what if i can't die

"I didn't expect this Song family dude to have some skills?"

On the dilapidated wooden building next to the city wall, a masked man was surprised, and once again drew his bow and shot an arrow.

This time it was three arrows, fired simultaneously from the rounded bowstring.

He took out the arrows from the back quiver again and chased the arrows in front to attack.

Before Song Shi fell completely, he found three sharp arrows coming in the shape of a character. He only had time to block two arrows, and was shot by the third arrow and the fourth arrow, and the miscellaneous objects that fell under the city wall among the grass.

"Ding, congratulations, you were shot to death by a sharp arrow, your physique +1!"

"You draw power from death and get 1 free attribute point!"

"You will be resurrected in three seconds!"

"The resurrection location is not set, the default is to resurrect on the spot!"

"Ding, congratulations that you were killed by a new target. You meet the incentive conditions. If you eliminate the dead target within the specified time, you will be rewarded with a chance to draw a lottery."

At the moment of resurrection, Song Shi quickly left the place under the cover of weeds.

A man with a longbow jumped down from the wooden building and came over to make sure Song Shi was dead. "Being shot by my chain arrows, even if you are a congenital, it is not easy to feel, let alone a person who has learned some martial arts."

As he strode over, his pupils shrank.

Among the broken weeds, only a few arrows remained.

He was shocked: "There is no blood at all, how is it possible!"

call!

A gust of wind rose from the side, creating a scorching wave of air.

He raised his hand to resist.

Click.

The right hand snapped instantly, and a red-hot iron palm slapped on the shoulder, and with a piercing snapping sound, the shoulder also collapsed.

It was like being hit by an ancient giant elephant. While the body was deformed, it flew out like a rag and smashed a tree.

"puff……"

He vomited blood profusely, and before he could recover, one foot stepped on his chest, and there was another cracking sound.

Song Shi served this man indifferently: "Why did you shoot me!"

He was very annoyed that someone came to kill him in broad daylight.

"It's... the Sun family, you... don't kill me!"

The archer was in so much pain that he couldn't speak fluently.

"Sun Family?"

Song Shi was puzzled, isn't he the black poison, what enmity does the Sun family have with him, and why send someone to kill him?

He exerted a little force on his feet: "Who exactly is it!"

"Don't step on it, don't step on it, the ribs are about to go into my heart!"

The archer screamed, "Master Sun Xuansun asked me to assassinate you. I just saw you at the city gate and followed the footsteps. I didn't expect you to jump so high. I think you are not as simple as you look. I seized the opportunity and shot you, but I didn't expect you to be stronger than I thought."

"Why did Sun Xuan kill me? I don't have any enmity with him."

Song Shi narrowed his eyes.

"I don't know, I just obey...you..."

click!

The voice stopped abruptly, and was trampled to death by Song Shi.

"Ding, congratulations on killing the deadly object, and you will be rewarded with a chance to draw a lottery!"

Song Shi looked at this person indifferently: "Since I don't know, there is no value in keeping you. I will ask Sun Xuan personally."

He glanced left and right, lowered his head and searched the other party's things, even taking away the bow, arrow and dagger.

Pulling the bow, he found that it took a lot of effort to draw the bowstring. This man is still very skilled in archery, no wonder he couldn't stop it.

"Sun Xuan...you wouldn't ask someone to assassinate me if you robbed him of a woman in Yaoyue Tower..."

Song Shi frowned, guessing some reasons.

Suddenly, there was a burst of crying and crying.

He stopped, jumped to a wall to observe, and found that there were many corpses lying on the ground, wrapped in white cloth, and the family members next to them were crying and burning paper.

"plague!"

Song Shi's heart sank when he thought of what Xuantie Weisun said.

Without saying anything, he turned around and accelerated back to the Song Family Manor.

Immediately sit cross-legged, ready to practice.

Now he feels more and more that his own strength is the foundation, and there is no need to keep dying.

Especially now that there are more and more people in contact with, and they are also becoming more and more powerful, and the possibility of being discovered after death is increasing.

