True Lord Henghuo: "..."

After a while, the True Lord replied: "Okay, our Confucianism did get fragments of the Heavenly Court related to the Beast God Division back then. However, it has no research value."

"Why?" Song Shuhang said curiously.

The True Lord of Henghuo said melancholy: "The fragments we have obtained are the super giant septic tanks of the Beast God Division."

Song Shuhang: "..."

It turned out to be a septic tank.

Yes, there must be some cultivators in the ancient heaven who have insufficient cultivation and have not yet reached the realm of fasting. Therefore, it is not surprising that things like septic tanks exist.

Perhaps in the imagination of ordinary people, fairies and gods must not have to be big-name. However, in fact, some members of the ancient heaven who are not strong enough will definitely have 'people with three urgent needs'.

At this time, the True Lord Henghuo said again: "That thing is a giant septic tank that deals with the excrement of spiritual beasts. It's simply a scam. Those guys from the Beast God Division have pitiments and build the septic tank more gorgeous than a palace. At that time, our Confucianism spent a huge price to seize this fragment of the heavenly court from the hands of the Green Demon Sect, and as soon as they rushed into the palace, they were all shit."

The True Lord also saw this past record from the Confucian records. It is conceivable how desperate and disheartening the Confucian predecessors who rushed into the septic tank palace were?

"Is there no research value?" Song Shuhang asked.

"There is no...the fragment is still preserved now. If you are really interested, I will take you to see it." said the True Lord of Henghuo.

Song Shuhang: "Thank you, senior, apart from this, is there no other Confucianism related to the Beast God Division?"

He still decided to go and see the septic tank built like a luxurious palace... Anyway, he wanted to go and see the places related to the Beast God Department. What if something really is hidden inside? It really doesn't work. He can also use the "secret method of identification" to identify it, and he might be able to identify something.

"There is no more. Apart from that palace-shaped septic tank, there is nothing related to the Beast God Division. The Beast God Division was not a big force in the Ancient Heavenly Court, and the area was not very large. But their location was the worst hit area when the Ancient Heavenly Court collapsed. I am afraid that the territory of the Beast God Division would have been completely destroyed." said the True Lord of Henghuo.

"Thank you, senior." Song Shuhang replied.

"You don't have to be polite with your friend Shuhang." Zhenjun Henghuo replied with a smile.

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After putting away his phone, Song Shuhang looked at the time. It was almost seven o'clock in the morning. At this point, the big box containing the fox demon was about to be unsealed, right?

Today is September 13th, Mid-Autumn Festival, and there will be a small holiday starting today.

After Gao and the others get up today, they will go home to celebrate the festival. In fact, when class ended last night, many students came home. Gao and his friends wanted to get together to have a good chat at night, so they chose to spend another night in the dormitory.

It was still early for Song Shuhang to see it, and he was thinking in his heart whether to go back to the pharmacist building first.

While thinking, he came to the kitchen and boiled water to make tea.

At this time, in his inch-shrinkable bag, Cong Niang's voice came from: "Well, the surname Song... I want to take a leave, can I?"

"Please leave?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.

"Yes, I want to ask you to give me two weeks... No, it's better to have a one-month holiday." Cong Niang said seriously.

Song Shuhang: "Aren't you resting every day?"

"You understand what I mean. I want to come out of the inch-shrinkable bag and leave for a while." said Cong Niang.

Song Shuhang smiled and said, "Do you think it's possible?"

The enlightenment stone is extremely important to him, because he carries the enlightenment stone with him, and practices twice the result with half the effort, especially when practicing martial arts, he can learn it once.

Cong Niang had always wanted to escape with the enlightenment stone. Before she could not move her away from the enlightenment stone, Song Shuhang did not dare to let Cong Niang leave his sight. With Cong Niang's desire for freedom, once she left Song Shuhang, she would never come back.

"No matter how much I say you and I have been together for several months. Can you give me some trust?" said Cong Niang.

Song Shuhang: "Haha."

"What about you dead wood, where is the trust between people?" Cong Niang gritted her teeth.

Song Shuhang: "Haha."

There can be trust between people, but Cong Niang is not human.

"Ha sister! Do you agree?" Cong Niang was angry.

"What do you want to take leave?" Song Shuhang asked suddenly.

Cong Niang was silent for a moment, then replied: "I suddenly dreamed yesterday and dreamed of something that happened a long time ago."

"What's the matter?" Song Shuhang raised his eyebrows. He was dreaming of the Onion Girl.

It was a memory that was unbearable to look back on... In his dream, he turned into a green onion, and experienced extremely boring, boring and boring years in the wind and sun. For more than two hundred years, he almost drove him crazy.

