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“Hate ~ ~, that is, don't turn back, fall into a ghost forever, also have vengeance!” A fierce roar was made in the black spirit, and at the same time its body size grew like a blowing balloon, and from the outset the ping-pong ball rose fast to just over half a person.

If you look closely at his face, you can see the sign of the ‘altar master' who died in Song Shu's sailor. However, there are only five similarities to the ‘altar master’.

This is clearly the spirit of resentment formed by the curse of Song Shuhang before the death of the 'altar master'. It's just that Song Shuhang broke it once by himself and swallowed it several times by Kyung Ba Dou, but the curse hasn't disappeared?

This time Kyung Ba Dou, not next to Song Shuhang. Song Shuhang, for reasons of excessive mental energy consumption, could not even maintain his mental skills‘ vigilance ’.

The cursed grudge slowly formed again, it grinned, stretched out sharp ghost claws, and grabbed it hard towards Song Shuhang's throat. Under this claw, Song Shuhang's throat must leave five blood holes.

Just as the sharp paw tip was about to stab Song Shuhang, a clean white spirit was burst out of Song Shuhang's heart - the Golden Shield Linghost of the contract with Song Shuhang.

White spirits are only as big as fists, and black grudges are half the size by now.

But spiritual ghosts are not afraid at all. He opened his mouth and sucked hard at the grudges.

A strange scene happened, the spiritual ghost absorbed water like a long whale, and its mouth was like that of a purple gourd that ‘would put man in it’, swallowing the black grudge directly!

“Hiccup ~” The spiritual ghost hit a full hiccup satisfactorily, even the body size increased a little. Then, it hit a debt and retracted back into Song Shuhang's heart.

Song Shuhang in his sleep smashed his mouth and felt like he had a wonderful dream... he turned around and continued his beautiful sleep.

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It was a beautiful dream.

This time, in the dream, Song Shuhang became an ancient man again.

He had an innocent childhood with loving parents. But when he was six years old, he had a strange illness and the stones were insensitive. His father took him everywhere for medical attention, but his strange illness never recovered.

Eventually, his parents sent him into a dilapidated view of the road, dozens of miles from home, where he was taken in by a mayor of a fiery red robe.

The mayor of this fiery red robe is not an ordinary man, but a fairy man. Song Shuhang in his dreams began to live with him. He drank some bitter medicine every day and followed the Taoist mayor in some strange boxing techniques every day.

Two years later, his condition was restored, and he gained a little power that did not belong to mortals.

Then, two years and three months later, the mayor of the fire red robe came with Song Shuhang in his dreams under a giant tree that shrugged into the clouds.

“There is a fate between you and me. Watch!" The mayor of the red robe smiled softly, and then he stood under the giant tree, folding a branch and starting to perform in place.

What kind of trick is taught in the mouth?

That should be regarded as an extinct sword technique, but Song Shuhang doesn't understand it.

Because as the Taoist mayor carries out swordsmanship, the Taoist figure becomes more and more blurred, and often skips a passage... and the taught tactics or kung fu, more in another language, in Song Shuhang sounds like a chicken and duck speaking.

But ‘he’ in the dream seemed to see clearly, listening as if he were drunk.

After the mayor's presentation of the red robe, he smiled softly: "How much have you written down? ”

“90%.” ‘He' replied honestly in his dream.

“Well, that's 90% enough for you to gather a golden dan on the avenue. Future evolution depends on your own efforts.” Taoist Daoist smiled and gently caressed ‘his’ head in his dreams.

The ‘he’ in the dream smiled shyly and felt in secret - the mayor seemed to say goodbye to him?

Dao Qiaoqiao caressed his head and squatted in front of him, trying to say something to him.

Suddenly Daoist questioned ‘him’ in his dreams.

Song Shuhang can sense that Taoist Taoist Taoist's gaze, like the universe, seemed to pass through the ‘he’ of dreams, directly through countless space-time and years, and stared at Song Shuhang itself behind the ‘he’ of dreams!

Song Shuhang felt cold, as if his whole body had been seen through!

“So that's funny! Interesting!” Taoist Daoist laughed.

Then the mayor stood up again and picked up the branch.

Then, in the long mouth of Akatsuko Dao, he changed his language and began to speak a message of merit again.

‘He’ in this dream is completely incomprehensible because it is not a language he is familiar with and he has never heard of it.

But... Song Shuhang understood!

“When the pavement entered the pavement, it was based on a set of ‘flame knives’ found everywhere in the monastic world, which was the very foundation of pavement repair. And now, Channel will teach you my ‘Flame Knife’. Though it's just a common knife that can be found everywhere, I hope you don't take it personally. ”

Song Shuhang has a delusion - at this time the Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist of the Fire Red Taoist Robe does not speak to the 'he’ in the dream, but directly talks to him through the ‘he’ in the dream!

