Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

Mo Qingqing came, wearing a blue floral robe and high-waisted leather boots. Her delicate face was still calm and silent. She had just come in and was looking at the layout of the flying squirrel hole curiously.

A bit luxurious.

She actually knew something about this little brother. He liked a luxurious and comfortable living environment and would rather use good things than bad ones.

And someone also sent him several large trucks of furniture and so on.

But only when I came here in person today did I realize that poverty limits my imagination.

On both sides of the mine are various glowing crystals. This kind of crystal ore is not valuable, but it can only be cut from the deep mountains and huge rocks.

But Zhang Song did it this way and it looked very beautiful.

The building was constructed according to the style of a wealthy family, with a study, a living room, a practice room, etc.

Zhang Song has a tea room with a lot of broken spirit stones spread on the floor, and the water used to make tea is all level two spirit water.

"Zhang Song, I'm here to ask you for help with something." Mo Qingqing liked the environment here at Zhang Song's place.

It makes people feel very comfortable, and the whole body relaxes. A sip of tea seems to hold the whole time in its mouth. After a slight sip, the sweetness slowly remains.

"Sister, tell me."

"Accompany me to a wild insect cave. My target is the strange Gu inside. The danger is that there may be unknown third-level Gu worms."

Mo Qingqing felt that the insect cave was very dangerous, but Zhang Song didn't really take it seriously.

Brother Tiger was already lying down after being beaten by him, and he still cares about a wild insect nest.

Mo Qingqing was very cautious, "Don't be careless, this is a strange Gu, the surrounding Hengzhai and refugee villages have been affected."

Zhang Song had also heard of the strange Gu. It was not precious, but very strange and rare.

This thing is like a sound wave. You may not be able to see it when you encounter it, but then you will be affected and die inexplicably.

However, since Mo Qingqing was able to wait for him for three months, it meant that this strange Gu was not very harmful.

……

"Entering the insect cave every morning is dangerous!"

"Entering the insect cave every afternoon is very dangerous."

"Enter the worm cave at midnight every day, good luck!"

The hour of Hai is midnight, which is a bit weird. You might even run into ghosts if you walk on the road at night at this time.

Zhang Song was surprised that this insect cave could actually give him a hint of great danger.

Qijueqi thought that the situation here was threatening enough to threaten his life.

After getting ready on the second day, the two men first came to the refugee village. The village was large but messy, with almost no decent houses.

These people were all refugees, bringing their families with them, and Shiniuzhai refused to take them in.

There were some respected people among the refugees who begged the nearby villages to allocate an area for them and clear out the surrounding ferocious beasts.

"I've seen the immortal master!"

Zhang Song and his companion had just entered the village when a group of people suddenly came out and knelt on the ground.

"Master, are you here to accept a disciple?"

"I am willing to join Tianshen Mountain. I would like to ask the old immortal to take me in."

Zhang Song frowned. In the eyes of mortals, cultivators are worthy of the title of immortals, but he always felt that this place seemed different from what he thought.

Mo Qingqing's face turned even colder, and she asked, "Has anyone joined Tianshen Mountain recently?"

"Reporting to the Immortal Master, I am the granddaughter of Aunt Xiao at the end of the village. Three days ago, the old immortal took a fancy to me and became an immortal child after becoming his disciple."

"This is the ninth person from our village this year who has been chosen by the Immortal Master."

The old man was very proud, he was also knowledgeable and knew that the Immortal Master was a cultivator who practiced the Way of Insects, but these days, it was hard to even survive, let alone learn real skills.

Once you become an immortal master, you will no longer be hungry. The two immortal masters' disciples also rewarded Aunt Xiao with two golden beans and a bag of white flour.

Although the villagers were jealous, no one dared to snatch it.

Zhang Song felt more and more that something was wrong, but he didn't say anything and followed Mo Qingqing through the village.

When he arrived at Hengzhai, he was treated like an immortal master again.

Hengzhai is a village attached to Shiniu Village. The village chief is also a late-level warrior with strong Qi and blood. How could it be possible that the entire village would be so fanatical about wanting to become insect cultivators?

The only answer may come from the strange Gu.

It was his first time to come into contact with the strange Gu, and he was very curious.

"The Immortal Master from Tianshen Mountain is here."

"Go and meet the Immortal Master."

"Master, please have mercy on me. I am willing to offer all my property for just one pill of magic."

Zhang Song and Mo Qingqing quietly hid behind a bamboo pavilion. Both of them were second-level cultivators. After concealing their aura, ordinary people could not detect them at all.

The two men were young men with ruddy complexions, bright eyes, wearing brown martial arts uniforms, with long swords on their backs. They looked high-spirited and aggressive.

Black and white flashed in Zhang Song's eyes as he looked at the two people.

Something is not right.

Both of them were in very good physical condition, but there were no signs of training at all. However, the aura of both of them was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. When it was weak, it was slightly stronger than an ordinary person, and when it was strong, it had reached the initial stage of the second stage.

"Insects, no problem, there are just too many insects in my body, even in my brain."

Zhang Song's eyes narrowed and he knew where the problem lay.

Normal insect cultivators would not allow insects to enter their brains. Even cultivators who were cultivating their own natal Gu would only let insects lie in their internal organs to cultivate and breathe together.

Is this an insect cultivator or a human cultivator?

Zhang Song's eyes were dim, and everyone who knew him knew that he was in a very bad mood.

The last tiger demon, Monk Hu, who had made him in a very bad mood, was blocked by him on the road for three days, and he finally killed him with a club. Now the tiger's corpse is still in the immortal palace, but it is not very complete. The most valuable thing on it was soaked in the best spirit wine as soon as possible.

Mo Qingqing's tone became even colder: "This is the strange Gu, it is almost the same as us insect cultivators, but the body is under the control of the mother insect."

One of the young men took out a pill and said in a cold voice: "Take this immortality pill, and you will be able to enter the immortal gate immediately and live a hundred years."

He waved his hand to silence the people around him, and looked at them with arrogance and indifference: "Only those who have a predestined relationship with the immortals are qualified to join the immortal sect. You mortals, who stink all over, are not qualified."

Zhang Song saw the elixir of immortality in the young man's hand. It was not an elixir at all, but a ball of poisonous insects, and they were the insects that were constantly wriggling in the young man's body.

"Sister Qingqing, the strange Gu you mentioned must be the old immortal from Tianshen Mountain, right?"

Mo Qingqing nodded, "That's not Tianshen Mountain. It used to be a mud puddle, a muddy pond. There would be some water on rainy days, but it was rotten and smelled bad. People and animals didn't like it. I don't know how many years it has been abandoned."

"That so-called old immortal is nothing more than a strange Gu that just gained intelligence three years ago. If it is given a few more years to grow, it will be really difficult to deal with."

Mo Qingqing really didn't know how strong a poisonous insect could be, even if it was a third-level poisonous insect.

Zhang Song was called along just to be on the safe side, in case the old immortal ran away.

She also heard from others that this younger brother of hers seemed to have really used thunder to send away the extremely famous monk Hu.

Anyway, after the thunderstorm, no one heard from Monk Hu again.

"Sister Qingqing, do you think the two people now know their own situation?"

"Whether you know or not, what does it matter? Look at the people around you."

Looking at the fanatical eyes of the people around him, Zhang Song sighed in his heart. He knew that the water was poisonous, but they were all dying of thirst. Who would care whether the water was poisonous or not? The most important thing was to solve the dilemma of that year first.

There are also many insect cultivators in Hengzhai. The instinctive fear generated in their bodies is not fake, but their words are insignificant. Will anyone believe them? Will anyone be willing to listen?