Start as a Temple Spirit

"Use low-level spiritual objects to improve strength?" Yihuo muttered and looked at Yifeng.

Yi Feng pondered and said, "Let's talk about it after we get through this month."

He thought to himself that if the Forgotten Township suffered heavy military losses within a month, the low-level spiritual objects would be a legacy that would give the younger generations a chance to rise.

"This idea is wrong." Shang Liang explained to Yifeng and Yihuo in confusion, "If we can't survive this month, everything will be over. If we want to survive this month, strength is the key, so if you can increase your strength, don't hesitate."

"Pa!" Yihuo clapped his fists and said, "Liang Shan is right, he is right."

After all, they all overlooked one problem. If Lian Shang Liangshan and Yiwu couldn't survive this month, then who in Forgotten Village could survive? The inheritance would then go to others.

"This matter really needs to be discussed carefully." Yifeng nodded in agreement. He also felt that Shang Liangshan was right.

Shang Liangshan had no interest in this matter. When he saw that it was getting dark, he said goodbye to Yifeng and Yihuo, and returned to the Huawai Taoist temple with Heizi and Xiaocao.

At this time, the Huawai Taoist temple really looks different every day, and it is full of green.

The tender green grass leaves emerge from the soil, bringing vitality to the earth.

Especially the transplanted small fruit trees, which are lush and green at this time.

The origin of the grass leaves was that Heizi brought back a cloth bag containing grass seeds, which were scattered by the grass.

"Ga ga" Heizi returned to the Huawai Taoist temple and started to cry happily, flying in the golden sky. This is his home.

Back in the white palace, Shang Liangshan summoned a jade box and opened it, then took out a large and two small ghost pills. He threw the two small ghost pills to Xiaocao who was waiting at the palace gate and said, "These are for the two of you."

"Thank you, master." Xiaocao bowed his head, his voice a little stiff.

This awkwardness is understandable, as it has only recently learned to speak from the big dog.

Shang Liangshan was not surprised at all that Xiaocao could talk, because he saw Xiaocao practicing hard.

After waving his hand and putting the jade box away, he sat cross-legged, swallowed the ghost pill, practiced, and constructed the twelve meridians.

Constructing the twelve meridians is Shang Liangshan's main focus after the eight extraordinary meridians.

The twelve meridians in the human body refer to the twelve main meridians, namely the three yin meridians and three yang meridians of the hands and feet.

The basic direction is: the three yin meridians of the hand run from the chest to the hand, and the three yang meridians of the hand run from the hand to the head.

The three yang meridians of the foot run from the head to the foot, and the three yin meridians of the foot run from the foot to the chest.

For some reason, constructing the twelve meridians is surprisingly difficult. If you are not careful, they will break into pieces and collapse. It seems that there is an invisible force preventing it.

Although Shang Liangshan never believed that failure is the mother of success, he believed in persistence. Anyway, he had no practice method, and there was nothing to do except absorbing the power of incense and vows, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and practicing instinctively. It would be better to construct the twelve meridians and give himself something to look forward to.

At the entrance of the palace, Xiaocao looked at the two ghost pills in his hands, and a complicated expression appeared on his ugly grass face.

Everyone knows that they are grass-headed mountain elves who like to fool the people, but who knows why they do this?

Isn't it just for the power of incense and vows, to improve one's own cultivation and transform into a human body, and become a temple spirit revered by the people?

Now he has become the master's temple boy. From being feared by the people in the beginning, to being accepted by the people, and now to being rewarded with ghost pills by the master, he can absorb the incense and power from the gods.

Xiaocao felt like he was living in a dream. Isn't this the kind of life he longed for when he wandered in the wilderness?

"Ga ga" Heizi flew to the top of the grass that was in a daze and started communicating with it.

When Xiaocao said what he had just thought, Heizi also fell silent.

Before it was tamed by its owner, wasn't it just like the grass, wandering in the wild mountains and wilderness like a lonely ghost?

This was also the reason why Shang Liangshan did not kill Heizi when he asked him to drive away the wandering ghosts the night before.

Just as Heizi and Xiaocao were reminiscing about the past, the old patriarch convened a meeting of elders in the thatched hut conference room to discuss the proposal to use low-level spiritual objects to enhance their strength.

The leopard who was present was the first to speak: "Chief, elders, the seventh elder is right. If we can't survive this month, everything will be over."

"And as long as the clan leader and the seventh elder are here, we can hunt monsters and obtain their souls, so it's time to use the lower-level spiritual objects."

"I agree." Yihuo was the first to respond.

"Agree." Yishui and Yitu agreed one after another.

Wang Mu pondered and said, "Since the low-level spiritual objects are to be used, then take them all out and distribute the ink brushes to Zhong Xiao Liang Quan and the other three. Let them get familiar with the ink brushes and nourish them with their righteous spirit."

“In this way, once they break through the fourth-grade Divine Palace realm, they will be able to fight.”

"This is a good idea." The old patriarch clapped his hands and said.

"Since the clan leader and second sister said so, then take out all the low-level spiritual objects and use them." Yi Feng said this and looked at Yi Bao, and said solemnly: "Little Bao, I want the four of you to absorb spirits again."

"Hmm." Yibao looked at the Great Elder in confusion, not understanding what it meant to absorb spirits again.

"Demon spirits are still demon spirits after all. They cannot display the martial arts you have cultivated, so you need spiritual tools and need to absorb spirits again."

"This..." Yibao was stunned when he heard this.

Not only was he stunned, but everyone present was stunned.

They had never thought that Wu Xiu Na Ling could do this.

"This idea was mentioned to me by Liang Shan. He said that since martial artists can absorb spirits once, why not absorb spirits twice? Using demon spirits as a supplement and spiritual weapons as the main ones, or vice versa. In this way, martial artists can have both offensive and defensive capabilities and their strength will be greatly increased." Yifeng sighed more and more as he spoke.

"This is a genius idea." The old patriarch exclaimed.

"Ever since Liang Shan proposed this idea, I have been wondering whether the spiritual weapons and monsters in the hands of powerful martial artists are spiritual objects, or they are, but they have blocked the news?" Yifeng expressed his guess.

"He's a beast." Yishui and Yihuo cursed in unison.

Is there any need to think about it? Nine out of ten times it is a spiritual object.

"Shua" the old patriarch looked at the leopard fiercely and said solemnly: "Little Leopard, are you willing to receive spirits again?"

This is an experiment. If it succeeds, Forgotten Township will have a promising future.

"I do!" Yibao stood up, his eyes determined.

"Okay, okay, okay." The old patriarch said okay repeatedly, feeling very pleased.

The mobilization of low-level spiritual creatures and the re-absorption of spiritual creatures were decided in this way.

Everyone stood up and walked towards the Forgotten Temple with great momentum.

When night fell, Shang Liangshan came out of the Huawai Taoist Temple. When he heard the two pieces of news from the old patriarch, he smiled with relief.

Exploration and progress will make people progress.

"Liangshan, if you have any good suggestions in the future, you must speak up. You must remember that you are not only the seventh elder of the Forgotten Township, but also the high and mighty temple spirit of the Forgotten Township." The old patriarch said solemnly.

"Haha, what you said, old patriarch, really puts me under a lot of pressure." Shang Liangshan said happily.