Chapter 120 Activating the Second Spiritual Weapon
Spiritual soldier.

It's equivalent to a nuclear weapon.

Even though the short spear in the hands of the Zhou family mistress is badly damaged, it can still unleash the terrifying power of "Bing Gang".

The blow instantly tore the flesh monster's fire weapon apart, which was enough to prove its real power.

Even if their family head who is in charge of the 'spiritual weapons' comes instead, the two are on equal status.

The origin of this spiritual soldier is unknown, but it is not something they can find out.

When the few people realized this, they immediately restrained their previous arrogance and adopted a humble attitude.

"Lord Zhou, we want to establish a closer cooperative relationship with the Zhou family."

"I only need silver." Zhou Qingshan did not agree and turned around and said.

He would trade with anyone who was willing to exchange silver with him, instead of just a verbal agreement.

When the three people from the noble family saw this, they smiled awkwardly.

At this time, the black-armored warrior slowly took off his helmet, and his long, ink-black hair fell apart, revealing the true face of Mo Yanqiu.

The flaming pistol in his hand turned into a small fire bird and landed lightly on Mo Yanqiu's shoulder. It raised its head slightly, glanced around, and looked down on everyone.

Thanks to the nourishment of large amounts of silver and essence, the little firebird has grown a lot. Using the power of the army has become an instinct for it, and it is no longer as easily tired as when it was young.

The other rural spirit realm lords who participated in the battle also gathered around and chatted with Zhou Qingshan and his wife, looking at the arrogant little flame bird with curious eyes.

"Madam Mo, what is the name of this Master Lingbing?"

"Flame Bird."

"Mr. Zhou, I wonder what special resources this Spirit Soldier will extend."

"The flame seeds that can repair the body are usually used by Madam to repair hidden injuries."

"So that's how it is. This fire can be used for extreme training? Doesn't it mean that it can move Qi and blood several times a day? No wonder Madam Mo was able to break through to the level of a warrior at such a young age."

Ordinary poor people who eat ordinary meat can practice at most twice a month.

If you have the conditions, you can occasionally take blood-replenishing medicine and exotic beast meat to nourish your body, and practice four times a month.

If Mo Yanqiu swallowed the spirit seeds every day, practiced thirty times a month, and used the spirit weapon fire to repair hidden injuries, he could even practice sixty times, which would make him several years ahead of others in one month. Coupled with his talent for black iron, the strength of this warrior is entirely accumulated by resources.

This progress is really reasonable.

“Can broken arms and limbs be repaired?”

"Can not do it now."

……

The country lord spoke one by one, and Zhou Qingshan responded with a polite smile, but he would skip over the secrets.

These lords were very interested in this fire. Whenever warriors fought, they would always suffer hidden injuries. Now, they were feeling unwell in various parts of their bodies due to old age.

It’s just a pity that the purchase of jade spirit seeds used up all the silver that the family had accumulated for ten years.

Most of their territory is first-grade, superior spiritual veins, not the mountainous area where Shengfeng Territory is located.

The land is fertile, and he developed a side business of raising spiritual beasts, which allowed him to accumulate such a fortune.

"Master, the corpse of the demon in the yard is still growing flesh and blood, and ordinary flames cannot burn it."

Gao Feixue, wearing armor, came to Zhou Qingshan.

"I'm really sorry to let this evil villain disturb your rest. This matter is over. Please take a good rest."

Zhou Qingshan bowed and apologized to the lords present.

Afterwards, he turned around and left the scene with Mo Yanqiu and Gao Feixue.

There was something in Zhou Qingshan's mind that always bothered him.

He used his supernatural power of hearing to eavesdrop on the monster's conversation, from which he learned that the monster's break-in to the owner's house of the territory was not without purpose.

They obviously came with a clear purpose.

It was not because Sheng Feng led the mage who killed the red flame monster to come for revenge, but because he was looking for some extraordinary person with destiny.

The demon recognized the "power of the mind" and was obviously sure that there was a destined person between him and Yan Qiu.

"Commander in Chief..."

The lords looked at the backs of Zhou Qingshan and others as they left, most of them feeling envious.

Huang Maohui stared at Zhou Qingshan thoughtfully.

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Zhou Qingshan returned to the yard.

