少妇人妻互换不带套

The title, (The Most Reliable Senior of the Nine Provinces Number One Group), that he had was not given to him in vain.

Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue had all sorts of knowledge related to cultivation, whether it was about forging magical treasures, refining medicinal pills, formations, or talisman-making.

In Sage Monarch Three Weeks’ eyes, only Sage Monarch Winter Melon didn’t seem that amazing... However, this was only relative to Tyrannical Song, White, and Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue.

Sage Monarch Winter Melon still had a very unique view with his path of defense. When it came to defending, some of his views could surprise even veteran Profound Sages.

If Sage Monarch Winter Melon had been the only new Profound Sage here, he would have been considered a genius and would have given the old Profound Sages a great shock!

Sage Monarch Three Weeks sighed, and thought, It feels like a new era of cultivation is upon us. Not only are Profound Sages emerging in batches, but all of them are monstrous geniuses.

Looking at these newly ascended Profound Sages, he suddenly felt old.

However, there was another new Profound Sage that made him feel strange. It was Profound Sage Seven Lives Talisman, who had not participated in the Profound Sages’ discussion of the Great Way from beginning to end. Sage Monarch Three Weeks still remembered that when Profound Sage Seven Lives Talisman had delivered his Profound Sage Speech, he had given a Buddhist speech that revolved around him being the supreme one under the heavens, which was quite surprising.

But now, the Profound Sage Seven Lives Talisman in front of him was like an ordinary Immortal Feast guest, quietly watching the Profound Sage discussion and occasionally holding up the teacup and taking a sip. He was not as domineering as he had been at the time.

Moreover, his cultivation base also looked very weird-sometimes it’d look as if he was at the Fifth Stage, sometimes at the Fourth Stage, sometimes at the Eighth Stage, and sometimes one would be completely unable to sense his realm.

After feeling Sage Monarch Three Weeks’ strange gaze, Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman raised his head and showed a dull smile.

When he smiled, a rune on his chest gleamed slightly.

Afterward, Sage Monarch Three Weeks sensed an ethereal aura coming from Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman.

It was the aura of a masterful monk who had attained great enlightenment.

[Everyone is empty, all beings are empty.]

Even Profound Sage Seven Lives Talisman seemed to be empty.

The black windbreaker on his body seemed to have turned into a white robe, and one could sense a kind of ‘Buddhist aura’ that couldn’t be put into words coming from him.

This Profound Sage Seven Lives Talisman... is also very unusual.

Sure enough, every one of these new Profound Sages is a monster.

Sage Monarch Three Weeks smiled back and turned his head to continue discussing the Great Way with the other Profound Sages.

Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman secretly let out a breath of relief.

As his body carried the (nobody under the heavens doesn’t know of me) effect, when he came to participate in the Immortal Feast this time, the ancestors of his family were afraid that he would make them lose face, so they paid a lot of money for a rune that could prevent that from happening.

The effect of the rune was the feeling that Sage Monarch Three Weeks experienced just now.

If it weren’t for my family having deep roots, this Immortal Feast would have been a real embarrassment, Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman said in his mind.

He didn’t expect Song Shuhang to gather the Profound Sages together to discuss the Great Way after the Immortal Feast ended.

Shuhang, this kid, makes too many things happen.

In addition...

Perhaps it was because he’d had a fair amount of immortal brew and immortal tea, and they’d been discussing for three days and three nights straight, but he had the urge to urinate.

One should not mistakenly believe that Fifth Stage practitioners would not have the urge to pee... Although Fifth Stage practitioners had no need to go to the toilet, it was because they had magical techniques that they could use to solve this problem, but this didn’t mean that they never got the urge.

Besides, for something like this, one would also have to consider what was being drunk. If they were drinking ordinary water, the Spiritual Emperor could go on for a few months without stopping. But Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman had been downing immortal brew and immortal tea for the past three days.

Anyway, it didn’t matter that much as he had a way to deal with it.

Could something as trivial as the urge to urinate really trouble a practitioner?

Even a Third Stage practitioner would have the means to deal with a matter such as this.

Otherwise, could practitioners that stayed closed up without moving for several months or years possibly exit their seclusion every time they needed to relieve themselves and close up again right after?

But having said that, it was precisely because practitioners had the means to solve this problem that people were left with the illusion that they had no need to go to the toilet in ancient times.

In the early morning of October 12th.

The Profound Sages’ discussion was finally coming to an end.

Song Shuhang secretly let out a breath of relief.

This Profound Sage discussion was really a great way of skipping past the appointed battles on October 10th.

Regardless of whether the other Profound Sages present could recall the promise of the battle that they had set on October 10th, the time had already passed, and the agreement was naturally invalid.

But there was another serious matter. Song Shuhang also felt the urge to pee. After all, he had drunk a lot of immortal brew before the discussion, and had drunk even more immortal tea for the past three days and nights. Even if he had three cores and a Fifth Stage cultivation base, he couldn’t hold it for much longer.

More importantly, Song Shuhang had not learned the means to deal with such a matter.

This was because he had never closed up, so he didn’t have the opportunity to learn such things.

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Song Shuhang felt desperate right now.

Sage Monarch White silently put away the teapot, which represented the end of the Profound Sage discussion.

