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Surely, eye-catching beads are the standard for the big man.

Song Shuhang came to the three-eyed teenager before sailing - at the same time, he thought in his heart about the 'real illusion’.

As soon as Senior Three-Eyed spoke of the importance of the ‘real illusion', he immediately thought of Lord Chu's ‘Bishui Pavilion’.

Lord Chu's Bishui Pavilion is so real that even a monk can't see the truth.

One of them, one tree at a time, one thing at a time, is as if there really was life.

For hundreds of millions of years, Lord Chu has maintained the form of "Bishui Pavilion", and her "Bishui Pavilion" seems to have exceeded the limits of "real fantasy".

Subsequently, Song Shuhang thought of the ancient heavens.

Some parts of the ancient heavens are also ‘real visions’!

In the beginning, survivors of ancient heavenly gardens went to seize Lord Chu's ‘Bishui Pavilion’, and wanted to use Bishui Pavilion as the foundation to stand up again.

“Good, relax.” Three Eyed Senior seriously said, he put his third pupil in his palm and pressed it against Song Shuhang's forehead. “Don't resist, accept the message I'm going to send you! ”

Is the mystery hidden in the real illusion in this third eye?

Three-eyed teenager's palms have been pressed against his forehead as he ponders.

This eye came into contact with Song Shuhang's skin, a feeling like electric shock, shock to the forehead.

My brain is trembling!

This pain instantly meets Song Shuhang's painful tolerability standard.

“Hiss ~” Song Shuhang sucked in the cooling air.

Cool.

This sore pain is so real, even though it is clearly not the body but the body of consciousness.

“It's going to hurt a little, just bear with it.” Three Eyed Senior Slow Trail.

[Senior, you should have warned me earlier.] Song Shuhang sighed.

“If I had warned you earlier, you would have instinctively guarded against ‘pain' and how could you relax?” Senior San-eye looked at Song Shuhang's expression and replied.

Subsequently, some research information about the ‘real illusion', from this third eye, poured into Song Shuhang's brain.

It is true that the results of the study are undoubtedly data.

Song Shuhang began to cooperate, try to relax and accept this information data.

The information is not passing fast, but it is forced infusion that causes pain.

[It would be great if my ‘fix' QR code chat developed the ability to convey information.] Song Shuhang's heart is hidden.

He felt that his QR code chat could be developed and perfected.

The 'fix' function, even pure energy can be transmitted remotely, and the transmission function of information and knowledge should be developed.

Now that he is in the Seven Distinguished Realm, he will definitely be able to develop more features and permissions once he continues to advance.

As he pondered, the corner of his eyes glanced at the housekeeper with the eyeballs next to him, his huge eyes constantly twitching, winking at him desperately.

Song Shuhang: “??? ”

Eyeball housekeeper, blinking hard, like throwing glamorous eyes.

What signal does it want from me?

No, it's probably Senior Three Eyes who wants to pit me! Song Shuhang understood.

But late.

Next moment.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” Song Shuhang screamed.

From the ‘eyes’ in the palm of the third eye senpai, suddenly there was a huge message, one breath into his mind.

The information seems to be strong current, strong penetration into the brain.

Brain marrow!

If the data from the previous study on 'real illusions' were 1KB, then this time the data stream was forced into the brain, pulled directly to 1TB size, more than a billion times the difference between the two.

This information is no longer ‘real illusion’ research data, but question data in countless languages, countless voices.

All are consultancy questions on 'cultivation’.

Practitioners from all walks of life, from all walks of life, from all walks of life, from all walks of life, ask a variety of questions.

The voices are male and female, old and young, thick and thin...

With such a big message stuck in my breath, Song Shuhang felt like his brain was about to blow up.

[These… are my ‘Xuan Sheng Lecture • Big Song Online Question Answer' session, Heaven's Question?] Song Shuhang immediately came to Ming Gong.

These are the reasons I planted them.

Cause, effect, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause, cause,

If you planted the 'cause’, you have to be prepared to swallow the ‘fruit’ ——BY: Jiuzhou No. 1 group, Yu Soft Fairy.

Song Shuhang has always felt that Yoko Yu said it extremely well.

Everyone is an adult, they planted their own 'cause’, the resulting 'fruit’ is not going to escape.

…

This‘ fruit 'is too big.

There is now a pattern of repayment in instalments.

When you swallow fruit, how many times can you eat it?

So Song Shuhang shook his hand and shook: “Senior ~ ~ please slow ~ it's going to blow ~"

“Pain?” The three-eyed teenager asked, with a gentle voice like that of his neighbour's brother.

Song Shuhang shook his head - this huge amount of information breathed into his brain, yet another brand new pain for him, a painful way he had not yet adapted.

Plus, this painful level suddenly mentioned the limits of the explosion, leaving Song Shuhang with no buffer time to adapt.

--If the transmission speed of the information flow slows slightly, Song Shuhang is confident to gradually adapt to it.

“You're in pain.” The three-eyed teenager said softly: “Don't be afraid, though you are in pain... my pain is more on you! ”

The eyeball housekeeper covered his eyes with tentacles and couldn't bear to look directly at the image.

Meanwhile, its other tentacle moved the chair forward, stuffed it behind Song Shuhang, and sat him down.

“The pain you're going through is just one trillion of the pain I'm going through when you say it. Do you feel that? I was in so much pain that I couldn't get out of bed. In all these years, you were the first person to make me suffer so much.” Three Eyes Junior Happy: “So be proud, Junior Song. Keep your head up, you're the best! You deserve this glory and pride. ”

[This glory and pride, I don't want it yet?] Song Shuhang held the chair armrest tightly in his hands and even grabbed several finger marks on the armrest.

This chair is of good quality, seven stars and seven diamonds, so good.

“Take it easy, Junior Song. This is just the first wave of the 'Big Song Online Answer Info Flow'. I have prepared ten waves of information data for my little friend... this was originally my 'Seven Pints Game' project for my little friend, I didn't expect it to be useful in advance.” The three-eyed teenager laughed.

Song Shuhang double-eyed.

Nine waves.

Die, die, die.

“Hang on, Junior Song. As long as you can hold up to the tenth wave, this eye, it's yours.” Three Eyed Juvenile Gentle Judo.

The next nine waves of data flow, one wave more brutal than the other.

He bet Song will last up to the fourth wave!