Devouring Myriad Ghosts System

Saving people is only the first step. After all, the effective forces in the demon city are limited. Facing an army of millions of ghosts, it is useless without equipment.

Li Daochong looked at the dozens of spiritual brains in front of him, and took a deep breath. He had never done batch production of spiritual symbols.

But one person definitely can't do it, someone must do it.

"Head Yu, are there any spiritual sequencers among the monks who are being rescued?" Li Daochong turned his face and asked.

"Yes, but not many. There are about 30 not very high-level spiritual sequencers." Yu Yan replied curiously.

What is Li Daochong going to do this time?

Yu Yan's eyes flickered, she had some guesses, but she wasn't quite sure, could this kid still be a Spirit Sequencer?

"Are there more than thirty people?" Li Daochong continued thoughtfully, "Should be enough, call them all over."

Yu Yan nodded, turned around and left the room, and after a while, more than thirty monks were brought in.

These monks have different levels of cultivation. They all have Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir and Yuanying, and the proportion of Foundation Establishment is the highest. Twenty-five of them are Foundation Establishment cultivation.

However, the level of a spiritual sequencer cannot be judged by the level of cultivation, and the cultivation of the foundation can also become a very powerful first-class spiritual sequencer.

"Li Daoyou, did you call us here to make talismans?" Qian Feng asked when he saw dozens of psychic brains lined up in the room, and the burner placed next to each psychic brain,

Qian Feng is a casual cultivator at the early stage of Nascent Soul. He came to Youmo Star to pan for gold. He gained points by killing ghosts, which he then exchanged for xiulian resources from the military.

Less than half a year after he first came to Youmoxing, he encountered an extreme war. Qian Feng didn't get much resources, and his life was almost lost.

If it weren't for Li Daochong, Qian Feng would probably be found in the ruins by a low-level ghost with a lot of shit luck, and then swallow his human soul and Nascent Soul, and become a high-level ghost in one fell swoop.

If a green ghost can completely devour a Nascent Soul cultivator, at worst it can evolve into a dementor.

Qian Feng was injured in a battle with a low-level witch ghost. Although he killed the witch ghost, he suffered irreversible injuries and could only lie in the ruins waiting to die.

Qian Feng is a combat cultivator, but he has a wide range of fields, has made some achievements in spiritual sequence and weapon refining, and has a qualification certificate for a first-class spiritual sequencer.

Among this group of monks, Qian Feng's attainments in spiritual order can be ranked second.

The first one in the list is an old man who established the foundation, he is a special-level spiritual sequencer, and he can be regarded as a very powerful spiritual sequencer in the federation.

The old man's name is Tang Guangbei, and he came to Youmo Star to find a special material, the extremely dark spar.

It's a pity that shortly after arriving at Youmo Star, a war broke out. All the monks who came with Tang Guangbei died, and he was the only one left alive. He has been supported by a large number of talismans until now. When the rescue monks found him, he was shot by two sticks. The black dead vine is entangled, and if it is found later, it will hang up.

"That's right. Calling everyone here is to make spirit talismans. We will face millions of ghost troops in two days. It is unrealistic to rely on our current strength to fight against it. I am afraid that everyone who meets them will be wiped out by the ghost tide. Spirit talismans are the last It is simple and the most effective one-time weapon for killing ghosts, I plan to make 100,000 talismans within two days." Li Daochong nodded and replied.

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of gasping in the room.

Yu Yan froze in place, unable to turn her head around.

"What? One hundred thousand copies?" Tang Guangbei exclaimed, looked at Li Daochong with a look of looking at Baichi, and then said,

"Li Daoyou, with the current manpower and equipment, you have to make 100,000 talismans in two days. To put it bluntly, it's idiot's dream, and to put it badly, it's nonsense."

Tang Guangbei was naturally grateful to Li Daochong for saving his life, but when faced with academic issues, he still argued with reason, and would not abandon the spirit of seeking truth from facts to cater to the other party just because he was favored by the other party.

"Li Daoyou, Mr. Tang is right. Don't talk about this spiritual brain. Even if it is the most advanced large-scale spiritual brain in the Federation, it can't be done with dozens of units." Qian Feng followed.

These two represented the aspirations of all the spiritual sequencers present, and everyone looked at Li Daochong with layman eyes.

