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Song Shuhang himself did not notice the root of the lotus flower projection, which has been quietly rooted in the ash box of Confucian saints.

As soon as he got back, he had a lot to deal with.

The free return service of the Golden Master is excellent, and Song Shuhang's consciousness is accurately restored to its present Earth location. Meanwhile, the core world reconnects with him.

Song Shuhang's consciousness returned to the core small world.

I, Song Gu, am back again!

I don't know if the fat man's blood festival is over in the core world.

Song Shuhang's consciousness, the first time back to his head and the 'pseudo • real illusion’ area.

‘False • Real illusions’ have not dissipated.

Su Shi A XVI floated outside the illusion, Sister Bai Long wrapped her body around her, and her core assistant floated to the side.

Senior Turtle and Onion Girl are on the same side.

That is, this time staying in the Confucian saint's ash box should not be too long, not more than a day at most. After all, maintaining ‘false • real illusions’ in his current physical state would not last that long.

In addition to AXVI and Tortoise seniors, AXVI stands beside him and ‘sells everything to the big man'.

At this time, everything can be sold. The big man frowned and didn't do anything.

Song Shuhang's consciousness‘ looks’ toward AXVI's small hand.

The ‘bond' that Song Shuhang had given her in her hand was activated.

Turns out, no wonder the big man sells everything here. And everything sells to the boss who can get into the core world, which should be the 'core assistant' who gives him a temporary passage.

“I'll pay you two bonds.” Anything sells the big man's heart.

Su Shi A XVI shook her head gently.

Everything sells big men looking up at the sky.

“Four, at least four!” Song Shuhang's consciousness hastened to spread his thoughts.

Unfortunately, he's in a very strange state, and he can't even be seen by his core assistant. No one can ‘hear' the ‘thoughts’ he sends out.

Song Shuhang's consciousness was stuck.

Then he adjusted his posture and hit one end into the 'false • real illusion’.

Let's go back and get 'everything for sale, big guy’.

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Real visions.

Nine Fat Ball dominated arrays have been depleted. The ‘passage’ built by the fat man has been reduced to a hair size only.

That's good news.

Song Shuhang's consciousness‘ looks’ toward his body.

“My head!” There was great sorrow in his heart.

His head is in a state of withering at this point, like a sun-dried man, old as hell.

And his wooden body, similarly withered.

Song Shuhang's consciousness was reintroduced into his body.

A sensation of immense thirst has surfaced. He wants something to drink, whatever.

“Restored?” Little White made a sound.

“Water, water.” Song Shuhang trembled.

“This is the desert.” Little White Slow Trail.

[I didn't expect you to survive a blood sacrifice. You're tougher than I thought.] The voice of the Nine-Phantom Fat Ball master came.

Fatty's not gone yet!

[But death is just a matter of time.] The fat man's voice slowly disappeared: [The blood festival matrix digested, but the sequelae of the blood festival did not stop.

In the voice of the fat man, there is no sadness or joy.

His attention was diverted from Song Shuhang's body, then… to a more important place.

The results of the Blood Festival are out.

Fat ball masters have got the information they want.

That thick ‘passage’ of hair disappeared completely.

Those ‘blood ropes' wrapped around Song Shuhang burned in one breath.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

With this last bit of feedback from the Blood Festival, and information locks, the fat man forcibly puts his consciousness into a mysterious space.

Wherever the saint's ashes go with ‘immortal bones', there is nowhere to be shaped when it is ready!

Even if it is not in the space of 'all heaven and earth' and 'nine ghost worlds’, it cannot be stopped.

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Heavenly Dao boarding space.

The golden master still grabbed the saint's urn and was dragged flying.

“Is that an illusion?” The golden master muttered: “How do I feel this bone is hairy? ”

In the middle of the conversation, suddenly there was a foreign consciousness, forcibly breaking into the space, breaking into the edge of the saint's ash box and locking the immortal bones.

“[Chuckles] There's no escape, saint. Your calculations before you die, however perfect, but the plan is dead, if it doesn't work, it doesn't work.” This group of outsiders can actually make a sound - and this alone tells us that it is much more advanced than Song Shuhang.

“Knock you! Scared the shit out of me.” The golden master waved, clapping on the outside consciousness.

Conditional reflex.

This is completely conditional reflex, whoever it is, suddenly a bunch of things appeared around it, and tall lines were spoken, and instinct was normal to slap past.

Bang ~

The foreign consciousness was slapped apart.

At the same time, in the saint's ash box, the ‘hairs' on the bones swung out, stuck to the scattered consciousness and dragged them into the ash box.

On the saint's ash box, there were several ways to brighten up, and the box was quickly covered.

At the same time, there are several large locks on the box that completely seal the box.

The big locks in that row have shielded the breath and concealed the formation of the sky machine. These sprays create a faint fog that masks the urn.

