Song Shuhang was very pleased. His [Lotus Blossoming Tongue] ability had finally shown its usefulness. It wasn't just used to satisfy one's hunger anymore.
At this time, Eternal Fire Zhenjun pinched his chin and added, "I didn't expect that the [Lotus Blossoming Tongue] ability would have such a hidden effect. Right, Shuhang Little Friend, your [Lotus Blossoming Tongue] ability is still at the initial level, right? If you work hard to cultivate this ability, or if you have the opportunity to eat a few seeds of the Virtuous Golden Lotus, you'll be able to raise the level of the [Lotus Blossoming Tongue] ability. At that time, you'll be able to spit out four white lotuses at once. In that case, will you be able to produce four Saber Intent Condensing Lotus Seeds at once? "
If he could really produce four Saber Intent Condensing Lotus Seeds at once, this Little Friend of Song Shuhang wouldn't need to worry about spirit stones during the early stages of his cultivation. Just selling the Saber Intent Condensing Lotus Seeds would be enough to support him until he reached the Fifth Stage Realm.
Song Shuhang's eyes lit up. He felt that he had a special affinity with lotuses recently.
Su Clan's Shiliu smiled, and said, "Perhaps you can give it a try. When you fight against the demons of the Netherworld, I'll help you collect the corpses of the demons. I'll see if I can collect enough corpses to trade with Senior Eternal Fire for the seeds of the Virtuous Golden Lotus. "
"Shuhang Little Friend, if you want to trade, you can contact me. I'll use the price that Senior White mentioned earlier and exchange four or five Saber Intent Condensing Grass for your lotus seeds. The Spirit River Su Clan has a good stock of Saber Intent Condensing Grass, "Su Clan's Seven said with a smile.
"No, you should trade with me first." Venerable White said, "I remember that I collected Saber Intent Condensing Grass in the past. I'll go back to my treasury and look for them. There should be a lot of them. Once I'm done, it'll be your turn. "
Saber Intent Condensing Grass tasted bad. Exchanging it for the delicious lotus seeds was a good deal for Senior White.
Beihe Sanren smiled and said, "Shuhang Little Friend, why don't you take this opportunity to try and extract another lotus seed?" Beihe Sanren was worried that it might be a coincidence that Song Shuhang was able to extract the lotus seeds, so he wanted to see if Song Shuhang could continue to extract the lotus seeds.
Song Shuhang thought about it and finally shook his head. "Forget it for today."
His throat and stomach were still throbbing in pain. It was better to wait for his throat to feel better before asking Senior Medicine Master to concoct the medicinal liquid needed to consume the Saber Intent Condensing Grass.
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Time flew by.
In the evening, the badly wounded Mountain of Myriad Books was repaired by the Eternal Fire Zhenjun and the scholarly disciples.
The fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group also woke up the members of Jacob's Production Team, and finished shooting the remaining scenes.
After the shooting was over, the flying boat transported the members of Jacob's Production Team away from the White Cloud Academy.
The demons of the Netherworld Realm might come knocking at their door at any time, and it would be very dangerous for the ordinary people of Jacob's Production Team to stay in the White Cloud Academy. Therefore, they were sent to the next shooting location.
In addition, under Fairy Lychee's arrangements, the members of Jacob's Production Team left behind a video camera. At the appointed time, Fairy Lychee would use the video camera to record the scene of Venerable White slaughtering his way through the demons of the Netherworld Realm.
After the shooting was over.
After Eternal Fire Zhenjun rearranged the Mountain of Myriad Books, it became the White Cloud Academy's most important target of protection. They couldn't allow the Mountain of Myriad Books to be damaged by the attacks of the demons of the Netherworld Realm. Perhaps the Silent Sacred Lake hidden within the Mountain of Myriad Books was the hope for the revival of the White Cloud Academy and the scholarly faction!
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The sky slowly darkened.
After dinner, Song Shuhang arrived at the place the White Cloud Academy had arranged for him to rest.
He wanted to take advantage of the time before the battle against the demons of the Netherworld Realm to strengthen his strength.
Shuhang first tried to practice the technique he got from Cave Lord Snow Wolf, the Strong Gale Saber. It was a treasure he got from Cave Lord Snow Wolf using the demodragon medicine.
Song Shuhang's innate talent for saber techniques … was truly strong. After only a few hours of practice, he had completely grasped the moves of the < Gale Blade >. When he used the blade technique, he already had a good grasp of it.
If he was given a bit more time, he would be able to successfully practice this crazy saber technique.
After practicing the saber technique, Song Shuhang took out a brush from his clothes.
This brush was the [Heaven and Earth Worshipping Brush], a scholarly treasure of the Third Stage. It was the reward he got after passing the trial of the infinite make-up test dimension.
Shuhang picked up the brush and started to recall the contents of the [Scholarly Indestructible Body of the Buddha], the [Righteous Body Tempering Poem].
After going through the entire version of the [Righteous Body Tempering Poem] in meditation, Shuhang picked up the brush and started to write from memory on a piece of white paper.
So heavy! When he started to write, he felt the weight of the 'Heaven and Earth Worshipping Brush' in his right hand. It was as if he wasn't holding a brush, but a piece of lead that weighed hundreds of kilograms.
His arm was so heavy, and he still had to write the [Righteous Body Tempering Poem] word for word. It was a very challenging task.
