What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

The incident of a dead dog coming back to life and biting people has caused panic throughout the Song Mansion. The most troublesome part is that the news has spread, causing discussions and speculations throughout the entire Jinxiu City.

"The Song family is in trouble this time. They must have attracted some unclean things."

"It's terrifying to think that a dead dog can come back to life and bite people."

"Hmph, the Song family has been heartless in their pursuit of wealth. They deserve this calamity."

"The Song family is going to fall!"

Most people from various factions are enjoying the spectacle, while only a few who have close ties with the Song family are worried that they might also be targeted by these dirty things and have started to distance themselves from the Song family.

The high-ranking members of the Song family are in a state of anxiety, with various parties running around trying to find a solution to the problem.

Meanwhile, Song Shi, who has no power or influence, is enjoying his leisure time in his courtyard, practicing meditation and regulating his breath. The qi and blood in his body are flowing smoothly, and he is as quiet as if he is not breathing at all.

Da Congming is dumbfounded as he watches. Song Shi enters a state of meditation very quickly.

Just as he was about to explain the trick, Song Shi adjusts his breath perfectly, sitting cross-legged like an old Taoist, exuding an ethereal and otherworldly aura.

This gives people the illusion that the current Song Shi is not a spoiled young master, but someone who is gradually becoming accomplished, which is quite inconsistent with his age and status.

"How did you do it? Even if I meditate, it's impossible to be so perfect!"

Da Congming is at a loss, wondering if he is just incompetent or if this young master is too amazing.

When he used to meditate, his legs would either go numb or his thoughts would become chaotic. How could he achieve such a serene and quiet state?

Thinking about how Song Shi said he was chosen by an immortal, Da Congming shudders.

Could it be true?

Does this young master have immortal roots and has been favored by an immortal, granting him some Immortal Law?

"How is it? Is my meditation good?"

Song Shi opens his eyes, clear and bright, like a newborn baby.

"Cough, Young Master, you are definitely a cultivation genius. It's effortless for you to meet the standard."

Da Congming awkwardly smiles. He thought that if Song Shi couldn't sit still, he would advise him to stop cultivating. It seems that he miscalculated!

"If there's no problem, teach me your internal cultivation method. Can you teach me your skills?"

Song Shi wants to cultivate a new skill so that he can go into a demonic state again and brush up on his comprehension.

"It's possible."

Da Congming hesitates, "But the cultivation method I practice is not easy to cultivate. It requires maintaining a virgin body, and Young Master, you..."

Song Shi understands what Da Congming means. He is saying that he has already lost his virginity.

He doesn't mind, "Why do I need to maintain a virgin body?"

"To maintain a pure yang qi, this is the Innate Qi, very precious."

Da Congming answers, with a sigh in his expression, "In order to maintain this pure yang qi, I have maintained my virgin body for thirty-six years. Ah, it's tears just talking about it. If I had a choice, I wouldn't have practiced this martial art that is suitable for bald people."

Song Shi ponders. If this pure yang qi is considered as 1, he now has dozens of them, so theoretically, he should be able to cultivate.

"What would happen if I don't have a virgin body and cultivate your skills?"

Song Shi is curious.

"The progress would be slow, and it would be easy to be consumed by desire and go into a demonic state!"

Da Congming sighs, "Young Master, next time you go to the Yuelou, please don't force me, Old Liu, to find a girl. I can't handle it. If I lose my virginity, decades of persistence will be ruined."

Song Shi is very satisfied. It's good that it's easy to go into a demonic state. He is very interested, "I understand. Teach me now."

"(⊙o⊙) What?"

Da Congming stared with a confused expression, wondering why he had to learn when he already understood it so clearly.

"Slow progress doesn't matter, as for being consumed by desire, I'll go find Xue'er to resolve it. As for going astray in the end? That won't happen."

Song Shi really wanted to say that going astray was exactly what he wanted.

"Young master, this cultivation is not child's play. Life only comes once. If it doesn't work out, let's switch to another martial art."

"No, I want yours!"

Song Shi urged, "Stop talking nonsense and teach me the inner strength technique."

"I won't teach you!"

Da Congming turned his head, saying, "I can't harm you, young master."

Song Shi showed appreciation and smiled, "You still have principles, but my situation is special. You don't need to worry about me having problems."

"Young master, don't fool me, Old Liu. You can learn other safe martial arts, but not my Prajna Gong."

Da Congming remained firm.

Boom!

The next second, Song Shi slapped Da Congming, sending him flying. He soared three zhang high above the central pavilion before crashing into the surrounding wall and slowly sliding down.

There was a palm print on his chest, his clothes shattered, revealing a reddened mark.

"Da Congming, you are a good bodyguard and a person with persistence. I admire you, but I am different from before. Today, I must learn this martial art from you."

Song Shi stood with his hands behind his back, looking as if nothing had happened, and said, "Now do you understand if I am qualified or not?"

"Young master... how did you become so strong?"

An invisible airflow appeared around Da Congming's body, his eyes flickering with brilliance. He patted the ground and stood up, looking at Song Shi as if he were a stranger. "Could it be that you've been possessed by a ghost?"

Eating a lot, behaving strangely, and suddenly becoming incredibly strong, how could he not think more?

"Who the hell do you think you are? I told you that I was noticed by an immortal. This strength comes from taking a great strength pill. I want to learn martial arts from you to develop this power as much as possible!"

Song Shi said impatiently, "If you weren't my personal bodyguard and had a decent character, I wouldn't even tell you about this."

Da Congming carefully observed Song Shi. Whether it was his tone or his personality, he didn't seem like he was possessed by a ghost. He breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, young master, have you encountered an immortal again?"

"Otherwise, how do you explain the palm I just slapped you with?"

Song Shi took out a scroll and threw it to Da Congming. "This is Dai Dou's Iron Sand Palm. You should have heard of it, right?"

Da Congming glanced at it and exclaimed, "Huh, how did his inheritance end up with you, young master?"

"It's related to the immortal. Since you said you wanted to kill cultivators, do you want me to introduce you to one?"

Song Shi teased.

"Cough, we have no grievances or enmities. Besides, you are my benefactor. Why would I want to fight you?"

Da Congming coughed. It only took him one or two days to turn the young master, who was weak and scholarly, into an incredibly strong person. That immortal was definitely not someone he could provoke.

He curiously asked, "Could it be that the young master has immortal roots?"

"What if I do?"

"Well, without immortal roots, it's difficult to catch the attention of that group of people."

Da Congming envied, "Congratulations, young master. With immortal roots, you will have the opportunity to live forever."

"The immortal only gave me immortal fate. They had urgent matters and left without giving me the Immortal Law. Now that the family is in trouble, I need martial arts to rely on. But it's not good for too many people to know. Will you give it to me now?"

Song Shi tried to manipulate this guy as much as possible to make things reasonable.

"Since the young master has immortal fate, naturally, I can't measure it with ordinary standards. I can give you the Prajna Gong, but you must promise that when you cultivate, I, Old Liu, will be by your side to prevent any mistakes. After all, cultivating immortality is somewhat different from practicing martial arts."

Da Congming tactfully took a step back. He also wanted to see how much Song Shi had changed.