Chapter 547 of the text Eight Eight Eight Eight Voices!

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The tentacles that twisted together failed to sneak up, and it smashed into a small golden shield. ⊙。 ⊙

The spirit ghost is hidden in Song Shuhang's heart, and it uses the unique special sensing ability of the spirit ghost to help Shuhang sense the surrounding qiē. When the tentacles fell, the spirit ghost took the initiative to activate the talent golden shield and block the blow for Shuhang.

But the next moment, hundreds of suckers appeared again on the tentacles that had been twisted into a strand.

The suction cup firmly stuck to the small golden shield, shrinking and rising, and the golden shield of the spirit ghost's talent was also converted into pure energy, which was absorbed by the light-haired jellyfish.

Even the Golden Shield of Defense transformed by innate abilities will be absorbed!

"I'm not afraid that you will move, but I am afraid that you will not move! Fire Resisting Technique, the biggest fire, burn it for me!" Song Shuhang gritted his teeth and urged the Fire Resisting Technique with all his might, controlling the 'Holy Flame' to burn.

Hopefully, it will cause the glowing jellyfish to move even more, so that he will have a chance to escape.

"Zizizizi. At this time, the glowing jellyfish made a sound. After absorbing the energy of the spirit ghost's golden shield, all of its tentacles retracted and regained its cocoon state.

Then, it remained motionless, allowing the 'flame' to burn on the surface of its tentacles. Then, it also opened its suction cup and began to absorb and transform the energy of the Holy Flame leisurely.

Song Shuhang: "......"

He reluctantly stopped the fire control technique, and then giving birth to the 'Holy Flame' was just to replenish the other party's energy, and it was in vain.

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Song Shuhang remained motionless, thinking hard about the way to get rid of it.

He didn't move, neither did the jellyfish's tentacles.

But when Shuhang couldn't hold back and wanted to use the 'Turtle Breath Technique', those tentacles would quickly stretch out, and suddenly the 'Turtle Breath Technique' in Shuhang's hand would be understood and absorbed.

If this continues, Shuhang is afraid that he will be suffocated to death.

[No, there's no turtle breath technique, it's close to the limit.] Song Shuhang secretly said.

At that moment, the cocoon that enveloped him moved. Its internal tentacles opened small openings and began to spew out clouds of white mist, is it moist air?

While cutting off his 'turtle breath' technique, and at the same time releasing air to him?What does this glowing jellyfish want to do?

Could it be that there is something wrong with the air, that there is a poisonous gas hidden and something like that?

But this time...... Song Shuhang had no other choice.

Of course, he didn't breathe directly greedily.

He first took out a Star 5 version of 'Daohe Dan' given by the predecessors of Guhuguan from the one-inch shrinking bag, which was a healing pill for internal use, and at the same time had a good detoxification effect.

After Shuhang took this and Dan in his mouth, he took a careful breath...... Once there is a problem with the air released by this luminous jellyfish, he can immediately take 'Dao and Dan' to detoxify.

Exhale turbid air from the body, followed by a breathing cycle.

Fresh air enters the body and moistens the lungs that are holding on to the explosion.

At this moment, Shuhang's heart was filled with a sense of happiness.

The air was pure, and no toxins were felt in it.

Just to be on the safe side...... Song Shuhang still chose to swallow 'Dao and Dan'. Whether it is poisonous or not, the medicine cannot be stopped.

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Just when Song Shuhang took 'Dao and Dan', suddenly, a violent feeling of dizziness surged into his brain. Shuhang only felt that his mind was blank, and the world was spinning.

The next moment, his body was weak and unconscious.

'Zzzz. The glowing jellyfish made a strange noise, which sounded like a bad laugh.

Then, it remained cocoon-shaped, dragged Song Shuhang over carefully, and sent it to the side of the body...... Then, a mouth cracked open on the jellyfish, and the book was swallowed.

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I don't know how long it took, Song Shuhang woke up from a coma.

[After taking the medicine, he passed out in a coma, and he didn't follow the routine at all.] ］

When he opened his eyes, he quickly looked around and entered a strange place again.

Surrounded by countless glass mirrors, countless books are reflected in the mirrors. In this space composed of glass mirrors, there is gravity and air.

In addition to this, three meters away from him, an irregular black sphere loomed.

The black ball emits a faint fluorescent glow that illuminates this quirky glass-mirrored space.

"What kind of place is this?" said Song Shuhang.

He turned his head to look around, and the 'he' in the countless mirrors around him also turned to look at him......

The whole space, except for the mirror, is still a mirror.

And then there's the black glowing orb.

"Was it the glowing jellyfish that sent me here?" Song Shuhang thought for a moment, took out the treasure knife, and poked at the black sphere.

Just like a mirror, when the black orb was stabbed, it passed directly through its shell.

"Illusory things?" Song Shuhang raised his eyebrows, and was about to withdraw the treasure knife.

But at this moment, the black sphere rolled towards Song Shuhang along the treasure knife.

