Chapter 375: An ape takes seven steps and has the power to move mountains! (2-in-1)
The Witch Soldier Seal is far more difficult to refine than the basic Little Witch Seal.
In ancient times, this was a witch seal that could only be refined by the warriors of the witch clan.
The strength of its witch seal has reached the lowest combat level, so it is called the battle witch seal, also called the witch seal.
As for the small witch seal, in the witch tribe, it is used by the witch kids to play with.
In other words, Song Changming would often take out his little witch seal to dominate the world of adults.
It can only be said that times have changed, and the little witch seal also plays a big role in this world.
And the Little Witch Seal has already improved Song Changming's strength to this point. In the Witch Clan, the Witch Soldier Seal that adults play, how strong should it be.
Song Changming has been looking forward to this for a long time.
It's a pity that his physical strength has never been able to bear the sacrifice of the Witch Soldier Seal. It was only in the past three years that he was qualified to try it.
Now, the shaman seal ritual on the humerus of his right arm has come to an end.
With the infusion of a large amount of demon blood essence, the totem-like complex pattern gradually became clearer and more lifelike, like a living creature coming to life!
On the other side, He Jianzhi returned to the city lord's palace to resume his duties, and the tone in the hall was dissatisfied.
"Commander, I'm afraid Song Xiaoqiu will not be able to come!"
In the hall, not only Meng Kunlun was sitting, but there were also three other general marshals of the Cui Banner Army, plus the lord of Tainan City, the city captain and other important officials.
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 is the little banner leader under his command, so it is up to him to ask questions.
He Jianzhi narrated what had just happened. The annoying part was that he was driven away by the little personal guard without even seeing Song Changming's face.
"Commander, this Song Xiaoqi leader is really very arrogant!" He Jianzhi said in the end, still angry.
He wanted to say a few more words, saying that he simply did not take the commanders seriously, but was interrupted directly by Meng Kunlun.
"Since it's a critical moment in cultivation, let's forget it and continue with the instructions. Don't let others disturb you."
As soon as Meng Kunlun said these words, He Jianzhi was stunned for a moment.
Such gentle words did not seem to come from the mouth of his own commander.
When did the Marshal become so tolerant and easy to talk to?
Wang Tianshuang on the side also nodded: "I thank Brother Meng for your understanding on behalf of Chang Ming."
"It's nothing." Meng Kunlun didn't say anything more about this matter and revealed it in an understatement.
Seeing this, He Jianzhi could only keep his dissatisfaction in his heart and walked out.
He could feel the preference of these commanders for Song Changming, and he did not understand why Song Changming, who was just a small banner leader, received such special treatment from these commanders.
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 commanders.
Including Meng Kunlun, several commanders no longer treated Song Changming as an ordinary little flag leader.
In some respects, they viewed Song Changming as an equal to them, rather than a superior-subordinate relationship.
In the barracks, an unknown amount of time passed, and after all the demon blood essence sealed in the body was exhausted in one breath, Song Changming's Witch Soldier Seal finally became complete!
At a certain moment, Song Changming felt blessed in his soul and stopped the sacrifice.
And the witch seal on the bone body completely transformed, and its unique mysterious energy fluctuations began to breed, causing Song Changming's heart to tremble at the same frequency.
His eyes were dark and clear, and his face looked a little happy.
"Finally, it's done!"
Suddenly, like a roar from ancient times across the long river of time, following Song Changming's spiritual will, it exploded directly in his mind.
Song Changming knew that this beast-like roar came from the newly formed witch seal in his body.
For a moment, Song Changming was in a daze, and a picture appeared in his mind.
It was an endless wilderness with a towering mountain.
The mountains are not stationary, but are moving bit by bit at a relatively slow speed.
Looking down, at the bottom of the picture, at the bottom of the mountain, there is a brightly colored ape.
Its ape arms were spread wide, and its body was wrapped with chains and anklets. It dragged its heavy body, actually carrying the mountain on its body, and moved forward slowly.
After the ape took seven steps, the scene became still, and Song Changming's consciousness instantly retreated.
Breathing heavily, Song Changming felt that his whole body was sweating profusely, sore, and even showing signs of weakness, and he couldn't help but collapse in the barracks.
