After Yu Jiaojiao uploaded the video of Song Shuhang spinning a cocoon to the Nine Provinces Number One Group, many seniors rushed over to the Nine Provinces Number One Group to take a look at the scene of a human spinning a cocoon. Since they had nothing to do, they decided to come over and watch little friend Shuhang spin a cocoon to pass the time.
However, they had already missed the scene of Song Shuhang spinning the cocoon. That was the most interesting part of the whole process.
But right at this time, Venerable White asked, "Shuhang, is the cocoon already done? Can you hear me? "
Song Shuhang replied via secret sound transmission, "It's almost done. I feel that the silk in my mouth is about to run out, and it's getting slower and slower."
"Come on, everyone is looking at you," Venerable White said. Then, he looked at the colorful butterfly, and said, "Jiu Gu, can I poke this big cocoon now?"
Jiu Gu pondered for a moment, and said, "There shouldn't be any problem. As long as you don't poke it too hard, the cocoon won't be damaged."
"In that case, I'll go and poke it." Venerable White curiously went to the side of the big cocoon and stretched out his finger to poke it.
"It's really a cocoon, but it's very hard … it's too hard. At that time, it won't be easy to turn it into silk, right?" Venerable White muttered to himself.
"…" Yu Jiaojiao.
"…" The colorful butterfly Jiu Gu.
"…" Scholar Xian Gong.
Senior White was thinking of turning this big cocoon of Song Shuhang's Little Friend into silk?
It was said that when making silk from a silkworm cocoon, one had to put it in boiling water and not wait for the silkworm moths to drill out of it. After the cocoon was cooked, one had to reel it and go through a series of procedures to turn it into silk.
Therefore, one had to throw Song Shuhang's Little Friend into boiling water and cook it?
The various fellow daoists immediately imagined the scene of Song Shuhang's Little Friend's cocoon being thrown into a big pot of boiling water. Afterward, Song Shuhang's Little Friend would scream in pain.
This scene was simply too beautiful.
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Another five minutes or so passed.
Venerable White asked again, "Shuhang, are you done with your spitting?"
Song Shuhang's voice finally rang out, but his voice was hoarse. "It's finally done. I can't feel my mouth anymore. My mouth feels numb when I drink it. It's so uncomfortable. "
Senior White was very curious. "Do you feel anything special in your body now? Is it about to evolve? "
Song Shuhang carefully sensed the condition of his body, shook his head and answered, "No … My body hasn't changed, and my physique hasn't become stronger. Perhaps, I need a little more time? "
"How did you feel inside the cocoon?" Venerable White asked again.
Senior White, are you going to transform into a hundred thousand whys?
"The feeling inside the cocoon … is a little hot and stuffy. It's not very ventilated. It was pitch-black, just like a small black room. Strange, the oxygen inside is getting lesser and lesser, and it's getting harder to breathe. How can the oxygen be consumed so quickly? "Song Shuhang was puzzled.
Scholar Xian Gong's eyelids twitched when he heard this. The demodragon medicine this time was going to be troublesome.
Venerable White said, "Should you try using the 'Turtle Breathing Technique'?"
Song Shuhang said, "I already used it. It's much better now. Fortunately, Senior White taught me the 'Turtle Breathing Technique' before. Otherwise, wouldn't I have suffocated to death inside the cocoon? "
Another five minutes passed.
Venerable White felt a little bored, so he asked again, "Shuhang, do you feel anything special right now?"
"Gulp ~ There's a change. A lot of liquid suddenly appeared inside the cocoon. It's getting more and more, and it's about to drown me, "Song Shuhang replied.
Yu Jiaojiao asked curiously, "There's a lot of liquid inside the cocoon? We can't see any changes from the outside. "
"Do I need to break the cocoon?" Venerable White asked.
"No, there's no need. I feel that there's a change in my constitution … my constitution is rapidly increasing, and my body is getting stronger and stronger. "Song Shuhang's joyful voice came from the cocoon.
It seemed that the liquid inside the cocoon was the main body of the demodragon medicine. The demodragon medicine was finally taking effect.
After hearing this, Scholar Xian Gong heaved a sigh of relief. It was working. Although the demodragon medicine had 'mutated', it was still effective.
As long as it was effective … it was just spitting out some silk and spinning a cocoon! He didn't care about any of this. As long as he could spin a cocoon and strengthen his constitution and achieve a balance with his mental energy, everything would be worth it.
Just like that, another ten minutes passed.
Venerable White rested his chin on one hand and used the other to tap on Meteor Sword. He asked, "Shuhang, when are you going to come out of this cocoon?"
"Gulp ~ I don't know, either. However, the liquid inside the cocoon is rapidly decreasing, and the speed at which my constitution is strengthening is also slowing down. When my constitution is no longer increasing, I should be able to come out … that should be the case, "Song Shuhang replied.
In the next moment … another ten minutes passed.
Venerable White changed his posture and rested his chin on his other hand, playing chess with Yu Jiaojiao in boredom.
The nearby fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group were also watching the chess game out of boredom.
Only Scholar Xian Gong was motionlessly taking pictures of the big cocoon that Song Shuhang had spun, afraid that he would miss something.
But right at this time, Song Shuhang's voice was transmitted from the cocoon. "Senior White, Jiaojiao, Senior Xian Gong, and the other seniors, please step aside. I'm coming out."
