"Hate, hate, hate ~ Even if I can't enter the cycle of reincarnation and become a ghost forever, I will still return!" The black spirit let out a ferocious roar. At the same time, its body expanded like a balloon. From the size of a ping-pong ball, it quickly grew to the height of half a person.
Looking at its appearance carefully, one could vaguely see traces of the appearance of the 'Altar Master' who died in the hands of Song Shuhang. However, there was only a fifty percent resemblance between it and the 'Altar Master'.
This was obviously the vengeful spirit formed by the curse that the 'Altar Master' placed on Song Shuhang before his death. However, this vengeful spirit had been personally crushed by Song Shuhang once and swallowed by the Pekingese Doudou several times, but the curse still hadn't disappeared?
This time, the Pekingese Doudou wasn't by Song Shuhang's side. And because Song Shuhang had consumed too much of his mental energy, he couldn't even maintain the small mental technique 'Vigilance'.
The cursed vengeful spirit slowly formed again. It grinned hideously and stretched out its sharp claws, fiercely clawing at Song Shuhang's throat. This claw would definitely leave five bloody holes on Song Shuhang's throat.
Just as the sharp claws were about to pierce Song Shuhang, a pure white spirit fiercely drilled out of Song Shuhang's Heart Aperture — it was the golden shield Reiki that had formed a contract with Song Shuhang.
The pure white Reiki was only the size of a fist, while the black vengeful spirit was already half the size of a person.
However, Reiki wasn't afraid at all. It suddenly opened its mouth and fiercely sucked at the vengeful spirit.
A strange scene happened. Like a whale sucking in water, Reiki's mouth was like the 'Purple Gold Gourd' that could suck a person in, and it directly swallowed the black vengeful spirit!
"Burp ~" Reiki satisfyingly burped, and even its body grew a little bigger. Then, it yawned and retracted back into Song Shuhang's Heart Aperture.
Song Shuhang smacked his lips while he was dreaming. He felt that he had a pretty good dream … and then, he turned over and continued to sleep soundly.
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It was a very beautiful dream.
This time, in the dream, Song Shuhang once again became an ancient person.
He had an innocent childhood with loving parents. However, when he was six years old, he got a strange disease that no medicine could cure. His father took him everywhere to seek treatment, but his strange disease didn't recover.
In the end, his parents sent him to a dilapidated Taoist temple dozens of miles away from home. A Taoist priest in a fiery red Taoist robe took him in.
This priest in a fiery red robe was not an ordinary person, but was an immortal. In the dream, Song Shuhang started to live with him. Every day, he would drink some bitter medicinal liquid and follow the Daoist priest to practice a few rounds of strange fist techniques.
Two years later, he had recovered from his illness, and he had even mastered some powers that did not belong to mortals.
Then, two years and three months later, the daoist priest wearing a fiery red daoist robe brought Song Shuhang, who was in the dream, to a towering tree that reached the clouds.
"This humble Daoist's name is Scarlet Heaven. You and I are fated to meet. Watch carefully! " The red-robed Taoist priest chuckled. Then, he stood under the giant tree, broke off a branch, and began to perform on the spot.
His mouth was even imparting some sort of cultivation technique and mnemonic chant.
It should be a peerless sword technique, but Song Shuhang couldn't understand it.
This was because as the Taoist priest displayed his swordplay, the Taoist priest's figure became more and more blurry, and he would often skip a section … And the mnemonic formula or cultivation method that he was imparting was explained in another language. To Song Shuhang, it was like a chicken talking to a duck.
However, the 'him' in the dream seemed to be able to see everything very clearly and listen with rapt attention.
After the Daoist priest finished his demonstration, he chuckled and asked, "How much did you remember?"
"90%," the 'him' in the dream answered honestly.
"Not bad. This ninety percent is enough for you to condense a Jin Dan and step into the Great Dao. Your future good fortune will depend on your own efforts. "Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven smiled and caressed the head of the 'him' in the dream.
The 'him' in the dream smiled shyly. He could faintly feel that the Daoist priest wanted to say goodbye to him.
Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven lovingly caressed his head and squatted in front of him, wanting to say something to him.
Suddenly, the Daoist priest looked at the 'him' in the dream with a puzzled expression.
Song Shuhang could feel that Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven's gaze was as deep as the universe. It seemed to be able to see through the 'him' in the dream, directly traversing countless time and space to stare at Song Shuhang himself!
Song Shuhang felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had been completely seen through!
"So that's how it is! Interesting! "Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven laughed.
Then, the Daoist priest stood up again and picked up the branch.
Afterward, Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven changed his language and began to recite the cultivation method again.
This time, the 'him' in the dream couldn't understand it at all because it wasn't a language he was familiar with.
However … Song Shuhang understood it!
"This humble Daoist Scarlet Heaven. Back then, when I entered the Dao, I relied on the 'Flaming Saber' that could be seen everywhere in the world of cultivators. It could be considered the foundation of this humble Daoist's cultivation. Today, the Daoist of Greed will impart this' Flaming Saber 'that belongs to me to you. Although it is only an ordinary saber technique that can be seen everywhere, I hope you won't think that this humble Daoist is stingy. "
Song Shuhang had the illusion that the Daoist priest Scarlet Heaven in the red robe wasn't talking to the 'him' in the dream, but rather directly talking to him through the 'him' in the dream!
