freenovelworld Chapter 110: Sacrifice
Chapter 110: Sacrifice
Zhang Song happily signed his name on the other party's task document, leaving behind a trace of his breath.
Well, Zhang Song clearly felt as if an invisible line in his mind had been cut off, and he felt a lot more comfortable.
There really is a contract, or is it a kind of spiritual liberation?
Ever since he came into contact with the mysterious poisonous insect fairy, he felt that cultivation was definitely not as simple as improving one's physical body and spiritual consciousness.
Liao Tong bought ten kilograms of black scorpions, all of which were newly-minted. Each one was the size of a fist, shiny black, and had a tail that was as intimidating as a spear.
"Master Zhang, these are soaked in secret medicinal wine. Try it."
"Drunken Black Scorpion, sure."
He picked up the chopsticks, and the scorpion instinctively took a defensive posture. Zhang Song threw it directly into his mouth, causing a slight sting.
"There's a bit too much scorpion venom, and it's too sweet, but it's quite chewy, not bad."
Liao Tong chuckled and said, "Yeah, I told you that among all these poisonous insects, scorpions are the most delicious."
"There is another kind of worm." Zhang Song directly separated a small piece from the Immortal Palace.
"Try it. I'm not being stingy, but I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it if you have too much."
Liao Tong looked at it for a few seconds but couldn't tell what kind of poisonous insect the meat was. He picked it up with two fingers and put it in his mouth.
An hour later, Zhang Song opened his eyes and went into the back room to practice.
I couldn't believe it. Just a moment ago, my body felt like it was in heaven, and vital energy was flowing in my body. It seemed like someone was preaching in my mind, but I couldn't hear a word clearly. But I just felt that it was a great existence.
My body completely relaxed and felt warm.
This one hour is equivalent to three days of training time.
At this moment, he remembered Zhang Song's words. It was not that he didn't want to give it to him, but he was afraid that he couldn't bear it if it was too much. His mind turned, and he immediately felt scared.
During this hour, he even felt like he didn't want to open his eyes and wake up. He just wanted to keep sleeping like this. Although he was awake, his whole body was warm and he couldn't muster any strength.
Two days later, Gao Lie and others had confirmed the surroundings and left.
"Brother Zhang Song, if you want to go to the demon realm, you must tell me and I will go with you." Monta reminded in a low voice.
"Okay, let's do November. I'll go to Guiliu Village to find you then."
On the way back, Liao Tong hesitated for a long time, a little embarrassed, and asked softly: "Master Zhang, are you selling your foundation-building pill?"
He really didn't feel any danger up there.
"Uncle Liao, there should be some Buddhist techniques on the foundation-building pill. After taking it, you will feel more favorable towards Buddhism."
Liao Tong nodded sincerely, "After Cave Master Zhang let me eat that piece of insect meat, I knew the good intentions of the cave."
"Those puppets that day might have been the cultivators who took the foundation-building pill."
He sighed deeply. There was no one in the Liao family who was at the Jindan level left in the village.
Although he was not valued by his family since childhood, he could not write two characters of "Liao" with one stroke.
"I am seriously alienated. If I can't control it within five years, I will be completely alienated, and then I will be promoted through secret methods and sent to the ancestral temple."
"I don't care if this foundation-building pill has any side effects. I've known this since I was a kid: if you want to gain, you have to pay. This is true for warriors and insect cultivators, and it's the same for pills."
“That’s my hope too.”
Zhang Song nodded, and in his heart he really agreed with him. If there was a glimmer of hope in the later stage of his life, he would definitely grab it desperately.
"But what do you buy it with?"
It seemed that Liao Tong was prepared. He cut his abdomen with his fingers, and then a bone bead flipped into his palm.
"This is the Centipede Armor Bead. Take a little powder and feed it to the Gu worm every day. There is a great chance that the potential of the Gu worm will be improved."
"not enough!"
It goes without saying that there are many restrictions, which may even be related to the properties of the insect itself.
The smell emitted by the white jade centipede in my body is similar to this.
It must have been made from the centipede shell picked up from the ancestral temple using a secret method.
It is too difficult to improve the potential of the poisonous insect. He does not believe that this armor bead can upgrade his white jade centipede to the fairy level.
Liao Tong thought about it, and Zhang Song had already raised his hand: "Old medicine, five elements materials, as long as they are level four, anything will do."
Liao Tong took a deep breath and took out a piece of Xuanyin grass from the ring.
"make a deal!"
Xuanyin grass is very common, and even level four can be purchased, and the price is lower than some level three medicinal plants.
But this Xuanyin grass gave him an indescribable feeling, and it clearly had a unique scent belonging to the Gu insect.
Ancestral temple!
Zhang Song felt something in his heart. Liao Tong took the foundation-building pill without explaining, and there was an indescribable light in his blood-red eyes.
He tried hard to suppress his emotions.
“I’m not trying to survive for myself.”
"Master Zhang, I owe you a favor."
Zhang Song held up the Xuanyin grass in his hand and said, "The money and goods have been paid, and no one owes anyone anything."
When he arrived at the village, Liao Tong returned to his stupid state.
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As time passed, Zhang Song stayed in the mountains, occasionally going to the chaotic land with Yue Niang to hunt some evil beasts.
Two months passed quickly.
Mo Qingqing advanced to the middle stage of the second stage. She looked even more indifferent, but her eyes were bright.
She heard that Zhang Song was collecting materials for body refining.
Ask his sister to send him a book on the analysis of body-building techniques.
"Second brother, Master asked me to tell you that physical training is not just about pursuing the strength and tenacity of Qi and blood. The best is what suits you."
Zhang Song nodded. He knew that he had a real thunder body and ordinary body-building techniques were no longer effective.
This book contains insights and analysis written by a fourth-level warrior, and also contains the formulas for three body-building fluids.
Zhang Song asked Yue Niang to take his elder sister inside to play, make some delicious food, and tell them not to go back today.
What is a warrior?
This book is written very simply. When your blood is filled with a special aura and possesses a huge amount of vitality, and every drop of your blood weighs a hundred kilograms, it means that you have been promoted to level three.
A level three warrior is omnipotent, no longer afraid of any opponent, and can even regenerate severed limbs.
This process is long and requires great perseverance and a steady supply of resources.
When every drop of your blood contains your own will, your blood is like your spirit, which means that you have reached the standard of a fourth-level warrior.
Whether it is level three or level four, the most crucial secret lies in the blood.
Animals have different bloodlines, and the stronger the bloodline, the more noble the individual is. The same is true for humans, so this fourth-level warrior started out by learning the way to strengthen and temper his blood.
Mo Qingqing was afraid that Zhang Song would take the wrong path and waste time, so she just flipped through the book.
Liao family, this should be the earliest ancestor of the Liao family, Liao Tianyi.
He created a method to temper blood and obtained the mountain god method to establish the family.
By the time Zhang Song finished reading, it was already the next morning.
Zhang Song drank rice porridge and ate some pickled vegetables. Yue Niang said, "When I was practicing last night, another exercise appeared in my sea of consciousness. But every time I wanted to write it down, I didn't know how to write it."
"You are truly blessed. This technique is imprinted in your consciousness. Only when you have truly mastered it can you write it down."
Yue Niang whispered, "My lineage practices the art of ice and snow, and we believe in the Great Goddess Qingnu."
Qingnv? Zhang Song had never heard of it.
"There is another method of sacrifice and refining above." This is what Yue Niang told Zhang Song.
Sacrifice young boys and girls!