits, but I never looked down on them.

On this day, Tang Ping woke up from practice.

The dark yin energy from the body slowly dissipated.

[Maotu Deed·Snake Mantra]: Mountain-opening and grass-cutting ceremony (705/1000).

Because there are few skills and enough supplies, you can gain two points a day.

"Go and have a look in the fields."

Next to the underwater palace, there is a small hall that belongs to Xiaoqing.

At this time, it was lying on the ground, eating fish, shrimp and crab with relish.

These were all refining failures, and they couldn’t be wasted, so we simply ate them as raw pickles. Tang Ping tasted them several times and the taste was okay.

"Quack."

Seeing Tang Ping wake up, Xiaoqing pushed the crab forward.

Get up and go under the banyan tree.

Walking out of the banyan tree area and walking through the dark woods, the brightness ahead is a little brighter.

There is a wooden house on the flat ground in front, with rice-like things planted there.

Two paper figures are attached to the railing and can be triggered at any time.

Tang Ping took one look and walked away.

Another banyan tree also grew a lot of ghost cotton.

There is an acre of shady soil not far away.

Seeing that nothing happened, Tang Ping came to rest under the banyan tree.

Lying in the shade of a tree, with the blood moon above your head, enjoying the breeze of the underworld.

Tang Ping let out a long sigh of relief.

Feel free!

At this time, wisps of black energy appeared in the void.

Suspended three feet above the head.

"Hmm? The art of worshiping ancestors in the underworld."

In the past year, the wizards in the mortal world have also successfully started practicing and learned the more basic method of ancestor worship. Through sacrifice, they can tell the people in the underworld about the things in the underworld.

Tang Ping stretched out his hand a little, and the information was transmitted into the sea of ​​consciousness.
Chapter completed!