The Profound Sages present were all satisfied.

Their harvest this time could only be described as ‘rich’.

“Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, when you have the chance, you should come pay me a visit. I will surely welcome you with some wine.” Sage Monarch Three Weeks stood up and waved his feather fan to bid farewell.

The gains from the Immortal Feast, the gains from the materializations of the principles of the world, the gains from the Profound Sages’ discussion of the Great Way, and many other gains had piled up on top of one another. Sage Monarch Three Weeks now needed to close up to digest these gains.

It was the same for the rest of the Sage Monarchs—they would all have to enter a long seclusion this time.

The Profound Sages left their contact information to one another, and then left the Immortal Feast venue.

On Song Shuhang’s body, the light of virtue subsided, and he disconnected from Sage Monarch Melon Eater.

He heaved a sigh of relief.

It was finally over...

After that, the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group also got up.

The fellow daoists in the group had made an appointment. After the Immortal Feast, they would go to a nearby small immortal cave that belonged to Senior Yellow Mountain to take a break.

There were several fellow daoists who urgently needed to close up. Maybe they could take the opportunity to break through a small realm.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer and Thrice Reckless Mad Saber belonged to the ranks of those who showed signs of being able to break through a small realm.

Before leaving, a Southern Eternal Sword Sect elder went over to Song Shuhang’s side, and they exchanged contact information.

The Southern Eternal Sword Sect was planning on preparing a big gift for Song Shuhang.

What they owed him had been getting bigger and bigger.

As such, the Southern Eternal Sword Sect needed some time to prepare the gift.

At Senior Yellow Mountain’s immortal cave.

Song Shuhang had finally gotten a chance to solve his problem.

Several fellow daoists who showed signs of making a breakthrough entered a room with sufficient spiritual energy for their seclusion under Senior Yellow Mountain’s arrangements.

However, the immortal cave wasn’t that big. When closing up, one would need to bring their own spirit stones and arrange formations to enhance the spiritual energy.

The fellow daoists that felt like they weren’t going to make any breakthroughs went to soak in a hot spring, and then decided to get together and rest in a large guest room.

Although they said that they were going to rest, it was actually everyone getting together again so that they could talk about their harvest and the experiences they gained during this ‘Immortal Feast’.

Senior White and Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue were responsible for presiding over this meeting, and were responsible for solving the problems and doubts of the fellow daoists.

It was only Song Shuhang, who was mentally exhausted, that went to look for a quiet place in the room and fell asleep soon after-during the period when he had been connected to Sage Monarch Melon Eater, Song Shuhang’s mental energy had been greatly consumed.

Fortunately, there were all kinds of immortal tea supplements that helped him last until the end.

After the fellow daoists in the group began to talk, Su Clan’s Seven went to sit next to Song Shuhang.

He wanted to talk to Song Shuhang about Sixteen, but he had just sat down when Song Shuhang hugged the quilt and fell asleep.

“...” Su Clan’s Seven.

“Little friend Shuhang should be very tired. During the Profound Sage Speech this time, he should have gotten some external help.” Senior White took out his own tea set and started to make tea.

This time, it was only ordinary Spirit Green Tea.

“Whom did Shuhang get external help from?” Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue was a little confused.

When Shuhang had been speaking, his insights, perspectives, and arguments all had an unfathomable taste, which vaguely touched upon the Immortal Realm.

Senior White said, “If I guessed correctly, it should’ve been Sage Monarch Melon Eater. Maybe not everyone is familiar with him, but everyone has made contact with him.”

Some fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group who didn’t know the truth looked confused.

The little Senior White chuckled, and said, “Because everyone has eaten him.”

“The whale sage feast?” The fellow daoists understood immediately.

Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue smiled bitterly, and said, “I’m suddenly getting a weird feeling.”

The mysterious sword sage sighed quietly. “I really envy little friend Shuhang.” During this Immortal Feast, the most dazzling fellow daoist was definitely Tyrannical Song. Whether it was his entrance, the restoration of the secret realm, or the Profound Sage discussion about the Great Way, the mysterious sword sage felt very envious.

At this time, Song Shuhang suddenly began to talk in his sleep. “It’s over, it’s over... I’ve been absent again. How many classes have I missed?”

“...” The mysterious sword sage.

“Studying hard is a good habit,” True Monarch Eternal Fire said and smiled. He admired Song Shuhang, a young man who loved learning.

Su Clan’s Seven said, “I will bring little friend Song Shuhang somewhere else so that he can have a good rest.”

True Monarch Yellow Mountain said, “I’ll lead the way.”

Su Clan’s Seven said, “I’ll be troubling Senior Yellow Mountain to do so.”

Senior Yellow Mountain smiled slightly.

Then, he and Seven took Song Shuhang and left the room.

Song Shuhang was taken away, but this did not affect the discussion among the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

Senior White and Senior Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue presided over the discussion, and everyone expressed their thoughts and doubts.

“Boom-“

Suddenly, the sound of an explosion came from somewhere far away. “What’s that sound?”

“It seems to have come from the direction where Seven and Senior Yellow Mountain left...”

“I can smell blood.” The little Senior White frowned. He got up and went over to where the explosion came from.