Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 87 Qingbao returns to the mountain and rings the bell

"The Creation of Small Derived Spirits and Insects".

This is a volume of secret notes recording how to cultivate Xiaoyan spirit insects. There are four volumes in total.

The first three volumes correspond to the three stages of larvae, pseudoids, and adults.

The latter volume records the spells performed using small derivative spirit insects as the medium.

The Xiaoyan spirit insect mentioned in the jade slip is the correct name of the strange yellow sand insect.

Its larvae are shaped like yellow sand, carry a carapace on their backs, and have one hundred and eight legs.

The parasitic insect has compound eyes and a sharp mouth, a round belly and eight wings, and has unique abilities such as mimicry and spirit-eating.

As for the adult insect, it looks like a dragonfly covered in golden armor, with eight wings that merge into one like a blade. At this time, in addition to the abilities of the insectoid stage, it is also immune to most of the Five Elements spells.

According to this description, the small derived spirit insect in the adult stage can attack and defend. It can not only mimic powerful magical weapons, but also transform into shields and armor.

It has no fear of water and fire, and can swallow spirits. It feels like one insect can defeat all kinds of magic.

It can be said to be the nightmare of most monks.

This is also the reason why Wu Meng was so happy that day. If the Xiaoyan Spirit Insect can be used well, it can become the second trump card besides You Whale.

If at this time he was only good at setting ambushes cleverly, with the Xiaoyan Spirit Insect, he had the ability to make the final decision in a head-on encounter.

Not only that.

The Xiaoyan Spirit Insect also has an extremely rare and rare secret effect that can drive most Qi Practitioners crazy.

That is, once the insectoid stage matures, it can turn into pseudo-spiritual roots and take root in the foundation of the physical body, increasing the chance of breaking through the foundation.

Its effect does not overlap with that of the Foundation Building Pill and can be used in combination.

After roughly browsing the jade slips, Wu Meng took out a few small spiritual insects from the scorpion bone bag and took them out for observation.

The worm in the bag has a round abdomen and six wings, and is still short of the last pair of wings before it matures into the parasitic stage.

If you want to accelerate ripening, you have to devour heavenly materials and earthly treasures of various attributes, and the easiest way is to use the flesh, blood and spiritual roots of monks.

Wu Meng naturally cannot act recklessly.

He planned to start with the basics of beast control, and after mastering the pre-requisite abilities, he would then learn about the life of small-derived spirits and insects.

In the following year, Wu Meng became busy again.

He goes to the peak where spiritual beasts are raised to listen to lectures once a month. Over the past year, he has mastered the basic knowledge of beast control.

This profession does not have so high requirements for enlightenment, but it has extremely exaggerated requirements for spiritual consciousness.

Among them, the qualifications in spiritual consciousness can be divided into strength, sensitivity and differentiation.

The stronger the spiritual consciousness, the stronger the deterrent to spiritual beasts and the stronger the relationship. The sensitivity determines the control of spiritual beasts, and the degree of differentiation determines the number of beasts to control.

To Wu Meng's expectation, the sensitivity and differentiation of his spiritual consciousness were far higher than those of disciples at the same level.

He was vaguely aware of this as early as the mid-breakthrough.

It's no wonder that the practice of Shuoyue Hand Technique can be almost equal to that of Alchemy.

It is worth mentioning that some time ago, Wu Meng's "Danxin Tongjuan" and "Shuoyue Shoujue" were both practiced to perfection.

Both of them affect the Yin and Yang diagram and open up a new realm.

Wu Meng's years of accumulation began to show results, and he was about to usher in the first wave of harvest since his practice.

He was looking forward to this very much.

You know, even the miraculous arts evolved from Jianghu martial arts are still very useful today, not to mention those transformed from immortal arts?

Another year flies by.

This day.

Wu Meng was sitting in the courtyard and suddenly thought of Luo Qingbao, whom he had not seen for three years.

Could it be possible that this guy really died outside?

It's hard to say whether Wu Meng's premonition was accurate or not.

