Chapter 1503: The Voice of the Saint, a Singing Song in Ancient Times

This should be the 'blood of the ancient witch' that Senior Chi Xiaozi mentioned, right?

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand, and the new seed fell into his palm.

However, like the previous 'Ancient Heaven Canteen', it cannot be used normally and directly because it is wrapped in seeds.

Should we find a place to plant it and wait for it to grow?

Song Shuhang took it into his core world, and his eyes fell on the sixth-grade heavenly being again.

The sixth-grade celestial beings still maintain their stone sculpture status.

However, as the effect of 'Pregnancy Gaze + Embryo Gaze' dissipates, the stone sculpture is also dispelled.

Song Shuhang put his hand on it and directly transferred it to the small dark room of the 'Winter Palace' in the core world. In addition, the conjurer who was knocked unconscious by Chu Chu was also transferred to the Palace of Winter by Song Shuhang.

In the Palace of Winter, not even the seventh-grade venerables could escape. Song Shuhang was relieved to keep them here.

After dealing with the two prisoners, his eyes fell on the blond girl again. The Chinese name she gave herself was ‘Ling Xiao’, right?

By the way, does she really know the meaning of this name? It’s not like many foreign friends do. When they see a few long and handsome Chinese characters, they use them as their Chinese names or tattoo them on their bodies...for example, "鶏".

The blonde girl was still unconscious, and her body was shrouded in the light of the 'Resurrection Gold Coin'.

"Is it ten months? Or ten years? Or, because of bad luck, the gold coin has stood up?" Song Shuhang thought in his mind.

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He transfers his consciousness away from the core world.

"Fairy of Promise and Waiting, please change my eyes back." Song Shuhang said.

The eyes of Confucian saints are very eye-catching, but if you put them in your eye sockets, you will feel pressure. I always feel like if I look at others one more time, they will become pregnant.

The meritorious lady came back to him and put her hand on Song Shuhang's left eye socket, preparing to remove the 'Eye of the Confucian Sage' from Song Shuhang's eye.

But suddenly, Song Shuhang stretched out his hand again and stopped the meritorious snake beauty from taking out the eyes.

"???" The meritorious snake beauty looked at Song Shuhang with a puzzled face.

"Go back first, I feel an inspiration coming from my heart." Song Shuhang covered his left eye: "The inspiration for the composition of the golden elixir... This time the inspiration is related to the theme of Confucian saints."

Song Shuhang has now created two 'Golden Pill Performance Pictures' that are close to completion.

It is still a holy city that will never fade away.

The holy sword that brings the end to the world.

The former is from the perspective of ‘this world’, and the theme is defense. Inscribed in the second golden elixir.

The latter is from the perspective of ‘Jiuyou’, and the theme is offense. Described in Chen Qi's colorful demon pill.

Both of the two ‘Golden Pill Performance Pictures’ can be said to be majestic and majestic, and can be said to be the best among the Golden Pill Performance Pictures.

But to be honest, these two painting styles are not what Song Shuhang wants most in his heart.

Deep down in his heart, Song Shuhang still didn't give up completely. He still dreamed of the elegant swordsman in white and the elegance of the Confucian disciples.

I will never give up until I reach the Yellow River.

And now, the opportunity has come.

The new inspiration that keeps emerging in his heart is an inspiration related to Confucianism and has something to do with the "Confucian saints".

This time, maybe I can draw a great ‘golden elixir performance picture’.

"Let's go back quickly. I may need to take a break, meditate, and adjust my state." Song Shuhang said.

The inspiration and epiphany of Jindan Yantu are the same and cannot be missed.

Song Shuhang took back the clone.

And the meritorious snake beauty stretched out her hand to grab the senior Chixiao Sword and swallowed it in one gulp.

Senior Chixiao Sword: "..."

Later, the meritorious snake beauty possessed Song Shuhang and blessed his condition.

Song Shuhang returned to the restaurant as quickly as possible.

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There were no new customers in the restaurant, and the two invisible men responsible for making desserts squatted in the kitchen in a daze...their memories were erased by the puppet fairy.

Now they are confused, wondering why they are working as pastry chefs in this restaurant.

The restaurant has been repaired and cleaned by the Puppet Fairy.

After seeing Song Shuhang return, the Puppet Fairy asked: "Is the matter resolved?"

Song Shuhang nodded: "Solved, I need to retreat for a while."

"Are you going to be promoted?" The puppet fairy looked at Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang sent a message: "I want to perform a golden elixir diagram."

"Okay, then lend me Chu Chu, and I will keep it and continue to open the restaurant, waiting for you to come out." The puppet fairy nodded.

Song Shuhang smiled and said through the message: "Chu Chu is still summarizing his combat experience. Let's do this. I will temporarily give you the right to enter and exit the core world at will. If necessary, you can enter the core world and find Chu Chu."

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After the explanation was completed, Song Shuhang entered the core world.

The "True Self Meditation Method" was running, and he took the initiative to enter a meditative state.

After a moment, his consciousness shifted to the third dantian, next to the diamond ball of merit.

Once alive, twice familiar.

This is the third time that Song Shuhang has performed the 'Golden elixir diagram'. If you include the memory of the 'Emperor of Heaven' in his dream, then this is the fourth time that he has performed the 'Golden elixir diagram'.

