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Chapter 143

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The heart acupoint was filled with qi and blood, and the acupoint opened naturally!

Only after the acupoint was opened could a cultivator truly control the 'qi and blood' in his body, and thus exert a power far beyond the limits of a human! As long as the qi and blood was strong enough, it was possible to twist steel bars with bare hands!

In the sea of consciousness, the true self became more solid, revealing the temperament of a cultivator.

Song Shuhang stood up and gently breathed.

He began to recall the scene in the illusion of the 《Vajra Foundation Building Fist Technique》, where the bare-chested grandmaster performed the fist technique.

In the hands of that grandmaster, a simple set of fist technique could be bent and straight; it could be powerful and heavy, like a cannon; it could also be as gentle as the wind, combining hardness and softness.

Before the heart acupoint was opened, Song Shuhang could not do it so easily.

But now, after opening the heart acupoint, he could try!

He could feel the qi and blood flowing out of the heart acupoint at all times. With the beating of his heart, the qi and blood was transported to every part of his body; after one cycle in his body, the qi and blood became stronger and returned to the heart acupoint. With this cycle, as long as Song Shuhang was alive and kicking, the qi and blood in his body would gradually increase.

And in the process of the qi and blood circulating in his body, Song Shuhang could feel the state of every muscle in his body and their explosive power.

This was a realm where he could control his own state.

Song Shuhang once again put up the starting gesture of the 《Vajra Foundation Building Fist Technique》. His limbs were half relaxed and half tense, faintly seeming to merge with the surrounding environment. There was an indescribable sense of smoothness throughout his body.

Holding his breath, concentrating, he punched out!

The speed was not fast, but there was a booming sound in the air. It was even heavier than the explosive sound when Song Shuhang punched with all his strength in the past. A casual punch, a simple gesture, had the power of chanting the 'fist technique mnemonics' to attract the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the past.

After finishing the 《Vajra Foundation Building Fist Technique》 from beginning to end, Song Shuhang let out a long breath.

This was truly 'in one breath' to finish the entire set of the foundation building fist technique.

As he exhaled, every muscle in his body trembled slightly, adjusting to an extremely healthy and perfect state.

Only then did Song Shuhang show a satisfied smile.

Today's cultivation ended here.

Although he could rely on the Vitality Pill to cultivate a few more times, Song Shuhang was not prepared to continue cultivating.

More haste, less speed. Having just completed the Foundation Establishment, he needed some time to adapt to his current body state and completely master it!

Sharpening the knife will not delay the chopping of firewood.

After taking a shower, Song Shuhang took out the black box he got from the Altar Master.

Afterwards, he placed the Bloodgod Jewel he had obtained yesterday into the black box, and placed the treasured saber he had obtained from the Moonsabre Sect Leader together with the black box.

The blade was engraved with the name — Tyrant's Destruction.

The saber was three feet and three inches long. The blade was burned by the tribulation fire and turned completely black. The originally beautiful treasured saber had now become a black and swarthy black saber.

However, after being burned by the tribulation fire, the restrictions and spiritual imprints left behind by the Moonsabre Sect Leader, the Tyrant of a Thousand Soldiers had been completely burned away. Now, this saber was a completely ownerless object.

"If only this saber could be like Medicine Master's flying sword, and have a concealment formation. Then I could carry it on me at all times. "Song Shuhang sighed to himself.

He really liked this saber, and wished he could carry it on him at all times.

It was a pity that this saber was a sharpened weapon. If it wasn't concealed, not long after he carried it on the streets, it would be confiscated by the police. He might even be charged with carrying a controlled knife.

He placed these treasures in the safe in his room. Medicine Master's house had the protection of the formation he had set up, so he didn't need to worry about burglars visiting. It couldn't be any safer with the treasures here.

Afterwards, Song Shuhang brought Great Master Tong Xuan's flying sword back in the direction of Jiangnan University City.

This flying sword had to be sent back to Great Master Tong Xuan.

He had already contacted Little Monk Three Realms through Soft Sky Chat, informing him that the flying sword had been found.

… …

… …

On the way, Song Shuhang dialed Sima Jiang's number, "Hello, Little Jiang? Haha, I called you so late. Are your injuries better? Yes, can you come over now? I need to send the last delivery again.

On the phone, Sima Jiang quickly replied, "No problem. Do you still want to go to Jiangnan University City? Okay, I got it. I'll be there immediately! "

Sima Jiang was originally worried that Song Shuhang wouldn't take care of his business anymore. Now that he had this phone call, he finally felt relieved.

"Four people, come with me." Sima Jiang said. If this delivery was robbed again, he wouldn't have the face to see anyone again.

"Mr. Sima, how should we deal with the robber?" The man in black suit pushed his glasses up and asked.

"Lock him up first. I'll go ask Song Shuhang and see what he thinks," Sima Jiang said while walking with the four men in black suits.

* * * * *

On the way back to Jiangnan University City, Song Shuhang unexpectedly met two 'acquaintances'.

The two meter tall Nam Ho Meng and the thin and weak Lin Tao.

