Night without Borders

Chapter 176 Rebirth: I am a Butterfly

A bright moon hangs high in the sky, casting its clear light over the mountains and valleys, dyeing the entire forest a light silver-white.

Qin Ming was in a trance. Was he hallucinating when he was about to die?
This is definitely not a floating moonworm. It is much brighter than the strange insect in the Black and White Mountains.

The night was filled with fog, but not too thick. The moonlight was like water, pouring down, making the mountains and fields look like a thin layer of smoke rising, giving a simple and hazy beauty.

"I'm about to die. How can I have the mood to enjoy the scenery?" Qin Ming forced himself to stand up and loosened the umbrella bag on his body, but he still couldn't help but want to take a closer look at this world.

For people living in a dark world, seeing the moon is such a rare sight!

He leaned against an old tree, and he could no longer feel the severe pain all over his body. He gradually became numb. This was not a good sign, as it meant that his life might be counting down.

This is a mountainous area, covered with moonlight, with towering trees, vines with purple buds, and small trees with red fruits. The pleasant chirping of insects nearby makes the area seem even more quiet.

"In my current state, I might end up being eaten by wild beasts. Is it my turn to be buried in my stomach?" Qin Ming said to himself.

At the same time, he felt that he could not speak fluently and that this body was becoming increasingly out of control.

He looked inside carefully and found that his internal organs had completely stopped working and were full of cracks. He had no heartbeat and could not breathe. He was now a living dead.

However, Qin Ming didn't want to sit and wait for death.

"I have many unfulfilled wishes, I cannot die like this. Cao Qianqiu is such a bastard, hated by everyone, gods and ghosts, but he can live more and more energetically. I am so young, no younger than any of the ancestors, I cannot die young!"

He encouraged himself, activated the Life-changing Sutra, and practiced the Yuhua Force. He tried every technique that could nourish the body.

"I want to open up a path for the newcomers. They have such a hard time. But, this kind of words... seem too big. I, a small newcomer, am not worthy of them. Well, I still have a bunch of opponents waiting for me to beat. Another wish, I haven't found my grandfather yet. Back then, it was just the two of us who depended on each other. It was so lonely. I want to get married and have children, so that he can experience the happiness of being a great-grandfather. Oh, right, I have even seen the moon, I also want to see the sun!"

Qin Ming's desire to survive is maxed out. He doesn't want to die, and he desperately sets up various visions for himself!

In the end, except for the overbearing Purple Palace Thunder Fire, he did not dare to activate it, and he tried all the other secret methods.

One of them is really useful, that is the most gentle and nourishing "Yi Mu Jing", perhaps the environment here is very suitable for it.

The surrounding area is lush and green, with trees everywhere, and the entire mountain area is full of vitality.

In a moment, Qin Ming was overwhelmed by the rich Yi wood energy. The fragrance of nearby wild flowers, the smell of grass leaves, and the scent of soil flowed and rippled here, full of fresh vitality.

However, it only had some effect at first.

In the end, no matter how hard he tried, his physical condition still deteriorated to a terrible state.

At this moment, his heart, lungs, kidneys, etc., completely stopped working. Not even the slightest trace of fluctuation from earlier was present, and all his internal organs were silent.

Is this the death of the body? Qin Ming was a little depressed. After all, he couldn't escape this disaster. He really tried his best and there was no other way.

Although he is not a disciple of the immortal path, nor a god-seed of the esoteric religion, he is a leader among ordinary people, but it is still difficult to change his fate.

Under the moonlight, Qin Ming leaned against an old tree and sighed, feeling helpless. His sharpness had lost its edge.

He saw the red wild fruits on the tree not far away and realized that he had not eaten for a long time. However, thinking that his stomach was torn and had stopped functioning, he looked away again.

He was not afraid of death, but he had regrets about his life. Gradually, he calmed down and quietly watched the scenery nearby.

There is a lake next to it. Occasionally, a five-colored carp leaps up, breaking the mirror-like surface of the lake, shattering the moonlight, and sparkling. Wisps of lake mist blend with the moonlight, making it look very ethereal, mysterious, and somewhat elegant.