"You're finally coming out?" Venerable White's eyes lit up, and he retreated together with the others.
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In the next moment, the sound of something breaking was transmitted from the two-meter-tall cocoon.
The cocoon that Song Shuhang had spun was hard to begin with, just like porcelain. He punched the cocoon several times, creating a big hole in it.
Next, Song Shuhang drilled out of the cocoon while wearing the 'Golden Bell Cover Daoist Robe'. It was the daoist robe of the western monk, and Song Shuhang hadn't had the time to change its name yet.
At this time, he was wearing the daoist robe. He spread his arms and took a deep breath, a satisfied expression on his face. "Ah, the fresh air is truly wonderful."
Venerable White, Yu Jiaojiao, Scholar Xian Gong, and the several seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group that had rushed over to watch the fun were all staring at Song Shuhang.
"Pfff ~" Dongfang Six Fairies couldn't help but laugh out loud.
At this time, Song Shuhang's body had expanded by five times, and the muscles all over his body were bulging out, just as though they had exploded.
Since the muscles on his body were too exaggerated, Song Shuhang, who was originally 182 centimeters tall, looked a little short at this time.
But more importantly, Song Shuhang's head hadn't changed. He still had a young face with delicate features, but now he had a terrifyingly thick body.
Yu Jiaojiao gave Song Shuhang the thumbs up and said, "Muscle Hang! You look really handsome with all those muscles. "
What the hell was this' Muscle Hang '?
Song Shuhang lowered his head and glanced at his terrifying body. Then, he slightly waved his arm and felt a strong gust of wind shoot out of it. Blue veins bulged out of every muscle on his arm, making him look very scary.
"How did I end up like this?!" Song Shuhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The effects of the demodragon medicine were indeed very good. After drinking one-tenth of a vial, he felt that the strength of his constitution had increased by more than three times.
He estimated that his current body was at least as strong as a cultivator of the Third Stage Second Meridian, 'Overcast Moon Meridian', or even close to the strength of a cultivator of the Third Stage Meridian, 'Blazing Sun Meridian'.
But what was with this ridiculous body of muscles? How was he supposed to go out and meet people like this?
At this time, Venerable White took a step forward and placed his hand on Song Shuhang's body. "Don't move, I'll give you a checkup."
Song Shuhang hurriedly kept quiet and allowed Venerable White to examine his body.
After a while, Venerable White smiled lightly and said, "It's alright, it's not a big deal. It's just that your body has absorbed a large amount of medicinal energy, and the demodragon medicine has greatly improved your constitution in a short period of time. That's why your body has expanded. It's the same principle as when a person eats too much, they grow fat. You should work hard on your 'body tempering technique' these few days, and you should be able to recover in about two or three days. Apart from that, there's nothing wrong with your body, and you're in a very good state. "
After hearing Senior White's words, Song Shuhang heaved a sigh of relief. If his muscles were to expand forever, he wouldn't know how he was going to explain things to his parents after returning home.
Was he going to say that he had joined a scary fitness club and casually trained until he grew muscles? Papa Song and Mama Song would surely go crazy!
The nearby Scholar Xian Gong also heaved a sigh of relief.
Then, he cupped his fists and bid farewell to the various fellow daoists. "Shuhang Little Friend, Fellow Daoist White, and other fellow daoists, I'll take my leave first. I'm going to take the demodragon medicine."
Everyone knew that Scholar Xian Gong had been waiting for this day for a very long time. Therefore, they bid him farewell one after another and wished him the best of luck in spinning a beautiful cocoon.
These sincere blessings made Scholar Xian Gong's face turn red. Luckily, his face was already red to begin with.
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Song Shuhang jumped down from the bed and looked at the big cocoon. How should he deal with it?
Just as he was in deep thoughts, the nearby Venerable White pulled his daoist robe.
Song Shuhang turned his head around and looked at Venerable White in puzzlement.
"Shuhang, do you have a lot of demodragon medicine with you?" Venerable White said.
Scholar Xian Gong and Song Shuhang had a 50-50 split, and Song Shuhang had twenty or so 'demodragon medicine' vials in his hands.
"Senior White, do you want it?" Song Shuhang asked. After saying this much, he took out a vial of demodragon medicine from his pocket and handed it over to Venerable White.
Venerable White had given him the 'demodragon medicine' after killing it. Since Senior White wanted demodragon medicine, how could Song Shuhang not give it to her?
"Is one vial enough?" Song Shuhang asked again.
"Yes, it's enough." Venerable White nodded and said, "I just wanted to see what it feels like to spin a cocoon. It seems very interesting."
He was very curious about the feeling of spinning a cocoon.
Moreover, transforming his body into a muscular man was very interesting as well.
After taking the vial of demodragon medicine in his hands, Venerable White raised his head, and drank the whole vial.
After a short moment … Venerable White opened his mouth and spat out a long sparkling thread.
"It's coming, it's coming!" Venerable White said excitedly.
He stepped in the air and happily chose a spot between the ceiling of Song Shuhang's room. Then, he started spinning the cocoon …
Although it was the same cocoon spinning, Song Shuhang's movements looked clumsy and interesting.
On the other hand, Senior White's movements were elegant and graceful, like a dancing immortal.
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