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

Chapter 7
After eating something to fill his stomach, Song Jingmo locked the doors and windows and entered the practice room.

Ordinary spiritual practitioners will prepare a practice room at home if they have the conditions. Mr. Song himself has a bigger one, and he also prepared one for Song Jingmo.

There is a futon and a small table in the training room, and a small incense burner is placed on the small table.

Song Jingmo sat cross-legged, took out the Beast Bead and put it in the incense burner.

The Beast Orb does not need to drop blood to recognize its owner, but directly binds the soul.

Right now Song Jingmo doesn't know how to mobilize his soul power, so he can only use blood to deepen his control over the Beast Orb.

The knife cut through his palm, and Song Jingmo heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the blood dripping onto the Beast Bead and then being absorbed.

As long as the blood is useful, if it's useless, it's a crime for her to hold such a treasure in her hand.

Feeling the connection established between himself and the Beast Orb, Song Jingmo moved into the small world in the Beast Orb.

This small world is not like a spiritual spring space that can be planted, it looks lifeless.

Various resources piled up into several hills. Song Jingmo checked them one by one, and found that most of them were jade slips and medicinal materials stored in boxes.

"This is the resource I can use right now?"

The former owner of the Wanshou Orb said that the previous owners of the Wanshou Orb unsealed the small world layer by layer by improving their cultivation.

The Beast Orb will prepare the cultivation resources that can be used at the moment according to the owner's cultivation base and aptitude. Except for the resources that can be used at will when entering the small world for the first time, after that, it is necessary to rely on hard work to improve the cultivation base in exchange for the opening of the Ten Thousand Beasts. The next level of the Jewel Resource Vault.

Just because you can use it doesn't mean it's the most suitable, you have to carefully find the one that suits you.

Song Jingmo closed his eyes and tried to find them with the spirit tactic, and opened them after a while.

"The dots of light representing aura are too dense. Although the brightness is a bit dazzling, it is not nothing."

After confirming the location of what he was looking for, Song Jingmo approached the resource hill and began to search.

"I found it!" Just now, she sensed the same source of spiritual power fluctuations as the breath of Yinling Jue, and found that the spiritual power fluctuations came from the pile of jade slips.

Looking at the three cyan jade slips in his hand, Song Jingmo didn't hesitate much, and walked out of the small world in a flash.

Cyan jade slips are usually used to burn entry-level basic skills. Song Jingmo has more choices, but she trusts her own perception.

The jade slip was in contact with the eyebrows, and Song Jingmo couldn't help but be delighted after digesting the formula in the jade slip.

This exercise is called "Nurturing the Spirit Jue", and it can speed up the speed of practice when used in conjunction with the "Yin Ling Jue".

The remaining two exercises are "Sheng Ling Jue" and "Ju Ling Jue". The four exercises complement each other and are just a complete set of basic exercises.

Song Jingmo performed the exercises several times, and was pleasantly surprised to find that a small wisp of spiritual power had condensed in her body. This small wisp of spiritual power, which could not be noticed without careful attention, was circulating in her meridians by itself, and there was a faint tendency to increase .

Song Jingmo was very satisfied with his progress after successfully introducing spiritual energy into his body and turning spiritual energy into spiritual power.

"Although it took a long time, it's good to have another way to go."

Song Jingmo blindly guessed that the protagonist would take the path of both spiritual and martial arts, and then swept all the way and slapped his face, and finally became a man standing on the top with a bunch of confidante.

"The protagonist may not have been born yet, so it doesn't seem good for me to arrange him this way." Song Jingmo resolutely ignored the existence of the protagonist and focused on himself.

"The Spiritual Cultivation Continent respects spiritual cultivation. The spiritual cultivation of the human race looks down on martial arts. The current cultivation environment is not friendly to martial arts. Martial arts mostly rely on physical strength to fight, and usually they can only fight in close combat, so they are extremely easy to get injured."

"Wuxiu is basically the tank position in the team responsible for taking damage and pulling hatred. Lingxiu is the mage and shooter in the team. They can attack from a distance and need more protection."

"Spiritual and martial arts can resist and fight, fight and retreat, it really suits me better." Song Jingmo nodded his chin, thinking happily.

She was originally lively, but these days she has been quite depressed because of her depressed mood. Now she finally has something happy, so of course she should have fun in time.

After all, after passing through this village, this shop will disappear.

The days to come will almost certainly be spent in penance.

"There is something to look forward to in the future." Song Jingmo smiled, and re-entered the cultivation state, and left the cultivation state early the next morning because of stomach protests.

The strand of spiritual power in the meridians was a little stronger than before, from about one-twentieth the thickness of a hair to one-tenth the thickness of a hair.

Song Jingmo rigorously summarized his cultivation achievements, and stood up grinning.

There is no such thing as being refreshed after practicing for a day, and the sleepiness is not so sleepy. After sitting cross-legged all night, the body is so sore, especially the legs, that they are almost useless.

After washing and changing his tired body, Song Jingmo went into the kitchen.

He quickly lit a fire, boiled water, kneaded noodles, sliced ​​noodles and cooked noodles. He grabbed a handful of leaves from the corner of the wall, washed them and threw them into the pot. Put lard and salt on the bottom of the bowl, pour a spoonful of them Put the noodle soup into the noodles, and then add a tablespoon of the previously made meat sauce and mix it. The aroma is rich and tangy.

Mr. Song arrived at the kitchen door first smelling the fragrance.

"What delicious food did you cook today?"

Song Jingmo jumped up with joy all of a sudden, and held the bowl that had been mixed to Mr. Song, and filled another bowl himself.

The two sat at the table, even after eating a bowl of hot noodles with soup and water, they felt comfortable all over.

"It went well this time, and brought back a lot of useful herbs." Mr. Song talked about the harvest of this trip while drinking hot tea.

Song Jingmo looked at the exhaustion that could not be concealed in Mr. Song's expression, and couldn't help but have a sore nose.

"Grandfather, I can practice spiritual cultivation."

Mr. Song sat up straight all of a sudden.

"Are you able to cultivate the spirit? Didn't something go wrong?" Mr. Song said while pulling Song Jingmo's wrist to check her meridians.

The meridian is still the same meridian, but there is an extra ray of spiritual power with a very low sense of existence running peacefully.

Song Jingmo felt a ray of extremely gentle spiritual power swim around her meridians, and after a circle, the ray of spiritual power disappeared.

"Huh?" Elder Song looked at his hand suspiciously. He clearly didn't take back his spiritual power, and he didn't feel that the spiritual power was being repelled or swallowed. How could the ray of spiritual power that was distributed be gone forever?

Mr. Song didn't believe in evil, and distributed a ray of spiritual power, which never returned.

Seeing that Mr. Song wanted to try again, Song Jingmo helplessly interrupted Mr. Song's rivalry with himself.

"Grandpa's spiritual power should be absorbed by me." I didn't pay attention the first time, but the second time I could feel that the spiritual power I cultivated was twice as thick as that in the morning.

Mr. Song didn't worry too much about it, he asked about Song Jingmo's training process in detail, and pondered for a while.

"It shouldn't be a matter of talent."

"There is a mountain range outside Songjiazhuang. The aura on the mountain should be stronger. Little Whale can try to practice in another place."

After a few words and a few words, Mr. Song decided to go to the mountain to practice, so Mr. Song didn't even care about taking a rest. He locked the door and carried the medicine basket, and then led Song Jingmo up the mountain.

(End of this chapter)