In fact, it is the same as Immortal Fairy Bie Xue.
Song Shuhang's outlook on life has also opened a new door since he came into contact with "The Recipe of Heaven's Tribulation".
Now, when he comes into contact with some weird things, he can't help but move closer to the topic of 'is it good to eat' - he can eat even the heavenly tribulation, so why can't he eat it
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After sending away the tyrannical broken sword, Song Shuhang quietly returned to the dormitory from the balcony, lying comfortably on the bed for a while.
"Bah!" At this moment, Lady Onion without Head suddenly jumped up from the bed and kicked Song Shuhang's face with her thin feet.
Song Shuhang glanced at her from the corner of his eye, indifferent.
Sometimes indifference hurts the most.
Lady Onion's little foot kicked Song Shuhang's face vigorously, and then... she squatted down in pain and let out a small pained cry.
Whether it is physical or psychological, Lady Onion is very hurt.
Song Shuhang asked through a voice transmission: Why can't you think about it all of a sudden? Kick me in the face
"Where did you send my green onion tips?" Lady Onion said, waving her small fists.
Huh? Did you find it? Song Shuhang was slightly taken aback, he avoided Lady Onion.
"It was Ranzhen Hamster who told me." Lady Cong was still angry, and she kicked Song Shuhang's face fiercely and lightly. She didn't dare to use too much force, it was her who was injured by too much force.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Hamster number this guy.
One day he will pierce its heart.
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Due to an accident near Jiangnan University, the three friends in the dormitory stayed in the dormitory tonight, playing games and chatting.
This long-lost ordinary chat scene made Song Shuhang relax both physically and mentally.
Ten p.m.
Liu Yao Qingwu appeared invisible and waved to Song Shuhang from the balcony.
After Song Shuhang sensed her, he excused himself to get up and went to the balcony to open the window.
Is something wrong? Evil has appeared? Song Shu asked softly.
Qing Wu shook the branches and said, "No, Xieli didn't show up. But it's ten o'clock, Gao Moumou and the others are going to bed."
Song Shuhang: "???"
He looked at the time.
It's exactly ten o'clock.
That's right, it's ten o'clock, a time when he and his dorm roommates used to be the most sober and happiest.
What a draconian timetable is this
"Early to bed and early to rise is good for your health," the tree demon Qingwu reminded—in addition, at this time, it was also the time for her to absorb the essence of moonlight.
So, every ten o'clock, she will release a special aroma to let the three roommates in the dormitory go to sleep earlier.
Song Shuhang turned to look at the three roommates: "..."
Going to bed early and getting up early is good for your health.
"Go." Song Shuhang nodded.
So, Qing Wu quietly entered the house and began to release the fragrance.
"Huh? Is it this time again?" Gao Moumou scratched his head, feeling sleepy.
In the past two months, the three of them had developed a good habit at some point—every ten o'clock, they would feel sleepy involuntarily. Sleep quality is very good.
Not long after, the three friends ended their affairs one after another.
Close the game, save the program, save the manuscript, yawn, wash and sleep.
The tree demon Qingwu swayed with satisfaction, waved the branch to Song Shuhang, and quietly left.
Song Shuhang returned to the dormitory and glanced at his bedside position—Headless Lady Onion was also asleep.
The dormitory suddenly quieted down.
Song Shuhang felt a little uncomfortable.
After a while, he got up and came to the edge of Gao Moumou's bed, stretched out his hand and touched Gao Moumou's head gently.
He has no hobby of touching people's heads.
The reason for this is that there is one important thing to verify.
After touching it for a long time...
"Wangtian, no, I don't know how to test it at all." Venerable Song of the seventh rank sighed.
As a seventh-rank Venerable, he doesn't even understand this trivial matter, and he has a guilty conscience.
"There is no other way, I have to use the big move." Song Shuhang's right fist glove opened the fingertips, revealing the fingertips.
Identify the secret activation.
price paid.
The cost of identifying Gao Moumou is really insignificant. There was a small scratch on Song Shuhang's finger... the kind that didn't even break the skin.
This shows that Gao Moumou is only worth so much.
At the same time, the identification results were fed back to his mind.
Gao Moumou, male, student of Jiangnan University, not a boy. Cultivation Qualification: Weak. Remark 1: The golden age of cultivation has been completely missed, Yuanyang has been leaked, and the cultivation qualification is weak. Remark 2: Unless you change your life against the sky, it will be difficult to break through the first-rank realm in your life.
Song Shuhang: "..."
That is to say, even if you give Gao a top-level exercise technique + resources, if you die, you will still be in the first-rank realm. The path of self-cultivation is very ruthless in this respect.
As for things like changing one's life against the sky, even the immortals can't do it. Unless... Heaven makes a move! Just like the white predecessor two used the authority of heaven and painted him the 'Golden Pill Dragon Pattern'.
But in today's Heaven's Way, it would be good if he didn't pinch to death his little squirrel, so how could he change his life for his friend against the sky
Song Shuhang withdrew his hand and went to Tu Bo and Li Yangde again, using the secret appraisal method to test their qualifications.
Lin Tubo, male, student of Jiangnan University, not a boy. Cultivation qualifications: poor and weak. Remarks: Same as above.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Tubo was even worse than Gao Moumou, and his cultivation aptitude was 'poor and weak'.
Li Yangde, male, student of Jiangnan University, not a boy. Cultivation Qualification: Moderately weak. Remarks: Same as above.
Song Shuhang: "..."
There are three roommates in a dormitory, and the poor, weak, and middle-weak are all taken up.
If there is another 'strong and weak', will the 'weak cultivation talent' be fully accounted for
Weak, weak, weak.
When thinking about this word over and over again, Song Shuhang suddenly realized that he did not recognize this weak word.
"What are you doing?" Fellow Daoist Stone Monument asked aloud.
"Check the roommates' cultivation talents. Although they missed the golden age of cultivation, I still hope that they will have cultivation talents, and then I can take them with me. After all, I am somewhat a venerable person now." Song Shuhang sighed. Said: "But, I can't take it."
Unless he has the authority of heaven, and then change their fate for them... even his parents and people he values.
At this stage, he is powerless.
"They have missed the golden age of cultivation, and they have no possibility of cultivation. I have seen so many practitioners from ancient times to the present, and those who have truly become great ones have started to practice since childhood. If you want to achieve something, it's just a dream." The stone tablet Taoist friend said.
Song Shuhang: "..."
"Stone Monument, Tyrannical Song only started to practice this year." The voice of the hamster demon sounded, and the voice was full of exhaustion - it was not the body that was tired, but the mind.
Fellow Taoist stone tablet: "!!!"
"Senior Bai reminded me before to give me time to arrange things in this world. I thought it was an easy task..." Song Shuhang said, opening the Jiuzhou No. 1 group and contacting Senior Huangshan.
"Shuhang, do you have anything to do with me?" Senior Huangshan replied.
Song Shuhang: "Senior Huangshan, I want to borrow a batch of 'trumpets' from you, about 30 of them will do."
He plans to use these more than 30 numbers to build three groups.
Then pull the three roommates into the group individually...
As for the result, it depends on the roommates' own good fortune.