What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

"Ding, you were suffocated to death, your constitution +1!"

"You draw strength from death and gain free attribute point 1!"

"You will be resurrected in three seconds!"

"The resurrection location is not set, and the default is to resurrect in place!"

After Song Shi was resurrected, he looked bad.

Whether it's the reward or the way to die, it shows that suffocating yourself to death 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.

Subconsciously, he was breathing heavily like a fish out of water, looking a little depressed, "I haven't reached the Foundation Building state, and I can't breathe. Is it possible that I have to be suffocated to death before I can get out?"

"Wait a minute, since the Foundation Building stage says this, can't I just practice in advance?"

Song Shi opened the system and found the Innate Pure Yang Kung Fu that he had never practiced. After extracting it, a piece of Kung Fu information poured into his mind.

This is a technique that can perfect the Foundation Building. It is divided into eighteen levels. The first thirteen levels correspond to the Qi Refining limit, the middle four levels correspond to the four small levels of the Foundation Building realm, and the last level is the method of condensing Gold Core.

He hurriedly studied the description of fetal breathing in the Foundation Building environment. After seeing it, his face twitched: "It actually involves changing the way life operates and returning to the breathing state of the fetus..."

Song Shi suddenly felt that he was not cultivating immortality, but studying the mysteries of life, and he was doing the research on himself.

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

As for this fetal breath, after knowing the specific situation, he was sure that it was the state of the human body when it was in the mother's body.

When a person is not born, the fetal breath is innate, and after looking at 1 o'clock, it will absorb the air from heaven and earth.

Now that he has been accustomed to breathing for more than ten years, and without the environment of a maternal body, it would be too difficult to suddenly return to that state, right?

This is no longer a question of high level of understanding, but also involves many complex things.

"It's so difficult to become an immortal!"

Song Shi finally understood the reason why Mr. Dou had no Foundation Building when his life span was almost exhausted.

This realm is truly a transformation of life, indeed transcending mortals.

Just take this fetal breath and remove the fetus. Who can ordinary people do it?

Even the fetus relies on the mother's body, but the monks have to rebuild the life cycle on their own!

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

During this time, he didn't know how many times he was suffocated to death.

Moreover, with this time, he can dig it out.

"Let's dig a hole in the ground!"

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

Click, click, click!

His fingers were like diamonds, flexibly digging up the rocks and soil in front of him, just like a human-shaped pangolin, moving forward neither fast nor slow.

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

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

At thirty minutes, Song Shi moves slower and slower.

In fact, if he stayed still, he could hold his breath longer. Now that he was exercising vigorously, he couldn't hold his breath long enough after all, and he was suffocated to death again.

After his resurrection, he continued to act.

Because he was deep underground, Song Shi's thoughts were isolated by the soil. He didn't know the specific direction at all and could only find a random direction.

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

He tried to release his thoughts, but he could still only see through a foot of soil, and he couldn't think outside.

"The cave is in a relatively steep valley. If it explodes, it may be buried for hundreds of meters. I can dig ten meters after suffocating myself to death. I hope I can get out after suffocating myself six more times."

After some calculation, 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 as he kept digging into the ground.

After digging another ten meters, he suddenly came across a complete rock. He dug several times but failed to penetrate it.

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

Song Shi's face turned dark, and he dug again. The rock was still intact, so he could only change the direction.

A full day later, in the flattened valley, there was a roar, an area exploded, and a hand stretched out.

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

With a little effort, 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 eight mistakes underground, no wonder I can't get out."

He crushed the stone in his hand into powder and gritted his teeth: "The guy who blew me up, you have successfully aroused my murderous intention. If I don't kill you, my surname is not Song!"

Cursing, he took out the invisibility charm, stuck it on his body, and left quickly.

This time he learned the lesson and would rather waste the power of the invisibility charm to leave safely.

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

After leaving the collapsed valley and reaching the high point, he found that the mountains were in a mess.

Many primeval forests have been destroyed by battles. Some were burned, some were shattered by violent attacks, and some were overwhelmed by the aftermath. From time to time, you can still see large pits and various corpses.

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

Song Shi looked back and turned around to see a group of silver-armored soldiers chasing down several men in black on the other side.

After walking for a while, he encountered a group of people from the Demon Slayer Division rushing past.

He didn't say a word, remained invisible, encountered no more danger along the way, and successfully traveled hundreds of miles away from the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains.

The invisibility talisman turned into ashes with a pop.

"It's a good thing. I only have one, and I don't know if I can get something similar. If it doesn't work, you can buy one or two as a spare."

Song Shi exhaled and realized that he was in ragged clothes. He wanted to change into a set of clothes, but the spare ones were gone.

He could only go to the villages and towns along the way to buy a replacement set.

After advancing for more than ten miles, he came across a village. When he walked past, 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. Some of them were unable to walk even with crutches.

"People who are fleeing..."

Song Shi recognized the identities of these people. Recently, wars have been raging in Jinzhou and people have been displaced. This place cannot survive, so it is natural to go to a relatively stable place like Jinxiu City.

It's a pity that Jinxiu City is also in chaos now. These people will probably be disappointed when they go there.

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

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

"You can eat it!"

Someone murmured something, which made Song Shi frown, and his eyes fell on a white skeleton on the side of the road, with faint tooth marks on it.