"Could it be that he wants to save Mrs. Hu after he has learned it?" Suddenly this idea popped up in Ding Dian's mind, and he couldn't help but comfort him: "Song Shaoxia, your understanding is so high that Ding has never seen it in his life. The scriptures of Shenzhao are extensive and profound, and it is absolutely impossible for you to learn them in a short while.”
"You can read as long as you want, there are so many nonsense, speak faster!" Song Qingshu said coldly.
Seeing his crazy expression, Ding Dian knew that he had fallen into a demonic barrier, but he hurt others first, and out of guilt, he recited the second half of the Sutra of God: "The sky is overturned and the earth is born, and all things are born before they come out." The earth is called the yin of the yin; the one that comes out of the earth is called the yang of the yin..."
Ding Dian read faster and faster, and Song Qingshu's eyes became brighter and brighter. When Ding Dian finished reading the last sentence, Song Qingshu waved his hand, "Hurry up, both of you!"
"How is that possible!" Ding Dian couldn't help looking back when he went out. Song Qingshu's meridians were clearly cut off before, but now he heard that he had finished reciting the Divine Light Sutra, his eyes were subdued, and the aura on his body was clearly the feeling of a divine light. .
"I must be crazy!" Ding Dian pinched his thigh hard, and the pain let him know that he was not dreaming. But he is already quite conceited about his talent in learning martial arts. Without the guidance of his master, he relied on his own thinking and practiced the Shenzhao Sutra in five years. He didn't expect to meet a more perverted one this time, so he just listened to himself read the scriptures once. He has practiced the Divine Illumination Sutra, and he was still a cripple with no meridians before!
"It seems that this is just a game!" Song Qingshu in the room smiled wryly, feeling that all his meridians had healed, and his whole body was full of true energy. Song Qingshu thought about the fact that he could become a martial artist by listening to the secret book of martial arts. He had only seen it in the game in his previous life. After the player obtained the cheat book, as long as he had enough training conditions, he could right-click and the martial art would reach full level in an instant.
After waiting for a while, the cold voice of the system NPC still didn't come from his ears again. Song Qingshu looked at the beautiful woman in his arms and smiled openly: "Whether he is a game or not, I am real, and my sister-in-law is also real, all of this is enough gone."
As a well-informed earthling who has seen this chaotic world since traveling, Song Qingshu has always been skeptical about everything and made several inferences secretly. I took it back to do a secret experiment, and my thoughts were extracted by technologies such as virtual reality, and put into this designed game world...
In fact, this is completely Song Qingshu's overthinking. The universe is so big, and the scientific system of the earth is just a drop in the ocean. It is completely unable to explain many wonderful phenomena. Unfortunately or fortunately, time travel is one of them. How did this familiar and chaotic world come into being? is one of them.
Because Song Qingshu is a soul traveler, his soul power is several times stronger than that of the natives of this world, but don't underestimate the gap of several times, it brings a qualitative difference, what others need years to learn, but he Chapter 34: Necessary Healing Circumstances for Martial Arts
This is the reason why you can listen to it once.
"Sister-in-law offended." I promised not to let other men touch her body before, but I am not other men. When I set her bones before, I touched everything that should or should not be touched. Song Qingshu read silently, and gently untied her dress.
Madam Hu originally felt that it was getting colder and colder, and her body was getting lighter and lighter, slowly floating and floating in the endless darkness... Suddenly a light appeared in the sky, and the sun slowly moved out.
As the sun shone on her body, Madam Hu felt warmer and heavier, and her body became heavier... Where am I
Mrs. Hu slowly opened her eyes, and slowly recovered her sanity. Suddenly, her face turned pale and she realized that she was not wearing any hair. At this time, Song Qingshu's voice came from behind: "Sister-in-law, don't get excited. I am healing your injuries, you are too seriously injured, don't give up all your previous efforts."
Madam Hu sighed in her heart: "What an enemy, it doesn't matter if he touched it last time, it's good this time, it's all over..."
