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Song Shuhang is insomniac.

In fact, since his promotion to the Four Grades Realm, he has needed very little sleep, and will have no problem not sleeping for a few months. Dark circles at best, just like the original pharmacist.

Sleep is more of a habit for him. And while sleeping, he was silently running 'True Me Meditations’, not wasting time.

But that night, his eyes closed, his head was filled with "200 Things A Fairy Must Survive" various shameful postures, and the way he practiced this mysterious trick himself.

“Die, die, die.” Song Shuhang rubbed his face.

Why is this shameful memory so impressive?

Couldn't sleep, he had to silently practice ‘True Me Meditation’ and 'Thirty-three Beasts Innate Qi Gong' until dawn.

He climbed out of bed just as the sky was shining outside.

Song Shuhang touched out the paper and ‘Zen Pen' and began a new day of cultivation.

First, write an article entitled "Jongqi Quenching Body" to practice "Confucian King Kong Body". This "Confucian King Kong Body" has been used to the realm of 89 products. After all, it is the secret of the Confucian saints themselves.

Then there are all kinds of knives, body methods.

Then came a few little spells that Senior Bai taught him.

“By the way, I don't know much about spells. I haven't even learned the basic formations, though I've had four tastes. Blind the world of my four products.” Song Shuhang's secret passage.

Looks like there will be more bubbles in the "Jiuzhou No. 1 group" for some time to come, see which senior has the publishing task, reward the spell.

Or go on a strange adventure, gather some spells to practice, and teach your disciples well in the future, and have a better choice for dueling.

After a cultivation trip, Song Shuhang looked at the big turtle: “Senior turtle, it's morning, wake up. ”

Big turtle can't move, sleeping perfectly.

Never mind, wake him up later.

Let's see if Cai and Onion have recovered.

Song Shuhang opened the door, by chance, don't Xuexianqi carry a barrel of water, come a long way.

“Wake up?” Don't be snowy, she looks in a good mood.

“Good morning, Cindy.” Song Shuhang returned.

“Well, take a break, I'll make you some light breakfast... well, this breakfast is free. Next time you have good ingredients, like crocodile legs, whale body, and so on, I will definitely not miss your benefits.” Don't make Snow Fairy's eyes laugh into moon teeth.

Yesterday's ‘Eight Whale Feast’ was followed by another level of cooking. Feedback also raised her horizon.

In the middle of the conversation, Xianxi's lovely nose twitched and sniffed: “I smell excellent ingredients, Book Sailing Little Friend, have you found something good again? ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

Xianxi said it wasn't Senior Tortoise, right? Yesterday he had the urge to kill the tortoise and turn it into tortoise soup, but that was only a temporary urge.

“Cinderella, do you smell turtles?” Song Shuhang asked.

“Should be, intuition tells me it's a good complement.” Don't put down the bucket, "said Snow Fairy.“ Is it turtle ingredient? Do you want me to handle it for you? I'm telling you, I'm good with turtles and crustaceans. I've mastered one hundred and eight techniques just for the soup of Daimyo. Fresh soup, thick soup, medicine soup, whatever you want to do to make sure it tastes good. And I also have a special way to slice the tortoise into soft bread with a small amount of ingredients, a way to blend the tortoise perfectly into the bread. Last time I had a fairy feast, that dish was the highlight of a fairy feast. Smells and soft, tastes perfect, chewy, and countless older seniors ordered it from me afterwards. ”

Don't let Xuexianqi say Song Shuhang sipped... there was a moment when he really had the urge to sell Senior Turtle to Xuexianqi.

“Cough, don't snow seniors, but this time it's not ingredients. The demon pet of the northern seniors came to help me refine a flavor of Dan medicine.” Song Shuhang regretted it.

Don't, Xuexianqi winked after hearing that it was the evil spouse of the Great Northern Emperor: "Too bad. ”

“Yeah.” Song Shuhang agreed.

“I'll make you breakfast first.” Don't let Snow Fairy lift the bucket again.

Song Shuhang suddenly thought of something: “By the way, don't snow fairy, do you know something like 'Buddha's Handfruit’? ”

“Yes, this is a medicine that Buddha will cultivate. But this is not an ingredient, and it doesn't taste good, and I didn't consider including it in the dishes.” Don't be snowy.

Professional fairy cooks, whatever they say, cannot be separated from the 'taste' issue.

Song Shuhang: “Does Xianxi know where to buy this medicine? ”

“I remember there was a repair market in the next city, in a space beneath the Great Lakes. I'll give you the coordinates later, where you should be able to buy 'Buddha's Fruit’.” Don't answer that, Snow Fairy.

Song Shuhang: “Thank you seniors, besides... how much soul stone does Buddha fruit cost? ”

He borrowed the spirit stone of a space apparatus from Senior White, all taken away by 'selling anything' and replaced it with the crown of the day.