When it was all done, the saint's ash box changed orbit and began a new journey, moving to the rest of the 'Heavenly Path boarding space'. So no one can lock it up again.

“Oh, my God, that's so tall.” The golden master gazed.

The saints are too abundant in protecting this bone.

Looking away at the urn, the golden master touched his bald head: “I'm afraid you won't be able to see the urn of the saints for a short time. ”

Go ahead, he bows his head again and looks at his golden hands: "Hey, I'm back. ”

Core little world.

Song Shuhang's ‘pseudo • real illusion’ disappeared.

People gang Song Shuhang, appeared in front of everyone.

“Book sailing!” Su's XVI hurried forward and held him.

Song Shuhang's mouth was open, but his mouth was too dry to make a sound.

He shook his hand out and shook up four fingers aimed at 'selling anything, big man’.

Anything can sell big man: “??? ”

Oh, right. Big Song wants back the ’Ancient Heaven' fragments, he took back the ‘Oriental Spring Palace' fragments from the Emperor.

“Four.” Core assistant voiced: “Lord Big Song means compensate for at least four bonds. ”

You can sell anything, boss: “…”

“Drink some water.” Su Shi A XVI took out the kettle and fed Song Shuhang several springs of water.

Song Shuhang soothed his breath and poured some water on his‘ wooden body ’.

Dry body, slowly starting to recover.

In his skull, a completely different ‘life' began to emerge from a cultivator under nine pints, moisturizing his head and moisturizing his wooden body as well.

It's a robbery of immortality.

Song Shuhang's true body survived the first and second robberies of "Nine Pint Heavenly Robberies", and a robbery of immortality was born in his body.

At present, his realm is not reached, and robbing Immortal Life Opportunity cannot give him ‘tens of millions of years of life'. However, robbing Xiansheng can give Song Shuhang more resilience and more resilience.

After a few breaths, Song Shuhang's head and body recovered as before, and even a few leaves grew on the wooden body.

“Alive.” Song Shuhang sighed comfortably.

“Want some more water?” Sioux XVI took out another kettle.

“No, I feel great right now.” Song Shuhang laughed. For the first time, drinking water is such a happy thing.

Smiling... suddenly his body dried up like it had been drained.

He can feel the skin starting to wrap around the bone, his lips cracking dry and his saliva not secreting.

The wooden body was even more miserable, and the body was split open, and the leaves that had just grown instantly withered yellow.

Song Shuhang: “??? ”

“Song ~ Dumb ~ Curse ~ Sequelae ~ Dumb ~” said the hint of the weakness of the chemical fairy.

It's the legacy of the fat man's blood sacrifice.

“Shit.” Song Shuhangsha muted.

Sister Bai Long stretched out her little claws and pressed him, brushing him several cures, purifying curses, and expelling bad effects of spells.

At one time, the light effect of the spell covered Song Shuhang.

After the spell, Song Shuhang recovered as if he had just finished drinking water.

But just like before.

After a few breaths, his skull withered again.

“This sequelae is superior.” Sister Bai Long retrieved her little paws.

Song Shuhang preached: “Can I save you again? ”

“If it was me in full bloom, there should be a way.” Sister Bai Long said.

Senior Tortoise warned: “Anything can be sold to Daoists. There should be useful props. ”

“Charge.” You can sell anything, boss, smile a little: “I have good props here, in terms of price, I promise not to raise prices. ”

Senior, you've changed. You've discounted me before.

“Discounts are unlikely to be discounted, and no price increase depends on your potential to have quality customers, which I would have liked to blacklist.” Anything can be sold, Big Boss said, give Song Shuhang the pieces of ‘Oriental Spring Palace' retrieved from Heavenly Emperor.

Thus, the heavenly court fragments of the Quartet Emperor are found in the Song Shu Navigator.

Complete ‘Temple of the East’ of the Great Northern Emperor.

The complete ‘Nanqiu Temple’ of the Southern Great Emperor.

Western Great Emperor's ‘Summer Palace' Piece.

And now Eastern Great Emperor's ‘Eastern Spring Palace' Piece.

There is a sense of satisfaction with the success of the 'card collection'.

“Want to buy it?” You can sell anything, Big Man. Ask.

Song Shuhang shook his hand - no money.

Meanwhile, he tried to start contacting Senior White TWO: [Senior White, Senior White.

The curse and sequelae of the Nine Phantoms, it is more appropriate to find the Nine Phantoms to solve.

[Book voyage, open the core world.] Senior Bai's familiar voice sounded in Song Shuhang's ear.

Song Shuhang's mind moved and the core world opened its mouth.

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A ‘one-time flying sword' stuck in front of him, Senior White pointed on the handle of the sword, handsome appearance.

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Chapter 2000, to be honest, I really didn't expect you to be with me for as long as chapter 2000, which is a very good feeling.

Because this chapter is 3K, the size has been a little long, and the flowers are celebrated.

Happy Father's Day!

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