"Only one last chance."
"I hope that the place where Miku disappears is the time where she is. Otherwise, if you miss it, next time you want to contact the time, I don't know it will be the year of the monkey."
Song Shuhang did not specialize in the avenue of time and longevity. Next time, he may have to wait for him to prove immortality or even transcendence before he has the opportunity to contact the long river of time.
After making a decision in his heart, Song Shuhang's mind moved, and he first followed Song Youyou's road sign and returned to his own time node.
In this world, he opened his eyes.
Then he found that Senior Akasaka Sword was still shrouded in a halo, and he was still shouting excitedly.
Jiu Xiu Phoenix Sword is still in the ninth turn.
That is to say, the time when he came into contact with the sea urchin thorns in the long river of time was only a fleeting moment in the present world.
"Time is such a wonderful thing." Song Shuhang couldn't help but sigh.
When the Emperor Tian heard this, he smiled slightly: "Senior Song, are you comprehending the way of time? The way of time is really wonderful."
"I didn't understand it, I just used everyone's strength to get in touch with the long river of time for a short time." Song Shuhang said, looking at the contemplative white predecessors on the side.
"Senior White." He called out seriously.
"Well, let's go." Senior White nodded and replied that there was no need for Song Shuhang to say more. At this time, Senior White and Song Shuhang had the effect of having a heart-to-heart connection.
"Then I'll go!" Song Shuhang said, closing his eyes again.
Pavilion Master Chu was dumbfounded: "???"
Daddy Dog: "???"
Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet couldn't help but ask, "Master Bai, what kind of riddle are you and Tyrant Song fighting?"
"Well, Shuhang asked me for help just now, hoping to use my strength to bring him into the right time, and I also find it very interesting." Senior Bai explained.
Pavilion Master Chu was dumbfounded: ""
Song Shuhang just said that Senior White actually contained such a large amount of information
I always feel like this scene, where did I see it
"Is it an evolved version of Fairy Fortune's Dumb Language?" Fellow Taoist Stone Stele suddenly realized.
"My junior sister's language system is really profound." Daozi nodded with a wisp of will. If it wasn't for him, he couldn't understand the junior sister's language system.
"Mr. Daozi, don't mess around!" The three-eyed youth senior on the side saw Daozi's contemplative look, and with his rich life experience, he immediately inferred some possibilities, and quickly stopped the road.
Imagine a world where everyone in the heavens and the world met, nodded dumbly, answered dumbly, and dumbly yelled at work. It would be maddening.
On the other hand, Song Shuhang's consciousness entered the long river of time for the last time with the power of the nine repair phoenix sword and the two Taoist tools of the long-eyed planet.
"The place where Mizuko disappeared is the sea urchin thorn." Song Shuhang's consciousness swam toward the place where time is long.
bang
The sea urchin that entered this time was slightly different from the previous ones.
In the past few times, it was easy to enter as long as the mind moved.
But this time the river of time is long, and it takes a lot of effort to enter
It feels like entering the long river of time before is like entering a real illusion, but this time, it seems to be the real reality. Song Shuhang used his poor self-cultivation vocabulary to make a summary.
More real, so the consumption required to enter is also larger.
After the second impact, Song Shuhang finally squeezed into the river of time.
Node time synchronization
This time, Song Shuhang's vision is from small to large.
He first saw a cell.
Cells that contain a very small amount of immortal information are the cells of the pseudo-immortal smoke body.
Well, it's me, can't be wrong. Song Shuhang decided immediately.
The field of view begins to expand, and the lens zooms in.
Soon, a tyrannical Song who was cultivating with closed eyes and a serious face appeared in front of Song Shuhang.
Nine-Rank Tribulation Immortal Realm.
There is also the existence of the fat whale Jindan in his body.
It's just that the fat whale Jindan has not completed its immortality.
After seeing this Tyrant Song, Song Shuhang pinched his chin and fell into silence.
Obviously this is me, but there is an abrupt sense of strangeness and a strange sense of familiarity, that is, strange and familiar.
Strangely, even the mortal Song Shuhang and the sluggish Song Shuhang who had his leg broken would not bring Song Shuhang this strange sense of distance.
Is this the reason why Tyrant Song is too serious
While thinking about it, Tyrannical Song opened his eyes and looked at the place where he was retreating outside the palace gate, which was a certain palace in the core world.
The temple door was pushed open, and Sister Bai Long flew in with a thick book in her arms.
Tyrant Song, who had a serious face originally, quickly showed a warm smile on his face, switching seamlessly between seriousness and gentleness.
"Sister Bailong, is it time for class?" Tyrannical Song's smile gave people a feeling of safety, reliability and gentleness.
It seems that as long as he is there, even if the sky falls, there is no need to be afraid.
This kind of dazzling smile can't be mistaken for the senior painting style that Song Shuhang himself dreamed of!
The style of painting that Song Shuhang once dreamed of had was exactly the same as the Tyrant Song in front of him.
No wonder there is a sense of distance.
Because this is the style he wants, but can't get.
Sister Bai Long glanced at Ba Song and sighed: "What do you want to learn today?"
"Continue to learn ancient languages. I want to try to finish learning the remaining ancient languages today. Without the foundation of ancient languages, trying to perfect the way of longevity is like digging a well with bare hands without tools. The efficiency is too low." Gentle Tyrant Song pleaded, "Please, Sister Bailong, teach me."
Without the foundation of ancient languages, would it be difficult to perfect the way of longevity? Song Shuhang was confused. Could it be that at first, I was digging wells with my bare hands
"I only have time in the morning to teach you. In the afternoon, Chu Suyu will teach you." Sister Bai Long put down the thick books.
"Then, just use one morning to master the remaining ancient languages." The gentle Tyrant Song said slowly.
While speaking, he secretly reached out and touched a mark on his abdomen.
It was originally a learning hegemony system that could be learned while lying down, and Senior White tinkered with it himself.
But at this time, this scholar system has lost its effect.
"One morning is enough." Gentle Tyrant Song raised his head and affirmed again.
The meritorious snake beauty emerged from behind him, reached out and gently pressed his temple, massaging his skull.
"Thank you, Fairy." Gentle Tyrant Song confidently called the name of Fairy Gongde behind him.
stamp!
The finger of the beauty of the meritorious snake poked at the temple of Tyrant Song, but in the end, it turned into gentleness and pressed it gently.