In the library pavilion, Wei Fangzheng was rummaging around, just to find a copy of Insect Cultivation Techniques.
Although the Ruyi Gourd allows him to control the insects that have eaten the liquid, it is impossible for all those ferocious insect monsters in the wild to feed him honestly.
Although he was confident in the attraction of the emerald green liquid to insect monsters, there were too many uncontrollable factors in the wild, and he would not accept all insects.
And he also discovered a small flaw in the emerald green liquid.
Moreover, the emerald green liquid is not infinite, and with his current thoughts, he cannot control a large number of insects at the same time.
Therefore, he must find a corresponding technique to see if he can find a way to improve his own mental power.
And to have a deeper understanding of the profession of insect repair, only in this way can he go further on this road.
So he can't rely on Ruyi Zihu for everything. He has to make multiple preparations, which is more in line with his character.
He had no choice as a handyman before, but now he has a choice. He wants to become stronger!
There is no way to become stronger, and there is no reliance that is more reliable than having it yourself...
At this time, he had already searched through most of the books in the library, but still did not see this type of technique about insect cultivation.
Moreover, there is a time limit for outer disciples to enter the Library Pavilion to select techniques, only one and a half hours.
About an hour has passed now, but he has also made two preparations, if he really can't find the corresponding technique.
Then he can only choose the few techniques he likes.
Time passed little by little, and there was only a quarter of an hour left until the last half hour.
Just when Wei Fang was about to give up on searching for insect cultivation techniques and go back to choose the technique he liked.
But he saw a dusty bookshelf on the innermost floor. Most of the books in this bookshelf were covered with dust.
Apparently no one had read it for a long time. When Wei Fang saw this, he couldn't help but secretly cursed himself for being stupid.
There are not many insect cultivators in the Black Cloud Sect, so naturally there are fewer people looking for books on corresponding techniques, so these books that few people read will be placed in the corner.
When I came and went, there were naturally very few people and no one asked me.
With this idea in mind, Wei Fang quickly moved into the dusty bookshelf.
As I walked through my mind, I couldn't help but pray that there must be the insect cultivation technique I need...
He quickly picked up a book and wiped the dust off it.
The three words "Five Poison Sutra" appeared. Wei Fang opened the content and couldn't help but shook his head.
This is a book on poison techniques, not the insect cultivation techniques he is currently looking for.
He hurriedly put it back to its original position and continued to select, Qi Sha Fist! No!
The ecstasy array is not...
When there was only the last book left on the bookshelf, he slowly wiped away the dust on it with an uneasy heart...
The big characters "Insect Control Technique" came into view, and Wei Fang couldn't care less about the excitement in his heart.
Flick your fingers and quickly browse through the introduction content (to avoid being memorized by people with super-powerful memories, the ban is set to only give a rough introduction to the content.)
Insects capture the essence of heaven and earth. They are as small as ants but can lift a thousand times the weight of themselves. This is indescribable.
There are also various forms, some lay eggs on the ground, emerge from the cocoon in a hundred years, become adults in a hundred years, and take on various forms again in a hundred years.
Its exquisite creation cannot be explained in ordinary words...
"Wei Fang! The time has come. Take the book you selected and come to register."
The voice of the elder of Cangshuge broke Wei Fang's immersion in reading, and also pulled him out of his incomprehension about the insects.
After Wei Fang registered, the elder of the library explained: "The borrowing period is half a month, remember not to teach it privately."
"Once discovered, the cultivation of both parties will be abolished, the memories will be erased, and the sect will be expelled!" Wei Fang nodded in agreement upon hearing this.
Arriving at the new residence of the outer disciples, Wei Fang couldn't wait to open the contents of the Art of Controlling Insects and read through it.
This insect cultivation technique is roughly divided into three levels. The first level is blood feeding, which means using your own blood essence and blood mixed with some medicinal materials in the book to feed and cultivate spiritual insects.
Over many years, they will develop a sense of dependence and trust on themselves.
The second level is to train your thoughts, and use books to continuously strengthen your thoughts, so as to control the behavior of spiritual insects.
The third level is called the Insect Control Technique, which uses one's own powerful mind power to control insect swarms or capture insect monsters in the wild.
Of course, the book also contains many related pictures and characters of insect monsters, as well as methods for selecting and identifying good spiritual insects.
Wei Fang's ability to pass the Ruyi Gourd has already met the conditions of the first two levels.
You only need to practice this method of tempering and strengthening your mind to reach the third level!
Wei Fang is more certain about his choice of Chong Cultivator. Currently, with Ruyi Purple Gourd in hand, he doesn't need to worry about the most tedious first few steps.
All you need to do is continue to strengthen your mind and get more spiritual insects.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
Wei Fang has also made considerable progress, and during this period there was an unexpected gain that made him extremely excited.
That is the emerald green liquid! This emerald green liquid is not stored in the Ruyi Purple Gourd, but is generated by the Ruyi Purple Gourd itself!
There are two ways to produce this emerald green liquid. The first is that it will slowly produce itself over time.
Because he thought it would be troublesome to have to go to the Ruyi Purple Gourd Deep Pit to contain the emerald green liquid every time, he simply found a vessel and filled it all up.
As a result, within a few days, a few drops of emerald green liquid suddenly appeared in the depression where he had taken out the emerald green liquid. This discovery made him extremely happy.
After some experimentation, he learned the second way to generate liquid, which was to put black stones into the black pit.
Or something that is alive and contains mysterious energy.
It is expected that Wei Fang's mind has been excited about this for several days, but there is no way this green liquid is too important to him.
Because if you follow the method of controlling insects, let’s not talk about the efficacy.
In terms of progress alone, it is definitely far inferior to the emerald green liquid.
In this way, he has more confidence in Chong Xiu!
It’s also time to collect some interest...
In the dilapidated hut in the courtyard, Wei Fang looked at the smashed bed cabinet and the wooden door that was broken into several sections. Wei Fang's expression was extremely gloomy.
However, a figure suddenly flashed past his door. Wei Fang did not go out to stop him, because that was why he came!
Before he could wait too long, a burst of noise came from outside the house.
"Damn it, this little bastard has been dying for some time these days?!"
"Zhang must have his skin peeled off today!"
Yang Yong's voice also came at the right time: "Boss Zhang, I want to be the first one here today!"
"Okay! That'll be easier for you kid..."
The sound got closer and closer. Before Zhang Lin and others entered the room, a wooden cabinet was shot out quickly.
"Hey~"
"I...I fucked your grandma~" Yang Yong's painful curse sounded.
Zhang Lin's face was also livid, and he shouted angrily at the boys around him: "Why the hell are you just standing there?!"
"Why don't I go and peel off that kid's skin! Do you want me to do it myself?!"
Those people roared and rushed into the house one after another. Immediately there was a crackling sound in the house, followed by bursts of howling, and then there was no big movement.
"Hey~"
"I...my old waist~"
"ah!……"
Hearing that the miserable howls in the room were all from his own men, Zhang Lin's originally proud look was also a little suspicious.
In his heart, he greeted all the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the person who reported the message to him.
He asked tentatively: "I don't know which master is inside, but I am the cousin of the outer disciple Zhang Peng."
"Please forgive me for my recklessness. Your Excellency, please come out and see me."
No one responded. Just when he was about to ask again, a familiar figure stepped out of the house...