After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 11 The beginning of the play

Song Jingmo closed the door, keeping his searching eyes out.

"I said I was concerned, but no one mentioned the fact that outsiders came to the village." Because he had already seen through the people in Songjiazhuang, he didn't care much. Song Jingmo just thought they were ridiculous.

Although the Wanshouzhu is with Song Zheng, Song Jingmo can still get things from the small world of the Wanshouzhu.

Find a bottle and eat a bigu pill that lasts for a day, and take out a small array of spirit gathering arrays, arrange the spirit stones according to the formation, and the spiritual energy in the training room becomes richer, and there is a faint tendency to overflow .

Song Jingmo was not willing to let the aura float out, so he quickly operated the exercises to absorb the aura, and entered the state of cultivation.

What she didn't notice was that the array tightly locked the aura around her, and the aura was so thick that it was about to turn into mist.

This is not at all the effect that the few spirit stones she took out can achieve.

Song Jingmo, who was immersed in the process of absorbing and converting spiritual energy into spiritual power, could not feel the passage of time. After absorbing the spiritual energy, he replenished a few spiritual stones. Only when there are not many stones left can we really leave the state of cultivation.

At this time, it was only a little more than a day since Song Jingmo started to practice.

A bottle of [-] grains of Bigu Dan was also eaten.

Because the aura contained in the Bigu Pill is also absorbed, it is impossible to manage one grain for a day at all.

Absorbing the remaining bit of spiritual energy in the spirit gathering array, Song Jingmo's cultivation was stabilized at the sixth level of the spirit.

"At my speed of absorbing spirit energy, no amount of spirit stones is enough." A low-grade spirit stone can be worth 100 taels of silver, and she spent ten thousand taels of silver in one go.

I can't say what it feels like, but the spirit stone has become a cultivation base, and I feel at ease.

The one hundred spirit stones I just got are gone, and I feel a bit unreal and empty.

Such a prodigal, is she still her?
If this continues, she may not be able to afford the resources she needs for her daily practice.

After cultivating in an environment with rich aura, it is difficult to concentrate on cultivation in a place where aura is poor. On the third day of practicing behind closed doors, the door of the Song family was banged.

When Song Jingmo didn't find the state of cultivation, he was in a bad temper, and the person who smashed the door hit the muzzle of the gun.

Holding an iron-wooden stick in his hand, he walked quickly to the door and pulled the bolt, opened the door, and knocked it down without looking at anyone.

The person who knocked on the door was a farmer, thin and flexible, so he squatted down and rolled to avoid the blow.

"You're going to die for smashing my door early in the morning?" Song Jingmo had a reputation for being aggressive in Songjiazhuang, but after falling into the water, she became much quieter, making others think that she had changed her sex.

Seeing someone dodge, she directly wanted to hit him again.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'm here to tell you a very good thing, stop it, stop it—"

"What's a good thing? Unless the old man Song comes back to life, nothing else is going to be a good thing for me." These days she stayed behind closed doors, and her ears were never idle.

There are many trees in Songjiazhuang, and these trees have imprints left by Song Zheng. Song Jingmo can also sniff out news from the outside world through the imprints.

The immortal disciple from the previous life came to Songjiazhuang long before she came back, and now he lives in the home of Song Dafu in Songjiazhuang. Song Dafu's son is called Song Jincai. Stuck at the step of leading the spirit into the body.

There was an immortal coming from outside who was more powerful than these spiritual beings in the village, Song Dafu's mind suddenly became active, and he went over early to invite the immortal to his home.

Immortals don't eat farm meals, they eat elixir. Song Dafu also got a elixir. After taking it, he feels that his face is much more radiant, and he works harder to serve the immortals.

Knowing that the immortal is going to a fairy trail to find the opportunity to become an immortal, Song Dafu knew that his chance had come.

He himself does not have the aptitude for spiritual cultivation, but his son does.

As soon as his son was born, he felt that his son's bone structure would have great promise. After Song Jincai detected the talent for spiritual cultivation, he felt that he was right. Now he firmly believes that the fairy in his family is the noble person his son was destined for.

Originally, he wanted to keep the news of the opportunity alone, but the immortal said that he needed to bring more people to find the opportunity.

