Chapter 295 Numerology Predictions of Mai Yi Shaman Dafa

Four days have passed since the death of the clan leader.

Fortunately, he had a requiem box to house the clan leader's remnant soul, otherwise the remnant soul would have easily dissipated after such a long time.

He opened the requiem box and put half of the Biangan Liangyi Golden Pill inside.

The remnant soul of the clan leader quickly swallowed half of the Golden Pill of Bianan Liangyi.

After swallowing the Bi'an Liang Yi Pill, the remaining soul's aura became stronger and stronger.

Finally, Zhang Yuhuai's shadow was pieced together.

Zhang Yuhuai looked at his transparent body and said in surprise: "I...haven't I already fallen?"

"The clan leader can practice the ghost way from now on."

Henry Zhang explained the cause and effect.

Zhang Yuhuai was also sighing after hearing this.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jianqiu chose to save him in the end.

Unexpectedly, the elder of the three tribes actually committed suicide and fed his residual soul to increase his chance of survival.

"When did you find out that Zhang Jianqiu wanted to sacrifice the souls of my Zhang family?"

"This... was also recently. However, the reason why I exposed him was because I was convinced that the oily old man would never really attack my Zhang clan, but I didn't expect that the clan leader and the elders of the three clans would choose to commit suicide. This is not It’s planned.”

"We owe him this, and we hope he can let it go this time."

"Clan leader, your ghost is still very weak now. Please rest in the soul box for a while. I will go outside to get you some supplies."

"Ok."

After saying that, Zhang Yuhuai's ghost returned to the requiem.

Henry Zhang walked out of the cave.

Several clan elders saw Zhang Xuan coming out and hurriedly crowded forward and asked: "Clan leader... how is the clan leader?"

"The ghosts of the clan leaders have been gathered together and can practice ghost ways. It's just a pity that the old souls of the three clans have disappeared..." Zhang Xuan replied.

After hearing this, all the clan elders showed joy on their faces.

"That's great, that's great. Just hope the clan leader is fine."

"It doesn't matter if you can cultivate the ghost path, at least you are still alive."

"I heard that there may not be one soul in a million that can cultivate the ghost path. It is really a blessing to my Zhang family that the patriarch can be resurrected again!"

……

Henry Zhang looked at the smiles on the faces of the elders of all the clans and thought to himself: "Is the relationship between the elders of the three clans really so bad? There is no one who even greets them."

He walked out of the outer ring and saw the black locusts outside the Fairy Cat Valley.

The old oily man left Fairy Cat Valley and didn’t know where he would go.

Can you survive in this closed area where locusts are raging?

However, since the old oil man is a high-level witch disciple, he should have no problem absorbing the remnant souls of these locusts to practice.

Moreover, before the old oil man left, Henry Zhang gave him a lot of pills.

Although he was vague to the patriarch about how he knew that the old oil man was hiding deep and ready to attack, he knew it in his heart.

This time he was able to discover this all thanks to his Mai Yi Shaman Dharma.

Since then, he has used witch patterns to outline the two temples.

He discovered that he could actually make some numerological predictions.

The old oil man's cave was right next to his cave.

He just took out the old greaser and made him an experimental subject.

Unexpectedly, he discovered the shocking secret of the old greaser.

Of course, numerology speculation is also very expensive.

He now also needs to replenish a large amount of residual soul power.

Come outside Fairy Cat Valley.

Wuyang Wuyang's locusts rushed towards Henry Zhang.

Henry Zhang looked happy and started to use the Demon Calming Spiritual Skill.

The Dantian inner cauldron appeared and collected all the locusts approaching him into the Dantian inner cauldron.

The Nine Flame True Fire burned fiercely, and these black locusts quickly turned into a ball of plasma, providing him with a steady stream of energy and blood to temper his sternum.

As for these locust remnant souls, part of them replenishes the consumption of their own soul power, and the other part is fed to the clan leader who is in the requiem box.

The ghost of the patriarch has just gathered, and is still relatively weak, as if a gust of wind can blow it away.

After replenishing the remnant souls of these locusts, the ghost of the clan leader became more powerful.

However, the clan leader's ghost is still relatively weak now and cannot replenish too much at once.

Zhang Xuan was afraid that there would be a second-level locust siege, so he stopped as soon as possible.

When I felt that I had collected almost everything, I returned to Fairy Cat Valley.

He saw several clan elders still waiting for him.

"What should we do with these rioters in Lingchao Hufang City? We are still waiting for the elder of the ten clans to come up with an idea." Zhang Meng, the elder of the second clan, walked forward and said.

"These people are desperate because of the locust plague. Even if we kill all these people, there will still be desperate cultivators who will participate in the riots later."

"Does the Ten Clans have a way to deal with it?"

"We still need to find a job for these rioting monks."

"Now that the Dawangbao forces have joined the Fairy Cat Valley, there are already many people but little land, and they have no skills. What kind of work can we find for them?"

"As far as I know, Lingchao Lake has a radius of hundreds of miles and a large number of Nine-Son Spirit Lotus can be planted. Developing Lingchao Lake requires a lot of manpower."

"Now Lingchao Lake belongs to the third-order spirit clam. If Lingchao Lake is developed and the Nine-Son Spirit Lotus is planted, the third-order spirit clam may not agree!"

"Don't the third-level spiritual clam like doing business? As long as the profit is enough, I think he doesn't mind planting some spiritual lotus on the lake. I'll go talk to it. Clan elders, just wait for my reply."

Henry Zhang directly got on the bloodthirsty bat and came to Lingchao Lake in Neiji.

Lingchao Lake is surrounded by vast expanse of blue waves, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Although a hundred miles in radius doesn't sound big.

But when I actually saw the water, I still felt that Lingchao Lake was incomparably huge!

"Senior Lingbeng, please come out and see me." Henry Zhang shouted.

"boom--"

The third-order spiritual clam flew out of Lingchao Lake.

"Little friend, I have just helped your Zhang family to quell the civil strife, why are you here?" the third-level spirit clam asked arrogantly.

Henry Zhang pouted.

When was this civil strife put down by the third-order spirit clam?

If the old oily man hadn't been merciful, his clams would probably have been taken away by the old oily man.

"Senior Lingbeng, I have a business to do here, I don't know if I'm interested in it or not!"

"Doing business, I like this," the third-level spiritual clam said with a smile, "I don't like fighting with others the most in my life. To obtain resources, I don't necessarily have to fight and kill."

"Senior Lingbeng is absolutely right."

"I wonder what kind of business my little friend wants to do with Ben Beng. If it's just some trivial business, Ben Beng is not interested."

"This is a business that earns millions of spiritual stones every year."

When the third-level spirit clam heard this, his eyes radiated golden light.

The annual business of millions of spiritual stones is enough for it to buy more than a dozen second-level monsters.

The smile on the third-level soul clam's face grew thicker at the moment: "What kind of deal? Tell me, little friend."

"I see that senior Lingchao Lake is bare. If we can plant the Nine-Son Spirit Lotus, the benefits will be immeasurable."

"Nine-Son Spiritual Lotus?" The third-level spirit clam lowered its head, "The growth cycle of the Nine-Son Spiritual Lotus is more than 90 years, and I will not be able to harvest it until 90 years later. I have to work hard for things after 90 years. I don't care. interest."

After talking about the third-level Ling Clam, he immediately plunged into Lingchao Lake again.