So now he has only a few pieces of spirit stone left on him. If the handkerchief is too expensive, he has to borrow some more money from Senior White.

“Remember, it won't be very expensive, the five-pint spirit stone can handle it.” Don't answer that, Snow Fairy.

Song Shuhangton relieved himself. Five pints of Lingshi still existed on him.

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At dawn, he first went to the next room to see Onion Mama and Cai.

The smell of the onion woman became more calm. Looks like she had no problem surviving the Heart Robbery. She could wake up at any time and get promoted to the third grade.

The little colors on the side are getting worse and worse, and the breath is confusing.

“Why don't you play a song for Little Lotus now?” Song Shuhang said softly.

“Wait a bit longer, she's at a critical juncture. It would be an opportunity for her to have a firm heart if she could make it through.” At this time, the voice of Senior White rang.

“I was somewhat worried about her, and Cai's will was not firm.” Song Shu Hangdao.

"My identities will keep an eye on them," said Senior White. If Lotus is in a really dangerous state, I'll try to play her a makeover song. Or bring your friends directly. ”

Song Shuhang nodded.

So it was Senior White who talked to him?

“Senior White, are you still resting?” Song Shuhang asked.

“The body is under cultivation and will be out for breakfast later.” Senior Bai replied.

“Xiaocai and Lady Onion are in trouble, I may have to go out later to find a repair market to buy some medicine.” Song Shuhang returned.

“Buy what?” Senior White's split asked.

Song Shuhang: “A kind of thing called ‘Buddha Handfruit’. Do you have a collection, Senior White? ”

“This stuff doesn't taste good, tastes terrible, and has a low grade, so I don't have it in my collection.” Senior White returned as one.

Song Shuhang: “After all, it is a medicine, good medicine bitter mouth, it is not tasty but normal. ”

Poor buddha fruit, despised twice a morning, all because of ‘bad taste and bad taste’.

Buddha Handfruit: I'm just a medicine, a medicine! Not snacks!

“Speaking of food… how many 'Tong Xuan Knife Yilianzi' have you converted?” Senior White asked separately.

Song Shuhang reached out and pulled out a small box from the bracelet space: “Not much has been converted lately, accumulating about 200 pieces. ”

“I'll take it, then. Come on.” Senior Bai separated the lotus seeds and took out a large box and gave it to Song Shuhang: “I'll give you some snacks too. ”

This big box is filled with meritorious plums, golden and brilliant.

“Thank you, Senior White.” Song Shuhang put it away - there were so many white seniors, he picked up one case after another, and now he almost gave it away when he saw someone.

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After leaving Xiaocai's room, Song Shuhang went to Su Shi 'a Room XVI to see it.

XVI is still practicing. Yesterday's ‘Eight Pieces of Whale Sacred Banquet' was very effective. She was preparing to gather one more sacred bone at a critical time.

There was also a defensive array around her, which reminded everyone not to disturb her first.

So Song Shuhang quietly left XVI's room, went back to the restaurant, and waited for Xuexianqi's breakfast.

After you eat, go to the market.

While waiting for breakfast, Song Shuhang contacted Prince Feng again to ask when he would arrive.

Prince Xuan Feng replied that he was still in Huangshan Zhenjun, and he had been helping Huangshan Zhenjun arrange the wedding arrangements for the beans for the past few days. Count the time, he'll be here around 2: 00 or 3: 00 in the afternoon.

As a result, there will be no conflict of time.

× × × × × × × × × × × × × × × × × × × ×

After breakfast.

Senior White and Su Shi A XVI are still practicing.

So Song Shuhang and the big sea turtle flew to the next city. Don't let Xuexianqi talk about the Great Lake Shuzhen Market Market.

Song Shuhang Festival broke the knife, invisible knife to accompany him.

“You're flying really slow.” The Great Turtle Spit Channel.

Song Shuhang: “I can't help it. After all, I only have four tastes. ”

I actually got slowed down by a turtle spitting trough...

Big Turtle: “You are the first water holy of the millennium. ”

Song Shuhang: “... If Senior Tortoise is too slow, will you fly with me? ”

“Hey hey hey.” Big turtle. Hey, smile. “You want to ride me? There's no door. Only my Lord, the Northern Great, can ride me. So unfortunately, I can't take you pretending to force you to fly. ”

Song Shuhang looked up to the sky.

He felt a little sore around his neck, which must have been caused by the recent excessive number of 'watches over the sky'.

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Around 8: 20, Song Shuhang arrived at the Great Lakes.

“Shujin Market is at the bottom of the lake, let's dive.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Big Turtle: “Don't be so troublesome. Although my master sealed the boundary, my space capabilities are still available. Look at me.”

The turtle opened a space passage and moved Song Shuhang and it directly to the Shufu City concentration at the bottom of the lake.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Senior Turtle, believe me, little fist hammer, you turtle shell!

Since the power of space transmission is still here, has it made me fly with you for so long?