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Was there something wrong with the bodies of those guys lying on the ground? Were they not normal men?
"Oh, right. I almost forgot that I'm also a male cultivator." Song Shuhang patted his forehead. Eyes were always like this — they could see others with a glance, but they couldn't see themselves.
After saying this much, he turned to Riverly Purple Mist and said, "In that case, Miss Purple Mist, why don't you come over and help Miss Chu Chu apply the medicine? I'll let out some of my blood to activate the medicinal properties of the new medicinal material."
"Sure." Riverly Purple Mist nodded. In any case, it was just a slight effort.
Venerable White then said, "It just so happens that I need to leave some marks on the bodies of these test subjects. After Fellow Daoist Purple Mist is done applying the medicine to Miss Chu Chu, you can come and get your hands on them."
If he wanted to obtain the secret technique of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Sect, he would have to start with the bodies of these test subjects. Venerable White had his own plans.
"Sure." Riverly Purple Mist nodded. The number of test subjects had suddenly increased by a lot.
Fortunately, she had brought a flying magical treasure with her this time. With that, she could transport all the test subjects back!
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Inside the tent, Chu Chu was staring at the top of the tent in a daze.
Song Shuhang had promised her that he would bring Venerable White to the Grievance Settling Platform to watch the competition. If that was the case … even if the Chu Family lost the battle, they would still have a chance to preserve their inheritance.
Unfortunately, she couldn't contribute to the battle on the Grievance Settling Platform. If possible, she really wished that she could get up from her sickbed. Even dying on the Grievance Settling Platform was better than lying here and enduring the torment!
Just as she was letting her imagination run wild, the entrance of the tent was opened and two figures came in.
One of them was Song Shuhang. His shiny bald head was very eye-catching.
The other was a petite woman with short purple hair and a pair of red eyes that flickered from time to time, giving her an evil charm.
Song Shuhang faintly smiled at Chu Chu and said, "Miss Chu Chu, it's time to change the medicine. "Change the medicine?"
Chu Chu looked at Song Shuhang in puzzlement. Then, her eyes suddenly lit up. "Is it a new medicine? Can it help me recover faster? "
Song Shuhang laughed dryly and comforted him, "Ha. It can't help you recover faster. Hmm, the new medicine can remove all the hidden dangers of your injury. However, you don't need to worry. The battle between the Chu Family and the Illusory Sword School will be over. It's definitely not as scary as you think. Don't despair. "After all, Jouko Hagi was there.
Miss Chu Chu smiled bitterly. "I was too impatient."
Riverly Purple Mist glanced at Chu Chu and sighed, "Tsk tsk, your injuries are really severe. It's even heavier than what Medicine Master described. "
"Come on, Shuhang, let him bleed. My time is very precious. "Riverly Purple Mist opened the paper cover of the ointment — she still had to hurry back to Apothecary's side.
"Alright." As soon as Song Shuhang finished speaking, he stretched out his wrist, grabbed the treasured saber Broken Tyrant, and cut his wrist. His posture was extremely heroic!
Strange, he felt that since it was his first time letting out blood, he should have some sort of mental barrier. But now, he was doing it so skillfully. Was it possible that he had done it before?
After cutting his wrist, blood spurted out and fell precisely on the ointment in Miss Riverly Purple Mist's hand.
The blood of the male cultivator immediately caused the ointment to change. The originally black ointment turned into a reddish-brown color. At the same time, bubbles started to appear. The whole ointment seemed to be boiling.
"Is it enough, Miss Violet Mist?" Miss Purple Mist, "Song Shuhang asked...
Miss Violet Mist nodded and said, "It's enough."
"In that case, I'll have to ask Miss Violet Mist to stop the bleeding for me ~" Song Shuhang said. He felt that the cut he made was a little too bold. The wound was a little big, and the blood spurted out a little too quickly.
Miss Riverly Purple Mist blinked her eyes and said, "I don't know how to stop the wound."
"What?" Song Shuhang opened his eyes wide. Aren't you Medicine Master's disciple? How come you don't even know how to stop the wound?
As if reading the meaning in Song Shuhang's eyes, Miss Riverly Purple Mist said innocently, "I became a monk halfway through my training. Moreover, I'm only Medicine Master's disciple in name. Also, if we're only talking about cultivation realms, I'm slightly higher than Medicine Master. "
Song Shuhang burst into tears and covered the wound on his wrist. He rushed out of the tent and rushed towards Venerable White. "Senior White ~ Help me ~"
Miss Chu Chu, who was lying on the sickbed, was speechless.
