Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

The imperial wine was served. It was amber in color, with a mellow, sharp aroma.

The two clinked their glasses, Zhang Song took a sip, his eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to give a thumbs up.

"Brother, if that doesn't work, you can go to the battlefield. The market there is chaotic, with many underground markets where they sell everything."

Zhang Song nodded. There was nothing that could be done about it, but there was not much hope. After all, the price of level 4 materials was staggering. Even if someone else wanted to buy them, he might not be able to afford them.

Although he didn't buy the ingredients, he was satisfied to be able to drink such good wine. It was a pity that Ge Xian only had two jars, otherwise he would have kept them no matter how high the price was.

On the way back, Zhang Song was thinking and suddenly stopped.

It's not that there is no solution at all. Second-hand or disassembled items can also be used.

Although there are only a few fixed teleportation arrays in various parts of Jiuzhou, there are quite a few in the ancient ruins. Although they are all abandoned, some usable materials are occasionally discovered.

The most important thing is that your own teleportation array is only used to teleport a single person. It is not used very often, so you can just make do with the corners.

There are countless ruins in the demon realm behind the Chaos Canyon. As long as you dare to go there, you will gain something.

Zhang Song holds two addresses leading to the demon realm.

Communicate with the prayer flag and see if the two demon paths are feasible.

"It's three thousand miles to the southeast, it's dangerous."

This is the route controlled by the Demon Suppression Bureau. It is indeed unreliable. The reaction was given just after the route was drawn.

"It's a thousand miles to the southwest, it's very dangerous."

Zhang Song's face immediately darkened. Is this old guy Huang so deceiving? The demon realm is close to the ghost cave. Although it is extremely dangerous, it is definitely not a big threat.

No, I have to persuade my senior brother to make full use of his natural talent in attracting disasters. He will provide whatever is needed for free and do good deeds without leaving a name.

"This is two thousand miles to the northwest, auspicious."

Ji, Zhang Song was still a little dissatisfied. He had figured out the pattern now.

Good luck means a small harvest, great luck means a great harvest, and perfection is the best.

He took out the map and looked at it. Two thousand miles was not very far, but the location was in Luozhou, which was now surrounded by flames.

There are three major cities in Luozhou: Pengcheng, Ankang and Kuafu. Your goal should be Ankang.

I talked to Yue Niang and she estimated that the round trip would take half a month.

……

It took Zhang Song seven days to complete a journey that should have taken less than two days.

There was no crops for thousands of miles, the roads were filled with starving people, and the wild people were eating each other.

If they want to survive, they can only go to the big cities. Even the three main cities dare not open their doors to receive hundreds of thousands of refugees.

If you want to survive, the only way is to rebel.

Thirteen rebel armies revolted, and now only the Taiping Army remains.

If you join the Taiping Army, you will have enough food and warm clothing, and you will be invulnerable to swords and guns. If you join the Taiping Army, you will have money and whatever you want.

Zhang Song has seen clearly that the so-called Taiping Army is actually a group of people who use the method of refining zombies to turn living people into zombies, making them naturally invulnerable to swords and guns.

I don’t know whether it is because the material is precious or this method has many disadvantages.

The Taiping Army's undead army only maintained a strength of around 20,000 men, and some of its generals were not entirely monks of the corpse path.

He personally buried an entire village, thousands of people, all dead from the plague, flies and insects flying everywhere, and the stench drifted for three thousand miles.

Even some ferocious beasts could not bear it and fell to the ground and died.

It took two days to deal with it. They used prayer flags to place and sort out the earth veins, and used cloud and rain magic to continuously flush and dissipate the thunder and lightning.

Finally, there was a hint of color in the air in this place, and it was no longer gray.

After this incident, the prayer flag seemed to be a little newer.

It seems that the prayer flags also gained a lot of benefits during this sorting process.

He thought thoughtfully. It seemed that spiritual weapons were fundamentally different from treasure weapons. As long as he found the right method, he could cultivate them slowly like a child.

