"Life is very precious, don't think about death easily, believe me... After all, I have died so many times, and I am more experienced than you." Song Shuhang patted Chi Tong lightly: "You have been practicing hard these days. I'll see you again in a few days."
Wangtian, he really can't play the role of 'life mentor', after all, he is still young. This kind of counseling for the mental health of teenagers should be left to more professional people to solve it.
In addition... the inspiration and understanding from the main body and the steel incarnation tonight will accumulate enough. At that time, he will be able to light another 2 to 3 small golden pills.
Next, he will go into retreat for about 3 days. During this period of time, he could no longer be out of the body with his primordial spirit.
"Yes, sir." Chi Tong nodded vigorously: "I will definitely practice hard in the past few days, and when Mr. comes to see me next time, I will definitely master the 'basic boxing technique'."
"Well, when you completely master the 'basic boxing' and practice with boxing formulas, you will consume a lot of energy and blood. At that time, you should eat more supplements... I will bring you some when I come back in a few days. Body quenching liquid and Qi and Blood Pill are used to assist in cultivation." Song Shuhang said, his figure slowly disappeared, and he left with Senior Chi Xiaojian.
Chi Tong looked at Song Shuhang's disappearing position again, and didn't move for a long time.
After half an hour.
He reached out and touched his chest, as long as he recalled the process of 'Mr.' death, his heartbeat would speed up.
"I may be sick." Chi Tong thought for a long time and said.
Then, the single-celled he no longer considers this cumbersome problem.
Don't think about things that don't make sense.
His consciousness re-entered the 'Scholarship System', and he was addicted to learning and could not extricate himself.
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Song Shuhang and the sword spirits of Senior Chi Xiaojian returned to Chilong Cave.
The sword spirit of Chixiaojian returned to the sword body.
Song Shuhang's Primordial Spirit floated to the side of Senior White's clone again. Seeing that Senior White's clone was sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but slip his hand - he wanted to experiment, could Primordial Spirit directly perform the 'saber raising technique'
Yuanshen can also perform the 'secret identification method' directly, so the 'knife raising technique' should be no problem, right
He really has no other ideas, and there is nothing to do today that needs the help of Senior White's clone - purely out of curiosity, want to do an experiment.
Just as Song Shuhang sneakily stretched out his palm, Senior White's avatar's eyes suddenly opened, staring at Song Shuhang: "Want to try the feeling of the whole body being sealed and falling from a height of 10,000 meters? Or do you want to try? Taste what it's like to be thrown in a super spicy hell hot pot?"
Song Shuhang hurriedly shook his head vigorously, he has a fear of speed + fear of heights... and he belongs to the type of person who doesn't eat too much spicy food.
"Tell me, what's the problem this time?" Senior White's clone sighed and asked.
Song Shuhang thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of a reason, so he had to answer honestly: "Actually... I'm just purely curious, so I want to do an experiment to see if Yuanshen can cast spells, hahahaha."
Senior White's clone: "..."
Why did Song Shuhang change from a simple college student to what he is now in just a few months? What the hell happened these months
Senior White's clone felt that Song Shuhang might need treatment.
The next moment, Song Shuhang suddenly felt that his primordial spirit was out of control - he felt as if he had been stuffed into the washing tub, spinning wildly.
When this rotation finally stopped, he found himself caught between the palms of a pair of giant hands. The Primordial Spirit, which was originally a humanoid, was crumpled into a ball at this time.
"Huh? Yuanshen still has this form?" Song Shuhang was surprised.
What surprised him was not that his Primordial Spirit was rolled into a ball, but that his Primordial Spirit could be rolled into a small ball.
While thinking about it, Song Shuhang felt that he was thrown into a bell magic weapon again.
"Silent bell, an interesting Taoist instrument." Senior White's clone said: "When it shakes violently, it does not make a single sound. Because all the sounds are contained within the bell. This is a A magic tool for tempering the cultivator's state of mind, can make some daoists who have more inner drama and more jumping thinking, temper their state of mind, and enter the realm of ancient wells and waves, so that they can enter the 'retreat practice' more quickly. State. Just right for you."
"Shake, shake it hard for me. If I didn't say stop, don't stop!" Senior White's clone gave the bell an instruction.
The silent bell faithfully carried out the master's order, and shook frantically.
When the bell rang, not a single sound came out.
But Song Shuhang, who was smashed into a ball and stuffed into the bell, could only feel a shrill ringing sound coming from his ears, and it was endless.
This sound is very magical, and it will automatically combine the most unbearable rhythm of Song Shuhang.
For example, when Song Shuhang was taking the college entrance examination, he was forced to get up every day to sing on his mobile phone...
For example, when he was in elementary school, the electronic alarm clock that woke him up early every morning was beeping...
Another example is Song Shuhang's heartbeat speeding up when he hears the thunder.
These sounds are both refreshing and magical.
Moreover, this ringtone acts directly on consciousness and cannot be blocked.
If Song Shuhang hadn't been smashed into a ball now, he would have been kneeling on the wall of the bell and grabbing the wall with his hands.
But in the depths of these refreshing and demonic voices, there are four calm voices reciting the Taoist Collection.
A girl's voice, a boy's voice, a calm adult man's voice, an old man's loud voice...
These four-channel voices slowly recited the Taoist collection, which made Song Shuhang's mood slowly calm down.
Song Shuhang quickly cooperated to restrain his mind, and took the opportunity to enter the state in one breath.
Once he entered the state, although those harsh rhythms still reverberated in his mind, their impact on Song Shuhang became less and less.
I am worthy of being a man with a heart and will as hard as iron.
Song Shuhang's primordial spirit gradually recovered from the spherical shape, his primordial spirit sat cross-legged and entered a state of meditation.
After a while.
The ringing of the bell stopped.
"Huh? Senior White gave up so soon?" Song Shuhang thought to himself.
Then, when he looked up, he found that the light in the 'Chilong Cave' was a little dim.
I remember that I came back earlier today. It was still daylight when I came back, right
"It's been half a day, it's already late at night, is your mood almost adjusted?" Senior Akasaka Sword's voice sounded.
Song Shuhang: "!"
It's been half a day? He was in the bell, and it felt like only a moment had passed.
Is this the feeling of 'one day in a hole, a thousand years in the outside world'
Song Shuhang Yuanshen scratched his head and returned to his body.
The next moment, he felt the 'finishing' inspiration from the steel avatar and the main body, and burst out in one breath.
His consciousness entered the 'Little Jindan Space'.
The first small golden pill 'is still a holy city that will never fall'; the sixth small golden pill "mechanical core reactor" is shining at the same time, waiting for the finishing touch.
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Thanks to Skye bobo for being the 122nd league in this book~~