It seemed as if the ape that had just been carrying the mountain was none other than himself!
"The ape takes seven steps, and this power of moving mountains is exactly the source of the power of this witch seal!" Song Changming had some understanding.
In fact, he knew about the ape.
The set of witchcraft books obtained previously contained detailed records of the relevant witch seals.
This is a demon ape from ancient times named Ju!
Ju was captured by the Wu clan for being ferocious and cruel, and was punished by moving mountains every day.
Later, the witch clan used the power of this demonic ape to create a witch-army seal, which is the first witch-army seal that Song Changming has practiced to this day.
This witch-soldier seal can also be called ‘lift’!
"With my current physique, I can refine this witch seal, but if I want to fully utilize the power of the witch seal, I'm afraid the physical burden is still too heavy."
Song Changming lay on the bed, looking at the roof of the barracks and sizing up.
"Jiang."
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 also didn't expect this immersive practice. It felt like it was just a moment, but it had already passed three days and three nights.
Take out a large piece of fresh demon meat from the storage ring.
This meat was harvested from the sheep demon who was beheaded by Song Changming a few days ago.
Mutton is very nourishing and delicious, so Song Changming deliberately kept part of it before extracting the essence of the demon blood.
"Go and ask the firemen in the army to work harder. This general is hungry." Song Changming raised his hand feebly and urged.
"Yes." Although Rong Jiang was a little confused as to why his general had become so weak after practicing for several days, he didn't ask any more questions and took away the goat demon meat before leaving.
Suddenly, he thought of the previous invitation from the commander-in-chief of the five armies, so he informed him of the matter.
"I know." After Song Changming heard about it, he didn't immediately get up to visit.
On the one hand, he is not in a good condition now, and it has been three days since this happened, so he is not so anxious.
Soon, stewed meat, roasted meat, and fried meat were served one by one.
Although there was less wine, Song Changming was quite satisfied with the taste and asked Rong Jiang to sit down and eat with him.
It was only after this big meal was eaten and heat surged up in the body that the feeling of exhaustion eased.
"What happened in the past three days?" Song Changming asked next.
Rong Jiang answered them one by one. In the past three days, the army has been cleaning the battlefield. Monsters occasionally appeared outside the city, but they did not pose much of a threat.
However, I heard that several other cities in the south are also falling into bitter battles one after another, and the scale of the monster invasion is getting bigger and bigger. After spreading out, even if the Cui Banner Army is deployed, it will be difficult to block them all at the southern border.
It is said that in the hinterland of Cuibai Road, a large group of monsters has also passed through, and the villages and towns were seriously destroyed.
After Rong Jiang finished speaking, Song Changming also had a general understanding of the situation in the past three days.
For the time being, Tainan City where he was located was safe, but the situation in Cuibai Road outside Tainan City was quite dangerous.
And their several armies did not dare to leave easily, in case Tainan City, which was finally defended, would be visited by the demon clan again.
"Is there any news about the big demon?" Song Changming asked again.
This is what he cares about most.
Once the great demon's powerful strength appears, it can instantly reverse the situation on any battlefield!
If a big demon has invaded Cuibai Road, this must be the most important event!
Everyone knows one thing, the Great Demon can only be matched by a strong human being at the master level.
Under the Grand Master, in the eyes of the great demon, he is not like an ant, but he does not pose much of a threat!
At present, Song Changming's strength has been verified in previous battlefields.
It can be said that as long as there is no big demon, he will basically be fine. He can attack and retreat. As long as he remains calm and does not get ahead, there are not many demon generals who can really threaten him.
"No." Rong Jiang replied truthfully. At least he had not heard any news about the big demon.
Song Changming nodded and asked no more questions.
After resting for a while, when the fatigue faded away, Song Changming walked out of the barracks for the first time in three days.
In the sky, the black light still hangs high, plunging the world into endless darkness.
We don’t know how long this blackout will last, but the longer it goes on, the negative impact this blackout will bring will continue to accumulate.
Food, environmental ecology, all aspects are greatly harmed.
Song Changming could feel that there was no sunlight shining on his head, but the sunlight energy illuminated by this round of black light was different from that of the normal sun.
Ordinary people will feel relaxed when exposed to sunlight, but this black light will only make people depressed, and even make them feel suffocated and panicked at any time.
