The movie world has a beautiful ghost

Chapter 117 Purple Thunder Talisman

Upon hearing this, Taoist Simu touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Uh~ It's nothing, I just felt a little depressed after hearing that your master had a breakthrough, so I wanted to give it a try, I have also been stuck at the ninth level of Qi training for a long time, without making any progress at all.

But who knew that I used too much force, not only did my cultivation not improve, but because of my eagerness for quick success, I almost went into a rage, and I also suffered some damage, and my cultivation regressed a little. It took several days of recuperation before I felt better. "Simu Ba Ta said, seeming a little unwilling.

Zhang Haoran understood. It turned out that the matter was related to him. He really had turned into a little Australian butterfly. He gently flapped his wings, and a hurricane was generated at the other end.

"Uncle-master, you don't have to do this. People who practice Taoism are fighting for their lives with the heavens. Remember, don't force it." Zhang Haoran said.

"Alas, I know what you said, but who can accept that?" Simu stuffed a mouthful of food into his mouth and said, "Well, not bad. The food cooked by my niece-in-law is really delicious."

"Haha, if it tastes good, then eat more. Uncle Master, you must stay for a while this time so that I can treat you well." Zhang Haoran said with a smile.

"Well, it won't work for a long time. Four or five days is still okay. But if you have time, you can come to my place and I will introduce my apprentice Jiale to you." Simu said.

"Okay, I've made a note of it. I'll definitely go when I have time." Zhang Haoran said.

Without Qiu Sheng and Wencai to make trouble, Taoist Simu did not leave early because of his client's matters, but stayed here peacefully for four or five days.

During this period, Zhang Haoran asked him about the art of summoning gods, and Taoist Simu taught him without any hesitation.

And Zhang Haoran would not let Simu suffer any loss, so he gave him various purple talismans, ten each, which made Taoist Simu very happy.

"Nephew, if you succeed in drawing the Purple Thunder Talisman in the future, you must remember to leave one for me, your uncle, so that I can save my life at the critical moment." Simu said with his eyes shining.

"Don't worry, uncle. Don't you know me? I am never stingy with my own people." Zhang Haoran agreed.

Simu looked at the spirit infants running around happily in the yard and couldn't help but sigh that his nephew was truly extraordinary.

Some even suspected that he was the illegitimate son of some ancestor, which made him really jealous.

If Simu knew that among his seemingly normal nieces-in-law, three of them were beings beyond the level of Ghost King, he would probably be shocked.

After enjoying themselves for four or five days, Simu finally said goodbye reluctantly.

When leaving, Zhang Haoran handed him a wooden box and told him to open it after returning.

And he also planned to go there in two days, after all, there was a lot of experience points waiting for him there.

Life returned to normal. On this day, Zhang Haoran was drawing a talisman when suddenly an inspiration came to him. As he put pen to paper, it seemed as if he had communicated with heaven and earth and entered a state of oblivion.

When he opened his eyes again, he found an intact purple thunder talisman lying quietly on the table.

There are even traces of electric arcs lingering on it.

"I actually succeeded!"

Zhang Haoran was overjoyed, but then he felt weak all over. He staggered back a few steps before he could steady himself.

After checking his body, he found that all the spiritual energy in his body had been consumed.

At the same time, he also understood why he had never been able to draw the Purple Thunder Talisman before. The consumption was too huge. With his strength at the peak of the fifth level, he could only draw one.

But this is nothing. Being able to draw the purple thunder talisman is a huge joy for him.

He sat down and took a breath, then picked up the purple thunder talisman and admired it carefully.

One can visibly see energy flowing inside, but it is sealed inside by the complex runes.

Zhang Haoran really wanted to test out his power, but he was reluctant.

I plan to recover and replenish the spiritual energy in my body tonight, and then try again tomorrow to see if I can still draw it.

After making the decision, he carefully put away the purple talisman.

After instructing everyone not to disturb him, he went into the house to practice.

Everyone looked at Zhang Haoran with confusion, but they didn't ask too many questions and were very obedient and didn't disturb him.

The next day, Zhang Haoran was full of energy. After a night of practice, the spiritual energy in his body was replenished again. What surprised him was that the spiritual energy had even increased slightly.

This made him a little overjoyed.

He came to the table, ready to try to draw the purple thunder talisman again.

I kept thinking about yesterday's state in my mind, and when it was almost done, I started writing.

At the beginning, it was extremely smooth, and as the runes were drawn, the spiritual energy in the body was madly flowing towards the talisman.

But I no longer have the state of oblivion of myself and the world that I had yesterday, and I can now clearly perceive the situation inside my body.

The spiritual energy flowed through the brush in his hand and merged into the talisman smoothly without any pause. After all, he had practiced it many times before.

Just when he thought he was about to succeed, an accident happened.

“BOOM~!!”

The shed collapsed, scaring the women outside.

The child in Fan Shuang's arms was so frightened that he started crying loudly.

The workers who were working on the construction not far away also looked over here.

Just when they were anxiously trying to find Zhang Haoran.

Several beams were lifted up, and a dark-skinned, bald man appeared in front of everyone.

Moreover, he was naked, and the clothes on his body had turned to ashes.

"Ah~!!"

Nian Ying and Ren Ting Ting both cried out in surprise and quickly turned their backs. But it was too late, the lingering image was already in their minds.

This immediately reduced their desire to have sex with Zhang Haoran, which they had been looking forward to for a long time.

There is no other reason, because it is too scary.

"Brother Zhang, are you okay?" The other people didn't think there was anything wrong. After all, it was not the first time they had seen it. They walked forward worriedly and pulled Zhang Haoran out.

"Pfft~ cough cough, it's okay, I didn't scare you guys, the child is fine, don't scare him." Zhang Haoran spit out the debris in his mouth and said, "Fan Shuang, go and comfort the child first, I'm fine. Xiaoyue, help me boil some water, I need to take a bath first."

"Hey!" Xiaoyue responded and ran away.

"Brother Zhang, I'll go get you some clothes." Xiaolian said.

"Yeah." Zhang Haoran nodded, turned around and looked at his masterpiece, which had become a ruin.

Fortunately it’s not the main room, otherwise I would have to sleep outside tonight.