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Chapter 1235: In this life, I will stand on the top of the sky

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Where did Senior Daozi get this palace from

The stench inside comes from ancient times, travels through time and space, and is full of the smell of time.

"What kind of palace is this?" Song Shuhang looked at this gorgeous palace and covered his nose.

As soon as the voice fell, his heart moved.

Is this the ancient heaven fragment

He has come into contact with many ancient heavenly fragments, so when he carefully observed the palace, he immediately sensed the breath of the ancient heavenly fragments from it.

Confucianism, fragments of ancient heaven, stench.

Isn't this the septic tank of the Beast God Ministry mentioned by True Monarch Henghuo

Daozi kept a smirk: "Well, I moved from Confucianism. They won't let me move the other pieces, only this one they let me move. This thing is so big, it took me a lot of energy to move it."

This is really the case, Song Shuhang twitched the corner of his mouth.

In addition, Daozi's strength is very strong. To know that Pavilion Master Chu's Bishui Pavilion requires the combined efforts of four beast cultivators, and they have to cooperate with the rune formation to transfer it. And Daozi was alone and could easily travel through time and space with such a huge palace.

This method seems to be no longer as simple as 'Jie Xian'.

Daozi, wouldn't he have already stepped out of his own way and become an immortal

"I borrowed the scripture first... I don't know when I can return it to you." Daozi patted Song Shuhang: "But I promise you, I will definitely return it to you intact!"

The last Confucian robbing immortal 'Liu Li Scholar' who promised me this, lost my ghost in the end. Song Shuhang complained in his heart.

At the same time, he remembered something. He raised his head and looked at Senior Daozi: "Senior, have you recovered?"

Daozi's behavior at this time seems crazy, but he is orderly. Has his madness recovered

"Hey hey hey." Daozi smirked: "Who knows?"

"Senior, what do you want to do by borrowing the scriptures?" Song Shuhang asked.

Daozi looked up, seemingly lost in thought.

After a long time, he clapped his palms: "I want to become the second saint."

"I want to stand on the ceiling."

"I want to be invincible in the world and suppress the whole world, just like a saint back then!"

"Then, I'm going to take revenge on the whole world, hehehehe."

After Daozi finished speaking, he ran around Song Shuhang like crazy, spinning, jumping, stopping suddenly, and sometimes performing straight up and falling.

It looks like he hasn't fully recovered from his madness.

After running for a while, he ran back to Song Shuhang's side again: "Little Daoist friend, do you want to become my disciple?"

Song Shuhang was dumbfounded.

"I want to train at least thirteen disciples of the Immortal Tribulation, just like the saint." Daozi said to himself: "I have confidence in this point. The last junior brother was actually the one who taught the arts on behalf of my teacher."

In other words, Daozi has the teaching level of the 'Master of Tribulation'.

To be honest, Song Shuhang was really moved.

Confucianism has always been the style of painting he admires, and he has a master-level teacher who teaches by hand, which is a great start for any cultivator.

However, before Song Shuhang could answer, Daozi suddenly shook his head again: "No, no. You are not suitable to be my disciple, you have no relationship with Confucianism, you are not suitable to be Confucianism."

Song Shuhang: o_o

"Goodbye~~" Daozi laughed and kicked hard into the void.

In the void, a door of space emerges.

Daozi stepped into the door of space and disappeared.

Song Shuhang looked at the huge, smelly palace in front of him, a little worried.

The palace was quietly suspended in mid-air.

How should he handle this thing

He can't put this thing directly into the core world, and the core world can't put such a big thing in one breath. The last time those Heavenly Court fragments were assisted by Senior White, and they were first shrunk and then put in.

But this time, no one can help him shrink the fragments of heaven.

Also, this stuff tastes a little big.

If it is put into the core world, will his core world be stained with stink

"Shut up~~" Behind her, Miss Shan, the branch minister, Master Turtle, and the other young disciples all had ugly expressions on their faces, and they kept retching.

The peculiar smell in the palace that passed through the years directly poured into their sensitive sense of smell. Even if they closed their breath, the odor seemed to penetrate their body from every pore.

This peculiar smell is simply poisonous from ancient times.

"Huh? So exaggerated?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.

He also smelled peculiar smell, a little stink, but it was still within the range he could bear.

Could it be that his 'liquefied' body is immune to odors

"Senior Tyrannical Song, we can't do it anymore." Shan covered her mouth and said, she felt that the peculiar smell poured into her mouth while she was speaking, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

"You guys stand back first, I'll go in and take a look." Song Shuhang said.

He jumped lightly and stepped onto the palace.

When he jumped up to the gate of the palace, a layer of enchantment unfolded to stop him.

However, the 'golden chain' on his body was slightly hot.

The enchantment 'determined' his identity, no longer blocked him, and allowed him to enter it.

Song Shuhang entered the palace.