“Time is limited and the tunnel demonstrates it to you once.” The branches continued to be waved in the hands of Taoist mayor Akashi, with the branches as knives, and the wrists flipped between them, waving a knife.

At that moment, Song Shuhang felt the heavens and the earth burn.

There seems to be an infinite flame on the branches of the mayor's hand, which will not burn or extinguish!

Knife down, flames cover the world, the world flourishes, all burn out in flames! Even the sky above is burned by the fire clouds.

No knife tricks, no knife tricks, some are just the knife intent of this knife! This knife is a set of knives!

When Song Shuhang faced this knife, he felt that his whole person was hot and hot, his mouth was dry and his blood was dry!

But there's a lot of awareness.

Dao Qiaozi could not see Song Shuhang, but it seemed as if he already knew that Song Shuhang had understood a lot. He laughed, reached out and threw, and the branches in his hand turned to ashes.

Moreover, the great tree behind him disappeared into ashes.

The ‘he’ in the dream stared.

The mayor of the fire red robe whistled gently, stepped steadily into the sky without any external force, crossed the sky in vain, walked up high, and eventually disappeared.

The ‘he’ in the dream knelt respectfully and kowtowed three heads honestly.

And then… the picture in the dream changed, not knowing how many years later.

The ‘he' of his dreams had grown up, at a time when he was carrying a blue dagger and dressed in the same style of robe as the Mayor of Akatsuko, but he changed the colour to blue.

Brother of the green robe, scattered, Li Tianpu!

So far, Song Shuhang opened his eyes... heaven, it's dawn.

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It's 6: 03 a.m. Tuesday, July 2, clear.

Song Shuhang sat up from the bed.

“Is it a dream?” In the talking room, he found himself wet and sweaty!

“It's not a dream… So, is it the ‘memory’ of Li Tianpu?” Because of a similar memory, Song Shuhang immediately realized it.

The Li Tianpu must have been the one who blew up two pieces of equipment while he was in Deed Ling Ghost?

Because when Senior Bai asked about the bulk name, Song Shuhang heard the answer ‘bulk repair, Li Tianxu’.

It's just, why does this distracted memory of Li Tianpu appear in his mind?

Is that a ghost? The spirit ghost seemed to absorb some of the energy of Li Tian's plasticized path and mutated, and then when the spirit ghost synchronized with him, he let him 'see’ this memory?

While thinking about it, Song Shuhang bowed his head and saw the ring on his finger - the bronze ring.

Exactly one or two of the items left behind by Li Tianxue.

“Is this ring not because of ghosts, but because the ring retains the thoughts of its former owner? That's why I had that dream?” Song Shuhang added.

When I think of that dream, Song Shuhang's deepest memory was the flame knife taught by the ‘red roller'.

Akatsuko said it was just a 'flame knife technique’ found everywhere in the monastic world.

But when the red roller chops out a flame knife, the feeling that the bear burns everything's indelible fire, even the sky, is really just a normal 'flame knife method’?

This is like burning a dagger!

Suddenly, Song Shuhang's entire body moved with stupidity. Akatsuko taught this technique of "Flame Knife." Why don't you try it and see if it's "Dream"? Or Li Tianxuan's "memory"?

Song Shuhang Fei quickly ran to the safe, opened it, and took out the magic knife obtained from the ‘Moon Knife Sect' Zongheqian Army.

The name of the knife is crushed, the knife is three feet and three feet long, it is incredibly hard, and it seems to have undergone some more magical changes after the burning of the heavenly fire.

With the knife, Song Shuhang ran to the top of the fifth floor again.

He didn't dare mess around in the room because of the 'Samsung Fire Fan’ forecaster.

“Try it, no one will see it anyway. Just think of yourself as daydreaming.” Song Shuhang took a deep breath and remembered what it looked like when the red roller applied the ‘Flame Knife’.

He similarly spins the knife, his heart, his eyes and blood burst, and then he chops it out...

Pounding, cool posture!

However, no flames emerged.

Don't say it's a flame, not even a Mars.

“Ha ha.” Song Shuhang laughed dry.

Are you... not awake?

Or does this "Flame Knife" thing take hard work to master?

“Anyway, I'm free every day, so why don't I take some time out every day and practice this flame knife once in a while.” Song Shuhang decided.

It would be a terrible thing to cut out a blaze and flicker like Taoist mayor.

“Don't think too much, practice first. I have a serious class to attend these days.” Song Shuhang moved his lower muscles.

Then, put the knife ‘crushing’ aside, start practicing the Vajra Basic Fist Law, then use the True Me Meditation Scripture to guide Qi Blood into the third trick ‘nose trick’.

The third trick is harder than opening the eye. It would take two years, to say the least, if external forces were not available.