The monster's corpse actually swelled up into a three-meter-tall tree of flesh and blood. It even continued to take root and extend like a living thing, with branches waving, looking extremely disgusting.

Fires were burning under the flesh and blood tree, and from time to time there was a foul burnt smell, which seemed to be mixed with a rotten smell, making people feel uncomfortable.

Mo Yanqiu had no choice but to use the spiritual weapon flame again to burn it as a whole, and the smell slowly dissipated.

This high-level, deeply mutated monster is completely different from the warrior monsters encountered before.

"Yanqiu, are all the evil magics of demons so powerful?" Zhou Qingshan asked with a frown.

It's not easy to encounter a monster who can perform evil magic. The book says that the magic performed by the human race are just tricks of the world.

But which of the demon's evil magic is not deadly? Waving his hands to devour people's souls, transforming into strange beasts to make them immortal, and regenerating their bodies at high speeds, what is the difference between these many supernatural powers and those of immortal cultivators?
Moreover, this monster is not only able to display one kind of natural talent, but obviously has a special inheritance and a method that can be practiced.

“It’s just an example.”

Mo Yanqiu said: "Before becoming a demon, if you want to have the conditions to perform evil magic, you must be an alien. The strength of this evil magic depends on the alien's spiritual roots and talents. Those with superior spiritual roots can call the wind and change the rain."

"Alien?"

Zhou Qingshan thought for a moment and asked, "Does the human race have any special skills that can be practiced?"

There is still some gap between mages and warriors.

Ranged attacks naturally restrain melee attacks.

He awakened the seven gourd magical powers. Even if he was not an extraordinary person before, he is an extraordinary person now.

The power of the Water and Fire Gourd is too far behind the other five gourd powers. Even if Zhou Qingshan has broken through to become a warrior now, he is not much stronger than when he just awakened.

Zhou Qingshan thought that if he could inherit the special skill of water and fire power, he might be able to better exert the power of this magic and have an extra trump card comparable to that of a spiritual weapon.

"The human race's blood excludes everything. Monsters are no longer human in nature, but evil spirits."

Mo Yanqiu knew what Zhou Qingshan was thinking, shook his head, and said seriously:

"Each evil art is the product of thousands of blood and bones. It can only be mastered when the right time, right place, and right people are in place. Moreover, the person himself will also be attacked by the evil art. Generally, a demon wizard can only master one evil art."

"Then why are the alien magic so powerful? Are there any humans who can contend with them?" Zhou Qingshan frowned.

"No need. The strange arts are vulnerable in front of the soldiers."

Mo Yanqiu said, "Moreover, this extraordinary skill requires spiritual roots and talent. Such people are extremely rare. Among the alien races, such people are chosen by God and serve as priests in the race. They have a high status."

"The Martial Arts Hall divides the extraordinary people into three categories according to their skills. If a superior extraordinary person is eaten by an extraordinary beast, and the two are compatible, a horrible change will occur, and they will turn into ferocious beasts in an instant. However, the probability of this happening is extremely small."

"This is the main reason why the aliens in Black Cloud City are strictly controlled."

"However, among the extraordinary people, the psychics and fortune tellers are very popular with the nobles. Those with extraordinary talents can all become masters in their respective fields. Among them, the pharmacists and weapon forgers have a status only below that of the military commanders."

After listening to this, Zhou Qingshan asked curiously, "Did you read about the concept of destiny and extraordinary people in the martial arts hall?"

"A man of destiny?" Mo Yanqiu thought about it carefully and shook his head gently, "I've never heard of it."

"That demon seems to be looking for some extraordinary person. I will write a letter to ask Mr. Li and the Lord of the Mansion."

Zhou Qingshan mentioned this to his wife and then went to comfort the people at home.

The next day, early in the morning.

Zhou Qingshan entertained the Yunhe Chamber of Commerce and the major lords, and then everyone said goodbye and started their journey home with the spiritual seeds and resources.

He used the spirit stone fragments and entrusted the psychic bird Cui Yu to deliver a secret letter to the mansion lord, and then he devoted himself to cultivation.

After practicing, Zhou Qingshan began to organize the resources at home.

I killed two monsters in the battle last night, but there was nothing gained except a pool of blood. I didn't even have a chance to touch their corpses. Even if there were any treasures, they were burned by the flames of the little fire bird.

