Chapter 170

"Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate At the same time, its body size increases like a balloon. From the beginning, the size of table tennis quickly rises to more than half a person.

A close look at his appearance shows that there are traces of the "jar master" who died in the hands of song Shuhang. However, there are only five similarities between them.

This is obviously the resentment formed by the curse of song Shuhang by the altar master before his death. It's just that song Shuhang smashed the resentment spirit by himself once, and was swallowed by Jingba Doudou several times. But the curse has not disappeared?

This time, Jingba Doudou is not around Song Shuhang. Song Shuhang, however, was unable to keep his mental skills "vigilant" because of his excessive mental energy consumption.

The cursed ghost slowly formed. It grinned grimly, stretched out its sharp ghost claws and clawed it hard at Song Shuhang's throat. This claw, Song Shu Hang's throat will definitely leave five blood holes.

Just when the sharp claw is about to pierce song Shuhang, a group of pure white spirit body emerges from Song Shuhang's mind, which is the Jindun spirit ghost contracted with song Shuhang.

The white ghost was only as big as a fist, while the Black Ghost was half the size of a man.

However, spirits and ghosts are not afraid at all. See it fiercely open mouth, to blame ghost mercilessly suck.

A strange scene happened. The spirit ghost was like a long whale sucking water, and its mouth was like the purple and gold gourd that could bring people into it. It directly swallowed the black ghost!

"Burp ~" spirit ghost satisfied with a burp, even the body size has increased some. Then, it yawned and retreated back to song Shuhang's mind.

Song Shuhang in his sleep smashed his mouth and felt that he had made a very good dream He turned over and continued his beautiful sleep.

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It was a beautiful dream.

This time, in his dream, song Shuhang became an ancient man again.

He had an innocent childhood with loving parents. However, when he was six years old, he had a strange disease, and the stone didn't work. His father took him everywhere to seek medical treatment, but his strange disease never recovered.

Finally, his parents sent him to a shabby Taoist temple dozens of miles away from home, and was taken in by a Taoist priest with a red fire robe.

However, the Taoist priest in the fire red Taoist robe is not an ordinary person, but a man in a fairyland. In his dream, song Shuhang began to live with him. He drank some bitter medicine every day, and followed the Taoist priest to fight several strange boxing techniques every day.

After two years of recovery, the strength of his illness does not belong to him.

Then, two years and three months later, the Taoist priest in the red Taoist robe came to a huge tree towering into the clouds with his dream song Shuhang.

"My name is chixiaozi. You and I are destined to have a fate. Watch it The red robed Taoist priest chuckled. Then he stood under the giant tree, broke a branch and began to perform in situ.

What skills and pithy formulas are taught in the mouth.

It should be a unique sword technique, but song Shuhang can't understand it.

Because as the Taoist priest uses his sword technique, his figure becomes more and more blurred, and he often skips a section And the formula or skill taught is told in another language. To song Shuhang, it's just like saying the same thing to each other.

But the dream "he" seems to see very clearly, listen to infatuated.

After the demonstration of the fiery red Taoist robe, the Taoist priest chuckled and said, "how much did you write down?"

"90 percent." "He" in the dream replied honestly.

"Yes, 90% is enough for you to gather a golden elixir and set foot on the road. In the future, it depends on your own efforts. " Taoist priest chixiaozi smiles and caresses his head in his dream.

"He" in the dream smiles shyly and feels vaguely that the Taoist priest seems to say goodbye to him?

Chixiaozi caresses his head and squats in front of him to say something to him.

Suddenly, the Taoist priest looked at the "he" in his dream.

Song Shuhang can feel that Taoist priest chixiaozi's eyes are as deep as the universe. It seems that through the "he" in his dream, he directly crosses countless time and space and years, and stares at Song Shuhang himself behind the "he" in his dream!

Song Shuhang felt cold, just like his whole person had been seen through!

"I see. Interesting! Interesting! " Taoist chixiaozi laughed.

Then, the Taoist priest stood up again and picked up the branch.

Then, the chixiaozi Taoist priest changed his language and began to tell a story again.

This time, the "he" in the dream can't understand at all, because this is not his familiar language, he has never heard it.

But Song Shuhang understood!

"Chixiaozi, a poor Taoist priest, came to Taoism with a set of" flame knives "that can be seen everywhere in the world of friars, which is the foundation of my cultivation of truth. Now, I will teach you this "flame knife" that belongs to me. Although it's just a set of common Sabre techniques that can be seen everywhere, I hope you don't be too mean and mean. "Song Shuhang has an illusion: at this time, the red Taoist priest chixiaozi is not talking to the "he" in his dream, but is directly talking to him through the "he" in the dream!

