Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

"Well, what about the King Bug? It's a complete contract."

"Ok?"

Yu Youzi looked at Zhang Song, patted the chair and laughed heartily for a while, "You little guy, you are lucky to have encountered a king-level insect poison. Fortunately, although there are many hidden dangers, there are still ways to deal with it after building the foundation."

Spirit Gu, King Gu, Holy Gu, and the legendary Immortal Gu.

Bai Wenqi...Bai family of Scorpion Cave, you will have to figure out the cause and effect of this matter yourself later.

Zhang Song nodded sincerely and said solemnly: "I would also like to thank the owner of the Mo Iron Mine for the reward."

Yu Youzi glanced at him.

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The hunting team is the most prestigious place in the village, and there is only one condition to join: being in the late Qi and Blood Realm.

No matter whether you were born in the village or not, or whether you were a fugitive from Dali, or no matter what your identity is.

The first batch of spiritual grains will be delivered soon. They are the foundation of the village. The villagers who have been hungry for a year are counting on these spiritual grains for food.

Monks need spiritual grains even more to nourish their bodies and alleviate aging.

The hunting team has its own camp, which is like a military camp, divided into the main tent, team tent and ordinary tent.

Zhang Song arrived, and among the commanders sat three middle-aged men, all of whom had great energy and blood. The tents squeezed against them creaked and shook, as if they would collapse at any time.

This is a show of force. The Jinguan Cave is high up and is one of the three major caves in the Baidu Peak.

Even the insect slaves that came out were much stronger than Yongwu, and their eyes seemed to be on their heads.

Zhang Song clasped his hands together and saluted, "Zhang Song, a disciple of Jin Guang Cave, greets the three seniors."

The three of them were a little surprised. They had investigated this person. He was a native of the village. He practiced the ordinary Rock Skill of the village. He had just reached the third level of Qi and Blood when he was sixteen years old. It was hard to see where he had any talent.

All three of them were second-level warriors. The aura they released was too much for ordinary warriors to withstand. Their faces turned red and they couldn't breathe.

The blood and energy of the three men came from their killing with swords and guns. Their eyes were sharp, as if they could penetrate people's hearts, stay in your heart, and make people tremble.

"Okay, you've passed the test, welcome to join the hunting team."

"I'm also excited to join the hunting party."

He knew these three people, and they believed that this was the heaven of martial arts, and that hunting ferocious beasts was as easy as catching chickens, and he was very envious.

Now I know that my judgment back then was correct. Late-stage second-order warriors are indeed something to be looked up to.

Captain Bai Wan did not make things too difficult for Zhang Song.

The military camp is the most dangerous place. If your superiors give you a mission to die, the result will be the same whether you go or not.

There are ten captains under the hunting team, all of whom are in the late stage of Qi training. Zhang Song is now qualified to be a captain, lead a team of thirty people, complete tasks independently, and act freely.

Zhang Song is honest and hardworking, hoping to do some auxiliary work.

Military Supervisor. Captain Baiwan, the captain of the hunting team, was quite knowledgeable and directly arranged such a position. I heard that in Dali, not everyone could hold this position concurrently, and it had to be a trustworthy person.

Zhang Song said that he was here to help.

As for the division of labor among the hunting team and the distinction between local and non-local personnel, I really have no interest in it at all.

Beautiful mountains and rivers, falling in love, eating barbecue, and pursuing immortality, isn’t that great?

Then, Zhang Song was like a drop of water in the ocean. Not only did the three supervisors seem to ignore him, but even the other captains often forgot about this military supervisor.

This is the talent of the King Gu Moth. It is inconspicuous, and even though it is right in front of you, it can still distract you.

There are only three kinds of ferocious beasts. One is the blue wolf pack, which is huge in number. The wolf riders in the village are the cubs of these captured wolves, which are raised and tamed using secret methods.

The second type of gray sparrow flock is huge in number, like dark clouds. If you are not prepared, they can eat through more than ten acres of spiritual field in just a few breaths.

