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[I didn't ask anything! You are giving me the opportunity to talk! 】 Song Shuhang feels his emotions do not know why it is violent.

Moreover, are you not reading minds? At this time, read your heart well, can you answer it badly?

This master of gold paint has a violent gas field.

As long as you exchange a few words with him, the whole person's mood will rise like a rocket, and even a strong heart can't hold back.

Song Shuhang tried to adjust his emotions - to communicate with such people, it is necessary not to be led by the other party, to master the initiative of the words.

In this regard, Song Shuhang is still quite experienced.

[Master, how can I get out of here? He asked directly at the door.

Can't be euphemistic, if you talk to this golden master, you don't know where to go if you want to go to the topic, so you must go straight to the subject.

"Do you want to go out? Tell me early." The golden master laughed: "I will send you out!"

Song Shuhang: "..."

I want to say it early, but you didn't give me a chance.

After the golden master laughed, he got up and ran to the casket of the Confucian saint. He reached down and pressed the lid, ready to open the casket... Then he was dragged by the casket of the Confucian saint.

"The casket of the sage is really hard to open." The master of gold did not hesitate. When he was dragged by the box, he chatted with Song Shuhang.

【where is this place? 】 Song Shuhang finally could not help but curious to ask.

“A world that does not exist in the ‘the world’s heavens and the world’s ninth secluded.’ You can think of it as a stepping stone to the eternal sacredness of the heavens.” The golden master replied very cheerfully.

He has no intention of hiding secrets from Song Shuhang.

Heaven's stepping stone to the throne?

This is the case, that is to say, when the heavens of the dynasties inherit the destiny, there is a link or ritual, and the heavens will pass through here and print the imprint here.

Then the big eyes before, the merits network and the white horse, are all imprints of the illusion, as he guessed.

"You guessed it, basically the same as you think." The golden master replied.

Song Shuhang heard the words and thought about it.

From the point of view of the imprint, the images of the heavens are all symbolic, not their true body.

However, the white road corresponding to the white two is actually a white horse?

"The white horse is not a phantom, it is a drama." The golden master smiled and replied: "I used to think that the white horse was a phantom mark. Until one day, I saw it sneak up and went to the world. I only know this. The essence of drama."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Sneak peek into the world, and it is related to the heavens of the white two predecessors.

That's right, is that the ‘space spirit’ white horse in the closed space that is in the world?

While talking, the white horse came back from the hoof.

It's no wonder that when I was flying on the sacred casket, I encountered a lot of white horses, which was several times more than the big eyes and the merits.

Originally, Song Shuhang thought that the trajectory of the white horse and the trajectory of the sacred casket were more coincident... It seems that it is clear that this white horse has deliberately wandered back after a lap, passing by the casket of the sage over and over again.

After the white horse appeared, he saw that the casket and the golden master where Song Shuhang was located came together, and he knew that he should be exposed.

White horse snorted.

Then it stood up, the two front shovels put out the white cranes with their wings, and the two heels twisted into a golden chicken.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Seeing this sign action, he can formally confirm the identity of White Horse.

"Since White Horse is not an illusory illusion, where is the illusory shadow of the daytime?" Song Shuhang was curious.

According to the introduction of the Golden Master, will this Tiandao’s ‘stepping stone’ space leave the mark of heaven?

"This space is very large." The master of gold replied: "The area where the sacred urn is working is just a small part of this space."

In other words, the mark of other heavens is working in other areas.

[This is the case. 】 Song Shuhang looked at this space, thoughtful.

Then an idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

This space does not belong to the world of the world, does not belong to the nine secluded, then ... the laws of the world can not touch here?

[If I am promoted here, will there be a day of robbery? Song Shuhang began to calculate in consciousness.

When a monk is promoted, he needs to bear the catastrophe.

After the day of robbery, it will be promoted smoothly.

But what if you make a promotion in a space where there is no robbing?

If there is no day robbery, is it a direct promotion success?

Or, because there is no test of robbing, it is impossible to obtain certification, and the card is in a bottleneck state?

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

[However, it’s useless. Songs Waterway: [I am relying on the casket of the saints to bring in consciousness. The flesh is still outside. Next time, I am sure I can't get in. So, don't think too much. 】

"Yes, too." Master Golden, then he used both hands to force: "Open!"

The casket of the sage was opened.

Song Shuhang’s consciousness is now sticking to the 'immortal bone'.

In the eyes of the golden master, Song Shuhang's ‘conscious body’ is like a group of slime, wrapped in immortal bone.

"The donor, you are too hungry, and even the bones are not let go." The golden master put his hands together, with a sense of sadness in his tone.

Song Shuhang: "..."

You, the man who even the younger brother wants to cut off, is not qualified to say me.

"Everything has a law, such as a dream bubble, such as dew is like electricity. It should be like a view! Oops!" The master of the golden hand reached out and pulled up the ideology of Song Shuhang, and pulled it out of the casket.

Song Shuhang’s consciousness was pulled into a noodle shape.

"If the dream bubble, such as dew is like electricity! This sentence, give me a hundred times in my heart!" Master shouted.

It’s too violent.

啵~, Song Shuhang’s consciousness was forcibly pulled down.

However, it is broken.

After the ideology was pulled down, there was a strand of silk that was attached to the bone of immortality.

But this time, the violent golden master has begun to draw a rune.

The rune is bright and bright.

This is a rune very similar to the Confucian sage's ‘Confucianism’ and the Emperor’s ‘Emperor’.

The words represent the Tao, representing the characteristics and strength.

The next moment, Song Shuhang's ideology was sent away from this ‘天道登基’ stepping stone space.

His consciousness returned to the world.

But the silk thread of that glimpse turned into the root of the 'Lotus Projection' and was firmly glued to the bone of immortality.

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