Realm: Strange Person (Dark Power Warrior) Biological age: 19/31 Mental age: 24/960 Archive chance: 1 Note: When your realm is upgraded, you will get a chance to save the game. [Before loading the game, you can choose to keep an item you had during your lifetime, and keep your current cultivation level.] She stared at the word "strange person" after the realm, skipped a few lines of text, and saw a number behind the save opportunity. "Finally it's not zero." Xi Heng breathed a sigh of relief. She had thought that she had to at least reach the level of Hua Jin, or find the path to immortality and start practicing Qi, before the word "mortal" in her realm would change. Unexpectedly, it was enough after being promoted to Dark Energy.
With the opportunity to save the file, you can use it in the next life if you reach a certain important node. For example, if you have obtained and secured an important identity, and have many resources under your control, you can directly save the game without having to spend time in every life to reach that level. She looked back at the panel. "His physical age is so young... He has only used the Death Spell five times." Xi Heng sighed. Thinking of her own frail and gray-haired appearance after using the fatal spell yesterday, the girl shook her head. Fortunately, I can reincarnate, otherwise I would have been dragging around that sickly body that would not live long. Even if I didn't die today, I probably wouldn't have achieved anything in the future. After reloading the game, he returned to his youth, and Xi Heng still likes his young and energetic appearance. The upper limit of psychological age has increased by another twelve years...a slightly smaller increase than in the previous life. Xi Heng originally thought that since he had worked hard to refine his sword skills, he had also trained his state of mind, and his mental age should have increased a lot. But the reality seems to be otherwise. "It's getting less and less...if I have a few more lives, it might not increase at all." She said to herself, "Let's find some way to live longer as soon as possible." Before loading the file, she finally turned her gaze to the following paragraph. Keep the item. She had already thought about the things she needed to keep. The reason why he memorized all four books of Hua Jin martial arts by heart instead of copying them into a whole book was just to keep them behind. "I choose the Blood Spirit Stone." Xi Heng said. As she calmed down, a few red lights gradually appeared between the sleeves of the blurry figure, and a round red jade stone the size of a teacup floated up and fell under the square characters. The item has been identified. Xi Heng took a deep breath and pointed his finger at the words "Load File" in front of him. A sense of change washed over me, and my whole body seemed to be wrapped by something. At the same time, everything in front of my eyes was spinning and twisting like a whirlpool, and a darkness was piled up.
Xi Heng closed his eyes and opened them again. The movement seemed quite slow, yet it seemed to take only a moment. His eyes lit up, his vision went from blurry to clear, and before him was the familiar tattered ceiling. The strong wind outside blew the branches and leaves, making the sound of leaves rustling. Several birds with different voices are singing, and at the same time, the sound of cicadas can be heard faintly in the distance, indicating that it is summer. In just a short while, Xi Heng returned to the summer solstice from the winter before he was killed in his previous life. The sudden change in temperature did not make her feel any discomfort. On the contrary, her body and mind regained their youth, and her life force was replenished. She was filled with the vitality of her youth. Before my eyes were the jagged main and secondary beams, a few spider webs swaying slightly, and a strange smell of rotting wood in the air. This room was by no means as gorgeous, exquisite, neat and tidy as the one in the imperial palace, and the surrounding scent was not as mellow as the milky honey of agarwood, but it made Xi Heng feel more at home. After all, there are always people in the palace who want to harm her, but this remote and unknown village at the foot of the mountain is much more peaceful. Outside, one could faintly hear the crowing of chickens and barking of dogs, or the conversations between villagers. This shabby little house didn't have much soundproofing, and Xi Heng always felt annoyed when he was suffering from his illness in the past. But now that he had learned martial arts and trained his mind, he could calmly accept even these worldly noises. "Do you want to rest for a few days first?" Xi Heng lay flat on his back with his hands behind his head. "Forget it, but he just died once, and his spirit hasn't been affected too much." She slowly stood up, put on this thin single garment, and sat cross-legged on the bed. He first moved his previously severed left arm, then touched his chest, abdomen and shoulders. "It's much more comfortable without any scars..." "It's a pity that I didn't get to see the despair of the Black Spirit Blade Master before he died." "But it doesn't matter. There should be another chance later." After Xi Heng muttered to himself, he took the Blood Spirit Stone from the inventory, looked at it, and put it back after making sure that there was nothing unusual. He then placed his hands on his knees with his fingers pinched together, and started to practice breathing techniques and the circulation of qi and blood in his dantian. The Qi and blood slowly stretched to the life gate blood in the lower back, gently opened it, and then lifted out a little bit of life from it, brought it back to the Dantian to chop it down... Each time he practiced the Life-Slaying Technique, it would take as much as five or six hours. During the practice, the weather changed. The scorching summer sun gradually shifted to the western mountains, first turning into a red, round sunset glow, then sinking to the edge of the earth and falling to the mortal world. A new moon rises slowly from the east, and the moonlight looks noble and bright. When the new moon hung high in the sky, a few strands of gray appeared in Xi Heng's hair. At this moment, he let out a long breath. The familiar feeling of fatigue and sleepiness came over me again, but I was still full of energy. She opened her eyes, a gleam in them.
