As a result, she now really wants to find a quiet place to live, where she doesn't have to worry about right or wrong or go against anyone. If anyone tried to argue with her, she would chop off their head... As they walked, the inn appeared in front of them and Xi Heng stepped into it. There were several scattered martial artists sitting inside with their weapons and soldiers. She didn't even glance at them and directly asked the waiter to serve the food. During the meal, a few warriors with messy and simple clothes teased her and asked her if she wanted to come over for a drink. Xi Heng ignored him. She was infected by the rural atmosphere of the village and felt more at ease. She didn't want to kill anyone for the time being. The other party also knew that he was asking for trouble, so he rolled his eyes and then picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth. After a simple meal, the girl slowly walked back to her cabin, casually looking around. The dense, tall, slightly leaning mulberry trees rustled in the wind, and a dark-colored rooster appeared from nowhere and walked along the street with its head held high and its chest puffed out. In the front yard of a roadside house, a bald old man was sawing wooden boards, and then he assembled the wooden strips and boards into a small trapezoidal bench. Countless sawdust was scattered on the ground, and the roosters rushed over to peck at them...
A skinny black dog immediately pounced on the rooster when it saw it. The old carpenter who was assembling the bench quickly picked up a wooden stick from the ground and shouted, trying to stop the black dog. The rooster cackled loudly, spread its broad wings and flapped them to fly, suddenly flying two or three meters high and landing on a small thatched roof on the side. The black dog chased after him, jumping upwards repeatedly, but it could only cling to the wall and bark wildly from below. When Xi Heng saw this vibrant and peaceful scene, he had a strange feeling as if he had reintegrated into the world. After reloading the game, she regarded all kinds of creatures as NPCs in the game. And now, I finally realized that other creatures are not so mechanical, they are also living things. She realized that she was becoming more and more indifferent to everything. It seems to be true. When I killed people before, my mood didn't fluctuate much. I don’t know whether this is good or bad. "Let it be." Xi Heng said to himself. After returning to the room filled with a slightly rotten smell, she did not sit down cross-legged to practice the Life-Taking Technique as she had done before. Instead, she poured herself a glass of water, cleaned the room, and took out a wearable piece of clothing from the wooden cabinet to change into tomorrow. Then, she pulled up the layers of bedding on her bed and hung them on the bamboo pole in front of the room to dry... Her mentality seemed to change slightly. After finishing these daily routines, Xi Heng returned to his room, sat cross-legged and practiced the Life-Taking Spell. Another full half day passed. The day turned into night, the cicadas began to chirp in the woods again, fireflies fluttered and buzzed, and the faint yellow light they emitted added a touch of mystery and wonder to the world. …… By the seventh day, Xi Heng's hair had turned dry and pale again like the one he had when he last sat on the throne in his previous life. In his previous life, he only used the Death Spell five times, but in this life he used it seven times, and he looked even more sickly. Her originally slender body became even thinner, with bones visible.