Feeling the heat from the palm of the vest, Madam Hu's heart trembled, she gritted her silver teeth, and closed her eyes resignedly.
After a night of treatment, Song Qingshu finally pulled Mrs. Hu back from the ghost gate. When the two opened the gate of the ruined temple, they were greeted by Ling Shuanghua's kind smile and Ding Dian's dumbfounded expression.
Ding Dian didn't have the time to care about Mrs. Hu who was blushing. Instead, he asked Song Qingshu to ask questions. After learning that he had really learned the magic photo, he looked at him with a complicated expression for a while: "I hesitated whether I should take advantage of you while you are still here." I got rid of you during the growing period..."
Song Qingshu was startled. After a night of treatment, his true energy was completely exhausted at this time, and he had no resistance at all.
Ling Shuanghua laughed and scolded angrily: "Brother Ding, don't scare Mr. Song. If you weren't reckless last night, there wouldn't be so many incidents."
Ding Dian smiled awkwardly, clasped his fists and knelt down: "Brother Song, last night I treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and repaid this... Miss Hu almost died, so I am here to apologize to you. "He didn't know Madam Hu's surname at the moment, he only knew that they were called uncles and sisters-in-law, but seeing the intimacy between them, and thinking that he would have to take off all his clothes when healed, Ding Dian had a strange expression on his face, so he had to call her in a hurry. For Miss Hu.
Song Qingshu had his heart broken yesterday, but fortunately Mrs. Hu was safe in the end, and she practiced the art of divine illumination, and her meridians resumed. After everyone was happy, he was much more pleasing to the eye, and quickly helped him up.
One night, as if it had been a lifetime, the four of them sighed endlessly. After a period of pleasantries, Ding Dian and Ling Shuanghua saw that Mrs. Hu was fine, so he bid farewell to the two of them and left.
During the period, Song Qingshu was hesitant to remind them not to go back to Jingzhou again. When he accidentally saw Mrs. Hu's weak expression, he suddenly felt ruthless: "Fate, if you go to Chapter 34: Healing the wounds necessary for martial arts plot
Back in Jingzhou, Ling Tuisi harmed her, that's what she deserved, who made you hurt my sister-in-law. "
There were only two of them left alone, Madam Hu was quite uncomfortable, neither of them knew how to break the calm.
Song Qingshu is a modern person, so he doesn't care about what happened last night, but he is afraid that Mrs. Hu is too thin-skinned, and it would be bad if she accidentally angered her.
In the end, Mrs. Hu couldn't stand this ambiguous silence, and asked, "How did you get Ling Tuisi to agree to their marriage that day?"
Song Qingshu almost laughed when he heard it, but he didn't expect her to hold back such an irrelevant sentence for so long, so he had to suppress his smile and explained: "When I was alone with Ling Tuisi, I used the "Nine Yin Manual" , and when he heard me give specific instructions, he said it word by word according to what I taught him.” Chapter Thirty-Five Try It
"?" Madam Hu was secretly startled.
"To deal with people whose skills are not as good as your own or have evil thoughts in their hearts is often miraculous." Song Qingshu explained, "For example, it is useless for people like sister-in-law who are strong in martial arts and have a pure heart." Song Qingshu secretly called it a fluke. As a result, he was unable to practice because he possessed such extraordinary skills as the Nine Yin Scriptures. Unwilling to reconcile, he studied the scriptures over and over again, and finally found that the practice of moving souls did not require the circulation of internal energy at all, but relied entirely on the spirit. Strength, at that time, Song Qingshu knew that as long as the cultivation conditions were met, he could learn martial arts instantly.
"I don't believe it, I'm trying to cover it up." Mrs. Hu's voice became extremely cute.
"Then do you want to try?" Song Qingshu felt his heart beating faster and stared at her.
Mrs. Hu took a look at him, touched his burning eyes, her heart fluttered, and she replied in a strange way: "Try it, just try it."
"Sister-in-law, look into my eyes..." With the approval of the beauty, Song Qingshu would not be polite.
As soon as Mrs. Hu made eye contact with him, she immediately felt trapped in a huge vortex, and her mind began to lose her mind.
