Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 375: Seven steps of a monkey, the power to move mountains! (Two in one)

The difficulty of refining the Wizard Soldier Seal is far greater than the basic Small Wizard Seal.

In ancient times, this was the witch seal that only the warriors of the witch clan could refine through sacrifice.

The strength of its witch seal has reached the lowest combat level, so it is called a combat witch seal, also known as a witch soldier seal.

As for the small witch seal, in the witch tribe, it is used by the children of the witch tribe to play and have fun.
Only Song Changming would often take out the little wizard seal to bully others in the adult world.

All we can say is that times have changed, and the small witch seal also plays a big role in this world.

The small wizard seal has already improved Song Changming's strength to such an extent. How powerful would the wizard soldier seal used by the adults in the wizard clan be?

Song Changming has always been looking forward to this.

It’s a pity that his physical strength has always been unable to withstand the training of the Witch Soldier Seal. It was not until the last three years that he was qualified to try.

Now, the ritual of refining the witch seal on the humerus of his right arm has come to an end.

With the infusion of a large amount of demon blood essence, the complex totem-like pattern gradually became clearer and more lifelike, as if a living creature had come to life!

On the other side, He Jianzhi returned to the City Lord's Mansion to report, and spoke in a dissatisfied tone in the hall.

"Marshal, I'm afraid that the young flag master Song can't come!"

Sitting in the hall were not only Meng Kunlun, but also the other three Grand Marshals of the Cuiqi Army, as well as important officials such as the Lord of Tainan City and the City Captain.

They all looked at He Jianzhi who came back alone.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Wang Tianshuang frowned and asked first.

After all, Song Changming was a small flag leader under his command, so he should be the one to ask the questions.

He Jianzhi narrated what had just happened. The infuriating part was that he didn't even get to see Song Changming before he was chased away by that small guard.

"Marshal, this young Banner Master Song is really arrogant!" He Jianzhi said, still angry.

He wanted to say a few more words, saying that he simply didn't take the marshals seriously, but was interrupted by Meng Kunlun.

"Since this is a critical moment in cultivation, then forget it. Give the order and don't let others disturb it."

When Meng Kunlun said this, He Jianzhi was stunned for a moment.

Such gentle words didn't seem to come from the mouth of our own commander.

When did the Marshal become so tolerant and easy to talk to?
Wang Tianshuang on the side also nodded: "I would like to thank Brother Meng for his understanding on behalf of Changming."

"Nothing." Meng Kunlun didn't say anything more about the matter and just brushed it off lightly.

Seeing this, He Jianzhi could only keep his dissatisfaction to himself and walked out.

He could feel the preference of these marshals for Song Changming, and he didn't understand why Song Changming, who was just a small flag leader, could receive such special treatment from the marshals.

In fact, it was naturally because of Song Changming's contribution on the battlefield that had just passed that he won the respect of all the marshals.

Including Meng Kunlun, several generals no longer treated Song Changming as an ordinary small flag owner.

In some ways, they regarded Song Changming as their equal rather than a superior or subordinate.

In the barracks, an unknown amount of time had passed. After all the demon blood essence sealed in the body was used up in one breath, Song Changming's witch soldier seal was finally completed!

At a certain moment, Song Changming felt a blessing in his heart and stopped the ritual.

The witch seal on the bone completely took shape, and its unique mysterious energy fluctuations began to grow, causing Song Changming's heart to vibrate in the same frequency.

His eyes were dark and clear, and his face showed a hint of joy.

"Finally, it's done!"

Suddenly, as if a roar from ancient times spanning the long river of time, followed Song Changming's spiritual will and exploded directly in his mind.

Song Changming knew clearly that this beast-like roar came from the witch soldier seal that had just formed in his body.

For a moment, Song Changming was in a trance, and a picture appeared in his mind.

There was a towering mountain in the endless wasteland.

The mountains are not standing still, but are moving bit by bit at a relatively slow pace.

Looking down, at the bottom of the picture, at the base of the mountain, there is a brightly colored monkey.

With its arms spread wide, and chains and shackles wrapped around its body, it dragged its heavy body, carrying the mountain on its back, and moved forward slowly.

After the ape took seven steps, the picture stopped and Song Changming's consciousness instantly retreated.

After taking a heavy breath, Song Changming felt sweaty and sore all over, and even showed some signs of exhaustion. He collapsed in the barracks.

It was as if the monkey who had just carried the mountain forward was none other than himself!
"The seven steps of the ape, the power to move mountains, is exactly the source of power for this wizard seal!" Song Changming understood a little.