Inside the palace, there is only one huge deep pit.

Inside the splendid shell, there is nothing but a dark pit. The contents inside have been cleaned up by Confucian magic.

It is also a piece of 'Ancient Heavenly Court Fragment', even if it is a septic tank, it is still a Heavenly Court Fragment.

When Confucianism preserves it, it is natural to clean up its contents.

However, even though there was nothing left in the palace, there was still an inexhaustible odor wafting from the palace.

This peculiar smell, even Confucianism can't solve it. No matter which type of purification spell is used, the peculiar smell will not go away, as if the smell has been completely integrated with the palace and become one.

Song Shuhang took off his gloves, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the palace wall.

In a dream last night, the Immortal Master of Ivory Trigrams had calculated for me, saying that what I was looking for was hidden in a filthy place that I could not imagine. A filthy place... Wasn't the septic tank of the Beast God Ministry a filthy place. Will the decoding secret I want be hidden here!

Come on, identify the secret law!

Tell me the truth.

88888 voices echoed in his mind, and golden runes came out from his eyes and fell on the palace.

At the cost of the injury and severe pain, the golden rune returned against the current, bringing back the appraisal result.

The septic tank of the gods of the ancient heavenly fragments, this is an important treasure of the ancient heavens. There are several beautiful fairy gardens, flower seas, elixir gardens, and fairy fruit forests in Heaven, all of which are indispensable for nutritional supplements here. Apart from dissolving the metabolic products of the large number of spirit beasts of the Beast God Department, there is nothing special about this place.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Gone? that's it

What about the good decoding secret? What about Song Mutou's secret hand? Come out to me.

Song Shuhang did not believe in evil, and vigorously urged the 'secret method of identification'.

Finally, there is new news about the identification technique.

As a price, a bigger wound suddenly appeared on his body, and he grimaced in pain. If it wasn't for his body in a liquefied state, he would already be spewing blood.

"If I continue to use this secret method of identification, sooner or later, I will become a jerk." Song Shuhang secretly said in his heart.

The new identification results appeared in his mind.

On the right hand position of the back door of this palace, on the third wall brick, there seems to be a relic left by someone.

That's it.

The secret hand left by Song Mutou can't be wrong.

Song Shuhang quickly ran to the back door of the palace. On the third wall brick on the right hand side, there was indeed an engraving left by someone.

But this thing is an ancient script, Song Shuhang doesn't know a word.

Song Shuhang turned his head and looked at the beauty of the meritorious snake... the Scarlet Firmament Sword in his belly.

At this time, it was time for Senior Akasaka Sword to appear.

Song Shuhang humbly asked for advice: "Senior Chixiaojian, what do these ancient words mean?"

"Hehe, when you don't need me, let me be swallowed by Fairy @#%x. When it's time for me, you want to ask me for help. Little friend Song Shuhang, you can't have such an attitude." Chi Xiaojian laughed and said.

Let me pierce your heart with all my strength, little friend Song Shuhang. Do you dare to ignore me in the future

Song Shuhang was dumbfounded.

"Senior Chi Xiaojian, do you want to come out and let the wind out? Then you can just say a word, I will let the beauty of the meritorious snake let you out." Song Shuhang said.

Then he gave orders to Snake Beauty.

The beauty of the meritorious snake turned her head sharply, turning her head away from Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang: "..."

The Snake Beauty looked back cautiously and glanced at Song Shuhang. Then she saw Song Shuhang's expressionless expression, and her face showed a tangled look.

After a while, she seemed to make an extremely heavy decision, she reached out and spit out the Akasaka sword. But she clutched the Akasaka Sword tightly and refused to hand it over.

"Senior Akasaka Sword, can you help us translate it now?" Song Shuhang asked.

"Well, it's better to come out than to stay in the stomach. Let me see what this sentence means." Chi Xiaojian looked at the ancient text above.

Then, it translated: "It says lying on it, a cesspit is so gorgeously built, is it great for you Confucians to have money? The cesspit should be built like a palace. It's dark inside, and you can't see anything. , I almost fell into the pit.—Mr. Mulan from Kong Kong Pirates Sect wishes everyone who came to squat in the pit to fall in and not be able to climb up. It seems that this was left by a master of Kong Kong Pirates. He He once sneaked into a cave of Confucianism and entered this palace. But obviously, he found nothing."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Empty thieves.

It must be the sect of the 'Yunwu Taoist' who was molested by Huangshan Zhenjun with his trumpet. Also, Young Master Tang, who wanted to climb into his room to steal things but was caught by Senior White, also belonged to this sect.

In addition, there is a master named Leng Yanjian in this sect who stole the statue of Senior White hundreds of years ago, and his outlook on life has been transformed.

"Members of this sect, be lucky." Song Shuhang said

Wait, what I want is not this kind of thing, what I want is the secret hand left by Song Mutou.