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 [Inverted Troubles] in the second heaven represents the word "strength".
After the cultivation is completed, the inner demons turn into powerful blessings on the human body, doubling the strength and endurance of the person.
Qiu Ping roughly estimated that if he activated 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 faced Guitongzi now, he would definitely be able to withstand three...four moves in front of him!
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 the ore, silently absorbing the "gold energy" in the ore, and at the same time using 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: gold and water. These two powers can effectively strengthen Qiu Ping's foundation.
Since the last time he raised his Qi channels to 330 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.
This really makes Qiu Ping feel excited. Looking at Changning County, we can be regarded as top talents.
When 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 day, and his strength has increased rapidly. Now he can successfully survive ten moves at the hands of Ghost Boy.
This is welcome progress.
However, the peaceful days are about to be broken.
No, he was made into a young man by He Bo.
Because too many gods and shrimp soldiers and generals died in Abi Hell last time, there is now a serious shortage of manpower.
For more than a month, Changning County has been recruiting personnel to add some outstanding demon talents within its jurisdiction to the Shinto team.
Qiu Ping finally got an official position as a captain of Fenwu who was free of charge. 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 still held his nose and passed by.
In front of the Recruitment Office, countless spirits blocked the road. Various fish and shrimp heads were everywhere, and occasionally some rare clam spirits, snail spirits, etc. could be seen. The water was noisy.
Although it is said to be shrimp soldiers and crab generals to the outside world, this is just a general term. Almost all aquatic tribes can join the team of shrimp soldiers and crab generals.
Hearing that He Bo was recruiting people this time, and that he was recruiting a thousand people at once, all the powerful spirits from Fuhe came.
Who wouldn't want to live a good life with guaranteed harvests despite droughts and floods if they join the system and eat the royal grain?
"Stand still, don't be crooked, what do you look like?" A red-shell crab excitedly raised its large pliers and shouted loudly.
Qiu Ping came to recruit troops and wanted to bring some people to help, but Qiu Yi, Qiu Er, and Qiu San's IQs were really impressive. After walking around, the smartest one turned out to be this red-shell crab.
There is no other choice but to choose the general among the short ones.
Crab Roe'er held his head high, sweeping away the cowardly air of being bullied in the old well, and his face was filled with pride.
"Next, go in."
He shouted at the top of his lungs, and a shriveled little yellow croaker walked into the recruiting office's room with two long legs.
"Name, age, birthplace, ah, race." Qiu Ping weakly held his chin with his hand and looked at the person in front of him. The old turtle beside him was drawing circles on the book with a brush.
"Gurgling."
Although this little yellow croaker successfully transformed into two legs, it did not refine its crossbones and could not speak. It spit out a bunch of bubbles when it opened its mouth.
"Next."
Qiu Ping waved his hand and let him go.
With this, you still want to join the team of shrimp soldiers and crab generals? Our Shinto is also at the threshold, okay?
Either he has good moral character and can fight, or he is handsome and can hold up the scene.
Otherwise, why would you collect it?
The old turtle on the side looked troubled. He used to be the river god of Chenjiaping, but now he serves as the marching bookkeeper, responsible for recording records for Qiu Ping.
He looked at the countless numbers on the book. It had been a long time, but not a single qualified person had been recruited.
You should come in a circle.
After a while, the curtain of the recruitment office opened, and an eel spirit walked in.
She should be walking on the demonic path. 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, this is nothing among the spirits.
"We don't accept banshee, next one." Qiu Ping just glanced at it and yawned.
Why isn't there an audition? Select all these messy monsters first, otherwise you won't have the time to do this.
"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.
"Um, we don't accept trans spirits, next one!"
A black line flashed across Qiu Ping's face, and his tone of driving people away became more determined.
"Next!"
"Next……"
Qiu Ping was almost asleep. The old turtle beside him wrote a thick pile, but only a few spirits were accepted.
"I'm telling you, according to this arrangement, even if you wait until the day after tomorrow, you may not get your turn. If the people in front are full, you will be in vain..." The red-shell crab quietly ran to the team. At the end, he whispered to the new spirits.
This group of fish monsters and shrimp monsters looked up at the team and felt that the crab was right.
what should I do then?
"I have a way to get you to the front of the queue... But, do you guys have money? I 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 no money. No.
After finally catching the opportunity, he certainly didn't want to miss it.
The little monsters looked at each other and dug into the layers of scales one by one. After a long time, they finally found some broken silver and miscellaneous shells, fish bones and other things.
Krabs only took one look at it, and his face was filled with contempt.
What kind of remote country is this? Are these country monsters so poor?
"Okay, okay, come with me." Seeing that these poor devils couldn't squeeze out any profit, Crab Roe packed up these scattered things, grabbed them with small pliers, and then led them These little monsters move forward.
The other monsters immediately stopped working. We had been waiting in line for a long time, and you just jumped in line.
"What are you shouting for? If you shout again, you will be disqualified." Crab Roe shouted, and immediately these monsters did not dare to shout.
If the people don't fight with the officials, this red-shell crab is from Hebo Yamen. If they really quarrel, they will suffer the consequences.