There is really only one way to make a treasure, which is to keep adding materials, and constantly upgrade and repair it.

In the restaurant, even if Zhang Song wanted to eat something delicious, there were only a few items, and the prices were shockingly high.

The streets were deserted, and from time to time one could see the Taiping Army distributing talismans and cloth strips from door to door.

If you hang these things on your door, you will be a fellow church member, a fellow citizen who has paid the money, and they will keep you safe even if a war breaks out.

Those who did not pay or purchase the talismans would be captured and forced to do hard labor or thrown into assault camps during war.

He suddenly shook his head, thinking he was thinking too much.

Take care of yourself. It's enough as long as your family and friends are happy.

"Hey, look up." Two idle men came over, but they had a triangular piece of yellow cloth hanging on their chests, which meant they were recognized by the Taiping Army.

He held a few wanted portraits in his hand, compared them, and snorted coldly.

One of them rolled his eyes and tried to step forward, but was slapped on the head by the person next to him.

The two of them left with a smile.

This kind of idler has a sharp look in his eyes and can clearly distinguish which kind of people can be provoked and which kind of people cannot be provoked.

After staying there for two days, he saw a familiar figure and thought to himself, could it be that he, the lucky one, was here?

Zhang Mo rode a tall horse and led a team of a hundred people through the street, passing right under his window.

Zhang Song thought about it, threw a silver coin on the table, and slowly followed.

In front of the main city of Ankang, it has become lively, with people from the surrounding villages and towns selling and exchanging items here.

If you are lucky, you can also buy some fresh fruits here.

In front of the city gate, a four-meter-high platform was built, with a simple trial platform next to it, and a row of seven executioners in the front.

Zhang Song mixed in the crowd.

"It's a pity for Lord Sun. If it weren't for Lord Sun, our village would not have been saved when bandits broke out in Dongshan."

"Shut up. Don't mention it if you want to live."

"Isn't that Master Wang? He's so old, but he can't even see the road clearly. What law has he broken?"

"What do you know? The Holy Church is in power now. These people are opposing the Holy Church, which is the greatest disrespect. If we don't kill them, who else should we kill?"

Zhang Song understood that the people to be dealt with today were all former officials, wealthy people, and resistance fighters of Ankang City.

Kill one and warn one hundred.

When Zhang Mo arrived, several officials at the review desk quickly stood up, bowed low and saluted.

Zhang Mo walked to the center seat, sat down casually, picked up the list and took a look at it.

"Then whoever it is, get started. Kill when you need to. No need to wait for the bullshit."

"Yes."

Zhang Song stepped back slightly. As soon as Zhang Mo said "kill", dozens of auras rose into the sky from the crowd. They all held long swords and sticks, pushed through the crowd and rushed towards the execution ground.

Robbing the execution ground, but it is difficult to succeed.

Even if Zhang Mo's realm fell to a small level, it would still be the Golden Core Realm.

The most important thing is that, in his judgment, this person is definitely a ruthless person, and even his own master who is at the same level may not be able to beat him.

Zhang Mo didn't even raise his eyelids, just sat there, watching the chaos below.

Someone wanted to attack the judgment platform, but before he got close, he was shot to death by Zhang Mo's men with a crossbow, and his body was split into two.

Some people saw that something was not right and wanted to leave after saving the people, but the guards guarding the execution ground were extremely cruel and attacked each other. They would rather kill the prisoners than let them go.

The Taiping Army’s military regulations were too harsh. If you violated military orders, not only would you be killed, but your family would also be sent to the vanguard camp. If your wife and daughter were young, their fate would be even more miserable.

Zhang Song glanced at Zhang Mo in the distance, and suddenly he felt itchy. He was just a zombie, why was he pretending to be a human being?

"shoot!"

Three petite figures in the crowd flipped over and leaped, raising crossbows in their hands and shooting at Zhang Mo.

puff!

Only one guard covered his neck with his hands, chuckling and unable to speak.

Just as the three women were about to retreat, the guards surrounded them at the same time, extremely cold and indifferent, like machines.