"Time is limited, so the Daoist of Greed will demonstrate it to you once." Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven continued to wave the branch in his hand. Using the branch as a saber, he flicked his wrist and slashed out.
In that instant, Song Shuhang felt as if the world was burning.
The branch in the Daoist priest's hand seemed to be surging with endless flames. These flames could burn anything, and they would never go out!
The saber fell, and the flames enveloped the world. All the flourishing things in the world were burned by the flames! Even the high and mighty 'sky' was burned red by the flaming clouds.
There was no mnemonic chant for the saber technique, nor were there any saber techniques. There was only the saber intent of the slash! This slash was a set of saber techniques!
When Song Shuhang faced this saber, he felt as if his whole body was burning hot. His mouth and tongue were parched, and his blood was about to run dry!
However, he had comprehended a lot.
Although Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven couldn't see Song Shuhang, he seemed to know that Song Shuhang had comprehended a lot. He laughed and waved his hand, turning the branch in his hand into ashes.
Moreover, the towering branch behind him also turned into ashes and disappeared.
The 'him' in the dream was dumbfounded.
The Daoist priest in the red robe lightly whistled and steadily stepped into the sky. Without borrowing any external force, he soared high in the sky and finally disappeared.
The 'him' in the dream respectfully knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.
When the scene changed again, it was unknown how many years had passed.
The 'him' in the dream was already an adult. At this time, he was carrying a blue short sword on his back and wearing a daoist robe of the same style as Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven. However, the color of his robe had been changed to green.
The cultivator in the green daoist robe was a loose cultivator, Li Tiansu!
The dream ended there. Song Shuhang opened his eyes … the sky was bright.
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The time was 6: 03 AM in the morning. July 2nd, Tuesday. Sunny.
Song Shuhang sat up from the bed.
"Was it a dream?" While speaking, he discovered that his whole body was drenched in sweat!
"It wasn't a dream … then, was it the 'memory' of that loose cultivator, Li Tiansu?" Since he had a similar memory before, Song Shuhang immediately realized what was going on.
That 'Li Tiansu' should be the loose cultivator senior that dropped two pieces of equipment when he contracted with Reiki, right?
That was because when Senior White asked for the name of that loose cultivator, Song Shuhang heard the words' loose cultivator, Li Tiansu '.
However, why would the memory of this loose cultivator appear in his mind?
Was it Reiki? Reiki seemed to have absorbed some of the energy of Li Tiansu's Dao Transformation, resulting in a mutation. Then, when he synchronized with Reiki, he 'saw' this memory?
While thinking, Song Shuhang lowered his head and saw the ring on his finger — the ancient bronze ring.
It was one of the two items that Li Tiansu had left behind after his Dao Transformation.
"Could it be that this ring isn't because of Reiki, but because this ring carries the longing of its previous owner? Is that why I had that dream? "Song Shuhang asked again.
As soon as he thought of that dream, Song Shuhang remembered the Flaming Saber Technique that 'Scarlet Heaven' had imparted to him.
Scarlet Heaven said that it was a 'Flaming Saber Technique' that could be found everywhere in the world of cultivators.
However, when Scarlet Heaven slashed out with the Flaming Saber Technique, that inextinguishable flame that could burn everything, even the sky, was it really just an ordinary 'Flaming Saber Technique'?
That was simply a saber technique that could burn the heavens!
In the next moment, Song Shuhang's whole body started to get restless. Scarlet Heaven had imparted this' Flaming Saber Technique 'to him. Should he give it a try and see if it was a' dream '? Or perhaps it was Li Tiansu's' memory '?
Song Shuhang quickly ran to the safe, opened it, and took out the godly saber that he had obtained from the Moonsaber Sect's Sect Master, Ba Qianjun.
The saber was called Broken Tyrant, and it was three feet long and extremely hard. Moreover, after experiencing the flames of the Heavenly Tribulation, it seemed to have undergone some mystical changes.
Holding the saber, Song Shuhang ran to the rooftop of the fifth floor.
Because of the precedent of the Three Stars Fire Control Fan, he didn't dare to mess around in the room.
"I'll give it a try. No one will see it anyway. I'll just treat it as if I'm daydreaming. "Song Shuhang took a deep breath and recalled the appearance of Scarlet Heaven when he used the 'Flaming Saber Technique'.
He also spun the saber, and the blood and Qi in his Heart Aperture and Eye Aperture surged. Then, he slashed out …
The momentum was majestic, and the posture was cool!
However, no flames appeared.
There wasn't even a single spark, let alone flames.
"Haha." Song Shuhang laughed dryly.
Am I … still dreaming?
Or perhaps, this' Flaming Saber Technique 'requires him to practice diligently before he can master it?
"Since I'm free every day, I might as well take some time out every day and occasionally practice this' Flaming Saber Technique '," Song Shuhang decided.
If he could be like Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven and create raging flames with a single slash, it would truly be a great experience.
"Let's not think too much and focus on practicing first. I still have to go to class for the next few days. "Song Shuhang stretched his body.
Then, he put the treasured saber 'Broken Tyrant' to one side and began to practice the 《Basic Buddhist Fist Technique》. Then, he used the 《True Self Meditation Scripture》 to guide his blood and Qi into the third aperture, the nose aperture.
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