After ending the call with Gao Mou, Song Shuhang opened up Yu Jiaojiao's account. He wanted to confirm with her what the author she wanted to catch looked like, where he lived, and whether he was a man or a woman.
Although Gao Mou said that he wasn't the author and sent a picture of a beautiful online friend, Yu Jiaojiao, Song Shuhang still wanted to confirm with Yu Jiaojiao just in case.
However, when Song Shuhang opened Yu Jiaojiao's chat account, a red exclamation mark suddenly appeared on the top of the chat software on his phone. [The furthest distance in the world is the lack of internet. Please check your internet settings. A smiley face is attached.] [Eh?
"Huh? The internet is disconnected?" Song Shuhang returned to the main page of his phone and saw that there was no signal on his phone.
Speaking of which, it was very unscientific for a phone to still have a signal in space.
However, since the phone was a modified version by Senior White, Song Shuhang wouldn't be surprised if it suddenly turned into a lightsaber of a Jedi.
Song Shuhang said, "There's no signal. It seems we're too far away from Earth. Even Senior White's modified phone can't get a signal."
He had no choice but to put his phone away. He would have to wait until the day he reached Earth to confirm with Yu Jiaojiao.
There shouldn't be any problem, right?
...
...
Song Shuhang kept drifting in space.
In the space cabin next to him, Chu Chu was holding Li Yinzhu and shivering.
The cold emanating from Li Yinzhu's body was getting more and more serious, and it seemed like it was about to erupt again. Even the ancestor of the Chu family, who was at the Fifth Stage Realm, was injured by this cold, let alone Chu Chu, who was at the Second Stage True Master Realm.
"Can you still hold on?" Song Shuhang asked through secret sound transmission.
Chuchu nodded silently but did not reply.
At this time, she was using all the true Qi in her body to resist the cold coming from Li Yinzhu's body. Therefore, she couldn't afford to use the Secret Sound Transmission Technique on Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang sighed. It seemed that he should find a place to rest his feet first.
Just as he was thinking about this, he saw a meteorite a few thousand meters away. There seemed to be a palace-like building. The building was protected by an array formation, so only cultivators could see it.
After some thought, Song Shuhang activated the formation on his spacesuit, propelling his body away from the palace!
On a cosmic meteorite, there was such a strange palace. When he saw it, he had a feeling that trouble was coming.
Under the premise that he wasn't sure if he was a friend or foe in the universe, he couldn't take the risk to go there.
Therefore, it was better to avoid them and observe the situation first.
Just as Song Shuhang was thinking about this, the palace-like building in front of him suddenly opened its door.
A pair of male and female attendants came out from the gate. They had red lips and white teeth. They stood beside the gate and immediately saw Song Shuhang.
The pair of male and female attendants were very polite. They saluted Song Shuhang from afar.
Song Shuhang pondered for a moment, and then returned the salute to the pair of male and female attendants through the thick spacesuit.
The pair of male and female attendants burst into laughter. Even though there was a long distance between them, their smiling faces were very clear.
In the next moment, Song Shuhang felt as if his body was being attracted by a powerful magnet and was floating straight toward the palace-like building.
He simply couldn't stop!
Not good. I only saluted them, and they already fell for it? ]
Could it be similar to the golden gourd's' Monkey, I'll call you, do you dare to answer '? As soon as he answered, he would be drawn in.
Could it be that returning the salute was a trigger that triggered the attraction function of the palace and sucked him in?
In any case, since he was being sucked in, he might as well go and take a look.
The opposite party had such a method. As a cultivator of the Second Stage, Song Shuhang didn't have the strength to resist. If he couldn't escape, he would have to face it.
Just as he was pondering, Song Shuhang suddenly felt his eyelids become heavy. His eyelids became heavy.
* * * * * *
July 31st, Wednesday. Today's daoist name was' Daoist Wooden '. Since he was in space, he didn't know the weather on Earth.
Yesterday, after returning the salute to the pair of male and female attendants, Song Shuhang was sucked into the palace. At that time... He prepared himself and acted according to the situation.
However, he suddenly felt sleepy and fainted.
In the blink of an eye, it was already the next day.
July 31st, the last day of the month.
When Song Shuhang opened his eyes, he discovered that he was lying on a huge arch bridge.
There were two lampposts at each end of the bridge, and the bridge was illuminated by a bright white light. He was currently in the middle of the bridge.
"What is this place?" Song Shuhang looked around. The arch bridge was comparable to a modern sea bridge. It was very long, and he could only faintly see the lampposts at the end.
He then looked at himself. He was still wearing a thick spacesuit. In the nearby space warehouse, Chu Chu and Li Yinzhu were still sleeping.
All the items he had on him were still there, and he had not lost anything. The Shuhang took out his phone and looked at the time. A day had already passed. Furthermore, there was no signal here, so there was no way to contact the outside world.
He looked around again, but did not see the golden boy and jade girl from yesterday.
"It doesn't look like we're in space anymore," Song Shuhang said to himself.
Below the bridge was a boundless sea of clouds that was unfathomably deep. When he raised his head and looked up, he could see a green sky filled with auspicious clouds. It was just that it was slightly dusky.
After he tried to open the helmet of the spacesuit, he found that he was surrounded by fresh air, which was fresher than the air on Earth. When he breathed in, he felt pure spiritual energy being absorbed into his body along with the air, which made him feel refreshed both physically and mentally.
With such a high purity of spiritual energy, could it be that the entrance to the palace yesterday was the entrance to a Grotto-Heaven?
"Is anyone there? Is anyone there? "Song Shuhang called out.
However, there was no reaction at all.
Song Shuhang thought for a moment, then carried the space capsule and walked toward the end of the arch bridge.
Since he was in the middle of the bridge, he casually chose a direction...
After walking for around five kilometers, Song Shuhang finally reached the end of the bridge.
What appeared in front of him was a two-storey ancient huaxian-style pavilion.
This pavilion blocked the only way to the end of the bridge. It was like a city gate, blocking Song Shuhang's way.
On the pavilion hung a plaque with the words [Clearwater Pavilion] written on it.
"Clearwater Pavilion, it sounds like the name of a sect." Song Shuhang arrived in front of the pavilion and knocked on the door.
"Creak ~"
The huge door opened, and the golden boy and jade girl from yesterday appeared in front of Shuhang again.
The jade girl blinked her eyes and said, "Cultivator from afar, welcome."
The golden boy smiled and said, "I knew that Fellow Daoist was fated with us. You would definitely choose the direction to enter the Clearwater Pavilion. "
That arch bridge was a small test of fate. One of the two ends of the bridge led to the Clearwater Pavilion, and the other directly led to the exit. (To be continued.)
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