Chapter 108: Hymn of the Elves



Song Luo couldn't help but be dumbfounded, feeling the horror of this practice.

If you can really do exercise at the same time, wouldn't it save you daily exercise time and make you stronger?

To be on the safe side, Song Luo turned on his mobile phone, lay on the bed, and quietly opened the chat group.

Like Song Luo, many people have already started exercising and are now exchanging their experiences in the group.

Song Luo did not join in, but quietly lurked and looked through the chat history.

Song Luo is not a fool. His practice is different from that of ordinary people!

He was visualizing the image of 'Xing Tian Dancing with Gan Qi'. Who knew what the difference was between his cultivation and that of a normal person? When he was communicating with others, he was suddenly discovered to be different from them. What should he do?

"Practicing is so boring."

"It's okay. It's okay to think seriously. I practiced for an hour and didn't even complete a small cycle. I'm numb."

"I completed a small cycle of the body in two hours and felt refreshed... but apart from feeling refreshed, there didn't seem to be anything else."

The cultivators' chat logs popped up on Song Luo's screen, and suddenly, [Skinsuit Man Get Out Pilipili] sent a message: "Physical changes will only occur on the third cycle, and the first metamorphosis will be completed on the twelfth cycle."

Will physical changes only occur on the third week?

Song Luo couldn't help but be surprised. After completing his first small circulation, he had already experienced physical changes!

What's going on?

Soon, Song Luo figured out the reason.

My own visualization of 'Xing Tian Dancing with Gan Qi'!

The small circulation is a repetitive process. Their small circulation needs to go through three cycles before it can change their physical constitution, and Song Luo's one small circulation is equivalent to their three small circulations.

If that’s the case, doesn’t it mean that after I have completed the twenty-fourth small circulation… no, or even a shorter small circulation, I can try the big circulation?

Thinking of this, Song Luo subconsciously glanced at the time. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

You don’t know until you see it, and you’ll be shocked when you see it.

He left around four in the afternoon and arrived home at half past four.

Although it took some time for me to get home, I started breathing before five o'clock.

So, it actually took me... six hours?!

I looked at the group and found that the shortest time they took was two and a half hours and the longest was three and a half hours. It took three hours to comment on a small Zhoutian.

It takes six hours to complete a small circulation for yourself.

in this way……

“Spend twice as much time and get three times or more than three times the results?”

Song Luo was also not sure how his physical condition enhanced by this small circulation of the Zhoutian compared to that of a normal person who had undergone three small circulations of the Zhoutian.

But no matter what, I should have made a profit.

Because Mr. Yao said that through practicing visualization, sometimes you can get some special gifts.

In other words, the visualization diagram not only brings convenience in practice, but is also very likely to bring skills to Song Luo.

This wave, this wave is so wonderful.

It was almost time, Song Luo looked at the message again and found that there were two remittances two hours ago.

The first payment of 220,000 yuan was the reward from the Non-Security Bureau for the Wang Chengyu incident.

The second payment was five thousand yuan, which was the tuition refunded by the kendo hall.

As for why only 5,000 yuan was refunded... Song Luo could understand it. After all, so many coaches had died, and Neon's master had also been killed by an illegal supernatural being. It was already good enough to be able to get a refund. Song Luo had thought that the money was wasted before.

After receiving the money, Song Luo thought about it, set aside 100,000 yuan, and transferred it to a bank card.

That bank card was the one Song Luo opened when he was a child.

Song Luo remembered that after the college entrance examination, he worked hard for two months during the summer vacation and earned 5,000 yuan, which was in this card.

Then Song's parents said they were worried that he would spend money recklessly, so they wanted to save the money to buy him a house, so they took away 3,500 yuan, which was in this bank card at the time.

This bank card is still with Song's father and mother, and has basically nothing to do with Song Luo.

When Song Luo was wealthy and had spare money, he would transfer it to this card to let his parents know that there was money here.

When Song Luo was poor, his parents would transfer money here so that Song Luo could withdraw it for living expenses.

This is a transit station.

Transferring the money here is a little surprise for my parents.

After doing all this, Song Luo felt sleepy, so he yawned and went to bed.

In his sleep, Song Luo felt dizzy and his head was heavy, and a gray fog was coming down on him. When Song Luo opened his eyes again, he had arrived in a new world.

There are pavilions and terraces everywhere, and there is a sense of leisure and contentment among the pavilions and buildings.

"Master, you are here."

Yang Huanyi's voice was heard, and Song Luo looked in the direction of the voice. In the bamboo forest not far away, Yang Huanyi was standing with a knife in his hand. When the voice fell, a black bamboo broke.

Unlike the Mo Dao used by Yang Huanyi, this time, Yang Huanyi used a horizontal sword.

Yang Huanyi equipped with a Mo Dao is like a fierce general on the battlefield, while Yang Huanyi holding the sword horizontally is like a chivalrous knight in the martial arts world.

Song Luo was not surprised that Yang Huanyi knew other sword techniques. After all, Song Luo's single sword technique was taught by Yang Huanyi.

"Master, my best weapon is the horizontal sword, but before I was chosen by you, I fought with the Mo Dao."

Yang Huanyi's voice paused at just the right moment.

"What is this place? Why is it a little different from before?" Song Luo asked curiously.

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