"It's a nice place to bury the bones." Having said that, he sounded a little lonely.

White smoke was lingering in the forest. Qin Ming looked up at the night sky. Was that the real moon?

"Did I fall into some creature's kingdom of God?" Qin Ming was a little suspicious.

In the night fog world, there are many masters and the old seniors are all very powerful. Even some pioneers may still be alive. If there is a bright moon in the sky, how can they be deceived?

Soon, he denied his doubts. This was definitely not the kingdom of the god-like creatures deep in the mysterious black fog.

Because, as far as he knew, his physical body should not be able to enter that kind of place.

Qin Ming looked inward again and found that although the body he had pieced together had completely stopped working, it had not rotted. This was beyond his expectations.

He scanned carefully, looking at every inch of flesh and blood. He believed that the main reason for his body's immortality was probably that his foundation was too solid. Even though it had been torn into many pieces, it still had strong vitality.

In addition, the purple mist, golden clouds, silver light, etc. collected from the "land" above the clouds also played a certain role, moistening the blood, flesh and internal organs, like secret medicine entering the body.

Moreover, he had just mobilized the Yi wood energy of the entire forest, which also helped to keep the flesh and blood somewhat "fresher".

But this is not a long-term solution. As time goes by, no matter how strong his foundation is, it will not be able to hold up. It is useless even if he is stronger than the ancestors of the same age in previous generations. It will eventually be exhausted.

"Perhaps, only a rebirth can save my life and revitalize my flesh and blood!" Qin Ming stared at the dreamy blue liquid that he had preserved with his adhesion and bound outside his body.

However, his physical problems are so serious that he will probably have difficulty in getting reborn.

Furthermore, if you are not in the best condition, taking minerals may actually harm your body.

"Everyone is about to die, why should I care about so many things!" Qin Ming tried his best.

He has no way back and can only move forward!
In an instant, he activated the Sky Light Force and sent all the blue liquid into his flesh and blood.

Now, he cannot absorb it orally.

His body was not very obedient, but fortunately, his Tianguang Jin was special, integrating divine wisdom and consciousness, so he could still use it.

All the flesh and blood of Qin Ming, including his torn heart, lungs, and kidneys, were covered with wisps of blue mist. "The path for ordinary people is to move forward by mutating their bodies. The predecessors who pioneered the way took some special herbs when they were dying in the process of fighting giant beasts, and then they succeeded in transformation. They left bloody footprints one step at a time and struggled forward. I can do it too!"

He strengthened his beliefs and encouraged himself.

In an instant, his Sky Light Energy flowed throughout his body.

If he fails today, he will die here.

As expected, if Qin Ming was not in the best condition, taking minerals would cause great harm to his body. He even had blood coming out of all his orifices.

He originally had no blood to bleed, but now after his entire body was "invaded" by the dreamy blue liquid, it was vibrating slightly, trying to mobilize his own potential for rebirth.

This led to serious consequences. His body, which was originally pieced together, was like a piece of cracked porcelain and was now almost falling apart again.

If things go wrong, the ground will be covered with blood and flesh.

Obviously, he was different from the predecessors who paved the way for him. In the eyes of others, his body had already been dead and could not be revived at all.

What other methods can he use to prolong his life now?

At the critical moment of life and death, Qin Ming maintained his body from breaking into pieces. After enduring the drastic changes brought about by taking mineral elements, he chose to change his destiny.

This scripture came from the depths of the night fog world. It is quite mysterious and people outside the world are trying to comprehend it.

Now, he began to practice this sutra.

The Destiny-Changing Sutra is very magical. It can allow the heavenly light energy, divine wisdom, and the light of the soul to operate simultaneously.

At this moment, the three forces merged into one, like a golden river flowing in his broken flesh and blood.

Qin Ming's body was covered with cracks and was in extremely bad condition, as if he was shrouded in black fog. Not to mention the different parts of his body, even the inside of his heart, kidneys and other organs were cut and divided into multiple areas by the cracks.

As he practiced the Fate-Changing Sutra and moved forward along the mysterious network, golden rivers crossed the cold, broken land shrouded in night fog, gradually dispelling the darkness.