Zhou Qingshan asked the guards to collect those silver arrows. After they melted the monster's flesh and blood, only a few black fragments were left.

Normally when dealing with monsters, silver will not show signs of corrosion, but those two monsters were obviously not normal monsters.

Now his wife Mo Yanqiu's strength is also blessed by the power of the red gourd, and she is also a warrior, so her strength is estimated to be at least equivalent to seven or eight Zhou Shiqi. Even so, she was easily knocked away by the flesh and blood monsters incarnated by the demons.

By this calculation, it is more cost-effective to use silver to forge spiritual weapons. It is really heartbreaking to use them as disposable consumables.

Zhou Qingshan kept ten taels of silver out of the more than two hundred taels of silver he had earned recently and gave them to Lava to use in making silver arrows in case of emergency.

The rest is all used to repair the little flame bird's body.

The little firebird was not polite at all and greedily devoured the silver mouthful after mouthful.

After swallowing, the little firebird's abdomen swelled noticeably and became round and bulging, like a ball filled with air.

It lay on its side contentedly and began to digest slowly.

At this time, Zhou Zilong curiously crawled towards the little flame bird. His small body pressed directly on the little flame bird's swollen belly, full of curiosity about this spiritual beast that had just experienced a big meal.

The little firebird raised its eyes, took a look, and didn't want to pay any attention to Zhou Zilong. Just as it was about to stretch out its wings to push the little brat away, a sharp gaze swept over it.

The little Flame Bird was suddenly startled and simply closed its eyes, allowing Zhou Zilong to treat it as a toy.

Zhou Qingshan saw this scene and said, "Yanqiu, didn't father-in-law give us a spiritual weapon? Let's try to see if we can wake it up."

Mo Yanqiu heard this and retracted his gaze, "Is the essence enough?"

Zhou Qingshan said, "It's enough. Yesterday, I hunted dozens of first-level exotic beasts outside the spiritual realm of Xigu Township. I got a thousand essences. As long as we don't upgrade the Cloud Top Chessboard for the time being, it's enough."

On the wedding day, one of Mo Yanqiu's three dowries was the fragment of a spiritual weapon.

It had not been activated before, not only because of my weak body and difficulty in using my mental power, but also because there were no resources at home to support it.

The little fire bird consumed one essence in the first week after birth, and one essence per day after growing up. Now that its body is growing bigger and it can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on its own, the essence consumed has decreased instead.

The little fire bird can devour silver and spiritual plant smoke to fill its stomach, and now it can start to slowly cultivate the second spiritual weapon.

Mo Yanqiu got up and took a box from the main house, holding the remnant in his palm. The two no longer stored their valuables in the world of Yunding Chessboard. One test was not safe enough, so Zhou Qingshan raised a cow and a chicken on Yunding Chessboard. He also planned to wait for another Yunding Chessboard sky change to see the situation.

Zhou Qingshan and Mo Yanqiu fully activated the bond [Unparalleled] at the same time.

As their mental powers converged, a brilliant silver light burst out from them, illuminating the entire room.

Under the shining silver light, the broken remnants began to undergo miraculous changes.

Guided by the light, the fragments of the remaining soldiers moved slowly, gradually reassembled, and finally condensed into a small white snake about one meter long.

This little white snake has two round horns on its head. It exudes a faint aura and its scales sparkle with a silvery luster.

"Moo."

The little white snake hovered gently in Mo Yanqiu's hand and opened its mouth to let out a low sound.

Mo Yanqiu asked with a hint of surprise: "This spiritual weapon is so big after it transforms?"

She recalled that when the little fire bird first transformed, its body was only the size of a palm, and it seemed particularly small compared to the little white snake in front of her.

But she changed her mind and realized that at that time, she and her husband were one seriously ill patient and one newly arrived warrior. Now their strength is much greater than before, and the transformation of their spiritual weapons is naturally different as well.

"Could it be a dragon?"

Zhou Qingshan observed it carefully and found that the little white snake had no tongue, no fangs, and only had two whiskers. Except for the fact that it had no legs on its abdomen, it looked a bit like a dragon.

Zhou Zilong was attracted by the appearance of the little white snake, and he gave up on the little fire bird.

Grab the little white snake from its mother's hand.