He turned on the system to check.

……

Race: Terran

Spirit: 60

Constitution: 49

Perception: 41

Talent: Spiritual Root of Middle Grade Fire, Innate Divine Power, Dao Heart is clear, King Kong is not bad

Abilities: Iron Sand Palm (small success), Prajna Kung Fu (introductory), Yang Lian Jue (fourth level), Happy Hands (small success), Phantom Step (small success), Nine Suns Divine Art (third level), Formation ( Getting Started 24)

Energy: Nine Yang True Power (30)

Free attribute points: 34

Sweepstakes Chances: 2

……

"Have a double draw!"

Song Shi began to draw the lottery.

"Ding, congratulations on drawing the middle and low-level spell Fireball!"

"Ding, congratulations on winning the top healing potion Rejuvenation Pill!"

Two things in a row are displayed in question marks, a low-level spell and a healing elixir.

He wasn't too interested in either.

The spell is not bad, but the healing pill, can it be compared to him recovering his full state once he dies?

After absorbing the cultivation content of the spell, Song Shi immediately performed the Nine Suns Divine Art, Iron Sand Palm, and Alchemy Yang Jue.

The aura of heaven and earth was absorbed by him one by one, and turned into the true power of nine suns.

The essence in the body was refined and turned into the true power of nine suns.

White heat came out of Song Shi's hands, and the inner strength of the iron sand palm began to temper his palms continuously.

He started to practice the Prajna Kungfu again, went mad and died eight times, gained eight points of enlightenment, and started to work together smoothly.

The four martial arts were activated at the same time, and Song Shi's whole body was glowing.

Nine Suns Divine Kungfu cultivates acupoints, and every time it is rotated, the true energy will become thicker.

Lianyang Jue absorbs the aura of heaven, earth and fire, and provides external power for Song Shi's cultivation.

Iron sand palms are used to practice double palms. After continuous tempering, the palms that were originally indestructible become more and more indestructible.

Prajna Kung Fu cultivates the physical body, specifically the muscles and bones of the whole body, so as to obtain the strength of a bull.

Among the three martial arts, Iron Sand Palm and Prajna Kungfu are the lowest level. Driven by Song Shi's own strong foundation and Nine Suns Divine Kungfu, they have achieved great success in just half a day.

Lianyang Jue stepped into the fifth level, which is equivalent to the fifth and fifth levels of Qi training.

The fourth acupoint of Nine Suns Divine Art is less than half opened, and the speed is the slowest.

The four martial arts are all of the most yang and the most rigid. Song Shi's body is getting hotter and hotter, and his whole body seems to be on fire.

"I can't stand it!"

Song Shi had to find a wooden bucket filled with cold water and jump into the water to practice.

After continuing to practice for a long time, the water in the bucket boiled, and Song Shi's hands suddenly burned with flames, and the iron sand palm practiced successfully.

"Ding, congratulations on successfully cultivating Iron Sand Palm, and you will be rewarded with a chance to draw a lottery."

Soon after the Iron Sand Palm was consummated, Song Shi's muscles and bones cracked, and he became stronger out of thin air.

"Ding, congratulations on completing the practice of Prajna Kungfu, and you will be rewarded with a chance to draw a lottery."

Song Shi let out a breath, opened his eyes, and looked at the wooden barrel in astonishment, the water inside had been evaporated!

"Is it so fierce? I'll just go to the well."

He came to the ancient well in the backyard and jumped down with a plop.

Soon, the well water also boiled, and Song Shi continued to practice his exercises.

At noon the next day, there was a pop above his head, and a stream of red energy suddenly shot out.

The aura on his body suddenly rose sharply, and the power of Iron Sand Palm and Prajna Kungfu alone crushed Hou Tian.

"Breaking the Heavenly Gate, becoming Xiantian, is it that simple? It only took me a day."

Song Shi muttered, if other warriors heard this, how much envy and hatred would be aroused.

Ordinary Houtian warriors can't become innate in a lifetime, but Song Shi can do it in a day of serious practice, which is definitely more popular than others.