Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 311: Strong support, the body of the witch clan! (two in one)

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At this moment, a majestic innate energy, like a galaxy ribbon across the sky, came crashing down and impacted the ground outside the city.

In just one encounter, countless monsters were killed!
Song Changming was far away from the place where the innate energy fell, but he still felt the ground shaking violently.

Many monsters were staggering. Under the impact of this vast innate energy, their legs became weak and they couldn't even walk!
"Tianshuang, thanks to you!"

A voice like the Buddhist sound from heaven buzzed in everyone's ears.

Song Changming looked and saw a figure falling from the sky, piercing through the dark clouds and the evil spirit in the air, falling like a ray of light at dawn.

This way of appearance is exactly the same as when Wang Tianshuang came to the rescue before!
"It's the commander-in-chief of the Ninth Banner Army!" Xing Tiexin's eyes lit up and he said happily.

His originally tired look became more cheerful again.

On the battlefield, there is nothing more joyful than seeing powerful reinforcements appear.

Especially this strong reinforcement is not ordinary strong!
Song Changming also had some impression of the "Ninth Banner Army".

It seems that the chief commander of the Ninth Banner Army is a member of the Cui King's clan. With the support of the Hu family, his strength is indeed very strong.

A group of generals from the Ninth Banner Army also arrived with the main banner leader.

With the addition of a group of strong generals and a top expert to restrain him, Song Changming immediately felt the battlefield pressure from the demon clan suddenly drop.

When the corpses of the demons under the city piled up into a mountain, at a certain moment, the demons finally lost their temper and fled in all directions like a stream of water.

The city defense formation behind him, which had been crumbling, was not completely worn out in the end.

Song Changming was holding a knife and breathing heavily.

"Thank you for your hard work." Xing Tiexin patted Song Changming on the back and said with a smile.

He saw Song Changming's performance in the battle.

His team finished the battle without losing a single general, and Song Changming made a great contribution to this.

If Song Changming had not repeatedly come to the rescue at critical moments, at least three or five centurions in his team would have died!
Even Fu Yuan might be in danger.

For Xing Tiexin, there has never been a time when he was more fortunate than now, because he personally promoted Song Changming to be his deputy general.

The more I think about this, the wiser it seems.

Song Changming nodded and said nothing.

Many times, Xing Tiexin was responsible for attacking tough targets, tackling the toughest enemies, and fighting the strongest monsters, so it was difficult for him to take care of all the generals under him.

Song Changming, who came and went as fast as the wind and lightning, made good use of his super mobility and was often able to provide a backup for other generals, protecting them and keeping the battle formation going.

Among those generals in the team who escaped death and were rescued by Song Changming, there were two or three who were originally close to Zhao Linxin and Tang Qicheng.

Now when he looked at Song Changming again, his eyes were complicated and his position in his heart had changed to a certain extent.

Yes, faced with this life-saving grace, they were shaken.

After all, it was Song Changming who just saved them, not Zhao Linxin and Tang Qicheng whom they supported.

Song Changming didn't care too much about what the centurions in these teams thought. He looked at the scene of many monsters fleeing for their lives in the distance.

He raised his head and looked behind him.

Above the big city, two majestic figures stood in the air, with a strong energy as fiery as fire, boiling up into the sky. These two groups of energy, like flaming clouds, could be seen even from a hundred miles away.

Their might was like that of two guardian gods of the human race, with angry eyes like golden swords. The monsters fled in panic under them.

These two Green Flag Army marshals were the key to this battle. Being able to defend this human city was also thanks to the two marshals’ efforts to turn the tide.

Song Changming and other generals under his command could only play supporting roles at most, and their roles were far less significant than those of the two Cuiqi Army commanders.

There is no way around it. The real strength of an army lies in its numbers.

Only when thousands of troops form a mighty army can they unleash a powerful combat power far beyond that of an individual.

These generals have no soldiers under their command, so the battlefield energy they can create is naturally limited.

"saved!"

"We are saved!"

The people in the city cried for joy, as if they had escaped death.

Many people were sweating profusely due to nervousness and anxiety, and only now did they relax.

"As expected of the Cui Banner Army under the command of the Cui King, these two gentlemen are too strong!!"

There were also many civilian warriors in the city. Looking at the two powerful gods and Buddhas above the city, they felt extremely fortunate.

They sang praises to the strength of the human race, long live the general, and cheered endlessly.

Even though the city gates were still closed, Song Changming could still hear the commotion in the city.

