In the sky, the meteorite seemed to have locked onto its target. Song Shuhang activated the fixed-point navigation mode … it was getting closer and closer.
Song Shuhang stared at the meteorite, quickly calculating its landing location in his mind.
Suddenly, his eyes opened wide!
"Did I see it wrong?" Song Shuhang rubbed his eyes. He seemed to have vaguely seen that there was a figure directly under the meteorite.
He opened his eyes wide and activated the power of qi and blood in his Eye Aperture, improving his eyesight by another level.
No, he didn't see it wrong! There was really a person under the meteorite.
Moreover, it was an acquaintance. Song Shuhang had thought of him just now. This figure was Yunwu Daoren, who had been detained by Yellow Mountain Zhenjun in the Five Fingers Mountain Sealing Forbidden Area.
At this time, Yunwu Daoren was lying on his side, and his side had been hit by the meteorite. Half of his face was swollen and covered in blood. His whole body was covered in wounds, and the flames of the meteorite had engulfed him. The clothes on his body had almost been burnt by the flames of the meteorite.
"Strange, according to Yellow Mountain Zhenjun's description, Yunwu Daoren was already a Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor, a powerhouse who had condensed the life-bound Jin Dan. Why didn't he fly out from under the meteorite? Why did he have to face this meteorite head-on? What is he doing? "Song Shuhang was puzzled.
Could it be that this meteorite was a treasure?
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...
Song Shuhang had misunderstood. It wasn't that Yunwu Daoren didn't want to fly out from under the meteorite, but that he couldn't — he had fainted.
Yes, Yunwu Daoren was a dignified Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor, a powerhouse who had condensed the life-bound Jin Dan. Yet, he had fainted after being hit by a mere meteorite?
This was as ridiculous as a muscular black uncle suddenly being knocked unconscious by an ant that fell from a tree while he was walking!
What had happened in the end?
Back to ten minutes ago …
At that time, Yunwu Daoren gave up the plan of going to Wenzhou City to have fun because of the great omen above his head. He was ready to fly over Wenzhou City and go to the headquarters of the Penniless Thief Sect.
However, just as he was about to reach Wenzhou City, he suddenly felt a shadow above his head, and a gust of hot air surged toward him.
When he raised his head to look, he was completely stunned.
Ten meters above his head, there was a five-meter-long, seven-meter-wide meteorite burning with raging flames. Its speed was unbelievably fast!
What was strange was that when the meteor fell, he didn't notice it at all. It was as if it had broken through the limits of space and appeared out of thin air!
According to reason, with Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist's cultivation of the Fifth Stage Golden Core Spiritual Emperor Realm, he should have immediately sensed such a huge meteorite when it appeared ten thousand meters away from him.
However, this meteorite was so quiet that it even blocked his senses and intuition.
He didn't notice it until it was less than ten meters away from him!
"Damn it, did that stupid Huangshan trick me with a magical technique?" This was the first thought in Yunwu Daoren's mind!
Such a big meteorite was so close to him, but he didn't sense it. It must be because someone had used a magical technique to affect his senses.
"But, stupid Huangshan, you underestimate me! It's just a meteorite, I'll smash it with my sword! "Yunwu Daoren snorted coldly in his heart.
During the years when he was sealed, he practiced hard. Even if he didn't have any medicinal pills, he still relied on himself to condense Jin Dan and become a Fifth Stage Jin Dan Spiritual Emperor. Although it took a long time, his foundation was solid, and he was much stronger than a Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor who used medicinal pills!
For an ordinary meteorite like this, he could easily smash it with his sword!
"Sword, rise!" Yunwu Daoren shouted. He stepped in the air, and the sword orb under his feet flew up. It condensed into a ten-meter-long huge sword qi, and he slashed at the meteorite!
Boom!
The sword qi from the sword orb hit the meteorite …
The huge meteorite was instantly cut into pieces!
Yunwu Daoren had a proud smile on his face.
However, his smile didn't have time to bloom. From the last piece of the meteorite, a hidden sword qi was activated and slashed at Yunwu Daoren.
That sword qi was extremely terrifying!
Yunwu Daoren could only faintly see a flash of sword light.
Then … it was gone? After that, he fainted!
At the moment before he fainted, he only had one thought in his mind: "Stupid Huangshan, I'll f * ck you! You're playing dirty!"
Yun Wu fainted, and the sword orb flew back to his side to protect him.
Then, the meteorite hit him mercilessly, and he fell from the sky.
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Yellow Mountain Zhenjun, who had been misunderstood by Yunwu Daoren, was staring at a mirror in front of him with his mouth agape.
The mirror was connected to the hidden imprint on Yunwu Daoren's body, and it showed Yunwu Daoren's every move.
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun watched Yunwu Daoren being knocked out by the meteorite through the mirror, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
— He had an impression of this kind of meteorite that appeared out of nowhere. It was silent, as fast as lightning, and had great destructive power. It was a meteorite that had all kinds of strange properties!
That was a few hundred years ago. At that time, he was still a young lad, and he received a mission to welcome Senior White, who was still a True Monarch, out of seclusion.
