What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

The commotion here attracted ordinary people nearby to eat melons. Soon, outside the ashes, a circle of people crowded to watch.

"Tsk tsk, it's not in vain, the prickly pear fruit is really extraordinary."

"What immortal? This is Buddha. He will go to the Western world in the future."

"Immortals and Buddhas, don't they all mean the same thing?"

"Look what the man is doing, there is a fairy next to him, she is so beautiful."

Song Shi opened his eyes amidst a burst of chirping sounds. His eyes contained golden light, and he looked like a transcendent.

Seeing everyone watching him, he was a little speechless: "Aren't you afraid of the plague when you gather here?"

The plague was very severe during this period, and sometimes a whole village could be wiped out. White cloths were hung everywhere in Jinxiu City. The roads were sparsely populated. It had been a long time since I had seen so many people gathering together.

"The Immortal has spoken to us!"

"Immortal, we are all people who have survived the plague, we are not afraid of the plague anymore!"

A group of people chatted with each other, and Song Shi realized that they were all survivors emotionally. From a scientific point of view, they were indeed not afraid of the plague.

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew, and he suddenly felt cold all over. He looked down.

"I#"

Song Shi hurriedly took out a spare set of clothes and put them on. Seeing everyone still staring at him, he felt embarrassed thinking that he might have lost all just now.

He said shamelessly: "What are you looking at? They are almost gone. Go home and collect your clothes."

Everyone was so frightened that they took a step back, but still did not retreat. Instead, more people came over.

"Master!"

Liu Ruxuelian moves lightly, just like a snow lotus coming to Song Shi, bringing with it a burst of fragrance.

Her eyes were filled with joy: "Congratulations, sir, on your success in Foundation Building. You have also cultivated a legal body. Your strength is far beyond that of ordinary Foundation Building monks."

Elder Yuan, Da Chongming and Mei Niang stood aside with smiles.

"Please help me guard for a long time."

Song Shi smiled at Elder Yuan and the other three, walked over and took Liu Ruxue's hand, asking, "Shall we continue our journey?"

Seeing Song Shi holding Liu Ruxue's hand and hugging her waist, a group of melon-eaters immediately exploded.

"Oh, look, this is not the Buddha. How can a Buddha be so close to women?"

"I don't know. Have you ever heard of Happy Buddha?"

Song Shi also found at this moment that his hair was destroyed due to being unable to withstand the more powerful Nine Yang Origin force, and he had become bald, but he still felt depressed when he was treated as a monk.

He hugged Liu Ruxue and said as he walked: "Xue'er, do I look like a monk?"

Her beautiful eyes turned around Song Shi, Liu Ruxue covered her mouth and smiled: "Don't tell me, the young master really looks like a Buddhist Gate disciple."

"..."

Song Shi touched his head and coughed: "If you don't like these people, let's leave quickly."

They landed a little on the ground, flew lightly, and quickly left the crowd, leaving a group of people behind who were inexplicably excited to see them flying.

"Elder Yuan, I didn't delay your schedule, right?"

Song Shi looked at Elder Yuan apologetically. The elder personally protected him, and he was quite grateful.

"No, Mr. Song's breakthrough is a surprise to us."

Elder Yuan was about to mention the sect's affairs when a middle-aged man in official attire came across from him.

This man is in his forties, with flying birds embroidered on his official palace. He has a square face, broad ears, and slightly small eyes. He walks like a dragon and a tiger, and is followed by more than a dozen monks.

"I, Wang Huiwu, the prefect of Jinxiu City, have come here to invite Mr. Song to join our military training."

Xiu Bing, a special corps composed of monks, is a special branch of Daqian. It has a different role from departments such as the Demon Slayer Division. It mainly targets the battles of cultivators.

"Not interested in."

Song Shi didn't bother to ask and refused directly. He had decided to be free and would not run to tie himself up.

The latter's smile froze, and he said meaningfully: "Your Excellency, you are going to invite the moon palace, which is not a good place."

"I don't like to hear this, Mr. Wang. I didn't attack you when I invited the Moon Palace. Why are you saying bad things?"

Elder Yuan retorted coldly.

"Ahem, that's not what I meant. I think it would be bad for Mr. Song's health to go to a sect with a majority of female monks."

Wang Huiwu is profound.

"I can handle it."

Song Shi patted her chest, how could a man say no?

Wang Huiwu was speechless. Doesn't this guy know how dangerous those women in Yueyue Palace are?

"If there is nothing wrong with Mr. Wang, we will leave first."

Elder Yuan had a cold face, unwilling to let Wang Huiwu continue to pull people.

"Young Master Song is a monk who has gone out from our Jinxiu City. I wish you success in your cultivation. You can come back more often when you have time. I will arrange a banquet for you."

Wang Huiwu wisely stopped his persuasion and said a few nice words.

"Master Song's status in the Demon Slayer Division is valid at all times."

A man next to Wang Huiwu spoke.

"Thank you."

Song Shi clasped his fists and didn't pay much attention to the politeness. The other party only said this because he had reached the Foundation Building.

The five people turned and walked away. Wang Huiwu looked at Song Shi's back and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The talent is indeed outstanding. I hope this kid will not join the Demon Cult, otherwise he will be a serious problem."

Wang Huiwu muttered.

"It shouldn't be a big deal if he joins the Demon Cult. After all, the Demon Cult killed many people in his family. However, it would be troublesome to invite Yue Gong to waver and sit back and watch the fight between tigers and tigers."

The commander of the Demon Slaying Division next to Wang Huiwu shook his head and expressed his opinion.

"Let me tell you, sir. He values ​​this kid very much."

Wang Huiwu returned with his people and reported Song Shi's insistence on inviting Yuegong.

After hearing this, the white-clothed scholar couldn't help but laugh: "Young people are naive and don't know that those women in the Yueyue Palace are cannibals. When he is drained of his body and his essence is drained, he will regret it. "

Everyone couldn't help but smile like a man.

"It can only be said that this man was so confused by the woman that he didn't know that his life was in danger."

Wang Huiwu looked sarcastic.

"I understand this. Everyone, please go down. This is just a young genius. After we lose control of the number of monks, there will be many more coming out. Don't worry too much."

The scholar in white waved his hand and asked Wang Huiwu and others to leave.

After waiting for a moment, he said to himself: "Although there is no need to recruit this young man, the information of Yaoyue Palace must be maintained. Feiyu secretly develops Song Shi into a spy to keep abreast of the internal situation of Yaoyue Palace. If he really has any ideas …”

The white-clothed scholar paused for a moment, with a cold look in his eyes: "It is better to destroy them in advance than to be in a hurry when joining the rebels later."

"yes!"

A voice answered in the dark, and then quickly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

The scholar in white opened a map, looked at the red area on it, and frowned.

"The rebels this time are different from the past. They have no lower limit and are wreaking havoc everywhere. They are really difficult to deal with."

His gaze fell on the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains, and his gaze fluctuated rapidly.