"Greetings, two great commanders." Hu Wutan and other small flag masters flew in the air and bowed to the two big flag masters.

Even if one of them was a powerful man from his Hu family and a relative, he still had to observe proper etiquette and would not dare to overstep the boundaries when wearing military armor.

It is a common practice for aristocratic families in the military to form groups, but this can only be done in private. King Cui will not allow such a trend to occur openly.

The Hu family must set an example and not give rise to gossip.

"Open the city and let the soldiers go in to rest and recuperate. Also, clean up the battlefield as soon as possible!" Hu Xuzhi gave the order as he retracted the huge overflowing aura.

"Yes!" Hu Wutan agreed immediately.

He was originally in charge of guarding and managing this city.

Soon, the light film faded slightly but did not completely disappear.

The city defense formation is in a semi-activated state and can be reopened at any time to prevent the demons from making a comeback.

The city gate was wide open and Song Changming was able to enter the city.

Along the way, people cheered and many knelt down and kowtowed.

"You must have a good rest. We have done a great job this time." Tang Qicheng put away his spear and smiled happily. He was very satisfied with the kneeling posture of the people along the way and enjoyed it.

"It's just a pity." He moved closer to Zhao Linxin and was about to say something in private, but Zhao Linxin gave him a sidelong look, so he had to shut his mouth with a little embarrassment.

He wanted to say that it was a pity that Fu Yuan did not die in that dangerous situation, which made him feel somewhat regretful.

But after all, this can only be discussed in private. If Xing Tiexin really hears it, they will inevitably fall out.

With the support of a big family, they don't have to be afraid of Xing Tiexin, but this will inevitably bring unnecessary trouble.

In fact, Zhao Linxin also felt it was a pity.

He and Fu Yuan have been rivals for many years. If something happens to Fu Yuan, it will only benefit his future promotion.

But at the moment, compared to Fu Yuan, he cares more about Song Changming's outstanding performance on the battlefield.

That powerful fighting force that was completely beyond the level of a deputy general was quite astonishing no matter how you looked at it. "This kid is much stronger than he was a year ago!" Zhao Linxin glanced at the back of Song Changming who was walking not far away, and thought to himself.

A year ago, Song Changming was already able to fight on equal terms with Wu Feng in the ring.

Now, he has become stronger.
In terms of personal strength, he is far inferior to the other party!

This made him very unhappy.

It would be fine if it was just Fu Yuan, but now there is another one, Song Changming, who is more talented and stronger.

The key point is that these two people are of humble origins and have no support from a big family, yet they are both able to suppress him. How can he be happy about this?

"Damn it!" The feeling of winning the battle couldn't suppress the jealousy in his heart.

Back at the military station, the wounded went to receive medical treatment.

Almost everyone was injured to some extent, except Song Changming.

He possesses the immortal body of a dragon. Given his physical strength, there are not many monsters that can hurt him, and even if he suffers minor injuries, they can heal quickly.

Therefore, when Song Changming returned to the base, except for some damage to his clothes and armor and feeling a little tired, he was in perfect condition.

Take a dip in the water and then just rest.

"If we can successfully resolve this major demonic incident, our annual evaluation should be able to improve again."

In the military bathhouse, Song Changming lay quietly in the water alone, relaxing his tense heartstrings from the war and relaxing his whole body.

I feel the fatigue in my body gradually dissipating.

He now attaches more and more importance to the annual evaluation every year. After all, only high evaluation can bring him high rewards.

The Thundering Dao Body he obtained last year greatly enhanced his strength.

With the help of the third-grade Wind and Thunder God Technique obtained in exchange for military merit, he was able to reach a speed today that was even faster than that of the Thunder Leopard!
In addition, using the rewards from the annual evaluation to raise the upper limit of his cultivation talent is also something he cannot neglect.

Once his aptitude for cultivation is no longer high enough, and even fails to meet the minimum standard for cultivation, his cultivation speed will inevitably become slow, and his martial arts cultivation may even stagnate.

This was naturally not the result he wanted to see.

However, regarding the qualifications for cultivation, it was just a precautionary idea on his part.

At present, his cultivation aptitude is fully capable of satisfying his cultivation in the Innate Realm like a fish in water. There is no need to rush about this matter. He just needs to accumulate it slowly.

[Third-Rank Wind and Thunder God Technique: Mastery (1210/56000)]

"Not bad. One battle increased my experience points by quite a bit."

Song Changming shook off the water drops on his head, looked at the increase in the experience value of the martial arts skills on the panel, and nodded secretly.