At this moment, a flash of light appeared, and the little white snake's body suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

Under the surprised gazes of Zhou Qingshan and Mo Yanqiu, the little white snake turned into a silver-white spear. The spear had water-like patterns flowing on its body, the tip of the spear was as sharp as a dragon's fang, and the entire spear body exuded a faint spiritual light.

The entire spear is only about as long as a chopstick and looks more like an exquisite toy.

Zhou Zilong waved his spear wildly, and the tip of the spear cut through the air, making a crisp whistling sound, like a dragon soaring in the sky.

"Spiritual soldiers..."

Seeing this, Zhou Qingshan was afraid that his son would accidentally hurt himself, so he stepped forward and took the spiritual spear that the little white snake had transformed into.

He tried to swing the spear gently, but found that even if he mobilized his mind and spirit, he could not control the spear, let alone activate the military power.

"Little Long can use spiritual weapons directly, but I can't do it." A trace of disappointment flashed across Zhou Qingshan's face.

Soon, the silver spear turned back into a little white snake.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingshan took out a pill of essence and fed it to it to replenish the energy consumed during the transformation process.

"You have to protect little dragon well, okay?" he said gently to the little white snake.

The little white snake seemed to understand what he said and nodded.

Zhou Zilong is the direct descendant of Mo Yanqiu, and a blood relative of the Mo family within three generations. The little white snake is very familiar with his aura. This blood connection makes the little white snake feel a natural closeness to Zhou Zilong.

It can even transform into a spiritual weapon on its own in Zhou Zilong's hands, which is actually a symbol of the spiritual weapon's recognition.

"Chirp." The little firebird raised its head.

"You too." Zhou Qingshan said with a smile.

Let the little dragon and the little white snake play aside.

Zhou Qingshan continued to organize.

The two-star Zhenyue Spear also suffered serious damage, stained with the blood of the demon, and the entire spear head was corroded and pitted.

As a hero who protected two generations of the family, Zhou Qingshan thought about it and used three essences to strengthen it, a total of thirty essences to upgrade it again.

There was a flash of light.

Golden legend - Three Star Zhenyue Spear.

[Armor Breaking Level 3, Hardness Level 2]

The entire gun body was completely renewed, and it jumped from the level of a top-grade treasure weapon to a lower-grade mysterious weapon.

Zhou Qingshan tried it, but couldn’t add any more points to upgrade the stars, as it seemed that the material had reached its limit.

Put aside the fantasy of using the essence of Zhenyue Spear to break through the limits step by step and then upgrade it to a spiritual weapon.

Zhou Qingshan started fishing and practicing martial arts.

As if to make up for yesterday's losses, today's opening prize is a piece of silver.

At noon, Xiaoxiao called people to eat.

The little firebird just consumed the silver and three colorful tail feathers grew on its tail, which looked extremely gorgeous.

The golden hair on top of his head has recovered again.

"Little guy, give me a golden spark." Zhou Qingshan's heart moved when he saw this.

After the little flame bird began to devour silver, its flame power recovered several times. It was very effective for the hidden injuries left by warriors' training. However, it gave one flower to Uncle Zhao, but it was unable to regenerate a severed arm.

This time, the little firebird swallowed a large amount of silver, and its shape changed. It seemed to have evolved to a higher level again, and the effectiveness of its flame must have become stronger.

It is best to take the fire seed once every six months or a year to repair hidden injuries. The warriors who enter the family do not need this fire much. In addition, the resources of several people are sufficient, and they have not depleted their bodies for training.

The little fire bird spit out a golden fire.

Zhou Qingshan kept it.

After the meal, he personally rode a horse to send us to Xigu Township.

A new barracks is being built in the middle of the two spiritual realm passes, and the cavalry can radiate to the two passes.

The farmers' settlement area was replanned, and their residences were about seven or eight miles away from the Lingjing Pass. Although they had to walk a little further during the day, this arrangement was safer.

If any strange beasts dared to come ashore at night, they would be severely injured at this distance.

Zhou Qingshan found Uncle Zhao, who was busy with several managers under the scorching sun, explained his purpose, and called them to an empty tent nearby.

"Uncle Zhao, the little Flame Bird's flame has evolved again. Maybe this time it can repair the broken arm." Zhou Qingshan took out the golden fire.

