Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

Mu Jin closed her eyes for a while, and then a crack appeared on her arm. A green spider the size of a thumb squeezed out from the red flesh.

"This is your mother."

Then I saw the little spider flying out and jumping directly onto Heiya's body, crawling back and forth.

The black spider didn't move, and the black hairs on its body wrapped the little spider carefully.

They really seem to be mother and daughter.

Zhang Song was speechless. Mu Jin's eyes lit up and she looked at Zhang Song expectantly, blinking her big eyes.

"Do you have that bone? Lend it to my family if you still have it."

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In the Immortal Palace, the prayer flags have been completely integrated together. The golden patterns on them are constantly flashing, and the characters are Fusu. There is a warm and peaceful atmosphere flowing in the Immortal Palace, and after being filtered, it is blessed into the sea of ​​consciousness.

He had the most profound and direct understanding of the prayer flags.

The prayer flag was created by an ancient powerful being. Feeling the pain of natural disasters and man-made calamities such as mountain torrents, collapsed mountains, and torrential rains, he combined the power of Zhen in his hands and refined the original disaster-pacifying flag.

After continuous improvement, the prayer flag seems to absorb some benefits every time it is used and gradually begins to transform.

Once in the hands of that powerful man, it reached the pinnacle level of a holy weapon.

Now it is in tatters and has been broken into pieces by someone. Its spiritual energy is gradually disappearing and its spiritual weapon rank is about to fall below.

Mu Jin teased Heiya for a while, kicked the stones on the ground with her toes, and gritted her teeth: "Zhang Song, can you lend Heiya to me for a while?"

"not good."

"How can you be like this? Hei Ya also called me mother."

Zhang Song communicated and refined the prayer flag in his sea of ​​consciousness. The precious weapons and spiritual artifacts were his own maid and would not be lent to anyone else.

Mu Jin said sincerely: "I felt the aura of thunder tribulation from Hei Ya, which is the same as my path of cultivation."

"I want to advance. I'm 80% sure. I'll make you rich later."

"unnecessary."

Many good friends drift apart like this. They don’t lend things or money, which only hurts their face but not their feelings. If they really lend money, they no longer have any friendship.

This little man is so stingy.

I'm so angry, so angry. Is this how men from the Man family are? Can't they be more generous?

"I'll put this on you. Is that okay now?"

He raised his hand and threw out a roll of yellowed animal skin, on which was vaguely outlined a ferocious beast, standing tall between heaven and earth. A fierce aura shone through the skin towards him.

Anyone who sees this picture will feel negative emotions such as fear, insignificance, and even despair.

Moo!

Zhang Song's expression remained unchanged. A loud cow mooing sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness, instantly shattering all the repression and illusions in his mind.

"It's not a visualization diagram, nor is it a treasure."

"This was left by a senior. The great wealth I mentioned is the cave she left behind."

Mu Jin was like a chicken thief. She picked up Heiya with both hands and ran away, fearing that she would be caught.

Don't think about it. Although Hei Ya is not a poisonous insect, she is kept in the fairy palace and is connected with the gods' mind. Even if she runs fast, Hei Ya will resist immediately with just a thought. How could she be held obediently?

This is a huge blue-black spider with a body as big as a mountain. Its bones are like steep mountains connected together. Each of its claws seems to be a stone forest supporting the sky, connecting heaven and earth.

The ferocious spider head drooped down, and one could vaguely see that it was a female face, noble and gentle, with pain and resentment flashing in the eyes.

At the very bottom there were a few small words outlined in blood: One must cultivate oneself throughout one's life, only by refining one's human body, can one reveal one's true nature.

Mingxin, this man's cultivation is very high. Although he is only at the Foundation Establishment Stage now, he has a great understanding of current cultivation.

To be clear-minded and know one's own feelings is to this extent almost the same as a demigod.

Master Yu Youzi, who was in the Nascent Soul stage, had only touched the stage of Ming Xing, and he only touched it, and then he dared to face the thunder tribulation and advance.

