Chapter 1,426 October 10th, Everything Is Scheduled for the 10th!
"Huh? Sister Bailong is so sure? Doesn't it mean that once the mirage turns into 'food', it will be difficult to find them?" Song Shuhang asked.
Sister Bailong smiled softly and said: "I am also the ancestor of dragons. It is difficult for others to find mirage dragons. I am still confident that I can find them."
"That's right." Song Shuhang said.
"By the way, Senior Song, our illness is getting worse and worse." At this time, Yurouzi suddenly said.
Song Shuhang: "What?"
"I mean our state of transparency is getting more and more serious. Just now, Senior Song, after you entered the 'battle space' to bully the second-grade juniors, I did a few small experiments, and then discovered the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group' Seniors, the time they can remember me is getting shorter and shorter," Yu Rouzi said.
Song Shuhang said: "Soft Yu, don't talk nonsense, I didn't run in and bully the younger generation. Wait, is transparency getting more and more serious?"
When they were thrown into the 'little black room of heaven', their sense of existence was erased. Nowadays, when a few people chat with each other, they will be forgotten while chatting.
You've already become so transparent, will it get worse?
"Yes, I have experimented with it, like this." Soft Yu turned her head and shouted to Beihe Sanren: "Senior Beihe."
The Beihe Loose Cultivator raised his head and said with a smile: "Fairy Maomao, is there something wrong with me?"
But just after he finished speaking, Beihe Sanren suddenly raised his eyebrows and pinched his chin: "Strange, who called me just now?"
After finishing speaking, Beihe Sanren lowered his head again, picked up the tea cup and tasted it carefully.
Look to the sky!
We could at least exchange a few words before, but now the greetings have just been said and have been forgotten?
Song Shuhang asked doubtfully: "The current one has increased the intensity of the black room against us?"
"It's very possible. After all, we escaped from prison. Maybe because of this, the punishment was increased. From a small transparency to a great transparency." Yurouzi said.
"Then how long are we going to maintain this state?" Song Shuhang looked up at the sky, his liver hurting.
It is good to experience the life of a transparent layman for a period of time. He should not really become a little transparent all his life.
Sister Bailong: "Maybe it's a good thing."
Song Shuhang: "Huh?"
"Perhaps the little transparent state is related to the length of your sentence. When your sense of existence is getting lower and lower, it means that your sentence is also shortening. After your sense of existence completely disappears, maybe it is you Xiaohei The house period is over," Sister Bailong guessed.
Song Shuhang sighed faintly: "Thank you Sister Bailong for your comfort..."
The possibility that the small transparent state is a timer is almost zero. Sister Bailong must use this method to comfort people because of her gentle personality.
"If your sentence is really about to end, then we have to find a way to send you back to the 'Tiandao Black Room'. Otherwise, if you are not in the Tiandao Black Room after your sentence is over, you might be Increase the punishment." Senior Bai put down the chopsticks in his hand and said seriously.
Yu Rouzi chuckled and said: "I do think... could it be that we have been punished more severely? Maybe the current one only wanted to imprison us for a few days, but when he was about to release us, he found that we had already been punished. Not in a dark room, so we increase our transparency.”
Song Shuhang suddenly felt that Yu Rouzi's statement was more likely.
"Senior Song, do you think that in our current state, at the Food Immortal Banquet, will we be forgotten when the food is served?" Yu Rouzi said.
Song Shuhang: "..."
"Don't worry, the food at the Immortal Food Banquet is usually served in large portions." Senior Bai comforted him.
While they were talking, a group of girls began to serve food.
A large pot occupying half of the table was placed... it was indeed a large portion.
If this is the case, at least the Immortal Food Banquet doesn’t have to worry too much.
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the other side.
Shi Loli's table.
Shi carefully reassembled the fish head of the 'KingWhale' and prepared to pack it up and take it away.
The entire head of a king-winged whale,
She only tasted a little bit, and then the Food Fairy Banquet began to be served.
Of course she wanted to keep the head of the king-winged whale and keep the belly for the set meal of the Food Fairy Banquet.
In addition, she always felt in her heart that this fish head belonged to someone else. She wanted to share this delicious dish with others...
But she couldn't think of anyone to share it with.
"Maybe it's Zhu...Zhu couldn't attend the Immortal Food Banquet this time, so I'm thinking of bringing something back for her to taste." Shi thought to herself.
Her relationship with Zhu is the best in the sect, and she will be the first to think of Zhu when good things happen.
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After three rounds of drinking.
In the distance, Holy Lord Winter Melon strode over and stood beside Song Shuhang.