"Sister-in-law, come and hug me." Although there were more things he wanted to do, Song Qingshu was still rational and did not dare to give excessive orders.
"En~" Mrs. Hu coquettishly agreed, and she walked over step by step, stretched out her jade arms, hugged Song Qingshu tightly, and leaned her head gently on his chest.
Warm and fragrant, Song Qingshu thought that this time he was playing too much, and snapped his fingers in a hurry. Mrs. Hu woke up and saw the posture of the two of them, and pushed Song Qingshu away in shame and anger.
"A mistake," Song Qingshu explained embarrassingly, "I forgot that I just practiced Shenzhao Kungfu, and my internal strength may be a little bit higher than my sister-in-law..."
Mrs. Hu sighed, and gave him a complicated look: "Qing Shu, if you... think about it for a while, I don't know how many good family virtues will be ruined."
"Sister-in-law, please don't misunderstand me. I'm not that kind of person." Song Qingshu quickly cleared himself, "There is no such thing as evil in martial arts, only those who use kung fu can distinguish between good and evil. Guo Jing and Huang Rong also know this kind of kung fu. Maybe my sister-in-law thinks they are also villains No."
"Well, I can't tell you anything." Mrs. Hu smiled faintly, "But you have to promise me." There was a burst of embarrassment in her heart, if he couldn't hold it back for a while and asked me to sleep, wouldn't I...
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will never use it on you again." Song Qingshu solemnly agreed with a complete expression.
"Then sister-in-law can rest assured," Mrs. Hu smiled sweetly, and the rising sun shone on her beautiful cheeks, making Song Qingshu bewildered.
Noticing his straight gaze, Mrs. Hu already had a decision in her mind.
"?" Madam Hu was secretly startled.
"To deal with people whose skills are not as good as your own or have evil thoughts in their hearts is often miraculous." Song Qingshu explained, "For example, it is useless for people like sister-in-law who are strong in martial arts and have a pure heart." Song Qingshu secretly called it a fluke. As a result, he was unable to practice because he possessed such extraordinary skills as the Nine Yin Scriptures. Unwilling to reconcile, he studied the scriptures over and over again, and finally found that the practice of moving souls did not require the circulation of internal energy at all, but relied entirely on the spirit. Strength, at that time, Song Qingshu knew that as long as the cultivation conditions were met, he could learn martial arts instantly.
"I don't believe it, I'm trying to cover it up." Mrs. Hu's voice became extremely cute.
"Then do you want to try?" Song Qingshu felt his heart beating faster and stared at her.
Mrs. Hu took a look at him, touched his burning eyes, her heart fluttered, and she replied in a strange way: "Try it, just try it."
"Sister-in-law, look into my eyes..." With the approval of the beauty, Song Qingshu would not be polite.
As soon as Mrs. Hu made eye contact with him, she immediately felt trapped in a huge vortex, and her mind began to lose her mind.
"Sister-in-law, come and hug me." Although there were more things he wanted to do, Song Qingshu was still rational and did not dare to give excessive orders.
"En~" Mrs. Hu coquettishly agreed, and she walked over step by step, stretched out her jade arms, hugged Song Qingshu tightly, and leaned her head gently on his chest.
Warm and fragrant, Song Qingshu thought that this time he was playing too much, and snapped his fingers in a hurry. Mrs. Hu woke up and saw the posture of the two of them, and pushed Song Qingshu away in shame and anger.
"A mistake," Song Qingshu explained embarrassingly, "I forgot that I just practiced Shenzhao Kungfu, and my internal strength may be a little bit higher than my sister-in-law..."
Mrs. Hu sighed, and gave him a complicated look: "Qing Shu, if you... think about it for a while, I don't know how many good family virtues will be ruined."
"Sister-in-law, please don't misunderstand me. I'm not that kind of person." Song Qingshu quickly cleared himself, "There is no such thing as evil in martial arts, only those who use kung fu can distinguish between good and evil. Guo Jing and Huang Rong also know this kind of kung fu. Maybe my sister-in-law thinks they are also villains No."
