Chapter 2121: Independent and unrestricted world (1st)
Still the old saying.
If you don't die, you won't die. Why do some people just don't understand?
The heart of the red scorpion sword believes that this time even the white predecessors immediately took out the meteor sword, a sword tied to the grave, the following Song Shuhang yuan gods can not be a hole!
"Do not worry." The whites took a stone tablet and said softly: "When you book the book, you really hang up. Every time I go out, I will remember to sweep you a tomb. Calculating the time, it is almost six ears. The sacrifice of Jianjun... If the book is hanging in the past few days, next time I can sweep the grave for you and Liulingjian. At that time, you are in the grave, I am outside the grave, I am cutting the grave for you. grass."
Six-Eyed Sword Jun is a good friend who was known to the white predecessors before the last retreat. There are also several friends in the ‘Jiuzhou No.1 Group’ who think of him.
Strength is the realm of six products.
Thirty years ago, when he hit the realm of the seven-pronged man, his heart was riddled with evil spirits, and he was turned into ashes in the fire.
This time, the white predecessors went out and heard the news of the failure of the six-eared swordsmanship from Huangshan, leaving a deep sigh.
"If you want to hang up, just hurry up and pick a good day in these days." The white predecessors knelt down and patted the grave.
Song Shuhang under the tombstone hurriedly shouted: "Don't, the white predecessor, don't say anything anymore!"
When the predecessor of the white predecessor opened, what should I do if I realized it?
This month is already on the 27th. His current goal is to live peacefully until the end of the month.
"In fact, you don't have to worry about the issue of the sacrifice of the day." The devil, Akasaka, smiled and said: "I have a hunch in my heart. The next time you go out, you can go to the grave of Song Shuhang any day. There are 365 days a year. Every day is the anniversary of Song Shuhang."
"Red 霄 sword predecessors, do not swear! I am up to twelve months, there will be a festival every month, 365 days a year is my sacrifice day is too much!" Song Shuhang anger and rebuttal.
Heart Devil Akasaka: "..."
As a heart-wrenching demon, I don’t know why, but at this time it was a little pity for Song Shuhang.
365 days, every day is a festival, because it feels like a joke at a time, so there is not much impact.
However, Book Air’s own ‘12 months, there will be a festival every month’, but it is close to the truth.
Reality is often more heart-wrenching than jokes.
Stone monument: "..."
What did Song Xiaoyou experience before he knew it?
What kind of past and experience is it that makes a person admit that he has a sad possibility of ‘every month?’
"When you say this, I can't get it." The white predecessors couldn't help but laugh and patted the grave sand: "Not yet? Do you really want to stay in the New Year?"
"Get out soon." Song Shuhang smiled.
This time, his gods first opened the sand and then drilled out of it - every time I got out of the grave, I had to change the pattern.
A boring life is to change more from the details, it will be more interesting.
After the Yuanshen drilled out, Song Shuhang first grabbed the Akasaka sword predecessor and hung it behind his waist. He reached out and picked up the stone monument and pulled it out of the ground.
"Hey, sweep the code to sweep the grave, keep up with the times, oh!" The red scorpion sword senior saw the line at the bottom of the stone tablet, could not help but laugh out loud.
After the stone staggered, it quickly shrank.
In a blink of an eye, it narrowed to the palm of the hand, falling to the side of the white predecessor, and abandoned Song Xiaoyou.
"Well?" The white predecessors reached out to catch the stone spirit.
"This is a stone monument friend, it was the work of Tiandao Bai's predecessors." Song Shuhang explained.
The stone monument friend added: "I am now called the tombstone of Ba Song."
"Hey good name." The demon red 霄 sword can not help but laugh out loud.
Song Shuhang: "..."
"It turns out that." The white predecessors nodded slightly. It turned out to be a work of Heavenly White. It is no wonder that when he touched the stone tablet, he felt a kind of intimacy.
"This is my white predecessor, and there is still a difference between Tiandaobai and the predecessors." Song Shuhang introduced the white predecessor to Shibei, lest the stone monument confuse the white predecessor with Tiandaobai.
The stone monument vibrates slightly and seems to be ‘thinking’ with white predecessors.
Sure enough, it is different from the ‘master’ in its memory, and the difference between black and white is also obvious.
"Talk about the white predecessors, where is this place?" Song Shuhang asked in a voice - he had a guess in his heart, this is probably the secret left by ‘天道白’, the place where the stone monument was suppressed. It is even more likely to be the hometown of the white predecessors.
"Here, it may be my hometown." The whites replied.
However, the white predecessors themselves are not sure.
In addition to this familiar desert, he could not find anyone or anything.
"Stone monument, about the world, do you have intelligence to provide?" Song Shuhang looked at the stone tablets in the hands of the white predecessors.
At the beginning of the day, let the stone continue to guard the place and suppress the world. Therefore, it should be understood for this world.
"It looks like my task is going to be completed today." Stone monument sighed.
The world that was suppressed by it has always been in a 'closed' state - even without its suppression, no one in the world can enter.
Today, it is actively open.
In other words, the task of giving it to heaven is over.
"My Lord once mentioned to me that this world is a world of 'independence and self-curvation'. The real self-revolution, no matter from space or time, it is unrestricted and influenced." The stone monument slowly said: To be precise, it does not belong to this world."
Song Shuhang’s eyes lit up.
He remembered the intelligence information he had obtained when he used the ‘identification secret law’ to identify the white predecessors.
[For this world, white is a very special existence. He is unique and his roots are different. Try to find the hometown of White to get more information. 】
The clue is right.
Here, eighty-nine is the hometown of the white predecessors.
That being the case... Is it time to get more information?
Song Shuhang’s Yuanshen’s majesty, the right palm was shot on the desert, full of momentum: “I am taking a trick to identify the secret law!”
Identification of secret law activation.
Song Shuhang’s Yuanshen began to tremble, and the cost of severe pain directly affected the Yuanshen.
Long-lost pain.
When I used the 'identification secret law' in recent times, the price paid was only a small wound, and even Song Shuhang felt that there was no qualification for ‘pain.’
The price of this time directly allowed Song Shuhang to enter the mobile phone vibration mode.
As his body continued to vibrate, half of the gods slowly fell into the sand.
Stone monument: "..."
Whether it is "Knife-raising", "Shen Bing Bao Jian" or Song Shuhang's "Analysis of Secret Law", how do you feel that there is no normal point?
The results of the identification quickly emerged in the mind of Song Shuhang.
[Sands of sand 5 billion years ago, each grain of sand contains the taste of the years and the ancient atmosphere. If you look closely, you will find that they contain unspeakable charm. 】
Knock on you!
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Today I want three more! Yesterday, with the concerted efforts of the friends, the monthly ticket father was also tied by us... But the milk ride suddenly found out that we forgot the monthly ticket mother yesterday. So how is the family still neat? The friends of the road follow me, we will win the monthly ticket mother!