In fact, he knew about this monkey.

The set of witchcraft codes obtained earlier contained detailed records of the relevant witchcraft seals.

This is a demon ape from ancient times, named Ju!
Ju was captured by the Wu clan because of his cruelty and brutality, and was punished by moving mountains every day.

Later, the witch clan used the power of this demon ape to create a witch soldier seal, which is the first witch soldier seal that Song Changming has been refining to this day.

This witch seal can also be called "ju"!
"With my current physique, I can refine this witch soldier seal, but if I want to fully exert the power of the witch seal, I am afraid that the burden on my body is still too heavy."

Song Changming lay on the bed, looking at the roof of the barracks and assessing it.

"River."

Rong Jiang walked in quickly.

"General."

"How long have I been practicing?" Song Changming asked.

"Three days." Rong Jiang replied.

"It's been so long." Song Changming didn't expect that this immersive training, which felt like just a moment, had actually lasted three days and three nights.

Take out a large piece of fresh monster meat from the storage ring.

This meat was taken from the sheep monster that Song Changming had chopped off with a knife a few days ago.

Mutton is very nutritious and delicious, so Song Changming deliberately retained a portion of it before extracting the essence of the demon blood.

"Go, tell the army's fireman to hurry up and prepare the food. This general is hungry." Song Changming raised his hand weakly and urged.

"Yes." Although Rong Jiang was somewhat puzzled as to why his general had become so weak after practicing for a few days, he did not ask any more questions. He took the demon sheep meat and was about to leave.

Suddenly he remembered that the commander-in-chief of the Five Armies had invited him before, so he told him about this.

"I understand." After hearing this, Song Changming did not get up to visit immediately.

On the one hand, he was not in good condition now, and it had been three days since the incident, so he was not so anxious.

Soon, stewed, grilled, and fried meats were served one by one.

Although there was less wine and drinks, Song Changming was still quite satisfied with the taste. He asked Rong Jiang to sit down and enjoy the meal with him.

After eating this big meal of meat, the heat in my body began to rise and the feeling of weakness was relieved.

"Has anything happened in these three days?" Song Changming asked.

Rong Jiang answered them one by one. In the past three days, the army has been cleaning up the battlefield. Occasionally, there are monsters outside the city, but they do not pose any threat.

However, I heard that several other cities in the south were also gradually caught up in bitter battles, and the scale of the demon invasion was getting bigger and bigger. Even if the Green Flag Army was fully deployed, it would be difficult to stop them all in the southern border area.

It is said that a large group of demons have passed through the heart of Cuibai Road, causing serious damage to villages and towns.

After Rong Jiang finished his story, Song Changming also had a general understanding of what had happened over the past three days.

For the time being, Tainan City where he is located is still safe, but the situation in Cuibai Road outside Tainan City is quite dangerous.

Their armies did not dare to leave easily, in case the Tainan City, which they had defended with great difficulty, was visited by the demons again.

"Is there any news about the big monster?" Song Changming asked again.

This is what he cares about most.

The powerful strength of the great demon, once it appears, can instantly reverse the situation on any battlefield!
If a powerful demon has already invaded Cuibai Road, this must be a matter of utmost importance!

One thing that everyone knows is that only a master-level human warrior can rival a great demon.

Those below the Grandmaster level are like ants in the eyes of the big monsters, but they don’t pose much of a threat either!

At present, Song Changming's strength has been verified on the previous battlefield.

It can be said that as long as no big monster appears, he will basically be fine. He can attack or retreat. As long as he keeps a cool head and does not get carried away, there are not many monster generals that can really threaten him.

"No." Rong Jiang answered truthfully. At least he had not heard any news about the big monster.

Song Changming nodded and asked no more questions.

After resting for a while and waiting for the feeling of exhaustion to fade away, Song Changming walked out of the barracks after three days.

In the sky, the black omen was still hanging high, plunging the world into endless darkness.

I don’t know how long this round of dark energy will last, but the longer it drags on, the more the negative impact it will bring will accumulate.

Food, environmental ecology, and all aspects have been severely damaged.

Song Changming could feel that there was sunlight shining overhead, but the sunlight energy emitted by this black moon was different from that emitted by normal sunlight.

Ordinary people will feel happy when exposed to sunlight, but this black light will only make people feel depressed, and even as if they are suffocating and panicking at any time.

