Chapter 183: Have I Traveled Through Time?

"If the cold frost started to appear on the little girl's body, I could have rescued her. But now, unless I cultivate to the point where I can show myself as a saint in front of others and become an eighth-level saint, there is no way I can save her." The Snow Wolf Cave Master said sincerely. .

In addition to the Snow Wolf Cave Master, there are other people in the group who practice ice spells, but they are not majoring in them. The only one who specializes in ice-type exercises is the Snow Wolf Cave Master. He is the ice-type authority of this group.

"Then what is the principle of that cold air? Is there something wrong with any organ in the body?" Song Shuhang asked tentatively. If the problem cannot be solved by magic, how about integrating technology? Samsung Fire Control Fan is a combination of technology and cultivation.

"Little friend Shuhang, you want to have an operation to replace her organs, right? It's useless. Ice has formed on her body. The cold air has invaded every corner of her body, and may even affect her soul. You Is it possible to replace her entire body and soul?" The Snow Wolf Cave Master ruthlessly shattered Song Shuhang's fantasy.

"Ah, what a sad story." Song Shuhang sighed - Senior Li Tiansu, don't blame me? There is nothing I can do! Your spirit in heaven can't turn into a resentful ghost and come to me?

As a good person, he also has more than enough to do.

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Breakfast is a meal carefully prepared by the young master Kong Kong Piantang.

Today she is still smiling cheerfully, but she has regained her energy slightly compared to yesterday.

Song Shuhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If this girl really became dementia, it would be difficult for him to deal with her, and he couldn't really let her be a cook for the rest of her life.

Before Song Shuhang left, he waved to Doudou and Senior Bai: "I'm leaving, Doudou, don't cause trouble!"

Doudou rolled his eyes, then turned to Venerable Bai and said, "Senior Bai, Song Shuhang is 'pointing at mulberry and scolding huai'. He is obviously telling me not to cause trouble, but in fact he should be saying this to you."

Venerable Bai laughed dryly.

Song Shuhang's waving hand froze - Doudou, what are you talking about? It’s okay if everyone knows some things, but how bad will it be if you say them? !

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In Jiangnan University Town, the final exam begins.

It’s about the diploma,

The graduation certificate from Jiangnan University Town is still very valuable. Every student must strive for it.

Before the exam, Song Shuhang was also a little nervous.

Because in the past, every time before the exam, he would review his homework desperately. But last night, he climbed into bed early and went to sleep. The rhythm was wrong, which made him feel guilty.

When the test paper was handed out, Song Shuhang wrote quickly, brushing and brushing...

Before I knew it, I had completed the entire test paper.

"Why does it feel so simple?" Song Shuhang thought to himself. He raised his head and looked around. All the students were still struggling to answer the questions.

The only sound in the entire examination room was the rustle of pen and paper. He looked up at the clock at the top of the classroom again - Oh my god, it's only been three minutes.

How fast can I finish answering a full test paper in three minutes?

What to do now? Does the exam take at least half an hour to hand in?

After a while, Song Shuhang secretly sighed. He held the pen as if writing, and then began to practice the "True Self Meditation Sutra" with his eyes closed. Life is short, don’t waste time when you can cultivate.

Speaking of the "True Self Meditation Sutra", with the opening of his heart and eyes, and the contract between spirits and ghosts, the image of the 'True Self' in the sea of ​​consciousness has changed.

However, my true self did not become more "fairy", but instead evolved in a weird direction.

In the consciousness space, I saw my true self with a serious face and no clothes on my upper body, revealing muscles as clear as marble. Then...the hair seems to be getting shorter?

Something is wrong, I am a person who loves reading, and I have always admired the dashing monk who can fly across the world with flying swords. But why is the image of my true self getting more and more wrong?

Is it because I haven’t read too much recently, and I’ve lost a bit of a bookish atmosphere? I have decided that after the exam today, I will go to the bookstore to read some books. I haven’t rented a bookstore there for a long time...

Song Shuhang thought to himself.

It took just over half an hour to practice the "True Self Meditation Sutra".

Song Shuhang stood up, handed in the test paper, and left the examination room leisurely.

Behind him, the female teacher who was invigilating the exam frowned and looked at Song Shuhang, then looked at the answers on Song Shuhang's test paper and fell into deep thought.

She had an impression of this candidate... because he had remained in the same posture since shortly after the papers were distributed.

While she was going around in circles to invigilate the exam, she saw the candidate dozing off with his eyes closed.

When were the answers on the test paper written?

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In the afternoon College English test, Song Shuhang gained experience and answered the questions slowly. He waited until half an hour to complete the exam and handed in the paper. This time, he did not attract the teacher's attention again.

He went to several other classrooms and found that Yangde, Gao Moumou and Tubo were all still struggling and showed no sign of coming out.

