Chapter 1,447 Wait a Minute, I Have an Idea!

Song Shuhang was confused: "What happened?"

"Don't worry, it's the sequelae of directly observing the 'Law of Materialization'. She will wake up after a while. Except that her mental energy will be a little consumed and her eyes may be blind for a while, there should be no other sequelae. Well... at most, she may lose some recent memories." Sister Bailong's gentle voice sounded in Song Shuhang's mind.

Observing the law of materialization sounds very grand.

"She will wake up after a while, how long will it take?" Song Shuhang asked.

Sister Bailong's figure turned into a dragon again: "Maybe a few hours, or maybe a few days?"

Song Shuhang: "..."

He came to A Shiliu first and smiled: "It was not easy to use the influence of the 'Mirage Dragon' at the Immortal Feast to make A Shiliu wake up early. But not long after, she fell into a coma again."

He bent down and picked up A Shiliu. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Su's A Shiliu became lighter after the dragonization.

Then, Song Shuhang moved to a guest room in the Winter Palace and put Su Shi's Sixteenth on the bed. Then he took off her shoes and socks and covered her with a quilt.

The unconscious Sixteenth instinctively turned over and rolled the quilt around her body, rolling it into a spring roll shape.

Song Shuhang raised the corner of his mouth, took out his mobile phone, and took a photo of Su Shi's Sixteenth who was rolled into a spring roll.

"It's not a good habit to take photos secretly like this." Sister Bailong smiled.

Song Shuhang: "Ahem... Sister Bailong, you stay and take care of Sixteenth. I'll go and move all the seniors of the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group' in to rest first."

"I'll help you." Sister Bailong said.

"Okay." Song Shuhang said.

He and Sister Bailong returned to the door of the Winter Palace, and he bent down and picked up Yu Rouzi again.

Yu Rouzi's weight was much normal.

On the side, Sister Bailong stretched out her body like a rope, rolling up all the members of the 'Nine Continents Group No. 1' on the ground and floating them into the air. She also took the members of Shi Loli and the Litchi Fairy Sect with her.

It looked like all the group members were tied together by a rope, like the ancient escort of prisoners.

Song Shuhang: "..."

With the help of Sister Bailong, he arranged each group member in a room in the Winter Palace. Fortunately, the Winter Palace was large enough to accommodate all the members.

"What should we do with the other guests of the Immortal Feast?" Sister Bailong asked.

"Move them to the multi-person guest room." Song Shuhang said.

He didn't have time to arrange all the guests of the Immortal Feast in one room each...

The guests of the Immortal Feast were transferred in large numbers.

Finally, it was the turn of the eight-grade Xuansheng.

Song Shuhang looked at the Winter Melon Saint, the scholar holding the fan, the Three Weeks Saint, the Blue Luan Saint, the Demon Dream Saint, and several Saints that Song Shuhang had not had time to meet.

"Should we give these people special care? They are Saint Lords after all." Sister Bailong asked.

"Wait a minute, I have an idea." Song Shuhang pinched his chin and said.

Sister Bailong: "?"

Song Shuhang remembered the appointment with several Xuansheng on October 10th, on the top of the Forbidden City.

I don't know if these Xuansheng will remember this appointment after his sense of existence is restored?

When he was in a transparent state, everyone's memory of him was very messy. Some people can still remember some, but some people can't remember.

The people in front of him are all eighth-grade Saint Lords. With their strength, they may all remember the appointment on October 10th.

If they can really remember the appointment on the 10th...

Then when the 10th comes, won't he be fought by several Saint Lords in a round-robin battle?

Just thinking about it makes my liver hurt.

Song Shuhang's heart is so tired, I really want to become a transparent person again.

Senior Sanlang said: You have to swallow the fruit of your own death.

Yu Rouzi said: Before you commit suicide, you must be aware of the consequences of your suicide.

I have to bear the battle I have promised myself, even with tears in my eyes.

…

…

At this moment,

Seeing the several Saint Lords in coma, Song Shuhang suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Remember what Sister Bailong said before?

——In addition to being blind for a period of time and suffering from a large loss of mental power, members in coma will also lose some of their recent memories?

Great.

“Before the Saint Lords wake up, I can leave some evidence on them.” Song Shuhang clapped his hands lightly and said.

“Young man, your idea is very dangerous.” Sister Bailong said.

Song Shuhang: “Ahem… Sister Bailong, I just want to take some photos as evidence.”

“What do you want to do?” Sister Bailong said.

Song Shuhang smiled and said: “Sister Bailong, you can watch it. First… Let’s start with Saint Lord Winter Melon. After all, we are old acquaintances.”

After that, Song Shuhang moved his mind and transferred himself, Saint Lord Winter Melon, and Sister Bailong to the location of ‘Sword Peak’ in the core world.

This is one of the fragments of the ancient heaven that the Confucianists gave him.

‘Sword Peak’ is not its original name, it was given by Confucianists later.

On Sword Peak, there are extremely powerful sword and knife intentions that have never dissipated for thousands of years.