"Well, I can't tell you anything." Mrs. Hu smiled faintly, "But you have to promise me." There was a burst of embarrassment in her heart, if he couldn't hold it back for a while and asked me to sleep, wouldn't I...
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will never use it on you again." Song Qingshu solemnly agreed with a complete expression.
"Then sister-in-law can rest assured," Mrs. Hu smiled sweetly, and the rising sun shone on her beautiful cheeks, making Song Qingshu bewildered.
Noticing his straight gaze, Mrs. Hu already had a decision in her mind.
"?" Madam Hu was secretly startled.
"To deal with people whose skills are not as good as your own or have evil thoughts in their hearts is often miraculous." Song Qingshu explained, "For example, it is useless for people like sister-in-law who are strong in martial arts and have a pure heart." Song Qingshu secretly called it a fluke. As a result, he was unable to practice because he possessed such extraordinary skills as the Nine Yin Scriptures. Unwilling to reconcile, he studied the scriptures over and over again, and finally found that the practice of moving souls did not require the circulation of internal energy at all, but relied entirely on the spirit. Strength, at that time, Song Qingshu knew that as long as the cultivation conditions were met, he could learn martial arts instantly.
"I don't believe it, I'm trying to cover it up." Mrs. Hu's voice became extremely cute.
"Then do you want to try?" Song Qingshu felt his heart beating faster and stared at her.
Mrs. Hu took a look at him, touched his burning eyes, her heart fluttered, and she replied in a strange way: "Try it, just try it."
"Sister-in-law, look into my eyes..." With the approval of the beauty, Song Qingshu would not be polite.
As soon as Mrs. Hu made eye contact with him, she immediately felt trapped in a huge vortex, and her mind began to lose her mind.
"Sister-in-law, come and hug me." Although there were more things he wanted to do, Song Qingshu was still rational and did not dare to give excessive orders.
"En~" Mrs. Hu coquettishly agreed, and she walked over step by step, stretched out her jade arms, hugged Song Qingshu tightly, and leaned her head gently on his chest.
Warm and fragrant, Song Qingshu thought that this time he was playing too much, and snapped his fingers in a hurry. Mrs. Hu woke up and saw the posture of the two of them, and pushed Song Qingshu away in shame and anger.
"A mistake," Song Qingshu explained embarrassingly, "I forgot that I just practiced Shenzhao Kungfu, and my internal strength may be a little bit higher than my sister-in-law..."
Mrs. Hu sighed, and gave him a complicated look: "Qing Shu, if you... think about it for a while, I don't know how many good family virtues will be ruined."
"Sister-in-law, please don't misunderstand me. I'm not that kind of person." Song Qingshu quickly cleared himself, "There is no such thing as evil in martial arts, only those who use kung fu can distinguish between good and evil. Guo Jing and Huang Rong also know this kind of kung fu. Maybe my sister-in-law thinks they are also villains No."
"Well, I can't tell you anything." Mrs. Hu smiled faintly, "But you have to promise me." There was a burst of embarrassment in her heart, if he couldn't hold it back for a while and asked me to sleep, wouldn't I...
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will never use it on you again." Song Qingshu solemnly agreed with a complete expression.
"Then sister-in-law can rest assured," Mrs. Hu smiled sweetly, and the rising sun shone on her beautiful cheeks, making Song Qingshu bewildered.
Noticing his straight gaze, Mrs. Hu already had a decision in her mind.
"?" Madam Hu was secretly startled.
"To deal with people whose skills are not as good as your own or have evil thoughts in their hearts is often miraculous." Song Qingshu explained, "For example, it is useless for people like sister-in-law who are strong in martial arts and have a pure heart." Song Qingshu secretly called it a fluke. As a result, he was unable to practice because he possessed such extraordinary skills as the Nine Yin Scriptures. Unwilling to reconcile, he studied the scriptures over and over again, and finally found that the practice of moving souls did not require the circulation of internal energy at all, but relied entirely on the spirit. Strength, at that time, Song Qingshu knew that as long as the cultivation conditions were met, he could learn martial arts instantly.
