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Chapter 1800: Endurance Throne
Senior Tortoise stretched out his forelimbs and gently patted the sad Song Shuhang: “Although I don't know why you're embarrassed, son, if you're sad, cry out. If you cry out, you'll feel better. Crying doesn't mean weakness, it's just an outburst of human emotion. There are even studies that show that people who cry live longer. ”
Song Shuhang looked up at Senior Tortoise - since he started studying Psychology, Senior Tortoise seemed to understand people's minds more and more. But, Senior Turtle, what are you going to do with the vial you pulled out?
“Though you are only a Six Pin Xuan Holy, your body is unique, you have been distinguished three times, and you have touched the Immortality Law head-on, but you have not died. Your tears should be valuable.” Senior Tortoise is a straight path - he wants to try the 'Sung Xuansheng tear mask'.
After all, under normal circumstances, Six Pint Brothers only have a dead end if they come into contact with the 'Immortality Rule'. Song Shuhang not only jumped alive, but even incorporated the 'Immortality Law' into his body, forming a pseudo-immortal low-mix smoke mode.
His tears, or many more or less‘ immortal ’scents, are sure to have an extra effect on beauty care.
Song Shuhang: “…”
He stacked three pamphlets together silently: "By the way, Senior Tortoise, what you call a friend of the Great Emperor... is that Song Wood? ”
The words in The Wonder Book of Divine Soldiers are Chinese. And the turtle's predecessors copied them in the ancient days of heaven. At that time, Chinese characters were not even born.
Song Shuhang has always had a lot of speculation about the identity of ‘Song Wood'. If the Chinese characters above are really Song Wood to teach tortoise seniors, then the speculation about Song Wood can be taken a step further. Passover? Consciousness projects into the past? Or cross the long river and cast your will into the future?
“Exactly, the guy who's gonna get in trouble.” Senior Turtle replied with a sip.
“It was him. So, does this loose throne have anything to do with him?” Song Shuhang speculated.
The guy who bet with Xiao Yao Xian, isn't that Song Wood?
“What is the Cash Throne? I don't know if it has anything to do with Song Wood or Turtles.” Senior Turtle didn't mean to cry when he saw Song Shuhang. Unfortunately, he took the vial back.
Chang Song Shuhang sighed: “Senior Tortoise, what is this" Magic Book of Divine Soldiers "about? ”
“Like its name, it was actually a magazine that documented some of the interesting magic tools of ancient heaven. I remember the original 'Thirty-three Beast Combiner' was also recorded on it.” Senior Tortoise said.
Song Shuhang turned to the first page of this book, The Wonder Book of Divine Soldiers.
[Emperor Chariot: A very interesting magic instrument. Although it currently has only 7 grades, it has a potential of more than 9 grades and is eligible for promotion to the Immortal Robbery Soldier. Most importantly, it's handsome, and Royal Boy flies like a unicycle, very cool.
Turn it over again.
[Code of Magnificence: Knowledge is power.
Turn it over again.
[Divine Action Bed: This is a magic instrument that has not yet been refined and is present in the concept. It flies slowly, but smoothly. Suitable for short trips without haste]
All of them are strange ‘god soldiers', the only thing they have in common is that they are more in line with the beauty of Song Wood.
In addition to the distorted font transcribed by Tortoise's predecessors, the end of each page is accompanied by an unbearable 'illustration’.
That's an even uglier illustration than toddler graffiti… also out of the hands of tortoise seniors.
In addition, when he saw the introduction of the 'Divine Battlebed', Song Shuhang suddenly remembered Yu Zozi's brother 'Liu Jianyi’. He seemed to have a large bed that could fly like this.
Song Shuhang flipped through three pamphlets quickly and couldn't cry: “What's the use of this Magic Book of Divine Soldiers? ”
“As I said, it's an interesting magazine booklet with a lot of fun. Besides, let me practice the transcript. What rare thing can it be?” Senior Tortoise said.
“Good pit.” Song Shuhang was heartbroken, three chances, three treasure chances changed this booklet - it's all money!
“But don't be sad.” Senior Turtle filmed Song Shuhang again: “This is an antique, and it is a nine-pint immortal-grade turtle fairy painting, you can take it as a family heirloom. ”
“I will.” Song Shuhang put away three booklets: “Contact the seller later to see if anyone is interested in it, maybe sell it for a big price. ”
“If you want to sell, I'll make you a few more copies.” Tortoise-chancellor Happy: “Then we'll pack and sell. ”
“Pleasant cooperation.” Song Shuhang searched on the ninth floor again: “Senior Turtle, look around to see if there are any useful treasures. The one with the bigger value? ”
“With the exception of the messy kung fu pamphlets, the treasures here are of similar value.” After turning 360 degrees, Tortoise's head suddenly pointed to a throne lane: “If you really don't have a choice, you can choose it. ”
Song Shuhang looked at it smoothly - it was a throne that gave people numb scalp when they glanced at it.
The throne is built from the skeleton of an unknown creature with twelve shady, pitch-black blades. Yet another gloomy spectre roamed the throne. Overall, it looks like, in that kind of western phantom game, the throne of the big dead BOSS, full of gloom and death.
But that's not the point, it's the position of the throne's buttocks, with a bone spur full of roots, and the longest bone spurs even have a finger's length.
Is this something to sit on?
How sour does it have to be for a man to sit on his ass?
Just looking at this throne feels a chill in the ass.
Only skull-shaped creatures can sit comfortably on this throne, right?
“Senior Turtle, what's so special about this throne? It's not meant to punish prisoners, is it?” Song Shuhang asked.
Senior Tortoise laughed: “As a monk, you have to change your appearance for human illness. In the Brotherhood, the longer strange treasures and magic instruments are, the more interesting the effects are. For example, this throne, whose name is" The Throne of Endurance, "has the effect of" Hanging Life. "Even those on the verge of death can hold their breath by placing him on the throne. Afterwards, as long as you provide enough energy, it can keep people dying for up to six months. Six months, enough people are looking for a lot of ways to save lives. ”
“Sounds like 'frozen human body'. But it's really good stuff.” After hearing its effects, Song Shuhang decided to choose it.
Song Shuhang opened the core world again: "Senior Chu, please help me again! ”
“Sorry, Song Xiaoyou. My hand hasn't grown yet and I don't have an arm to support you.” Lord Chukou threw up a bubble calmly.
Song Shuhang: “…”