Chapter 2121 An Independent and Unlimited World
Still the old saying.
If you don't die, you won't die. Why do some people just don't understand?
Heart Demon Chixiaojian believes that even if Senior White immediately took out the Meteor Sword and stabbed the grave soil with one sword, it would not be too much to pierce the soul of Song Shuhang below!
"Don't worry." Senior Bai patted the stone tablet and said softly: "After Shuhang, you really hang up, every time I leave the customs, I will remember to sweep the grave for you. Counting the time, it's almost six ears. Jianjun's sacrificial day is over... If Shuhang you hang up these few days, next time I can sweep the tomb for you and Liuer Jianjun. When the time comes, you will be in the grave, I will be outside the grave, and I will cut the tomb for you Grass."
Six-Eared Swordsman is a good friend that Senior White knew before his last retreat, and several fellow Taoists in the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group' also think of him.
The strength is the realm of the sixth-grade true monarch.
Thirty years ago, when he attacked the realm of the seventh-rank Venerable, he was haunted by demons, turned into ashes in the fire, and died.
This time, when Senior White left the customs, after hearing the news of the Six-Eared Sword Lord's failure to transcend the tribulation from Huangshan, he left a deep sigh.
"If you want to hang up, hurry up and take advantage of these few days to choose a good day." Senior White squatted down again and patted the graveyard lightly.
Song Shuhang, who was under the tombstone, hurriedly shouted: "No, Senior White, please stop talking!"
Senior White's golden mouth opened, what if it came true?
This month is already the 27th, and his small goal now is to live safely until the end of the month.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, you don't need to worry about the festival." Heart Demon Chi Xiaojian smiled and said, "I have a hunch in my heart that next time you leave the customs, you can go to Song Shuhang's grave no matter what day. There are 365 days in a year. , every day is Song Shuhang's sacrificial day."
"Senior Chixiaojian, don't talk nonsense! I have at most twelve months, and there will be a festival every month. It's too much to be my festival 365 days a year!" Song Shuhang retorted angrily.
Heart Demon Scarlet Firmament Sword: "..."
As a heart-piercing demon, for some reason, it felt pity for Song Shuhang at this time.
365 days, every day is a sacrificial day, because it feels like a joke when I hear it, so it doesn't have much impact.
But what Shuhang himself said, 'Twelve months, there will be a sacrificial day every month', is close to the truth.
The truth is often more poignant than the joke.
Stele: "..."
What did Song Xiaoyou experience before he knew it?
What kind of past and experience can make a person admit the sad possibility of "there will be a festival every month"?
"If you say that, I can't even start." Senior Bai couldn't help laughing and laughing. He patted the gravel sand and said, "I haven't come out yet? Do you really want to stay inside for the New Year?"
"Come out soon." Song Shuhang smiled.
This time, his primordial spirit first lifted the sand, and then drilled out of it—every time I drilled out of the grave, I had to change the pattern.
The boring life is to change a lot from the details, it will be more interesting.
After the primordial spirit came out,
Song Shuhang first grabbed Senior Chi Xiaojian and hung it behind his waist. He stretched out his arms to pick up fellow Taoist stone tablet and pulled it out of the ground.
"Pfft, scan the code to scan the tomb, keep pace with the times, meow!" Senior Chi Xiaojian couldn't help laughing when he saw the line at the bottom of the stone tablet.
After the stone tablet shook slightly, it quickly shrank.
In the blink of an eye, it shrunk to the size of a slap, landed next to Senior White, and abandoned Song Xiaoyou.
"Huh?" Senior Bai reached out to catch the stele's artifact.
"This is the stone tablet Daoist friend, and it was the work of Tiandaobai's predecessors." Song Shuhang explained aloud.
The stone tablet fellow added: "My name is now the tombstone of Tyrant Song."
"Pfft~ Good name." Heart Demon Chi Xiaojian couldn't help laughing out loud.
Song Shuhang: "..."
"So it is." Senior Bai nodded slightly. It turned out to be Tian Daobai's work. No wonder he felt a sense of intimacy when he touched the stone tablet.
"This is the white predecessor of my life, and there is still a difference between the white predecessors and Tiandaobai." Song Shuhang introduced the white predecessors to the stone tablet, so that the stone tablet would not confuse the white predecessors with Tiandaobai.
The stone tablet vibrated slightly, as if it was 'looking at' Senior White.
Sure enough, it is still different from the 'master' in its memory, and it is also very different from Jiuyou black and white.
"Speaking of Senior Bai, where is this place?" Song Shuhang asked aloud - he had a guess in his heart, this is probably the place where the secret left by 'Tian Dao Bai' was suppressed by the stone tablet. It might even be the hometown of Senior White.
"This may be my hometown." Senior White replied.
However, Senior White himself is not sure.
Apart from this familiar endless desert, he could not find anyone or anything.
"Fellow Stone Stele, do you have any information to provide about this world?" Song Shuhang looked at the stone tablet in Senior White's hands again.
The original Tiandaobai, let the stone tablet continue to guard this place and suppress the world. Therefore, it should have some understanding of this world.
"It looks like my mission will be completed today." The stone tablet said with emotion.
This world suppressed by it has been in a state of 'closed' before - even without its suppression, no one can enter this world.
Today, it is actively turned on.
In other words, the task that Tian Daobai gave it to it is coming to an end.
"My lord once mentioned to me that this world is an 'independent and self-converting' world. The real self-conversion, whether in terms of space or time, is not restricted or affected." The stone tablet said slowly: " It's not of this world, to be precise."
Song Shuhang's eyes lit up.
He remembered the intelligence information he got after he used the 'secret identification method' to identify Senior White.
[For this world, Bai is a very special existence. He is unique, the roots of his existence are different. Try to find Bai's hometown to get more information. 】
The clues are right.
Here is the hometown of Senior White.
That being the case... is it time to get more information?
Song Shuhang's Primordial Spirit squatted down and slapped his right palm on the desert, full of momentum: "Eat me a trick to identify the secret method!"
Identify arcane activation.
Song Shuhang's primordial spirit began to tremble, and the price of the severe pain directly affected his primordial spirit.
Long-lost pain.
The price paid when using the 'secret appraisal method' recently was only a few small wounds, and he didn't even have the qualification to make Song Shuhang feel the 'pain'.
The price this time directly put Song Shuhang into the vibration mode of the phone.
As his body continued to vibrate, half of his primordial spirit slowly sank into the sand.
Stele: "..."
Whether it's "Knife Raising Technique", "Sacred Armament Treasure Mirror" or "Secret Appraisal Technique" currently used by Song Shuhang, no one feels normal, but at first glance, it feels like a kind of sorcery.
The results of the appraisal quickly appeared in Song Shuhang's mind.
[Sand 5 billion years ago, each grain of sand contains the taste of the years and the ancient atmosphere. If you observe carefully, you will find that they contain indescribable charm. 】
Knock you!
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I want three shifts today! Yesterday, with the concerted efforts of our fellow Daoists, our monthly pass father was also tied up by us... But Ni Qi suddenly found out that yesterday we had forgotten about our monthly pass mother. In this case, how can the family stay organized? Fellow Daoists, come with me, and we will win the monthly pass for mom!