Song Shuhang looked at the bodies of the four immortals, but did not find the golden body that was "glazed glass, thorough inside and outside". Originally, he was still wondering if he had the chance to see the body of the scholar of Glazed glass.

"These four are the bodies of the Confucian thirteen Tribulation Immortals?" Song Shuhang squinted his eyes and looked at Sister Bailong.

Sister Bailong shook her head: "Thirteen Tribulation Immortals, I only recognize one or two of them."

"I only barely know one of them." Song Shuhangdao.

There is no way, at this time, there is only one who can summon the Fairy of Creation. Although it may make her sad when she sees things.

"Come out, Fairy of Creation!" Song Shuhang shouted.

After a while.

No movement.

The Fairy of Creation resisted to appear.

Pills, how to inspect the goods?

I would have known that I should have brought a Confucian person over here.

"Don't worry, you can't believe my character?" The Emperor of Heaven folded his legs, held his cheek with one hand, and said with a smile.

Song Shuhang blinked very seriously.

You have a criminal record.

Then, his long hair curled up and turned into an arm, touching the four golden bodies of the Tribulation Immortals.

Although it is not a real arm, it can still be used as long as he actively activates the "identification secret method".

Moreover, do he need to identify the detailed content?

He only has one certain information - that is, the four-tribulation immortal golden bodies, are they the Confucian thirteen-tribulation immortals?

Just know 'yes' or 'no'.

The price you need to pay will not be very high.

Identification secret method activation.

The next moment, several shallow wounds appeared out of thin air on Song Shuhang's cheek.

A little blood beads oozed out of the wound, but they healed quickly.

Su Shiliu took out a fragrant parfait and gently wiped the blood beads from Song Shuhang's face.

The results of the identification came to Song Shuhang's mind.

[Confucian thirteen catastrophes immortal golden body] ×4.

Under Song Shuhang's control, the identification information did not go further - mainly because he only had a head left, had a small amount of blood, and could not use the secret method of identifying large traffic.

In the past, if the cost of identifying the entire body's blood spray level was concentrated on the head, his head would be instantly drained.

Unless he uses smoke incarnation.

But now his neck is connected to the "core world" lively fountain, and it does not reduce pain.

Once the smoke is used, the neck will be pulled out. If the "Living Spring" is gone, the severe pain of losing the body will make Song Shuhang burst into tears in an instant, and the pain will be even greater and unprofitable.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at Song Shuhang silently.

Her face remained calm.

But her heart was not as calm as it seemed.

What Song Shuhang just used...is indeed a secret technique involving time.

Moreover, by carefully sensing, she could vaguely sense that Song Shuhang's "Secret Art of Time" and her "The Way of Time" came from the same source.

"It's OK to be sure the goods are fine." Song Shuhang nodded.

He looked at the Emperor of Heaven in confusion - if the goods are fine, why would she feel guilty?

Then, Song Shuhang used the "Hair Palm" to collect the four Confucian Immortal Golden Bodies into the core world. Then, with a thought, he transferred all the "Ancient Heavenly Fragments" that Confucian later gave him, except for the "Inner Demon Cave" and the "Grain Hall".

Every "Sky Fragment" was reduced to a spherical size by Buddhist magical powers.

A large number of fragments of the heavenly court fell in front of the Emperor of Heaven.

Song Shuhangdao: "Confucian goods are here, please accept them by Emperor Tian."

The Emperor of Heaven glanced at it, nodded silently, and said, "It's true that they are all fragments of the Heavenly Court, and the number is similar."

She had obviously investigated Confucianism for a long time and knew the number of "ancient heavenly fragments" brought by Confucianism.

The number of pieces she had quietly taken away before was basically not much different.

"Then, the transaction is completed." Song Shuhang clasped his fists with his hair and said, "Goodbye!"

"Senior Song, don't rush to leave." The Emperor of Heaven swapped his legs up and down, and she continued to smile: "I haven't given you my reward yet, don't you want it?"

"I almost forgot." Song Shuhang said with a dry smile.

The Emperor of Heaven snapped his fingers.

A pot appeared in front of Song Shuhang.

It was a body like a wood carving, emulsifying eyes and umbilical mouth. There were green leaves growing on it, and there should have been fruits, but it looked like it had been picked.

"It looks like a work of art." Su Shishijiu commented.

Such a delicate and natural body is easier to accept.

Otherwise, if Song Shuhang changed his muscles and body, the style of painting would be uncomfortable.

"Can I use it just by putting my head on?" Song Shuhang asked.

Emperor Tian smiled slightly: "How to use it? Senior Song, you have to think about it yourself. If you want me to give me instructions for use, you have to pay."

Song Shuhang shook his head repeatedly - just let it go.

He stretched out his hair and hand and transferred the wood carving body to his core world.

"Then this time, the real deal is completed. We are destined to see you again." Song Shuhang said with his fists again.

Su Shiliu picked up his head, flew away from the Immortal Boat Palace with his sword.

After a moment.

The Emperor of Heaven stood up from the throne and came to the side of those "Shadows of Heaven".

She bent down and picked up a piece of debris and slapped it on it.

The light curtain of the "Buddhist magical power" outside the fragment of the Heavenly Court disappeared, and the volume of the fragment began to skyrocket.

The Emperor of Heaven reached out and pressed the fragment, as if he wanted to draw something from it.

But after a moment, she frowned slightly.

In my hand, the fragments of the Heavenly Court are getting bigger and bigger.

The Emperor of Heaven reached out and patted it, and the fragments of the Heavenly Court disappeared... This was directly teleported to the "Ancient Heavenly Court" she reconstructed, and was installed on the puzzle where it belonged.

[As time passes, some of the Taoist aggregates in the "Shadows of Heavenly Court" have disappeared.] The Emperor of Heaven sighed in his heart.

Then she picked up the second 'Heavenly Fragment' and repeated the above process.

Crushed.

frown.

The fragments of the heaven become larger.

Then she transferred the fragments of the Heavenly Court with one palm.

[Coincidence?] The Emperor of Heaven said in his heart.

Then, she picked up the third one…the fourth one.

Repeat the above steps.

After the fourth one, a smile appeared on the corner of Emperor Tian’s mouth that was indescribable.

One, two, or even three can be coincidental.

But when there were four or even the fifth one, it was impossible to be a coincidence, someone tampered with the fragments of her heaven.

She was actually cheated.

Interesting, interesting.

To be honest, she doesn't hate this feeling, she just likes this kind of plot of God-drafting.

Such a plot will make her more fun.

"Senior Song." The Emperor of Heaven looked up and looked at Song Shuhang who had already flown outside the Xianzhou Palace.

Her voice rang directly in Song Shuhang's ears: "Can you explain why there is one thing missing in my 'Shadows of Heaven'?"

"Is Confucianism doing the trick? Or are Song, senior, you are doing something bad in secret?" The voice of the Emperor of Heaven was hidden in the soft knife.

[Nothing missing?] Song Shuhang didn't even have to think about it, and immediately thought of a possibility.

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Chapter completed!