Chapter 550 "The Book of Heavenly Crying"

Song Shuhang felt particularly bitter now. He was lucky just now. The object of the secret method's 'identification' was Miss Chu Chu, and the price was only a little blood on his right hand.

But now, this secret method is still out of control, and the things he comes into contact with are uncontrollably identified... Even if he becomes a blood bank, the blood will not be enough to spray out!

It's easy to identify stones, trees, etc. If he accidentally fell to the ground, wouldn't he be asked to identify the 'big meteorite' where the Earth Bishui Pavilion is located under his feet?

A billion-year-old stone would have left him covered in bruises, and a huge meteorite of unknown age would have directly bled him to death.

While he was thinking, Song Shuhang suddenly felt a burning pain in his fingers.

There was an extra cut on Chi's finger. As the saying goes, the pain on the fingers is the most heart-piercing.

Come again?

What is it this time?

The runes in Song Shuhang's pupils flowed out, and finally fell on the 'bandage' wrapped around his hand, condensing into the shape of a clock.

When the rune flow returned, Song Shuhang got new information.

[This is a roll of ordinary medical bandages, sold in all major pharmacies. It has a hemostatic effect. Chu family disciples will carry it with them, just in case. ]

Song Shuhang: "..."

What use would I have for this kind of ‘information’!

On one side, Chu Chu frowned. She saw a new wound on Song Shuhang's finger and felt something was wrong. She remembered clearly that there was no wound on Song Shuhang's finger!

This wound just appeared out of thin air!

"Fellow Daoist Shuhang, have you been harmed by the curse spell?" Chu Chu asked. Only curse-like magic can cause such weird wounds.

"So be it." Song Shuhang sighed quietly. He finally mastered the trick of using the 'identification technique'. But, how to close this secret method of ‘identification’?

Saying that, Song Shuhang stretched out his hand tremblingly and took out the 'one-inch shrink bag'. He took out another Taohe pill for healing wounds.

The moment he took out the medicine, he was holding the medicine in his arm while lying on the gun. More than 30 hole-like wounds appeared and the blood continued to flow.

The runes in his eyes turned into the shape of a clock again.

The target this time is the ‘Dao He Dan’ in my hand.

[Daohe Dan, a healing elixir taken internally. Star 5 version. It integrates detoxification, treatment and restoration of Qi and blood. Produced by Guhu Taoist Temple, the medicinal properties are neutral and peaceful. ]

Song Shuhang: "..."

He didn't know what to say at all.

Even the items on your body need to be appraised?

This is the rhythm of identifying everything that your hands come into contact with.

It’s over!

Do I have to consider writing a suicide note first?

By the way, if I write a suicide note, do I need to identify the paper and pen first?

Thinking of this sad scene, Song Shuhang felt his eyes become moist.

Chu Chu: "Fellow Daoist Shuhang, why don't we find a way to remove the curse spell on you first!" She saw new wounds constantly appearing on Song Shuhang's body. The heroic surge of blood made it feel painful just to look at it.

Song Shuhang swallowed the fifth edition of Daohe Danxing in one gulp, and then gritted his teeth: "Miss Chu Chu, knock me out! Maybe this is the only way to make me stop selling blood!"

He didn't believe it. If he passed out, could the secret method of 'identification' be activated?

"Okay!" Chu Chu's figure flashed and teleported behind him. Then, she pointed out.

Song Shuhang took the initiative to give up all resistance.

Chu Chu's fingers pointed at the back of his neck, infuriating him.

The next moment, Song Shuhang suddenly fell to the ground. Passed out happily.

The effect of the Star 5 Taoist Pill was great, and Song Shuhang's injuries healed quickly under the influence of the medicine.

After he fainted, the 'rune flow' in his eyes finally disappeared. Dissipated.

Taking the initiative to pass out was indeed effective.

However... when Song Shuhang was unconscious, there were 88888 voices in his mind, and they began to recite things in a loop that were completely incomprehensible.

Until Song Shuhang completely masters this 'inherited Taoist technique', these 88,888 voices will not stop!

Chu Chu picked up the unconscious Song Shuhang and dragged him to a corner of the Taoist temple space.

Looking at the blood-stained Shuhang, she secretly sighed.

The dungeons of this 'Time City' were more troublesome than she imagined.

In addition to the space of the One Hundred and Eight Bronze Man Formation, there was also a strange curse-like attack.

She and Song Shuhang wanted to explore the underground city. There is a long way to go to find the exit.

Let’s take some rest in this Taoist temple space for the time being.

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Bishui Pavilion. In the Guest Hall.

Li Yinzhu opened his eyes and woke up from his deep sleep.

"It's so cold," she murmured. At this time, the whole room was filled with white cold air, making the room look like an icehouse.

These are the cold air that breaks out in her body when she is sleeping, and the cold air that comes out when she breathes.

"Where is this place?" Li Yinzhu asked secretly

Soon, she saw the golden boy standing beside the bed.

The golden girl kept holding the quilt, as if she wanted to cover her with the quilt. But at this time, the golden boy and girl were stopped and motionless.