The third type is a powerful level 2 beast. However, this type of beast is only more destructive and relatively difficult to deal with, and its body is full of treasures.

Blue wolf meat is cheap, has a rough texture, and contains mixed blood and qi, making it more suitable for warriors who practice physical training.

The meat of the gray sparrow is twice as expensive. The individuals are too small, the meat is crystal clear, and the spiritual energy it contains is one-third purer than that of the blue wolf.

Zhang Song fried a dozen gray sparrows and drank some liquor in his own hut.

He had his own conjectures and progress in his understanding of insect cultivation.

I can clearly feel the temperature changes and subtle differences around me, and my five senses seem to be magnified twice.

There were flashes of black and white in his eyes, and there was spiritual power rotating inside, changing at will.

Gifted illusion.

The most important thing about hallucination is that you must recognize, be clear and familiar with it. He can imagine his own orange cat, but he can never imagine a Siberian tiger in a cage. He cannot imagine its breath, living habits, movements and so on.

To put it simply, it is copy and paste. First of all, you need a template, and there must be enough spiritual power to support it.

The images and sounds manifested by spiritual power confuse and deceive the target.

Zhang Song knows a little about magic theory, which requires corresponding gestures, language and props to achieve a high degree of realism.

So what should be my first illusion?

Let’s take a look at the shackles. They will suddenly make the opponent have an iron shackle on his head.

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A wild boar as big as a small hill ran out of the mountain, madly and ferociously, breaking trees, knocking wolves away, and crushing boulders.

The hunting team members were hit and flew high into the air, their bones were exposed, and in a breath more than half of the team of more than ten people were killed or injured.

This is a frightened level 2 beast.

For the first time, Zhang Song felt like he was facing death. Standing in front of the wild boar was like standing under a rusty basketball. Even if he jumped as high as he could, he couldn't reach it.

I even saw the despair in the wild boar's madness.

He had a very strange feeling in his heart that this powerful level 2 wild boar was running for his life.

Something made it feel desperate, and it even fled out of the mountain desperately and came to the human village.

The second-level beast has some simple wisdom and knows that this place is very dangerous and there are strong humans around, so it will not take risks easily.

The wild boar took a step forward to show respect to Zhang Song, who had no sense of existence.

Zhang Song immediately grabbed several wounded soldiers and shouted, "Go, go, go, go quickly."

The intact hunting team members also reacted and looked over. They grabbed the injured or dead teammates and rode on the wolves to retreat towards the village.

When the news got back, the three supervisors of the hunting team rushed out. There was a simple formation at the entrance of the village. It couldn't trap people, but it could deal with the second-level ferocious beasts in the mountains.

The wild boar was killed and thrown to the ground.

Puff! Zhang Song turned his head and saw the burly and brave man beside him, both man and wolf, were bitten into two pieces and fell to the ground, with blood all over the ground.

A stream of blood splashed onto his body.

The Black Wind Leopard was a circle larger than a normal ox, with black hair emitting a faint glow. It had a nimble body and its tail was slightly shaking. Its huge eyes looked at Zhang Song and narrowed slightly.

It opened its mouth wide, dropped the corpse in its mouth, revealed its sharp teeth, and stuck out its huge tongue.

The fishy smell, like a sewer that had been blocked for half a month, almost made him vomit, but he dared not move.

The king of the second-level peak ferocious beasts.

The Black Wind Leopard hesitated for a moment, and Zhang Song slowly retreated, but finally he went down to the ground and took a big bite, picked it up, raised his neck and swallowed it in a few bites.

He licked the blood on his paws and chased in the direction of the wild boar's escape. His movements were graceful and agile, like a king strolling in his territory.

Before Zhang Song returned to the village, two more team members and the wolf died in the mouth of the Black Wind Leopard.

"Huh, be careful behind you." Bai Wan's face relaxed when he saw Zhang Song dragging three injured team members, and he expressed his concern in his tone.

"I'm alive?"

"Brother Zhang Song, I am deeply grateful for your kindness. From now on, my life belongs to you."