what if i can't die

Song Shi still didn't know that Liu Ruxue was going to train him as a furnace, and at this moment he was thinking about various ways to die.

"It doesn't have to be killed. I can die on purpose. After all, I die for resurrection, not my intention."

Song Shi thought, "But it's too difficult to die by yourself, and it's not good to spread the word."

Drowning, strangling, falling to death... Drowning can't resist the body's instincts, strangling has to find someone, as for falling to death,

Thinking of my physique several times that of ordinary people, I guess I have to go to the cliff.

Even if you jump off a cliff, you may not die, maybe you can pick up some peerless martial arts.

Song Shi thought strangely in his heart.

In short, it is a bit difficult to die by yourself!

Amid Song Shi's entanglement, the coachman hurried all the way, and he had already left the south gate.

For the next distance, there are wooden buildings of the dyeing workshop along the way, many of which are owned by the Song family.

"Old Chai, you don't need to drive, go back on your own and give the reins to Da Congfu."

Song Shi's next actions should be kept a little more secret, and he asked the coachman to leave. Song Shi looked at the outside and said, "This time, explain to me what you know about the acquired and innate realm in one breath."

He was going to clear his head and divert his attention.

"Yes, sir."

While driving, Da Congming said: "Acquired body is mainly to polish the body and refine Qi, while Xiantian master refines a breath of Xiantian Zhenqi, which can easily live a long life like a land god.

Lao Liu, let me talk about the day after tomorrow. This realm is divided by physical strength or the amount of internal energy. It corresponds to external experts and internal experts.

The condition for the acquired entry is to first develop a breath of inner energy or temper the strength of a bull, and then the three bulls are one realm, the acquired Dzogchen will have the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, and if you step into the innate, you will have the power of an elephant. "

"Wait, how many ordinary people's strength is equivalent to this bull's strength?"

Song Shi stopped and asked what he wanted to know.

"Based on the strength of ordinary men, it is equivalent to six people, about a thousand catties."

The answer given by Da Congming made Song Shi a little bit dead. It turned out that his own strength was nothing but an acquired master who had just started.

"Are there any immortals in this world?"

Song Shi asked suddenly.

Da Conghui was silent, and then sighed quietly, "Whether you believe it or not, I can only say that Lao Liu does."

He looked far away and said: "This is a group of people who are loved by God, and they are born to absorb and refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!

And martial arts practitioners like me have to open the gate of heaven and step into the innate realm to do it. Even if we are innate, we are not as good as an ordinary cultivator in absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The road to martial arts is really difficult! "

"It's really difficult. This is equivalent to the difference between a son of heaven and an ordinary person."

Song Shi nodded. That being said, he is still very happy that he has spiritual roots. The starting point is higher than the end point that many martial arts practitioners can't reach in their lifetime.

"My fate is up to me, even if I don't have immortal roots, my old Liu will become an innate master one day!"

Da Congming held his head high and expressed his lofty ambitions.

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you."

Song Shi smiled and said, thinking that he is now qualified to cultivate immortals, he kept his expression calm: "How do the strengths of innate masters compare with those of immortal cultivators?"

"I'm not sure about that. I heard that those monks can use spells. Generally, masters of Acquired Consummation can only die if they are hit. If they miss it, it's hard to say."

Da Congming was a little unconvinced, "If I meet a monk one day, maybe I can kill him, and my old Liu will become famous in the martial arts by then, haha."

Song Shi was speechless, he really wanted to say that he would have a chance to become a monk, could it be that you want to fuck me?

Forget it, there is no cultivation method for immortality now, it's still early.

He guessed that he still had to practice martial arts first to make use of his talent.

"If you are free tomorrow, teach me kung fu secretly."

Song Shi said lightly.

Da Congming was stunned for a moment: "Master Hu really wants to learn, isn't he afraid that the family will find out and punish him?"

"What are you afraid of? I learned to strengthen my body."

Song Shi doesn't care what the rest of the Song family thinks now.

"Okay, I will secretly teach the young master some methods of breathing and breathing. As long as you practice secretly, ordinary people will not be able to find out. If you succeed, then consider other things."

Da Zhiming nodded, he was going to teach the young master some ways to keep in good health, after all, he went to the brothel every day, and if he didn't keep in good health, he was really afraid that he would die one day.

The two were chatting, and a few miles passed quickly. After a ditch, there was the Jinjiang River, which was more than ten feet wide, flowing from west to east. Dance like ghosts.

Next to the city gate, there is a tributary passing through Jinxiu City. There are many embroidery beds on the Jinxiu River, a tributary, with red lanterns hanging, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras flowing, and the faint sound of men and women laughing.

Da Zhiming looked at the silent Jinjiang, worried that something might happen, and tried to persuade him again: "Master, why don't you go to play on the flower boat, the riverside is very cold and windy, so it's easy to catch cold."

Song Shi ignored Da Zhiming's persuasion, looked at the relatively bright river, and said, "Where did the people from Jinyuan Temple die?"

Da Zhiming sighed, knowing that this man was very stubborn, so he replied, "Beside the reeds."

"Put me by the river, you and the coachman go back, and I will be alone."

Da Congming cried immediately: "Master, what should I do if something happened to you."

"I can't die, I'm going to meet a friend, he is a master."

Song Shi waved his hand, and when he saw the car reached the river, he went down alone and left.

Or there are continuous deaths in the river, and there are few people on the shore.

The autumn wind is bleak, the water is rolling, and the insects and birds are silent.

The last bit of sunlight dissipated in the sky, and the sky and the earth were completely dark. A waning moon became the only light in the sky, which was blocked by dark clouds from time to time.

After walking along the shore for a while, there was no one in sight.

"Great cleverness, I said don't follow me, you are disobedient, be careful I will deduct your wages."

Song Shi suddenly spoke.

There was silence behind him.

Da Congming squatted behind a clump of weeds, his cross-eyed eyes were joking: "The young master wants to deceive me, but my old Liu will not be fooled."

Whoosh!

A black object was thrown at it, Da Zhiming really had some skills, by listening to the sound to identify the position, he deliberately caught the black shadow, and after a closer look, he found that it was actually a big pebble!

He was sweating wildly, where did the flying stone come from?

Is it possible...

He looked at Song Shi with a strange expression.

"Follow me any longer, I'll be really rude!"

Leaving a word coldly, Song Shi strode away.

Although he lacks yang energy, he still has mental strength, and he can discover the great wisdom who secretly followed him.

Da Zhiming stared blankly at the pebble in his hand, and let Song Shi go away.

"How did the young master find me? Old Liu is also a top-notch master. Is it possible that I have seen too many women recently and my foundation is not stable, which made my body skills regress?"