Song Shuhang clenched his fists, and said, "I understand. After this trip is over and we return to China, I'll go look for a big waterfall!" After jumping through the dragon gate, the qi and blood energy in his body would turn from mere nothingness into reality and condense into true qi. At that time, he would truly be a cultivator who had reached the next level! At that time, he would no longer be a rookie cultivator!
"Hmm … seeing that you're so motivated, I feel relieved." Venerable White said with a smile. Then, he added, "Actually, if you want to go against the current, you don't necessarily need to look for a waterfall ~"
"If I don't need to look for a waterfall, what do I need?" Song Shuhang subconsciously asked … but as soon as he asked this question, he immediately regretted it!
If there was no waterfall … there was still the sky, the deep sea, or even space! Dammit, why can't I improve on the advantage of being straightforward so that I don't speak too fast?
In front of him, Senior White stood with her hands crossed behind her back and a mysterious smile on her face.
"Senior White ~" Song Shuhang swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He wanted to ask Venerable White for mercy … at the very least, he didn't want to use a disposable flying sword to send him to the sky!
But when the words were stuck in his throat, he suddenly remembered his advantage of being 'outspoken' … Don't be in a hurry to speak. Before you speak, you have to think carefully in your brain!
What if Senior White didn't want to use a disposable flying sword to send him to the sky?
If he rashly asked Senior White not to use the 'take you to the sky' skill on him, perhaps it would arouse Senior White's interest?
There was no need to rush. When Senior White really wanted to use the 'take you to the sky' skill, it wouldn't be too late to use the '500 Ways to Surrender' technique from Lady Onion's memories!
Although he hadn't used Lady Onion's technique in the real world, in the several hundred years of her memories, he had practiced the '500 Ways to Surrender' technique over and over again. The scary thing was that he had practiced the '500 Ways to Surrender' technique over and over again. What was scary was the 'Ultimate Seduction Technique of a Beautiful Female Monster'. He had practiced the technique over and over again in the dream, and it was truly an unbearable memory...
Don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it! Just thinking about it made him feel ashamed!
Ahem, in short, when Song Shuhang was about to say something, he abruptly changed his words.
He smiled innocently. "Senior White, apart from the waterfall, there's nothing else. Is there any other way to experience the feeling of 'leaping through the dragon gate'? "
"En, en." Senior White smiled and nodded, then said: "Not long ago, my understanding of the 'Great Dao' deepened a little, and I learned an interesting ability. This ability can fulfill the requirement of sensing the 'Dragon Gate Leap' realm! "
Interesting ability? From the looks of it, Senior White really didn't intend to use the Go You skill on him. That was great! At the same time, Song Shuhang secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, he had stopped himself in time and did not speak his mind again.
Therefore, Song Shuhang asked, "Senior White, what interesting ability is it?"
Venerable White did not answer immediately. Instead, he asked, "Shuhang. Do you know the ability 'Illusory Reality'? "
"Illusory Reality, I know! It's just an illusory world. But it has a real sense of touch! " Song Shuhang nodded. Venerable White's signature version of the passionate desert, and the young man in green robes riding a white horse …
All of these were just things in Venerable White's memory or imagination. But under the effect of the 'Illusory Reality' ability, he could reach out and touch the sand, and the young man in green robes riding a white horse. Even the injuries he suffered in the desert would be experienced by his body when he returned to the real world.
In addition, the passionate desert and the young man in green robes riding a white horse were the main culprits of Song Shuhang's acrophobia! It was another unbearable memory.
"The interesting new ability I learned is similar to the 'Illusory Reality' ability. Similar, but completely opposite! "Venerable White put his hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a beautiful arc.
"Similar ability, but completely opposite?" Song Shuhang was confused.
"It's called 'Illusory Reality'. Under the influence of this ability, some of the things that happen in reality can become illusory. I've only touched the surface of this ability, but it's very fun … Let me demonstrate it to you. "Venerable White said.
'Touched the surface? Very fun? Wait, Senior, let me prepare first. '
However, without waiting for Song Shuhang to speak, Venerable White stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, as if he had already activated the ability.
