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Slowly opening his eyes, Song Shuhang suddenly could not maintain the posture of sitting, and ‘咚’, he lie on the ground like this.

"Hey? What happened? Pharmacist predecessors, I only feel that the body is weak, so that I can't make a little effort?" Song Shuhang asked, even unable to move his fingers.

The pharmacist squatted around the book and poked him: "This is a very normal situation. You first practiced the "True My Meditations" and guided the body's blood and blood without controlling the 'degree'. It is inevitable that greed. Point, the blood in the heart is a little bit more. It will cause the body to be weak for a short time. It doesn't matter, it will recover after a few minutes. Remember to leave a little overflow of blood when you run the "True My Meditation" next time. It can avoid the weakness of physical accidents. This is also good for your body."

"It turns out, haha." Song Shuhang was lying on the floor of the hot balcony, but his mood was great.

Finally... stepping into the first step of the monk building foundation.

One hundred days to build the foundation, followed by the quenching liquid phase help, even if his qualification is very ordinary, should be able to complete the building in a hundred days?

What kind of ability can I have after completing the foundation?

Spell? Spell? Magical? Depression, stealth, clairvoyance?

"For the predecessors, my ‘true me’ is the ordinary self, sitting there with a smile, that is to say, I am still just an ordinary ‘mortal’?” Song Shuhang asked.

"I really relate to my own identity and experience. How do you say that you are also exposed to self-cultivation? I really shouldn't have the appearance of ordinary mortal, unless you don't believe in the existence of 'repair' in your heart. Or... Well, your 'Real' is smiling, is it very gentle, and it makes people feel comfortable with a smile?" the pharmacist thought and asked.

"Although I am embarrassed, it is indeed a smile that makes people feel very comfortable." Song Shuhang replied, after all, ‘true me’ is also me, so it’s a bit shame to praise his smile.

The pharmacist sighed with a look: "Sure enough, you are a good friend."

"Hey? Seniors, please don't just send someone a good card!" Song Shudao, he does not mind good people card. However, if the card is collected more, it will not pay the girlfriend.

"No, I mean your ‘true me’ represents you, you are a good person, a book and a small friend!” the pharmacist firmly.

"..." Song Shuhang’s mouth was pumping.

Can ‘true me’ be able to map this state?

"Well, the book is a small friend, you have now completely mastered the "True My Meditation" and "King Kong Basic Boxing", especially the "King Kong Basic Boxing" you played very well, the boxing style of the box made me almost think that You have been learning this boxing method for years. I have nothing to point you out, so stop here today." The pharmacist smiled.

"Thank you for your guidance." Song Shuhang said with gratitude.

Pharmacist: "Don't be polite with us, and while I am still in Jiangnan District, if you don't understand anything about cultivation, come over and look for me. Beihe seniors should tell you about cultivation. If you have any problems, don't try your own horns and ask more."

In other words, he added: "In addition to the cultivation of the "King Kong Basic Boxing Method", you should master the problem of 'degree' yourself. When you feel that your body is really exhausted, you can't force the "King Kong Foundation". Boxing method. Like your current state, you should not practice boxing even if you recover. After all, the foundation boxing method is not a boxing of health, but a fist of a hard quenching body. One's 'blood' is limited, one day. There is also a limit to the recovery of qi and blood within the body. If you train too hard, you will hurt your body."

"I know, and my current state, even if I want to practice again, I can't move." Song Shuhang laughed. He can't move his fingers now.

"Haha, you are a self-control person, I don't have to say anything more." The pharmacist smiled: "Now, you are lying here and remembering the feelings of the boxing and meditation just now. Memories are also important for cultivation. a part of."

"Yes, the pharmacist predecessor." Song Shuhang should answer.

The pharmacist was very satisfied, then waved to Song Shuhang: "So, I will go first!"

As soon as the voice fell, his body turned into a sword light, and the ‘嗖’ disappeared from the face of Song Shuhang. This should be the dawn of the legend?

"Wait for the next generation!" Song Shuhang struggled to reach out and bitterly said: "Predecessors, you are... send me back to the dormitory."

He is still lying on the hot ground of the rooftop!

The time is now around five and a half, and the sun's father in the sky is still emitting its light and heat.

It seems to be asking about Song Shuhang: The human teppanyaki Songshang classmate lying on the roof, you are going to be seven-point cooked? Still have to be cooked? Or is it all cooked?

"Unfortunate!" Song Shuhang sighed.

Will heat stroke? Even if he is sunburned for a while, he will become a book and dry, and then he can cut it and sell it.

At this time, Song Shuhang really hopes that a good-hearted person will come to the rooftop and help him. He will certainly be grateful.

"And, there are still some important things to forget. I haven't come yet and asked the pharmacist predecessors, is there any way to find the person behind me who is investigating me?" Song Shuhang said depressed.

But at this time the pharmacist has already left and left, only to wait until next time. I can't call it for a while.

Anyway, he now has the phone number of the pharmacist. If there is an accident, he can immediately ask the pharmacist for help.

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When Song Shuhang thought about it, perhaps the **** in the dark heard his prayers—a footstep came from the doorway of the rooftop.

"Hey? How is the door of the rooftop open today?" A depressed man's voice.

Song Shuhang suddenly had a happy heart, and he was trying to help.

At this time, a woman voiced: "So... isn't it right? Call, let's go to the rooftop, never tried there. Certainly, very exciting."

"I think so too, but be careful, if you are seen, it will be bad." The man spoke, knocking open the door of the roof.

"Isn't it more exciting to be seen?" The woman turned away.

Song Shuhang decisively closed his mouth and gave up the idea of ​​asking for help - this is a pair of open-air shackles that make people envious and hateful.

This pair of men and women who should be burned to death by the fff group chose the other side of the roof. They did not find that on the other side of the ground, there is a Song Shuhang classmate who is lying in the body.

After the two chose the venue, they began the battle between the martial arts masters.

Song Shuhang sighed and closed his eyes to slowly restore his strength. There are also sounds of two masters duel in the ear.

After a long while, the feeling of weakness finally faded.

The book was struggling to climb from the ground, and his hands and feet went softly and slowly to the door of the rooftop.

"Right, the school girl or the school sister just said that if it is said to be seen, it will be very exciting?" Song Shuhang pinched his chin and muttered to himself.

He felt that he needed to meet their wishes.

Because his ‘true me’ told him that the man named Song Shuhang was a helpful person!

Anyway, it’s a little help, so let the sister realize this wish, right?

"No way, who told me to be a good person." Song Shukou said in the mouth, holding the wall of the roof, side out half, looking to the other side of the roof.