"Fellow Taoist Tyrant Song." Saint Lord Winter Melon called in a deep voice.
Song Shuhang also stood up from his seat and looked at Saint Lord Winter Melon.
"Fellow Taoist Tyrant Song, this opportunity is rare, why don't we learn from each other?" Holy Lord Winter Melon showed a hearty smile.
Song Shuhang waved his hand calmly: "Fellow Taoist Winter Melon, there is no need to rush into the battle between you and me. On the lunar day, above the Forbidden City, we will meet for a fight, and continue the story of the Battle of Tribulation Immortal."
"Month? This is a good time." The Winter Melon Saint nodded.
Song Shuhang struck while the iron was hot: "Then, that's how we made an appointment."
Holy King Winter Melon: "Okay, it's settled."
After saying that, Holy Lord Winter Melon left with a satisfied look on his face - as he left, he scratched his head again. A battle in the sky above the Forbidden City? This thing sounds familiar. Has he made an appointment with Xuansheng Tyrant Song before?
While thinking, the Winter Melon Saint returned to his seat.
Then he fell into deep thought.
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Not long after, a scribe waving a fan came to Song Shuhang.
"Fellow Taoist Tyrant Song, this opportunity is rare, why don't we learn from each other?" The man dressed as a scribe said. His words were not in Chinese, but a vague holy seal appeared beside him. The holy seal acted as a translator, translating the scribe's words into a language that Song Shuhang could understand.
This scribe man is also a Xuansheng... Moreover, he is a veteran Xuansheng who was promoted thousands of years ago.
Xuansheng's 'Sacred Seal' also has a translation function?
My Holy Seal is hairy so it doesn’t have this function?
Is it really because I am a parallel importer? Song Shuhang thought to himself.
In addition, the ‘Xuan Sheng’ dressed as a scribe must have made an appointment with the Winter Melon Saint, and their lines are exactly the same!
Song Shuhang stood up again and said modestly: "Fellow Taoist, why should we rush into our discussion for a while? On the moon, above the Forbidden City, we will meet for a battle. When the time comes, I will ask fellow Taoist to point out my shortcomings."
Anyway, he is completely transparent now.
Come on, no matter which Xuansheng wants to discuss with him, he will accept it! On the moon, let’s meet in the sky above the Forbidden City for a wonderful story about the Battle of Xuansheng!
If you can remember me then~~
I am transparent and proud.
"Moon and day? That's fine. After the Immortal Eating Banquet is over, I will stay for a few more days." The scribe man waved his fan and smiled slightly: "But, Taoist Fellow Ba Song seems very confident, right?"
No, no, senior, I am not confident. I'm so proud~~ Anyway, you can't remember your promise to fight with me.
"Haha, it's not that I am confident. I just feel that I will benefit a lot from being able to fight against a veteran Xuan Sage like fellow Taoist, so I can't help but feel excited." Song Shuhang said with a hearty smile.
"I see. I like your character, Taoist Taoist Master Ba Song." The man dressed as a scribe nodded: "Then, let's meet in the sky above the Forbidden City on the first day of the month."
After the scribe finished speaking, he tapped his Xuansheng Seal again.
He showed his 'sacred name' to Song Shuhang.
That is a complex text from another world that does not belong to the earth. However, through the translation-like function of the Holy Seal, Song Shuhang could probably understand the meaning of this 'Holy Name'.
Three weeks?
The holy name is 'Three Weeks'.
After displaying his holy name, the Three-week Saint King returned to his seat with a smile on his face.
Then, like the Winter Melon Saint, after returning to his seat, the Three Weekly Saint suddenly fell into deep thought.
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It was as if it was an appointment.
Not long after Holy Lord Zhou Zhou left, Holy Lord Qingluan came to Song Shuhang with his long skirt in hand.
Alas, can you still let me have a few bites of the Immortal Food Banquet?
After sighing secretly, Song Shuhang stood up to greet him and said with a smile: "Fairy Qingluan, are you also looking for me to spar?"
"Ah? Yeah." Fairy Qingluan nodded slightly.
Song Shuhang: "Fairy, today is actually not a good time for sparring. So, how about we change the time and place?"
"Ah? Okay." Fairy Qingluan said.
Song Shuhang waved his hand: "This is a good day. How about the fairy and I meeting in the sky above the Forbidden City and creating a wonderful story of a battle to rob the immortal?"
Song Shuhang found that he spoke smoothly.
"Moon number? Is it the day after tomorrow?" Fairy Qingluan thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay, then give it the number."
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Fairy Luan gave instructions. "Song Shuhang smiled.
"Yes." Fairy Qingluan nodded slightly, looking like she was thinking a lot.
