Great Pressure of Mound of Books: "True Monarch, what does' all of them 'mean?"
After a while, Yellow Mountain Zhenjun sent two words: "Do your best!"
Great Pressure of Mound of Books: "..."
After a while, Three Waves appeared and changed the topic: "North River, have you arrived yet? I have a feeling that we will be able to find the mysterious island in a few days! "
"I will arrive soon. Because I have to deal with the amnesia, I prepared a few magical treasures and modern products. It took me some time." Beihe Sanren replied.
Medicine Master: "Actually, I think you should wait for a few more days. After I find out the reason for your amnesia, it will be better for you to enter the mysterious island."
The typing speed must have been done by Riverly Purple Mist.
Beihe Sanren: "Medicine Master, hurry up and find out the reason for your friends' amnesia. After all, the mysterious island appears and disappears without any pattern. If we bump into it, we cannot miss it. "
Medicine Master: "I will try my best."
The topic in the group continued to revolve around 'mysterious island' and 'amnesia'.
Song Shuhang looked at the group messages in a daze. Unknowingly, he had fallen asleep.
Late at night.
The three roommates also fell asleep one after another.
At this time, above Song Shuhang's head, a pitch-black spiritual body appeared.
"I hate it, I hate it so much!" The spiritual body let out a ferocious cry and slowly expanded.
The sleeping Song Shuhang couldn't help but shrink his body.
"Tsk, again?" The Pekingese Doudou opened its eyes. Then, it skillfully opened its mouth and swallowed the pitch-black spiritual body. Looking at its proficient appearance and tone, it seemed that this wasn't the first time it swallowed this spiritual body.
* * * * *
The next day, June 19th, the weather report said: overcast with occasional showers.
Today, the coach arranged for Song Shuhang and Tubo to learn how to go on the road. Then, they would go to the road test venue and walk around it a few times to familiarize themselves with the venue.
Song Shuhang woke up early and practiced a few sets of basic fist techniques. When the appointed time arrived, he slowly ran towards the east gate.
Lin Tubo was already waiting at the east gate.
"Is the coach not here yet?" Song Shuhang waved his hand and asked.
"I heard from the coach that there's a girl who's coming with us to familiarize herself with the road test. That's why I asked her to drive a lap first," Tubo answered.
While they were talking, a coach car drove over.
The coach was a man in his thirties with a crew cut. Beside him was a girl with a ponytail, looking nervous.
Song Shuhang's ears were sharp, and he heard the conversation between the coach and the young lady from afar.
The crew-cut instructor pointed to a passerby not far in front of the car and said, "Do you see that person in front? Charge and crush him to death! "
"Ah ah ah ah? Why do you want to kill him? "The ponytailed girl looked surprised and said in a low voice," I don't dare to kill people. "
"Don't dare? Then why aren't you letting go of the accelerator? "The crew-cut coach growled.
The ponytailed girl was flustered.
"Alright, stop the car first. Do you remember the steps for parking the car? He turned on the turn signal, observed the pedestrians, and then slowly moved to the side. Stop next to the two boys, "the coach instructed step by step.
Recently, with Song Shuhang and Tubo as the benchmark, he had the urge to roar like a lion whenever he turned to look at his other students.
After the coach car stopped, Tubo opened the door to the bus stop and got in.
"Come, Shuhang, it's your turn to drive," the crew-cut instructor called out.
The ponytailed girl felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders and slipped into the back seat.
"Alright." Song Shuhang calmly fastened his seatbelt, adjusted the seat, and looked at the rearview mirror.
The car started steadily, and Tubo skillfully shifted gears, steadily increasing the speed.
If he didn't know that this was Song Shuhang's first time driving, the crew-cut instructor would have thought that he was an experienced driver.
This was the model of the student he wanted. The coach was satisfied. If every student could be this carefree, then he wouldn't have to roar like a lion every day.
"Very good, Shuhang, change lanes, then change back, and switch with Tubo to drive. With your level, you can sign up for the road test in a week! "The crew-cut instructor laughed.
"What about me?" The ponytailed girl came over and asked.
"Yes, for you … … wait until the day you don't want to drag me down with you, then I'll sign you up for the road test!" The crew-cut instructor said seriously.
"… …" The ponytailed girl laughed dryly and retreated.
After switching with Tubo, Song Shuhang got into the back seat, leaned against the door, and opened the Nine Provinces (1) Group. To prevent the ponytailed girl from looking at the contents of his phone.
At this time, the group was bustling with activity.
"I found the mysterious island, it's an interesting place. Just like Medicine Master's information, I can feel the power of the 'Forbidden Flight' formation when I get close. However, I can already smell the fragrance of medicinal herbs through the thick fog of the mysterious island. "Three Waves sent a message.
True Monarch Ancient Sea Temple said, "Three Waves send the coordinates, North River and I will rush over immediately."
Beihe Sanren: "When the time comes, bring along the few magical treasures I prepared, and also those pinhole cameras, one for each person. If we really lose our memories, as long as these magical treasures and pinhole cameras are not broken, we still have a chance to solve the mystery of amnesia. "
Medicine Master: "Be careful, there are ferocious demon beasts on the island, even the two Jin Dan Spirit Emperors can't stop them. Don't be greedy, be careful. "
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun reminded, "Remember to activate the spiritual energy protection technique, so as not to be disturbed."
About five minutes later, Three Waves, Beihe Sanren, and True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple met up, and the three entered the mysterious island together.
True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple's strength was profound, Three Waves and Beihe Sanren were also experts in the Nine Provinces (1) Group.