Song Shuhang immediately focused 100%, focusing on the possible impact of Senior White's ability.
However, after a breath's time, Song Shuhang did not have the illusion of entering 'Illusory Reality' or entering 'another world'.
He did not feel any changes in his surroundings.
"Senior White, has the 'Illusory Reality' ability been activated?" Song Shuhang asked doubtfully.
As he spoke, he looked at Senior White doubtfully … What he saw made Song Shuhang jump in shock.
Three meters away, Venerable White's eyes were lifeless, his face was confused, as if he was in the stage of being absent-minded.
How could he be talking just a second ago, and suddenly be absent-minded the next second? No wonder the 'Illusory Reality' ability did not activate, it turned out that Senior White was absent-minded.
Then, Song Shuhang discovered a terrifying thing.
The absent-minded Venerable White seemed to be about to walk towards him before he was absent-minded … After he was absent-minded, his body instinctively lifted his leg and walked towards Song Shuhang.
One step, two steps, then … Senior White's body suddenly seemed to be tripped by something, slowly but firmly falling forward!
Since Senior White had not fallen on the ground for a long time, Song Shuhang had almost forgotten about this ultimate skill of his.
"Senior White, stop!" Song Shuhang shouted loudly, madly rushing forward, reaching out his hands to support Venerable White.
Although he did not know if his strength could support Venerable White's terrifying impact when he fell, he still had to try … There was no other way, Song Shuhang could only choose to 'support' or 'not to support', he had no choice but to jump and run.
Venerable White's lethality when he fell on the ground had a radius of 100 meters … Song Shuhang could not escape 100 meters before Venerable White fell on the ground.
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…
'The spirit is willing, but the strength is insufficient': It describes having the intention to do something, but the objective (such as the body) does not allow itself to do it.
Song Shuhang had already used all his strength to support Venerable White. But in the end, he was only half an arm's length away from Venerable White. He could only look on helplessly as Venerable White … crashed to the ground.
"Boom …"
An earth-shattering sound was heard. Song Shuhang felt that the whole world was shaking. Everything in front of him was flipping, and his body was involuntarily falling, falling, falling endlessly, as if he was going to fall into hell in one breath.
Terrifying!
It was like the end of the world … What was more terrifying was that this time, Venerable White was distracted, he could not spare any strength to protect Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang could only feel rocks flying, and his whole body was in excruciating pain.
I'm not going to die today, right?
I managed to survive so many episodes without dying under Senior White's disposable flying sword, but now I'm going to die under Senior White's fall on the ground?
Just as Song Shuhang was letting his imagination run wild. In the midst of the chaos, a rock flew toward him.
Song Shuhang, who was rolling, could not dodge at all. In the end, the rock brushed past his scalp … The rock was like a razor, plowing through the top of Song Shuhang's head, cutting off a large piece of his hair …
In the next moment, Song Shuhang's vision darkened, and he fainted.
Mom, a distracted Senior White is too scary.
* * * * * *
At this moment. In the sky above the East China Sea.
The three pairs of wings on True Monarch White Crane's back were flapping happily.
As long as it thought that it would soon be able to see its beloved Venerable White, its heart would be as sweet as honey. It could not help but want to sing a song. It wanted to vent the excitement in its heart.
But right at this time, a sword light dashed toward it … the sword light had a meteor effect, and it looked very beautiful. Moreover, the trajectory of the sword light was very unique, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes up, and sometimes down. Moreover … its speed was very fast.
"Eh? Is that the aura of Senior White's sword qi? Is it a disposable flying sword? "True Monarch White Crane sensed the aura of the sword from afar.
What was on the sword? True Monarch White Crane opened its eyes wide, and its gaze passed through the 'meteor effect' to look at the thing on the flying sword.
Then, it discovered a familiar man with a pale face on the flying sword.
"Eh? Isn't that Fellow Daoist Su Clan's Seven? Why is he riding on Senior White's disposable flying sword? "True Monarch White Crane was puzzled.