Song Shuhang cupped his fists at Fairy Qingluan.
Fairy Qingluan seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly her face turned slightly red: "Then we'll see you again."
After that, she picked up her skirt and returned to her seat.
Like the previous two saints, Saint Qingluan also fell into deep thought after sitting down.
Song Shuhang sighed.
It's just terrible.
Yu Rouzi on the side laughed and said: "Senior Song is very powerful. He will challenge three Xuan Sages in one day."
"Everyone can't remember it anyway, so just respond first. It's better than being forcibly taken away for discussion today." Song Shuhang said.
After that, he sighed: "Now, I feel that the transparent state is quite good."
At least it saved him a lot of trouble.
At this time, Senior Bai next to him held his chin and fell into deep thought.
There is a question in his mind now - Song Shuhang's current transparent state will one day be restored. If Song Shuhang's "small transparency state" is restored in the future, then...will everyone forget the "Song Shuhang's small transparency period"? Or will it suddenly come to mind?
After thinking for a while, Senior Bai nodded slightly.
Well, don't worry about that for now, though.
Song Shuhang and others had just been imprisoned in the small dark room not long ago, and they would definitely not be released so soon. Therefore, in the future, everyone will remember the promise. But by then, the agreed time had long passed. It was not Song Shuhang who broke the contract, but the Tribulation Immortals themselves who did not come to keep their appointments.
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Shortly after Fairy Qingluan returned to her seat, the red-haired Monarch of Dreams also strode over.
"Fellow Taoist Tyrant Song." Saint Lord Yaomeng called with a smile.
She is a profound sage of the ancient witch lineage, and she spends her days concentrating on researching and restoring the ancient witch lineage's inheritance.
Song Shuhang stood up and responded: "Fellow Daoist Yaomeng, are you also looking for me to spar?"
"As the No. 1 Saint in the millennium, Fellow Daoist Tyrant Song, everyone is full of interest in you. In addition, Fellow Daoist Tyrant Song, you also have the nickname of 'Tyrant Confucianism, Mysterious Demon'. Many fellow Taoists want to know you more deeply." Meng Shengjun shook his fiery red hair: "I am no exception."
"Moon and day." Song Shuhang said.
Youmeng Shengjun: "Huh?"
"I feel that the first day of the month is a good day. So, why don't we meet up in the sky above the Forbidden City on that day to have a good discussion with fellow Taoist Yaomeng. Then, we will have a whole day to discuss and communicate, wouldn't it be wonderful?" Song Shuhang said with a smile on his face. Smile.
"Why do I feel that fellow Daoist Tyrant Song, you have already prepared your lines?" Shengjun Youmeng said keenly.
Song Shuhang: "I know, everyone is very interested in me. But today is the Food Immortal Banquet, and I still hope that I can finish the Food Immortal Banquet properly and leave the discussion and other matters in the future. Moreover, eat a lot of food while eating. Exercise is not good for your health.”
Youmeng Shengjun laughed: "Xuansheng Tyrant of the Song Dynasty, you have a better sense of humor than I thought."
"A sense of humor?" Song Shuhang raised his eyebrows. Youmeng Shengjun was the first person to praise him like this.
"Then we've made an appointment. See you later. Anyway, I have plenty of free time." You Meng Shengjun said.
After that, she returned to her position.
Like the previous three saints, after sitting down, Youmengsheng also fell into a state of contemplation.
Song Shuhang sighed lightly.
"Senior Song, excluding the seniors from Jiuzhou No. 1 Group, there are seven Xuanshengs in this Immortal Eating Banquet." Yu Rouzi reminded at the side.
The seven of them are just willing to show their identities as Xuansheng. Maybe there are more Xuansheng secretly.
After all, this Immortal Food Banquet is open to all heavens and worlds.
According to the words of Youmeng Shengjun, Xuansheng who came to attend the Immortal Food Banquet were all interested in Senior Song. Then, maybe every Xuansheng will come over to discuss with Senior Song.
"It's great that I'm still transparent." Song Shuhang said softly.
Come on, no matter how many Xuansheng come, he will push the time to the moon.
In any case, it is better than dealing with the wheel battle among the Xuan Sages today.
"Huh? The taste is getting closer and closer." At this time, Sister Bailong suddenly said.
"Is it a mirage?" Song Shuhang asked.
"Yes, it seems that the mirage is indeed hidden in the immortal delicacies of the 'Eating Immortal Banquet'." Sister Bailong shrank in size and emerged from Sixteen's body, looking around the entire Food Immortal Banquet venue.
If the mirage dragons can be found, with their power, Sixteen can wake up as soon as possible.