Paper-folding artist: Start by making a Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!

“Ding! Kill 1 evil spirit, gain 500 Yin De points, gain 1 Yin Tian Jue, and gain 1 paper-drawing illustration – Yin Jiang! ”

"Ding! Kill 1 evil spirit, Bai Wuchang gains 1000 experience points!"

As the starving ghost was killed, a system prompt sounded in Su Changsheng's mind.

To kill the starving ghost, he only consumed 200 merits.

This wave is not a loss!

"Thank you Mr. Su for saving my life!"

The six psychics from the Supernatural Bureau looked at Su Changsheng's departing back and knelt on one knee together.

"Easy to do."

Su Changsheng's expression was indifferent, and then he turned around and left with Bai Wuchang.

The purpose of his trip was to kill the ghost, and saving people was just a necessary step.

Looking at Su Changsheng's back gradually walking away, the six psychics' eyes were full of respect and admiration.

Just one subordinate is enough to kill the evil spirit.

How terrifying must Mr. Su’s strength be!

If Mr. Su hadn’t taken action today, Guangzhou would have been doomed to fail!

Not long after Su Changsheng left, Zhang Tianhou hurried to the top of the mountain with a group of his men.

"Azhe, where is Mr. Su?"

Zhang Tianhou quickly asked Chen Zhe.

Originally, he wanted to thank Su Changsheng in person and improve their relationship at the same time.

Unexpectedly, I came up empty-handed.

"Director, Mr. Su and his men have left."

Chen Zhe replied.

"Just go if you want to. I'll come to visit you in person later."

Zhang Tianhou murmured, and then ordered Liu Ruoyi very seriously, "Xiao Liu, take your men to destroy all the electronic devices of the reporters down the mountain. Don't leak Mr. Su's information."

For a country, S-level mutants are equivalent to nuclear weapons in the past.

Once Su Changsheng's identity is revealed, the imperial capital will definitely find a way to take him away.

As the director of the Yangcheng Supernatural Bureau, Zhang Tianhou naturally hopes that Su Changsheng will stay in Yangcheng.

"Yes!"

Liu Ruoyi responded quickly and hurried down the mountain.

……

After Su Changsheng returned to the paper-making shop, the first thing he did was to take out the Yintian Jue that he had received as a reward from his system backpack.

This is the reward for killing a fierce ghost, it must be extraordinary.

"A cultivation method has been detected. One hundred Yin De are required to cultivate. Do you want to cultivate?"

At this time, the system sound sounded.

"Practice."

Su Changsheng said directly.

"Consume Yin De*100!"

Subsequently.

The Yintian Jue in his hand turned into a gray stream of light and merged into his mind from between his eyebrows.

A vast amount of memories flooded my mind.

After sorting out his memories, Su Changsheng not only mastered the method of practicing Yintian Jue, but also learned its origin.

The Yintian Jue was created by the Great Emperor Dongyue.

The Emperor of Dongyue is also known as the Son of Yin. He controls the cycle of life and death of all things in the world and can be said to be the top leader in the underworld.

There are nine levels of Yintian Jue. If one practices to the perfect level of the ninth level, one can be ranked among the gods and transcend the cycle of reincarnation!

The key is.

This method can just make up for the lack of his own strength.

No matter how strong your subordinates are, they are still external forces.

Only if you are strong enough can you survive in this world where ghosts are rampant.

Now Su Changsheng is only at the first level, but he possesses the strength equivalent to that of a D-level psychic!

Moreover, Emperor Yin's status in the underworld is equivalent to that of an ancient emperor.

After Su Changsheng practiced the Yintian Jue, he began to exude an invisible imperial majesty.

"System, how much Yin De is needed to practice the second level of Yin Tian Jue?"

Su Changsheng asked the system.

Practicing Yintian Jue only requires consuming Yin De, and there is no such thing as breaking through bottlenecks.

If Su Changsheng has enough good karma, he could even become a god one day!

"Host, practicing the second level requires consuming one thousand points of Yin De."

The system responded.

"It's good, but it's a bit of a waste of virtue."

After hearing the system's answer, Su Changsheng stroked his chin and smacked his lips.

You know, he only gained 500 merits for killing an evil ghost.

Moreover, evil ghosts are extremely rare. In the three years since the revival of ghosts, no more than ten evil ghosts have appeared in the territory of Xia.

After practicing the Yintian Jue, Su Changsheng took out the paper-breaking illustration.

The second page of the paper-making illustration book features a pattern of a general wearing armor and with a long sword at his waist.

Su Changsheng picked up the materials and began to weave according to the pattern.

After a while, a paper man with a height of eight feet, a waist ten feet wide, a round face, big ears, a straight nose and a square mouth appeared in front of him.

When Su Changsheng was adding dots to the paper figure's eyes to summon its spirit, the system voice sounded again.

"Summoning a Yin General requires the second-level paper-binding technique, and the current level of the paper-binding technique is the first level."

After hearing the system prompt, Su Changsheng used up another 100 Yin De to upgrade the paper-binding technique to level two.

I had just gained 500 points of Yin De, and before I could even warm up to it, 200 points were consumed in a short while.

After upgrading the paper-folding technique to level two, Su Changsheng was able to successfully open the eyes and summon the spirit.

"Summon a level 100 Yin General, consume Yin De*!"

Boom~

The negative energy within a hundred-meter radius turned into a strong wind and all gathered in the paper man's body.

Fortunately, Su Changsheng had learned from previous experience and quickly ordered ten ghost soldiers to protect the paper-making materials in the room.

This prevents the paper-making shop from becoming a mess.

As Yin Qi continued to pour in, the paper man's body became fuller and fuller.

After a few breaths, the paper man was able to move and stretch just like a normal person.

"I pay my respects to my lord!"

General Yin held his sword in his hand and kowtowed to Su Changsheng. His voice was like a loud bell, shocking everyone!

There was a faint black mist-like evil aura surrounding his body, as if he had just crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.