"If the frost had just appeared on the surface of the young lady's body, I could still save her. But now, unless I cultivate to the stage of the Eighth Stage Saint Monarch, there is no way to save her. "Cave Lord Snow Wolf said sincerely.
Apart from Cave Lord Snow Wolf, there were other people in the group who cultivated ice magic, but they didn't specialize in it. Cave Lord Snow Wolf was the only ice magic practitioner in the group. He was the authority of ice magic in the group.
"Then what's the principle behind the cold air? Is there a problem with one of her organs?" Song Shuhang probed. If magic couldn't solve the problem, why not try combining science and technology? The Three Stars Imperial Fire Fan was a combination of science and cultivation.
"Shuhang Little Friend, do you want to do an operation to change her organs? It's useless. Ice coffins have formed on the surface of her body, and the cold air has already invaded every corner of her body. It might even affect her soul. Don't tell me you can change her entire body and soul? "Cave Lord Snow Wolf mercilessly shattered Song Shuhang's fantasy.
"Ah, what a sad story." Song Shuhang sighed. Senior Li Tiansu, please don't blame me. I can't do anything about it! Please don't turn into a resentful ghost in heaven and come looking for me, okay?
As a good person, he had the will, but the strength.
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Breakfast was carefully prepared by Penniless Thief Sect's Young Mistress Candy.
Today, she was still laughing heartily, but compared to yesterday, she seemed to have recovered a bit.
Song Shuhang secretly heaved a sigh of relief. If this young lady really became a fool, he wouldn't be able to deal with her. He couldn't let her be a kitchen maid for the rest of her life.
Before Song Shuhang left, he waved at Doudou and Senior White, "I'm leaving. Doudou, don't cause trouble!"
Doudou rolled her eyes, then turned to Venerable White and said, "Senior White, Song Shuhang is scolding me while pointing at the mulberry tree. He's clearly telling me not to cause trouble, but in fact, he's telling you. "
Venerable White laughed dryly.
Song Shuhang's waving hand froze. Doudou, why are you telling the truth? There were some words that should be kept in their hearts. Wouldn't it be bad if they were said out loud?!
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In Jiangnan University City, the final exam began.
As for the graduation certificate, the graduation certificate of Jiangnan University City was quite valuable. Every student had to fight for it.
Before the exam, Song Shuhang was also a little nervous.
Because in the past, every time before an exam, he would study hard. But last night, he climbed into bed early and went to sleep. The rhythm wasn't right, causing him to feel a little guilty.
When the test papers were distributed, Song Shuhang wrote quickly, 'Shua Shua Shua' …
Before he knew it, he had finished the entire test paper.
"Why does it feel so simple?" Song Shuhang thought to himself. He raised his head and looked around. All the students were still struggling to answer the questions.
Only the rustling sound of pen and paper could be heard in the entire exam room. He then looked up at the clock on the top of the classroom. 'Oh my god, only three minutes have passed.'
Just how fast was his hand speed? How could he finish answering the entire test paper in three minutes?
What should he do now? The exam would take at least half an hour to hand in the paper?
After a while, Song Shuhang sighed to himself. He held the pen and made a writing gesture. Then, he closed his eyes and began to practice the 《True Self Meditation Scripture》. Life is short. Don't waste time when you can practice.
Speaking of the 《True Self Meditation Scripture》, with the opening of his Heart Aperture and Eye Aperture, in addition to the contract with Reiki, the image of the 'true self' in his sea of consciousness changed again.
However, the true self didn't become more 'ethereal'. Instead, it evolved in a strange direction.
In the space of consciousness, the true self had a serious face. He wasn't wearing any clothes on his upper body, revealing his well-defined muscles. Then … his hair seemed to have become shorter?
That's not right. I'm a book lover. I've always envied the free and easy cultivators who rode on flying swords and traveled across the world. But why is the image of the true self becoming more and more out of place?
Is it because I've read too little recently that I've lost my scholarly aura? I've decided. After today's exam, I'll go to the bookstore to freeload books. I haven't been to that bookstore in a long time …
Song Shuhang thought to himself.
The cultivation of the 《True Self Meditation Scripture》 took exactly half an hour.
Song Shuhang got up, handed in the test paper, and leisurely left the examination room.
Behind him, the female invigilator frowned and looked at Song Shuhang. Then, she looked at the answers on Song Shuhang's test paper and fell into deep thought.
She had an impression of this examinee … because not long after the exam papers were handed out, this examinee had been maintaining a motionless posture.
While she was invigilating the exam, she even saw this examinee dozing off with his eyes closed.
When did he write the answers on the test paper?
* * * * * *
For the University English exam in the afternoon, Song Shuhang had some experience. He slowly answered the questions and dragged it out for half an hour before handing in the test paper. This time, he didn't attract the attention of the teacher.
