Mr. Xian Gong's face turned redder because of excitement. He divided twenty "Dragon Magic Potions" from the cloth bag, put them in another small cloth bag, and handed them to Song Shuhang after several twists and turns, the Dragon Magic Potion was finally made.

Song Shuhang took the small cloth bag: "Senior Xian Gong, can you just drink this 'Dragon Magic Potion' directly?"

"Just drink it directly, but before drinking it, I suggest you better practice the body refining technique first so that the qi and blood in your body can be stretched out. After drinking this way, you can absorb the effect of the 'Dragon Magic Potion' more quickly." Mr. Xian Gong held his pipe in his mouth and sprayed out a ray of white smoke, proposing.

"Then do I need to dilute the medicine liquid before taking it?" Song Shuhang asked again. The Dragon Magic potion is of high level and strong medicine. He is worried that if he takes it directly, he will be in danger of dying from his body?

Mr. Xian Gong smiled and said, "Don't worry, the dragon magic potion is different from other pills, and the medicinal properties are not so domineering. When you take it, you don't need to dilute it, just reduce the amount you take. If I take it, you have to take about three "dragon magic potion" at a time, and you can continue to take it after the medicine is completely absorbed. And if you want, a "dragon magic potion" will be divided into ten times."

"I understand, thank you senior." Song Shuhang nodded. He took out a 'Dragon Magic Potion' and put the rest in an inch-shrinkable bag.

"So Senior Xian Gong, I will move my body now and take the Dragon Magic Potion!" Shuhang couldn't wait to say that as long as the physical fitness improves, he can solve the problem of excessive mental power. At that time, he will no longer have to bear the pain of "a little hammer hitting his head".

Therefore, the earlier you take this dragon potion, the better!

"Then I will protect the Dharma for you." Mr. Xian nodded and said.

This dragon magic potion is extracted from the essence and blood of the "mutated dragon magic potion" as medicine. Although the pharmacist said that the "dragon magic potion" configured is absolutely fine, Mr. Xian Gong always feels that it is better to have someone to protect the Dharma when taking this potion, just in case.

Song Shuhang: "Okay, thank you senior."

...

...

After a moment.

Song Shuhang, Yu Jiaojiao and Mr. Xian Gong came to the open space behind the room. The open space was large enough for Song Shuhang to stretch his muscles and bones.

Song Shuhang took a deep breath and first used the "Vajra Basic Boxing". This set of boxing is the enlightenment boxing technique of his path of cultivation, and it has become a great realm.

With Song Shuhang's current level, when he uses this set of basic boxing techniques, there will be no sense of heaviness. Every move and every move are like flowing water, and it is easy to freely paint.

After "The Basic Vajra Boxing", he used "The Basic Vajra Boxing" again, repeatedly.

After one round after another, Shuhang's blood and blood were weakened and his whole body was adjusted to the best.

"It's OK." Song Shuhang said in his heart.

At this time, Mr. Xian Gong spoke at the same time: "My friend Shuhang, it's almost done."

Song Shuhang stopped practicing boxing, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then took out the "Dragon Magic Potion" from his arms.

Beside him, Yu Jiaojiao handed a small cup: "One-tenth of the portion, don't drink too much."

"Thank you." Song Shuhang laughed, took the small cup, and poured out one-tenth of the medicine liquid from the "Dragon Magic Potion".

After putting away the "Dragon Magic Potion", Shuhang raised his glass and drank the medicine in it.

It's sweet and a little apple flavor, just like drinking regular juice.

Then, Song Shuhang closed his eyes and ran the "True Self Meditation Sutra" monks in the meditation state, which could more effectively absorb the medicinal power of the elixir.

About three minutes later...

Song Shuhang opened his eyes in confusion: "It's weird!"

After drinking the Dragon Magic Potion for so long, why didn’t the body react at all? There was no feeling of the hot medicine power surge, nor the feeling of coolness filling the whole body.

Could it be that I drink too little?

On the one hand, Mr. Xian Gong, who was paying attention to him, also asked in confusion: "Are you, Mr. Shuhang, you drink too little?"

"Why, I'll try drinking it?" Song Shuhang asked. He stood up, reached into his arms, and prepared to take out the 'Dragon Magic Potion' and drink a little more.

But just as he stood up, suddenly, Song Shuhang felt a little bitter in his mouth, and then his tongue began to numb.

Shuhang subconsciously opened his mouth, which was the same as the reaction of a person who subconsciously opened his mouth and inhaled after eating super spicy food.

"Huh? Have you reacted?" Mr. Xian Gong's eyes lit up and he asked.

Song Shuhang was about to answer... But when he spoke, he felt something spurted out of his mouth and it was silk thread!

A white silk thread spewed out of Song Shuhang's mouth.

Spider-Man spits out silk from his hands, but Song Shuhang spits out silk from his mouth.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Yu Jiaojiao: "..."

Mr. Xian Gong: "..." What's going on? I've never heard of it. People who drink dragon potions will spin silk?

