The First Thousand Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Chapters

【I didn't ask anything! You gave me a chance to speak! 】 Song Shuhang felt that his emotions became violent for some reason.

Also, don't you know how to read minds? At this time, read your mind well, and then answer badly?

This golden lacquer master has a irritating aura.

As long as you communicate with him a few words, the whole person's emotions will rise like a rocket, and even the powerful Dao Heart can't be suppressed.

Song Shuhang tried his best to adjust his emotions - to communicate with this kind of person, you must not be distracted by the other party, and you must have the initiative to speak.

In this regard, Song Shuhang is quite experienced.

[Master, how do I get out of here? 】He asked straight to the point.

You can't be euphemistic. If you communicate with this golden master, you don't know where the topic is going to be when you talk about it, so you must go straight to the topic.

"Are you going out? Tell me earlier." The golden master laughed: "I'll send you out!"

Song Shuhang: "..."

I wanted to say it earlier, but you didn't give me a chance.

After the golden master laughed, he got up and ran quickly to the urn of the Confucian saint, stretched out his hand and pressed the lid, ready to open the urn... Then, he was dragged away by the urn of the Confucian saint.

"The urn of the sage is really difficult to open." The golden master was not embarrassed. When he was dragged by the box, he was chatting with Song Shuhang.

【where is this place? 】Song Shuhang finally couldn't help but ask curiously.

"A world that does not exist in the 'world of the world' and the 'nine secluded'. You can think of it as a stepping stone for the 'enthronement' of the heavens of all dynasties." The golden master replied readily.

He had absolutely no intention of hiding secrets from Song Shuhang.

The stepping stone of heaven's ascension?

It turned out to be the case, that is to say, when the heavens of the past dynasties inherited the destiny, there was a link or ceremony in them.

Then the previous Big Eyeballs, Gongde Network and White Horse were all imprinted phantoms, as he guessed.

"You guessed right, it's basically the same as what you thought." Golden Master replied.

Song Shuhang heard the words and thought again.

Judging from the imprint, what the Heavenly Dao people left behind were all symbolic images, not their real bodies.

However, what Bai's corresponding Heavenly Dao left behind turned out to be a white horse?

"That white horse is not a phantom, it's a showman." The golden master smiled and replied, "I used to think that the white horse was a phantom mark, until one day, I saw it sneaking away into the world, and I didn't know about it. The essence of drama."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Secretly running into the world is also related to the way of heaven that Senior White is right.

That's right, it's the white horse of the 'Space Spirit' who is in charge of the weird enclosed space in this world, right?

Just as he was talking, the white horse stepped on its hooves leisurely.

No wonder, when I was flying on the urn of the saint, I encountered a white horse many times, which was several times more than the number of times I encountered the big eyeball and the merit network.

Originally, Song Shuhang thought that the trajectory of the white horse and that of the saint's urn overlapped a lot... Now it seems that the white horse deliberately circled back after running a circle, passing by the saint's urn over and over again.

After the white horse appeared this time, it knew that Song Shuhang's urn and the golden master were together, and he knew that he should be exposed.

The white horse snorted.

Then it stood up, its two front hooves laboriously posing as a white crane with bright wings, and its two rear hooves twisted into a golden rooster independent pose.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Seeing this signature move, he can officially confirm the identity of the white horse.

"Since the white horse is not an illusory phantom, where is the illusory figure that represents Bai Tiandao?" Song Shuhang was curious.

According to the introduction of the golden master, this 'stepping stone' space where the heavenly people ascend to the throne will leave the imprint of the heavenly way, right?

"This space is very large." The golden master replied: "The area where the saint's urn runs,

Just a small part of this space. "

In other words, the imprints of other heavens are running in other areas.

【I see. 】 Song Shuhang looked at this space thoughtfully.

Then, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

This space does not belong to the world, the heavens and the world, and it does not belong to the nine secluded places, so...the laws of this world cannot reach here?

[Then if I advance here, will there be a catastrophe? 】 Song Shuhang began to calculate in his consciousness.

When cultivators are promoted, they all need to endure catastrophe.

After the catastrophe, the promotion will be smooth.

But what would happen if you were promoted in a 'no catastrophe' space?

If there is no catastrophe, is the promotion directly successful?

Or, because there is no catastrophe test, unable to obtain certification, stuck in a bottleneck state?

"I have an immature suggestion for your bold idea." The golden master showed a merciful smile: "You can find an experiment first to try it out and see the effect."

[But...it's useless to think about it. ] Song Shuhang said: [This time, I relied on the saint's urn to send my consciousness in. The flesh is still outside. Next time, I definitely won't be able to get in. So, think no more. 】

"That's right." The golden master said, and then he forced his hands: "Open!"

The saint's urn was opened.

Song Shuhang's consciousness was now stuck on the 'immortal bone'.

In the eyes of the golden master, Song Shuhang's 'conscious body' is like a mass of slime, wrapped with immortal bones.

"Donor, you are so hungry and thirsty that you won't let go of your bones." The golden master clasped his hands together with a sense of sadness in his tone.

Song Shuhang: "..."

You, a man who even wants to cut off his little brother, has no right to speak of me.

"Everything has action, like a dream bubble, like dew, like electricity. It should be viewed like this! Hey!" The golden master stretched out his hand and pulled Song Shuhang's conscious body hard, pulling it out of the urn.

Song Shuhang's conscious body was pulled into a noodle shape.

"It's like a dream bubble, like dew, like electricity! Recite this sentence a hundred times in my heart!" The master shouted.

Too cranky.

With a bang, Song Shuhang's consciousness was forcibly pulled down.

However, the connection is broken.

After the conscious body was pulled down, there were still strands of silk threads attached to the Immortal Bone.

But at this time, the irascible golden master has already started to draw runes.

The runes brightened one by one.

This is a rune very similar to the 'Confucianism' of the Confucian saints and the 'Emperor' of the Emperor of Heaven.

Words represent Tao, character and power.

The next moment, Song Shuhang's conscious body was sent away from the stepping-stone space of 'Heaven's Enthronement'.

His consciousness returned to the present world.

But the strands of silk threads turned into the roots of the 'Lotus Projection', which were firmly attached to the Immortal Bone.

One of the characteristics of lotus roots: regardless of distance, as long as it sticks to the target and is not cut off, it can be infinitely long and can even span space.