"I don't believe it, I'm trying to cover it up." Mrs. Hu's voice became extremely cute.
"Then do you want to try?" Song Qingshu felt his heart beating faster and stared at her.
Mrs. Hu took a look at him, touched his burning eyes, her heart fluttered, and she replied in a strange way: "Try it, just try it."
"Sister-in-law, look into my eyes..." With the approval of the beauty, Song Qingshu would not be polite.
As soon as Mrs. Hu made eye contact with him, she immediately felt trapped in a huge vortex, and her mind began to lose her mind.
"Sister-in-law, come and hug me." Although there were more things he wanted to do, Song Qingshu was still rational and did not dare to give excessive orders.
"En~" Mrs. Hu coquettishly agreed, and she walked over step by step, stretched out her jade arms, hugged Song Qingshu tightly, and leaned her head gently on his chest.
Warm and fragrant, Song Qingshu thought that this time he was playing too much, and snapped his fingers in a hurry. Mrs. Hu woke up and saw the posture of the two of them, and pushed Song Qingshu away in shame and anger.
"A mistake," Song Qingshu explained embarrassingly, "I forgot that I just practiced Shenzhao Kungfu, and my internal strength may be a little bit higher than my sister-in-law..."
Mrs. Hu sighed, and gave him a complicated look: "Qing Shu, if you... think about it for a while, I don't know how many good family virtues will be ruined."
"Sister-in-law, please don't misunderstand me. I'm not that kind of person." Song Qingshu quickly cleared himself, "There is no such thing as evil in martial arts, only those who use kung fu can distinguish between good and evil. Guo Jing and Huang Rong also know this kind of kung fu. Maybe my sister-in-law thinks they are also villains No."
"Well, I can't tell you anything." Mrs. Hu smiled faintly, "But you have to promise me." There was a burst of embarrassment in her heart, if he couldn't hold it back for a while and asked me to sleep, wouldn't I...
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will never use it on you again." Song Qingshu solemnly agreed with a complete expression.
"Then sister-in-law can rest assured," Mrs. Hu smiled sweetly, and the rising sun shone on her beautiful cheeks, making Song Qingshu bewildered.
Noticing his straight gaze, Mrs. Hu already had a decision in her mind.
"?" Madam Hu was secretly startled.
"To deal with people whose skills are not as good as your own or have evil thoughts in their hearts is often miraculous." Song Qingshu explained, "For example, it is useless for people like sister-in-law who are strong in martial arts and have a pure heart." Song Qingshu secretly called it a fluke. As a result, he was unable to practice because he possessed such extraordinary skills as the Nine Yin Scriptures. Unwilling to reconcile, he studied the scriptures over and over again, and finally found that the practice of moving souls did not require the circulation of internal energy at all, but relied entirely on the spirit. Strength, at that time, Song Qingshu knew that as long as the cultivation conditions were met, he could learn martial arts instantly.
"I don't believe it, I'm trying to cover it up." Mrs. Hu's voice became extremely cute.
"Then do you want to try?" Song Qingshu felt his heart beating faster and stared at her.
Mrs. Hu took a look at him, touched his burning eyes, her heart fluttered, and she replied in a strange way: "Try it, just try it."
"Sister-in-law, look into my eyes..." With the approval of the beauty, Song Qingshu would not be polite.
As soon as Mrs. Hu made eye contact with him, she immediately felt trapped in a huge vortex, and her mind began to lose her mind.
"Sister-in-law, come and hug me." Although there were more things he wanted to do, Song Qingshu was still rational and did not dare to give excessive orders.
"En~" Mrs. Hu coquettishly agreed, and she walked over step by step, stretched out her jade arms, hugged Song Qingshu tightly, and leaned her head gently on his chest.
Warm and fragrant, Song Qingshu thought that this time he was playing too much, and snapped his fingers in a hurry. Mrs. Hu woke up and saw the posture of the two of them, and pushed Song Qingshu away in shame and anger.