"Forget it, let's go check out the rental bookstore." Song Shuhang secretly thought.

I found the familiar rental bookstore with ease.

It’s still this road; it’s still this store; it’s still the familiar gentle and beautiful landlady from the south of the Yangtze River.

Although it was only a month since he came here, Song Shuhang felt as if he had been away for a century. Have you experienced too many things in the past month?

After entering the rental bookstore, Song Shuhang felt like a fish in water. He quickly found a few information books related to "airplanes" and squatted in the corner of the bookshelf to start reading.

I'm going to learn to fly with Senior Bai in a while. Although Senior Bai has a foundation in 'Sword Flying', it's good to have more knowledge.

At the door of the rental bookstore, the beautiful proprietress raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Song Shuhang - why is this young man who is reading books here again? Isn’t it time for the exam in Jiangnan University Town today? He's not worried about test scores?

She knew that Jiangnan University City would give students a free return ticket after taking two make-up exams and three critical subjects. Or is this young man sure of victory?

But come to think of it, has this young man grown a lot taller? The whole person looks slimmer, and the chubby look a month ago is gone. The whole figure has smooth lines that are pleasing to the eye, just like a model.

Have you become much more handsome? The beautiful landlady thought to herself, and then she lowered her head to read her book again...

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Time flies, and it’s evening time in a blink of an eye.

"So fast?" Song Shuhang hurriedly picked out two books, went through the book rental procedures at the landlady's place, and went back leisurely.

Returning to the pharmacist's building, Song Shuhang inserted the key to open the door, stepped in, and closed the door behind him.

Then, when he turned around...fuck, what's going on?

What appeared in front of him was an endless desert. There was no grass growing on the ground, only yellow sand.

Am I dazzled? Or an illusion?

Song Shuhang quickly squatted down and scratched on the ground - it was really yellow sand, and he could feel the fine sand flowing between his fingers! It’s not an illusion, it’s a real desert!

Did Senior Bai do something? Song Shuhang's first thought was this. It was completely normal to think like this.

"Senior Bai, Doudou! Are you there?" Song Shuhang shouted.

But there was no movement at all except his own echo.

After a while.

Song Shuhang rubbed his brows, wasn't it the fault of Senior Bai and Doudou?

——Then what's going on right now? I was transported by space and suddenly thrown into the desert?

Or have I... traveled through time?

Song Shuhang has now become very easy to accept this kind of 'supernatural' phenomenon. Even cultivators have truly appeared in his life, so traveling through time and space is not impossible.

However, most of the protagonists in various famous novels were depressed before traveling through time, and then were suddenly struck by lightning, electrocuted, or hit by meteorites, and then died in various ways before traveling through time.

But I, Song Shuhang, am a young college student, studying at a good university in Jiangnan University Town. You have just come into contact with the real world of ‘cultivation’ in your life, and it is just when you are about to start a magnificent life, why do you want to travel through time?

Moreover, he only opened the pharmacist's building and entered the courtyard from beginning to end? He wasn't struck by lightning or hit by a meteorite.

You have to go through every door, what kind of fuss is this?

I'm not planning to travel through time... No, I want to go back!

Song Shuhang turned around, wanting to see if the door he came in through was still there. But when I turned around, I saw the endless desert as before, with no trace of the gate.

Is this a way to kill him?

What should we do now?

Song Shuhang felt that it was great that his heart was so big now, and he could still remain calm now.

"First of all, I need to confirm whether I was 'space teleported' to the desert? Or did I travel from another dimension to some magical world? If it was just 'space teleport', there would be no problem. If it was a different dimension, Dimension travel is a big problem." Song Shuhang murmured.

Then he took out his cell phone.

If there is still a signal, it means you are still on Earth! If there is no signal...

He took out his cell phone and saw that there was no signal at all.

"Don't be nervous, calm down. Maybe it's because this is a desert and the signal is not good. According to my experience from reading so many novels, if you travel to another world, there will definitely be two or three moons in the sky. It's still early, When the sky gets darker... Oh, where is the sky?" When Song Shuhang raised his head, he found that the sky was bare, without blue sky or white clouds. There is only one layer of something like a black hole that is constantly spinning.

Is it really possible to travel to a different world where even the laws of physics have changed?

So, what should I do after traveling to another world?

Song Shuhang opened his cell phone and flipped through it. At this moment, he regretted so much that he had deleted all the "Alien Travel" novels saved in his cell phone.

Otherwise, maybe you can also take a look. Is there any protagonist who has traveled to the desert like him? How can he renew himself, then rise up and dominate the other world step by step?

"Calm down and don't lose your mind. First, you must find a way to survive in the desert." Song Shuhang secretly thought.

But...just calm down!

Time travel!

It wasn't a dream, he really traveled through time. And he was thrown into a barren desert!