Then, on the way, when he was introducing the changes of the era to Senior White, a meteorite suddenly smashed beside him, and he was almost crushed to death.
The meteorite that almost crushed him was the same — silent, and it approached him like an assassin. Before he could react, he had already entered the meteorite's attack range.
Zi zi zi …
Then, the screen on the mirror turned dark.
The hidden imprint that Yellow Mountain Zhenjun left on Yunwu Daoren's body was destroyed by the meteorite and that strange sword energy.
He lost track of Yunwu Daoren.
"Yunwu Daoren won't die, right?" Yellow Mountain Zhenjun thought.
It wasn't easy for him to play with this guy for so long, and he created so many smurf accounts to chat with him. If he lost them all at once, he would feel a little disappointed!
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Boom!
In the end, the meteorite landed about a meter in front of Song Shuhang, and a large crater was formed on the ground.
"Pfft!" The unconscious Yunwu Daoren spat out a mouthful of blood. His head drooped, and he fainted again.
"…" Song Shuhang looked at the poor Penniless Thief Sect disciple. What if he fainted again?
It seemed that the few Penniless Thief Sect disciples that he came into contact with were all very sad.
This Yunwu Daoren in front of him, because he mocked Yellow Mountain Zhenjun after stealing something, was captured and imprisoned by Yellow Mountain Zhenjun for two hundred years. He finally got out, and as he flew, he was hit by the meteorite and fainted.
"Luck is mysterious, but luck does exist!" However, there is no doubt that luck exists! 'Song Shuhang thought to himself.
If Venerable White was the epitome of luck, then Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist was the epitome of luck E.
Song Shuhang looked at his surroundings. This was a road with very few people. The road passed through a wilderness, and on both sides were undeveloped yellow land. There were no passersby.
Therefore, Song Shuhang came to the side of the meteorite.
The meteorite that Yunwu Daoren had smashed was only the size of an eight-person table.
Yunwu Daoren was suppressed under it.
Song Shuhang reached out to grab the meteorite, and the Qi and blood in his Heart Aperture and Eye Aperture were fully activated, and he lifted the meteorite.
"Eh, it's much lighter than I thought," Song Shuhang murmured. He first carried the meteorite to his tractor.
This was a meteorite from outer space. Whether it was a treasure or not, it was the right thing to bring back.
Speaking of which, it was all thanks to Senior White's sudden impulse to drive the tractor out. If she had driven another car here today, she would not have been able to carry the meteorite.
After all, the meteorite was the size of an eight-person table, and its height was close to a meter.
After placing the meteorite on the tractor, Song Shuhang clapped his hands.
Just now, he seemed to have sensed a wisp of Venerable White's aura from the meteorite.
"Did I leave it behind when I moved the meteorite?" Song Shuhang scratched his head.
Then he turned around, picked up the unconscious Daoist Priest Cloudy Mist, and carried him onto the tractor.
Although this Yunwu Daoren was a little amusing, they had met once. If he could save him, he would. If not, he could also inform Yellow Mountain Zhenjun to take him away.
The sword pill in Yunwu Daoren's arms vibrated slightly. However, it seemed to sense that Song Shuhang did not have any ill intentions, so it calmed down.
After everything was settled.
Song Shuhang went to the tractor's driver's seat.
Rumble … rumble … rumble …
The tractor emitted black smoke and continued to run on the broad road.
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Wenzhou City, Baijing Street, Song Shuhang's house.
Papa Song and Old Lu drank a little too much and started to brag. They were bragging about how awesome they were when they were young, how they fought one against three, one against four. They were bragging about how good their son was and how good their wife was. They were bragging about all kinds of things.
They were bragging too much, and Lu Tianyou, who was sitting on the side, couldn't stand it anymore.
In the kitchen, Mama Song prepared a few dishes to go with the wine. Then, she said to Lu Tianyou, "Tianyou, don't mind these two. Go to the living room and take a rest. Leave these two to me."
"Okay, Auntie." Lu Tianyou forced a smile and went to the living room after tidying up his bowl and chopsticks.
Then, he heaved a sigh of relief and sat on the sofa.
Accompanying his father to Song Shuhang's house was the worst decision he had ever made!
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Papa Song and Old Lu didn't have any self-awareness. They drank until their faces were red, and they couldn't even speak fluently.
At this time, Papa Song's phone rang.
He fished around his pocket for a while and took out his phone.
Without looking at the caller, he picked up the call and shouted, "Hello, who is this?"
"Dad, it's me?" Song Shuhang's voice came from the other side of the phone. "Did you drink?"
"Ah? Oh, that shameless Old Lu came to our house as a guest. I accompanied him to drink a little. What's the matter? "Papa Song said loudly.
"I'm on my way home. I'll be there in around ten minutes," Song Shuhang said with a smile.
"Oh, you're going home?" Papa Song rubbed his temples.
Why didn't you come back earlier or later? Why did you have to come back at this time?
He discreetly glanced at Old Lu.
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