Although True Monarch White Crane and Su Clan's Seven didn't have a deep friendship, they were still friends in the same circle, and they would at least greet each other when they met.
Therefore, it was better to go and greet him.
Venerable White Crane flapped its wings and approached the sword light, waving at Su Clan's Seven from afar. "Hello, Fellow Daoist Seven, how are you …"
"Aaaaah ~" Fellow Daoist Seven let out a long scream in response to True Monarch White Crane. In the next moment, the sword light brushed past True Monarch White Crane's body.
True Monarch White Crane turned its head around, but Su Clan's Seven was already nowhere to be seen.
His speed was so fast that it made one's hair stand on end!
"…" True Monarch White Crane.
Fellow Daoist Su Clan's Seven, what are you trying to do?
After a short moment, True Monarch White Crane shook its head.
Forget it, I'll ignore him for now. It's more important to meet Senior White … Senior White, I'm coming!
I wonder if senior still remembers me? I'm that little white crane at the edge of the Earth's End!
The more True Monarch White Crane thought about it, the more anxious it felt to return home. Thereupon, it flapped its wings and happily flew toward a certain small island in the East China Sea.
… …
… …
In another place.
At the junction of the East China Sea and the Pacific Ocean, there was a mysterious island that had never appeared on any world map. The entire island was shrouded in supernatural power. Even the most advanced technology could not detect its existence.
In the sky above the small island, there were countless colorful butterflies dancing in the air. This was Miss Jouko Hagi's home, Spiritual Butterfly Island.
Venerable Spirit Butterfly was quietly sitting in a pavilion, sipping on the tea leaves personally made by his daughter.
At the same time, he asked, "How does Jouko Hagi plan to deal with the matter between the Chu Family and the Illusory Sword School?"
"For the time being, Junior Sister hasn't taken action yet. She wants to observe the situation and at least wait until the battle between the Illusory Sword School and the Chu Family on the Grievance Settling Platform is over before making her move." A huge spirit butterfly was flying next to Venerable Spirit Butterfly while holding a mobile phone. The voice of Spiritual Butterfly Island's Eldest Senior Brother, Liu Jianyi, was heard.
"Very well, since Jouko Hagi wants to wait and see, then let's wait and see. Also, don't get involved in the matter between the Illusory Sword School and the Chu Family for now, "Venerable Spirit Butterfly said calmly.
"Understood. Teacher, "Liu Jianyi replied in a loud voice. He liked to wait and see … because it saved him a lot of effort.
"Hmm, but pay attention to the actions of the Illusory Sword School. If one of them dares to make a move against Jouko Hagi … you know what to do, right? "Venerable Spirit Butterfly reminded.
"Yes, Teacher," Liu Jianyi replied … hopefully, the Illusory Sword School wouldn't seek death. After all, if he were to make a move, it would consume a lot of his strength. When it came to something like physical strength, it was better to save as much as possible. After all, it was precious energy!
Venerable Spirit Butterfly nodded, satisfied, and hung up.
The huge spirit butterfly returned the mobile phone in front of Venerable Spirit Butterfly. It flapped its wings and happily returned to the group of butterflies.
Venerable Spirit Butterfly drank another mouthful of tea and opened the laptop in front of him, logging into the instant messaging software and entering the Nine Provinces Number One Group.
Venerable Spirit Butterfly's own account wasn't part of the Nine Provinces Number One Group. Therefore … he quietly logged into his daughter's account.
After opening the Nine Provinces Number One Group … Venerable Spirit Butterfly's eyes were almost blinded by the pictures of Senior White in all kinds of poses.
"Eh? Isn't this Fellow Daoist White's picture? How did it turn into an emoticon? "Venerable Spirit Butterfly was puzzled.
Puzzled, he scrolled through the group chat and finally found the answer to his question.
"So it's an emoticon personally made by Jouko Hagi?" Venerable Spirit Butterfly's heart moved when he saw this.
It was an emoticon personally made by his daughter.
