I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 261 The poison that entangles the spiritual roots
As Du Youqian expected, although the four dead soldiers had some money on them, there were no items to prove their identities.

However, since they were out and about, they needed to eat and drink, and they also had some scattered things on them. If they were willing to investigate, they would definitely be able to find some clues.

But Du Youqian didn't bother to check.

As for the other one, looking at the items on his body, it is indeed different from the previous four.

"Imperial City Division?" Du Youqian read softly while looking at the bronze waist badge in his hand.

There was nothing unusual about the old man, but Qing He, who was squeezing Du Youqian's shoulders, unconsciously tightened his hand.

Du Youqian naturally noticed it, smiled, and then asked the old man: "Imperial City Department, this is an intelligence agency directly under the jurisdiction of the Wu Kingdom's royal family."

When it comes to the Kingdom of Wu, it’s not Du Youqian who’s talking big. No one understands the Kingdom of Wu better than him.

After all, he was once the powerful prime minister of Wu State. He formulated many systems and created many institutions.

However, this Imperial City Division has existed for a long time.

However, Old Fu glanced at the young master in surprise and said curiously: "Young master, have you remembered correctly? Where did the Imperial City Division come from in the Wu Kingdom? The Wu Kingdom only has Jin Yiwei."

Du Youqian was stunned at first, and then felt embarrassed.

He remembered that when he was Qiu Yuanqing, he once accidentally talked about how the emperor should establish authority and prevent officials from bullying superiors and subordinates, and he talked about Jin Yiwei.

Tell events on earth as stories, pointing out the gains and losses of Jin Yiwei, their significance to the imperial power, and how to prevent Jin Yiwei from becoming a terrorist spy agency and better perform its intelligence function.

It is estimated that Du Yuxi or Du Yuhan heard it, and then after establishing the Du Dynasty, they moved Jin Yiwei over...

Du Youqian quickly adjusted his expression, "In other words, this person should be a spy working for the royal family of another country."

The old man lowered his head and said, "In my opinion, the production method of this waist badge and the pattern style engraved on it seem to be related to the Qi State."

Du Youqian looked at it carefully and nodded.

He is familiar with Qi State.

Then, there is no more text.

He put away his badge and stretched, "It's midnight, old man, please light the fire again, and then sleep, sleep."

Qing He said in surprise behind him: "Sleeping? Here?"

"if not?"

"So many dead people..." Qing He was just disgusted, not afraid.

No one who has been a maid in the home of a martial arts tycoon for so many years, experienced a night of bloody massacre, and wandered away for three months to avoid being hunted would no longer be afraid of corpses.

"I'll go to the city and stay at an inn tomorrow."

"Young Master, we are being hunted!" Old Fu reminded.

Du Youqian smiled and said: "No more pretending, I'm going to show my cards. I just want them to come and kill them all at once so that I don't have to worry about it."

Both Lao Fu and Qing He were speechless.

When the old man rekindled the fire, Du Youqian lay down beside the fire. The warmth came to him and he quickly fell asleep.

Of course, even if he falls asleep, if someone dares to harm him, he will naturally wake up.

But neither Qing He nor Lao Fu made any move.

Silent all night.

The next day, in the brilliant morning glow, the woods became full of life.

The cheerful birds woke Du Youqian up.

"Hey!" Feeling his body getting weaker and weaker, Du Youqian couldn't help but sigh.

The start of this life was indeed too bad.

So he kind of wants to finish this life quickly and start a new one quickly.

But...this is the fifth life.

What if something unexpected happens in the next life, or something changes in the next life... What should we do?
The limit of ten reincarnations was like a tight spell, placed on his head.

However, if we don’t finish this life quickly, what can we do?

He recalled that when he was 11 years old, Baili Yingxiong took him to Yukun Mountain, showed Baili Shang's token, and found Zeng Baiming.

At that time, he had not yet awakened the memory of his past life. Looking at Zeng Baiming, he had a feeling of déjà vu, but he could not remember it.

Zeng Baiming injected mana into his body and tested it. Under Baili Yingxiong's expectant eyes, he shook his head, and his eyes were full of regret, almost beating his chest.

"It's a pity, it's a pity...it turns out to be the Tianling Root! It can be practiced to the point of forming pills without any hindrance. I have only heard of it before, but I have never seen the Tianling Root."

"Master Immortal, this child has heavenly spiritual roots. Isn't this a good thing?" Baili Yingxiong asked doubtfully.

"It's a pity that if you had brought him here before he was poisoned, I would have accepted him as your disciple without hesitation. It's a pity that the poison he was poisoned was not a poison in the world, but a poison in the world of immortality." Zeng Baiming explained. "If he has just been poisoned, just bring him here and I can easily detoxify him. This poison is not difficult to detoxify."

