Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

Zhang Song and another person walked casually in the snow, leaving two lines of faint footprints behind them.

"Oh, there are birdmen coming in? Don't worry about them. I've dealt with them before. Let more of them come in."

Ku Gu Tathagata casually mentioned the visitors from outside the domain, the White Feather Clan.

They are bird-men with wings. In many worlds, the number of the White Feather Tribe is even dozens of times that of humans. You can imagine that it is like a chicken farm in the countryside, with white shadows running and flying everywhere, cackling and fighting each other.

The birdmen in the White Feather World are not very strong, but their numbers are a little larger. Normally, they should not dare to attack our world, but there may be something hidden in this.

The several worlds where the Baiyu clan lives are even more barren than the Kuwu world. Even immortal stones are difficult to be born. Some slightly better places are occupied by royal families, and not even a trace of dregs can be seen.

In this way, these slave-like White Feather spies wander around. If they die, they die. If they find a rift in time and space, they rush in. They are all brainless idiots.

"Could it be that they were hired by the chaotic world to attack us?" Ku Gu Tathagata had his own speculation.

Zhang Song shook his head. The Withered Martial World was almost on the verge of collapse. It was only in recent years, due to his continuous big moves throughout the Netherworld, that it had regained some vitality.

Even the powerful Heavenly Masters in the Chaos World look down on the Withered Martial World. Even someone as powerful as the Eclipse Daozu, if he is really interested in the world and reveals his true identity, he may crush the world. For those who have tasted the most delicious food, who would care about the wild vegetables on the road?

To Tianzun, this world feels like a waste of food that is neither tasty nor worth throwing away.

Zhang Song didn't care. They were just some birdmen. Even if they were the high priests of the national city in their world, he could beat two of them at once.

However, the Withered Bones Tathagata reminded him of another thing. With his realm, if he wanted to be promoted to the Buddha in this world, he must have a large number of believers. Although these birdmen were not very intelligent, they were also considered living beings. If he could save tens of millions of them, perhaps he could bring some vitality to this world, gain the favor of heaven, and enhance the foundation of this world.

Zhang Song pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly. The bird people were warlike by nature, stupid and ignorant. Even if they really became the citizens of this world, the advantages would outweigh the disadvantages and there would not be much benefit.

Zhang Song calculated and didn't feel any danger, so he didn't care.

These birdmen were left for Cao Ben and his men to practice with. The ghost soldiers and generals had been preparing for such a long time, it was time to bring them out and see what the results were.

Zhang Song then came to the new imperial city of Minghua Prefecture. It was obvious that Wu Jing was not very satisfied with it. Construction was underway everywhere and it was constantly expanding, with the intention of surpassing the imperial capital.

Not being able to join the Hongjun World was a thorn in his heart. What's more, not only did he have his ancestor Wu Tianxing above him, but he also had the Master of the First Martial Arts Sect who would come and give him orders from time to time.

Feeling the aura released by Zhang Song, Gao Yu hurriedly came out and shouted: Greetings to the Master of the First Martial Arts Sect.

Zhang Song felt Wu Jing's frustrated expression and narrowed his eyes. Gao Yu, who was hunched beside him, felt helpless. Not to mention the master, even a True Lord could easily sense the mentality of a friend.

Not crushing him to death with just one finger was already enough to give face to the Wu family.

Zhang Song went straight to the side hall and sat down. Gao Yu personally brewed tea and brought it to him with both hands.

After asking about the recent population migration of the people, he nodded slightly in his heart. He had to admit that the people in this world were still very obedient. They continued to endure natural disasters and man-made calamities. Some time ago, there were even four ghost gates standing in the four corners, with ghosts and spirits constantly appearing, and many villages had suffered disasters.

Zhang Song planned to establish an academy, not on a whim, but because the core of this world is gradually becoming dominated by martial arts, and the laws of immortality will gradually disappear, so he must cultivate some strong people for this world.

Gao Yu thought that Zhang Song was going to found a new sect and pass down the Taoist tradition, so he readily agreed and even immediately expressed his willingness to be the first to sign up and take full responsibility for the process.

The college will initially recruit 3000 students, plus teachers, miscellaneous staff, etc., with a total staff size of approximately people.

Zhang Song set requirements for age and realm. It can be said that the requirements for the first batch of students will not be very strict, but there will be an assessment every year, and those who fail the assessment for three years will be expelled.

Such a request is not excessive, and with such a small population, it can only be considered a small sect.

Gao Yu suddenly had an idea, raised his head and said softly: "Master, I know of a ready-made sect, located only 600 miles away from Minghua Prefecture, surrounded by mountains and close to water, and the main peak is more than 300 meters higher than Taiping Mountain.

This used to be the Xingwu Sect, but later there was an internal conflict within the sect and it was split into three sects. Over the years they have been constantly attacking each other and all of them have been severely damaged. Now the three sects are looking to become one again.

"Master, if you need me, I can tidy this place up in advance."

In Gao Yu's eyes, there was no sect at the Divine Lord level, and even at the True Lord level there was only one person who was so old that he couldn't be any older. Such a force was really not worthy of occupying such a good place.

Zhang Song nodded in agreement without even thinking. He had never heard of the Xingwu Sect, so it was definitely not a force at the level of a Divine Lord.

Also, please help me select twenty martial arts masters who are at the Spirit Transformation Realm. There is no age limit as long as they can teach me martial arts. Also, select twenty Confucian scholars to be responsible for teaching Confucian literature and the like.

Although Gao Yu didn't understand what the Taoist master Shiwu's sect was like, he kept it firmly in mind, thinking about how to do this beautifully to satisfy the Taoist master.

Zhang Song has already made up his mind. The academy will be divided into two colleges, civil and military. The civil college will be headed by Yue Niang, and the military college will be headed by Qing Ying.

Martial arts will be the main inheritance of this world in the future. With the presence of his master Ku Wudao, the spirit of martial arts and the rhythm of Taoism will affect the changes in the world all the time.

After returning to the Immortal Palace, he began to condense and consolidate the Four Seasons Dao Fruit.

Although the Way of Four Seasons is not as good as the Way of Martial Arts, its foundation is so strong that it allows him to step directly into the door of the Avenue of Time.

Now he is a real Taoist master of the second realm.

The next goal is to condense the Thunder and Lightning Dao Fruit. This requires careful preparation, as too many powerful people have left their marks in it.

If one wants to condense the Dao Fruit, there will probably be some fighting, and no one wants to see another fisherman in their fish pond.

As time passed, Zhu Ye was completely broken into pieces and reborn. All her foundation was directly melted away. Her determination was too great, and she couldn't practice even if she became an ordinary woman.

Zhang Song thought about it and continued to add immortal energy to it. Compared with the violent chaotic energy, immortal energy was more nourishing. Although there would be some limitations in the future, as long as he was here, there would always be more solutions than problems.

"Husband!" Zhu Ye threw herself into his arms.

Zhang Song patted her back gently, knowing that she was under great pressure and had endured a lot. The image she had appeared in was too horrifying.

"Congratulations." Zhang Song had a happy and blessing smile on his face.