He went to the other classrooms. Yangde, Gao Mou, and Tubo were still struggling and didn't seem to be coming out.
"Forget it, I'll go to the bookstore to take a look." Song Shuhang thought to himself.
He found the familiar bookstore with ease.
It was the same road; it was the same shop; it was still the same gentle and beautiful Jiangnan lady boss.
Even though he hadn't been here for a month, Song Shuhang felt as if he had been separated by a century. Was it because he had experienced too many things in the past month?
After entering the bookstore, Song Shuhang was like a fish in water. He quickly found a few books related to planes and squatted at the corner of the bookshelf to read.
He was going to learn how to fly a plane with Senior White later. Even though he had Senior White's "Sword Kinesis Flight" as a foundation, it was better to have more knowledge.
At the entrance of the bookstore, the beautiful lady boss looked up at Song Shuhang. Why was this book freeloader here again? Wasn't it Jiangnan University's exam today? Wasn't he worried about his exam results?
She knew that Jiangnan University had two make-up exams. After failing three subjects, they would be given a free ticket to go back to the city. Or was this young man so confident in his victory?
But then again, didn't this young man grow a lot taller? He looked more slender, and the pudgy look from a month ago was gone. His body shape was smooth and pleasing to the eye, like a model.
A lot more handsome? The beautiful lady boss thought to herself. Then, she lowered her head to read her book again …
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…
Time flew. In the blink of an eye, it was already evening.
"So fast?" Song Shuhang hurriedly picked two books at random and went to the lady boss to handle the procedures for renting the books. Afterward, he leisurely returned.
Back at Medicine Master's building, Song Shuhang inserted the key to open the door, stepped in, and closed the door.
Then, when he turned around … Damn, what's going on?
What appeared in front of him was a boundless desert. There was no grass on the ground, only yellow sand.
Was there something wrong with my eyes? Or was it an illusion?
Song Shuhang quickly squatted down and scratched the ground. It was really yellow sand. He could feel the fine sand flowing between his fingers! It wasn't an illusion. It was a real desert!
Did Senior White do something? That was Song Shuhang's first thought. It was normal for him to think that way.
"Senior White, Doudou! Are you there? "Song Shuhang shouted.
However, apart from his own echo, there was no movement at all.
After a while.
Song Shuhang rubbed his eyebrows. Was it not Senior White and Doudou's doing?
Then what's going on in front of me? Was I teleported and thrown into the desert?
Or did I … transmigrate?
Song Shuhang had become very receptive to this kind of 'supernatural' phenomenon. Even cultivators had truly appeared in his life, so it was not impossible for him to have transmigrated to another world.
However, most of the protagonists in famous novels were depressed before they transmigrated. Then, they were suddenly struck by lightning, electrocuted, smashed by meteorites, and died in various ways before they transmigrated.
But I, Song Shuhang, am a young college student. I studied at Jiangnan University City, a good university. I had just come into contact with the real world of 'cultivation'. I was just about to start my magnificent life. Why the hell did I have to transmigrate?
Moreover, he had only opened Medicine Master's building and entered the courtyard. He wasn't struck by lightning or smashed by meteorites.
He had to transmigrate just by opening a door. What was going on?
I didn't plan to transmigrate … No, I have to go back!
Song Shuhang turned around to see if the door he came in was still there. But when he turned around, he still saw the endless desert. The door was nowhere to be seen.
Were they trying to play him to death?
What should I do now?
Song Shuhang felt that it was good that his heart was big now. He could still stay calm.
"First of all, I have to confirm that I was' teleported 'to the desert? Or did I transmigrate to another dimension and directly transmigrate to some magical world? If it was just 'teleportation', there shouldn't be a problem. If it was a different dimension, there would be a big problem. "Song Shuhang murmured.
Then, he took out his cell phone.
If there was still a signal, it meant that he was still on Earth! If there was no signal …
He took out his cell phone. There was no signal at all.
"Don't be nervous. Calm down. Maybe it's because this is the desert and the signal isn't good. Based on my experience from reading so many novels, if I transmigrate to another world, there will definitely be two or three moons in the sky. It's still early now. When the sky gets darker … Oh, where's the sky? "When Song Shuhang raised his head, he found that the sky was empty. There were no blue skies or white clouds. There was only a layer of something that looked like a black hole that was constantly spinning.
Did I really transmigrate to another world where even the laws of physics have changed?
Then, what should I do after transmigrating to another world?
Song Shuhang opened his cell phone and looked through it. At this moment, he regretted deleting all the saved "Other World Transmigration" novels in his cell phone.
Otherwise, he might have been able to see if there were any main characters like him who transmigrated to a desert. How did they rely on themselves to renew themselves and rise to power, dominating the other world step by step?
"Calm down. I can't lose my mind. I have to think of a way to survive in the desert first, "Song Shuhang said to himself.
But … Calm down my * ss!
I transmigrated!
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