"A mistake," Song Qingshu explained embarrassingly, "I forgot that I just practiced Shenzhao Kungfu, and my internal strength may be a little bit higher than my sister-in-law..."
Mrs. Hu sighed, and gave him a complicated look: "Qing Shu, if you... think about it for a while, I don't know how many good family virtues will be ruined."
"Sister-in-law, please don't misunderstand me. I'm not that kind of person." Song Qingshu quickly cleared himself, "There is no such thing as evil in martial arts, only those who use kung fu can distinguish between good and evil. Guo Jing and Huang Rong also know this kind of kung fu. Maybe my sister-in-law thinks they are also villains No."
"Well, I can't tell you anything." Mrs. Hu smiled faintly, "But you have to promise me." There was a burst of embarrassment in her heart, if he couldn't hold it back for a while and asked me to sleep, wouldn't I...
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will never use it on you again." Song Qingshu solemnly agreed with a complete expression.
"Then sister-in-law can rest assured," Mrs. Hu smiled sweetly, and the rising sun shone on her beautiful cheeks, making Song Qingshu bewildered.
Noticing his straight gaze, Mrs. Hu already had a decision in her mind.
"?" Madam Hu was secretly startled.
"To deal with people whose skills are not as good as your own or have evil thoughts in their hearts is often miraculous." Song Qingshu explained, "For example, it is useless for people like sister-in-law who are strong in martial arts and have a pure heart." Song Qingshu secretly called it a fluke. As a result, he was unable to practice because he possessed such extraordinary skills as the Nine Yin Scriptures. Unwilling to reconcile, he studied the scriptures over and over again, and finally found that the practice of moving souls did not require the circulation of internal energy at all, but relied entirely on the spirit. Strength, at that time, Song Qingshu knew that as long as the cultivation conditions were met, he could learn martial arts instantly.
"I don't believe it, I'm trying to cover it up." Mrs. Hu's voice became extremely cute.
"Then do you want to try?" Song Qingshu felt his heart beating faster and stared at her.
Mrs. Hu took a look at him, touched his burning eyes, her heart fluttered, and she replied in a strange way: "Try it, just try it."
"Sister-in-law, look into my eyes..." With the approval of the beauty, Song Qingshu would not be polite.
As soon as Mrs. Hu made eye contact with him, she immediately felt trapped in a huge vortex, and her mind began to lose her mind.
"Sister-in-law, come and hug me." Although there were more things he wanted to do, Song Qingshu was still rational and did not dare to give excessive orders.
"En~" Mrs. Hu coquettishly agreed, and she walked over step by step, stretched out her jade arms, hugged Song Qingshu tightly, and leaned her head gently on his chest.
Warm and fragrant, Song Qingshu thought that this time he was playing too much, and snapped his fingers in a hurry. Mrs. Hu woke up and saw the posture of the two of them, and pushed Song Qingshu away in shame and anger.
"A mistake," Song Qingshu explained embarrassingly, "I forgot that I just practiced Shenzhao Kungfu, and my internal strength may be a little bit higher than my sister-in-law..."
Mrs. Hu sighed, and gave him a complicated look: "Qing Shu, if you... think about it for a while, I don't know how many good family virtues will be ruined."
"Sister-in-law, please don't misunderstand me. I'm not that kind of person." Song Qingshu quickly cleared himself, "There is no such thing as evil in martial arts, only those who use kung fu can distinguish between good and evil. Guo Jing and Huang Rong also know this kind of kung fu. Maybe my sister-in-law thinks they are also villains No."
"Well, I can't tell you anything." Mrs. Hu smiled faintly, "But you have to promise me." There was a burst of embarrassment in her heart, if he couldn't hold it back for a while and asked me to sleep, wouldn't I...
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will never use it on you again." Song Qingshu solemnly agreed with a complete expression.
"Then sister-in-law can rest assured," Mrs. Hu smiled sweetly, and the rising sun shone on her beautiful cheeks, making Song Qingshu bewildered.
Noticing his straight gaze, Mrs. Hu made up her mind.