"Is it the impurities in the body that were extracted by the dragon magic potion and turned into silk threads and spit out from the mouth?" Mr. Xian guessed.

Song Shuhang shook his head and could feel that these threads were not impurities in his body.

However, when he wanted to speak again, the sound had not yet come out of his throat, and a longer thread spewed out of his mouth.

The silk thread sprays faster and faster.

Later, as Song Shuhang breathed, the silk threads in his mouth kept spitting out... The silk threads became longer and longer. In a blink of an eye, Shuhang had already spitted out nearly three meters of silk threads.

I am going to become a spring silkworm? Song Shuhang smiled bitterly.

Yu Jiao blinked and asked, "Shuhang, what do you feel? Answer by sending the message to the secret."

Song Shuhang nodded and answered secretly with group voice transmission: "I feel that my mouth is very bitter, spicy, and numb. I subconsciously opened my mouth. As soon as I opened my mouth, the silk thread kept spitting out, and it was impossible to stop."

Mr. Xian Gong frowned: "That's it? No other feeling? Do you feel that your physique has become stronger? Or your strength has become greater?"

This dragon potion... won't fail, right?

"The physique seems to have been strengthened a little, but not much. But I can feel the medicinal power of the 'Dragon Magic Potion', and now it has begun to integrate into my body." Song Shuhang replied: "In addition... I have a strange impulse now."

Yu Jiaojiao: "Strange impulse? What impulse?"

"I want to... make a cocoon?" Song Shuhang replied in disbelief, but he had such an impulse in his mind now. He wanted to use the silk spit out of his mouth to form a cocoon and wrap himself in it.

Yu Jiaojiao: "..."

Mr. Xian Gong: “…”

"What should I do? The more silk threads are spitting more and more." Song Shuhang said voice-transmitted. In a few words, a small pile of silk threads in front of him were about ten meters long.

Yu Jiaojiao: "How about you try to make a cocoon?"

Mr. Xian Gong thought about it and agreed: "My friend Shuhang can try it. We all know that after the insects form cocoons, they can undergo a transformation. Maybe after you make a cocoon, you can complete a transformation when you make a cocoon! "My friend Shuhang, you can also complete a transformation when you make a cocoon!"

Song Shuhang: "..."

What Mr. Xian said was very reasonable, and he could not refute it at all.

So, try making a cocoon?

So, when the question arises, how to build a cocoon?

As a great young man in China in the 21st century, he received nine-year compulsory education since childhood, followed by three years of high school and one year of college... He studied astronomy, geography, mathematics, biology, physics, Chinese, foreign languages, history, chemistry, machinery, music, art, sports, ideology and morality... and so on, various subjects!

He has a huge amount of complex knowledge, and some of them have never even had the chance to use them in his entire life.

This massive amount of knowledge is the precious legacy of human ancestors.

However, no subject can tell him how a ‘person’ can form a cocoon like a bug!

The silk thread in his mouth was still spitting out, and Song Shuhang stood motionless.

Yu Jiaojiao urged: "Shuhang, don't stay still. Try to make cocoons!"

Mr. Xian Gong: "My friend Shuhang, please feel free to build cocoons. I will protect you with the Dharma, and there will be no problems! If you are in danger of life, I can interrupt the process of forming cocoons as soon as possible."

"..." Song Shuhang shook his head and asked in a voice transmission: "Jiaojiao, Senior Xian Gong, who can tell me how to build cocoons if humans want to build cocoons?"

Yu Jiaojiao ended Xian Gong layman: "..."

Then, Yu Jiaojiao said: "Although I am a mixed blood of dragons and mermaids, I don't form cocoons."

Mr. Xian Gong sprayed a mouthful of smoke: "I am a pure human monk and I don't have a cocoon."

At the critical moment, neither Jiaojiao nor the lay Buddhist could provide help.

Song Shuhang sighed again, and then he took out his cell phone.

The silk thread in his mouth was still spitting out. Shuhang opened the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group' on his mobile phone and entered the message

Jiuzhou No. 1 Group

Vajra Gentleman Knife: "Are there any seniors in the group online? Please ask: Does anyone know how to tie a cocoon if humans want to 'create cocoons'? They are spinning silk, waiting online, it's very urgent!"

The first person to reply was indeed the Beihe Sanren.

Beihe Sanren: "My friend Shuhang, I'm sorry, as a pure human monk, I don't know how to cocoons humans need to "make cocoons". ps: I feel that pure humans do not know how to sprinkle silk. ps: Regarding cocoons, you can ask the demon monks in the group."

Mr. Mie Feng: "My fellow Taoist in Beihe is such a bad word. As a pure demon cultivator, I don't know how humans should 'form cocoons'. I feel that my friend Shuhang should ask the 'insect' monks."

Master of Snow Wolf Cave: "Young Master Destroying Feng."

Jiaoba Zhenjun: "Young Master Destroying Feng +1."

Master of Qisheng Fu Mansion: "Are there any 'worm' demon cultivator in our group?"
Chapter completed!