[If I were a green onion, I would choose to break my green onion waist - commit suicide, because it was too boring!] This is the true portrayal of Song Shuhang's psychology. During this period, he wished that a little rabbit would come and eat the green onion so that the hundreds of years of boring green onion...

However, thanks to this dream-wrenching experience that can drive people crazy and torture people, Song Shuhang's Taoist heart was extremely tenacious. In the later period, his cultivation level was a thousand miles a day, but there was never any problem with the Taoist heart, which was inseparable from the "Singsheng" for more than two hundred years.

"I dreamed of what I was when I was a child. A pair of warm big hands grabbed me. The big hand was so wide and very warm that I didn't want to leave him. Then, I was taken to an extremely high mountain with a piece of wood next to it and a clear stream." Cong Niang said while recalling.

Song Shuhang: "..." It turned out to be this memory. This was a scene when "Master Chi Xiaozi" planted Cong Niang, and he also experienced it.

"Later, the master of the big hand planted me on the mountain. He said to me: [Come on, grow up, even the most ordinary green onion will have an unlimited future. I really want to see how far you will grow in the future. This is exactly the scene I want to see the most.] Then he said to me: [Remember the place of birth, remember firmly, and don't forget to die... because your roots are here.] His voice is like the thunder in the nine heavens, and every sentence is accompanied by the sound of the great way. I don't know why I dreamed of this scene, but after dreaming, the words of the master of the voice were engraved in my mind, and every word was extremely clear." Cong Niang said slowly.

Song Shuhang nodded, yes, when he was dreaming about Cong Niang's memory, he also heard Taoist Master Chi Xiaozi say these two sentences.

"After waking up, a voice in my heart told me that I was going to go to the place where I was planted. This is very important! My roots are there. The place where I was planted back then, there are extremely important things waiting for me." Cong Niang said seriously.

Song Shuhang: "So that's it, I understand."

"So, have you allowed me to take leave?" Cong Niang said happily.

Song Shuhang: "Haha."

"Haha, will you succeed?" Cong Niang said angrily.

After thinking about it, Song Shuhang said, "Is the place you are going far away?"

"Far, I have viewed the map with your mobile phone, and I have to cross half of China." Cong Niang said, adding: "In addition, I have prepared for this long trip for a long time. I also used your online shopping account to buy a lot of things. There are windbreaker clothes, mountain climbing clothes, food, drinks, and some jungle adventure equipment, all sent to the pharmacist building, and they will arrive this morning at the latest."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Damn, the password of my new phone was broken by Cong Niang again? As for how much money Cong Niang spent, Song Shuhang didn't care. He was also a monk. For him, money was like dirt... Oh, he was still short of money now!

He is different from other bigwigs in the "Jiuzhou No. 1 Group". Although he is in the fourth level, his practice time is still short and he has not yet had time to establish his own money-making channel.

"Look, I have been so hard to prepare. Let me take a vacation? I promise that I will be back at most two months. In fact, I can't live without you now. It's really not a stingy thing. After all, I don't have to worry about my own cultivation resources when I stay by your side. I can often listen to the great masters' teachings, and the opportunities are rich and diverse." Cong Niang promised.

"Then if I let you go, do you want it?" Song Shuhangdao.

Cong Niang: "If you want it, of course you want it!"

Song Shuhang: "Haha."

Onion: “…”

Song Shuhang: "Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, I'll have a short holiday. Today I'll arrange it, and then I'll take you to the mountain where you were born. Taoist Chi Xiaozi planted you and told you not to forget the 'land of growth'. There must be a reason. Maybe there is an opportunity he left to you."

"Master Chi Xiaozi? Are you talking about the owner of the warm big hand that I planted?" asked Cong Niang.

Song Shuhang nodded: "Yes."

"How do you know that the Taoist Master Chi Xiaozi planted me?" Cong Niang suddenly asked, "From beginning to end, I have never mentioned the appearance of the warm big-handed master who planted me, right? How did you infer his identity?"

This silly onion is sometimes quite smart.

"This is a secret." Song Shuhang smiled.

Cong Niang suddenly became anxious: "Have you done something terrible to me? You didn't even let Cong go?"

Song Shuhang's face froze: "Do you want to go to the place where you grow? If you don't want it, forget it. If you want to go, shut up."

"Free speech, I want the right to speak!" Cong Niang's face turned red.

Song Shuhang: "Even I don't have the right to freedom of speech, do you still want it?"

Nowadays, when you say the wrong thing, you may be checked at the door, or even send express delivery or water to the door.

"Stop talking. In the afternoon, I will take you over to see your birthplace, and have a good rest and replenish your energy. Do you want to have some breakfast?" Song Shuhang asked.
Chapter completed!