Eight-year-old little Celestial Master: Catching ghosts was broadcast live on the entire Internet

If you think about it carefully, this unexpected reward is like a "skill combo" played by the system.

Coupled with the purple gold dragon wood he touched from Wu Guoguang's office, the supplies needed to make the magic weapon were almost the same.

However, there seems to be a downside.

If you don't make a new magic weapon, you will follow the idea of "stickiness" of the spirit fat, and ...... it for the purpose of repairing the moon

Thinking of this, Zhang Tianling turned out the moon and placed it on the bed, staring at its broken fan bones and broken paper.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Zhang Tianling's palm flipped over, and several blank rune papers appeared out of thin air.

"It's all together!" The puzzle conceived in his heart had already taken shape, and Zhang Tianling rubbed his hands excitedly.

Everything is ready, and the spirit fat is the "east wind" sent by the system. After

returning from the square, he has been thinking that if the spiritual power was released through the moon at that time, instead of directly exerting it himself, would the purity and cohesion of the spiritual power be stronger, and the spiritual power consumed at one time would be less?

He flipped out the chapter on repairing magic weapons in the secret record, and after studying it diligently, he realized that the four fingers of his hands alternately swiped in the air, and a cluster of light with mysterious patterns on the surface quickly formed.

As soon as the divine consciousness moved, Deyue, Spirit Fat, and Purple Gold Dragon Wood were thrown into it one after another.

Zhang Tianling recited the mantra, and the patterns on the light cluster floated inward, wrapping the scattered waning moon. It didn't take long for the fan bone and fan paper to be put together.

Things seemed to be going well, but Zhang Tianling quickly realized that something was wrong: Deyue's damage was far more serious than he imagined, and there were too many missing parts, which could no longer be solved by spirit grease bonding alone.

Zhang Tianling tried a few more times, and found that the pattern could not regenerate the defects, and if the paper and dragon wood were sewn and repaired, it would be a huge and costly project.

Zhang Tianling pondered for a long time, and finally made a decision. Instead of painstakingly repairing it, it is better to tear it down and redo it, and it is a big deal to start all over again!

So, the remnants of the moon are still untouched, still floating in the light cluster, but only the function of the mold is left.

Zhang Tianling began to mobilize spiritual power and cut the purple gold dragon wood according to the shape of the fan bone.

This object is worthy of the treasure with the title of "Dragon Wood", even if Zhang Tianling compresses the spiritual power into a blade shape that is only the length of the index finger, he can only cut off a trace that is not deep or shallow each time.

Time passes quietly with sweat.

When the sky was glowing, Zhang Tianling withdrew his spiritual power, counted the wooden strips that fell on the bed, and barely cut out seven, which was just half of the goal of fourteen.

Including the remaining workload, it is estimated that the three days of vacation will be sufficient.

I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, Zhang Tianling can't know this truth very well. After getting up and taking a simple shower, I hurried back to the bed to catch up on sleep.

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The Abnormal Ability Bureau, the first conference room of the director's office, the scene was dim and a little depressing.

The projector played several video clips, the angles switched frequently, and the black gas and white light were inseparable, reflecting on the faces of each of the directors with different expressions.

The lights turned on, everyone moved their bodies and sat upright, and their eyes were all on the chief Qin Taichu.

"Do you see anything?" Qin Taichu glanced at both sides, "Zhao Chuan, tell me." "

The picture captured by the surveillance is too blurry, and the distance is very far, so you can only see that the two parties are fighting ......" Zhao Chuan said timidly.

"Nonsense. Qin Taichu's unceremonious comment caused many people to laugh at the moment.

"Su Xiaoli, you're very happy," Qin Taichu looked at Su Xiaoli, who was covering his mouth at the end of the conference table, "Tell me."

Su Xiaoli immediately changed his serious expression and said, "Back to Director Qin's words, I agree!" "

Agree with Zhao Chuan's opinion?"

"Agree with your evaluation of Manager Zhao!" Su Xiaoli straightened his waist and was angry.

"Poofha......" Many people couldn't hold back their breath and burst out laughing.

"Now is not the time to liven up the atmosphere. Qin Taichu lightly slammed the table, and everyone immediately laughed and silenced.

"Director Qin, I have some ideas. Wu Tai, who had been pondering, spoke.

"Say it. "

This black qi, although it is through the screen, I can still feel that it is extraordinary," Wu Tai said slowly, "Judging from the intensity of the black qi and the way it spreads, there is a considerable slight difference between the ghosts we have been in contact with. "

It's also the most essential difference. Qin Taichu added.

"That's right, so I thought...... Could it be?" Wu Tai hesitated, tentatively casting his gaze at Qin Taichu, not knowing whether to say it or not.

"What do you want to say...... It's a monster, right?" Qin Taichu's tone was flat, and he said what Wu Tai was thinking lightly.