"May 20th, what a nostalgic time." Song Shuhang casually closed the computer and climbed out of bed.
His body felt heavy, and the feeling of weakness after a cold surged up in waves.
"If it was me back then, I definitely wouldn't be able to hold on and would have to lie down and sleep. But now, I'm completely different. "Song Shuhang put on his clothes and went to wash his face to wake himself up.
This virtual world was vivid and lifelike, completely different from ordinary 'dreams' and 'illusions'.
So much so that it had already reached the level of 'entering a dream'.
The only difference from entering a dream was that he could now freely control his body, unlike when he was in a dream.
It was simply … like another real world!
It was as if he had reincarnated into a 'parallel world'.
The feeling of weakness in his body kept surging up, but Song Shuhang's mental state was very good.
The cold was a small problem, it didn't hurt or itch, and the pain level was only 0.000001.
"What should I do next?" Song Shuhang thought for a while, and his mind recalled the simplified body tempering liquid recipe that Senior Medicine Master had sent in the 'Nine Provinces (1) Group'.
Back then, when he stepped into the world of cultivators, this recipe was an important catalyst.
"Should I buy some medicinal ingredients and try the liquid?" Song Shuhang thought to himself.
He remembered the medicinal ingredients on the recipe very clearly.
A cultivator's memory was just that good. Moreover, this memory was the turning point in his life, and it was one of his most profound memories.
After recalling the recipe, Song Shuhang smiled and shook his head.
Although many of the medicinal ingredients on the body tempering liquid recipe could be bought in Chinese medicine shops, there were also a few medicinal ingredients that were spirit plants in the world of cultivators, such as Morning Dew Mysterious Grass, Fresh Overlord Branch, and so on, which couldn't be bought in pharmacies.
It seemed that refining medicine was unable to be the turning point.
Song Shuhang stretched, took the key to the rooftop, and headed to the dormitory's rooftop.
Even if refining medicine wasn't possible, the 'Basic Buddhist Fist Technique' and 'True Self Meditation Technique' were firmly imprinted in his mind, and this part of his memory wouldn't be taken away.
Although he did not have the support of the Body Tempering Liquid, practicing a few punches of the 《Vajra Foundation Building Fist Technique》 was definitely not a problem.
After arriving at the rooftop, Song Shuhang took a deep breath.
He skillfully assumed the stance of the Basic Vajra Fist Technique.
This was the fist technique he was best at, and he still used it when he reached the Fifth Stage. How to use this fist technique had long been imprinted in his soul.
His fist was like a dragon as he chanted the incantation.
This was the correct way to cultivate 《Vajra Foundation Establishment Fist Technique》 that Senior Medicine Master had taught him. The combination of the mnemonic chant and the fist technique would attract the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth to help the cultivator temper his body.
Without the incantation, one would not be able to draw in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the fist art would only be for show and useless.
After punching out, Song Shuhang did not feel the Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth converging towards him.
After completing a set of 《Vajra Foundation Building Fist Technique》, other than sweating profusely, he felt nothing. When the wind blew on the rooftop, he felt a chill all over his body.
"It seems that even the basic cultivation method is not the key to breaking out of this predicament." Song Shuhang shook his arms and stretched. He leaned against the guardrail of the rooftop and looked at the scenery of Jiangnan University City.
At the same time, thoughts kept appearing in his mind. [Was that experience of mine a dream? The Basic Vajra Fist Technique had no effect at all. Was it just something I imagined in my dream?]
"Naive." Song Shuhang chuckled.
This virtual world underestimated Song Shuhang's Daoist heart too much.
His Daoist heart was the same as the Pain Tolerance talent, and it was one of the few things that Song Shuhang could bring out.
300 years of life as a green onion, hundreds of years of being studied by the liquid metal ball as a fragment of the Reiki, and experiencing the dream again and again … Although it was only about six months, it was a magnificent and unimaginable life as a cultivator. All of these had laid an unimaginable foundation for his Daoist heart.
In the past, he had always claimed that his Daoist heart was as hard as steel, but in fact, he felt that his Daoist heart had long been harder than superalloys.
This kind of low-level 'bombardment of advertisements' would not have the slightest effect.
Song Shuhang felt that he was really a very calm person.
"If medicine refinement and the basic cultivation method are not the key to breaking out of this predicament, then I can only wait patiently." Song Shuhang gently knocked on the guardrail.
He had to wait for a special day.
June 1st, Children's Day.
Well, it wasn't that he wanted to celebrate Children's Day.
On this day, he might be able to meet a special person.
"Let's wait. It's only ten days." Song Shuhang shook the key and went down from the rooftop. He also locked the door of the rooftop, lest the Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters from Jiangnan University City went up to the rooftop and dueled with experts.
A duel could kill. Of course, Song Shuhang had to stop it. He locked the door and couldn't give his Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters a chance to take advantage of him.
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...
Time flew by.
