Song Shuhang said slowly and tirelessly.
The 《Diary of an Ascetic Senior Monk》 wasn't an autobiography. Rather, it was a description of the ascetic senior monk's ascetic cultivation process from the perspective of a bystander.
"A long, long time ago, there was a senior monk. He was bald, wore thin sackcloth, and walked barefoot. His body was thin, but his eyes were bright, and he was full of energy, qi, and spirit. "Song Shuhang said.
"He was a very ordinary monk. Was this story interesting?" Jouko Hagi asked.
Su Clan's Shiliu covered her mouth and chuckled. "Shuhang, you're still a big bald head."
Song Shuhang subconsciously touched his bald head. "Don't worry, I have a hair growing technique … Once I get rid of the 'blue hair' problem, I think it won't be a problem to have as long hair as I want. If I want, I can even have long hair that reaches my waist. "
"Oh, Song Qianbei, who are you going to marry after your hair reaches your waist?" Jouko Hagi laughed.
Song Shuhang rubbed his temples. "Why do I have to marry someone? I'm the only child in my family, of course I have to get a wife. "
This was a fine tradition of the Nine Provinces Number One Group — jumping from topic to topic.
"Soon, you won't be the only child." Suddenly, a voice echoed from behind Song Shuhang.
It was an unfamiliar voice, erratic, and had a mischievous smile on it.
Song Shuhang turned his head, but didn't see anyone.
"Was it an auditory hallucination?" Song Shuhang was puzzled.
"No, I heard it too. Just now, there was a voice saying that Song Qianbei, you won't be the only child. "Jouko Hagi said.
Su Clan's Shiliu nodded. "Me too."
"What do you mean? If I'm not the only child, are my parents going to have another child? Although the two-child policy was implemented a few years ago, my parents aren't planning on having another child. Because I was already in junior high at that time, "Song Shuhang said.
Jouko Hagi poked Song Shuhang and said, "Song Qianbei, after we were locked up in the Heavenly Dao's small black room, everyone in the universe has forgotten about us. Will Auntie and Uncle forget about you? "
Song Shuhang's body stiffened.
Su Clan's Shiliu: "Auntie and uncle drank the Spirit Green Tea and the living spring, right? They should be getting younger and younger."
Because Song Shuhang had shown kindness to Su Clan's Shiliu, Su Clan's Seven quietly arranged some disciples in the vicinity of Song Shuhang's house to be in charge of protecting Song Shuhang's parents. Therefore, Shiliu also had information about Papa Song and Mama Song getting younger and younger.
Jouko Hagi clapped her hands. "Auntie and Uncle have forgotten about Song Qianbei, and they are getting younger and younger … Hmm, according to Detective Jouko Hagi's deduction, when Song Qianbei returns home, Auntie might already be pregnant with a child. I wonder if it will be a younger brother or sister? "
Song Shuhang immediately knelt down.
Because the possibility was too great.
What if he returned home and found out that he had a younger brother or sister?
Song Shuhang pondered for a moment …
In fact, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was quite interesting.
Having a younger brother or sister would be very cute.
He could secretly take them out to play. For example, he could quietly take them on a flying sword, fly them high in the sky, and let them laugh happily in the air.
Or he could take them into the sea, use a sword light, and escape to the depths of the sea in one breath, letting them experience the beauty of the underwater world up close.
Now that he was at the Fifth Stage, it wouldn't be a problem for him to directly go to space!
With him around, he could let his younger brother or sister experience a dream-like life at a very young age.
While other children were dreaming of supermen, immortals, or heroes, he could directly let his younger brother or sister experience the life of supermen and immortals.
Not good, I'm suddenly looking forward to it.
…
…
"If Auntie gives birth to a son, Shuhang, will you be able to get married?" Shiliu asked.
Song Shuhang was dumbfounded. "Huh?"
"From your expression, I understand." Shiliu pinched his chin. "In that case, will you be able to accept them marrying each other?"
"Marrying each other?" Song Shuhang was still dumbfounded.
"The woman will marry the man and have a wedding. Then, the man will marry the woman and have the same wedding, "Shiliu said as he gestured with his hands.
It was a suffocating marriage pattern.
"Is there any point in doing this?" Song Shuhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Yes, there is. It can be used to deal with some old antiques, "Su Ashiliu said.
Song Shuhang was puzzled. "Old antiques?"
"Song Qianbei, you know too little about the cultivation world. In some cultivation families, there are always some old antiques who have the mindset of 'secret techniques can't be divulged to outsiders', 'the daughter will be someone else's once she marries out, so the techniques can only be passed on to males and not females', 'after the daughter learns the family's unique techniques, she must also find a way not to divulge them to outsiders', and so on." Jouko Hagi giggled.
As she laughed, she suddenly had an epiphany.
Shiliu wanted to marry Song Qianbei?
Was the relationship between Shiliu and Song Qianbei that good? Why didn't she know?
"I see." Song Shuhang understood. In fact, the way of thinking of these old antiques was not wrong for an aristocratic family. Because it was precisely this way of thinking that allowed an aristocratic family to continue for a long time. After all, aristocratic families were different from sects, and they attached more importance to the principle of not divulging their techniques to outsiders.