You will know that the luck therapy lost in ancient times is very powerful, and everyone has heard of Li Daochong's glorious record of beheading two great witches the day before yesterday.

But these have nothing to do with the spiritual order, even if you have the power to transform into a god, it's useless.

Interlacing is like a mountain, if you don't understand, you don't understand.

Li Daochong had expected this reaction early on, and explained simply, "The equipment and manpower will increase with the implementation of the rescue work, and the spiritual brains will be transported in a steady stream, and there will also be spiritual sequencers among the rescued people. The speed of making talismans will continue to increase."

Tang Guangbei became anxious, "Nonsense, Li Daochong, do you think you can produce 100,000 talismans just by the accumulation of people and equipment? Unless you have tens of thousands of psychic brains and recorders, and more than 3,000 psychic sequences The teacher works at the same time, so there is barely a possibility to produce one hundred thousand pieces of magic charms below the seventh level, do you think it is possible to achieve the above two?"

As soon as Tang Guangbei asked, everyone looked at Li Daochong, who shook his head lightly and said, "Both are impossible."

Only then did everyone look back at the lunatic, making sure that Li Daochong was not insane.

Tang Guangbei continued, "That's it. Besides, even if you can achieve it, one hundred thousand seventh-level talismans are useless. Seventh-level talismans can at most deal with green ghosts and dark ghosts. Even fierce ghosts can't deal with them. What's the use?"

Li Daochong's expression didn't change much, he just said, "I'm talking about 100,000 twelfth-level talismans."

hat?

Nani?

I got a grass?

Tang Guangbei almost staggered and fell to the ground.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at Li Daochong with the eyes of Baichi. One hundred thousand 12th-level talismans, do you think the 12th-level talismans are straw paper? Say it can be made?

A bead of sweat dripped down Yu Yan's beautiful face. Although she didn't know much about making talismans, she knew what the twelfth-level talismans meant. One hundred thousand twelfth-level talismans didn't use all the money of a third-class cultivation planet. Power, it is impossible to make it, let alone the previous pageReturn to the next page

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Thousand Ghosts Devouring System - Chapter 472 One hundred thousand talismans

Saving people is only the first step. After all, the effective forces in the demon city are limited. Facing an army of millions of ghosts, it is useless without equipment.

Li Daochong looked at the dozens of spiritual brains in front of him, and took a deep breath. He had never done batch production of spiritual symbols.

But one person definitely can't do it, someone must do it.

"Head Yu, are there any spiritual sequencers among the monks who are being rescued?" Li Daochong turned his face and asked.

"Yes, but not many. There are about 30 not very high-level spiritual sequencers." Yu Yan replied curiously.

What is Li Daochong going to do this time?

Yu Yan's eyes flickered, she had some guesses, but she wasn't quite sure, could this kid still be a Spirit Sequencer?

"Are there more than thirty people?" Li Daochong continued thoughtfully, "Should be enough, call them all over."

Yu Yan nodded, turned around and left the room, and after a while, more than thirty monks were brought in.

These monks have different levels of cultivation. They all have Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir and Yuanying, and the proportion of Foundation Establishment is the highest. Twenty-five of them are Foundation Establishment cultivation.

However, the level of a spiritual sequencer cannot be judged by the level of cultivation, and the cultivation of the foundation can also become a very powerful first-class spiritual sequencer.

"Li Daoyou, did you call us here to make talismans?" Qian Feng asked when he saw dozens of psychic brains lined up in the room, and the burner placed next to each psychic brain,

Qian Feng is a casual cultivator at the early stage of Nascent Soul. He came to Youmo Star to pan for gold. He gained points by killing ghosts, which he then exchanged for xiulian resources from the military.

Less than half a year after he first came to Youmoxing, he encountered an extreme war. Qian Feng didn't get much resources, and his life was almost lost.

If it weren't for Li Daochong, Qian Feng would probably be found in the ruins by a low-level ghost with a lot of shit luck, and then swallow his human soul and Nascent Soul, and become a high-level ghost in one fell swoop.

If a green ghost can completely devour a Nascent Soul cultivator, at worst it can evolve into a dementor.

