Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

This diagram has very high requirements for qi and blood. The most difficult thing is that the soul must be strong and able to withstand the impact brought by visualization.

Zhang Song deeply agreed with this. There was an immortal palace in his sea of ​​consciousness, but he couldn't help but become irritable and crazy when practicing. If it were someone else, they would probably be transformed.

This may be the disadvantage of warriors, so it is not unreasonable for warriors to specialize in one thing.

Shiniuzhai must have some secret methods or treasures to suppress the soul. They are probably in the hands of each family and have become family heirlooms.

Just like the method of patrolling the mountains, he found the village chief Mo Cheng, only to learn that only the Liao family could learn this method of patrolling the mountains. Outsiders were not without a chance, unless they married into the Liao family or got the consent of the head of the Liao family and the elders.

"The methods of visualization are different. There are various secret methods, such as communication, joint meditation, and worship..."

"But there is one thing in common, that is, after getting started, you must let the object of visualization grow and improve together with yourself, so that it will not be unable to use it, backfire on you, and have negative effects."

Zhang Song felt as if he had lost something. He realized that he had already gotten started and the method of visualization was going smoothly. He could even sense that he had turned into a giant bull and was hunting.

Mo Qingqing: "Does it feel similar to us insect cultivators? We insect cultivators are just more direct and simpler than the visualization method."

Insect cultivation is to transform the true into the false, and visualization is to transform the false into the true.

The two chatted until night, when stars appeared in the night sky. Only then did he leave with the jar of wine.

……

After nine days, he finally visualized a little Kuiniu in his sea of ​​consciousness, with a complete head and tail, a big and fierce head, mini and cute, and in tune with his own mind.

This step directly allowed his blood and Qi to be tempered repeatedly. Originally, his blood and Qi were strong and as thick as a wolf's smoke, but now they had become as thick as a baby's arm, but their mass had tripled.

In the warrior stage, you can be fearless of the late second stage.

The little boar in the fairy palace also grunted and was promoted to a first-level ferocious beast at the same time.

Zhang Song smacked his lips a few times, feeling that this stupid little boar was doing it on purpose, just waiting for the day when he would realize the truth and advance with him.

"If you still can't advance to level two in half a year, I'll stew you."

The little boar was dumbfounded, with its eyes shut, not moving a muscle. When Zhang Song's consciousness left the immortal palace, it screamed and fell to the ground, rolling around in agony.

Mu Jin came back with unstable breathing, pale face and was seriously injured.

"I'll hide for a few days." She lay directly on Zhang Song's bed and fell asleep.

Zhang Song looked at her exposed shoulders, and then looked at the way she was facing away from him.

Soon, Qiu Yue Niang arrived.

"Good sister, thank you for taking care of me." Mu Jin woke up with difficulty and tried to sit up.

"Miss Mu, you are seriously injured. Don't say anything more. Rest well. I brought some clean clothes."

He winked at Zhang Song again and said, "Brother Song, I'm here, so don't just stand there."

The next day, Zhang Song knew what had happened and his spiritual sense probed into the immortal palace.

"Dad~"

Zhang Song immediately dragged her out and hit her several times with a wooden stick.

"Look at your so-called mother."

Hei Ya screamed and crawled into the house. He looked at Mu Jin with his round eyes, as if he was about to die. Did he meet a big guy?

Mu Jin's injury healed quickly and she recovered in half a day.

Zhang Song felt that it was not a good idea to smile at this time, unless he really couldn't help it.

Listening to Mu Jin slowly approaching, Zhang Song felt relieved, as this was the consequence of taking risks.

The insect cave is hidden under a hill in the Chaos Canyon. There is poisonous miasma everywhere and insects and ants are rampant outside. Even insect cultivators dare not get involved.

Who would have thought that while she was collecting insect poison, there was another tall and thin middle-aged man who was also collecting spiritual juice and gathering poisonous herbs in the insect cave.

When Hibiscus sensed this, she immediately released a massive army of spiders.

The middle-aged man was not afraid at all. He swung his sword, killed the poisonous spider, and rushed towards her.

It was only then that she discovered that this person was actually Li Chuanzong, the son of Zhenshan Hou. The two of them had no connection with each other, but because of Zhang Song, she collected some information about him.

I don't know whether to call this person mentally retarded or extremely bold. He actually dared to steal the treasure house and make a silk thread as a souvenir when Guangdong Zhu was undergoing a disaster.

Too arrogant.

Logically speaking, although Li Chuanzong is a veteran second-level warrior, he is just a show-off. His real realm is only the late stage of Qi Refining, so he cannot beat her.

But now, she felt extremely frustrated, and even had a feeling that she had no idea where to start, unable to bite or hit.

Moreover, this prince would catch some war spiders and swallow them into his mouth from time to time during the fight.

Mu Jin was not afraid, she even felt a little surprised. It was obvious that the son of the Marquis of Zhenshan had some treasures on him, so she ignored the waste and directly fused her natal Gu.

She still looks like a normal human being, but her spine is making popping sounds and six spider knives are emerging.

The light in his eyes condensed into two pitch-black gems, emitting a faint glow.

Both of them were extremely confident and felt that the opponent was nothing special.

As a result, Mu Jin won a small victory by cutting off the opponent's right wrist and even cutting off one of the opponent's ears.

Li Chuanzong was surprisingly fierce. He punched Mu Jin three times in a row, almost blowing her body apart. Two of the spider's legs were even broken by Li Chuanzong.

Mu Jin felt that she was so unlucky. She didn't get anything, but how come she met Li Chuanzong?

Rumor has it that Li Chuanzong is just a waste, how come he is so strong?

Zhang Song consoled him: "Is it possible that you are too weak?"

Yue Niang, who was standing next to him, couldn't help laughing out loud and reached out to hit him, saying, "How can you analyze and comfort others like that?"

Mu Jin's eyes turned red again, and she admitted her mistake delicately: "It was my fault for not listening to Brother Song's advice. I will never do that again."

Zhang Song glanced at Qiu Yue Niang and said, "You take care of her. I can't afford to offend her."

Just as Zhang Song was about to leave, Mu Jin opened her storage bag with a rustling sound, and a bunch of things fell out, including a purple coffin.

"This should be something from your Jinguang Cave. Return it to its original owner."

Is Li Chuanzong so unlucky that the hand that was cut off happened to be the one holding the storage ring.

"These are not our Jinguan Cave's things. Even if they are, they are yours now and have nothing to do with our Jinguan Cave."

Qiu Yueniang waited until Zhang Song left before she said softly, "You don't know what kind of person Brother Song is. He is a bit of a traitor. You are humiliating him by doing this. He is happy."

Mu Jin was a little angry: "Why? I like to give it, so I give it. Why is he angry?"

Qiu Yunniang knew the temperament of the women in the village. If she liked someone, she would pursue him, even if she had to use poison or drugs, as long as she liked him.

He shook his head slightly, "Brother Song is different. He respects you and hopes you respect him. This is his nature."

Mu Jin seemed to be thinking about something, but Qiu Yueniang turned around with a smile on her face.

"If you throw this pile of scrap metal into Brother Song's yard, he probably won't even take a look at it."

Mu Jin's slightly frowned brows immediately relaxed: "Yes, Brother Song is still very proud. Men all care about their reputation. It is indeed wrong for me to do this. I will find a chance to apologize later."

After dinner in the evening, Mu Jin took out the coffin.

Zhang Song's eyes flashed with black and gray. He looked at it carefully and said, "This should be the ancestral coffin that Zhenshan Hou discarded."