Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

In fact, more people know that even if they make an attack, there is no possibility of success.

But among so many monks, it is worth it to die like this and burst out with light for a moment.

They bowed slightly, promising to repay the guidance in the next life.

Mu Jin's eyes lit up, and she released her aura, throwing the guard away and walking towards Zhang Song in a charming manner.

When Qiu Yue Niang saw the delicate girl Mu, who was stronger than a tigress, she felt angry and helpless. She had to protect her father. Yes, Qiu Biao had a feeling and was actually having an epiphany.

All the second-level monks did not leave and kept their eyes closed.

Zhang Song was sorting himself out, finding loopholes, and going through his own cultivation. Naturally, they benefited a lot, as if they had heard the standard answers. If they didn't copy or take notes at this time, would they forget them later?

If you want to succeed, go crazy first and charge forward regardless of everything!

This is the determination of the insect cultivators and all of them when they first embarked on this path.

Now, after so many years, they have almost forgotten the vows they made when they were young. At that time, they were full of ambition and looked forward to the future, wanting to become soaring eagles.

Zhang Song's heart trembled and his face changed slightly. Oh no, his good intentions turned out to be a disastrous one.

So many people died, even if they were willing, he would still feel uneasy, as if he was persuading people to die.

"Cloud and Rain Technique!"

Dark clouds were rolling in around the square, and more and more of them appeared. Even those cultivators who were ready to die to advance were chilled.

"This is one ten-thousandth of the thunder tribulation I simulated. Whether you can gain some insights from it depends on you."

"I wish you all eternal prosperity and hope we'll meet on the road to immortality."

He secretly enhanced his understanding in the Cloud and Rain Method, which can be said to be stronger than the foundation-building medicine.

I will help you build the foundation step by step. If you still fail, there is nothing else we can do.

Qiu Biao suddenly opened his eyes and rushed into the cloud and rain technique without caring about his face.

The three clan leaders, Mo Tie and others quietly squeezed in.

Qiu Yueniang was still hesitating, but Mu Jin pulled her arm and whispered, "If you are still hesitating, everyone has taken all the benefits Brother Song has given you."

Raindrops fell overhead accompanied by a gentle breeze.

Every drop of rain seems to be pregnant with a violent, crazy and desperate will.

This is not the will of thunder tribulation, but a false will imposed by Zhang Song, his will.

Among the crowd, only Mo Qingqing and others had rushed into the thunder tribulation regardless of everything. Naturally, they knew the difference. How could human will replace God's will?

Isn't the function of the Cloud and Rain Technique to water the spiritual fields?

At this moment, she suddenly felt very insignificant. She was far inferior to Zhang Song in cultivation and understanding.

She closed her eyes and began to comprehend the meaning of this so-called thunder tribulation.

"I, I, I..." Youcheng successfully advanced and was so excited that he couldn't speak. He knelt on the ground with his fists clenched. He was unable to describe the feelings but just knelt down to express his gratitude to the young man on the podium.

"I'm still alive." An old insect slave, by a stroke of luck, was actually influenced by his will. In addition, his mind was the same as that of his own natal insect Gu. At the last moment, the insect Gu transformed and successfully advanced.

Some people also cried out in dismay, full of reluctance, because they clearly saw the way and promotion was within reach...

Someone died silently, but with a smile on his face, he asked, "I can die in the evening!"

When everyone woke up, the platform was empty and they didn't know when Zhang Song had left.

That night, Shiniuzhai was as festive as New Year's Day. Sixteen first-level cultivators were promoted, and six second-level cultivators suddenly realized and reached a smaller realm.

Many people came to visit spontaneously, but were rejected. They left gifts and entrusted the insect slaves to pass them on to Zhang Song.

Zhang Song closed his eyes. The fact that hundreds of people advanced also touched him.

The monks in this world were crazier than he had imagined. No matter they were young or strong, or old and frail, they all had an indescribable spirit, madness, desperate, unwilling, and reckless.

His sea of ​​consciousness also stabilized, and his character was also transforming.

Somehow the news got out, and at night, countless cultivators came from Zhenshan City, Guiliu Village, and even from Guidong cultivators disguised as ordinary casual cultivators.

Gao Lie, who was seriously injured, rode on a blue wolf and arrived at Hundred Poison Peak before dawn.

Everyone tacitly divided the area according to their respective spheres of influence, and the best location in the center was naturally Shiniuzhai.

What Zhang Song didn't know was that Yu Youzi and several other old guys were also alarmed, but they didn't show up. Instead, they watched here secretly, wanting to see what this little guy would say today.

He had already finished explaining the first-order stuff yesterday, and today he will talk about the understanding of the second-order power.

Is this possible? This little fellow has just entered the second stage. I heard that before the lecture started, he was still in the Jinguan Cave listening to Yu Youzi imparting his cultivation experience.

Some people believed it and regarded Zhang Song as a genius. They were convinced and treated him with great respect, acting like his disciples.

Some people don't believe it. We are both at the second level. If you can't tell a satisfactory answer today, then don't blame yourself and others for provoking me.

Anyone dares to go up there to preach? Haha, what an arrogant tone! I'm afraid they have never seen the more than ten-meter-wide bluestone road of the Dali Dynasty.

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Zhang Song looked at the people today and the corner of his mouth twitched. There seemed to be a lot more people, and the proportion of level two was more than that of level one.

Today he talked about his own insights when he was at the second level.

As usual, I will start with an opening speech, but I can’t get as excited as I did yesterday.

The second-level cultivators have seen everything and have experienced life and death. Even the people over there in the ghost cave live a life worse than death almost every day.

Then use the ultimate move!

"Different people, different paths, different views, but the path of a cultivator is a road of no return. You can only move forward. If you fall behind, it means the earth will be stained with blood. The only way is to move forward, stepping on the corpses of many predecessors, singing all the way to the end."

"Time is like a knife that cuts off the pride of heaven, and the road to immortality sighs at the enchantment. The beginning of blood and bones is a sad picture of life."

"Someone once said that this is an era that makes people crazy and sad, with carnival and tragedy playing out together, like a moth flying into a flame. Is it on the road to immortality, or is it listening to its own funeral song? It is impossible to extricate itself, almost insane. Perhaps the meaning of life is precisely because of this persistence and beauty."

"What monk?"

"I said yesterday that even if I fly into a flame like a moth, even if I am crushed to pieces, I am not afraid. This proves that I once existed, I once struggled, and I once surrendered. The trajectory of life and the roar of thousands of ants will eventually make the heaven and earth tremble."

No matter what people thought, including the old guys in the dark, they were all shocked. Who could say such a thing?

Who can have such deep insights, like an immortal old man, taking everything lightly.

Who can be so domineering? Even those legendary gods are not so domineering and confident.

Who could be so obsessed with cultivation? The desperate struggle of those insect cultivators yesterday was already moving enough, but compared with the person who said these words, they seemed so insignificant.

Zhang Song began to talk about his own understanding, starting out fast and then slower and slower. His body's aura was also constantly increasing, but the people around him were listening in fascination.

There are three realms in martial arts, starting with practicing qi, the first is me, the second is people, and the third is the law. I am the one who practices qi, blood, and internal organs. Between life and death, the mind is relaxed and vigorous. Its power is mysterious, which can be called a small achievement. It controls the body, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Its physical strength increases sharply, and its mind is as solid as a rock, not easily moved by external things...

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