Due to his excitement, Scholar Xian Gong's face became even redder. He took out twenty vials of demodragon medicine, placed them in another small pouch, and gave it to Song Shuhang. After going through a lot of trouble, he had finally managed to concoct the demodragon medicine.
Song Shuhang took the pouch and asked, "Senior Xian Gong, can I drink this demodragon medicine directly?"
"You can drink it directly. But before that, I suggest that you practice a body tempering technique first, allowing the blood and qi in your body to unfold. That way, you'll be able to absorb the strength of the demodragon medicine faster, "Scholar Xian Gong suggested as he puffed out a mouthful of white smoke from his pipe.
"In that case, do I need to dilute the medicinal liquid before I drink it?" Song Shuhang asked. The grade of the demodragon medicine was very high, and its medicinal strength was very strong. He was worried that his body would explode if he drank it directly.
Scholar Xian Gong smiled and said, "Don't worry. The demodragon medicine is different from other medicinal pills, and its medicinal strength isn't that strong. When you drink it, you don't need to dilute it. You just need to reduce the amount. If I were to drink it, I'd need to take around three vials of demodragon medicine at a time. Only after I've completely absorbed the medicinal strength can I continue to drink it. As for you, you only need to divide one vial of demodragon medicine into ten portions. "
"I understand. Thank you, Senior." Song Shuhang nodded. He took out one vial of demodragon medicine and placed the rest in his size-reducing purse.
"In that case, Senior Xian Gong, I'll go and stretch my body for a bit before drinking the demodragon medicine!" Song Shuhang said impatiently. As long as his constitution improved, he would be able to solve the problem of having too much mental energy. At that time, he wouldn't have to endure the pain of having his head hit by a small hammer.
Therefore, it was best to take the demodragon medicine as soon as possible!
Scholar Xian Gong nodded and said, "In that case, I'll stand guard for you."
The demodragon medicine was refined from the blood essence of a mutated demodragon. Although Medicine Master had said that there wouldn't be any problems with the demodragon medicine, Scholar Xian Gong still felt that it was better to have someone stand guard for him while he was drinking the medicine, just in case.
Song Shuhang said, "Sure. Thank you, Senior."
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… …
After a while.
Song Shuhang, Yu Jiaojiao, and Scholar Xian Gong arrived at the open space behind the room. This empty space was large enough for Song Shuhang to stretch his muscles and bones.
Song Shuhang took a deep breath and performed the Vajra Foundation Building Fist Technique first. This fist technique was the introductory fist technique on his path of cultivation, and he had already mastered it.
With Song Shuhang's current level of cultivation, he didn't feel the slightest bit of heaviness when he executed this set of basic fist technique. Every move and every style was as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water, effortlessly executed.
After the Vajra Foundation Building Fist Technique, he performed the Vajra Subduing Devil Fist several times.
After practicing the fist technique again and again, Shuhang's Qi and blood all over his body relaxed, and his whole body was adjusted to the best state.
"That's enough," Song Shuhang said to himself.
At this time, Scholar Xian Gong said at the same time, "Shuhang Little Friend, it's about time."
Song Shuhang stopped practicing and breathed out a mouthful of turbid air. Then, he took out the demodragon medicine from his robe.
Beside him, Yu Jiaojiao handed him a small cup and said, "Here's one-tenth of it. Don't drink too much."
"Thank you." Song Shuhang grinned. He took the small cup and poured one-tenth of the liquid out of the demodragon medicine.
After putting away the demodragon medicine, Shuhang raised the cup and drank all the liquid inside.
It was sweet and had a bit of apple flavor, just like drinking ordinary fruit juice.
Next, Song Shuhang closed his eyes and operated the True Self Meditation Scripture. When a cultivator was in a meditative state, they could more effectively absorb the medicinal strength of medicinal pills.
Roughly three minutes later …
Song Shuhang opened his eyes in confusion. "Strange!"
I've been drinking the demodragon medicine for so long, but why isn't there any reaction from my body? He didn't feel the hot medicinal strength surging up his body, nor did he feel a cooling sensation spreading throughout his body.
Could it be that I drank too little?
On the side, Scholar Xian Gong, who had been paying close attention to him, also asked in confusion, "Could it be that Shuhang Little Friend drank too little?"
"In that case, should I try drinking a little more?" Song Shuhang asked. He stood up and reached into his robe, preparing to take out the demodragon medicine and drink a little more.
But just as he stood up, Song Shuhang suddenly felt a bitter taste in his mouth. Soon after, even his tongue started to feel numb.
Shuhang subconsciously opened his mouth — this was the same reaction a person would have after eating a super spicy dish and subconsciously opened his mouth to inhale.
"Eh? Is there a reaction? "Scholar Xian Gong's eyes lit up as he asked.
Song Shuhang was about to reply, but just as he opened his mouth, he felt something spurt out of his mouth … it was a silk thread!
A pure white silk thread shot out of Song Shuhang's mouth.
Spiderman spat silk out of his hands, but Song Shuhang was spitting it out of his mouth.
"…" Song Shuhang.
"…" Yu Jiaojiao.
"…" Scholar Xian Gong. What's going on? I've never heard of anyone who drank the demodragon medicine being able to spit silk threads out!