Venerable Spirit Butterfly swiped with his finger … silently downloading the [Senior White's emoticon].
Then, he saw that in the Nine Provinces Number One Group. Most of the fellow daoists in the group who were online had changed their profile pictures of Venerable White.
"Is this a trend in the group?" Venerable Spirit Butterfly muttered.
Since it was a trend … Then, his daughter couldn't fall behind. Moreover, this was an emoticon 'personally' made by his daughter!
Thereupon, Venerable Spirit Butterfly chose a 'happy Senior White' emoticon from the group of Venerable White's pictures and casually set it as Jouko Hagi's profile picture.
"Hmm, not bad, very good." Venerable Spirit Butterfly nodded, satisfied.
Then, he clicked on 'Song Qianbei' in his friend list and looked at the chat history between Jouko Hagi and Song Shuhang.
"Hmm, not bad." Venerable Spirit Butterfly nodded, satisfied. It seemed that his daughter and 'Song Qianbei' weren't in a romantic relationship. Not bad.
Finally, Venerable Spirit Butterfly went offline, perfectly satisfied …
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…
On the other side, at the border between China and Korea. In the depths of an ordinary house, there was a secluded immortal cave.
Immortal Master Copper Trigram's disciple, 'Immortal Fortune Teller Iron Trigram', was in secluded meditation in this immortal cave.
His master's divination of 'extremely lucky, extremely lucky, extremely lucky, extremely lucky, extremely lucky' scared Immortal Fortune Teller Iron Trigram to death. He hid in this place and didn't even dare to take a step out of the door.
In addition, he arranged nearly 300 defensive formations above the place where he was closing up. He had learned from the mistakes of Senior Scholar Xian Gong of the Nine Provinces Number One Group. Scholar Xian Gong had once inexplicably suffered an atomic bomb while he was closing up and enjoying himself!
Iron Trigram felt that with his current terrifying luck, he wouldn't be surprised if an atomic bomb suddenly exploded above his head. He had to be on guard.
After closing up for a long time, Iron Trigram felt somewhat bored … after all, he wasn't really in secluded meditation, he was just avoiding 'bad luck'. It was impossible for him to close up for several years.
Since he was bored, he took out his phone and logged into the Nine Provinces Number One Group.
Iron Trigram didn't like to chat in the group, but he liked to watch the seniors chat about all kinds of topics.
Today, when he logged into the group … his screen was filled with the emojis of a very beautiful senior.
"What's going on?" Iron Trigram quickly swiped on his phone and looked at the chat history.
After a short moment …
"So this is the legendary 'unparalleled' Venerable White. Just as teacher said, he's a very beautiful person," Iron Trigram muttered.
After pondering for a moment, he quickly opened the group space and downloaded the 'Senior White's expression package'.
After downloading it, he searched through the emojis and finally found one that he was satisfied with — the 'Senior White's blessing' emoji.
Iron Trigram decisively changed the emoji to his own profile picture.
After setting up his profile picture, Iron Trigram held his phone upright and enlarged the 'Venerable White's blessing' emoji to the fullest.
Then … He looked for the incense burner. He placed the incense in it and started to worship.
"Although we've never met before. But, Senior White, your luck is unparalleled … please bless me so that I can have good luck and survive this tribulation! "Immortal Fortune Teller Iron Trigram implored White Senior White sincerely.
After paying his respects, Iron Trigram's mood seemed to have improved a lot. Perhaps it was because he had found some spiritual sustenance.
* * * * *
On an isolated island in the East Sea.
After an unknown amount of time, Song Shuhang opened his eyes in a daze.
In his memory, he had experienced Senior White's fall on the ground once, right?
I must be seriously injured right now. Perhaps, my injuries are even more serious than Miss Chu Chu's … I had to endure the power of Senior White's' falling on the ground 'at such a close distance. He was lucky that he was still alive.
"Eh? Strange, why don't I feel any pain? "Song Shuhang blinked his eyes.
He looked at his own body. Strange, it was completely intact!
Not only his body, but even the ground did not have any holes that Bai Qian had created.
