Although the seven dao names were his own fault, he didn't know where to start ridiculing the name 'Little Friend with Seven Dao Names'.
He took a deep breath.
Now wasn't the time to think about dao names. The most important thing was to tell Scholar Xian Gong about the 'demodragon'. After all, it was related to his safety and the demodragon medicine!
Song Shuhang typed on his phone: "Senior Xian Gong, I have news about the demodragon."
Scholar Xian Gong: "!!!"
"Little Friend, you have news about the demodragon? Where is it? Where is the demodragon going to land? " Scholar Xian Gong said excitedly. His typing speed was simply too fast. In less than a second, a long string of words was sent over. From the looks of it, Scholar Xian Gong's phone had also been magically modified by a cultivator.
Scholar Xian Gong had been trying to purchase the blood of demodragon recently, but he hadn't found anything. Not too long ago, he had finally met someone who was selling the blood of demodragon, but it turned out to be an idiot. He only had a little bit of demodragon blood, yet he wanted to sell it for a sky-high price.
At this time, Scholar Xian Gong had almost given up on purchasing the blood of demodragon. But right at this time, Song Shuhang unexpectedly said that he had news about a demodragon, providing timely assistance!
Stressed by a Mountain of Books: "Yes, Senior. I have news about a demodragon. However, it isn't a demodragon that is about to land on Earth … it's a demodragon that landed in China a thousand years ago. Afterward, it was possessed by a bug of the Netherworld and was brought to the Netherworld Realm. "
"The Netherworld Realm? Are you saying that the demodragon that was possessed by the bug is in the Netherworld Realm? "Scholar Xian Gong asked.
Stressed by a Mountain of Books: "Yes."
Scholar Xian Gong: "Dammit! Why is it in the Netherworld Realm? That world is very troublesome, and even with my strength, I can't stay there for too long. In addition, if I enter the Netherworld Realm, the strength of the formations I'm proficient in will be greatly reduced, and the materials used to set up the formations will be contaminated. If I use the spiritual energy of my Spirit Lake to set up the formations, the effects and the time needed to set up the formations will be greatly reduced. Am I still this unlucky? "
"…" Song Shuhang.
Is Senior Xian Gong thinking of slaughtering his way into the Netherworld Realm to capture that demodragon?
After thinking for a while, Song Shuhang quickly typed: "I want to ask a question. Senior Xian Gong, if demodragons stay in the Netherworld Realm for too long and get polluted by the Netherworld Realm, even their appearance will change greatly. Under such circumstances, the blood of the Demonic Dragon is still effective? "
"That's not a problem. After all, cosmic demons are similar to the creatures of the Netherworld Realm. They have chaotic, crazy, and so on. Even if it's affected by the Netherworld Realm, as long as it goes through a few steps, the effects won't be affected. " Senior Xian Gong replied. Then, he started to worry, "It seems that I need to find a few Fellow Daoists for help. Right, Shuhang Little Friend, where is that demodragon in the Netherworld Realm right now? "
"Hmm, it's in the Evil Dragon Cave of the Mountain of Next Life, one of the seventy-seven mountains of the Netherworld Realm. This is a Stage Six Realm Demonic Dragon, "Song Shuhang replied. This was the information he obtained after using his appraisal technique to appraise the muscular dragon.
Scholar Xian Gong: "As expected, I'm still this unlucky? Dammit! The Mountain of Next Life? Although it's only a cave lord, the Mountain of Next Life is very troublesome, even more troublesome than a nuclear bomb! It's too difficult to enter the Mountain of Next Life and kill a cave lord … I just want some of the blood of the demodragon! "
He felt that Senior Xian Gong's mood had suddenly dropped.
But then again, wasn't 'nuclear bomb' a taboo word for Scholar Xian Gong? Wouldn't he get angry whenever someone mentioned his name? Why did he suddenly bring it up?
Stressed by a Mountain of Books: "Senior Xian Gong, you don't need to worry so much. After a while, that demodragon should come out of the Netherworld Realm. "
Scholar Xian Gong's eyes immediately lit up. "Seven Daoist Names, Little Friend, what kind of special information do you have?"
"Actually, not long ago, that demodragon swore to find me even if it had to go to the ends of the earth. If it's really as clever as it said, it won't take long to find me, "Song Shuhang replied.
"That's really good news." Scholar Xian Gong laughed heartily, and said, "In that case, where are you now, Little Friend?"
"Jiangnan area, Honghe Town, Jiang Ran Street, Number 105. I'm living here for the time being," Song Shuhang quickly replied.
"Seven Daoist Names, Little Friend, I'll rush to your place tomorrow at the latest!" Scholar Xian Gong quickly replied.
The opponent was a demodragon of the Sixth Stage rank that had been contaminated by the energy of the Netherworld Realm. To be safe, Scholar Xian Gong decided to look for a few helpers. He absolutely couldn't let this demodragon escape!
Only God knew when the next wave of demodragons would descend on Earth. What if it was several thousand years later? He couldn't wait that long!
Therefore, he had to hit the target with one strike.
From the looks of it, after being baptized by the nuclear bomb for so long … his luck was finally changing for the better!
"No problem, Senior. I'll wait for Senior's arrival, "Song Shuhang said with a smile.
He had obtained the [Scholar Xian Gong's Protection] buff.
But right at this time, Scholar Xian Gong asked again, "Little Friend, is there anything you want?" Information on demodragons was too important to him. After all, it was related to his advancement. Therefore, he had to give Song Shuhang a gift that was commensurate with the information on demodragons.