In order to show off, Song Dafu took this job, and first passed the news of his chance to become a fairy to several families he had close relationships with, and then found the patriarch of the Song Family Village to talk about it.

The patriarch made a decision that this matter could not be spread outside the village, so when the news spread throughout Songjiazhuang, no one passed the news to Song Jingmo outside the village.

To the people of Songjiazhuang, Song Jingmo is an outsider.

So Song Jingmo would never think of anything good.

But this is a chance to become a fairy, it is their kindness that such a good thing can happen to that trash of the Song family!

With such thoughts in mind, everyone made excuses, and finally the job of informing Song Jingmo of this "good thing" fell on the farmer who knocked on the door.

Song Jingmo did remember this character.

The well-known lazy man in Songjiazhuang, he is lazy and has done a lot of sneaky things, but he is very thick-skinned when he bullies the weak and fears the tough. Song Jingmo is not surprised that this kind of thing happened to him.

The crowd of spectators hidden behind the tree crowded together, not thinking about whether the tree could hide them.

Watching the fun is not just watching, it seems that this group of people is also aware of their guilty conscience.

"Tell me, what's the good thing?"

"Anyway—it's a great thing anyway, so you can just say whether you agree or not." Song Sanbao panted heavily, feeling a hundred times unhappy in his heart.

He has a friend in the Liujia Village next door, who has a daughter who happens to have a talent for spiritual cultivation, and is still a spiritual person now. This opportunity to find the chance to become a fairy is good for anyone, why did it fall on Song Jingmo?

I was already tired from running this trip, and Song Jingmo gave him a kick at the door, so now I can only breathe.

"If you don't say what it is, why should I agree?"

"I want to know if you can pour me a bowl of water first. I came here specially for you. I almost got beaten up if I didn't drink a sip of water. I didn't say, Miss Song, it will be hard to find you in the future—" Song Erbao is a piece of shit Damn, the old problem was just about to kick in, seeing Song Jingmo, who was taller than him, raised the stick in his hand again, so he swallowed and told the story again.

"There is an immortal in the village, and he wants to take the talented young people in the village to find great opportunities. I'm here to ask you if you can go."

Song Jingmo held the wooden stick, thinking that he should have said so earlier, wasting so much time.

"I'm not going." After speaking, Song Jingmo retreated into the door and was about to close the door.

Song Erbao saw that he would not be able to complete this task, and the roast chicken promised by the clan would fly away, so he tried his best to squeeze into the crack of the door to prevent Song Jingmo from closing the door.

"What a great opportunity to become an immortal. What if you can practice after you go?" Song Erbao knew that Song Jingmo had failed to find out the talent for spiritual cultivation after five tests, so he felt a little guilty when he said this.

"I don't have the talent for spiritual cultivation, so it's useless to go there. Let other people do such a good thing." Song Jingmo said, poking Song Erbao out with a stick, and successfully closed the door.

Song Erbao was not reconciled, this time the people inside the door who had been photographing for a long time ignored him, their voices were slapped and they had to go back in despair.

In Song Dafu's house, the immortal disciple dressed in white impatiently listened to Song Erbao's long speech summarizing his trip, crushed Song Dafu's beloved teacup, got up with a flick of his sleeves and went to the yard to speak to others.

"I'm going to set off in the next two days. Either I'll gather all 36 people, or I'll go alone."

Song Jingmo saw clearly through the imprint that this person was the disciple of the immortal sect who led the team to the forbidden place in the previous life, and hatred grew in his heart.

What fairy?It's just an outer disciple of a sect named Xianmen, and this time he came out to hunt for treasures.

It's just that this person was unlucky and came to the barren land, but happened to get a treasure map. He followed the direction guided by the treasure map all the way to Songjiazhuang. There was not much medicine left, so he went to Songjiazhuang to eat Mix it up and find some beauties with red sleeves to add fragrance.

The cultivation base of a Great Spiritualist is simply not enough in the wilderness. What brings people together to find opportunities is obviously to bring some cannon fodder to find the way for him.

Song Jingmo snorted coldly, staring at the storage bag on the waist of the disciple of Xianmen.

If you want her to take this trip, you must at least pay her a satisfactory reward.

(End of this chapter)