Riverly Purple Mist shrugged her shoulders and said, "I was wondering why Song Shuhang made such a big wound just now. I thought he wanted to act cool in front of a beauty. "
As she spoke, Miss Riverly Purple Mist lifted Chu Chu's blanket. She looked at her chest and said, "Tsk tsk, it's completely flat."
The corner of Miss Chu Chu's mouth twitched.
Riverly Purple Mist began to treat the wound on her chest. She familiarly removed the old ointment and applied the new ointment on Miss Chu Chu. Although she only became Medicine Master's disciple halfway through her training, she was still capable of changing the ointment after following Medicine Master for so many years.
When the new ointment was applied, Miss Chu Chu's eyes widened. Miss Chu Chu opened her eyes wide. She felt a burning sensation coming from her wound, followed by a heart-wrenching pain — it was so painful that her eyes turned red! She squeezed out a pigeon-like cooing sound from her throat.
"Aiya, I forgot to tell you that the ointment will hurt a little when applied. Bear with it!" Riverly Purple Mist chuckled and carefully covered Miss Chu Chu with the blanket again.
Chu Chu grimaced. What's the point of saying that now? The pain has already passed.
Riverly Purple Mist smiled and said, "Then, little miss, we'll meet again if fate allows it. I still have other things to do, so I won't stay to accompany you. If you need psychological comfort or something, I can call Song Shuhang's Little Friend back and have a heart-to-heart talk with you. "
Song Shuhang's Little Friend was a good person, and good people should have the ability to comfort young girls. After comforting the girls who were hurt, the girls would give them a new 'good person card' …
Chu Chu took a deep breath and gently shook her head.
"In that case, just rest well and don't think about other things. The boat will cross the bridge when it comes to it. If you can't do anything about it, just let nature take its course. " In the end, Riverly Purple Mist calmly comforted her. Then, she got up and left the tent.
Behind her, Chu Chu endured the pain of applying the ointment with great difficulty and sighed. "The boat will cross the bridge when it comes to it … but if I want to participate in the battle on the Grievance Settling Platform, how will it cross the bridge? I won't be able to get up and participate … "
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After that, Riverly Purple Mist formed an enormous multicolored cloud and grabbed all of Wolf One and the others onto the multicolored cloud before swiftly fleeing.
This colorful cloud was a type of flying magical treasure. Although it wasn't as fast as a flying sword, it could carry a lot of passengers. The difference between the two was like the difference between a sports car and a bus.
After Riverly Purple Mist left, Venerable White didn't bring Song Shuhang and the others away from the small island … the Venerable continued to act mysteriously in the vicinity of the small island for a long time.
Night fell, and the stars and the moon shone brightly.
Since Venerable White didn't choose to leave the island … Song Shuhang and the others could only spend the night on the island.
After saying goodnight to Doudou, the Venerable, and the small monk, Song Shuhang entered his tent. Perhaps because he had experienced too many things in the morning, he felt extremely tired as soon as he laid down. Soon after … Then, he entered a state of sleep.
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Not long after he closed his eyes … he had a strange dream.
In the dream, he became a cute little girl who looked like a doll, staying alone in a room. There were some simple objects in the room. However, they seemed to be quite old. For example, there was a TV that was as big as a cupboard. It had a black and white screen, and a silly looking commercial was playing on it.
First time, new life … second time, familiar. After seeing such a lifelike dream, Song Shuhang knew that he had carelessly entered someone's' life experience dream '.
Although he didn't know why he would dream about someone else's life experience, it wasn't the first time. Therefore, he gradually got used to his strange dream ability.
Speaking of which, after Altar Master, loose cultivator Li Tiansu, and Lady Onion, what was his identity this time?
Did someone put a curse on him again? Or did he experience something on the mysterious island?
Just as he was in deep thoughts, the gentle voice of a woman echoed in Song Shuhang's ears, "Chu Chu, it's getting late. You should quickly rest. "
"Yes, Teacher's wife. I just finished meditating, and I'll watch the TV for a while before going to sleep." In the dream, the girl Song Shuhang had transformed into replied with a cute lolita voice.
Chu Chu?
Could it be Chu Chu from the Chu Family? Miss Chu Chu, who was squeezed into a flat board in the tent next to mine?
How come I'm dreaming about her?
If the reason why I dreamt about Altar Master's life experience was because of the curse he put on me...
The reason why I dreamt about Li Tiansu's life experience was because Reiki swallowed Li Tiansu's energy and the influence of the bronze ring on his finger.
The reason why I dreamt about Lady Onion was because I ate most of her green onion sprouts.