"Could it be that the impurities in the body were extracted by the demodragon medicine, turned into silk threads, and spat out of the mouth?" Scholar Xian Gong guessed.
Song Shuhang shook his head. He could feel that these silk threads weren't the impurities in the body.
However, just as he was about to speak again, before his voice could leave his throat, even longer silk threads shot out of his mouth.
The silk threads shot out faster and faster.
Eventually, as Song Shuhang breathed, the silk threads kept shooting out of his mouth. The silk threads grew longer and longer, and in the blink of an eye, Song Shuhang had already shot out three meters of silk threads.
Am I turning into a silkworm? Song Shuhang smiled bitterly.
Yu Jiao blinked her eyes and asked, "Song Shuhang, how do you feel? Try using the secret sound transmission technique. "
Song Shuhang nodded and replied using the group secret sound transmission technique, "I feel that my mouth is very bitter, spicy, and numb. I subconsciously opened my mouth. As soon as I opened my mouth, the silk threads kept shooting out, and I couldn't stop. "
Scholar Xian Gong frowned. "That's it? You don't feel anything else? Don't you feel that your constitution has become stronger? Or that your strength has increased? "
This demodragon medicine … didn't fail, right?
"My constitution seems to have strengthened a little, but not by too much. However, I can feel that the medicinal power of the demodragon medicine has only just started to fuse with my body, "Song Shuhang replied." Also … I have a strange impulse. "
Yu Jiaojiao asked, "A strange impulse? What kind of impulse? "
"I want to … spin a cocoon?" Song Shuhang replied in disbelief. However, this was exactly the impulse he had at this moment. He wanted to use the silk threads that came out of his mouth to spin a cocoon and wrap himself inside.
"…" Yu Jiaojiao.
"…" Scholar Xian Gong.
"What should I do? I'm spitting out more and more silk threads. " Song Shuhang transmitted his voice to Yu Jiaojiao. In the time it took to exchange a few sentences, a small pile of silk threads had already formed in front of him. It was at least ten meters long.
"How about you try spinning a cocoon?" Yu Jiaojiao suggested.
Scholar Xian Gong thought for a moment and agreed. "Shuhang Little Friend, you can give it a try. We all know that after a worm spins a cocoon, it will undergo a transformation. Maybe Shuhang Little Friend, after you finish spinning the cocoon, your constitution will also undergo a transformation when you break out of it! "
"…" Song Shuhang.
What Senior Xian Gong said made sense, and he couldn't refute it.
So, should I try spinning a cocoon?
In that case, here's the question … how do I spin a cocoon?
As a 21st-century Chinese youth, he had received nine years of compulsory education since childhood. Then, he spent three years in high school and one year in university … He had studied astronomy, geography, mathematics, biology, physics, Chinese, foreign languages, history, chemistry, mechanics, music, fine arts, physical education, morality, and so on!
He had a huge amount of knowledge in his hands, and some of it was something he would never have the opportunity to use in his lifetime.
This huge amount of knowledge was the precious inheritance of the ancestors of mankind.
But it was useless. Among all this knowledge, none of the subjects could tell him how a 'human' could spin a cocoon like a worm!
The silk threads were still coming out of his mouth, and Song Shuhang stood there motionlessly.
Yu Jiaojiao urged, "Shuhang, don't just stand there. Try spinning a cocoon! "
"Shuhang Little Friend, you can rest assured and spin the cocoon. With me protecting you, there won't be any problems! If your life is in danger, I can immediately stop you from spinning the cocoon. "
"…" Song Shuhang shook his head and asked via sound transmission, "Jiaojiao, Senior Xian Gong, can either of you tell me how a human should spin a cocoon?"
"…" Yu Jiaojiao.
Then, Yu Jiaojiao said, "Although I'm a hybrid between a flood dragon and a mermaid, I don't know how to spin a cocoon."
Scholar Xian Gong exhaled a mouthful of smoke and said, "I'm a pure human cultivator, and I don't know how to spin a cocoon, either."
At this critical moment, Yu Jiaojiao and Scholar Xian Gong couldn't help him.
Song Shuhang sighed once more and took out his mobile phone.
While the silk threads were still coming out of his mouth, Song Shuhang opened the Nine Provinces Number One Group and typed a message.
In the Nine Provinces Number One Group.
Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman: "At this time, are there any seniors online? Asking: Does any of you know how a human should spin a cocoon? I'm currently spinning silk. I'm waiting online. It's urgent! "
As expected, the first one to reply was Beihe Sanren.
Beihe Sanren: "Shuhang Little Friend, I'm sorry, but as a pure human cultivator, I don't know how humans should spin a cocoon. PS: I feel that pure human cultivators shouldn't be able to spin silk. PS: You can ask the monster cultivators in the group if you want to know how to spin a cocoon. "
Prince Phoenix Slayer: "Fellow Daoist Northern River, you're wrong. As a pure monster cultivator, I don't know how humans should spin a cocoon. I feel that Shuhang Little Friend should ask an insect-type cultivator. "
Cave Lord Snow Wolf: "Prince Phoenix Slayer in anger."
True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon: "Prince Phoenix Slayer in anger + 1."
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: "Are there any insect-type monster cultivators in our group?"
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