At the center of the eyebrows, when the spiritual power is flowing, it brings bursts of cool breath.
Then, when this cool aura accumulated to a certain level, it would turn into a bronze ray of light between Song Shuhang's eyebrows. At this time, Song Shuhang felt a faint pain in the center of his eyebrows - this was the pain caused by his physical inability to keep up with his mental strength.
The sting will get stronger as time goes on.
Normally, a third-grade cultivator can compress his spiritual power from an invisible condensate into a visible color.
The bronze-like color is the prototype of spiritual transformation. The mental power at this stage is like that of a child. Although the direct attack power is very weak, it has many magical uses.
And when the spiritual power increases again with the improvement of the realm, when it transforms into bright silver, it is a symbol of spiritual maturity. At that time, the cultivator can have enough mental power to practice the flying method of flying the sword, and control the sword for nine days.
After those 88888 voices were recited in Shuhang's mind for two days and two nights, he directly pushed his spiritual power to the level of a rank 3 cultivator.
As a result, the physique, which was finally improved, could not keep up with the spiritual power.
Mental strength far exceeds physical strength... This gap is no longer a distance that can be leveled by a volume of body-refining exercises "Steel Hands".
"It's nerve-wracking, and it's this kind of happiness trouble... I have to find a way to improve my physique quickly." Song Shuhang secretly said.
I always feel that my physique is not enough to improve.
Maybe you really want to think about it, like the 'Dharma King Creation', to learn a systematic body training method? In fact, Dharma King Creation's "Fighting Buddha Real Body" is quite handsome. When transformed, it is like a Super Saiyan, although it is a hairless version.
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After wiping off the blood on his face, Song Shuhang took a short rest and looked around. It was still the space made up of mirrors, but the glowing black balls in the space had disappeared.
The light source was obviously lost, but the entire mirror space became brighter instead—every mirror was glowing.
"By the way, what are those 88888 voices?" Song Shuhang rubbed his temples, recalling the voices that nearly drove him crazy for nearly two days and two nights.
No... my head hurts. As long as he recalled the scene of the 88888 voices, Song Shuhang felt pale and weak.
He reached for the mirror beside him, gasping for breath.
[Om～～]
At this moment, there was a buzzing in his ear. At the same time, his right hand propped up on the mirror was twisted as if it was stuffed into a 'meat grinder'. Severe pain came, and beads of sweat the size of Song Shuhang's forehead slid down.
"What's the matter?" Song Shuhang pulled his hand back... I saw hundreds of wounds appearing on his right hand.
The wound is not deep. With this level of wound, with his current physique, he can recover as before in a few minutes. But very painful. This kind of pain simply magnifies the pain nerve a hundred times!
"Strange, I wasn't attacked at all just now." Song Shuhang said, he just held the mirror with his hand, why was there hundreds of wounds on his wrist
He looked at the mirror he was holding with his right hand just now. Could it be that this mirror is weird
In the mirror, Song Shuhang's figure was reflected.
He looked at the mirror, and Shuhang in the mirror was also looking at him.
After a while, Song Shuhang saw something strange about himself in the mirror.
It's the eyes!
In the mirror, dense runes appeared in his eyes, and these runes filled his pupils. Then, these runes drilled out of the eye sockets and slammed forward!
[It's not that the mirror's self is weird, but the abnormality in his own pupils! ]
The runes in Song Shuhang's eyes fell on the mirror, vaguely forming the appearance of a 'clock'.
He could see that the hands of the clock quickly went backwards. In a blink of an eye, he retreated a hundred laps or so.
After that, these runes scattered from the clock state, flew back from the mirror, and fell back into Song Shuhang's eyes.
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After the return of the runes, Song Shuhang involuntarily said: [Ordinary glass strengthened with magic is stronger than steel... The production time is unknown, and the producer is unknown. When Time City was established, it was transported to this time by Fairy Chu. And attach Illumination to each mirror. ]
After finishing speaking, Song Shuhang paused.
Huh
Why did I suddenly start talking just now
When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was just talking about the origin of the 'mirror' in front of him.
This mirror is just an ordinary glass mirror, which has been strengthened with magic by experts. Later, it was moved here by Fairy Chu and constructed into a 'mirror space'.
In other words, this mirror space is Fairy Chu's masterpiece? So, is the luminous jellyfish that brought him here also related to Fairy Chu
Song Shuhang rubbed his brows to ease the pain between his brows and clarify his thoughts.
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It seems that, just now, I couldn't help but cast a spell? And this spell should be a spell similar to [Appraisal]
No, it shouldn't be as simple as 'Appraisal Technique'! He just saw that the runes that came out of his eyes were combined into the shape of a 'clock' on the mirror.