Zhang Song held the scroll in his hand. Those words seemed to have infinite magic power that kept him still for a long time.

The aura on his body was evaporating and settling, as if he had experienced another life and death, another reincarnation.

In just one sentence, it is like the life of a monk: pursuit, confusion, struggle, survival, understanding nature, understanding mind, but powerless...

If an insect cultivator cannot maintain his human heart, he will eventually turn into an insect or a monster after practicing.

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Time flies, the autumn leaves are turning red, and now it is December. The mountains are full of red and green, which is so eye-catching.

Zhang Song has now completely calmed down and digested the benefits brought by the thunder tribulation.

Qi practitioners condense the Qi sea in their bodies, warriors gather the melting furnace in their bodies, and insect cultivators use other methods to weave insect nests.

The most mysterious place in the body, there is a large lake formed by the sea of ​​qi, where dazzling lightning flashes from time to time.

In the center of Lei Lake is a huge volcano, hard and huge, spewing out endless energy.

Qiwu dual drive.

He couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh, feeling extremely happy. At this moment he felt like he was truly on the road to immortality.

His path as a warrior, perhaps because his skills were a little lacking, was to realize that the essence in the body should be locked up to prevent it from leaking out, to maintain the peak spirit, to nourish Qi with blood, and ultimately to achieve the effect of prolonging life.

The Qi sea formed by practicing the Huangting Sutra is the foundation of longevity.

Without Qi Hai, breathing is empty.

The Qi Sea is formed and only through inhalation can the Qi Sea return to one's own body, from which one can refine the essence, extract the vital energy and improve the quality of life.

His eyes sparkled. Even if he faced a warrior in the late Qi and Blood stage like the village chief Mo Cheng, he would not feel too much pressure. He would wield his trump card and fight to the death without fear of any opponent of the same level.

The Foundation Establishment Stage requires a vast amount of resources. Does he need them? He just needs to guard the Thunder Bamboo in the Immortal Palace and move forward steadily.

"On a day of autumn with red leaves flying everywhere, the thousand-year-old fortress is leisurely."

Unfortunately, he has too much knowledge and can recite the poems of the great poet Du Fu at will.

With an idea in his mind, he changed the already perfected Fuyao into the Cloud and Rain Technique.

At his current stage, he already has his own ideas and paths on how to practice and what methods to use to practice.

I chose the Fuyao technique in the first place to improve my speed and combat ability, and it was not a mistake.

As for the Cloud and Rain Technique, he learned it from watering the flowers in the past and mastered it from the basics.

After going through the baptism of thunder and lightning, he did not hang up, but just went with the flow, gained his own insights and blessings, and actually caught up with Fuyao and reached the great success stage.

Zhang Song felt that the potential of Yunyushu was much greater than that of Fuyao, and it might very well be his own innate magical power.

Treat it as the same as the Huangting Qi-eating Technique, and keep hanging on as long as you can.

"Sequence Three: Cloud and Rain Technique, Great Mastery. There are still eleven years and three months to reach Perfection."

Not much. He pinched his chin. If he could get more glass dragon scales, or get a drop of glass dragon blood from Sister Qingqing, he could probably shorten the time to less than eight years.

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The Qiu family’s yard is spacious and bright. There is a hot pot on the stone table in the middle, and some cooked food is placed around it.

Except for Qiu Biao and Zhang Song, the appearance of the three clan leaders has hardly changed.

"Uncle." Zhang Song poured wine for the three clan leaders.

"Go away, you can call me clan leader." Qiu Biao was very upright and straightened his neck to correct his mistake in addressing.

The third clan leader laughed and said, "There's nothing wrong with calling me uncle."

"Nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong." The red-eyed crow on the branch spread its wings and flapped them loudly.

Each person had a jar of wine and chatted while drinking.

The three clan leaders had almost finished drinking, and then they looked at Qiu Biao, "You have successfully established your foundation, so the General's Mansion doesn't want to recruit you back?"

"What are you going to do back home? The house is full of filth and people are scheming against each other all day long. It's boring."