Was it an illusion? It was rare to see such a realistic illusion.
Just as he was in deep thought, Song Shuhang discovered that Venerable White's body was really lying on the ground! He wasn't moving at all, as if he was lying on the ground.
Song Shuhang was speechless.
F * ck! Did Venerable White really fall on the ground just now?
How come there wasn't a hole in the ground? Was it possible that Senior White controlled her strength before falling on the ground? If that was the case … Why wasn't Venerable White getting up from the ground yet? Was he playing dead?
No … wait a moment.
Was it possible that Venerable White used the 'real (illusory)' ability just now?
As opposed to 'Reality (Illusory)' … this ability could change some things that had already happened. This ability could turn something that had already happened into an illusion. Was it possible that Venerable White really fell on the ground and created a big hole in the ground? The pitiful little cultivator surnamed Song enjoyed Venerable White's service of throwing him to the ground.
But in the end, the things that really happened became an illusion under the effect of the 'real (illusory)' ability?
If that was the case, wasn't this ability heaven-defying?
A seventh stage venerable was actually this scary?
"Wake up, Senior White. Wake up, come back to your senses." Song Shuhang squatted beside Venerable White and poked Venerable White who was lying on the ground.
"Huh?" Venerable White rubbed his eyes, then looked at Song Shuhang with a confused expression.
Song Shuhang looked up and asked, "Senior White, why did you get distracted just now?"
"Yes, I got distracted just now?" Venerable White sat cross-legged on the ground and continued to rub his eyes. "I haven't completely grasped this' real (illusory) 'ability. Sometimes, when I use it, I have to pour too much of my mental energy into it, and I get distracted if I'm not careful. It didn't affect me, did it? "
"I don't think so," replied Song Shuhang.
Suddenly, Doudou popped her head out of the tent and interrupted, "There's no other effect, woof. Apart from Shuhang's head."
"My head?" Song Shuhang touched his neck in confusion. "There's nothing wrong with it?"
Just as he finished speaking, a gust of sea breeze blew over.
The whistling sea breeze brought with it a chill.
Song Shuhang felt very comfortable when the sea breeze blew on his body … except for his head, which seemed to be a bit too cool?
Thereupon, he stretched out his hand and touched his head.
"…" Song Shuhang.
He didn't believe it, so he stretched out his other hand and touched his head.
Song Shuhang: "…"
In front of him, Venerable White had a serious look on his face. No expression could be seen on his face.
"Senior White … erm, do you have a mirror?" asked Song Shuhang.
Venerable White drew out his sword and placed it in front of Song Shuhang. The blade of the sword was bright and clearer than the surface of a mirror.
Song Shuhang looked at the blade of the sword.
In the mirror, the appearance of a fair-skinned young man was reflected. The young man had fair skin and a gentle face … but there was a problem with the young man's hair — it was originally a normal hairstyle, but there was a bald groove in the middle.
Song Shuhang: "…"
"Just shave it all off. It will grow back soon anyway," suggested Venerable White.
Song Shuhang let out a long sigh.
He didn't expect that the 'true self' in his sea of consciousness would become bald, but in reality, he would have to walk the path of 'baldness' first?
After becoming bald … could he become stronger?
"Just shave it." Song Shuhang sighed again.
Venerable White stretched out his hand. There was a thin layer of spiritual energy covering his palm. He gently rubbed his palm over Song Shuhang's head.
Three thousand strands of worry … fell to the ground.
"Senior Brother Song Shuhang." At this time, Guoguo quickly ran over and looked at Song Shuhang with a happy expression on his face. "Are you also going to become a monk?"
"No, I just want to change my hairstyle," Song Shuhang said firmly.
"But Senior Brother Song Shuhang is very handsome with a bald head." The small monk put his palms together. "I feel that Senior Brother Song Shuhang is very suitable for a bald head. He was born to be a monk."
Song Shuhang: "…" (To be continued.)
PS: Another two-in-one chapter with six thousand words … I can't publish two chapters with the recent plot.
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