For the monks of the sect, joining the sect at this age of Song Shuhang is equivalent to a ninety-year-old man who is illiterate and has already stepped into a coffin with half a foot, and suddenly wants to go to elementary school. Even if this old man entered the school through various connections, how much could he learn? What could he achieve? Even if he didn't even have a future—who knew if the ninety-year-old man would hang up tomorrow?

Even if Song Shuhang succeeds in building a foundation, the time and resources he consumes when he is promoted in the future will be more than half of those teenagers who build a foundation at the age of four or five.

On the one hand, there are genius disciples who will advance rapidly, consume few resources, and have an unlimited future in the future.

On one side is Song Shuhang, who has difficulty in advancing in the future, consumes a lot of resources, and has a bleak future.

As long as the top level of the sect has no problem with their brains, they will not waste too much time, teacher energy, and precious cultivation resources on Song Shuhang.

And the Daoists of the Jiuzhou group who introduced Song Shuhang to join the sect, even if they can take care of Song Shuhang in the sect for a while, they can't take care of Song Shuhang I!

The Bronze Hexagram Immortal Master was speechless, he didn't think as much as the Beihe Sanren, he only thought of the incomparably difficult cultivation of loose cultivation, and he didn't expect that for Song Shuhang, the sect was not much better.

"Therefore, whether it is a sect or a loose cultivation, there is not much difference for Song Shuhang. In this way, it is best to leave it to him to choose. If you choose it yourself, even if it is wrong, you can't blame anyone. Beihe Sanren said lightly.

And as the seniors of the casual cultivators, all they could do was to try their best to help Song Shuhang when he was in need.

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Gangnam University Town, dormitory.

Song Shuhang leaned back in his chair and looked at a small sealed cup next to the computer desk, which contained the remaining quenching fluid. These quenching fluids, taken together with the basic meditation methods and fist techniques taught by the medicine master, can better exert their medicinal effects.

At this time, a melodious music sounded, it was his mobile phone ringing.

Song Shuhang pressed the answer button, and Tubo's voice came: "Shuhang, have your two big boxes been sorted out? Yangde's house is set! You can also come and see, and then our brothers will go out and rub it off. ”

"Okay, I'll go right away, send me the address. Song Shuhang replied.

"Text you. Tumami hung up.

After ending the call, Song Shuhang put down his phone and looked out of the window at the balcony.

Perhaps, he also needs to rent a house outside the school like Yangde.

You don't have to live outside, but occasionally when you want to do alchemy, or when you want to cultivate in the future, you can have a place where no one disturbs you.

"If you want to rent a house outside, why don't you do some part-time work?" Song Shuhang is just an ordinary student, without computer skills like Li Yangde, and if he wants to make money, he may only have a part-time job.

In other words, how did the seniors in the Jiuzhou No. 1 group make money? They are not isolated from the world, so they should need money in their daily lives, right? At least they have to pay electricity bills, Internet bills, or something.

While thinking about it, Tsuba sent a text message with the address.

Room 602, Building 221D, Daji Block.

It's a neighborhood close to a university town.

......

......

"Good location and close to schools. Yangde, this kid has found a good place. Song Shuhang looked at the map on his mobile phone and moved forward against the address sent by Tubo.

Daji Block is an old residential area, because there was no planning when it was built in the past, the houses are of various shapes, different sizes, and small alleys are crisscrossed and crisscrossed, which looks a little cluttered from a distance.

"If you are in this position, you should be able to take a shortcut and save a lot of time. Thinking of this, Song Shuhang got into the alley, and his body shuttled through the alley like a nimble fish.

These remote alleys used to be a gathering place for bad people in schools.

And speaking of the bad guys, we have to mention the bad guys who were wiped out by the group two days ago.

The group of bad people who were beaten so much that they couldn't even recognize their mothers finally woke up after being in a coma for two days and two nights.

After the incident, a special member of the school's information department asked them about the coma.

But the strange thing is that none of these bad people racked their brains, but none of them could recall the situation at that time. Their memories of that day are missing, and they don't even know why they're in the hospital. In their memories, one second they were smoking and pretending to be forced in the alley, and the next second they woke up and were already in the hospital, and everyone was confused.

The hospital couldn't detect the cause at all, and they could only be treated as collective amnesia, and the matter could only be stopped.

This incident has become one of the new 'incredible events' in Jiangnan University Town.

"Obviously, their memories have been tampered with. Song Shuhang said secretly in his heart.

If it's just one or two people who have a vague memory, it can also be said that it may be because they were hit in the head, which leads to a blurred memory. But ** No. 10 people, all of them have vague memories, and all of them have lost the memories of being grouped seconds that day, there is no such coincidence in the world.

Thanks to the bad group second incident, the bad guys in the deep alleys near the university town have gathered a lot more recently—the alleys were originally a gathering place for bad guys. In the past, these alleys were full of bad ones, but the number has plummeted these days.

As a result, the security in the neighborhood has improved a lot.

There's a saying that goes something like this: Say,!

Oh, no, it's, it.

Song Shuhang only thought of the word bad in his mind, and soon a group of bad people smoking in front of him appeared.

There were seven people in total, each with long hair and colorful dyes. Studs, studs, nose rings, you name it. The cigarette butt in his mouth is almost engraved on his forehead: I am in the rebellious period of youth, and I am bad.

The seven bad targets are naturally not Song Shuhang, a tall and strong man. Even if they are bad, they rarely provoke students like Song Shuhang, who seem to be very capable of fighting.

The bad guys were smiling evilly and surrounded a young girl. One of them, who was about 1.72 meters long, was forcing the girl to the wall in the form of a wall knock.

"Beauty, isn't it lonely to be alone here?

"It's free to play, all kinds of fun. ”

"It's going to be very comfortable. ”

"Brothers, let's play with you. ”

"There is a very nice shop next to it, not far away, Bao you want to play again. ”

All kinds of flirting, all kinds of teasing.

Song Shuhang looked at the girl who was knocked by the wall.

He is about 1.5 meters tall, has short hair, and still looks pretty without makeup. Because of his petite stature, he looks like he's just a high school student. Maybe the actual age will be a little older.

A cute and beautiful girl, alone in a small alley, doesn't attract these bad people. So, girls don't go to sparsely populated places alone.

At this time, the girl's brow furrowed, and a clear expression of disgust appeared on her face.

Even the expression of disgust on the petite face is very cute.

"Yo, even if you're angry, it's so cute, let my brother love you well, okay?" The corners of the girl's blonde bad mouth showed a president-like evil smile, supporting the wall with one hand, and wanting to caress the girl's face with the other.

Song Shuhang sighed, he really couldn't stand it.

He clenched his fists and strode forward.

Because he had just been strengthened by quenching fluid, Song Shuhang couldn't control his speed. With a little force, the result was a 'whoosh' and it went out.

The bad girl who was flirting with her only felt that her eyes were sparkling, and then, Song Shuhang, who was obviously seven or eight meters away behind her, suddenly appeared beside them.

I saw Song Shuhang's big hand poking out, his five fingers open, and his wide palm grabbed the back of the blonde's bad head.

The height of the blonde poor hair is about 1.72 meters, and Song Shuhang is only slightly taller than him.

"Hey...... I said, can't you see that other girls are not happy to play with you?" Song Shuhang made a slight effort in his hand, and he actually grabbed his head and lifted the blonde hair.

Song Shuhang himself was startled, he knew that his strength had increased a lot after being strengthened by quenching body fluids. But I didn't expect that carrying a human being more than 100 pounds now is as easy as lifting a wooden stick.