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When the four acupoints in the realm of the first class are opened, the monks will at least get a talent... and they are fortunate enough to have the opportunity to gain two acupoint talents.

Song Shuhang opened his eye for talent, but he did not feel awakened when he was snot.

I don't know if I am lucky enough to be lucky, deaf and last swearing, can I feel the corresponding talent?

"From the beginning of cultivation to the present, I have spent more than a month. Unconsciously, I have to open my ears. Recall that it feels like a dream." Song Shuhang exclaimed.

The predecessors in the group said that it was extremely difficult to disperse, but he met Yu Jiaozi on the way, then met the pharmacist, and then met Su Shi’s A-16, and then met the white predecessors. The practice was extremely smooth, compared to the fineness of the martial art. The English disciple is not bad.

In the pocket, the green onion on the Wudao stone has been crying... After more than a month, I have already cultivated to hit the realm of deafness?

And she, for more than 300 years, it is not easy to open the third snot... It’s still far from the open ear!

At the same time, as long as she thinks that Song Shuhang can break through the 'sniffs' in one breath and accumulate the blood of the ‘ear deaf, it is because she wants to cry when she eats the reason of her onion.

She is an enemy!

Damn, what do you want to cry?

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On July 13, Saturday, light rain.

Song Shuhang stood in the open space of the mountain forest, his hands raised slightly, his eyes closed, and he felt the subtle sound of the tiny raindrops falling on the palm of his hand...

There is also the sound of raindrops falling on the leaves...

A sweet tweet of all kinds of birds...

The low sound of insects in the jungle...

The sound of small animals moving through the bushes...

Even in the mud, there are creatures that are spinning...

All the sounds are intertwined in the ears of Song Shuhang into a beautiful symphony of nature. He listened to this wonderful voice and indulged in it without knowing it.

I can hear these sounds because his ears are open.

After the completion of today's cultivation, as Song Shuhang predicted, the blood in the deafness overflowed and suddenly broke through the bottleneck of his deafness. In an instant, he was like a poorly hearing person, and suddenly he recovered his hearing. All kinds of sounds that I had never heard before were introduced into his ears.

The opening of the deafness is not simply amplifying the sound.

The voice of ordinary people’s speech, in the current Song Shuhang, is also often indistinguishable from the peace, but it will be more clear, but it will not become deafening... The opening of deafness can make him hear many normal people can’t hear. the sound of. Even some special sound waves!

The sound from nature is so beautiful that people can't extricate themselves.

Just a little regret - he still does not open the deaf talent.

However, he still has a chance. He still has a mouthful, but he might be able to open a good talent.

Song Shuhang feels that he is a lucky man!

Moreover, even if he really didn't open his talent, he has at least felt a good eye-catching talent and he didn't have to be disappointed.

For a long time...

When Song Shuhang’s clothes were soaked, he was reluctant to withdraw from the wonderful state.

At this time, Book Air still doesn't know what it is. This kind of listening to nature's voice is very beneficial to the self-cultivator, especially the growth of mood and mental strength.

He chose to break through the bottleneck in the mountains and forests, and it was inadvertent to make a very correct decision.

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"The deafness is already open, and I will leave for the holiday island in the East China Sea tomorrow." Speaking, Song Shuhang looked at the mobile phone and looked at it. The white lord still had no news: "Don't even the white predecessors find the peas so quickly?"

Peas, are they hiding so well this time?

"If this night, the white lords can't bring their beans back, then they will only join the holiday island and then join them." Song Shuhang put the phone back in his pocket.

Then, he took out the Taoist stone from his pocket and looked at the green onion.

The buds of the green onion grow to the size of the nail.

"The deafness is on, and the next is the mouth."

"Even if you eat it, you can't fill my mouth and blood immediately?" Song Shuhang muttered.

Moreover, there are no predecessors around, it is very dangerous to eat the buds of the green lady - hey, wait!

I just seriously considered the topic of ‘I don’t eat green onions’?

This is really a dangerous idea.

At this time... On the stone of the road, the body of the green lady trembled.

"Please... please don't eat me anymore!" The green lady is out of the air, even if she is cut by a knife, it is also very painful.

Song Shuhang was surprised: "Hey? Can you talk?"

"Can, can! Suddenly can talk!" Lui Niang said: "Don't eat me, good? If you don't eat me, I can give you a roll of 'Buddha Lions' practice! You are not going to open your mouth." Is it true that the practice of the lion's scorpion is related to the slogan. If you start to practice, you will be very helpful in opening your mouth!"