The hands that had been motionless for a long time moved slightly, and then he looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, sensing the increase in the qi and blood in his body after he performed the Life-Taking Spell again. "The increase is about two levels... less than last time." "The capacity of the Dantian is about to exceed half. According to the decreasing rate of the effect of the Life-Taking Technique, it will take about seven or eight cycles to fill up the Dantian and meridians..." "With the life span of this life, using the Life-Taking Technique seven times should not be a problem... I'm so sleepy." Xi Heng turned his gaze to the window beside the bed. The crescent moon was reflected in the countryside. The faint chirping of cicadas could be heard, and fireflies were dancing slowly beside the bushes in the distance. The scenery outside seems exceptionally quiet, which is a great time to have a good sleep. The girl was tired from her training, and her body slowly relaxed, and she got back into bed. Because of extreme fatigue, he fell asleep after closing his eyes for only a dozen breaths. …… The crowing of roosters in the early morning and the drinking and noise of villagers setting up stalls outside in the afternoon did not disturb her. It was not until sunset that Xi Heng woke up from a long dream with his stomach growling because he had not eaten for a day. The girl in thin clothes on the bed rubbed her eyes, groaned a few times, and then slowly opened her eyes and woke up. "I haven't slept so soundly in a long time..." Turning his gaze to look out the window, Xi Heng saw that the sky had become dark again. He blinked: "How long have I slept?" There was a slight red glow in the west, not quite dawn. "You slept from early morning to sunset..." The girl patted her face to make herself more awake. Her stomach also kept reminding her that it was time to go out and find food. Xi Heng sat up, grabbed a simple coat thrown at the end of the bed and put it on, then put on his wooden clogs and slowly stood up. Although this place is just a small mountain village with two or three hundred people, there is still an inn that has not closed down and the price is quite affordable. Xi Heng took out the small change he had hidden in the cabinet, but suddenly heard a few light and careful footsteps approaching. She recalled her previous life and remembered who the visitor was. "Oh……" There was a knock on the door, followed by a woman calling her name in a country voice. "Who is it?" Xi Heng answered casually. "I live next door to you. I killed a chicken today and stewed it with mushrooms..." The old woman outside said the same words as in the previous life and came to bring a bowl of chicken soup. Xi Heng responded, walked over, opened the door, said thank you, and took the bowl of soup from the other person's hand.
The woman was not thin, but her skin was a little loose and there were many wrinkles on her face. She was wearing a gray cloth dress and cloth shoes. Her hair was mostly gray and her eyes were a little cloudy. Seeing Xi Heng's appearance, a smile appeared at the corners of his dry mouth. "Hey, hey, it tastes so good and drinks so good." The other party only said these simple words. Xi Heng said thank you again indifferently, then closed the door, turned around and walked to the table, treating the old lady outside as an NPC with a fixed behavior pattern. "After the game is loaded, someone will come to deliver food the next day, which is not bad." …… It would take at least seven days to practice the Death Spell seven times. Xi Heng spent the rest of his time practicing the Life-Taking Technique. He woke up at irregular times every day, went to the inn to order some dishes to fill his stomach, returned to the room to continue practicing, and then fell asleep naturally on the bed. This cycle repeats itself, and three days pass easily. During the three days, Xi Heng also took the time to buy some writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote down the four parts of Hua Jin martial arts that he had memorized by heart in the palace. He compiled them into a book and placed it on the bedside table. Early in the morning, Xi Heng woke up with the crowing of the roosters in the village. He stood up and stretched his stiff body, then took his small coarse cloth purse, opened the door and went to the inn to order some more food. I hadn't walked a few dozen meters when I met an old woman who was sweeping the yard in front of her house with a large yellow bamboo broom. When the other party saw Xi Heng, he raised his hand and grinned to greet him. Xi Heng responded with a casual wave of his hand and was about to pass by this person, but the other party slowly followed him. "What's the matter?" The girl glanced. "Girl picking herbs." The other party said kindly: "Go to that little inn for breakfast again? It's too expensive to order that every day. Why don't you come to my house? We're neighbors, not far away..." Although it sounded quite friendly, Xi Heng found the other party's hoarse voice really disturbing. He turned around and looked at a small tree on the side of the road near the sword, then he stretched out his palm and sent out a hidden force. With a whooshing sound, a palm wind flew out and hit the tree trunk, which was as thick as an ordinary person's calf, with a bang, leaving a clear palm mark on it. Immediately afterwards, a crack appeared in the middle of the palm print. After a few loud noises, the whole small tree split in the middle and fell backwards. Xi Heng withdrew his hand, and took advantage of the other party's surprise and daze to say: "Don't come to me." After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and continued on his way. After a few steps, she suddenly remembered something and turned back to say, "I like women and have no interest in anything else." The old woman behind him stared at the fallen tree with wide eyes, obviously not yet reacting. Xi Heng said no more, turned around and walked away. In her second life, this old woman often approached her in the name of helping her find a boyfriend, but as a time traveler, Xi Heng had very high standards and how could she possibly look down on these indigenous people. However, after she said this, she suddenly remembered the women she had seen in her previous life, those women who had caused some ripples in her heart, such as Senior Sister Hong Miao, Yan Hongji, and Hua Manlou's maid Chun Xian, as well as the emcee and palace maid who were the most beautiful in the world in the palace, and so on, so she added another sentence.
Thinking of his senior sister, Xi Heng turned his head and looked towards the southwest direction of Jinshi City. "In the next life, I will go to the Red Line Sword Academy to have a look..." "I haven't practiced the three-fold dark energy moves of the Red Line Sword Technique yet. Before I travel around the world looking for the secret manual of the Transformation Realm martial arts, I should find a place to practice for a while." For her, the best place to practice martial arts is naturally the Hongxian Sword Academy where there are many acquaintances. "I remember that in the first two years after the reload, the Red Line Sword Academy was still very stable. Let's stay there for a while... and relax." Although Xi Heng was only emperor for a dozen days, every day was quite exhausting. Not only does he have to deal with relations with court officials and the overall political and military situation, but he also has to guard against being assassinated by others. He also needs to study the efficacy of the Blood Spirit Stone, recite four books of Hua Jin martial arts, and read various rumors about immortals.