Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

Although he said he was in seclusion, Zhang Song appeared directly in the Immortal Palace.

As soon as I came in, I immediately felt like I was in control of everything, like I was a fairy, and I felt like I was floating in the air.

He walked under the thunder bamboo, leaned on it, closed his eyes, and soon began to snore.

The thunder bamboo slowly emitted a ray of light, covering Zhang Song's body.

Xiaoqing raised her little head and warned the wild boar, "If you want to advance, just stay away and don't make any noise or disturb your father's sleep."

Little Hei Ya carefully hid in the corner, dropped the book in her paws, and trembled.

It’s over. I forgot to do my homework and dad came in to catch me.

"This question is so difficult. What is nine plus twelve? I only have eight paws. I can't add it up."

Xiaoqing looked at Heiya with sympathy. It was all her own fault. She had to say that she loved studying so much that she had no time to practice.

I slept for three full days and felt full of energy, as if I had received a full range of treatments at Green Wave Gallery. I felt comfortable both inside and out.

This time, the internal organs were passively tempered.

Zhang Song narrowed his eyes. No matter how powerful the fused insects were, Zhang Song would not misplace the priority. The internal organs were the internal organs, and the insect poison could only be strengthened but not replaced.

No matter how well the description in the Sutra of Transformation into Insects is, it is still transformation into insects, not transformation into humans.

He remembered clearly how Yu Youzi looked when he was enduring the thunder tribulation. He was a giant python and did not look like a human at all.

The demons are trying their best to transform into human form to practice, but they leave the human race alone to practice and turn them into insect poison?

A ball of spiritual energy had condensed at the fingertips and was put into the mouth like a candy bean.

The good thing about the Breathitherapy method is that it can accurately find the purest strand of vital energy and has almost no negative impact on the body.

Insect cultivators need to constantly improve the level and quality of insect poison.

In just this one battle, I was so full that all my internal organs were upgraded to the third level standard.

A third-level warrior can develop his own supernatural powers. My current body has surpassed most ordinary third-level warriors, and I have no shortage of supernatural powers. That’s enough.

He has a clear positioning of himself. This tiger demon monk is at the top level in the Jindan realm. Even if he is not as good as Zhang Mo, he is also a strong man at the same level.

But he was still killed by himself.

"The Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Technique has directly reached its peak. There haven't been many changes, except that I have gained a lot of fighting skills and experience."

This feeling……

It's like the red sticks in Temple Street, they feel they are very powerful and famous and no one dares to mess with them.

When you become an assaulter coming down from the battlefield, you will find that we are all human beings, but at different levels.

The understanding, techniques, angles of attack, and the understanding and control of one's own body are all different.

The Kuiniu visualization diagram also saved me about five years of idle time. It’s not a lot, but the skill carnival made me like it.

He likes the feeling of being unscrupulous and wanting to beat you to death no matter who is on the other side.

After thinking about it, he hung the tiger demon head in the system position.

The positions that are currently being blessed are: black bull horns, fish scales, and tiger demon head.

The golden elixir in his hand also turned into two, and the two of them were so large that they were enough to cause a sensation.

Zhang Song did not come out of seclusion. He learned a lot from the battle with the tiger monster.

This time I did not rely on the AFK system. I truly had my own understanding, my own understanding of the two realms of foundation building and golden elixir.

"The Taoist Palace's secret treasure of the five elements!"

He knew that in the past, being AFK meant that the body was completely closed, and the hair locked itself like scales, forming a so-called treasure body.

Now I have my own understanding. Closing the body is only the most basic condition to reduce internal friction and the loss and consumption of vital energy.

At this stage, one can advance to the Golden Core stage, which is the standard for building the foundation.

But the real meaning is not just to simply block oneself, but to make oneself, essence, energy and spirit unified.

Gathering essence, energy and spirit at the entrance is the way to lay the foundation!

Countless powerful monks have said that magic, martial arts, insect cultivation, and even the three thousand heterodox sects, etc., all lead to the same path and can point directly to the great way.