"Senior, I also want some demodragon medicine," Song Shuhang said without beating around the bush.
"Ahaha, that's not a problem. As long as we capture this demodragon of the Sixth Stage and extract its blood essence, we'll be able to refine a lot of demodragon medicine. At that time, I'll give you a portion of the medicine, "Scholar Xian Gong said straightforwardly.
"Thank you, Senior Xian Gong," Song Shuhang replied with a smile. Then, he rubbed his temples. Just now, his mental energy had throbbed again, and he felt as though a small hammer had ruthlessly pounded on his head.
"You're welcome. This is what you deserve," Scholar Xian Gong said. Then, he asked curiously, "Right, Little Friend, you still haven't answered my previous question. You still haven't answered my previous question. Weren't you sent into space by Fairy Firefly? Did you return to Earth? "
"This question … actually, not too long ago, a senior happened to disguise himself as me. Then, he was sent into space by Fairy Firefly," Song Shuhang replied calmly.
"Oh? Ahaha, I understand. That was good news indeed. With this information, I'll be able to request the assistance of several fellow Daoists at a lower price. In that case, Shuhang Little Friend, goodbye, "Scholar Xian Gong said with a smile.
"Senior, when you tell the other seniors about this, don't mention me," Song Shuhang reminded. He didn't want to be sent into space by Fairy Firefly again.
"Don't worry. I still need to cooperate with you to lure out that demodragon." Scholar Xian Gong laughed and went offline.
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By the time they returned to Yu Jiaojiao's villa, it was already 6 AM on the 10th of August.
Daoist Priest Horizon's flight-type magical treasure stopped, and Song Shuhang and the others jumped down from it.
"It's another beautiful day." Daoist Priest Horizon gazed at the rising sun and sighed with emotion. "The weather is very good. How about we get drunk?" He still hadn't drunk the wine he had gotten from Immortal Fairy Bie Xue.
Drinking wine so early in the morning? Song Shuhang felt his stomach ache.
"Daoist Priest, there's no need to rush. Let me ask the servants to prepare some dishes to go with the wine first. We can drink at noon," Yu Jiaojiao said straightforwardly.
"Right, how can there be no dishes when there's wine? In that case, let's drink at noon. We won't go back until we're drunk, "Daoist Priest Horizon said heroically.
Song Shuhang suddenly had the urge to run away from Yu Jiaojiao's villa.
Just as they were discussing, the rumbling sound of a motorcycle was transmitted from outside Yu Jiaojiao's villa.
Someone was quickly approaching the villa with a motorcycle.
Song Shuhang turned his head around and looked in the direction of the villa. Soon after, he saw a fair-skinned and chubby man riding a small motorcycle in his direction.
The small motorcycle he was talking about wasn't the kind that could be used for women, but a real 'small motorcycle'. The height of an adult's knee and its length was around half a meter.
When the fair-skinned and chubby man was riding the small motorcycle, he looked like an elephant riding on a donkey. One couldn't help but feel sorry for the small motorcycle and worry that it would fall apart at any time.
But in fact, not only did the small motorcycle not fall apart, it was even moving at a very fast speed.
In the end, the small motorcycle arrived next to Yu Jiaojiao's villa and made a beautiful drift before stopping.
Soon after, the fair-skinned and chubby man grabbed the small motorcycle and turned his head around to look at Song Shuhang's group, who were standing at the entrance of the villa.
Song Shuhang's group made eye contact with him.
The fair-skinned and chubby man faintly smiled and put down the small motorcycle. Then, he joined his palms together and bowed to Song Shuhang's group. "Benefactors, good morning. May I ask if this place is' Jiangnan area, Honghe Town, Jiangran Street, Number 105 '?"
Yu Jiaojiao waved her small paw and said, "This is the place. Who are you looking for?"
"I'm a layman disciple of the Warring Buddha Sect, Swallow Cloud. In addition, I'm also a first-rate screenwriter of the country. I was entrusted by my senior brother, Dharma King Creation, to come here and look for Fellow Daoist Yu Jiaojiao." The fair-skinned and chubby man gently smiled and said, "I heard from Senior Brother Creation that Fellow Daoist Yu Jiaojiao wanted to ask me to help her adapt a story into a screenplay."
"Ahaha, so it's Master Tunyun! You came so quickly. I made an agreement with Senior Creation that he would help me find a screenwriter in a month. Great Master, how come you came so early? "Yu Jiaojiao quickly went to greet him.
Back then, she had promised Gao Mou that she would look for a screenwriter to help him write a screenplay.
Afterward, she asked the seniors in the Nine Provinces Number One Group if anyone could contact a screenwriter, saying that she wanted to adapt the story of the movie Venerable White wanted to shoot into a screenplay.
At that time, Dharma King Creation said that he happened to know a very famous screenwriter, and he would leave this task to him.
Originally, Yu Jiaojiao and Dharma King had agreed that they would ask the screenwriter to come over and change the screenplay in a month. But she hadn't expected that Master Tunyun would come over so quickly.
"Sigh." The fair-skinned and chubby Master Tunyun faintly sighed and said, "Yesterday, Senior Brother Creation made a live broadcast on the Internet and sent 300,000 people to the hospital. This poor monk and several other junior brothers came here to take care of this matter. Since I'm already here, I decided to drop by Fellow Daoist Yu Jiaojiao's place and get to know her. "
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