Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

Bai Wan and the other middle-aged man's expressions finally eased a little. After fighting for a long time, if they didn't get any benefit, they would not only be depressed, but also want to kill someone.

Although storage bags are precious, Bai Wan and his two companions also have them.

Ganlu Pill, a pill taken by second-level warriors, is the size of a soybean, but it contains a vast amount of wood essence.

Bai Wan looked at the other items and said thoughtfully, "I'll take these six nectar pills. I'll compensate you two with 100 spirit stones each."

Each nectar pill costs one hundred spirit stones, but it is really hard to find in a place like Shiniuzhai. Only a few bottles will be released at the Zhenshan City auction.

Mo Qingqing and the other person naturally wouldn't fight for it. Bai Wanka had been in the late second stage for many years, and his body needed recuperation and even rejuvenation. The Ganlu Pill was naturally the best medicine.

The remaining animal skins and spirit stones were quite valuable, and the three were very satisfied.

After Zhang Song finished making rubbings of the two books, he said goodbye and left.

The middle-aged man had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were sharp.

While Mo Qingqing was making rubbings of the book, she warned calmly, "Zhang Song is the only disciple taught by the ancestor, and he is very important to me."

Bai Wan didn't care what the two said. He happily collected the pills and left.

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Zhang Song returned to his home. The bamboo house was spotless. There was water in the jar, rice and meat in the cupboard, and it was spotlessly clean inside and out, as if someone had come to clean it.

After a thorough shower, I went to bed and slept until noon the next day.

Then I cut some rock sheep and wild boar meat, and a plate of potato chips, and lit a fire under the stone slab. This is the simplest way to eat it.

"Brother Song."

Yue Niang couldn't help but chuckle when she saw the barbecue Zhang Song made. "If I had known it was barbecue, I would have brought some eggs. They are delicious when fried."

"You sit down, I'll get some vegetables." Zhang Song remembered that he had gotten some corn, leeks and other things from the hunting team.

Everything can be grilled, except that the seasonings are not very complete.

Yue Niang brought out the wine jar, poured wine for Zhang Song, and sat aside.

"Don't worry about me, just eat your food."

Yue Niang suddenly laughed, her tone relaxed and somewhat happy: "I heard that there was a big commotion at the mine yesterday, and many people died. I'm glad you're okay."

A lot of people died this time, not to mention the guards, there were more than 200 miners killed on the mountain alone.

"Well, I wanted to be brave yesterday, but when I was rushing up the mountain, I sprained my ankle. Alas, I could only sigh at the bottom of the mountain."

Yue Niang chuckled and couldn't help laughing out loud. She knew that Brother Song was afraid that she would worry.

Yesterday, my father led the patrol team to meet the enemy outside the village. Eight team members were killed, and my father also killed a second-level warrior who wanted to take advantage of the situation.

Now I am at home recuperating.

"Master, are you okay?" After taking a sip of the liquor, my whole body felt warm and comfortable.

The wine that Sixth Uncle gave to Zhang Song was aged for more than three years. Not to mention other people, even if his own son came, he could only smell it and could not take it away.

"fine."

"But my father is grumbling that the commotion will continue for a while. He has come here and still can't be at peace."

Zhang Song also advised Yue Niang not to hide at home during this period of time, and not to go to chaotic places like Xiazhai.

"Have you mastered the art of Qi training?" Zhang Song asked in surprise.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm very stupid. Brother Song has been teaching me for so long, but I'm just getting started."

"That's pretty good. There are over a thousand cultivators in the village, but how many are real Qigong practitioners? No more than a hundred."

Although martial arts are good, they consume energy and blood and have extremely high requirements on spirit. Zhang Song still hopes that Yue Niang can take it easy.

If you can learn the breathing method and practice it, your speed may not be as fast as that of a warrior, but it can prolong your life, and your subsequent progress will only get better and better.

Yue Niang was born in the General Dali's Mansion. Although her father was not well-received, she had many resources for cultivation, including breathing techniques and a teacher to teach her, but she was unable to master them.