Lin Tao was the senior who sold Song Shuhang information during the 'Altar Master Incident' and suffered a friendly face-breaking punch from Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang saw them when he was turning a corner. Because of the angle, the two of them didn't see him.

The two of them seemed to have met by chance.

Nam Ho Meng revealed a brilliant smile and walked towards Lin Tao, "Student Lin Tao, have you fixed the teeth that were knocked out?"

Lin Tao's face was still slightly swollen. He had a worried expression on his face, but he still replied in a fawning manner, "I've fixed them, I've fixed them."

However, because there were a lot of teeth that needed to be fixed, he had spent most of the money that he got not too long ago. Not only did he not earn anything, but he also lost half of his teeth for nothing. Lin Tao felt very bitter in his heart …

"It's good that they've been fixed. Nowadays, technology is very advanced, and you can't tell that they are fake teeth. By the way, you didn't complain to the school, right? You and I aren't kids anymore, we are all adults. If we do something wrong, we have to take responsibility, right? "Nam Ho Meng revealed a kind smile and patted Lin Tao's shoulder.

"No, of course not." Lin Tao shook his head.

"It's good that you and I didn't get to know each other without a fight. After a fight, you and I got to know each other by fate. "Nam Ho Meng was a chatterbox. This was known to Song Shuhang the first time they met.

Moreover, this guy didn't have any self-awareness. He was obviously a chatterbox, but he still refused to admit it.

"Let's be friends in the future. Of course, you don't want to experience the 'no discord, no concord' again, right? So, let bygones be bygones. Let bygones be bygones. Is this how you say it? "Nam Ho Meng patted Lin Tao's thin shoulder once again.

"Yes, yes." Lin Tao really wanted to cry. Who the hell wants to be friends with you?

"Then, let's meet again in a few days. I wish you success in your studies." Nam Ho Meng laughed, waved his hand, and left. It seemed like … he was worried that Lin Tao would complain to the school, so every few days, he would come to threaten Lin Tao.

This big guy is surprisingly attentive?

Lin Tao gritted his teeth, touched his swollen face, and muttered, "If I had the ability, I would definitely beat you up. B * stard! "

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a ghostly voice behind him, "Hmm, not bad. You are quite ambitious."

Lin Tao was shocked. Who are these people? Why didn't they make a sound when they came behind him?

He turned his head, and saw Song Shuhang's fair and clean face.

Suddenly, Lin Tao's face twitched. The place where he was beaten a few days ago began to hurt.

"But you have to train well. You are as weak as a chicken now. I can crush you with one finger. After you train well, you can come and find me anytime. "After saying that, Song Shuhang turned his head and looked around. There was an old building that was being demolished.

He came in front of a wall of the building, clenched his fist, controlled his strength, and lightly punched the wall.

Dong! There was a loud sound.

Cracks appeared on the wall as if it had been smashed by a sledgehammer.

Song Shuhang nodded in satisfaction, and turned his head to Lin Tao, "Hmm, see? When you train to this level, you can come and find me for revenge. "

Lin Tao's eyes were dull. He looked at the cracks on the wall, and did not speak for a long time.

After waiting for Song Shuhang to walk far away, Lin Tao went forward to touch the wall, and then pushed it again.

This wall that was going to be demolished was not a jerry-built project, but a project with a conscience. The quality was excellent!

Lin Tao's legs went soft.

* * * * * *

More than ten minutes later, Jiangnan University City, male dormitory.

Sima Jiang once again took the express delivery from Song Shuhang's hands. This time, he carefully put the express delivery into a black box that looked like a high-tech product.

"Little Jiang, I'll have to trouble you with this express delivery again." Song Shuhang said.

Sima Jiang laughed heartily. As for how the express delivery returned to Song Shuhang's hands, he cleverly didn't ask.

Before leaving, Sima Jiang asked, "Right, Student Song Shuhang. How should I deal with the robber I caught last time? "

"Oh, the guy whose leg was blown off by you? Do as you see fit. If there's any trouble, just throw him in jail. "Song Shuhang thought for a while and replied.

Speaking of jail … I wonder how that Caucasian monk is doing? I wonder where I can get information about the Caucasian monk?

"I understand. This time, I will definitely deliver the express delivery smoothly. Please rest assured! "Sima Jiang said with strength.

"I believe in you." Song Shuhang waved his hand. He felt guilty. Sima Jiang was dragged into this undeserved calamity by him. If there was an opportunity in the future, he would definitely think of a way to make it up to him.

After seeing off Sima Jiang, Song Shuhang returned to his dormitory.

His three roommates hadn't returned yet. Ever since Yangde rented a room outside, he felt that the dormitory wasn't as lively as before.

Should I raise a pet?

That won't do. The student dormitory doesn't allow pets.

While thinking, Song Shuhang pushed open the dormitory's door.

Then … he saw a big furry tail. It's so big! This tail looks as big as a floor-mounted electric fan!

Song Shuhang decisively closed the door and rubbed his eyes.

He had a bad premonition in his heart.

After taking a deep breath, he opened the dormitory's door again.

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