when~~
The tentacle, which was twisted into a strand, failed to attack, and it smashed into a small golden shield.
The spirit ghost is hidden in Song Shuhang's heart, and it helps Shuhang sense everything around him through the unique special sensing ability of the spirit ghost. When the tentacles smashed down, the ghost took the initiative to activate the talent golden shield to block the blow for Shuhang.
But the next moment, on the tentacles that were twisted together, hundreds of suckers appeared again.
The sucker firmly adhered to the golden shield, shrinking and expanding, and the golden shield of the spirit ghost's talent was also converted into pure energy, which was absorbed by the glowing jellyfish.
Even the defensive golden shield transformed by innate abilities will be absorbed!
"I'm not afraid of you moving, but I'm afraid that you won't move! Fire Control Technique, the biggest fire, burn me!" Song Shuhang gritted his teeth and tried his best to urge Fire Control Technique to control the burning of the 'Holy Flame'.
Hoping to provoke more movement from the glowing jellyfish so he can get out.
"Zizzizi." At this moment, the luminous jellyfish made a sound. After absorbing the energy of the ghost's golden shield, all its tentacles retracted and maintained a cocoon-shaped state again.
Then, it remained motionless, allowing the 'Holy Flame' to burn on the surface of its tentacles. Then, it also opened the suction cup and began to leisurely absorb and transform the energy of the holy flame.
Song Shuhang: "..."
He reluctantly stopped the fire fighting technique, and then spawning the 'Holy Flame' would just replenish the opponent's energy, which was a waste of time.
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Song Shuhang remained motionless, thinking hard about the method of liberation.
He didn't move, neither did the jellyfish's tentacles.
But when Shuhang couldn't hold back and wanted to use the 'Turtle Breathing Technique', those tentacles would quickly stretch out, and all of a sudden they would understand and absorb the 'Turtle Breathing Technique' talisman in Shuhang's hands.
If this continued, Shuhang would probably be suffocated to death.
[No way, without the Turtle Breathing Technique, it is already close to the limit. ] Song Shuhang secretly said.
Just then, the cocoon that wrapped him moved. Its inner tentacles opened small mouths and began to spew out clumps of white mist—wet air
While cutting off his 'turtle's breath technique', he released air at the same time? What does this glowing jellyfish want to do
Could it be that there is something wrong with the air, hiding poisonous gas or something
But at this time... Song Shuhang had no other choice.
Of course, he didn't directly breathe greedily.
He first took out a 5-star version of the 'Daohe Pill' from the one-inch shrinking bag given by the elders of the ancient lake view. This is a healing medicine pill that is taken orally, and it has a good detoxification effect.
After Shuhang put the Dao and Dan in his mouth, he took a careful breath... If there is any problem with the air released by the luminous jellyfish, he can immediately take the 'Dao and Dan' to detoxify.
Exhale the turbid air in the body, and then perform a breathing cycle.
Fresh air entered the body, moisturizing the choked lungs.
At this moment, Shuhang felt a sense of happiness in his heart.
The air is pure and no toxins are felt in it.
Just to be on the safe side... Song Shuhang still chose to swallow 'Dao and Dan'. No matter whether it is poisonous or not, the medicine cannot be stopped.
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Just when Song Shuhang took the 'Dao and Dan', suddenly, a violent dizziness flooded his brain. Shuhang only felt that his mind was blank and the world was spinning.
The next moment, his body softened and he didn't wake up.
'Zizzizi. 'The glowing jellyfish made a strange noise that sounded like a smirk.
Then, it maintained a cocoon shape, carefully dragged Song Shuhang over, and sent it to the side of the main body... Then, the jellyfish opened a mouth and swallowed Shuhang whole.
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I don't know how long it took, Song Shuhang woke up from the coma.
[After taking the medicine, he passed out of a coma. He didn't follow the routine at all. ]
After opening his eyes, he quickly looked around - he entered a strange place again.
There are countless glass mirrors all around, and countless books are reflected in the mirrors. In this space composed of glass mirrors, there is gravity and air.
In addition, three meters away from him, there is an irregular black sphere looming.
The black ball emits a faint fluorescent light, illuminating this strange glass mirror space.
"Where is this place?" Song Shuhang asked.
He turned his head to look around, and the 'he' in the countless mirrors around him also turned his head to look at him...
In the whole space, except for the mirror, it is still a mirror.
And there's that black glowing sphere.
"Is that glowing jellyfish sending me here?" Song Shuhang thought for a while, then took out his treasured saber and stabbed at the black sphere.
Just like a mirror flower, when the Tyrant Shattered Knife stabbed the black sphere, it passed directly through its outer shell.
"Illusionary thing?" Song Shuhang raised his brows and was about to take back the treasured sword.
But at this moment, the black sphere rolled towards Song Shuhang along the treasured saber.
It's not an illusory thing, Song Shuhang can't touch the black sphere, but the black sphere can touch Song Shuhang and the knife.
