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“Life is precious, don't think about dying so easily, trust me... after all, I have died so many times, more experienced than you.” Song Shuhang patted red eyes gently: “You practice well these days, I'll come back to see you in a few days. ”

Wonderful, he can't be such a ‘life mentor’ after all, he is young himself. This kind of mental health counseling for adolescents should be left to more professional people.

Also... the inspiration and understanding coming from the body and the steel incarnation tonight will accumulate enough. By then, he'll be able to light two or three more little golden dans.

Next, he will be closed for about three days. During this time, he can no longer outwit the Numen.

“Yes, sir.” Red Eye nods hard: “I will practice well these days, and the next time Mr. comes to see me, I will definitely master 'basic boxing'. ”

“Well, once you've mastered 'basic boxing' and practiced with it, you'll be draining a lot of air and blood. Then you will eat more of the makeup… In a few days I will come back and bring you some quenching fluid and pneumoconiosis to assist in the training.” Song Shuhang said, his figure slowly disappeared and he left with Senior Akashi Sword.

Akami looked at Song Shuhang's disappearing position again for a long time.

Half a mile later.

He reached out and touched his chest, and all he had to do was recall the process of ‘sir' 's death, and his heart beat would accelerate.

“I may be sick.” Red-eyed thought half a day later, Dao.

Then, single-celled, he stopped thinking about this cumbersome problem.

Things that don't make sense, don't think.

His consciousness re-entered the ‘hegemonic system’ and his obsession with learning was impossible.

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Song Shuhang and Qingxiaojian seniors' sword spirit returned to Qinglong Cave.

The sword spirit of the red sword returns to the sword body.

Song Shuhang's Yuan God drifted to the side of Bai Senior's body again, and saw that Bai Senior's body slept properly, so he couldn't help but slide up - he wanted to experiment, can Yuan God directly implement the 'knife farming technique’?

Yuan Shen can even directly carry out the "Appraisal Secret" method, then the "knife art" should be fine?

He really doesn't have any other ideas, and there's nothing today that needs the help of Senior White -- purely curiosity, trying to do an experiment.

Just as Song Shuhang snuck out his palm, Senior White's eyes opened sharply, staring at Song Shuhang: “Want to try to feel the full power sealed and fall from 10,000 meters high? Or do you want to taste what it's like to be thrown in a super hot hell pot? ”

Song Shuhang quickly shook his head hard, he had fear of speed + fear of heights... and he belonged to the kind of person who didn't eat too much spicy, Tai Chi Hot Pot he didn't even eat the spicy side.

“Come on, what's the problem this time?” Senior White sighed separately and asked.

Song Shuhang thought about it for half a day and couldn't think of a reason. He had to honestly reply: “Actually... I was just curious, so I wanted to do an experiment to see if the Numen could do it, hahahahaha. ”

Senior White: “…”

Why did Song Shuhang go from being a simple college student to being like this in just a few months? In the end, what happened in the last few months?

Senior White feels that Song Shuhang may need treatment.

The next moment, Song Shuhang suddenly felt his Numen uncontrolled - he felt as if he had been stuffed in a laundry cartridge and spinning wildly.

When this rotation stopped, he found himself caught in the palm of his hand by a giant pair of hands. Originally a Numen in a human state, it was rubbed into a ball.

“Huh? The Numen still have this form?” Song Shuhang was surprised.

He was not surprised that his Numen were rubbed into balls, but surprised that they could be rubbed into small balls.

Song Shuhang felt thrown into a bell magic apparatus again.

“Silent bell, an interesting Taoist magician.” Predecessor Bai was separated and preached: “When it rocked violently, it made no sound at all. Because all voices converge in the bell. This is a method to quench the mind of the monk. It can allow some Daoists with more inner drama and more jumping minds to grind their hearts and enter the boundaries of the ancient well. This allows them to move faster into the 'closed practice' state. Just right for you. ”

“Shake, give me a hard shake. Don't stop until I tell you to!” Senior White gave instructions to this bell.

The silent bell faithfully executed the master's command and sank wildly.

When the bell shakes, no sound comes out.

However, Song Shuhang, rubbed into a ball and stuffed in the bell, only felt a stinging ringtone in his ear.

This sound is extremely magical and will automatically combine Song Shuhang's most unbearable tones.

For example, when Song Shuhang college entrance exam, the mobile phone singing forced to wake up every day...

For example, when he was in elementary school, the electronic alarm clock that woke him every morning dripped...

For example, Song Shuhang now hears Heart beat accelerating Heaven Robbery Thunder.

These voices are refreshing and magical.

Moreover, the ringtone acts directly on the consciousness and cannot be shielded.

If Song Shuhang hadn't been rubbed into a ball now, he would have knelt on the bell wall and grabbed the wall with his hands.

In the depths of these exhilarating and magical voices, four calm voices read the Taoist treasure book without slowness.

Teenage girls' voices, teenagers' voices, steady adult men's voices, old people's bright voices...

The sound of these four channels slowly missed the Taoist Treasure Book, slowly stabilizing Song Shuhang's mood.

Song Shuhang hastily cooperated with his mind to converge, and took the opportunity to breathe into the state.

Once in the state, those stinging tones still keep echoing in my mind, but the impact on Song Shuhang is getting smaller.

[I am a man whose heart and will are as strong as iron.

Song Shuhang's Yuan God gradually recovered from the spherical shape. His Yuan Shen Pan Leg sat down and entered the fixed state.

A moment later.

The bell stopped ringing.

“What, Senior White gave up so soon?” Song Shuhang said secretly in his heart.

Then, as he looked up, the light inside the Red Dragon Cave was a little dim.

I remember I came back earlier today. It was still daytime, wasn't it?

“Half a day has passed and it's late at night, your mood's about to change, isn't it?” The voice of Senior Red Sword rang.

Song Shuhang: “! ”

It's been half a day? He's in the bell, it just feels like a moment.

Is that what it feels like to be in a cave a day, a thousand years outside?

Song Shuhangyuan God grabbed his head and returned to the split body.

The next moment, he felt the ‘dot eye' inspired by the iron and steel body, a sigh of breath erupted.

His consciousness entered the 'Little Golden Dan Space’.

The first Little Golden Dan ‘remains a holy city that will never fall’; the sixth Little Golden Dan ‘mechanical core reactor’, while sparkling, waiting for a little eye.

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