That was the remnant of the sword and sword intentions after the ancient heavenly court’s peerless sword cultivator and a peerless swordsman competed with each other. The sword and knife intentions here are not aimed at outsiders, but are just entangled on the mountain, as if continuing the competition between the peerless sword cultivator and the peerless swordsman.

Song Shuhang moved Winter Melon Saint King to Sword Peak and put him in a position of lying on a rock.

Then, he snapped his fingers, and Song Shuhang two was separated and grabbed Song Shuhang's mobile phone.

"Choose a better angle." Song Shuhang said.

Song Shuhang two: "Don't worry, it's absolutely fine."

As he spoke, Song Shuhang stepped on the black lotus and ascended into the void.

After thinking for a while, the serpentine beauty behind him was summoned.

The serpentine beauty cooperated with Song Shuhang and put on a majestic expression.

Song Shuhang folded his arms and looked down with the posture of a winner. The serpentine beauty's brilliant light of merit was released, increasing Song Shuhang's momentum.

"The main body, it feels not enough. Invite Senior Chi Xiaojian to come out and activate the 'Burning Sky Flame Blade' to see." Song Shuhang two reminded.

"Not appropriate, this is the Sword and Blade Peak, where the peerless sword and sword intent collide. If I activate the 'Burning Sky Flame Blade', I might be targeted by the sword and sword intent here." Song Shuhang said.

"Then summon the monkeys and make the momentum stronger." Song Shuhang two said.

Song Shuhang: "Well, this is possible."

The next moment, twenty-one people holding Confucian scriptures appeared. One big and twenty small, arranged in the shape of a 'human', began to recite Confucian scriptures, to boost Song Shuhang's momentum.

"Very good, that's the feeling." Song Shuhang two gave a thumbs up, he found a good angle, and took several photos in a row.

"Handsome, but... I always feel that something is missing." Song Shuhang two said.

"Let me see." Song Shuhang's body landed from the air, pulled out the photo on his phone, and looked at it.

In the photo, Tyrant Song Xuansheng was mighty and extraordinary, stepping on the black lotus, and was cheered by the meritorious snake beauty and the holy ape.

And the Winter Melon Saint was lying on the rock like a salted fish.

No need to describe it in words, all people who saw this picture would have a title in their minds [Tyrant Song Xuansheng defeated Winter Melon Saint at Sword Peak].

With this photo, if Winter Melon Saint Lord remembers the '10-day appointment', Song Shuhang can tell him that the appointment between the two has ended, and there is a photo as evidence.

This is what Song Shuhang thought.

However... just as Song Shuhang two said, there is always something missing in this photo.

But what is missing, Song Shuhang can't say.

"The Winter Melon Saint Lord in the photo is too clean, without any scars, as if he is asleep. It doesn't look like he has experienced a Xuansheng-level battle." At this time, Sister Bailong's gentle voice prompted: "You can put some makeup on him, give him more scars, and mess up his hair. It's better to sprinkle some water on his face, so that he can look very exhausted..."

Song Shuhang's eyes lit up: "I see, no wonder I always feel a little weird."

Song Shuhang two's eyes also lit up: "Sister Bailong, you really have experience."

Song Shuhang himself paused slightly, turned his head and looked at Sister Bailong.

Why does Sister Bailong look so skilled? As if she has done this kind of thing many times?

Bai Long looked up at the sky.

"Okay, don't look at me like that. I've been asked to do this many times by a fool." Sister Bai Long said.

Song Shuhang immediately understood... It was Song Mu, the patient of the ancient three-wave disease.

"Forget it, I'll help you. I don't know when this Winter Melon Saint will wake up. Time is limited." Sister Bai Long said.

After that, she flew to the side of Winter Melon Saint.

Sister Bai Long's claws danced quickly, dazzling people.

Finally, she waved her claws lightly, and water drops appeared in the void and sprinkled on the face of Winter Melon Saint.

Sister Bai Long stepped back.

Winter Melon Saint still maintained the posture of lying on the rock.

At this time, his hair was messy and full of sweat, there were two just right scars on his face, and the clothes on his body looked like he had experienced a big battle.

It was really realistic.

"Come on, I will do it again." Song Shuhang two said excitedly.

Song Shuhang's body floated into the air, stepping on the black lotus, the beauty of the virtuous snake had a majestic look on her face, and 21 holy apes appeared and shouted 666 for their master.

Song Shuhang two quickly took several photos again.

This time, the effect of the photos was even more perfect.

"It's a pity that this is your core world. If we move to another place, we can also arrange the scene more realistically and create a battle scene of the 'Xuansheng War'." Sister Bailong said again.

Song Shuhang's eyes lit up: "We have other Xuanshengs. In addition to the Winter Melon Saint, there are also the Three Zhou Saints, the Demon Dream Saint, and the Blue Luan Saint. Let's move to the outside of the core world to shoot. The outside is a world of ice and snow, and it is easier to create a battle environment."

So Song Shuhang moved the Winter Melon Saint back.

Then, he, the clone, and Sister Bailong took the Three Zhou Saints and moved to the outside of the core world.