Li Yinzhu couldn't even sense the breath of 'life' from the golden boy and beautiful girl. They seemed to be just two stone sculptures.

Li Yinzhu frowned. She jumped off the bed and came to Yunu's side. She reached out and patted Yunu's body. Her body was cold and hard.

Li Yinzhu tried to slightly increase the strength on his hands, but the bodies of the golden boy and the jade girl seemed to be connected to the earth, motionless.

[Where is this place and what happened? Where are Chu Chu and him? ]

"It's so cold." Li Yinzhu hugged the cassock tightly, ignored the golden boy and beautiful girl, stood up and left the guest hall.

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When Li Yinzhu walked out of the guest hall, he saw that the whole world had stopped.

The walking disciples of Bishui Pavilion, the birds in the sky, the spiritual beasts on the ground, the leaves, the water waves, everything is still.

"Time stops?" Li Yinzhu asked doubtfully.

She walked around the outside of Bishui Pavilion for a while. Without any exception, everything was at a standstill, and the entire Bishui Pavilion was dead silent.

Li Yinzhu began to look for traces of Chu Chu and Song Shuhang.

However, she searched most of the Bishui Pavilion and could not find any trace of the two of them.

Li Yinzhu became a little flustered. Her little hands were unconsciously grabbing at the void, trying to catch something.

"Don't panic, don't panic. I can sense that he is here." Li Yinzhu wiped his eyes and finally walked towards the tallest building in Bishui Pavilion.

That is Yunzhong Pavilion, where the master of Pavilion Chu sleeps.

Yunzhong Pavilion is surrounded by various defenses and traps. Because the glowing jellyfish had the complete trust of Pavilion Master Chu, it could come and go freely among these defenses and restrictions.

But Li Yinzhu has no such authority.

The moment she stepped outside the Yunzhong Pavilion, an alarm-type restriction was triggered.

Deep in Yunzhong Pavilion, the eyelashes of the sleeping Master Chu Pavilion moved slightly...

As Pavilion Master Chu was awakened by the alarm, the entire 'Bishui Pavilion' released its time-stopped state and began to operate slowly.

The river began to flow slowly again, and the birds in the sky flapped their wings.

The disciples in Bishui Pavilion also began to continue practicing.

Bishui Pavilion slowly regained its vitality.

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On the other side, in the area near the moon, there is a hollowed-out meteorite floating in the void.

Among the meteorites, an old man with white hair stood up and ended his meditation practice for the day.

"Aren't you here yet? What is that little friend Song doing?" The gray-haired old man reached out and took out a large-screen mobile phone, swiped the screen and clicked on the gallery.

In the gallery, there is a photo of 'Song Shuhang'.

The old man is a casual cultivator, his Taoist name is ‘Crying Old Man’, and he is a powerful fifth-grade spiritual emperor.

What he practices is the "Heavenly Crying Book", a strange and miraculous skill passed down from ancient times.

This "Heavenly Crying Book" claims to be a miraculous power that can make both the cultivator and his enemies immersed in sorrow and unable to extricate themselves.

When Old Man Crying was young, he once entered a ruins related to the 'Bishui Pavilion' and obtained the "Heavenly Crying Book".

With the help of this book, he became a powerful fifth-level spiritual emperor step by step.

Looking at the photos of 'Song Shuhang' in the gallery, for some reason, the crying old man felt sad and couldn't help but shed sad tears.

“Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo” the old man cried loudly. The more he cried, the sadder he became.

If someone who didn't know the truth saw this scene, they might think that the gray-haired old man was crying in mourning.

"Little friend Song, where are you? It's been several days. If you don't come out, how can I explain to Senior Bai?" The crying old man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and even the circles around his eyes were red from crying.

The crying old man owed Venerable Bai a huge favor more than five hundred years ago. Just like the True Lord White Crane, the Crying Old Man has been looking for opportunities to repay Lord White.

Not long ago, the crying old man learned through his own unique channel that Venerable White wanted to send a young junior into space, and planned to arrange some trials for the young junior in space.

The crying old man immediately knew that his opportunity to repay Venerable White had come!

So he seized the opportunity, took the initiative to contact Venerable White, and took over the task of setting up a 'trial' in space to welcome the young junior Song Xiaoyou.

Venerable White agreed to his request and sent the crying old man a photo of Song Shuhang and a talisman that could locate Song Shuhang.

So, the crying old man prepared a great training ground near the moon.

Everything is ready, just waiting for little friend Song Shuhang to come over and enjoy this exciting and training trial.

but.

Little friend Song Shuhang never showed up.

Later, the crying old man learned that Song Shuhang had gone to explore the ancient tomb with the 'Venerable Seventh Cultivator' a few days ago. But counting the time, Song Shuhang should be back, right?

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, That's all, I'll just go find little friend Song Shuhang myself. Although in this case, the fun of the 'Trial Ground' will be reduced a lot." The crying old man wiped away his tears and said.

He has a talisman in his hand that can lock Song Shuhang's location. Find him and bring him here. (To be continued.)