"If this child has wood-type Tianling roots, he should be fine. Wood-type Tianling roots can automatically detoxify and are immune to all poisons."

"But now, this child is just a mortal, but he has been poisoned by the immortal world, and was treated by your mortal quack doctors. As a result, the poison has undergone strange changes in his body, and has become entangled with his spiritual roots. .”

"It's just that spiritual roots have no entity, but are something between reality and reality. Logically speaking, they shouldn't be destroyed by poison. If there were poisons that could destroy people's spiritual roots in the world of cultivation, the world would have been in chaos. But the fact is that What we are seeing now can only be said to be God’s will. It is really sad that such a coincidence, which happens once in a thousand years, has happened.”

Baili Yingxiong still didn't understand, "Are spiritual roots the foundation for becoming an immortal master? Although it's a pity that this child's spiritual roots are destroyed, it would be fine as long as he can survive safely."

"Impossible," Zeng Baiming sighed, "Spiritual roots are something that people are born with and are closely related to people's lives. Otherwise, how can people with spiritual roots be able to breathe out spiritual energy and practice immortality? People with spiritual roots, People are born smarter and stronger. And if the spiritual root is destroyed, it is like the foundation of a person's life being dug out, and he will naturally not live long."

Baili Yingxiong's eyes were red and he almost shed tears, "Is this child not going to die soon?"

Zeng Baiming nodded: "I don't think I will survive until 20 years old."

He looked at Du Youqian, who was calm and composed, with admiration in his eyes, "This kid is naturally calm, and is not frightened when Mount Tai falls. He also seems to have a natural heart for the sword. He is really a good candidate for practicing swordsmanship. He is also a rare heavenly spirit. Gen... don't worry, I will go against the sect's rules and teach him a sword technique. If he can practice this sword technique to great perfection, he will have the opportunity to cut off the poison on his spiritual roots and return to normal again."

So Baili Yingxiong thanked him profusely and took Du Youqian to say goodbye.

But after returning to Xianlai Castle, Du Youqian practiced the swordsmanship, but was still unable to master it.

In fact, from Du Youqian's current point of view, it is right to fail to practice.

Although Zeng Baiming had formed a pill, he was really a big liar.

Let a mortal without magic power practice the art of sword control in the immortal way?

Only if you can master it can you become a ghost.

Even if Du Youqian now awakens the memory of his past life, it will still be a headache.

Otherwise, you won’t want to give up.

He doesn't need to cultivate magic power to practice swordsmanship. With the sword intention he has mastered, it is not difficult to cut off the poison entangled in the spiritual roots.

But why didn't he kill it?

Because he has no magic power, if he wants to use the sword to kill the poison of the spiritual roots, he will have to pay a huge price. It is very likely that the remaining life span of more than a year will be gone directly, and he will burp on the spot. In that case, the spiritual roots will be cut off. What is the meaning of Root Poison?
So he can only practice first. With the speed of Tianlinggen's cultivation, it only takes half a year to practice Qi at the fifth or even sixth level. But he barely has enough mana to support him to use that sword to cut off the spiritual root. poison.

But the problem is... now that his spiritual roots are entangled with poison, he cannot breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to practice.

It reminded him of the famous picture on Earth.

"You should use your sword intent to cut off the poison on your spiritual roots, and then start practicing!"

"But I don't have the magic power to use the sword."

"Then quickly cultivate your magic power!"

"But my spiritual roots are poisonous and I can't practice."

"Then quickly cut off the poison on the spiritual roots, and then go practice!"

"But I don't have magic power, how can I activate my sword intention?"

"Then quickly cultivate your magic power!"

……

Stop this endless cycle.

"Little Lord!"

Qing He opened his eyes and saw Du Youqian standing under the morning glow, admiring the birds in the forest, and quickly got up.

"Qinghe, go wake up the old man, we are going to the city. I want to go to the inn and take a good hot bath!"

Hearing the words "hot bath", Qing He felt itchy all over.

A woman like her who works as a maid in a wealthy family actually has a much better life than many free people from small families.

After all, even a little bit of it from the master's fingers would be enough for them to live and clothe themselves.

The rouge and gouache they use every day and the silks and satins they wear are impossible for girls from small families to have.

Therefore, the experience of being on the run for three months without a chance to take a shower was unimaginable to her before.

Before she came out, she didn't think it would be that difficult.

Shouldn't it be easy to persuade the young master to retrieve the ancestral token?
After all, everyone in the family was dead, and even he was being hunted.

If it were her who had changed places, she would have immediately taken out the token and tried to take revenge on the immortal master her ancestors knew.

But I didn't expect that this young master who was usually very quiet and even seemed a little weak could persist for so long.

What I didn't even expect was that this sickly young master actually had unfathomable strength...

(End of this chapter)