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Chapter 65 Gold and Silver Paper

"Fortunately, nothing happened in the back hall..." someone whispered.

Not everyone knows the essence of Xiajiang City God. They only care about the spiritual positions of the three ancestors who worshipped the back halls without any accidents.

"It seems that people need to send someone to ask Master Tang for advice in this kind of thing..."

Each of the three families couldn't help but talk about it...

"Oh, it's really a disaster. A few days ago, all the statues of gods broke, and now they are struck by thunder again. Why do I feel so mysterious?"

"Yes, yes. I heard that something unclean was dug out in this backyard. Could it be that the Feng Shui here was broken..."

Some of the three families with unknown circumstances were whispering, saying everything, and rumors were flying all over the sky.

But those who really understand the situation are even more worried. The treats are much worse than they expected!

Now Jiang Chenghuang is their foundation, and the city gods and ghosts are their ancestors when they worked hard and arduously and pioneered the river.

The three Xiajiang families were just small families in Middle-earth. If they had no choice, who would have left their hometown and went to the country? Come to this wilderness where birds did not shit, and develop and reclaim them?

This is not a simple thing? At that time, the average age of the three families was only 25 years old. Hundreds of people died of miasma poisonous insects, or native savages, etc. every year...

The three families spent hundreds of years to build Xiajiang City, although at the time it was only a small city with a radius of less than 500 steps.

This laid the foundation for the fortune of the three families. The ancestors of the three families were qualified to be worshipped by others and to achieve the city gods and ghosts. The fortune and foundation of the three families in Xiajiang are condensed...

However, now all the ghosts, gods and statues have broken, which means that all the ancestors have fallen. Now that the thunder strikes again, what does this mean?

Have the luck foundations of the three families really been destroyed?

Just when the three families were about to die, Tang Changsheng had already returned to Yinyang Mountain and visited Wang Jinhai and his group again.

After all, these people were guests who invited him to help, and they were suddenly in danger, so they always had to give some condolences.

This time, the younger generations brought by Wang Jinhai were already respectful when they saw Tang Changsheng and did not dare to have the slightest desire to be arrogant.

After experiencing the journey to the Ghost Realm, I was extremely stimulating to them. For the first time, I learned deeply what it means to be outside the human world and there is heaven outside the sky!

No matter how much you understand the truth, it is useless, only after you touch it yourself will it be unforgettable.

Tang Chang was polite in his ecology, so naturally the host and the host would enjoy it. Wang Jinhai promised to bring his younger generations to help Tang Changsheng refine the paper soldiers they needed.

He sighed and said, "Master, don't worry, I will do my best to help the mage build a group of magic weapons...

In fact, I have specialized in my skills. I used the most professional things like sacrificing ghost weapons and refining magic weapons. However, the sacrifice of the Ghost Sect had disappeared a hundred years ago and has now been lost. I am afraid that the Taoist sect will be lost, and even if I want to find it..."

Tang Changsheng was overjoyed. He didn't even think about the things that were so far away from the Ghost Sect. Anyway, Wang Jinhai helped to build a group of weapons used by ghost soldiers, which must be much better than what he refined. This is enough!

In the next few days, Tang Changsheng saw the skills of the genre of the Magic Hand King.

The gold and silver paper that Tang Changsheng used to use were just purchased by himself, and the choice was just the best goods on the market.

However, the gold, silver and paper in the Miaoshou Wang family are different, and they have to be made by themselves.

"There are many types of gold and silver paper, and each has its own uses. Gold and paper are used by gods and Buddhas, and they can be divided into top gold, Tai Chi gold, Tian Jin, longevity gold, blessing gold, Zhongjin, cutting gold, basin gold, nine gold, etc., and each has its own grade rules.

The Yin paper is divided into big silver and small silver. The big silver is burned to ancestors, while the small silver is used at Pudu or the doorstep to give money to ordinary ghosts…”

"And because my paper drama door has the method of cutting paper as a soldier, I have also studied some research on the magic soldiers, but the paper used by magic soldiers is even more particular.

Generally, gold and silver paper is made of bamboo as raw materials. People don’t pay attention to green bamboo, pine bamboo, and bamboo slices. Some are mixed with straw or waste paper, and the paper is coarse and poor.

And this magic weapon had to use a special variety of bamboo. At that time, our ancestors planted hundreds of acres. Unfortunately, as the soil veins declined in the future, those bamboos could no longer become material..."

Wang Jinhai said: "So, if you want to create the best paper soldiers, you must find good alternative materials. It is best to plant bamboo on the spiritual veins..."

This condition is quite harsh. It is hidden in the decline of the land veins in the world. It is extremely difficult to find such a bamboo forest.

However, it is different in the "Immortal Realm". I dare not say that it is everywhere. At least the bamboo on Fuyang Mountain is very suitable.

Unfortunately, Tang Changsheng had no chance to bring the bamboo back.

"If you can't find a substitute for Lingzhu, the effect of sending troops will be even worse. Master Tang must know this!" Wang Jinhai naturally knew that it was difficult to find Lingzhu, but he just said lightly, not bringing too much hope.

"How about paper weapons and paper armor made of spiritual bamboo compared to spiritual iron?" Tang Changsheng asked with a smile.

"It depends on the mage's magic power," Wang Jinhai said proudly: "If the mage's magic power is high enough and the paper armored paper soldiers created by the form will be considered as less than that spiritual iron, but not much!"

Tang Changsheng nodded slightly, and was secretly shocked. You know, things like Ling Iron are very difficult to find even in the dark world...

At least, Tang Changsheng knew that even when the Jiangyin Department was in its heyday, there was no possibility of all equipped with spiritual iron weapons and armor.

Without looking at the records, I would like to ask the King of Shang Yang and the ghosts like Qian Song, under Tang Changsheng.

King Shang Yang fought with Chenghuang Yinsi back then. According to his statement, Xiajiang Yinsi only had at most five hundred elite troops equipped with spiritual iron magic weapons.

And according to Qian Song, the former ghost official, there are at most three hundred, only!

This shows that this spiritual iron is rare! If the paper soldier created by this spirit can achieve the effect of a spiritual iron magic soldier, that would be enough!

It should be noted that there are not many spiritual irons in the dark world. However, spiritual bamboos are hard to find in this world, and they will definitely not be missing in the "Immortal World".

Could it be that Master I will go back and find a way to cut some bamboos back? The problem is that what he needs to make that spiritual paper is not just one or two bamboos, but at least a few thousand pounds. Even if he can cut it down, he can't bring it back. (To be continued.)
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