Qian Feng was injured in a battle with a low-level witch ghost. Although he killed the witch ghost, he suffered irreversible injuries and could only lie in the ruins waiting to die.

Qian Feng is a combat cultivator, but he has a wide range of fields, has made some achievements in spiritual sequence and weapon refining, and has a qualification certificate for a first-class spiritual sequencer.

Among this group of monks, Qian Feng's attainments in spiritual order can be ranked second.

The first one in the list is an old man who established the foundation, he is a special-level spiritual sequencer, and he can be regarded as a very powerful spiritual sequencer in the federation.

The old man's name is Tang Guangbei, and he came to Youmo Star to find a special material, the extremely dark spar.

It's a pity that shortly after arriving at Youmo Star, a war broke out. All the monks who came with Tang Guangbei died, and he was the only one left alive. He has been supported by a large number of talismans until now. When the rescue monks found him, he was shot by two sticks. The black dead vine is entangled, and if it is found later, it will hang up.

"That's right. Calling everyone here is to make spirit talismans. We will face millions of ghost troops in two days. It is unrealistic to rely on our current strength to fight against it. I am afraid that everyone who meets them will be wiped out by the ghost tide. Spirit talismans are the last It is simple and the most effective one-time weapon for killing ghosts, I plan to make 100,000 talismans within two days." Li Daochong nodded and replied.

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of gasping in the room.

Yu Yan froze in place, unable to turn her head around.

"What? One hundred thousand sheets?" Tang Guangbei exclaimed, looked at Li Daochong with a kind of eyes that looked at Baichi, and then said, "Li Daoyou, with the current manpower and equipment, you will be able to sell them in two days. To make one hundred thousand talismans, to put it bluntly, it is idiot's dream, to put it badly, it is nonsense."

Tang Guangbei was naturally grateful to Li Daochong for saving his life, but when faced with academic issues, he still argued with reason, and would not abandon the spirit of seeking truth from facts to cater to the other party just because he was favored by the other party.

"Li Daoyou, Mr. Tang is right. Don't talk about this spiritual brain. Even if it is the most advanced large-scale spiritual brain in the Federation, it can't be done with dozens of units." Qian Feng followed.

These two represented the aspirations of all the spiritual sequencers present, and everyone looked at Li Daochong with layman eyes.

You will know that the luck therapy lost in ancient times is very powerful, and everyone has heard of Li Daochong's glorious record of beheading two great witches the day before yesterday.

But these have nothing to do with the spiritual order, even if you have the power to transform into a god, it's useless.

Interlacing is like a mountain, if you don't understand, you don't understand.

Li Daochong had expected this reaction early on, and explained simply, "The equipment and manpower will increase with the implementation of the rescue work, and the spiritual brains will be transported in a steady stream, and there will also be spiritual sequencers among the rescued people. The speed of making talismans will continue to increase."

Tang Guangbei became anxious, "Nonsense, Li Daochong, do you think you can produce 100,000 talismans just by the accumulation of people and equipment? Unless you have tens of thousands of psychic brains and recorders, and more than 3,000 psychic sequences The teacher works at the same time, so there is barely a possibility to produce one hundred thousand pieces of magic charms below the seventh level, do you think it is possible to achieve the above two?"

As soon as Tang Guangbei asked, everyone looked at Li Daochong, who shook his head lightly and said, "Both are impossible."

Only then did everyone look back at the lunatic, making sure that Li Daochong was not insane.

Tang Guangbei continued, "That's it. Besides, even if you can achieve it, one hundred thousand seventh-level talismans are useless. Seventh-level talismans can at most deal with green ghosts and dark ghosts. Even fierce ghosts can't deal with them. What's the use?"

Li Daochong's expression didn't change much, he just said, "I'm talking about 100,000 twelfth-level talismans."

hat?

Nani?

I got a grass?

Tang Guangbei almost staggered and fell to the ground.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at Li Daochong with the eyes of Baichi. One hundred thousand 12th-level talismans, do you think the 12th-level talismans are straw paper? Say it can be made?

A bead of sweat dripped down Yu Yan's beautiful face. Although she didn't know much about making talismans, she knew what the twelfth-level talismans meant. One hundred thousand twelfth-level talismans didn't use all the money of a third-class cultivation planet. Power, it is impossible to make it, let alone