The last time he took the golden fire, it not only cured Uncle Zhao's hidden injuries that had lasted for many years, but also made Uncle Zhao's face glow with youth, and new black hair actually grew under his original white hair.

Zhou Qingshan couldn't help but wonder, if the little flame bird's golden flame became powerful enough, it might really be able to prolong life and even rejuvenate a person.

Uncle Zhao's eyes were filled with excitement after hearing this. He took the golden fire with trembling hands and examined it carefully. Under the sunlight, the fire looked like a dancing golden flame.

For a warrior, a broken arm is undoubtedly a huge blow.

How can I put down the knife I have held for my whole life so easily?

Zhou Qingshan urged: "Uncle Zhao, take it quickly."

"Here."

Uncle Zhao knew what Zhou Qingshan meant, and without saying no, he drew the machete from his waist, cut off the severed arm, and swallowed the golden fire.

He closed his eyes, feeling the mysterious power contained in the fire slowly seeping into his body. Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the broken arm, like thousands of needles piercing into the bone marrow, the pain was unbearable.

"what!"

Even a tough guy like Uncle Zhao couldn't help but let out a low roar, and beads of sweat the size of beans instantly appeared on his forehead.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingshan hurried forward to support Uncle Zhao and asked with concern: "Uncle Zhao, how are you? Can you still hold on?"

Uncle Zhao endured the pain and said in a trembling voice: "Master, I-I'm fine. This is-the pain of a new birth, I can-I can bear it."

As time went by, the pain in Uncle Zhao's broken arm gradually subsided, and was replaced by a numbing and itchy feeling.

Zhou Qingshan was pleasantly surprised to find that new bud tissue had grown on Uncle Zhao's broken arm, and the arm was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, an arm as white as a baby's, with smooth and delicate skin, miraculously grew from Uncle Zhao's broken arm.

Uncle Zhao was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. He stroked the newborn's arm with trembling hands.

Uncle Zhao couldn't help but hug Zhou Qingshan tightly. All the words in his heart turned into a silent hug at this moment, and his gratitude was beyond words.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it’s already seven days later.

Uncle Zhao not only successfully recovered his arm, but also took this opportunity to break through to the realm of an entry-level warrior in one fell swoop.

The entire guard team was in an uproar.

In the next two weeks, the guards seemed to be inspired by Uncle Zhao's breakthrough, and they threw themselves into training like crazy. The six guards who first condensed their source blood successively achieved breakthroughs and were successfully promoted to inbound warriors.

At this point, all the guards except Zhou Shiqi became incoming warriors.

In just three weeks, seven new warriors entered Shengfeng Territory.

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Xinyi County.

"Mind power? Is this true?"

A middle-aged man sitting in the main seat asked after listening to what Huang Maohui said in Shengfeng Territory.

This person is none other than Huang Dingfang, the head of the Huang family and the lord of Xinyi County. He has two hundred soldiers under his command who can activate their Qi and are quite powerful.

Huang Maohui said respectfully: "Master, I didn't see it with my own eyes, but the ghost master was knocked to the ground by the couple, and blurted it out. With the strength of the ghost master, he would never be wrong."

"Oh?"

Huang Dingfang was very interested. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. He thought for a moment and his eyes lit up. "Maohui, why did you say that the ghost master sneaked into the main house of the Zhou family?"

Huang Maohui thought for a long time and said nothing but nonsense, "The Zhou family courtyard must have a secret that is very important to the ghost master, but I really can't guess what it is."

"Master, the Zhou family has a military commander in charge, so I dare not ask rashly." After a pause, he added a sentence to remind Huang Dingfang.

Who in this world doesn’t have a few secrets?

It mainly depends on whether you have the ability to keep the secret.

Everyone knows that there are elixirs hanging above the city lord's hall, as well as third-level spiritual seeds and countless mysterious soldiers.

There are hundreds of spiritual weapons in the martial arts hall, and quite a few of them are top-quality ones. They are even allowed to run rampant in the academy blatantly. Is there anything in the world that can compare to these treasures?
But do you see any lunatic who dares to rob it?
Huang Dingfang stroked his beard and smiled, "I know what the secret is, Maohui, this time you have done a great deed, go down and claim your reward."

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