It's not an illusory thing, Song Shuhang can't touch the black sphere, but the black sphere can touch Song Shuhang and the knife.

The black ball rolled extremely fast, and Shuhang didn't even make a move to withdraw the knife, and the black ball had already made contact with his fingers.

The next moment...... Countless things poured into Song Shuhang's mind from this black sphere.

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In Shuhang's mind, eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight voices sounded at the same time, constantly reciting some content that Shuhang couldn't understand at all.

There were too many sounds, intertwined, and turned into a 'buzzing' sound, and Song Shuhang couldn't tell what these voices were chanting at all.

He only felt like his head was about to explode, and he didn't even have such a big impact when he listened to the voice of the Creation Dharma King up close.

But hell, he clearly knew that there were 88,888 of them! not too many, no less.

"Is this some kind of trap. Song Shuhang held his head in both hands, feeling like he had been hit by the [You Are Dead] Divine Fist, his head was rapidly congested, and it was about to explode at any time.

If it's really a trap, then the person who set this trap must have obsessive-compulsive disorder! As long as 88888, a trap will take home

[No, my head is going to explode, if I let these voices continue to read like this, I'm going to go crazy!]

Song Shuhang stretched out his fist, wanting to punch himself in the head to see if he could faint to death.

But...... As soon as this thought came to him, the 88,888 voices in his mind suddenly became high-pitched, and the speed of recitation was three times faster.

Song Shuhang's head was overloaded in an instant, and the whole person was stuck. His body was like he had been hit by a 'fixation technique', and he couldn't move.

The 88,888 voices continued to chant rapidly, letting the inexplicable content fill Song Shuhang's entire head.

As a result, Shuhang couldn't think of anything in his mind, and he looked demented, and could only passively listen to the 88,888 voices.

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In the cultivation realm, there are some special Dao techniques and exercises, which contain powerful laws of heaven and earth, and the Great Dao of Truth. This kind of peerless martial arts, transcendent Taoist techniques, cannot be recorded in writing. Even if they were forcibly recorded in words, they would be directly erased by the power of the laws between heaven and earth......

It is extremely difficult to pass on this peerless technique and transcendent Dao technique.

Some exercises that contain a small amount of 'laws of heaven and earth, and the Great Dao', can also be recorded by means such as 'passing on the gong jade slip' for future generations to comprehend.

However, some exercises that contain the complete 'laws of heaven and earth, and the Great Dao', even the jade slips of the transmission of gong cannot record them. Even the creators of exercises and Taoism have a hard time passing them on to their disciples in 'words'.

As a result, many precious Taoist techniques and peerless exercises were lost because they could not be recorded.

In order to be able to record their peerless exercises and Taoist techniques, the powerful monks of the ancient times have worked hard.

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Minutes and seconds passed.

In the end, it was a full 45 hours, which is close to two days.

The 88,888 voices in my head have finally come to an end!

As they drank in unison, the 'buzz' that had lasted for 45 hours finally ended.

Song Shuhang's whole body was paralyzed to the ground.

The next moment, blood continued to flow from his eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth.

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Another day has passed.

Song Shuhang came to his senses again.

The headache was splitting, but there was a cool breath from the center of the eyebrows.

Song Shuhang propped up his body, and the pain of hunger came from his stomach. He quickly opened his 'one-inch shrinking bag', took out Bigu Dan and swallowed it.

According to the different qualities, the nutrients that Bigudan can provide are also different.

Ordinary Bigu Dan can provide ordinary people with a month's nutrients, and a first-grade monk can also take Bigu for ten days, and a second-grade monk can only last four or five days.

The Bigu Pill in Song Shuhang's hand was a gift from Su Clan's Ah Sixteen, and each piece was enough for a first-grade monk to use for more than two months, and a second-grade monk could also use it for about a month.

Su Shi Ah Sixteen originally wanted to send Shuhang a higher quality Bigu Dan, but at that time, Song Shuhang's cultivation realm was not enough, and the quality of Bigu Dan was too high, so he would be able to eat it.

But now...... After Song Shuhang took the next Bigu Dan, he only felt that he was still hungry and bitter in his stomach.

He took out another Bigu Pill and swallowed it.

And then another...... One more.

After taking eight pills of Bigu Pill in a row, he felt seven points full in his stomach.

"How long have I been in a coma, and why are I so hungry?" Song Shuhang muttered, looking up at the mirror beside him.

In the mirror, his face was pale, without a trace of blood.

And there are dried blood marks on the corners of the eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears.

What made him more concerned was that his eyebrows flashed bronze from time to time. The color of the bronze was a vision brought out by the fact that his spiritual power had skyrocketed again, and the quantitative change had caused the qualitative change.

This is no longer the spiritual power that a second-grade monk can have.

Song Shuhang has recently made up a lot of knowledge about the monk's 'physique' and 'spiritual power', and he knows that this bronze spiritual power is a symbol of the spiritual power that has reached the third grade of Cheng dù.

"It's a big problem. Song Shuhang took a breath. (To be continued.) )