"Oh?" Song Shuhang smiled, no words.

"Transaction, as long as you promised not to cut my onion, I will immediately give you the volume of the buddha lion's gongs."

"Okay." Song Shuhang replied with a smile - he did not intend to eat the green onion. Because when I think of the other person, but I can indulge in the girl's onion, eating her onion, there is always a sense of guilt.

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On the other hand, the white lord is tracking the beans and the little monk.

He flew straight in one direction, and he was confident enough to be able to trace the peas and the little monk.

Because he has a terrible unique tracking method!

Flying and flying, the white lord descended from the air.

Then he casually found a forked branch and threw it into the sky.

After the branch has been rotated for 16 laps, it will land, and the end of the fork will point to the southwest position.

"Oh, southwest?" White Zun nodded secretly, re-established the dawn, and did not hesitate to fly southward...

This is the overbearing tracking skill that belongs to the white lord.

No matter how much the tracked person is good at anti-tracking, under the overbearing ‘tree path method’ of Bai Zun, there is nothing to be seen! It doesn't matter if you erase all your moving traces - because the white lords don't look at your traces.

However, this method of exploration is limited to the use of the White Supreme, and the use of others is invalid.

And... this tracking method has a small drawback.

For example, in the process of tracking the direction of the white lord in the direction of the branches, the tracked person suddenly changed direction and escaped. When the white sage is on the way and does not re-use the 'twig path method', it is likely to follow a The direction of the beginning is chasing the head, the farther and farther away.

This kind of mistake can only be corrected when the White Supreme is using the 'Tree Path Method' for the next time. When it is time, you have to turn your head and turn around and chase in the other direction, which will waste some time.

But in any case, under this terrible ‘tracking’ method, finding peas and little monks is only a matter of time!

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Sunday, July 14th, sunny

White Zun, peas, and little monks did not return.

After Yukoko went to help her, she had no news to reply.

Song Shuhang opened his own sports wristband and looked at the 3D diamond gourd tattoo on it. Then there was a women's bracelet on the side of the gourd doll tattoo.

He silently put the cover on his wrist, and these two things will be very shameful when they are seen by friends.

However, there are two things in it, White Zun and Yurouzi have their coordinate positions. At that time, even if he arrived at the resort island of the East China Sea, the white predecessors and Yurouzi could find him smoothly.

The only problem that needs to be addressed is that the aircraft needs to be shut down.

In case, when will the White Zun and Yurouzi contact him? Then just can't be contacted... What happens when the white-shoulder ‘嗖’’s one-time flying sword shoots the peas and the little monk?

Will the plane be shot?

The same is true of Yukoko. In case ‘Million Miles’ hits and hits the plane directly, it will play big.

"Before boarding the plane, if the predecessors and Yukozi have not responded to the news, they will call them and inform them first. It is absolutely necessary to avoid the above two situations." Song Shuhang secretly said.

When I was thinking about it, the cell phone phone rang.

It is the phone that Gao Moumou called.

"Book Air, still at home? Zhuge Zhongyang that guy has already drove to your home to pick you up, ready to go." Gao Moumou.

"Ready, just wait for you to pick me up." Song Shuhang smiled.

His baggage is a small backpack with tens of thousands of dollars in it, and then the invisible knife is shattered.

On the finger, wearing the bronze ring, the ‘green wind accelerating’ talisman is hanging around the neck. There is one last sword symbol and eight broken characters in the pocket. And qi and blood pills, quenched body fluids, and diarrhea.

everything's ready.

"When you are waiting downstairs in your home, you will be there soon." Gao Moumou said, and spit out: "In addition, you are not saying that there are several friends to bring, how come you will be left alone?" Don't be embarrassed, how many friends are bringing them, don't be afraid to spend money!"

"Oh, my friends just happened to have something to do, but when they get there, they may go directly to the resort island and meet us." Song Shuhang replied with a smile.

Gao Moumou said a few words with regret, he hanged the phone.

I didn't expect the last... it was my own departure.

Song Shuhang picked up his backpack and walked out of the room. Song mother, who was watching TV in the living room, called out, "Mom, I am leaving."

"Be careful on the road, if the feather girl is going to be a guest, you must take her to our house for a few days after you play well!" Song mother said.

"I wrote down." Song Shuhang waved and smiled.

But when talking about Yukoko... When Yukiko sent her over the day before, when she met her, she always felt that there was a cool feeling behind her neck, like someone blowing a cool breath behind her neck. Or what is always staring at the back of my neck, I don't know what is going on?