She didn't want to disappoint Brother Song, so she practiced very seriously, even though she knew there would be no results.

but……

She was surprised to find that practicing seemed very simple, just sitting there, breathing... in and out...

As long as you calm your mind, it will be as if there is a vast, majestic and solemn voice preaching in the void.

Enlightenment, she had heard this word countless times and it was not unfamiliar to her. All the geniuses and prodigies had this experience.

Zhang Song spoke slowly and gently, explaining his understanding seriously.

Yue Niang's face turned red and she didn't hear a word. Her eyes and heart were full of Brother Song, who was a very gentle man.

The sun is shining, the white clouds are floating, the courtyard, the stone table, the old wine...

She really hoped this moment would last forever.

Zhang Song looked up with a smile on his face, but his heart was pounding. He had never felt so trembling even at the critical moment of life and death.

In her two lives, her appearance is like a willow tree in early spring, brushing against the heart and bringing coolness and tranquility.

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Zhang Song made himself a cup of tea and sat on a chair. Outside the window were clean stone steps and scattered houses.

Including the time travel, I have experienced life and death twice.

The first is inexplicable. This time, even the roller coaster has never been so exciting.

In a world without laws, even if you live in a mansion or a high-end area, you still won’t feel safe.

He shook his head and put the storage bag on the table. He already had an immortal palace, so this was useless and was just a cover.

The two most important martial arts books were quietly placed on the table, and he was not in a hurry to read them.

The most precious harvest should be this, a piece of bone, half an inch long, emitting a silvery-white metallic glow.

This bone actually gave him an extremely domineering feeling, and even had the flavor of a jade gem.

The bone turned in his palm, and Zhang Song felt it carefully.

"Demonic energy. This piece of bone contains a pure demonic energy." Zhang Song suddenly realized.

A second-level strongman can already use demonic energy, and this bone can be used as a battery. Insect cultivators need demonic energy to improve their quality, and it can even become an opportunity for promotion.

Today's weather is really good, the sun is shining, the sky is clear, the wind is gentle and the weather is fine...

No wonder that wild boar is so fierce.

Don't worry, I will be more powerful than you in the future.

Zhang Song has reached the eighth level of Qi training. This strand of pure demonic energy will not be used as a battery like that wild boar did.

The demonic energy must not be wasted, you must use it yourself:

One is to bless yourself, refine it slowly, and you can reach the ninth level of Qi training in three months.

One is to bless the spirit moth to improve its foundation, and the other is to upgrade it to the fairy Gu.

Forget it, I'll just ask Master Yu Youzi. Things that require thinking are not suitable for me.

If Zhang Song had a little more eagerness to learn back then, he wouldn't have ended up at level three, but he still has some talent for games.

He believed that the path paved by predecessors, whether it was a big road or a small road, would save time and effort than the path he had to open up again by overcoming difficulties.

He believed that the big guys who could find a way out had more experience and character than himself.

He slowly took the two martial arts books but did not open them immediately.

That barbarian was very powerful. He was able to fight against three foundation-building masters from Shiniu Village. He should not be underestimated and had his own unique talents and abilities.

"Bear Body Refining Technique", "Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Technique"

Zhang Song flipped through it for a while, thinking deeply. The bear's technique is similar to the insect's cultivation method. It uses human body to practice magic and become a great demon.

Without the suppression of spiritual skills, the fate would be the same as that of the insect cultivator, which would not be a good one.

The Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Technique, the Art of Killing, every word is profound and profound. There are only 430 words, but I read it three times and still couldn't read it smoothly.

Could it be that he is like that wild bull Takumi, clapping whenever he sees someone?

He was not in a hurry. He sat in front of the window, drinking tea and reading a book while the clay stove boiled tea for him.

In the evening, when the clouds in the sky dispersed and the weary birds returned to their nests, he woke up drowsily from his bamboo chair.

I feel comfortable. Now I feel clear inside and out and have completely recovered.

He took a look at the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Technique, chuckled, and casually put it on the table.