The black ball rolled so fast that Shuhang didn't even make the move to let go of the knife, the black ball was already in contact with his fingers.
The next moment... Countless things were poured into Song Shuhang's brain from this black sphere.
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In Shuhang's mind, 88,888 voices sounded simultaneously, constantly reciting some content that Shuhang could not understand at all.
There were too many voices, intertwined into one piece, and turned into a 'humming' sound, Song Shuhang couldn't tell what these voices were chanting.
He only felt that his head was about to explode. Even when he listened to the voice of Dharma King Creation up close, he didn't have such a big impact.
But what the hell, he knew these voices clearly, 88,888 in total! One is not much, one is not much.
"What kind of trap is this?" Song Shuhang held his head in both hands, feeling like he was hit with the [You are already dead] divine fist, his head was rapidly congested and was about to explode at any moment.
If it is a trap, the person who sets this trap must have obsessive-compulsive disorder! As long as 88888, a trap to bring home~~
[No way, my head is going to explode, if I keep reading these voices like this, I will definitely go crazy! ]
Song Shuhang stretched out his fist, wanting to punch himself in the head to see if he could faint.
But... He just had this thought, and the 88888 voices in his mind suddenly became high-pitched, and the speed of chanting was three times faster.
Song Shuhang's head CPU was instantly overloaded, and the whole person was stuck. His body seemed to have been hit by a 'fixation technique', unable to move.
The 88888 voices continued to recite quickly, filling Song Shuhang's head with the inexplicable content.
In this way, Shuhang couldn't think of anything in his mind, his whole face looked like a dementia, and he could only passively listen to the 88888 voices.
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In the realm of self-cultivation, there are some special Dao techniques and exercises that contain powerful laws of heaven and earth, and the great principles of the Dao. This kind of peerless cultivation technique and extraordinary Taoism cannot be recorded in words. Even if they were forcibly recorded in words, they would be directly erased by the power of laws between heaven and earth...
It is extremely difficult to pass down this kind of peerless practice and extraordinary Taoism.
Some exercises that contain a small amount of 'the laws of heaven and earth, the Great Dao', can also be recorded by means of 'the jade slips' and other means, so that the younger generations can comprehend them.
However, some exercises that contain the complete 'laws of heaven and earth, the Great Dao' cannot even be recorded on the jade slips. Even the creators of kung fu and Taoism have difficulty passing them on to their disciples with 'language'.
As a result, many precious Dao techniques and peerless exercises were lost because they could not be recorded.
In order to be able to record their own peerless exercises and Taoism, the ancient and powerful monks put a lot of effort into it.
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Time passed by minute by minute.
In the end, a full 45 hours, nearly two days.
The 88888 voices in my mind finally came to an end!
As they drank in unison, the 'humming' sound that lasted for a full 45 hours finally ended.
Song Shuhang was completely paralyzed to the ground.
The next moment, blood flowed continuously from his eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth.
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Another day later.
Song Shuhang woke up again.
The headache was splitting, but there was a cool breath coming from the center of the eyebrows.
Song Shuhang propped up his body, and his stomach felt the soreness of hunger. He quickly opened his 'One Inch Shrinking Bag', took out the Bigu Pill and swallowed it.
According to the quality of bigudan, the nutrients it can provide are also different.
Ordinary bigu pills can provide an ordinary person with nutrients for a month. If a first-grade cultivator takes it, he can also fast for ten days, while a second-grade cultivator can only last for four or five days.
The Bigu Pills in Song Shuhang's hands were donated by Su Clan's Sixteen, and each one was enough for a first-grade cultivator to use for more than two months, and a second-grade cultivator could also use it for about a month.
Su Clan's Sixteen originally wanted to send Shuhang a higher-quality Bigu Pill, but at that time Song Shuhang's cultivation level was not enough, and the quality of the Bigu Pill was too high, which would make him suffer.
But now... After Song Shuhang took the next bigu pill, he only felt that his stomach was still hungry and bitter.
He took out another bigu pill and took it.
And then another...and another.
After taking eight bigu pills in a row, he felt seventy percent full in his stomach.
"How long have I been in a coma? How come I'm so hungry?" Song Shuhang murmured, looking up at the mirror next to him.
In the mirror, his face was pale, without a trace of blood.
And there are dried bloodstains on the corners of the eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears.
What made him more concerned was the bronze color that flashed from time to time between his eyebrows. The color of that bronze is his spiritual power soaring again, and the qualitative change caused by the quantitative change, brought out the vision.
This is no longer the spiritual power that a second-rank cultivator can possess.
Song Shuhang recently made up a lot of knowledge about the cultivator's 'physique' and 'spiritual power'. He knows that the spiritual power of this bronze is a symbol of the spiritual power reaching the third grade.
"It's a big trouble." Song Shuhang took a deep breath. (To be continued.)