The blue veins on the back of his hands and wrists became more and more obvious as his body became thinner, and his muscles gradually atrophied as his lifespan was about to end. After using the Death Spell seven times, when he opened his eyes again, although he was still clear-headed, his vision was actually blurry. His field of vision was blurred no matter how far or near, it was as if the whole world was covered with a thick fog and he could only see a few hazy colors. Not only vision, but all five senses are becoming weaker and weaker due to the passing of lifespan. Xi Heng also heard a buzzing sound in his ears, as if there was a flying insect flying around his ear. However, she herself was not bothered by this. Instead, she observed the now emaciated body with curiosity. "Many muscles have become smaller... and wrinkles have appeared on the skin." Xi Heng touched it with his hand. "I have no strength in my body." Curiously, she pushed her frail body to sit on the bed, supported herself with her hands, and stood up little by little. "But the Qi, blood, tendons and bones in my body are still intact, and I can use my strength... The strength of my flesh has become extremely weak due to the reduction of my lifespan, but the strength of my tendons and bones can still be exerted." "This state can be regarded as taking off the strength of the flesh and limbs and emphasizing the strength of the tendons and bones. It can be of great use in the cultivation of tendon and bone strength." Xi Heng stood up his thin body and walked out of the room. I couldn't see anything on the road and could only rely on my memory and the vague colors and light to find the location of the door. It took half a minute to reach the empty courtyard. Xi Heng raised his hand, took a deep breath, closed his eyes which were no longer of much use, and felt the majestic energy and blood flowing through his dantian and meridians. She released a little bit of energy, which turned into strength in her palm. She gently pushed her left hand forward. The tendons and bones in her thin flesh trembled, and a muffled sound like a sonic boom came out of thin air. bang—— Because there was no interference from physical strength, Xi Heng had a better understanding of muscle and bone strength. The Qi and blood generated a trace of dark power, which she gathered on her right leg. She moved her feet slightly, and the abundant dark power burst out with each small step. She used her waist and the three major joints of her left and right legs to exert force at the same time. With a bang, she stepped down more than ten centimeters into the dry and hard yellow soil, and many large and small cracks appeared on the surrounding ground. The next moment, the dark energy that had penetrated inside was stimulated again, and a muffled sound was heard from inside the ground, shaking the big trees nearby. "Bone strength is indeed stronger than flesh strength. The force limit that can be carried is several times greater than that of muscles. If I practice more in this state, I may be able to break the brick and stone wall with a casual palm..." Xi Heng's hands kept rotating and waving, and there was hidden power in each movement, which suddenly exploded and created a wave in the air. The vast energy and blood in her body, which far exceeds the ordinary dark power, is enough for her to practice for a long time. After a while, she gathered her strength and slowly came to a mulberry tree that was so wide that a person could hug it. Xi Heng placed his palm on it, and his slender five fingers stroked the bark, then moved his palm backwards, with tremendous force existing between several tendons and joints. She recalled a sentence that Senior Sister Hong Miao had taught her during her martial arts training, and she recited it softly: "Use your body to move your hands, and use your hands to lead the power..." Rotate your torso and step your right foot back. "The feet follow the hands, the Qi of the two kidneys rolls... the Qi of the whole body follows." Turn your toes slightly, and the majestic energy and blood will flow through your meridians.
The strength stored in several joints and ligaments burst out together, and the palm instantly rested on the wooden stake. boom-- The air vibrated, and the huge force pushed out, which actually directly knocked the entire huge mulberry tree crooked a few points. Xi Heng exhaled lightly, and the hidden power he had struck out burst out from inside the mulberry tree again, and a tearing sound came from inside the giant tree again. There were simultaneous sounds like layers of paper being pierced by bullets, and then the entire mulberry tree suddenly trembled. A few thick mulberry leaves floated down from above and drifted to the side along Xi Heng's slightly swaying white hair. There was another ear-piercing creaking sound. The giant tree was torn apart from the middle by the huge force and fell backwards, with its leaves rustling. Xi Heng shouted softly and struck again with his left palm. The mulberry tree that was falling in front of him accelerated and fell down, raising a lot of dust. After the rumbling sound, she gained a better understanding of muscle and bone strength. Sometimes even a slight and slow movement can use the muscles and bones to burst out extremely strong force in an instant, leaving the enemy no time to react. After cultivating the strength of muscles and bones, even if you are in a small space where it is difficult to accumulate strength, you can still burst out with powerful force by relying on the rotation of your muscles and bones. She slowly withdrew her hand, the dark energy she had condensed yesterday had been almost consumed. Moreover, because she had just used a deadly skill and was now performing such an intense series of moves and exerting such great strength, she was extremely exhausted and did not have much time left to live. Perhaps if she relaxed a little, she would immediately fall to the ground and close her eyes, unable to get up. "My life span is not enough to use the Fatal Spell one more time..." Xi Heng still held on to his will, keeping his almost exhausted body standing steadily. "If I use it again, I might just die of old age... It deserves to be called the Death Spell." This was the fastest time she lost her life... Xi Heng stood there, took a few deep breaths, then propped himself up and returned to the room. While walking, I vaguely felt that it would be much better with a cane. Xi Heng smiled bitterly: "I'm only seventeen years old..." The biological age of this body is still seventeen, but I have a feeling that I will die of old age soon. She returned to her room based on her physical memory and blurry vision, and groped her way to sit cross-legged on the bed again. Xi Heng didn't plan to take a nap first. She was just physically tired, but there was nothing wrong with her mentally. Directly, he started practicing the last fatal move in this life. The Qi and blood in Dantian circulate, gather into a spoon shape, move it to the Mingmen acupoint on the back of the body, draw out the life force to wrap it, and then collect it back to Dantian... The long-term repetitive operation has made Xi Heng extremely familiar with and refined it. All fluctuations of Qi and blood in his body are extremely smooth. Once they move to Dantian, they gather together and easily cut down and swallow up the vital energy. After practicing it three more times, Xi Heng found that many parts of his skin and flesh were almost completely attached to his bones. He was really too thin. Gradually, the dry and white hair strands fell off and broke off inch by inch.