The different paths all lead to the same goal, which is the unity of essence, energy and spirit.

Zhang Song's eyes suddenly brightened up, like the sun in the sky, dazzling and blinding.

The essence, energy and spirit are gathered in the entrance.

He once read a Taoist book on health preservation, which mentioned that when essence, energy and spirit combine, the three flowers will appear, and at night ghosts will cry and howl, and candles will go out.

Three flowers gathered at the top of the head, is there such a thing in this world? Maybe, but it must be kept secret. At least I didn't see it on Master Yu Youzi who was in the Nascent Soul Realm.

It might also be a secret method for advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, such as Mr. Huang’s method of cutting off cause and effect.

The immortal palace had no idea what time it was, but when Zhang Song came out, there were screaming, cheering, and jumping sounds coming from outside.

Could it be that ten years have passed in the blink of an eye?

Yue Niang's eyes were red, with a smile on her lips. She threw herself into his arms and held on tightly without letting go.

"what's the situation?"

"Brother Song, you have been in seclusion for a long time this time. Don't be so scary next time."

Zhang Song held her slender hand and nodded repeatedly.

Three months of seclusion, three full months.

Zhang Song thought to himself, "Oh!" It's only three months, but it's still ten years as he thought it would be.

However, it is almost the end of the year, and the mountains are covered with red leaves again. This year's village is much more lively than in previous years.

People in Dali were living in dire straits. The population, including those who escaped voluntarily, those who were captured or bought, almost tripled.

Similarly, the strength of Shiniuzhai has more than doubled, the Liao family has been completely destroyed, and some of their men have gone to the Hunyuan Sect to capture cities and territories, and gold and silver items have been continuously shipped back.

Three months is really not a long time.

Unexpectedly, after knowing that Zhang Song had come out of retreat, the owners of each cave came to visit him one by one, and some even wanted to join his Flying Squirrel Cave.

The village chief, Mo Shi, also came over personally with thirty jars of the best liquor to greet him, wanting to see if Brother Song was interested in taking on some responsibilities.

The masters of the three families, Mo, Liao and Bai, all knew that Zhang Song was an ascetic monk who did not care about power and would not compete with others for spiritual stones and medicinal plants.

If someone asks me about cultivation, I explain it to them in earnest and never try to fool them.

The most important thing is that they all acknowledged that the missing tiger demon Hu Heshan was sent away by Zhang Song through thunder.

The little master in charge of thunder tribulations.

Someone knew that Zhang Song liked rats, so he bought a dozen of them, put them in bamboo cages, and sent them up.

It is a human relationship to give and take, so many people took out the food they were reluctant to eat, hoping to get Zhang Song's guidance.

"Uncle Mo, I wrote a new interpretation of martial arts. You can take it out and anyone can make a copy of it, but I won't give any explanations or guidance."

"Ah, sir, isn't it too precious?"

Zhang Song shook his head. "There are seven or eight books on the basics of martial arts in our village alone, and they all have different focuses. My book is not a big deal."

After standing for a while, Yue Niang came over and gently took his hand.

"Yue Niang, there are too many insect cultivators in the village. This is not good and not normal. I still hope there will be more people practicing martial arts and refining magic."

There was a gentle smile on Qiuyue Niang's lips, like a tranquil lake.

"I know, but what are you going to do with those six children?"

There were three boys and three girls, all of whom were extremely talented and were children of different families. They had actually made their choice when they came.

That is to choose the path of insect cultivation.

Zhang Song suddenly asked, "How is the master doing recently?"

Qiu Yueniang couldn't help but pursed her lips, wanting to laugh but trying hard to hold it back.

"Father has been practicing very hard and has not mentioned going to Luozhou anymore."

"Well, your realm is higher than his?"

Qiu Yueniang nodded, a little arrogant: "I didn't dare to do it. My father's martial arts is too direct. It's just a mountain-splitting sword. I just don't give him the chance to get close to me."