Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

Chapter 221 Queen Qiong Xiao

The woman remained calm, feeling somewhat surprised. She counted with her fingers and found that this person was shrouded in a mystery. It was either related to herself or the secret was concealed by a powerful being.

"What are the names of your three teachers?" She asked in a cold, unbelieving voice.

"Yun, Bi, Qiong! My master is the youngest."

"How outrageous!" Zhang Song suddenly knew nothing.

The heaven and earth shook, the mountains were reduced to dust, the earth sank directly, and Master Qu Lu was sucked out. The master's whole body was shattered, and he barely held on and did not faint.

When the wind died down, the two women and Huang Shiqi had disappeared.

Zhang Song rubbed his brows, where there were several messages.

"You are quite shameless. For Han Zhixian's sake, I will give you a chance."

"Here are two sets of skills. If you can master them within sixty years, you will become the first disciple of Sanxian Island."

"If you enter the door, I will know it and guide you in."

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"Obtained the introductory volume of Huang Ting Jing."

"???"

"Obtained the formation "Nine Bends of the Yellow River Formation."

This thing?

He had been practicing the Huangting Sutra since the first day and had already reached the Tiandi Chapter. Didn't the person opposite him see it? Or was he practicing a fake Huangting Sutra?

But what made him extremely excited was that the man was indeed one of the Three Sisters. Only those three could cast the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation at will.

It's like the Three Pure Ones, the Zhuxian Sword, and the Tai Chi diagram, which are all symbols with extremely strong personal characteristics.

Qiong Xiao's clone had just left and was about to talk to Han Zhixian, but his expression immediately changed.

"How is that possible? I only taught you a little bit of the introductory technique."

"The Huangting Sutra has actually been cultivated to the realm of heaven and earth. The next step is to condense the Shangqing Qi."

"Nine-bend Yellow River Formation? To get started, does one need such high talent?"

Zhang Song was looking at the idle sequence, the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, and he could get started directly, but it was marked at the back that it would take another 137 years to fully understand it.

He had no interest in battle formations at all. When he saw those inexplicable terms and battle diagrams, he felt the same fear as when he was dominated by math classes in school.

People who are not good at math see those strange symbols as if they are written in heavenly books. Why is a certain man named Wei called a god? It is because no one below can understand the answers he thinks are normal when he writes them on the blackboard.

So: In the end, my master just passed on to me loneliness?

"You... are fine."

"Disciple Zhang Song greets Master."

Qiong Xiao did not ask about the origin of the Huangting Sutra. Over hundreds of thousands of years, the sutra had been spread to all directions and had been changed beyond recognition. Being able to obtain the authentic Huangting Sutra was indeed a destiny with our religion, as the little guy said.

"Master, I am dull and not very interested in the art of formations."

In the cave, only Zhang Song could see the teacher's figure. Others didn't even feel it at all. He stood aside respectfully.

Qiong Xiao nodded slightly. She didn't like the formation either, but her two sisters had studied it in depth, so she just had to cooperate with them.

She felt that she should still give some preferential treatment to her first disciple. If he was treated like a bird by a small True Lord, it would be a loss of face for her, Qiong Xiao.

"Since you have already mastered the Huangting Sutra, I will teach you two more techniques today."

"One is the Upper Pure Qi, which is the method of internal cultivation and condensation of the Huangting Sutra. Practice well and kill that True Lord in the future. Don't lose my face."

"Ah, it's Master."

The master is a woman and has a narrow mind, so remember this key point.

"Ok?"

Zhang Song felt Qiong Xiao's sharp gaze and nodded seriously and honestly. Girls are very concerned about their reputation, especially an old girl who has lived for tens of thousands of years.

"The second is the Heaven-Severing Force. If you practice this method, your combat power will be unmatched. Even if you fight against opponents of higher levels, it won't be a big deal."

She, Qiongxiao, holds the Huangting in her hand, but she practices combat techniques. She beats anyone who disobeys her until the opponent submits.

Qiong Xiao pointed his finger at the center of his brow, and countless knowledge and insights, including the understanding of the two exercises by more than a dozen gods, were passed on to Zhang Song all at once.

She didn't act as a master, nor did she have the patience to teach. She just passed on what she knew to her disciples, and whether they succeeded or not was up to the disciples themselves.

This is because there is an immortal palace in Zhang Song’s sea of ​​consciousness. If it were someone else, even if he was at the Hedao realm, he would be blown up.

Zhang Song was terrified and immediately started bleeding from all seven orifices. His body was shaking and he looked at Qiong Xiao in a half-dead state.

"Too weak." Qiong Xiao's face rarely turned red, it seemed that the finger was used with too much force.

Qiong Xiao raised his hand and pressed his palm towards the void. Gradually, a huge ice coffin was formed. There seemed to be layers of clouds floating above it, peaceful and natural.

He pinched the seal with his fingers and pointed inside a few times, then took out the jade bottle from the ring. The fragrance was refreshing, like a hundred flowers blooming, the smell was fragrant and scorching, and he dropped three drops of pure white magic water into it.

"Too weak." Qiong Xiao rummaged through the ring.

This is just a clone, called out by Han Zhixian to play with for a few days. What good things can it have?

"Well, there is one more, which is barely acceptable."

The white coffin was now floating in the void, as if it had merged into the entire void. Mist was emanating from it, forming all kinds of flowers in the sky, and even some ancient behemoths such as unicorns, flying bears, and blue dragons.

"You go in and practice well. If you still can't reach the level of a True Lord after you come out, be careful or I'll beat you to death." Qiong Xiao put his hands behind his back, looking very dignified like a teacher, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he was in a very happy mood.

After she left, this place was sealed by her. Even if Yun Yun Zhenjun and others came here secretly, they didn't dare to test it too much.

Only True Lord Qu Lu was sighing all day, thinking about how to make up for his mistakes. It was embarrassing to apologize to a little cultivator in the Dharma Realm, but it was glorious to apologize to the true disciple of Tianzun. "He comforted himself, thinking about the little peacock under his seat, and felt angry. He turned around and went to the disciple's mansion.

Xuan Tu's ribs were broken all over his body by his master for unknown reasons. He was just about to come out of seclusion, but he had to go into seclusion again and extend the period.

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“The first ray of yin and yang energy was born when the small world was created.”

"Three drops of Nine Yang True Water."

"When the small world was destroyed, the original true core condensed."

"A sarcophagus made of the Time Stone!"

This is what Qiong Xiao prepared for her apprentice. She doesn’t take ordinary things seriously, and even these things are nothing in the eyes of the original body.

She was even more surprised in her heart, and in this process, she also discovered Zhang Song's extraordinary qualities.

His mental power was so strong that a simple investigation would be blocked by layers of fog. If he tried to force an investigation, he would feel a sense of danger in his heart.

She reluctantly accepted Zhang Song as Sanxiao Island's disciple, mainly because of his Huangting Sutra and the blood he circulated, which were extremely pure, not much different from those of the ancient ferocious beasts. It seemed that he was like her, practicing in a fairyland outside the domain, without being contaminated by the aura of his uncle, and had considerable potential for growth.