Back in the Sage's memories, when he saw the Sage creating and experimenting with the [Scholarly Indestructible Body of the Buddha], Shuhang had some understanding of the difficulty of practicing this secret technique.
However, the difficulty of writing the [Righteous Body Tempering Poem] still exceeded his expectations.
'If I hadn't practiced the [Steel Hands Technique] and had the help of the scholarly treasure, the Heaven and Earth Worshipping Brush, I wouldn't have been able to write so many words,' Song Shuhang thought to himself.
When the first ancient character of the [Righteous Body Tempering Poem] was written, it took a full two minutes.
Shuhang was sweating profusely … At the same time, he felt a feedback from this character that he had never come into contact with before. It nourished his body and improved his constitution.
This was the 'Morality' that the Sage used to strengthen his body. All he had to do was write the [Righteous Body Tempering Poem], and it would be guided over.
This energy, which the Sage called 'Morality', not only nourished Song Shuhang's body, but it would also turn into 'gravity' that pressed down on Song Shuhang's body.
Song Shuhang felt his body become more than ten kilograms heavier — and that was just the first character. The weight would continue to increase, and he didn't know how long he could hold on for.
After taking a deep breath, Song Shuhang gritted his teeth and continued to write the contents of the [Righteous Body Tempering Poem].
He felt that with every character he wrote, it was as if he had practiced the [Basic Vajra Fist Technique] for the first time when he had just started cultivating. The feeling of weakness came wave after wave.
With every character he wrote, his constitution would strengthen, and the gravity that pressed down on him would increase as well.
With every additional character he wrote, the amount of energy he had to expend increased.
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Time flew.
It was late at night.
August 13th, Tuesday.
Song Shuhang grabbed the brush with both hands. At this time, he no longer cared about his posture, and his entire body was lying on the table. Fortunately, the scholarly table was sturdy enough that it wouldn't collapse under the weight of Shuhang.
"That's the last character," Song Shuhang said through gritted teeth.
At this time, his entire body was drenched, as if he had just been fished out of the water. Moreover, his body, which had swelled up after taking the demodragon medicine, had already returned to its original size.
While the [Scholarly Indestructible Body of the Buddha] strengthened Song Shuhang's constitution, it also worked with his body to absorb the demodragon medicine, allowing Song Shuhang's constitution to steadily increase.
The originally faint glow of 'starlight' on Song Shuhang's body had already transformed into 'moonlight'. This was a sign that his constitution was about to increase by a small level.
The [Scholarly Indestructible Body of the Buddha] lived up to its reputation as a body-strengthening technique created by the Sage. Its effects were excellent.
Song Shuhang grabbed the brush with both hands, and with trembling hands, he finished writing the last character. Then, he collapsed on the table.
"Crash ~"
In the end, the sturdy table couldn't hold on any longer, and was crushed to pieces by Song Shuhang.
Since he had lost all his strength, Song Shuhang couldn't budge.
Just like that, he lay on the broken table and closed his eyes, quickly falling into a deep sleep.
In the meantime, all the characters on the white paper in front of him were flickering and resonating with him. After one breath, all the characters on the white paper disappeared.
At the same time, a stream of 'righteous energy' was transmitted back to Song Shuhang. The faint 'starlight' on Song Shuhang's body had completely transformed, condensing into 'moonlight'.
The strength of the body of a cultivator of the Third Stage could be divided into four levels: the four meridians of the Dazzling Star, the Overcast Moon, the Blazing Sun, and the Immaterial King.
At this time, Song Shuhang was still at the initial stage of the Third Stage, and he hadn't even opened a single meridian yet.
However, the strength of his constitution had already reached the level of a cultivator of the Third Stage Second Meridian, the 'Overcast Moon Meridian'.
If his constitution continued to strengthen, there was a chance that he would become like Dharma King Creation of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, possessing a body that could transcend realms.
Dharma King Creation had the inner body of a Sixth Stage True Monarch when he was only at the Fifth Stage.
If Song Shuhang continued to work hard, he would have the body of a Fourth Stage True Monarch while still at the Third Stage. There was hope!
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In the size-reducing purse, Lady Onion was silently lying on the bundle of 'green onion sprouts', tears streaming down her face.
Song Shuhang had fainted!
In addition, no fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group were around. That girl called Shiliu Su wasn't accompanying Song Shuhang today. Yu Jiaojiao wasn't around, and neither was Venerable White.
If she wanted to escape, this was a heaven-sent opportunity. There was simply no better opportunity.
However … Lady Onion was currently in the same state as Song Shuhang. Her whole body was soft, and she didn't have the slightest bit of strength left.
Due to the 'Berserk Technique' in the morning, too many of her green onion sprouts had been plucked off, and she couldn't move.
In addition …
Lady Onion wiped the tears off her face and faintly sighed.
Actually, she didn't have much of a desire to escape at this time.
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After Song Shuhang fell asleep, his consciousness entered a strange state again.
Damn, I forgot about that strange curse of the ancient Jet-Black Sect. I didn't enter that troublesome dreamland again, right? Song Shuhang thought to himself.
Was it possible that he would have to ask Senior White Two for help again?
But soon after, he discovered that he wasn't in that cursed dreamland.
At this time, he was observing the surroundings with a 365-degree vision without any blind spots.
The surroundings were filled with filth and evil energy.
It looked like the Netherworld Realm.
Was he dreaming of the Netherworld Realm? Such being the case, whose vision was he looking at the Netherworld Realm through?
I'm not … dreaming again, am I?
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