The first level of [Eight-Armed Maha Seal] [greed, anger, and obsession] represents the word "brave". Once it is completed, it will be crazy and fierce, and not afraid of pain.
The "Inversion of Worries" in the second heaven represents the word "strength".
After the cultivation is completed, the inner demons turn into powerful blessings in the human body, giving people strength and endurance.
Qiu Ping estimated that if he reached the second level, he would immediately have a strength of five or six thousand kilograms. Combined with his speed, the increase in combat power would be extremely exaggerated.
Qiu Ping estimated that if he was wronged by Gui Tongzi now, he would definitely be able to withstand three...four moves in front of the wrong party!
Progress is rapid!
Qiu Ping ate some heavenly fish food, drank a few sips of lotus pond water, nibbled a few spiritual fruits, and was ready to continue practicing.
He lay down on those ores, silently absorbing the "gold energy" in the ores, and at the same time, he used his priesthood to mobilize the "water energy" within a ten-mile radius. The two mixed and continuously refined his bloodline.
After all, the golden thread dragon loach is a strange beast with two phases: metal and water. Those two powers can effectively strengthen Qiu Ping's foundation.
Since he raised his Qi to 330 channels in the lotus pond, his original six ancestral orifices have been successfully turned into eight.
It seems that there is not much difference between the nine ancestral orifices of the pure-blood dragon loach.
Doesn't that make Qiu Ping feel excited? Looking at Changning County, we are considered to be among the top talents.
Once all eight ancestral orifices are successfully excavated, I'm afraid there will be a chance to defeat the ghost boy.
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A stable life has passed for more than a month.
Qiu Ping eats, drinks, and practices every month, and his strength increases rapidly. Ru Ming has succeeded and can withstand ten moves from the ghost boy's legs.
That's a shameless progress.
Well, the peaceful confinement cannot be broken.
If not, he would be made into a young man by He Bo.
Because too many gods and shrimps and generals died in the Abi Hell, Ruming's legs were seriously lacking.
For more than a month, Changning County has been recruiting people to add some outstanding demon talents from outside its jurisdiction into the Shinto team.
Qiu Ping finally got the official position of Fenwu Colonel, who was struggling. He Bo didn't want to see him huddled at home every day, so he kicked him to the recruitment office and asked him to help recruit soldiers.
Although he was reluctant in every possible way, Qiu Ping held his nose and passed by.
In front of the Recruitment Office, countless spirits blocked the road. There were various fish heads everywhere, shrimp heads fluttered, and occasionally rare clam spirits, snail spirits, etc. could be seen. The water was noisy.
Although it is wrong to say that there are shrimp soldiers and crab generals, it is just a general term. Almost all aquatic animals can join the team of shrimp soldiers and crab generals.
I heard that He Bo was recruiting people that time, and he wanted to recruit a thousand people at once. All the powerful spirits in Fuhe came.
Who wouldn't want to live a good confinement period despite droughts and floods and guaranteed harvests if they join the system and eat the royal grain?
"Stand still for him, don't be crooked, what do you look like?" A red-shell crab excitedly raised its big tongs and shouted loudly.
When Qiu Ping came to recruit troops, he wanted to bring some people to help him, but Qiu One, Qiu Two, and Qiu Three's IQs were really impressive. After walking around, the smartest one turned out to be a red-shell crab.
If you have no choice, you can choose the general among the short ones.
Crab Roe'er held his head high, sweeping away the cowardly air of being bullied in the ancient well in the past, and his face was filled with pride.
"Dongyi, let's go in."
He shouted at the top of his lungs, and the shriveled little yellow croaker walked into the recruiting office's room with its long legs.
"Name, age, birthplace, ah, race." Qiu Ping weakly supported Dongba with his legs and looked at the person in front of him. The old turtle beside him was drawing circles in a book with a brush.
"Gurgling."
Although the little yellow croaker successfully transformed into two legs, it did not refine its horizontal bones and would not shut up. It spit out a bunch of bubbles when it opened its mouth.
"East one."
Qiu Ping waved his leg to let him go.
Do you really want to join the team of shrimp soldiers and crab generals? Our Shinto is not at the threshold, right?
I want you to have good moral character and be able to fight. I want you to be handsome and be able to support the scene.
Otherwise, why would you collect it?
The old turtle on the side looked embarrassed. He had previously been the river god of Chenjiaping, but now he served as the marching bookkeeper, responsible for recording records for Qiu Ping.
He looked at the numerous crosses in the book. It had been a long time and not a single qualified person had been recruited.
Do I want to go around in circles?
After a while, the curtain of the recruitment office opened, and the eel spirit walked in.
She should be walking in the path of demon and fairy. Most of her body has been transformed into a human form. Her body is slender, especially her neck, which is a bit scary.
Of course, that's nothing among the spirits.
"They don't accept banshees, just one of them." Qiu Ping glanced at her and yawned.
Why isn't there an audition? Choose those messy monsters first, otherwise you won't have the time to do that.
"We eels are all hermaphrodites. After I give birth to my first child, I can become a male soldier." Although the eel spirit looks like a woman, her voice is very rough.
"Well, they don't accept transgender people, just one of them!"
A black line flashed across Qiu Ping's face, and his tone of driving people away became even more determined.
"East one!"
"East one..."
Qiu Ping was almost asleep. The old turtle beside him wrote a thick pile, but only a few ghosts were accepted.
"He told us that according to that arrangement, even if we wait until the day after tomorrow, it might not be our turn. If the people in front are full, that trip will be popular..." The red-shell crab quietly ran to
At the beginning of the team, he whispered to the new spirits.
The group of fish monsters and shrimp monsters looked up at the team and felt that Crab was wrong.
what should I do then?
"He has a way to get you guys to the front of the queue... Hey, do we have money? He won't help people for free." The red-shell crab is so scared of poverty that he drills holes in the ancient well every day for even a salary.
nothing.
After finally catching the opportunity, he certainly didn't want to miss it.
The little monsters looked at each other and dug through the layers of scales one by one. After a long while, they finally found some broken silver and miscellaneous shells, fish bones and other things.
Crab Roe took one look at it and his face was full of contempt.
Why are those remote monsters in the backcountry so poor?
"Okay, okay, come with him." Seeing that the poor devils couldn't squeeze out any profit, Crab Roe packed up the scattered things, grabbed them with small pliers, and then led the
Those little monsters are choking.
The other monsters immediately stopped working. We had been waiting in line for a long time, so I just jumped in line.
"What are you shouting for? If you shout again, we will be disqualified." Crab Roe shouted, and immediately those monsters did not dare to shout.
If the people do not fight with the officials, the red-shelled crab is from Hebo Yamen, and if they do quarrel, they will suffer losses.
Thanks to classmate Jie Mie Zhousheng, book friend 160430085808232, classmate He and I Walk in the Rain, book friend 20200328134757987, classmate CD City Shuai, book friend 20221115191913644, classmate super digital person, classmate Shan Han, classmate Aishe Luo for the reward, hehehehe