Live broadcast: Master, please quickly accept your supernatural powers

Chapter 16 The Damn Sense of Ritual

Henry Zhang agreed to come here today, on the one hand because of Qian’s face, and on the other hand because he wanted to test the power of this talisman.

Of course, in addition to this thunder talisman, Henry Zhang also has other attack talismans today.

The lightning-inducing talisman is not enough, and there is the burning talisman, and the burning talisman is not good, and there is also a spell to invite the gods.

People don't talk much.

He just wanted to be a ghost-killing machine with no emotions.

After all, everyone is pressed for time, so don’t force things that can be solved by force.

Henry Zhang urged the thunder-inducing talisman casually, only to hear the intertwining of yin and yang electricity in the air to produce a crackling sound, followed by a suppressed rumbling sound, which is the process of condensing energy in the thunder-inducing talisman.

The resentful soul on the other side obviously knew how powerful it was, and there was a look of fear on his face, he turned around and wanted to run, but it was too late.

A thunderbolt the size of a bowl had condensed into shape and blasted down in mid-air.

After the thunder, a big hole was blasted on the ground, the body of the resentful soul was struck, and the phantom became dimmer.

After a few seconds, another thunderbolt came down and struck Wraith's body.

This time, even the shadow of the resentful soul has been shattered, and only a trace of resentment is left.

Following another thunderbolt, it struck on that wisp of resentment.

If there are no accidents, these three thunderbolts are enough to dispel the resentment.

Henry Zhang looked at the thunder he had attracted and shook his head.

There is a powerful person who can summon ten thousand thunders with a single lightning talisman, destroying the sky and destroying the earth. His own strength is still insufficient, and now he can only attract three.

Henry Zhang didn’t notice that Su Daqiang was completely kneeling on the ground at this moment.

This kind of power of heaven and earth, the power of nature, was actually understated by Henry Zhang, and he waved it casually.

This is simply a fairy-level method!
After the thunderstorm, Henry Zhang unexpectedly discovered that the trace of resentment still remained in the world!
Henry Zhang was a little surprised and took out a burning talisman again.

Once this kind of talisman is activated, a real fire will be born, and once the real fire comes out, it can burn everything.

Just when Henry Zhang was about to push, the trace of resentment on the opposite side turned into a palm-sized figure, and he knelt down to Henry Zhang.

Henry Zhang frowned and stopped moving his hands, but there was a trace of hesitation at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, a line of words appeared on the ground, which was the resentful soul wanting to communicate with himself.

Henry Zhang stepped forward and finally understood the reason for the persistent resentment.

This resentful soul was originally named Xiaowei. Half a year ago, he met a man named Zhang Qiang who pursued him enthusiastically. He exhausted a hundred kinds of surprises at once.

Who would have thought that Zhang Qiang really had another purpose, not only Xiao Wei's family was ruined, but she was also killed by Zhang Qiang!
Xiaowei couldn't hold back her grievances, and has since become a grievance.

"Please master, help me!"

Henry Zhang raised his eyes and met the begging gaze.

This kind of gaze, Henry Zhang could not refuse.

The night passed quickly.

Today is Thursday, and Henry Zhang will start the live broadcast soon.

With the login of Henry Zhang's account, some water friends who had been waiting on the platform for a long time entered the live broadcast room immediately after receiving the news, in just 3 minutes.

There were already 8 people waiting in the live broadcast room.

As soon as they saw Henry Zhang appear, the water friends were extremely enthusiastic.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and there are thousands of people calling him husband in the live broadcast room.

This enthusiasm almost suffocated Henry Zhang.

"Since there are other things to do today, we can only count two today. Those who are destined to come, which water friend wants to come first?"

As soon as they heard that there were only two places for today, the water friends immediately felt the urgency.

All of a sudden, those who responded gathered.

A long-awaited water friend has taken the lead in swiping a big rocket!

Just when Henry Zhang was preparing to Lianmai, the overwhelming barrage immediately caught Henry Zhang’s attention.

"Master, sense of ritual! Sense of ritual!"

"Yes, yes, it doesn't matter who you count as, the fixed rituals are indispensable!"

"The master's sense of ritual is always exciting."

Good guy!
Water friends are starting to take the initiative to remind you!

"Hey, this damn sense of ritual!"

When he came to the Gongtang, Henry Zhang couldn’t help frowning a little.

Two days ago, the bald-headed strong image disappeared, and the remaining Xiong Daxiong Er next to him also disappeared.

As for the replacement of the portrait of the patriarch, I seem to have completely forgotten about it.

How should I pray if I don't have anything?
Henry Zhang’s eyes fell on a piece of rice paper on the table.

It seems that drawing one yourself is also a good idea.

Henry Zhang stood at the table, holding the pen with his right hand, his left hand behind his back, his brows were slightly condensed, and he began to conceive in his mind.

The water friends in the live broadcast room widened their eyes with anticipation.

The master's fortune-telling is extremely accurate, and the painting must also be at the national level.

"Look, look, the master is standing there upright, like a green bamboo rooted in the forest, without decades of precipitation, he can't stand up to this kind of momentum."

"The movement of the master's pen, this is called the five-finger pen-holding method. This pen-holding method can be summed up in five words, that is, 擫, 势, hook, grid, and touch."

"Look at the master's eyebrows, his eyes are full of mountains and rivers like stars, and there will be amazing works coming out later."

For a while, many water friends made up for Henry Zhang's behavior.

Henry Zhang didn’t notice the full screen of barrage, he kept thinking about what to draw.

Draw the image of the grandfather?

Hey, forget it, my own drawing skills are only at the kindergarten level.

Draw Ultraman?
Hey, forget it, the color of the body alone, the red and gray colors will take half an hour.

Draw a bald head?

Hey, forget it, a bald head is easy to draw and a body is not easy to draw!

Henry Zhang has been thinking about a simple and quick thing that he can draw well.

After a while, I finally had an idea.

The tip of the pen touches the paper surface lightly and begins to outline.

In the adoring eyes of all the water friends in the live broadcast room.

Henry Zhang first drew a big circle on the rice paper, and then drew two small circles inside the big circle.

"The master's brushwork is extraordinary. Have you noticed that the circles drawn by the master are particularly round?"

"Yes, the three circles represent the family reunion, the master is so deep!"

"The master is not only good at fortune-telling, but also good at painting. Such a master, I love it!"

Immediately afterwards, Henry Zhang drew another ellipse under the two small circles.

Henry Zhang looked at the pattern he drew, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, Not Bad!"

Henry Zhang nodded with satisfaction.

While stunned in the live broadcast room, Henry Zhang hung up this villain painting.

Then I bowed solemnly!
"Don't blame the patriarch. It doesn't matter what the painting looks like. If you are sincere, you will succeed. I will definitely replace you when I have time."

Immediately afterwards, Henry Zhang poured himself another cup of tea, and then sat slowly in front of the live broadcast room.

"I just brushed the rocket, now it's my turn?"

At this moment, a water friend sent out a barrage.

Everyone took a closer look, only to notice that the one who brushed the Big Rocket was actually a well-known anti-counterfeiting anchor.

The bald king!

(End of this chapter)