What If I Can’t Die?

"Ding, you are suffocated to death, 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!"

After Song Shi was resurrected, his complexion was not good.

Whether it's the reward or the method of death, it shows that suffocation is very low-end.

But what can he do?

Now buried alive, due to the lack of communication between the underground and the outside world, there is still a lack of oxygen in the eyes.

He subconsciously breathed heavily like a fish out of water, with a depressed expression on his face, "If I haven't reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, I can't do fetal breathing. Is it possible that I have to be suffocated to death in order to get out?"

"Wait, since there is such a saying in the foundation building stage, can't I just practice in advance?"

Song Shi turned on the system and found the Xiantian Pure Yang Kung Fu that he hadn't practiced since he extracted it. After extracting it, a piece of information about the kung fu flooded into his mind.

This is a method that can perfectly build a foundation. It is divided into 18 layers. The first thirteen layers correspond to the limit of Qi training, the middle four layers correspond to the four small levels of the foundation-building environment, and the last layer is the method of condensing golden cores.

He hurriedly studied the fetal breath description in the foundation building environment, and when he saw it, his face twitched: "It actually involves changing the way life works, returning to the breathing state of the fetus..."

Song Shi suddenly felt that this cultivator was not an immortal, but was studying the mysteries of life, and he was doing research on himself.

How **** risky is this? If you are not careful, you may finish your own research.

As for the fetal breath, after knowing the specific situation, he is sure that it is the state of the human being in the mother's womb.

When a person is not born, the fetal breath is natural, and after watching 1 o'clock, he will absorb the air in the world.

Now he has been used to breathing for more than ten years, and there is no maternal environment, so it is too difficult for him to return to that state suddenly, right?

This is no longer a matter of high level of comprehension, but also involves many complicated things.

"Cultivating immortals is really difficult!"

Song Shi finally understood the reason why Elder Dou didn't build a foundation when his lifespan was almost exhausted.

This state is really a transformation of life, and it is indeed detached from ordinary people.

Take this fetal breath, remove the fetus, who can ordinary people do?

Even the fetus depends on the mother's body, but the monk has to rebuild the life cycle by himself!

Song Shi's complexion changed, and he estimated that even if he relied on his own understanding, it would not be possible to do it in a day or two.

During this time, he did not know how many times he was suffocated to death.

Moreover, with this time, he can dig out.

"Let's dig a hole honestly!"

Song Shi smiled bitterly, endured the pain of lack of oxygen, raised his hand, and used all his strength to dig it up.

Click click click!

His fingers are like diamonds, nimbly digging up the rocks and soil in front of him, like a humanoid pangolin, moving forward at a leisurely pace.

At the same time, he counted how long he could hold his breath.

One minute, two minutes... ten minutes, twenty minutes!

At thirty minutes, Song Shi's movements became slower and slower.

In fact, if he stayed still, he could hold his breath longer. Now that he was exercising vigorously, he could not hold his breath long enough, and he was suffocated again.

After his resurrection, he continued to act.

Since Song Shi's thoughts were blocked by the soil deep in the ground, he didn't know the specific direction at all, so he could only find a direction at random.

Suffocated again, Song Shi frowned: "Why haven't you gone out yet, isn't the direction right?"

He tried to release his thoughts, but he still could only see through a foot of soil, and he couldn't get out any more.

"The cave is in a relatively steep valley. Once it is blown up, it may be buried for hundreds of meters. I can dig ten meters once I suffocate. I hope I can get out after six more suffocations."

After making an estimate, Song Shi continued to act.

"I am a pangolin, and I usually like to dig tunnels."

Song Shi talked to himself boredly, and found that his claw skills were self-taught when he kept digging the ground.

After digging another ten meters, he suddenly encountered a complete rock. After digging a few times, he failed to penetrate.

"No way, the direction is wrong? Did you dig into the mountain?"

Song Shi's face turned black, and he dug again, but it was still a complete rock, so he could only change the direction.

A full day later, in the flattened valley, there was a bang, a place exploded, and a hand stretched out.

Then a gray-faced head popped out to take a deep breath, Song Shi looked at the long-lost sky, and never felt that breathing was such a beautiful thing.

Using a little force, he crawled out from the ground, and compared the surroundings according to the direction of the passage, his head was covered with black lines.

"Damn it, I made mistakes eight times underground, no wonder I can't get out."

He crushed the stone in his hand into powder, and gritted his teeth: "Blow me up, you have successfully aroused my killing intent. If I don't kill you, my surname is not Song!"

After cursing, he took out the invisibility talisman and stuck it on his body, and left quickly.

This time he learned his lesson, and would rather expend the power of the invisibility talisman, and leave safely.

He didn't want to waste any time in this **** place.

Out of the collapsed valley, he came to a high point, and he found a mess in the mountains.

Many primeval forests were destroyed by the battle, some were burned, some were smashed by tyrannical attacks~www.wuxiahere.com~ and some were overwhelmed by the aftermath. From time to time, large pits and various corpses could be seen.

"The fight was fierce, but it has nothing to do with me!"

Song Shi withdrew his gaze, turned around and saw a group of silver-armored soldiers chasing and killing several black-clothed men on the other side.

After walking for a while, he encountered a group of demon slayers passing by in a hurry.

He didn't say a word, remained invisible, encountered no danger along the way, and successfully escaped from the Wandu Mountain Range for hundreds of miles.

The invisibility talisman turned into flying ash with a puff.

"Good stuff. I only have one. I don't know if I can get a similar one. If it doesn't work, I can buy a spare or two."

Song Shi let out a sigh of relief, only to realize that he was dressed in rags, and wanted to change into another set of clothes, but the spare ones were gone.

He can only buy a set in the villages and towns along the way.

After advancing for more than ten miles, he came across a village, and when he passed by, he was surprised to see many people similar to him on the country road.

They were all dressed in rags, but these people were sallow and thin, and seemed to have been malnourished for a long time, and some of them were a little unable to walk with crutches.

"Those who fled..."

Song Shi recognized the identities of these people. Recently, Jinzhou was raging due to the flames of war, and the people were displaced. This place could not survive, so they naturally went to a relatively stable place like Jinxiu City.

It's a pity that Jinxiu City is also in chaos now, and these people will probably be very disappointed if they go.

While Song Shi was thinking, an old man suddenly fell down and never stood up again.

The people around looked over, their eyes glowed green, and they moved closer step by step.

"There is something to eat!"

Someone murmured something, causing Song Shi to frown, and his eyes fell on a bone on the side of the road, with teeth marks faintly on it.