Song Changming looked at the black moon in the sky with disgust, and then walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

On the streets, many people were cleaning up the post-war ruins, and carts were carrying waste slag and stones and throwing them out of the city.

The four city walls are also undergoing repair and reconstruction work.

The order in the city is relatively stable, and people have basically resumed their daily work.

City Lord's Mansion.

Song Changming met Meng Kunlun and several other generals who were present, and apologized to them.

"Cultivation is the top priority, especially for talents like General Song. It cannot be delayed." The commander-in-chief of the 17th Army, Chu Tianquan, waved his hand and smiled faintly, praising Song Changming highly.

"Summoning you that day was not a big deal. I just wanted to confirm your current true strength." Meng Kunlun said.

"Real strength?" Song Changming understood.

It wasn't too surprising.

The strength he displayed in this battle was truly astonishing, and his influence on the battlefield far exceeded that of an ordinary small flag owner.

Several generals also knew this, but how strong Song Changming was exactly still needed him to come and figure it out in person.

After all, the level of Qi training revealed on the surface is far from representing Song Changming's true strength.

The normal rules for measuring a warrior's strength don't work for Song Changming.

"If possible, could you explain it to us now?" Chu Tianquan said.

Song Changming nodded. His strength had already been demonstrated in public, so there was no need to hide it now. He looked at Wang Tianshuang and said.

“The commander-in-chief should know that my practice is mainly based on body training, supplemented by Qi training. If I were to simply rely on my current Qi training level, I would be inferior to all the small flag masters in the army.

But if combined with the results of body training, it should be possible to fight a few moves with a warrior at the innate perfection realm."

Song Changming thought that what he said had left some room for maneuver and he didn't brag too much about himself.

But being able to fight against a martial artist at the innate perfection realm with the Qi training level that has opened up the six martial meridians is outrageous in itself, and even exceeds the concept of the inferior overthrowing the superior in conventional cognition!
"May I have a try?" The commander-in-chief of the 21st Army, Yan Lanjun, who was sitting nearby, suddenly stood up and asked.

He did not know as much about Song Changming's true strength as Wang Tianshuang and Meng Kunlun. He only caught a glimpse of the scene of Song Changming killing the toad monster from afar on the chaotic battlefield.

Although Song Changming's strength has been unanimously recognized by Wang Tianshuang and Meng Kunlun, he still wants to see them up close.

He was really curious about how a warrior who had only opened up six martial meridians could possess combat power comparable to that of a warrior at the innate perfection level.

Upon hearing this, Song Changming couldn't help but look at Wang Tianshuang again.

"Since Marshal Yan wants to try, just exchange a few moves." Wang Tianshuang nodded to Song Changming.

Seeing this, Song Changming also agreed.

"Excuse me, please." Yan Lanjun said to the generals Meng Kunlun and Wang Tianshuang, then nodded to Song Changming and strode out.

"Brother Chu, do you want to go and take a look?" Wang Tianshuang looked at the commander of the 17th Army, Chu Tianquan, who was standing beside him.

"Of course." Chu Tianquan nodded and followed.

The few of them did not go far, and went to a martial arts training ground in the city lord's mansion.

"How is it?" Yan Lanjun stopped and asked Song Changming.

He looked serious, spoke concisely, and acted decisively without any sign of dragging his feet.

"Anytime." Seeing that the other party did not draw his weapon, Song Changming did not use his knife and just stood there with his bare hands.

Yan Lanjun did not delay. As soon as Chu Tianquan and others arrived behind him, he had already set off and rushed towards Song Changming.

The speed was so fast that it was obvious that there was not much reservation.

Since he wanted to test whether Song Changming had the strength to fight against a warrior at the innate perfection realm, he would naturally use the strength standard of the innate perfection realm to measure Song Changming.

There is no point in releasing water.

In a blink of an eye, Yan Lanjun had already arrived near Song Changming, and the marshal's robe on his body was fluttering.

Yan Lanjun threw a punch directly.

The huge amount of innate energy condensed on this punch, turning into a sharp and ferocious punch force.

The terrifying aura suppressed Song Changming as if he was stuck in a quagmire, making it more difficult for him to move and dodge.

Some of the hair on Song Changming's forehead was blown away by the fist force that had not yet arrived, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Then he also threw a punch, confronting Yan Lanjun head-on.

There was no power from the internal energy in his fist, only an explosion of his pure physical strength.

Two fists hit each other.

Accompanied by a muffled sound, a wave of air rolled in, filling the entire training ground.

(End of this chapter)