What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

This guy's brain circuit is really different from ordinary people. How can anyone say that he is a dog and his woman is a chicken, although it is indeed related.

"As long as the young master is happy."

Old Liu said hey, looking a little honest.

"Okay, there's no need to show your loyalty. Since I let you go back to Song Mansion, I won't treat you badly."

Song Shi said speechlessly: "Your cultivation resources will not be bad in the future. As for how far you can go, you have to rely on yourself."

"Don't worry, young master. Even if you become an immortal, as long as I, Old Liu, don't die, I will catch up step by step. It will take a while at most."

Da Mingming patted his chest and assured.

"Oh, quite ambitious."

Song Shi smiled: "Then I'll give you something to help you dream."

With a casual stroke of his hand, the spiritual pattern was born, and the talismans were formed by his masterful hand, turning into rays of light that hit Da Mingming and Song Hai.

"Master, do I have a beautiful girl?" Da Congming said shamelessly.

"Since chickens and dogs are going to ascend to heaven, she will naturally not be missing."

Song Shi rubbed several life-saving talismans and turned them into balls of light, throwing them to the wise man: "Just take it back and let her eat it."

"Thank you, Master."

The wise man left happily.

"You and I are brothers, so I won't see you more often."

Song Hai clasped his fists at Song Shi and said something else: "Seventh brother, the Lord of Jinzhou Palace is still in the reception room, do you want to meet him?"

"No, just take responsibility. Try not to cause too much fluctuation in Jinzhou, so that ordinary people can live a better life."

Song Shi shook his head and expressed his opinion.

"I see."

Song Hai also hugged Bai Xiaoqin and Bai Yu'er: "I won't disturb your rest."

He turned around and strode out of the courtyard, and the wise man took the treasure and ran to find Mei Niang.

At the front door of Song Mansion, in the reception room, a Confucian scholar in white was drinking tea, looking at the side door from time to time.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he stood up quickly and saw that only Song Hai had returned, showing a look of regret.

As smart as he is, he probably knows that the person doesn't want to see him.

"Master, my seventh brother has something to do and he won't be seen anymore, but you don't have to worry. He asked me to maintain the original state of Jinzhou as much as possible so that ordinary people can live a better life."

Song Hai smiled and said that he knew what the other party was looking for, but he was just afraid that the Song family would make too big a move.

After hearing this, the white-clothed scholar said with emotion: "Young Master Song is a good man. I would like to thank you all on behalf of the major forces and the common people. If Master Song had not spoken this time, the major forces in Jinzhou would have fought for territory. Beat it into a pot of porridge.”

"Indeed, Jinzhou has been in chaos for several years, and there is no need for any more chaos."

Song Hai nodded: "Please also ask the master of the palace to convey the meaning of my Song family."

"no problem."

The Confucian scholar in white appreciated and agreed, discussed some matters with Song Hai in detail, and then left with satisfaction.

At the door of the Song Mansion, Wang Huiwu saw the master of the palace coming out and greeted him: "Sir, how are you doing?"

"Much better than we expected."

The Confucian scholar in white briefly stated the Song family's opinions and said with emotion: "This Young Master Song has a really big situation and doesn't care about this state at all."

Wang Huiwu smiled bitterly: "A few years ago, you asked people to invite Yue Gong to develop him into a spy. As a result, he disappeared without being contacted. When he reappeared, he went to Tiangui Sect. Now, it has affected the situation of Daqian. The power is really a bit dreamy.”

"Yes, I heard that he was fighting with the Heavenly Demon. Now that he has returned to the Song family, the legendary Heavenly Demon is probably in danger."

The Confucian scholar in white sighed: "You should quickly send the news back to the imperial city. They are very concerned about his whereabouts."

"I have informed you."

Wang Huiwu nodded: "I just found out something. The traitor within us was finally caught."

"who is it?"

The scholar in white frowned.

"Chen Ming."

Wang Huiwu sighed: "I originally thought he was a seedling, but I didn't expect that he would have been planted with demonic thoughts by someone from the demon sect."

"It turns out to be one of the three thousand demon species of the crazy Daoist. It's really hard to guard against. Fortunately, Heavenly Demon Temple worshiped this time. Otherwise, if Heavenly Demon Temple takes control of Daoist, you and I will be miserable."

The scholar in white was not surprised at all when he heard the result.

The magic method of cultivating demons practiced by the crazy demon Daoist is very strange and unpredictable. It is comparable to seizing a body, but it is even more clever than seizing a body.

"With the collapse of Heavenly Demon Temple, these things should never happen again."

Wang Huiwu was thankful.

Buzz!

There was a vibrating sound on his waist. He quickly took out a token and put it between his eyebrows to receive the message. His body was shaken.

"If someone comes from above, they won't blame us for not supporting the Imperial City immediately."

He was a little uneasy. When the Imperial City was trapped, the demon-slaying divisions from various places were mobilized, but each region also had its own troubles, so most of them remained untouched.

"Probably not. After all, you and I have our reasons. We can't ignore Jinzhou's enemies and risk going to the Imperial City to support them, right?"

The white-clothed Confucian scholar looked at the Song Mansion: "Probably he wants to see the young master here."

"That's good."

Wang Huiwu felt relieved: "What should I do about Chen Ming?"

"The person who planted the demon is like a puppet. Kill him. It will also be considered as an apology to the brothers who were killed by him."

…

As the news spread that the Song family wanted to take control of Jinzhou, the entire Jinzhou knew that the Song family had great monks in charge, and the monks who were originally only spread among high-level monks began to become ordinary people.

Song Shi's identity is completely bound to the Song family, but this time no one dares to threaten Song Shi with the Song family.

Perhaps someone deliberately leaked the news, or perhaps it was the emotion of a high-level monk after dinner, and some of Song Shi's deeds came to the public's ears.

Immortal reincarnation, immortality, vast Divine Ability, defeating the Heavenly Demon... all kinds of legends and brilliance were added to it, and Song Shi became a big shot known to all the women and children just lying at home.

The leaders of major forces, small street vendors, and even Demonic Beast aliens, the entire Wuji Continent, all knew that a peerless figure had emerged in Daqian Jinzhou.

This abnormal situation reached Bai Yu'er's ears. After practicing double cultivation with Song Shi, she still reminded her: "Sir, it seems that someone is deliberately spreading the news about your great achievements."

"Um?"

Song Shi was puzzled: "Except for killing the Heavenly Demon, the leader of the demon sect and the elders, I haven't done anything great, right?"

"Isn't this a great achievement?" Bai Yu'er couldn't help but give Song Shi a charming look.

"But who can help me build momentum? It's interesting."

Song Shi touched her chin and lay on Bai Yu'er's smooth legs: "This person should come to the door on his own initiative and be too lazy to care."

At the same time, in Splendid City.

A disheveled Daoist sat in the middle of a group of people, holding a piece of Fuchen and saying emphatically: "Dear fellow villagers, you don't know that Pindao fought side by side with Immortal Song back then to fight against the monsters of the Demon Sect. Do you want to know the immortality of Immortal Song?" posture?"

"Say it quickly."

"Don't want to know, are we here to listen to your nonsense?"

A group of people were shouting, waiting for Daoist to tell a story.