Song Shuhang seemed to have returned to his ordinary life as a student, going to classes, chatting with friends, and teasing them.
When it was time to study, he would study seriously. When it was time to play, he would have fun. He didn't forget to go to the familiar bookstore to freeload books.
Of course, he did not completely waste these ten long days.
He couldn't practice, and he couldn't even use a meditation technique like the True Self Meditation Technique. However, Song Shuhang could take advantage of these ten days to sort out what he had learned in the past in his mind.
In the past, his life was too fulfilling.
More than five months had passed, and he was at the peak of the Fifth Stage Realm. There was almost no time for him to rest.
Now that he had some free time, he began to sort out the theoretical knowledge he had learned and mastered.
In particular, the Three Thousand Saber Scripture in his mind and the Righteous Body Tempering Scripture that came with the Scholarly Indestructible Body of the Buddha were things that were worth pondering over for a long time.
If he took the time to ponder over them, he would be able to comprehend more.
There was also the natural cultivation technique that he was practicing, the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Technique, the Holy Ape Dragon Power Technique, and the saber intent that he felt was just a step away from transforming.
During these ten days, Song Shuhang felt that he had benefited a lot.
He had a clearer understanding of himself.
This was a very interesting feeling.
In addition, perhaps because he had been pondering over the Righteous Body Tempering Scripture, Song Shuhang's scholarly temperament had become more and more obvious.
His roommates in the virtual world, Gao Mou, Tubo, and Yangde, had complained more than once about the changes he had undergone in the past ten days.
The ten days were over.
June 1st, Saturday.
His three roommates were half-day students and would go home to rest on weekends.
Song Shuhang got out of bed early in the morning and washed his face. Then, he ran to those small alleys and squatted there.
Would Shiliu show up today?
The dainty and exquisite Ah Shiliu had short hair and no makeup, but she still had a pretty appearance. Because of her petite figure, she always gave people the illusion that she was still a high school student.
Would she show up? Or would she not?
Although the entire Nine Provinces Number One Group was gone, and the numbers of the seniors in the group didn't correspond to them in real life. But since this virtual world was so real, some basic things couldn't be changed too much.
Song Shuhang estimated that the probability of Shiliu appearing was about 50-50.
If she appeared, she would be the key to breaking out of this predicament.
If she did not appear … then there was no need to be disappointed. The key to breaking out of this predicament might be hidden even deeper, and he still needed to find it.
Song Shuhang believed that his heart was firm. When he calmed down, he was the calm type.
Once he was mentally prepared, no matter what the result was, he would be able to calmly accept it.
Waiting was always a long time.
"If I meet Shiliu, how should I get in touch with her?" Song Shuhang pondered.
After all, in this world, he and Shiliu didn't know each other at all.
Go up to the wall and beat her?
That was a good idea! After all, Shiliu had the special property of being beaten by the wall.
However, he would be beaten to a pulp.
So, he should pretend to be an acquaintance to get close to her?
For example, after seeing her, he could faintly smile. "You're Shiliu, right? Unknowingly, you've already grown up. Actually, I'm a good friend of Su Clan's Seven. My name is Ba Song. Did Ah Qi ever mention me to you? "
Mm, this method of getting close to her had a relatively high success rate.
In order to increase his' credibility ', he could even bring out the [Tyrannical Saber Flight] and [Moonlight Saber Control] that Senior Seven had asked Shiliu to impart to him.
But the problem was, Senior Seven was a famous figure in the world of cultivators. If he casually used his name to get close to Shiliu, it would very likely arouse her vigilance.
Then … should it develop as he remembered?
No, at this time, he, who had never cultivated at all, would probably become a passerby A and die in the plot.
"Wait." Song Shuhang's eyes suddenly lit up.
Perhaps, death was the key to breaking out of this predicament?
Should he die once and see?
It wasn't the first time he died, it wasn't a big deal.
Then.
A day passed just like that.
There was no sign of tribulation thunder in the sky.
Su Clan's Shiliu did not appear.
Song Shuhang looked up at the sky.
After sighing, he stood up.
He felt that he could accept this result very calmly. After all, he had already mentally prepared himself.
But when Su Clan's Shiliu really did not appear, there was a huge sense of loss that hit him hard in the knees.
"Well, you finally beat me once. In this plot, Song Shuhang - 1 point, virtual world + 1 point. "Song Shuhang stood up, stretched his back, and moved his muscles and bones.
The key to breaking out of this predicament did not seem to be so easy for him to find.
He got up and returned to Jiangnan University City.
"Mm, after going back from the virtual world this time … and then returning to the main world from the Black Dragon World, I'll go find 'GONG Zihai'. It would be best if I could find that 'Zheng Neng' as well. After gathering the three big gift bags, I'll ask Shiliu to come out and meet him. "Song Shuhang nodded silently.
The sense of loss of not meeting Su Clan's Shiliu in the virtual world could be made up for after returning to the main world.
Stupid virtual world! You can't understand my heart at all!
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