A few days later, the cave's restrictions were suddenly triggered.

Wu Meng thought the person coming was Wang Xumeng, but unexpectedly it was the embarrassed Luo Qingbao!

"You're back!"

Wu Meng was quite pleasantly surprised and quickly led the person into the courtyard.

It was the twelfth lunar month, with scattered snow falling and a cold wind like a knife.

A red clay round stove was burning in the courtyard, and the briquettes were shining brightly, melting away the drifting snowflakes.

"Why don't you activate the formation?" Luo Qingbao lowered his head, but was surprised when he saw this.

Wu Meng said with a smile: "After a few years of opening it, I found that the more I repaired it, the less interesting it became, so I just opened it again. It's quite interesting to meditate and open your eyes, and suddenly see the changes in the four seasons." Luo Qingbao sighed.

There was a bit of envy and a hint of rejection in his eyes, and he must be extremely conflicted in his heart.

Wu Meng simmered a pot of spiritual tea and asked casually: "How do you feel?"

"regret!"

Luo Qingbao blurted out.

"The owner of the cave we explored is a formation master. The five of them have been circling outside his cave for three years, unable to enter or get out...

Thanks to the help of an enthusiastic senior brother who was passing by, I was able to get out of trouble..."

There was more than fear in Luo Qingbao's eyes, but a bit of fear, as if he was recalling a nightmare he didn't want to face.

"Among the five, I am the only one who came back alive..."

"That enthusiastic senior brother only found you?"

"Well, I heard that the other four people didn't hold on. I wonder what kind of horrific things they encountered in the illusion array..."

Wu Meng was silent for a long time.

This is the cruel side shrouded in the auspicious clouds of the cultivation world. After all, there are only a few people like Wang Xumeng who can always walk by the river.

"Then what are your plans now?"

Luo Qingbao looked confused: "I want to rest for a while..."

"Alright."

"Junior Brother Wu, what state are you in now?" Luo Qingbao suddenly asked.

"Middle stage of Qi training."

"You also made a breakthrough... If I had known earlier, I would have been better off refining elixirs inside the sect. Without wasting these three years, I should be at the fifth level of Qi training now..."

Luo Qingbao left worried about gains and losses.

Looking at the opponent's back, Wu Meng sighed.

He started a little later than Luo Qingbao, but he broke through to the mid-level a few months earlier.

At that time, the difference in cultivation between the two was not that big, but now Wu Meng was approaching the sixth level of Qi training, but the other party was still lingering on the fourth level.

What's more, if there are no accidents, this gap will be further widened.

Because just half a year ago, Wu Meng's spiritual root qualifications experienced another qualitative change, from a shallow appearance to a deep spiritual root.

At this point, his aptitude for wood spiritual roots has completed three transformations, and the green wood species has also stopped growing.

The last time he tested the children's qualifications, he quietly tried it himself.

It is shown as the lowest level of the earth spiritual root, the pseudo spiritual root is below, and the heaven spiritual root is upward.

After this transformation, it is difficult to say whether he will have the spiritual roots of heaven, but in terms of qualifications alone within the sect, he should be considered rare.

The twelfth lunar month has just passed.

When Wu Meng went out to collect supplies, he found that the atmosphere in the sect was quite tense.

The number of monks coming and going from Songmang Peak increased by 30% to 40%, and there were many wounded among them.

Another month passed.

Wu Meng was meditating at night when he suddenly heard nine bells ringing in the distance.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked out the window, only to see clouds and mist rolling in the valley and birds flying everywhere.

Nine bells ring, which means extreme mourning.

Which elder has passed away? !

Wu Meng waited for a long time, but the imaginary transmission talisman did not come.

Master Songmang has been trapped in the palace all day, so he should be fine.

Wu Meng thought for a moment, then got up and went to Songmang Peak. He saw that the palace door was closed and no one was in sight.

The next day.

Luo Qingbao came to the door with a look of astonishment on his face, and there was someone behind him.

(End of this chapter)