Song Changming glanced at the black light in the sky with disgust, and then walked towards the city lord's palace.
On the streets, many people were cleaning up the ruins after the war, and trucks were transporting waste materials and throwing them out of the city.
Including the four city walls, they 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 also there, and apologized to them.
"Cultivation is a top priority, especially for talents like General Song, and it cannot be delayed." The commander of the Seventeenth Army, Chu Tianquan, waved his hand and smiled lightly, praising Song Changming.
"Summoning you that day was not a big deal in itself. I just wanted to confirm your current true strength." Meng Kunlun said.
"What's the real strength?" Song Changming understood clearly.
Not too surprised.
The strength he displayed in this battle was truly astonishing, and his influence on the battlefield far exceeded that of an ordinary small banner owner.
Several marshals also knew this, but how strong Song Changming was, he still needed to figure it out in person to determine.
After all, the level of Qi refining cultivation revealed on the surface is far from representing Song Changming's true strength.
The normal rules for measuring the strength of warriors did not work here in Song Changming's case.
"If you can, can you explain something to us now?" Chu Tianquan said.
Song Changming nodded. His strength had been demonstrated in public, and there was no need to hide it now. He looked at Wang Tianshuang and said.
"Commander, you should know that my cultivation is mainly based on physical training, and Qi training is a supplement. If I purely rely on my current Qi training, it is inferior to all the small banner leaders in the army.
However, if combined with the results of physical training, one can compete with a warrior in the Xiantian Perfection Realm. ”
Song Changming thought he had enough room for what he said and did not brag too much.
But being able to fight against a martial artist in the Innate Perfection Realm with the Qi-refining cultivation level of opening up the six martial arteries is outrageous in itself, and even goes beyond the conventional concept of defeating the superior by the inferior!
"I wonder if you can let me have a try?" Yan Lanjun, the commander of the 21st Army who was sitting next to him, suddenly stood up and asked.
He didn't know as much about Song Changming's true strength as Wang Tianshuang and Meng Kunlun. He only caught a glimpse of Song Changming's killing of the toad demon from a distance 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 again up close.
He was really curious about how a warrior who only had access to the six martial arteries could possess combat power comparable to the Xiantian Perfection Realm level.
When Song Changming heard this, he couldn't help but look at Wang Tianshuang again.
"Since Marshal Yan wants to try it, just try two moves." Wang Tianshuang nodded to Song Changming.
Seeing this, Song Changming agreed.
"I'm sorry, please." Yan Lanjun said to the marshals Meng Kunlun and Wang Tianshuang, then nodded to Song Changming and strode out.
"Brother Chu, do you want to go take a look?" Wang Tianshuang looked at Chu Tianquan, the commander of the 17th Army.
"Of course I want it." Chu Tianquan nodded and followed.
A few of them didn't go far, they were at a martial arts training ground in the city lord's mansion.
"How?" Yan Lanjun stood still and asked Song Changming.
He looked serious, spoke concisely, and acted resolutely, without any hint of sloppiness.
"You can do it at any time." Seeing that the other party didn't draw his weapon, Song Changming didn't use the knife and just stood still with his bare hands.
Lord Yan Lan didn't waste any time. As soon as Chu Tianquan and others arrived at the rear, he had already set off and headed towards Song Changmingji.
The speed was so fast that he obviously didn’t hold back too much.
Since he wanted to test whether Song Changming had the strength to fight against Xiantian Perfection Realm warriors, he naturally had to use the Xiantian Perfection Realm strength standard to measure Song Changming.
There is no point in releasing water.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Lanjun was already in front of Song Changming, his commander's robe raised and making a hunting sound.
Yan Lanjun punched directly.
The huge innate Gang Qi condensed on this punch, turning into a fierce and fierce punch.
The terrifying aura suppressed Song Changming as if he was stuck in a quagmire, making it more difficult to move and dodge.
Some of the hair on Song Changming's forehead was blown away by the force of the fist that had not yet arrived, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Then he also punched and faced off with Yan Lanjun.
His fists did not have the power of Gang Qi, but only the explosion of pure physical strength.
Two fists hit each other.
Along with a muffled sound, a billowing wave of air filled the entire martial arts training ground.
(End of chapter)