I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 50 People who used to like alchemy, why don't they like alchemy?
State of Jin, Dangshan County.

At the foot of Dang Mountain outside the county, in the dense forest.

A middle-aged man with a firm face let out a long breath and opened his eyes.

"Finally broke through to the third level of Qi training. The "Three Turns of Dance" handed down by the ancestors is really exquisite. The more you study it deeply, the more wonderful it will be."

"It's a pity..." He looked down at his hands that had become white and delicate, and the calluses had disappeared.

His eyes became bewildered.

"Now the speed of cultivation is getting slower and slower. I have a feeling that if this continues, even if I reach the end of my life, I will not be able to practice to the fourth level of Qi training, and my cultivation will even regress. According to the words left by the ancestors, I should find the spiritual veins and practice on them. But where are the spiritual veins?"

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Five wishes in the mountains.

Grinning its teeth, a monkey nimbly jumped onto the back of a boar as big as a hill.

After a few more jumps, it came to the top of the boar's head.

The boar roared wildly, shook its head vigorously, and even slammed into dense forests and rocks.

Monkeys can always escape when there is no time.

Then the claws are like lightning, grabbing a handful of fur, and then grabbing a piece of flesh, it's like playing with wild boars.

This wild boar in the early stage of foundation establishment became more and more angry, but it could only be incompetent and furious.

It didn't even touch a single hair of the monkey until it was scratched to the point of bleeding.

Finally, the monkey seemed to be tired of playing, and stretched out its claws again.

The wild boar's whining resounded through the valley. Looking carefully, there were only two empty blood holes in the position of its eyeballs.

The continuous wail was like the ritual and music that crowned the monkey. The monkey stood proudly on the back of the hopping wild boar, as steady as walking on the ground.

He also made various humane movements to show off his martial arts to the beasts watching around him.

The beasts watching the battle knelt down or exposed their bellies in a gesture of submission, acknowledging the monkey's dominion over the valley.

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Wu Guo, Jingzhou.

Although the young Liao Minmin's eyes were bloodshot and swollen like walnuts, he didn't shed a single tear, and there was only deep-seated hatred in his eyes.

She picked up the broken tablet that had fallen to the ground.

Seeing the words "ancestor Liao Leizhong" in the eyes of hatred, they finally became gentle.

Then she knelt down and rummaged through the pile of wood debris.

She finally touched it until her hands were stabbed bloody and bloody from the splintered wood.

With a look of joy, she picked up the object, and stared at the sunlight coming in from the broken wall.

In the smashed ancestral hall, this is probably the only well-preserved thing.

She held it tightly in her palm and pressed it against her chest.

In the eyes, a raging flame ignited.

Rumor has it that there was an immortal teacher in the ancestors who had great supernatural powers, and it was as easy as turning clouds and rains, and living dead people with bones.

Liao Yuleizhong, the ancestor of Lie, was able to easily become a congenital master because of the help of the ancestor of the immortal master.

However, after Lie Zuxian left, the family went from bad to worse.

There is the enemy Qingzhubao, who keeps fighting.

Xiaoxiao, who coveted the family-inherited exercises, peeped secretly.

But his great-grandfather, great-grandfather, and grandfather all did nothing, and the family became second-rate.

Finally, they found a chance to wipe out the Liao family, leaving only her as a concubine girl who survived.

Only she firmly remembers.

According to the ancestor's precepts, there is something hidden in the spiritual tablet of Liao Yulei, the ancestor of Lie.

When the family is in crisis, take out this thing.

With this item, you can find the ancestor of the fairy master in Dangpo Mountain.

As long as the ancestor of the fairy master is willing to take action, he will be able to easily avenge the whole family!
Then rebuild the family!
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In the north of Wu State, the Crouching Niu Mountains.

In the forest, covered with snow.

In the rudimentary cabin that seemed to be piled up with a few logs randomly, light blue smoke floated out.

Outside the cabin, several rows of footprints in different shades extend into the forest.

In the cabin, a boy with a big head and a thin body, no more than ten years old, was trying to skin a skinny rabbit with his fingers swollen like carrots with frostbite.

A girl half a head taller than him, as thin as bean sprouts, with black and yellow skin, was struggling to stir the suspicious liquid in the cauldron with a wooden spoon.

The not-so-pleasant smell made them swallow with hunger.

"You said, can they bring back a sheep?" The boy buried his head in skinning, but he couldn't help but want to speak. "If we can't hunt any more prey, we will start to starve to death after this rabbit eats up. We can't all survive this winter."

The girl's shoulders trembled, but she didn't speak.

"Sister, I bet you must be the one who died of starvation first. You don't have the energy to hunt, and you don't have much handicraft work. They let you eat the least amount of food every meal."

The girl cried out, "200 years ago, our ancestors led an army of hundreds of thousands in this mountain range, defeated the main army of Qi State, saved Wu State, and gave birth to hundreds of millions of people. This is a great merit! The shadow of our ancestors will protect us from this winter!"

The boy sneered, "Wake up, Gentleman Zhize, beheaded for five generations. Do the math, how many generations are we? No matter how many times there is left, they will not bless us. We can only save ourselves!"

He raised his head, and there was a stern look in his eyes that shouldn't belong to his age, "I've thought about it, anyway, it's impossible for everyone to survive this winter, anyway, people will die. Let's act first! Kill two people first, and the food saved is enough for us to survive."

The girl was startled, and murmured "This is not good", but did not raise any objection clearly.

After a while she said gloomily: "Or, I'd better die. You are so thin, you are not their opponent, don't be killed by them instead. If I die, I can save a ration, and you should be able to live."

The boy didn't speak, just lowered his head again and played with the rabbit.

If my sister saw his determined eyes, she would probably understand his intentions.

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"Sleep before sleeping in a big dream? I know it all my life."

"Caotang is full of sleep in spring, and the sun is getting late outside the window."

Stretching, Du Youqian, who finally had a good night's sleep, felt refreshed.

There was a pattering sound, and he looked at the light rain outside the cave mansion, feeling a bit dumbfounded.

"Oh, the mood doesn't seem right."

"Let's think about it... don't listen to the sound of Chuanlin beating leaves, why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and straw shoes are light than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of mist and rain will make you live forever."

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

After entertaining himself for a while, Du Youqian suddenly thought of today's alchemy task, and felt that his smile was a little stiff.

The world should be destroyed quickly, okay?

He used to like alchemy very much.

But that was before becoming an official true disciple.

No matter how much you like, if you repeat it formulaically every day, you will never get tired of it a hundred times or ten times, and you will become bored after thousands of times.

Rubbing his face, Du Youqian got out of bed helplessly, ready to start his day's schedule.

"Brother Yuanqing! Brother Yuanqing!"

The little chubby Guo Mingsheng shouted excitedly, "There is good news!"

(End of this chapter)