Not only does his martial arts experience points increase rapidly during actual combat, but with his current aptitude and attributes, he also makes rapid progress in practicing martial arts on a daily basis.

Overall, he was quite satisfied with this high-quality martial arts technique that he had obtained from the military arsenal.

It also made up for the shortcoming of his previous low-grade martial arts skills in body movement. After all, the Flying Thunder Art was only an eighth-grade martial arts. Even if it was practiced to perfection, it was still far less exquisite and powerful than the current third-grade Wind and Thunder Divine Movement Art.

In addition to this third-grade Wind and Thunder Divine Movement Technique, he also found many high-grade and precious martial arts techniques in the military arsenal that were valuable in improving his combat power.

Even the first-grade and even super-grade top-level martial arts techniques can be seen!

All you need to do is use your military merits and enough military ranks to exchange them all.

Compared to the more traditional martial arts inheritance of sects and schools, the official arsenal of royal power does not have any of that. The martial arts methods included are extremely complex. There is no complete martial arts system. It can be said that there are many different types for people to choose from.

In addition, although there are instructors in the army, there are no famous teachers, nor are there any common paths that the sects have already pointed out for their disciples. Whether ordinary people can master unique skills in the army and achieve success in martial arts basically depends entirely on their personal hard work and struggle.

If we talk about the more intuitive difference between the two, the disciples of the sect are like carefully cared for house flowers, thriving in the fertile soil of the cultivated flower fields.

The military mostly adopts a laissez-faire approach, only providing steps for advancement and training resources. There is no fertile soil for flowers, and it is entirely up to individuals to grow wildly like weeds.

The one who finally stood out was the general!

At the beginning, Song Changming understood the difference between the two paths and thought that the free-range training in the army was more suitable for him, so he made this choice.

He does not need the guidance of a famous teacher. As long as he has the huge arsenal in the army, it is enough for him to absorb nutrients and thrive!
After soaking for a full hour, Song Changming felt that he had rested enough, so he returned to his private general's residence and began today's practice.

That's right, even though he had experienced a big battle during the day, he didn't plan to suspend his daily training program today.

God rewards hard work. You should practice more when you need to. You can't waste the daily refreshed practice status.

He continued to practice the witchcraft, first refining the blood essence of the demon race that had been absorbed during the day and stored in the body but not completely digested.

And then it is time to refine the witch seal.

He has a huge number of bones in his body. As long as the bones are strong and tough enough, they can bear more witch seals and rituals.

At present, he has refined a total of five witch seals.

There is a small witch power seal on each of the limbs, and then there is another witch seal on the thoracic vertebrae of the spine.

Small witch armor seal.

As the name suggests, the effect of this witch seal is like adding an extra layer of armor to yourself.

That is Wu Jia!
Through the light and shadow images and information content transmitted by the fragment of the witch god in his hand, he knew that this witch armor seal, like the witch power seal, was one of the basic witch seals that almost everyone in the witch clan would practice, and it was quite practical.

As a newbie who has just started to learn this art, it is a wise choice to prioritize refining these basic witch seals which are less difficult and less time-consuming.

After all, even if it is a basic witch seal, the power it can exert on him now is still enormous.

Song Changming believed that these five witch seals had directly improved his overall strength by more than two levels!

This was incomparable to any other martial arts techniques he had ever seen!
At the moment, he only wanted to practice and refine the basic witch seals all over his body and completely build a witch body!
He was looking forward to how powerful he would be by then!

With the end of the defensive battle near Mingju City, the demonic plague that had been brewing in the western part of Cuibai Road was well contained and temporarily calmed down.

Those monsters no longer dared to act recklessly, which gave the army some time to rest and recuperate.

At the same time, outside Yunzhou, the thirty-six caves in southern Xinjiang and the Tianhu Valley were viewed during the day.

"Open!" Master Bai Tian, ​​who was dressed in a Taoist robe, opened his eyes and waved his hand.

The expressions of several human-looking alchemists all became tense, and they stepped forward and opened the alchemy furnace with great effort.

A medicinal fragrance with a faint white smoke diffused out.

The alchemist's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he looked into the alchemy furnace with a look of joy on his face.

But then I was greatly disappointed.

There were no finished pills in the furnace, only a pile of dregs.

Just one glance was enough for the alchemists to determine that this batch of pills had failed again.

Looking at Master Bai Tian's even more gloomy and terrifying face not far away, every alchemist couldn't help but feel even more panicked.

(End of this chapter)