"Actually, there is a solution." Jouko Hagi raised her finger, and said, "If Song Qianbei's strength is high enough, you won't have to worry about this. At least a Seventh Stage Venerable … no, an Eighth Stage Xuansheng would be safe. Mm-hm, if you have the strength of a Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender, no matter which sect or which aristocratic family you come from, there won't be a problem. Even if you want to marry the female head of an aristocratic family, no one will object. "
If the Spirit River Su Clan also hid an existence with the strength of her father's level, then they would need at least an Eighth Stage Xuansheng to be safe.
Su Ashiliu said, "That makes sense."
"What makes sense? Do you think that Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcenders are big carrots? There isn't a single Tribulation Transcender in our Nine Provinces Number One Group. Even Xuansheng only has the newly ascended Senior White and Senior Septuagint. At most, there is a backup Senior Spirit Butterfly, "Song Shuhang said.
Jouko Hagi cupped her hands toward Song Shuhang. "Hegemon BaSong, it's an honor to meet you."
Song Shuhang: "…"
Jouko Hagi.
Su Clan's Shiliu slightly lowered her head in thought. She didn't need to become a Tribulation Transcender. As long as she advanced to the Seventh Stage Venerable Realm, she would have enough power to speak. If she became a Sage, no one in the Spirit River Su Clan would stop her, and they would even coax her.
"Ayaya, the topic has changed." Jouko Hagi clapped her hands, and said, "Song Qianbei, continue with your story."
Song Shuhang said, "I thought you forgot about this topic."
"Go on, we're listening," Su Ashiliu said.
"Cough, then I'll continue," Song Shuhang said.
Then, he began to talk about the ascetic process of the senior monk.
For example, walking in the snow, not eating or drinking for dozens of days.
The senior monk walked in the sharp stone forest, stepping on the sharp stones with his bare feet, eating and sleeping in the open.
The senior monk encountered some monster beasts and won, but he didn't kill them, and only subdued them.
The senior monk walked all the way, and finally reached a terrible forest, which was filled with all kinds of poisonous insects. After the senior monk entered, he was immediately poisoned, and almost died.
Because the original work used a lot of beautiful words to describe the situation of the senior monk being poisoned in detail. When Song Shuhang told this story, he couldn't skip this part.
The poisoned senior monk had purple lips, a black face, violent breathing, painful cries, and desperately scratching the ground with his fingers.
Su Clan's Shiliu: "…"
Jouko Hagi: "…"
The two women felt that there was something wrong with this story. Wasn't the process of the senior monk's suffering described in too much detail? Did the author find joy in writing about the senior monk's suffering?
"The poisoned senior monk narrowly escaped death, but in the end, with strong willpower, he overcame the poison and regained his vitality!" Song Shuhang said.
"That's ridiculous. If willpower can overcome poison, then what's the point of needing an antidote? At this time, instead of looking for an antidote and relying on willpower, it's simply ridiculous. "The illusory voice behind him suddenly interrupted.
Song Shuhang turned his head and looked behind him again.
Obviously, there was an expert following them. This expert's strength was unfathomable, and even Song Shuhang couldn't sense his existence.
"Is it Senior Almighty Merchant? I have something I want to buy. "Jouko Hagi shouted.
The voice that was ridiculing them suddenly disappeared.
Song Shuhang: "…"
It really was him.
"Shuhang, continue the story." Su Clan's Shiliu narrowed her eyes and said.
Through this story, she seemed to have 'understood' something, but it was still separated by a layer of paper, and she didn't understand it completely.
She wanted to hear the story to the end.
Thereupon, Song Shuhang continued to narrate.
The ascetic senior monk climbed over mountains, crossed swamps, stepped on deserts, and swam across the sea barefoot. He encountered storms, endured lightning strikes, crossed seas of fire, and was buried alive by sandstorms.
His experiences were like Sparta, and made people admire him from the bottom of their hearts.
"Finally!" Song Shuhang licked the corner of his mouth. After foreshadowing for so long, the most interesting part had come.
When Jouko Hagi heard the word 'finally', her interest was also aroused. What did the senior monk obtain after going through ascetic practice?
Su Clan's Shiliu also pricked up her ears. She felt that she was about to 'understand', and was just missing the last bit.
"In the end, he died …
Even his bones rotted in the soil.
He used his own life as the end of his ascetic practice.
But his soul was sublimated! This is the best ascetic practice! "Song Shuhang read out the contents of the last page of the 《Ascetic High Monk Diary》 without changing a single word.
"What the hell, can't we just listen to the story happily? He actually died? "The Almighty Merchant couldn't help but ridicule.
"I feel that this is an interesting turn of events that makes people want to ridicule," Jouko Hagi said.
At this time, Su Clan's Shiliu suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed at the void.
In the void, a faint white light flashed.
Immediately after, from that white light, the power of 'virtue' returned to Su Clan's Shiliu.
Behind Ah Shiliu, the silhouette of a little white dragon flashed past.
Song Shuhang's eyes widened. "Shiliu, you comprehended it?"
The 《Ascetic High Monk Diary》 hid the 'soul ferrying technique', but it should only be used in conjunction with the 《Ksitigarbha's Soul Ferrying Scripture》.
But Shiliu hadn't grasped the 《Ksitigarbha's Soul Ferrying Scripture》, yet she was able to use the 'soul ferrying technique' with a casual point of her finger?
Shiliu softly said, "This is the soul ferrying technique?"
As they spoke, the three of them took the final step at the same time.
The path of thorns ended.
The light on Song Shuhang's body surged, and the tenth ancient great ape and the Confucian scripture took shape behind him.
Jouko Hagi's body also flashed with a rainbow-colored light, and her constitution was strengthened.
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