"Time is limited, I will show you once." The Taoist priest chixiaozi continued to wave the branch in his hand. With the branch as the knife, he turned his wrist and waved a knife.

In a flash, song Shuhang felt that the world was burning.

There seems to be an endless flame on the branch in the Taoist priest's hand, and the flame will never be extinguished!

In the world, all kinds of flames are burning down in the world! Even the "sky" above is red with fire clouds.

There is no pithy formula of knife technique and no skill of sword technique. Some of them are just the meaning of the sword! This knife is a set of knife techniques!

When song Shuhang faced this knife, he felt his whole body was burning hot, his mouth was dry and his blood was going to dry out!

But there are many insights.

Although the Taoist priest chixiaozi could not see song Shuhang, he seemed to know that song Shuhang had understood a lot. He laughed and threw his hand, and the branches in his hands turned to ashes.

What's more, the towering tree behind him turned into ashes and disappeared.

"He" in the dream was stunned.

The Taoist priest of the flaming red Taoist robe whistled softly and stepped steadily into the sky. Without any external force, he crossed the sky in vain and climbed up to the top, and finally disappeared.

In the dream, "he" knelt down respectfully and kowtowed three heads honestly.

And then The picture in my dream has changed for many years.

The dream "he" has grown up. At this time, he is carrying a blue dagger and wearing a Taoist robe of the same style as Taoist priest chixiaozi. However, he changes the color to cyan.

Green Taoist robe monk, loose repair, Li tiansu!

So far, song Shuhang opened his eyes Day, it's light.

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It's six o'clock in the morning. July 2, Tuesday, sunny.

Song Shuhang sat up from the bed.

"Is it a dream?" As he spoke, he found himself wet and sweating!

"It's not a dream So, is it Li tiansu's "memory" Because there was a similar memory, song Shuhang immediately realized.

The "Li tiansu" should be the one who broke two pieces of equipment when the flying corpse came to contract the spirit ghost?

When Mr. Bai asked about the name of sanxiu, song Shuhang heard the answer: "San Xiu, Li tiansu.".

However, why did the memory of Li tiansu, a Buddhist monk, appear in his mind?

Is it a ghost? It seems that the spirit ghost absorbed some of the energy of Li Tian's plasticizing Tao, and then when the spirit ghost was synchronized with him, he would "see" this memory?

At the same time, song Shuhang bowed his head and saw the ring on his finger -- bronze ring.

One or two days later, Li Hua left one of the articles.

"Isn't this ring because of ghosts, but because it has the missing of the former owner? That's why I had that dream? " Song Shuhang said again.

When I think of that dream, the most profound memory of song Shuhang is the flame knife taught by "chixiaozi".

Chixiaozi said that it was just the "flame knife technique" that can be seen everywhere in the friars' world.

However, when chixiaozi cuts out a flame knife, the feeling that the eternal fire that burns everything and even the sky will be burned is really just a common "flame Sabre technique"?

This is a knife burning the sky!

Suddenly, song Shuhang was ready to move. Chixiaozi has taught this "flame knife". Do you want to try it and see if it is a "dream"? Or Li tiansu's "memory"?

Song shuhangfei ran to the safe, opened it and took out the magic sword from the overlord of yuedao sect.

The name of the sabre is Bashi. It is three feet and three feet long. It is extremely hard. It has experienced the burning of the disaster of heaven. It seems that it has some magical changes.

Holding a knife, song Shuhang ran to the top of the fifth floor.

Because of the lesson of "three star fire fan", he didn't dare to mess around in his room.

"Try it. No one will see it. Think of yourself as daydreaming. " Song Shuhang took a deep breath and recalled the appearance of chixiaozi when he used "flame knife".

He also rotated the blade, and the Qi and blood in the heart and eye orifices were boiling and gushing, and then he cut out

Majestic, cool posture!

However, no flames came out.

Don't say it's a flame, not even a spark.

"Ha ha." Song Shuhang laughed.

Oneself Did you wake up from a dream?

Or does he need to practice hard to master the "flame knife"?

"Anyway, I'm free every day. I'd better take some time out every day and practice this flame blade occasionally." Song Shuhang decided in his heart.If you can cut out the flame like Taoist priest chixiaozi, it's really harmful.

"I don't want to think much about it. Practice first. I have to go to class seriously these days Song Shuhang moved his muscles and bones.

Then, he put the sword "Ba Sui" aside and began to practice the "Diamond basic fist technique". Then he guided Qi and blood into the third orifices "nose orifices" with the "true self meditation Sutra".

Third, it is more difficult to open the nose than to open the eye. If there is no external help, it will take at least two years.

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