Three Waves's saber technique was unparalleled, and Beihe Sanren was an expert very close to the Sixth Stage True Monarch realm. If these three people all returned in low spirits, then the mysterious island would be marked as a highly dangerous secret realm.
Today, Su Clan's Ah Qi and Shiliu still didn't appear.
Lady Jouko Hagi was still struggling to keep pace with Reiki.
'I hope that the seniors who entered the secret realm are safe and sound, and that Shiliu can also get through this calamity.' Song Shuhang prayed in his heart.
* * * * *
Eight days later, June 27th, Thursday.
Song Shuhang and Lin Tubo passed the road test and the subject four theory test, and successfully obtained their driver's license. The two of them treated their roommates to a good meal.
It had been eight days since Three Waves, Beihe Sanren, and True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple entered the mysterious island. The three seniors still hadn't appeared from the mysterious island, and it was unknown how their harvest was.
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June 29th, Saturday, heavy rain.
Inside Medicine Master's five-story building.
Song Shuhang was refining the Body Tempering Liquid.
He opened the lid of the hotpot, turned on the exhaust hood, and turned the wind to the maximum. Most of the pungent stench was sucked away, but the whole room was still filled with a pungent stench.
Song Shuhang had already moved the herbs for the Body Tempering Liquid that Jouko Hagi had given him to Medicine Master in batches.
The Qi and Blood Pills had long been used up, but the 'Simplified Body Tempering Liquid' could still be used.
As Song Shuhang's physique grew stronger, the amount of Body Tempering Liquid he used also increased. Now, the amount of Body Tempering Liquid he refined was only enough for him to use once.
Moreover, the strengthening effect of the Body Tempering Liquid on the body was getting weaker and weaker. When the Body Tempering Liquid was completely ineffective, he could stop using it.
On the side, the big demon dog Doudou was so bored that she rolled around on the ground. "Didn't you say that Medicine Master would be back soon? Why isn't he back yet?"
"Senior Medicine Master's amnesia is a little more troublesome, so he came back late." Song Shuhang pinched his nose, and after the Body Tempering Liquid cooled down, he drank it in one go.
"Every time I see you drink the Body Tempering Liquid, I feel sorry for your stomach. You can even drink such a smelly thing." The demon dog Doudou crawled up from the ground.
"Actually, other than being a little smelly, the taste is pretty good. Do you want some?" Song Shuhang laughed.
"I don't want it even if it's free. I still prefer Medicine Master's meatballs. Even beef-flavored dog food tastes better than yours. I'm so bored, I can't live like this anymore. Give me some fun to play with. "It fell onto the ground again and rolled around.
"Aren't you going back to Yellow Mountain Zhenjun?" Song Shuhang asked doubtfully.
"I'm waiting for him to find me. Woof ~ Otherwise, wouldn't I lose face if I go back myself? " The Pekingese Doudou said coldly. Then, it suddenly thought of something, and ran to the side to open Song Shuhang's computer. In order to make it convenient for the demon dog Doudou to play games, Song Shuhang could only move the computer to Medicine Master's building.
"Shuhang, come quickly, log into your chat account!" Doudou bounced around.
Today, it hadn't teased Yellow Mountain Zhenjun yet. Every day, it would tease a few words, and then get muted by Yellow Mountain Zhenjun. This had already become an indispensable part of Doudou's daily life.
Song Shuhang casually logged into his account.
Nine Provinces (1) Group
Great Pressure of Mt.Books: "Yellow Mountain Zhenjun, Huangshan, I'm here again! When are you coming to catch me? I'm so bored! "
"I'm not free, come back yourself!" Yellow Mountain Zhenjun replied.
Great Pressure of Mt.Books: "Idiot Huangshan, if I go back myself, wouldn't I lose face? Come and catch me back, quickly catch me back! "
"I'm not free." Yellow Mountain Zhenjun still said these two words. Then, he conveniently muted Song Shuhang's account.
"Ahhhh, will you die if you chat with me more!" Doudou rolled on the ground again.
Approximately three minutes later, Yellow Mountain Zhenjun spoke. "Little Doudou, go call Shuhang Little Friend over. I have something to talk to him about!"
"Shuhang, Idiot Huangshan called you over for something." Doudou called.
"Is True Monarch White coming out of seclusion?" Song Shuhang came to the side of the computer, and opened Yellow Mountain Zhenjun's private chat window, sending a question mark over.
Calculating the time, it was about time for True Monarch White to come out of seclusion.
Doudou looked at it from the side, and her eyes immediately lit up. "I actually forgot that there was a private chat function! Woof woof, let's see how Huangshan will mute me at that time! "
"Shuhang Little Friend, I received True Monarch White's Thousand Li Sound Transmission before. He'll end his seclusion tomorrow night. I'll send you the address in a while. Go and pick him up. "Yellow Mountain Zhenjun said.
It really was True Monarch White. Song Shuhang smiled. "Okay. True Monarch, please send me the address. I'll go and pick him up tomorrow night."
"The approximate address is Linyao Village in Nanhua Lake City. Today I'll send you a Thousand Li Sound Transmission magical artifact. When you reach the destination tomorrow night, you can use the magical artifact to contact True Monarch White and find his seclusion location. "
"Okay!" Song Shuhang replied.
He was a bit nervous. Tomorrow he could go and see True Monarch White's seclusion location.
What would True Monarch White's seclusion location look like? It should be a very secretive place. There should be at least several hundred layers of defensive formations in the seclusion location, right?
Because that Scholar Xian Gong in the group space, who hadn't even been killed by nuclear weapons, had constructed over a hundred layers of defensive formations in his seclusion location.
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