What is ripe cannot be overripe.

The diamond ball of merit also grew in size in Song Shuhang's consciousness, making it easier for him to compose the golden elixir.

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and touched the merit drill ball.

The diamond ball did not have dragon patterns, but its brilliant light of merit gathered in Song Shuhang's hands and turned into the pigment of the 'golden elixir composition'.

"So this time, I'm going to paint a theme related to 'Confucianism.'" Song Shuhang said softly.

Before painting a scene related to 'Confucianism', he must first conceive of events and scenes related to 'Confucianism' in his mind.

For example, when he went to the Baiyun Academy of the True Lord Henghuo last time, he saw the Confucian holy land Wanshu Mountain and the Holy Silence Pond, as well as the magnificent Baiyun City.

Song Shuhang was immersed in the memories of Confucianism.

Then, what appeared in his memory was Baiyun City's 'limited flying of flying swords' - today the flying swords with the word 'zhi' are limited, tomorrow the flying swords with the word 'guo' are limited, and the day after tomorrow the flying swords with the word 'qi' are limited.

But don't be afraid of limited flying, there is also an advanced 'swoosh flying sword' service in Baiyun City - the old driver will take you to travel in the sky for free.

Wanshu Mountain has legs and can do handstands - and its two arms are too thin, so they break when it does handstands.

The Holy Silence Pond hides the greatest secret of the universe. You can see moments of the life of a Confucian saint there. The saint was awesome when he was born, awesome when he was young, awesome when he was young, awesome when he started practicing, awesome when he reached a higher level. In those years, no one in the universe could be more awesome than a Confucian saint. In short, saint = awesome.

The Confucian Golden Lotus World is great. Song Shuhang couldn't remember how many times he died that day, and he still had a psychological trauma when he thought about it.

Song Shuhang rubbed his temples.

Damn, why are all the memories related to "Confucianism" so weird in my memory?

Is it because I opened my memory in the wrong way?

Think about something else. What other memories do I have related to Confucianism?

The answer is of course yes.

His spirit ghost was taken away by the Confucian robber immortal "Liuli Scholar", and disappeared... I'm upset.

He practiced the Confucian magic skill "Confucian Vajra Body". Why does Confucianism have such an unpainted skill like Vajra Body... I'm upset.

Each of the monkeys in his batch of "Saint Ape Dragon Power Divine Art" has a Confucian scripture. Every time they fight with people, they will open the Confucian scripture and read it loudly for their master... It's frustrating.

He also ate the lotus seeds of the Confucian Gentleman Golden Lotus and obtained a supernatural power "Tongue Blooming Lotus". Every time he uses it, he can turn into a particularly delicious lotus. When combined with the Daoyi Tongxuan Grass, it can also turn into delicious lotus seeds... It's frustrating.

He also has the eyes of the Confucian saint on him. It's so awesome. When he wears it, few people in the heavens and the world dare to look up and look directly into Song Shuhang's eyes... It's frustrating.

Flip the table.

Why is it like this?

Where is the Confucian elegant gentleman painting style?

Why did the Confucian treasure become a heart-wrenching painting style after it appeared on him?

No, these things can't appear in the "Golden Pill Composition".

I want to draw something more lofty.

Be calm.

Dig out the most real and beautiful memories of "Confucianism" in my heart.

Come out, the picture of the elegant scholar and gentleman I want.

In an instant, the inspiration of the 'golden elixir composition' in Song Shuhang's heart exploded. He opened his eyes and his fingers danced quickly on the 'merit diamond ball'.

The saint preaches, holds the middle, and the beauty lies in the precision and unity.

This is the decision.

The saint preaches, and all living beings hear the truth.

The theme has been decided, and the golden elixir composition jumps on the paper.

As Song Shuhang's fingers move.

Mountains, bamboo forests, and lotus ponds.

A saint with a blurred face sits under a tree, holding a scroll, his eyes slightly sinking, and making a gesture.

Very good, exactly the same picture I want.

Song Shuhang's heart is very stable.

Then, below the saint, one after another 'listeners' were portrayed.

There are humans, monsters, sea creatures, spirits, and even illusory beings similar to spirits and ghosts.

Not only on the ground, but also in the clouds in the sky, there are figures hiding one after another, listening attentively to the words of the saint.

Even in the void, some creatures with evil auras are quietly hiding, listening to the words of the saint.

The saint's words, anyone in the heavens and the world can come to listen, regardless of race, life or death, regardless of identity.

Anyone with ears, anyone who is willing, can come to listen.

The theme of this 'Golden Pill Composition' has become clear - it is to teach.

Its name has also emerged in Song Shuhang's mind.

[The Voice of the Saint that was once sung in ancient times]

The voice of the saint has now become a dead song.

"This Golden Pill Composition will become my most impressive one." Song Shuhang was sure of this in his heart.

His fingers were still sketching.

One after another, figures appeared in the crowd of 'listeners'.

As long as he continued like this, he could completely draw a huge lineup of listeners and fill the entire 'Merit Diamond Ball'.

Time flies...

"It's done!" Song Shuhang shouted softly.

Finally, he reached out and touched the eyes of the 'saint'.

This was the final step to add the finishing touch.