Before much of it had fallen off, Xi Heng had already lost consciousness. Although her spirit had left her body, she remained motionless like a Buddha statue, always in a meditative posture, just like the legendary sitting meditation. ........................ Chapter 49: Return to the Red Gate I closed my eyes and reopened them again. All that was left in front of me was the loading screen and a few lines of small square characters emitting a faint blue light. It seemed that there was no change from before. The previously hazy eyes became bright and clear again. After carefully reading the text at the beginning, the girl frowned slightly. She actually noticed a little change, just a little bit - Mental age: 24/958 This time, her total mental age not only did not increase, but actually decreased by two years. "What did I do?" Xi Heng didn't quite understand. In the past seven or eight days that she had lived in her fifth life, she had only eaten, slept, and practiced the Life-Taking Technique every day. Eating and sleeping would definitely not have any impact on her. The Life-Taking Technique should only damage her physical lifespan, and not her mental and spiritual aspects... Even if the total mental age does not increase, it should remain the same, right? "Could it be that the Death Spell really has some impact on the mind? The upper limit of my mental age in my previous life should have been increased more, but it was offset?" "Or maybe it's just because the body is rapidly withering and weakening, causing the mind to be affected a little. As long as it's not as intense as this time, and it's done slowly and gently, and if you rest for a while after each use of the Life-Taking Technique, you won't be affected too much..." "Or... does living shorter itself affect your mental age?" Xi Heng tilted his head, really not quite understanding. Although I have some guesses, I am unwilling to use my own mental age to verify them. She no longer needs to use the fatal spell and does not need a control test. "Never mind. It's only two years less. Just think of it as the mental age I gained from my previous life." "But two years sounds a bit too long..." Xi Heng pouted. "I hope to find a way to achieve immortality as soon as possible. Maybe I can ignore this shortcoming." Xi Heng's eyes fell on the column for selecting items, and he chose the four martial arts secrets books that he had prepared before and memorized in this life. After confirming, click Load File. The familiar feeling of twisting and washing came over me, and after a while that was unclear whether it was short or long, I smelled the smell of rotting wood in the room again. I opened my eyes and saw the jagged beams above my head and the spider webs fluttering. This scene had occurred to Xi Heng several times, and he had memorized it in his mind, even memorizing the locations of several spiders. When he turned his head and looked, it was indeed right there. Exactly. "I don't want to wake up in this shabby little house in the village at the foot of the mountain anymore..." Xi Heng said to himself: "Then, let's create a save file in the room of the palace or Hua Man Lou, right? Of course, we can't just waste it... When the opportunity is right, try to choose a better environment."
Every time after reloading the game, the first thing that rushes into my nose is the smell of moist rotten wood, which I really don't like. Xi Heng got up slowly. This time she didn't feel very tired when she woke up. She didn't have to collapse on the bed and sleep for a whole day like she did the previous two times. After thinking about what he was going to do, he stood up, took his purse, took out a few taels of silver from the cabinet, and left the room. The sky outside was sunny and bright. Xi Heng, who had regained the youth of a 17-year-old girl, walked along the familiar long road to the village entrance. On the way, I met the old carpenter villager from my previous life and his black dog.