But what about Chu Chu in the dream? I don't have such a close relationship with her, right? I didn't receive any gifts from her either!
Forget it … no matter what, I've already dreamt about Miss Chu Chu's life.
What will I dream about this time?
"Rest well. Tomorrow, you'll be able to start practicing the secret 'sword technique' of our family. Make sure you're in good shape, "the gentle voice of the woman said with a smile.
Learning the 'sword technique'? The reason why the Chu Family and the Illusory Sword School were fighting over the 'sword technique'?
In the dream, Chu Chu was going to start learning the sword technique tomorrow?
"Understood. Mistress. I'll take good care of myself. I'll master the 'sword technique' and revitalize our Chu Family! "the young Chu Chu said confidently as she clenched her fists.
"Ahaha, teacher's wife believes in you." The gentle voice affectionately patted Chu Chu's head. Her disciple was the most outstanding genius of the Chu Family in the last 200 years! Perhaps the Chu Family would really be revitalized in her hands.
"However, teacher's wife, can you let me watch the program that's about to be broadcasted first? Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep," Chu Chu said in a coquettish tone.
The teacher's wife didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She patted Chu Chu's shoulder and said, "Alright, don't watch it for too long … go to sleep early. If it affects your state of cultivation tomorrow, your master will definitely remove the television tomorrow. "
"I know. I'll pay attention to my condition." Chu Chu clenched her fists.
Although I know I'm dreaming, I still get goosebumps when I put myself in the shoes of a little girl and speak in such a coquettish tone! Song Shuhang thought to himself.
In the dream, the teacher's wife seemed to be very at ease with Chu Chu. After reminding her again, she left Chu Chu alone in the room to watch the TV. She wasn't afraid that this little girl would be fascinated by the TV program.
The screen of the TV was a little dim, and Chu Chu was fascinated by it.
About half an hour later, the TV program ended. Chu Chu went forward to turn off the TV and climbed back into bed to sleep. Very quickly, she entered dreamland.
She slept in her dream.
It was a wonderful feeling.
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The next day in the dream.
Chu Chu woke up early in the morning. She meditated to restore her spirit. Then, she practiced a small fist technique in her room to move her body and activate the qi and blood in her body.
Following that, her gentle teacher's wife came over and lovingly prepared a nutritious breakfast for her.
After that, a middle-aged man with a dignified expression came in front of Chu Chu and began to tell her some things with a solemn expression.
In Song Shuhang's experience, this part of the plot of the dream was in a 'fast forward' mode.
Unlike Lady Onion's' what if I were a green onion 'dreamland, Chu Chu's dreamland was much simpler, and some of the daily events were quickly passed. This kind of fast-forwarding was the correct way to start a dream!
Otherwise, if Song Shuhang had to experience all of Chu Chu's daily routines, how embarrassing would that be?
As the story continued to move, the scene Song Shuhang saw started to change.
In the end, the dignified middle-aged man brought Chu Chu to a heavily guarded basement.
"Chu Chu, the biggest secret of our Chu Family is stored in this secret room … that mysterious' sword technique '! The origin of this' sword technique 'is very mysterious, and our Chu Family doesn't even know its real name. However, its power is boundless. According to the senior of the Chu Family who obtained it, it's a sword technique that can directly lead you to the Fifth Stage Jin Dan Great Way! After entering, you have to calm down and carefully comprehend it. How much you can comprehend from the 'sword technique' will depend on your comprehension. Chu Chu, go in, "the dignified middle-aged man said in a grave tone.
He didn't tell Chu Chu about the specific content of the 'sword technique' since it would be useless even if he did. After all, this sword technique wasn't an ordinary cultivation technique that could be recorded in words!
Chu Chu silently nodded and entered the secret room.
In the secret room, there were two golden crystals that were emitting light, illuminating the whole room.
After entering, she looked around. She saw that there were four huge canvases hanging on the walls of the secret room.
On the canvases, there was a cultivator wearing a green daoist robe standing with his hands crossed behind his back. On the back of his hand was a short blue sword. Just by standing there, one could feel the aura of a powerful expert assaulting one's senses.
"Eh … eh …" After seeing the man on the canvases, Song Shuhang was dumbfounded.
Green daoist robe, blue short sword …
And this familiar appearance …
If he wasn't mistaken … the man on the canvases was surnamed Li, and his name was Tiansu. He was a loose cultivator at the Fifth Stage Spirit Emperor Realm. In addition, if Song Shuhang didn't remember wrongly, he also had a daughter who was so sick that she couldn't be cured. (To be continued.)
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