What If I Can’t Die?

"Changsun Ji, don't think that you are superior to others just because you are a high-grade alchemist. You'd better not go too far. I don't want to beat you up in front of so many people."

The evil spirit in Sikong Ya's eyes was overwhelming, and a ball of jade-colored light rose from his hands, as if he was about to strike at any time.

"Isn't it just relying on your cultivation base to be higher than me..."

The eldest grandson Ji Sansan let go of Song Jia, and reluctantly went to check on the wounded.

Song Jia backed away in embarrassment, and stood with Da Congming who had never had a sense of presence.

Sensing that the slap print on the woman's face disappeared, Song Shi was thoughtful.

Could it be that he beat this woman himself and sent him to her bed in a fit of anger?

Then he can only say one word.

Cattle!

A Dong returned the token to Chen Yiling, and said to Song Shi, "Brother, what do you want to exchange?"

Maybe he realized that Sikong Ya was more interested in Song Shi, he was quite polite, and he was much better at life than Changsun Ji.

"Can this light body technique be exchanged?"

Song Shi chose a low-level spell. This spell could summon the breeze to let him fly for a short time, which aroused his interest.

"Your reward for this mission is 500 contribution points, plus what Commander Sikong gave you, it's just enough."

A Dong ticked a few strokes on the brochure: "Okay, I can get it tonight."

"Trouble!"

Song Shi winked at Da Congming, and the two walked aside.

"Let's go back to the Song family to practice."

Sikong Ya looked over: "Who told you to leave, take this identity token, Liang Juan, you can arrange a room for them to live in."

Song Shi took the black token in astonishment, and gave him his official identity so soon? He wasn't ready yet.

The casual cultivator on one side showed envy and doubts at the same time.

This person doesn't seem to have much ability, so why is he so favored.

Song Jia's expression was complicated, this guy was really valued by the demon slayer, and he had his identity token.

I misunderstood the other party before, no wonder I was beaten.

"What is this kind of waste going to the demon slayer for? It's a waste of food?"

Changsun Ji, who was treating the wound, looked up with contempt, "I really shouldn't have come here, making me a **** doctor from a dignified pharmacist."

Song Shi suddenly felt that this guy was the same kind of person as Song Jia, with a bad mouth.

"If you don't want to, you can leave anytime!"

Sikong Ya's expression was indifferent, and he scolded Changsun Ji back with one sentence, and continued to say to Song Shi: "Special circumstances and special treatment, you get the identity token first, and then formally go through the procedure and register the book when you have time."

"Fine."

Song Shi didn't say anything, the big deal would be to defect in the future, he hasn't experienced being hunted down yet.

He brought Da Congming to live with a middle-aged woman named Liang Juan. When Da Congming was studying the blood axe, he also took out the storage bag.

"How to open it?"

After sizing it up, Song Shi hurriedly browsed through the encyclopedia of practice basics, looking for strategies on the spot.

After a few minutes, all the contents of the storage bag were taken out.

Excluding a bunch of sundries, the four most valuable medicine bottles, more than a hundred square jade stones with a faint aura, three talismans, two jade slips and a blood-colored wordless token.

"This jade is a spirit stone, right? These are talismans. If you don't know them, read a book."

Comparing with this practice basics, Song Shi recognized everything about this guy.

The four medicine bottles are Zengqi Pill, Huiqi Pill, Body Quenching Liquid and Bigu Pill, and the three talismans are all Vajra Talismans.

Inside the jade slip are two exercises, one is blood evil technique, and the other is golden body art.

The former is an evil skill. From a simple look, it needs to see blood and kill people in order to enter the country quickly. It may have something to do with Tonghu being kicked out of the sect.

The latter is the body training method of the Vajra Gate. The speed of cultivation is very slow, and the advantage is that the foundation is solid.

"Blood evil skill will affect people's mind, so it's better not to practice it, you can consider the Vajra Body Technique."

Song Shi packed up a bunch of things, put them back into the storage bag, and hid them in his bosom.

He turned on the system again to check, except for a lucky draw chance and 46 free attributes, there was nothing to do.

After thinking about it, he chose to add all the free attribute points to his comprehension.

This is an attribute that is difficult to greatly improve through practice at present, and both physical fitness and spirit can be significantly improved with practice.

He also needs to practice a variety of exercises and spells, and his powerful comprehension can ensure that he will not spend much time learning them.

brush!

Song Shi's eyes became deeper.

His comprehension increased from 50 points to 96 points in one breath, almost doubling.

There was a roar in his mind, and the sound of the Dao faintly appeared in his ears. Song Shi's whole figure seemed to be one with heaven and man, completely integrated into this space.

The various exercises in memory changed for a while, as if being digested and further integrated.

Even the golden body formula that I just saw, it seems to have been practiced in simulation, and I quickly grasped the trick.

Song Shi's eyes flickered with light, and he felt that his transparent state was getting deeper and deeper.

He looked at the system panel:

…

Race: Terran

Spirit: 135

Constitution: 165

Perception: 96

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

Abilities: Iron Sand Palm (Consummation), Prajna Kungfu (Consummation), Alchemy of Yang (7th level), Happy Hand (Small success), Phantom Step (Great success), Nine Suns Divine Art (Second level), Formation (Introductory 24 )

Energy: Nine Yang True Power (370)

Free attribute points: 0

Lucky Draw Chance: 1

…

When he saw this, he directly clicked on the lottery.

"Ding, congratulations on winning the True Yang Chain Vest."

Song Shi shook his head in disappointment, it was really unlucky to draw something that would affect his death.

He came to the next door and knocked on the door.

Da Congming hurried out: "Young Master, what are your orders?"

Song Shi extracted the Zhenyang chain mail from the system, and when he raised his hand, there was an extra set of dark red chain mail in his hand.

He threw it to Da Congming: "I'll wear this trash for you, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com If necessary, let me help the old man and the others block knives."

The chain mail made Da Zhiming's hand sink. He knew the chain mail was precious when he saw it. He wanted to say something, but Song Shi had already turned back.

"Master, you are too kind to me!"

Da Congming burst into tears, "Don't worry, I will definitely protect the old man and the others."

After the lottery chances were used up, Song Shi took out the remaining four qi-enhancing pills given by Liu Ruxue, swallowed them in one go, and practiced until dark, and his skill was much deeper, and the seventh layer of the Alchemy of Yang had reached the mid-term level.

"It's time to get the Lightweight Technique!"

Song Shi estimated the time, opened the door and walked out.

Da Congming heard the movement and immediately followed.

Their residence is also a large manor, distributed in a C+1 shape, and the meeting point is at the front door.

After walking down two aisles, they came across a pale man at the corner.

Taking a closer look, it was Chen Ming who was still injured and unconscious during the day.

Song Shi greeted: "Brother Chen, can you get out of bed so soon?"

The latter gave him a cold look, nodded slightly, and walked over to leave.

"How does this guy seem to be a different person? It gives me a gloomy feeling."

Song Shi was surprised, didn't think much, walked a few steps, and suddenly kicked something.

Looking down, a head was rolling, which looked a little familiar.

Song Shitou's skin went numb, and he realized that this head was the guy that Sikong Ya was carrying during the day.

It seems to be called Tuoba or something.

"What the hell, isn't this head put in a box, who took it out and threw it around?"

Song Shi secretly thought it was bad luck.

Da Congming nervously said: "Young master, walking at night and kicking someone's head, this... is this a bad omen?"