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One day!

It’s just a short day!

He successfully performed the Spiritual Rain Technique, one of the two spells recorded in "Spiritual Plant Planting Techniques"!

Although the Spiritual Rain Technique is only an introductory spell for Ling Zhifu, it is very difficult to practice.

But for ordinary Ling Zhifu to practice this spell, it would take ten and a half months to perform it perfectly.

And yourself? It only took one day to perform.

Although the Spiritual Rain Technique he performed was only a palm-sized cloud, He Song was still surprised and delighted by this progress.

When my predecessor was practicing magic, he didn't have the same progress as he does now.

Could it be that because of time travel, his soul is stronger than that of his predecessor, so his progress in practicing spells has also improved?

A flash of speculation flashed through my mind.

He Song's gaze as he looked at the "Spiritual Plant Planting Techniques" in his hand also changed slightly at this moment.

If that's the case.

Then my future path to immortality will be much smoother than I imagined!

"Let's eat first. I will work hard to practice these two spells in the past few days. Once I have mastered them completely, I will go to Zhushanfang City to apply to become a spiritual cultivator."

"Only when you become a spiritual husband can you truly settle down."

Putting down the book in his hand, He Song turned around and went to cook.

Time flies, and twenty days pass quietly in the blink of an eye.

early morning.

The golden sunlight passed through the window and fell on He Song.

When his body became warm, He Song also opened his eyes in time.

"Spiritual Archery!"

A flash of light flashed in He Song's eyes. He kneaded the secrets between his fingers and cast a spell. The spiritual power in his body was mobilized. A bright light as thick as a chopstick soon appeared between He Song's fingers.

The spiritual light puffed out, like the light of a sword.

This is a spiritual arrow condensed from the spiritual power in He Song's body.

Moving according to his heart, He Song just moved his thoughts, and the spiritual arrows in his fingers shot out.

Like an earthly arrow, the spiritual light shot straight out from He Song's fingers. In almost the blink of an eye, it penetrated directly through the floor of the room and left a bottomless hole on the soil under the floor. pit.

Phew.

A slight sound came out, and He Song looked at the bottomless pit in front of him and secretly gasped.

This power.

I'm afraid it's comparable to a pistol, right?

If I hit someone, I'm afraid it would make a hole.

Moreover, after practicing the spiritual archery skill, it will not consume much spiritual power in the body. This spell is worthy of being used to repel insects in the fields and can be used repeatedly in a short period of time.

Although spiritual archery is less powerful than other spells, it is enough if it is only used to repel insects without having to fight.

After seeing the power of spiritual archery, He Song stood up with satisfaction.

now.

Twenty days have passed since He Song went into seclusion to practice the Spiritual Rain Technique and Spiritual Archery Technique.

During these twenty days, He Song originally thought that he could practice spells much faster than his predecessor.

But after twenty days of comparison, He Song finally had to confirm a fact.

The speed at which he practices spells is indeed much faster than his predecessor.

But it's not much faster.

Spiritual Rain Technique and Spiritual Archery Technique, for ordinary monks to perform any of the spells normally without losing their power, they need about half a month of practice.

The predecessor was probably also in this category.

However, now, it only takes twenty days for me to practice all these two spells to the point where I can cast them normally without losing their power.

After going back and forth, He Song found that his spell talent had indeed improved, but this improvement was considered normal.

"Maybe it's because I am a time traveler and I have absorbed the memory of my predecessor, so my soul is stronger than my predecessor."

He Song thought secretly in his heart.

A strong soul is indeed of great benefit to the practice of magic.

Even the traditional arts of cultivation will naturally be practiced faster than others after the soul is strong.

For example, alchemy, talisman making, weapon training, formations, etc.

These are people with strong souls and stronger perceptions who have an advantage.

But at this moment, He Song does not have the ability to practice these skills, so he can only guess in his mind and cannot put it into practice.

Had breakfast.

He Song took all his wealth and opened the door for the second time.

The morning sun brought a touch of warmth to He Song's body.

The houses built side by side like matchboxes in front of him made He Song feel slightly heavier.

But soon, the heaviness in He Song's heart disappeared a lot.

Clench your fists.

Sensing the Spiritual Arrow Technique and Spiritual Rain Technique that could be released at any time, a smile appeared on He Song's face.

There is no other reason to go out today.

Just to apply to be the spiritual husband of Zhushanfang City.

Once you become the spiritual husband of Zhushanfang City, you will become one of Zhushanfang City's own.

The change in identity will greatly improve He Song's safety in Zhushanfang City.

At least, as long as you don't deliberately offend others, basically no one will come to make things difficult for you.

Turning around and closing the door, He Song followed the memory of his predecessor and quickly chose a direction, heading towards the place in his memory where he applied to become Ling Zhifu.

Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.

When He Song came here following his memory, there was only an old man on duty in the pavilion.

At this moment, the old man on duty was holding a book and was reading it with gusto. When he saw someone coming, he put down the book.

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"Mr. Meng, this junior has learned the Spiritual Rain Technique and the Spiritual Archery Technique, and has read the "Spiritual Planting Techniques" familiarly. Today I have come to apply to become a Spiritual Planter."

He saluted respectfully towards the old man in front of him.

He Song calls himself a junior.

Meng Lao's name is Meng Guan, he is at the sixth level of Qi training, and he is one of the managers of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion under the rule of Zhushan Xianfang.

He is usually responsible for recruiting spiritual planters and distributing spiritual rice and golden bamboo seeds.

According to the memory of his predecessor, the "Spiritual Plant Planting Technique" on his predecessor came from him.

This path of spiritual cultivation was also given by Meng Guan.

Otherwise, there is no hope of obtaining the book "Spiritual Plant Planting Techniques" based on the previous level of Qi training.

"It's you. Yes, it's only been a month since you came here. It seems that you haven't been lazy in practicing magic. My efforts are not in vain."

After taking a serious look at He Song who was saluting respectfully, Meng Guan nodded slightly and gave a shout of approval.

But he soon changed the subject and spoke.

"Come here, show me the Spiritual Rain Technique and Spiritual Archery Technique with all your strength. If you pass the test, you will be the Spiritual Planter under the command of Master Lingyao from now on."

If you want to become a spiritual husband, you will naturally need to take the spiritual rain and spiritual archery exams.

Only when these two spells are mastered and can be used normally without losing their power can one become a spiritual cultivator.

The Spiritual Medicine Pavilion under the jurisdiction of Zhushan Xianfang is not a good hall, and there must be a threshold to enter it.

"Yes, senior."

He cupped his hands towards Meng Guan again, a light flashed in He Song's eyes, and he made a secret with his fingers.

Soon, a spiritual rain cloud that could cover several acres of spiritual fields condensed.

As the patter of spiritual rain fell, strands of spiritual energy were attracted, merged into the spiritual rain, and then soaked into the surface of the earth, finally permeating the soil.