Isn't this spell related to time
But... what exactly is this spell? How are you going to use it yourself
boom boom boom
While thinking about it, the two mirrors in front of Song Shuhang automatically opened, revealing a passage to leave the 'mirror space'.
Obviously, someone has been watching his state. After confirming that he has received the inheritance and learned the secret method, the door to leave is opened for him.
Perhaps it was the glowing jellyfish that opened the door, after all, it was likely that it brought itself here.
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Song Shuhang grabbed the treasured sword Tyrant Shattered and strode into the passage. He wondered, what the hell was that glowing jellyfish doing
The channel is not long.
Five minutes later, Song Shuhang had already left the passage. However, what appeared in front of him was not the 'tree hole space' where the glowing jellyfish was.
After stepping out of the passage, he appeared in the passage of the 'Time City' underground passage.
Ahead is the ordinary hall that he and Chu Yangshu entered when they first entered the 'Time City' dungeon. There was nothing in the hall, only a portrait of the patriarch of the 'Clear Water Pavilion' hanging alone in the hall.
Song Shuhang turned his head, only to find that the 'channel' he just came out of had disappeared.
If it weren't for the faint rising pain between his eyebrows, he would have wondered if he was sleepwalking just now.
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"In short, go to Chu Chu first." Song Shuhang said after thinking about it.
The hundreds of wounds on his hands have almost recovered, but the pain is still piercing his nerves.
Having said that, last time the 'Ten Thousand Li Flying Escape Technique' said that she could fly, leaving Chu Chu alone in the 108 bronze man formation, and I don't know how she is now
She didn't cry when she was beaten by 108 bronze figures.
Hope she's all right... It would be even better if she left 'Time City' smoothly.
It's not difficult to find Chu Chu, just follow the smell on her body, you can find her all the way. The nose of a second-grade cultivator is very sensitive!
Of course, the overly sensitive sense of smell also troubled many second-rank cultivators.
When he was unable to freely control his 'sense of smell', if anyone gave Song Shuhang a 'stinky pill' at this time, Song Shuhang would definitely be nauseated to the point of spitting acid water!
Following the breath left by Chu Chu along the way, Song Shuhang moved quickly in the passage of the 'Time City' underground city.
At the same time, he recalled in his mind the scene when he used the weird 'Appraisal Technique' before - let's call that spell 'Appraisal Technique' for now, although this spell is definitely not that simple.
When he used the identification technique inadvertently, he first recalled the contents of the 88888 voices buzzing in his mind.
At the same time, his right hand touched the mirror inadvertently.
After a severe pain in the flesh, a rune emerged from his eyes and landed on the mirror.
After the rune returned, did you get the information about the 'mirror'
"Why don't you try again?" Song Shuhang secretly asked.
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Do what you want!
So, Song Shuhang tried again to recall the scene of 88,888 voices humming and whispering. Recalling this picture is simply self-abuse; if you recall once, you are abusing yourself once.
And this time, what target to choose to identify is better
Song Shuhang, who was running, looked around.
Soon, he found a suitable target, and there was a strange rock area in the tunnel of the dungeon that was not too far away. It looks interesting.
So, Song Shuhang ran to the strange rock area, picked up a fist-sized strange rock with his intact left hand, and stared at it.
About two breaths or so, Shuhang felt a burning sensation from his left hand!
Then there was a severe burning pain, and at the palm of the hand, a layer of skin was scalded and blackened.
Just like the hundreds of wounds on the right hand, obviously nothing was attacking Song Shuhang, and the wound on the left hand appeared inexplicably!
Song Shuhang grinned: "Sure enough, this kind of weird injury and pain is related to the 'appraisal technique'. Is this the price of using that 'appraisal technique'?"
Enduring the pain of the burn, Shuhang stared at the stone.
As he guessed.
In his eyes, the rune reappeared, popped out of his eyes, and landed on the surface of the stone, taking the shape of a 'clock'.
The hands on the clock reverse rapidly.
After hundreds of laps, the rune returned to Song Shuhang's pupils.
At the same time, it brought back a piece of news about this strange stone.
[This is a billion-year-old… stone, ordinary stone! The advantage is that it is very hard. ]
Concise introduction.
Song Shuhang: "..."
It's not that things with a long history are treasures.
Stones are not ginseng, and no matter how old they are, they are not treasures.
A billion years of ordinary stone, it's still a stone...
In order to know this, Song Shuhang paid the price of burning his left hand.
He threw the stone back to the strange stone forest in disbelief, and then continued to follow Chu Chu's trail along the scent.
At the same time, his mind became active.
Isn't there a mysterious doll in his one-inch shrink bag? If you use the 'secret method' to probe it, what can you see? (To be continued.)