What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

"You have gained strength from death and obtained 1 attribute point for freedom!"

"You will resurrect in three seconds!"

...

Song Shi's broken body quickly disappeared and restored itself under the bed, completely unharmed.

Opening his eyes, Song Shi's eyes were bright, with a touch of unique temperament, giving him a transcendent and ethereal aura.

If there were any strong individuals present, they would be able to see that Song Shi was in a state of clarity and enlightenment.

In this state, the mind would be extremely calm, thoughts clear, and cultivation twice as effective.

This state is not closely related to physical constitution, but mainly depends on personal comprehension and spiritual realm. Some are born with it, while others achieve it through special cultivation.

To some extent, those with clarity and enlightenment are even more special than those with innate talent. No matter what they cultivate, they are formidable. Even without innate talent, they can achieve great accomplishments in Martial Dao cultivation.

In this ethereal state, it seemed as if flashes of inspiration passed through Song Shi's mind, quickly resolving some of his previous doubts.

"I understand now. This technique cannot be circulated too quickly, otherwise it would be equivalent to overloading, and the meridians would definitely not be able to withstand it!"

Song Shi laughed. He finally comprehended a crucial issue in martial arts without any foundation in martial arts.

It was all gained at the cost of his life!

"Seventh Young Master, are you alright?"

The night guard asked, followed by a yawn.

He was a little puzzled. Why was the young master not sleeping in the middle of the night, making banging noises again?

"I'm fine, I just bumped into the bed."

Song Shi glanced outside and saw that it was almost dawn.

Time passed quickly in cultivation.

Taking advantage of the momentum, he sat down again to cultivate.

The talent of clarity and enlightenment gave him a one-time increase of ten points in comprehension. Combined with his powerful spiritual energy, his mind was extremely clear, and he felt that the True Qi in his body became more controllable.

This time, he gained new insights and slowed down the circulation speed of True Qi, steadily and firmly.

White mist continuously entered and exited his nostrils, and smoke emitted from Song Shi's forehead, giving him a somewhat mystical appearance.

His hands turned red, and the vigorous True Qi flowed within them, constantly tempering his hands.

The cultivation situation completely stabilized.

With more experience, if Song Shi felt that his meridians couldn't bear it or if there were signs of True Qi going out of control, he would stop.

In this way, there were no more problems.

As each circulation completed, the True Qi in Song Shi's lower dantian became increasingly abundant, and his palms also took on a bronze color.

This was a sign that his Iron Sand Palm was about to reach a small achievement.

If Dai Dou were still alive and saw Song Shi's current state, he would definitely be astonished.

The progress Song Shi made in one night of cultivation was equivalent to two months of practice for an ordinary beginner, or one month for someone with slightly better talent.

When the sun was three poles high, combined with the number of times he had cultivated during his previous deaths, Song Shi had accumulated sixty-eight circulations.

He felt a tyrannical force gathering in his lower dantian. If released, it would not only be able to crush stones, but also easily break wood.

Opening his eyes, a hot breath escaped from his mouth, slowly dissipating after reaching a yard away.

Outside was unusually quiet, with the sunlight shining brightly, making Song Shi's heart even more tranquil.

He glanced at the bare jujube tree in the courtyard, his eyes shining brightly.

Raising his hands and lowering his head to examine them, he found that his skin had become slightly redder, and at the same time, more delicate.

"With the Iron Sand Palm reaching completion, I should be able to receive weapons barehanded, especially when combined with the Free and Easy Hand. The power should be impressive."

He murmured to himself, shifting his attention away from his training.

He opened the system panel and took a look.

Race: Human

Spirit: 28.0

Physical Constitution: 29.1

Intelligence: 21.4

Talent: Fire Spirit Root, Innate Divine Power

Ability: Iron Sand Palm (Introductory Level)

Energy: Yang Qi 37, True Qi 4

Free Attribute Points: 7

Lottery Chances: 0

Constitution has increased by 0.5. This kind of power obtained through self-cultivation feels different.

"Hmm, why is there an additional type of energy called True Qi? It seems that it is not the same as Yang Qi."

He discovered an unexpected piece of data.

"Perhaps, this Yang Qi is the Innate Qi related to cultivating immortality. The internal energy cultivated by my Iron Sand Palm technique comes from the essence in my constitution attribute, which belongs to a new type of energy."

Song Shi pondered, "In that case, it seems that martial arts and cultivating immortality can be practiced simultaneously, as long as their powers are not in the same dantian."

He had previously wondered if practicing martial arts would affect cultivating immortality, but now it seems that they can coexist or even complement each other.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt hungry.

"It must be that practicing consumed my essence..."

Song Shi muttered to himself and called out, "Xiao Mei, prepare for washing up!"

"Yes, young master."

Xiao Mei crisply responded and quickly came in with a silver basin.

This young girl was dressed in a plain long dress, in the prime of her youth. She had a lively appearance, especially her big watery eyes, which carried a sense of vitality. She was very beautiful, but unfortunately, she had a rough life. She was sold to the Song family as a maid by her father since she was young.

Song Shi had no interest in the grass by the nest. He walked over with a calm expression, washed his face briefly, and started eating breakfast.

Even though he restrained his appetite, Xiao Mei still added meat several times, leaving the young girl dumbfounded.

She occasionally glanced at the young master's stomach and found that it didn't bulge, which made her even more puzzled.

Song Shi coughed and broke the silence, "Where is Da Congming? It's already late in the morning, why haven't I seen him?"

Xiao Mei snapped back to reality, a hint of fear appearing on her face. "Liu Ge was called to handle some matters. I heard that all the dogs in the house died last night..."

"What?!"

Song Shi froze, no wonder it was so quiet in the morning, not a single dog barking.

"They really all died. I saw one of the dogs bleeding from its seven orifices. It was so terrifying."

As Xiao Mei spoke, she subconsciously tightened her sleeves.

"It's normal for one dog to die, but so many..."

Song Shi thought of the dogs going crazy and barking last night. Could it be that something unclean was involved again?

The night before, he had encountered a ghost in bed, and the old gatekeeper had died during the day, along with a skilled guard and a monk.

Today, another dog died. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed that something dirty had set its sights on the Song family.

No, it was likely not as simple as something dirty.

"The taller the tree, the more it attracts the wind. The Song family is extremely wealthy. In this gradually chaotic world, they are likely to be the first to be targeted."

Song Shi frowned, thinking that he had enjoyed a prosperous life in this family for over ten years. Even if he had no emotions, he still felt grateful. Naturally, he didn't want the Song family to be destroyed by something.

However, his current strength was not enough. It was even difficult for him to deal with a newly turned zombie like Dai Dou. He could only take it step by step.

"So many people died in the main house. I heard that one of the maids went insane."

Xiao Mei mentioned something she knew.

"Oh, it's the main house again."

Song Shi couldn't help but recall the words the female ghost said when she begged for mercy under him.

"Yes, it's really strange. The main house had an incident the night before yesterday as well."

Xiao Mei nodded, "I heard that they gathered all the dead dogs in the martial arts arena and were preparing to burn them all."

"Take me there."

This matter was closely related to him. Song Shi planned to investigate thoroughly.

Knowing oneself and the enemy, one can fight a hundred battles without danger.

And also, one can scientifically and safely die.