Xu Shumo's soul movement method, forcibly blocked the yin aperture, continuously took the source beads, and used the refreshing sensation brought by digesting the source beads to gradually calm the restless yin spirit.

Xu Shu was not panicked, he knew that this kind of abnormal change was because the Yin Soul had grown to the point of Yin God, and the adaptability of the physical body had not yet kept up, that is, it was in the legendary state of "Soul Cannot Guard".

Adapting to this process can only be done over time.

The movement of the cave door closing alarmed Xiao Cao, who was sleeping on the stone table, and he woke up with a spirit.

Xu Shu waved his hand, "It's okay, just sleep when you're sleepy, don't worry about me." Oh, by the way, I'm done with my retreat, I'll give you a holiday, and I'll go say hello to Lao Jiang. ”

Xu Shu's current state in the court is very strange, obviously he is a new marquis, but the court basically does not look for him except for the courtesy that should be given.

His dispatch in Zhujian Mountain, the president of the Archives Society, no one said a word, whether to leave or retain.

But for Xu Shu's requests, such as secondment of Wu Menghua, Xiao Cao, and Zhujianshan all the way to the green light.

Xiao Cao thanked Xu Shu and reported two incidents.

One thing, Miss Liang of Galaxy Entertainment Company, once called, saying that he had time to come over and go over.

The other case, a person who claimed to be Mr. Zhang, said that he had an appointment with Xu Shu and made an appointment at Liuhe Bridge.

When he heard the words "Miss Liang", Xu Shu's heart twitched violently.

He knew that this Miss Liang must be Yan Zi's agent Liang Lu.

Qin Bing soared, Yan Zi sealed the coffin, and Xu Shu was left with endless melancholy.

Yan Zi is gone, and Miss Liang is there, and he is too lazy to go, for fear of seeing things and thinking about people, which will only increase his sadness.

As for Mr. Zhang, he didn't think about it at first, but after hearing about the "Six Crane Bridge", he immediately woke up, it should be Mr. Zhang, Zhang Guodong.

Before entering the Wheel Secret Realm, Xu Shu participated in a high-profile auction.

At that auction, when bidding for the blind corpse, Xu Shu encountered a competitor.

In the end, Xu Shu relied on violence to throw money and successfully won the auction.

He thought that this matter would be pulled down in the past, but he didn't expect to meet that person again in the Rotation Secret Realm, and he couldn't make a deal if he didn't fight.

When reincarnating the secret realm, Xu Shu once asked Zhang Guodong why he had to get the blind corpse alive or dead, Zhang Guodong avoided answering, only said that when he came out of the reincarnation secret realm, Xu Shu would come to Liuhe Bridge for a trip, and he would inform the reason.

Now, Xu Shu has forgotten the appointment of the Six Crane Bridge, but he didn't expect Zhang Guodong to have great powers and call Zhujian Mountain.

Thinking of the terrifying red-clothed female ghost summoned by Zhang Guodong, Xu Shu's back immediately became hairy.

Thinking about it again, Zhang Guodong can be regarded as a vast supernatural power, and this covenant with the Six Crane Bridges may really have a secret to reveal.

There is nothing to do right now, and it doesn't hurt to go out.

He confessed to Xiao Cao, closed the Qilin Residence, and went down the mountain.

This goes to the Liuhe Bridge, which is thousands of miles away.

If the body does not burst out of the embarrassment of "not giving up", Xu Shu is more willing to go with wings.

Today, he prefers to take the more traditional way of getting there by train.

The reason is very simple, according to the method of requiem and requiem in Chen Yanzhong's soul canon, it is not too soaked in the fireworks of the world.

Flying down to Zhujian Mountain, he went to the East Capital West Station, and only then entered the West Station Long Street, Xu Shu's ears were filled with soaring shouts, horns, crying, and quarrels.

At the same time, the dazzling department stores, colorful delisting, the smoke of the steamer of steamed buns, the aroma of oily noodles, and the smoke in the stir-fry oven filled his eyes.

The strange thing is that the more noisy and lively it is, the more his uneasy Yin God stabilizes little by little.

When passing by the Sesame Oil Po Roast Shop, he had two more roast geese in his hands that were burned to rose.

When he passed by Liu Po's ramen restaurant, he had another bowl of steaming ramen with the aroma of scallion oil.

All the way through the streets, the mouth and hands did not stop.

At ten o'clock in the evening, he finally got in line and asked for a ticket to Guang'an.

As a result, he was told that the tickets to Guang'an were sold out, and Xu Shu looked at the transit points of K56 and planned to buy a short and long one.

Unexpectedly, there are no tickets even for short trips.

Xu Shu had no choice but to get out of the token of Zhujian Mountain, while dealing with him impatiently, he peeked at the conductor of martial arts, a spirit, and after a phone call, he gave Xu Shu a red ticket.

When Sunset took his last breath, Xu Shu got into a car with an additional trailer.

The huge carriages, all of which are soft seats, are sparsely packed with more than a dozen passengers.

Xu Shu was full of food and drink, and he was a little sleepy, so he found a seat by the window and fell asleep by the window.

When he woke up, it was already early the next morning.

The whistle was sounding with the sound of brakes, and Xu Shu probed outside the window of the car, and he had arrived at Guangshui Station, and it would take at least half a day to calculate the distance.

Not far away, a large number of porters were squeezing into the car window while selling.

Xu Shu was hungry again, leaned out, didn't care what he had seen or not, and bought a bunch of food.

Ten minutes later, people got on the train one after another, at first Xu Shu didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but later, this additional carriage was filled with most of it, and they were all youthful faces.

Xu Shu paused for a moment and roughly figured out that this was a group of students, from Chungling United High School, who went out to study, and among them, students with backgrounds, entrusted their parents, and got this special ticket for the trailer.

Although Xu Shu has been in Zhujian Mountain for a long time, he is not closed to the outside world.

He knew that the United High School was another major initiative since the reform of the college entrance examination, and it was a super high school established by running schools across regions.

The most important feature of this type of joint high school is that it has extraordinary classes and sets up extraordinary subjects.

Xu Shu has seen the inside story of the opening of a joint high school in relevant documents, generally speaking, the diffusion of source power is destined to be unstoppable, rather than sitting back and watching non-governmental organizations absorb young transcendentals, government agencies should be active and promising, and take the initiative to master young transcendentals.

As soon as the students got in the car, they chatted non-stop, Xu Shu not only did not feel bored, but felt extremely clear.

As the realm of cultivation became more and more profound, Xu Shu only felt that his mentality was accelerating aging.

According to Chen Yanzhong's soul canon, the soul is not willing to give up because of fatigue and soul galloping.

In a word, it is to escape the world for too long, and there is less fireworks in life.

The train was moving forward rapidly, and the green wheat fields not far away retreated like a waterfall, looking at the undulating mountains in the distance, he stretched out his hand, let the free wind run through the palm of his hand, and the mood that had been silent for a long time was also active.

"Huh?"

Xu Shu's eyes moved in from the window, and several lines of sight always scanned his face, making him feel alarmed.

When the cultivation reaches a certain point, this warning sign simply becomes a stress reaction.

As soon as he turned around, those few lines of sight dodged again.

In the carriage, several girls lowered their heads, their faces were swollen, and they were smiling stupidly.