The betting ceremony is over.
The huge 'racetrack' begins to recover.
At the same time, a glass bottle appeared in Song Shuhang's hand, about the size of a canned drink, filled with light blue liquid.
This is 'Heavenly Eye Drops', a precious treasure.
If it were thrown into the cultivation world, it would definitely make the monks snatch their heads. The magic weapon with the spirit and the magic weapon without the spirit are two concepts. No matter what it is, as long as it is injected into the soul, it will become different.
Song Shuhang raised the glass bottle and stared at the 'eye drops' in it. I wonder if it was an illusion. He seemed to sense a weak law from these 'eye drops'
The law is something that the eighth-grade Xuansheng dreams of. If the eighth-rank Xuansheng wants to be promoted to the ninth-rank robbery realm, he needs to go through three unavoidable stages: the law of contact, the law of adaptation, and the law of integration.
This process is very long. To complete these three stages, the time consumed is measured in units of '10,000 years'.
Especially at the stage of 'Contact Law', the Eighth Stage Profound Sage needs to comprehend the law by himself. Starting from scratch, creating something out of nothing, is the most difficult.
But if you can 'experience the law' in advance at the stage of the eighth-grade Xuansheng, even a little touch can save the Xuansheng's thousands of years and tens of thousands of years of hard work.
The newly promoted Xuansheng in the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group' was more fortunate. They had seen the law with the naked eye and almost went blind.
"If it really contains a weak 'law', then the value is simply incalculable." Song Shuhang secretly said in his heart.
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At this time, Xi Jingma trotted all the way to Song Shuhang's side.
It stretched out its right front hoof and aimed at Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang looked at it suspiciously: "???"
The show horse glared at Song Shuhang again and again, looked at the 'Heavenly Eye Drops' in Song Shuhang's hands, and held up his right front hoof.
"Oh, Senior Ma, do you want eye drops?" Song Shuhang guessed and asked. .
The performer nodded again and again—this kid, Shuhang, still has some comprehension ability.
"No problem, after all, this game was won thanks to the blessing of Senior Ma." Song Shuhang said boldly.
Then... He stretched out his left hand, opened Mengmeng's big eyes, and put a drop of eyedrops into his eyes while he was puzzled.
The showman blinked his eyes.
next moment.
"Ah ah~" The show jingma let out a wave of miserable screams.
It held its hoof high and swept Song Shuhang away with one hoof.
The power of this hoof was very terrifying. After Song Shuhang was swept away, he turned over a dozen somersaults in the air, and finally landed with a bang, smashing a pit on the ground.
The lady onion in her pocket showed sharp horns and said softly, "Shuhang Shuhang, let me translate it for you. This senior Ma is saying: Shuhang, you idiot, I want you to drop a little potion on my hoof. , I didn't let you drop it in my eyes."
I know, but I just can't help but want to drop it in the eye. Song Shuhang thought to himself, he calmly got up from the ground and patted his body.
The show horse wiped his eyes with his hoofs and squeezed out the 'Tiandao eye drops' again. Then he stared at the 'eye drops' and began to be in a daze - studying.
Three-eyed boy: "..."
At this point, the 'Shenma Racecourse' has been put away, and the race course and the other nine horses have returned to their original state and returned to the small box.
Only the rogue horse summoned by Xiao Ba Song has not recovered yet, maintaining the appearance of a dark horse and appearing in his small wooden door world.
It is certain that the deity of this big dark horse is very terrifying... at least not weaker than him, in order to maintain the form of a 'horse' in his small world.
However, among the heavenly realms of all dynasties, are there any who have proved the Dao with the body of a horse? The three-eyed boy pondered.
At this time, on the totem pole in the small world, the eyeball butler finally broke free from the pole.
It patted its body lightly, shaking off the black ashes.
Afterwards, it enthusiastically came to Song Shuhang's side and congratulated him: "Congratulations, Xuansheng Tyrant Song."
"Thank you." Lady Onion replied instead of Song Shuhang.
"Xuansheng Tyrannical Song, you can win this horse race, which is really expected. From the beginning of the game, I knew that Lucky Fairy has always stood by your side. It is completely different from some unlucky bastard who has lost more than 30 times in a row." Eyeballs The butler continued.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Three-eyed boy: "..."
After thinking for a while, Lady Onion said, "I've won awards."
"By the way, Xuansheng Tyrannical Song, are you still hiring a housekeeper? If you want to hire someone, do you want to consider me?" The eyeball housekeeper smiled and said: "I have long wanted to change jobs."
As soon as it finished speaking, Song Shuhang heard the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air... Then, a spear pierced the eyeball butler into a chill.
The three-eyed boy came over calmly, picked up the stringed eyeballs butler, and baked them on the fire beside him.
Seeing his skillful movements, Song Shuhang couldn't help feeling distressed for the senior Sanyan for a few seconds.
How many times did you have to be pierced by the eyeball butler, and how many times did you bake it to practice such a smooth movement
The eyes of the three-eyed boy on the forehead lightly glanced at Song Shuhang and said: "If you have time to pity me, you might as well pity yourself. Don't forget, the gambling ceremony has ended. The gambling funds are no longer frozen and have been returned to you."
Gambling funds are no longer frozen
Without hesitation, Song Shuhang frantically ran the "Gentleman's Journey" and rushed to the position of Senior Sanshen: "Senior Sanshen, can't the gambling money be thawed after I leave your small world?"
"Sorry, I don't have this service here." Senior Sanyan said happily.
In the rear, the fat ball boss trumpet has regained his mobility.
"Angry laughing at gambling money? Tyrant Song, you are the first person to treat me as gambling money. Even Bai Youyou didn't do this to me!" The fat ball boss Xiaohao was already extremely angry.
The trumpet body of the fat ball boss turned into a cut diamond, and the tip of the drill was aimed at Song Shuhang: "This cannon will penetrate your body, stand up and die for me!"
"Terrible, this hit is accompanied by the law of 'penetration of all things', which is designed to break all kinds of defense, body protection, and body quenching exercises." The three-eyed boy explained to Song Shuhang while roasting his eyeballs.
While speaking, Song Shuhang had already rushed to the side of Senior Three. The next moment, he activated the 'Smoke Immortal Body', turned into a fist-sized smoke, and hid behind the three-eye senior.
"If you want to use me as a shield, you are wrong." Senior Sanyan said calmly: "In this world, I am everywhere and nowhere. You see me here, but in fact I am not Not here. If this bombardment comes, it's like this."
Boom~~
The 'everything penetrates' shot of the fat big guy trumpet directly penetrated the body of the three-eye senior and slammed into Song Shuhang.
pop~
Fire is shining.
Song Shuhang's body exploded into a mass of flames.
Turned out to be a substitute.