Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy: I Want All The Spiritual Energy

White Snake was accompanying Mr. Qiu, and Lin Cang wasn't worried about him running away.

Although I have little need for sleep, even if I don't sleep for several days, it will not affect my mental state.

But Mr. Qiu is just an older ordinary person, and he has just suffered a lot of physical, psychological and spiritual trauma, so it is necessary for him to rest for a night.

At night, Lin Cang was lying on the bed, leaning against the headboard, with his cultivation resources beside him. Whenever everything he ate was digested and transformed into pure spiritual energy, Lin Cang would continue to eat.

While absorbing these cultivation resources, Lin Cang turned on his phone to see if there was any important news.

There are more than 30 friend requests on WeChat, and the avatars are all middle-aged and elderly people like lotus, mountains, rivers, and calligraphy. At first glance, they look like the aunts out there today.

There were also a few anime avatars, which should be applications from young people, but Lin Cang ignored them all.

Among the headlines, what topped the list today was a piece of news about monsters.

Several huge monsters appeared in the coastal areas. They were as big as a small mountain and so powerful that a hot weapon could barely scratch a layer of skin.

Several Innates fought, and they were able to push the monster back into the sea.

In addition, various monsters have appeared in many inland areas, some of which are as strong as those in coastal areas. The cumulative death toll is estimated to have exceeded 100,000.

Lin Cang remembered what White Snake and Yang Yi had told him about a nearby cave with a strong aura after they came back from outside last time. Could that be the monster lair in Innate Realm?

However, even if it is Innate Realm, Lin Cang is not worried.

After all, he is about to break through to the second level of Innate. An ordinary Innate, even if he is at the same level, has few opponents, not to mention that he is still a level higher than his opponent.

In addition, another interesting news is that the country is planning to list a grading sequence for superpower assessment.

The data comes from information on all registered superpowers across the country.

Although Lin Cang is not a person with superpowers, he is still curious about how high Zhou Yi's electromagnetic power ranks in the country.

After a night, at eight o'clock in the morning the next day, Lin Cang guessed that the old guy Qiu Yong must have woken up. After asking Zhou Yi to look after the house, Lin Cang went out and learned about weapon refining from this old guy early. .

As soon as Lin Cang opened the door, he saw a row of tents. Among them, an aunt with disheveled hair was sitting in the open opening of the tent, clasping her feet. Several large mosquito bites were faintly visible on her body.

Apparently, I had a very bad night's sleep.

Hearing the sound of Lin Cang opening the door, the aunt was a little dissatisfied: "Young man, you slept soundly in there at night."

The other woman behind him obviously knew that her safety depended on the young man in front of her, so she persuaded: "Okay, please stop arguing. They are busy. How can we protect us if we don't sleep well?"

One of the aunts even bared her teeth and looked at the woman in front of her with a bad expression: "By saying this at this time, do you want us all to die with you? Knowing that your son went to the Pacific and died, you There’s no need to harm people like this!”

After saying that, he showed a fawning smile to Lin Cang: "Young man, go and do your work. We promise to live here and won't disturb you."

What a bunch of cute idiots waiting to die.

Lin Cang sneered, ignored them, and came to the forging house he had just built. At this time, Mr. Qiu was eating inside.

Holding a bowl of rice soup is like drinking tea, sipping in small sips, the etiquette is very good.

The bruises on his body had not gone away, but he had regained his composure. Apparently, Mr. Qiu's Qi-nurturing Kung Fu was usually pretty good.

Of course, it was because of his softness now. Otherwise, if Mr. Qiu refused to cooperate, Lin Cang promised to give him another unforgettable lesson.

"Old guy, you make me look like an uncultured gangster who specializes in bullying the elderly!" Lin Cang cursed.

If you weren't, how could I be here?

Qiu Yong wanted to scold him angrily, but after calming down, he understood that a good man should not suffer immediate losses, but should keep the green hills intact and not be afraid of running out of firewood.

Although Lin Cang was not very sure that the other party would let him go after forcing him to teach him how to refine the weapon, there was still some hope, right?

"When does it start?" Qiu Yong gently put down the rice soup bowl and looked at Lin Cang calmly.

When Lin Cang saw the other party's deep look, he secretly reminded himself that old foxes like this were the most difficult to deal with, and they must not be left alive after the matter was over.

"Now that you are full, you can start now. However, I heard that the rules in your industry are very strict. Before formally teaching the skills, do you have to hold an apprenticeship ceremony?" Lin Cang asked curiously.

"Hmph, the apprenticeship ceremony requires inviting relatives and friends, announcing it to the world, offering incense and kneeling before you. How can it be as casual as playing house?"

Qiu Yong sneered. It would be easy for a rebel like Lin Cang to be kicked out. In the past, there was a high probability that the family would be cleared on the spot.