It was like clearing the land, with golden rivers spreading and watering in the black fog, waiting for the earth to come back to life. The light of heaven, divine wisdom, and the light of the soul merged like yang seeds, buried in the flesh and blood soil.

Qin Ming was full of hope, waiting for the foggy flesh and blood soil to glow again and dispel all the dead air.

However, in the end, all the golden rivers flowed deep into the "Yin Earth", dried up, and dried up completely. His spiritual consciousness sank into the flesh and blood and soil everywhere, but his body was still not reborn.

At this moment, Qin Ming's consciousness sank and he was confused. He could not break free from the black fog. Was he going to die along with his body?
Were all the efforts in vain? A feeling of helplessness and powerlessness surged into his heart, and he sighed in his drowsy consciousness. Even the Fate-Changing Sutra could not change his fate.

"In this era, all laws are flourishing and all paths are advancing. Great pioneering and development are about to come. Deep in the vast and boundless night fog world, there are endless mysteries. Those who are close to immortals and gods may have the hope of becoming gods and ancestors. I don't want to miss it. I am unwilling to do so. I want to pave the way for ordinary people and newborns!"

With Qin Ming's last sigh, he fell silent, the Fate-Changing Sutra stopped functioning, and those golden rivers seeped into the flesh and blood land in the black fog, never to appear again. He also had no consciousness fluctuations at all.

His body was silent, and there was a deadness in his body.

Anyone who comes here and sees him in this state can be sure that he has lost his life. His flesh, blood and spirit are all dead, and he is completely dead.

In the night sky, on the bright moon, there was a rainbow light passing by, but it could not go far away. It just circled the moon and quickly disappeared, and the night sky became cold and silent.

On the ground, Qin Ming lay motionless, with black mist swirling in the soil and blood of his flesh and blood. The "yang seed" planted by the Life-Changing Sutra was powerless and could not take root or sprout.

Now, controlled by another scripture, they emerge on their own, and golden rivers return to the surface, crisscrossing through the black fog.

Not long after, golden threads appeared in Qin Ming's body, crisscrossing and stitching together his tattered body. Silver light was steaming and applied to his torn flesh and broken internal organs.

Finally, when he was completely in despair, the silk calligraphy started working!
At this moment, the golden needles on Qin Ming's body seemed to have been sewn thousands and tens of thousands of times. The silver light transformed and turned into jade light. He applied medicine again, and a faint medicinal fragrance wafted out.

At this moment, after the silver light has completely transformed into jade color, it may be considered the real golden jade burial suit.

Even with such an unusual scene, Qin Ming remained silent. His condition was extremely bad!
It can be seen that his whole body is like a cocoon, because the golden jade clothes have become dim, and after being tied to his body, he has not moved at all.

It was unknown how long it took before Qin Ming's consciousness partially revived, illuminating part of his body, and then he rushed out of the cocoon of flesh and blood.

He was confused, who was he and where was he.

Then he looked down and saw a body covered with blood scabs, lifeless and as if trapped in a cocoon.

At this time, he saw several butterflies dancing in the forest under the moonlight.

His spiritual consciousness followed suit, dancing like a butterfly, and followed.

"No, I'm not them, who am I?" He stopped again and flew back to his body.

"I was reborn as a butterfly? No, I am Qin Ming, I can't die!" Sporadic fragments of memory appeared. Although he was only partially conscious, he still remembered a lot of things.

This was only a part of his consciousness, but he knew that as long as he left his body and went away, his flesh and blood and the dormant main consciousness within it would die completely.

In an instant, he returned to his body.

This fragment of consciousness, which is a fusion of divine wisdom, heavenly light, etc., is not fragile. He vibrates and burns it with all his might to awaken the main consciousness.

Gradually, the main consciousness that had been silent for a long time began to glow, emitting a faint light, and the golden jade clothes also regained a little luster.

"I want to wake up, I am not a butterfly, I am the founder of the path-building!" Qin Ming's fragmented consciousness roared, stirring up ripples in the main consciousness, and then turned into flames and began to burn until the entire main consciousness became dazzling, and he woke up completely.

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(End of this chapter)