What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

The rewards for the higher level are indeed quite powerful. Song Shi condensed three Gold Cores in one breath, and his level also reached the Late Stage from the mid-stage. Each Gold Core became a circle larger, and his magic power became more pure.

Song Shi breathed out: "Finally the real Nine Yangs have been condensed. The next step is to unite the Nine Yangs into one and cultivate the Yuan Shen."

Jiuyang Magic is a Martial Dao method. It does not follow the road of Nascent Soul, but the magic power is integrated into the physical body and condenses the original body.

This Yuan Shen is actually the same as the Nascent Soul. The difference is that one is inside and the other is condensed. The Yuan Shen is cultivated based on the current physical body.

At this point, although both Martial Dao and Qi Refining can be regarded as cultivating immortals, and the principles are similar, there are still some differences, with different emphasis. Martial Dao focuses on self-cultivation, while Qi Refining focuses on the Nascent Soul.

He knows that in the final analysis, the Martial Artist has no spiritual roots. Without roots, how can he break out of the elixir and condense the Nascent Soul?

"I still need to practice Yuan Shen and Nascent Soul."

Song Shi secretly thought that cultivating Yuan Shen is powerful in melee combat, cultivating Nascent Soul can get closer to the way of heaven, and the power of casting Divine Ability spells is even more terrifying.

Since each has its own advantages, it’s natural to both!

He converged his magic power and saw a piece of magma in the cave. He muttered: "The power of the true sun fire cannot be overshadowed, but it is not enough. You have to go out to bask in the sun and absorb the essence of the sun fire. Otherwise, with the use of magic power, the true sun fire will It will degrade again.”

After improving his cultivation, Song Shi took out the third thing.

Bronze sword.

Song Shi stared at the rusty ancient sword and was shocked to find that the Sword Intent in it was far less than the original.

"Damn it, is it possible that I can only watch this once?"

He cursed, but still moved his thoughts closer.

The light and shadow in front of his eyes changed, and Song Shi came to a starry sky. The stars in the sky were twinkling, and words appeared one by one.

He saw a famous Star Sword Technique, and when the stars were beating, someone was faintly performing it.

But he didn't take a second glance, and the figures dispersed, and eventually the stars dimmed, leaving only textual descriptions.

Without the help of a figure to help him comprehend, the speed of practicing this sword art would be greatly reduced.

Song Shi can still accept it. Without the hints left by his seniors, he can practice according to his own understanding. At worst, he will go crazy.

Reading the sword tactics carefully, Song Shi became more and more surprised.

"This sword master can also think of practicing swordsmanship with the power of stars."

He shook his head. Stars are the foundation for this swordsmanship. Now that he can't practice it for the time being, he might as well practice Unmoving Bright King.

After writing down the sword formula, a white Buddha light emerged from Song Shi's body and he entered a state of cultivation.

Half a month passed, and Song Shi stopped three days before the secret realm was one month away.

"It's almost time. I have to go out and give them a chance to kill me."

Song Shi smiled and saw the elk bones rolling in the magma.

Gululu.

His stomach rumbled.

After practicing for more than half a month, Song Shi had no shortage of energy, but his instinct still made him want to eat something.

Taking a breath, the power of the true sun fire, Buddha's light and other powers on his body quickly converged. Song Shi returned to his normal appearance and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Outside, weeds are thriving, with drops of crystal dew hanging on their green leaves.

Suddenly, a drop of dew fell, the leaf bowed slightly, and Song fell on it step by step.

Glancing at the situation outside, Song Shi quickly noticed a lot of fluctuations.

"Half a month has passed, and it should be quite lively in the secret realm now."

Song Shi waved his hand and took back the formation flag. A gust of wind blew by and the person was gone.

"Old dog in blood, come out if you have the ability!"

"Old turtle in blood, you haven't dared to show up after hiding for almost a month?"

"Are you dead, old dog in blood clothes, eaten by a ferocious beast and turned into feces?"

A group of people moved forward while inciting magic and cursing. The sound spread and could be heard dozens of miles away.

Song Shi, who was making hotpot rabbit, twitched his ears and his face darkened when he heard someone scolding him.

"These guys, I'm just practicing in seclusion for a while, why are they so anxious?"

Song Shi pouted: "Forget it, you are scolding the old ghost in blood. What does it have to do with me? It cannot affect my mood of eating rabbit meat."

He looked down at the golden rabbit meat wrapped in red oil in the pot, and took a deep breath: "It looks good, let's start cooking."

While drinking wisdom tea and eating grated rabbit, Song Shi felt that this was the true meaning of cultivating immortality, which was much more interesting than hiding in a cave in seclusion.

"Roar!"

A ferocious and colorful giant tiger came from behind on the wind. It moved vigorously and had a high level of cultivation. As it walked, it glanced at the Ganguo Rabbit and then at Song Shi.

Compared to the dry pot rabbit it had never seen before, it found this human being more delicious. When the tiger's roar spread, the bloody mouth had already reached the back of Song Shi's head.

With just one bite, he had the opportunity to taste the tender and delicious brains.

When it was about to lower its mouth, it noticed that the head in front of it was glowing, and then it made a loud noise.

"Ouch!"

It screamed and retreated, blood was flowing from its mouth, and several broken teeth fell out.

His teeth were actually chipped!

The tiger demon was a little confused, and fear arose in his heart.

"Even if you are a monster, you should understand that it is rude to disturb others while they are eating, right?"

Song Shi, who was eating rabbit meat, turned around and looked unhappy: "As an apology, come and give me extra food."

His backhand was a hammer blow.

boom!

The ground shook, and the demon tiger was smashed into the soil with a fist. The ground rippled like water, and its huge body twitched violently and became limp.

The tiger's head split open, and white brains and blood flowed out. It was killed by Song Shi with one move.

Song Shi sat down on the tiger's back and continued to drink tea leisurely and eat meat happily.

The movement here attracted the attention of other monks, and there were thoughts coming from nearby.

"He is an old ghost in blood clothes!?"

"It's him, the old ghost in blood clothes finally shows up."

"We've seen a good show. Prince Qian is offering a reward to find him."

In the secret space, some people are hiding and some are watching for the wind. It's okay if Song Shi doesn't move. If there is any movement, it will be easily detected.

As the communication talisman spread the news, some leaders of the team easily got the news, especially the Daqian royal family who had long been prepared to strangle Song Shi in the secret realm.

Somewhere on the mountainside with a wide view, Gan Wuji opened his eyes and looked at his token.

The points above have reached 100, ranking third in total points.

But this is not what he is concerned about. With their strength, it is not difficult to enter.

He just wants to kill Song Shi at this moment and end his humiliation here.

"Brother, there is news about the old ghost in blood!"

Gan Wuyin fell from the sky, holding a communication talisman in his hand.

"Are you finally willing to show up?"

A ferocious smile appeared on Qian Wuji's face. He stood up and stretched out his hand, and a golden spear engraved with dragon patterns appeared in his hand. If Song Shi were here, he would find that this spear is very similar to the Ye family's.

"Take everyone with you and let them become fertilizer for this secret realm."

Qian Wuji's murderous intent was undisguised.

Somewhere beside a calm lake, several newly built wooden houses stood.

Lu Youyou was practicing when a man suddenly appeared on the opposite side of the water and walked on the waves: "Miss Lu, the old ghost in blood clothes has appeared. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Ah, why did he show up?"

Lu Youyou was surprised: "If you want to hide, why don't you hide until the trial is over?"