Why is my Hundred Lifetimes Book different?

07, A Qi Refining Master Approaching His End

Shanyang County Prison.

The cell door was exceptionally sturdy, constructed from ironwood, a local specialty.

In the room where Ren Qingshan was located, the ironwood, as thick as a thigh, clearly showed the marks of time, and the dried, black bloodstains indicated that countless people had died there.

With a piece of ironwood in each hand, Ren Qingshan's face turned crimson, his blood boiling!

next second.

The ironwood, which had existed for countless years, shattered with a crash, sending wood chips, as hard as iron and stone, flying everywhere.

The commotion immediately alerted the other prisoners.

"He's trying to run!"

"Sir, that child is trying to escape from prison!"

"Child, come and open the door for your grandfather!"

"Don't run away!"

A cacophony of voices.

Like a basket of crabs, no one can escape.

Ren Qingshan ignored him, slipped out of the cell, and headed straight for the exit.

Two jailers hurried over, carrying swords, both angry and alarmed. They looked at each other, but neither dared to make the first move.

The child who went to prison... that's no ordinary person.

The most powerful head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) of Qianjin镖局 (escort agency) in his lifetime all died at his hands!

The county magistrate confessed, the registrar confessed...

They were fed two meals a day, all made with fine rice, and had meat with every meal; they were never mistreated.

Once the turmoil outside subsides, I will definitely go out.

But now, young master, what are you doing?

"Make way."

"I don't like killing."

Ren Qingshan walked towards the two of them and called out in a clear voice, a subtle feeling welling up inside him.

—Power is authority, and it can truly change a person.

Having lived two lives, at this moment, for the first time, I truly felt the power that belongs to the "superior".

The two jailers stared at each other as if confronting a ferocious beast, and slowly retreated, knives in hand.

Ren Qingshan stared intently at them, his body a head shorter than theirs, yet he moved with the ease of a leisurely stroll, forcing the two to retreat.

"Chop him down!"

"Coward!"

"Fight! Kill!"

The prisoners were making a ruckus, and the jailer was sweating profusely, but he still didn't make a move. The taller one on the left was the first to succumb to the pressure, turned around and ran, shouting, "Master Zhang! Master Zhang!"

An invisible chill quietly enveloped Ren Qingshan.

The blood and qi were boiling beneath the skin, yet the surface was extremely cold, and the hairs on the skin stood on end.

Master Zhang?

Are there any experts in this prison?

At the end of the line of sight, an old man with white hair and beard, a withered body, and missing a leg, held chopsticks, picked up a piece of steaming hot tofu, and looked at Ren Qingshan with an indifferent gaze that showed no emotion whatsoever across the prison cell corridor.

puff!

He didn't make any move; the tender tofu on the chopsticks was still trembling, but the "qi" in the void seemed to transform into a powerful and agile hand.

Ren Qingshan was struck as if by a slap, flying out without any power to resist, crashing heavily onto the ironwood, spitting out blood.

What kind of power is this?

Monk?

There was actually a cultivator hidden in the prison of Shanyang City?

Although it was unexpected, I was even more pleasantly surprised!

good news!

"Blood Sacrifice Style!"

Without any hesitation, Ren Qingshan bit his tongue and immediately attacked with a suicidal move, burning ninety percent of his life force with a blood sacrifice. He would either succeed or die trying!

Seeing the approaching blood-red shadow, the old man's expression remained unchanged. He slowly put the tofu into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and his posture was very relaxed and leisurely.

The blood shadow solidified in mid-air, as if time and space had stood still, "fixing" it there.

Ren Qingshan was shocked.

What kind of supernatural power is this?

The gap in strength is like an ant trying to shake an elephant, or a mortal looking up at a god!

Despite trying her best, she couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes or the sole of his shoes!

What level of cultivation does this person possess?

"go back!"

"The Yang family's affairs are not yet settled. Once the dust settles, you will find your own way out."

"What's the rush?"

The old man said dryly, "The Blood Burning Battle Technique severely damages one's vitality. Even though this child has abundant blood and energy, after this battle, he has probably lost at least 70% or 80%. However, he has only himself to blame and has no one else to blame."

Ren Qingshan remained silent, only focusing on unleashing his blood.

until...

boom!

A shower of blood fell in the prison cell.

For the first time, a hint of astonishment appeared on the old man's usually calm face.

Is this kid insane?

……

When Ren Qingshan opened his eyes again, he saw himself sitting cross-legged in the cell, and Tie Mu was unharmed.

[The Book of a Hundred Deaths: 98 pages remaining]

In your past life, you died at the hands of the cultivator Zhang Xiuyan.

Zhang Xiuyan

[Cultivation Level: First Level of Qi Refining]

[Supernatural Powers: None]

[Treasure: Spirit Charm]

Please select!

Upon seeing the information in the Book of a Hundred Deaths, Ren Qingshan was both delighted and astonished.

The surprise was that the old man in the prison was indeed a cultivator, and he "burst" out a Qi-refining talisman.

The astonishment stemmed from the fact that the opponent was only at the first level of Qi Refining, had no supernatural powers, no extra treasures, and even seemed to lack any cultivation techniques, yet had completely overwhelmed him in the previous battle.

Having only reached the first level of Qi Refining, such an almost insurmountable gap has already formed between him and ordinary people!

【Amulet of Spirit Reincarnation】

Ren Qingshan made his choice immediately.

I had previously considered that the Qi Refining Talisman would be bound to an individual by the Immortal Sect, but since it cannot be verified at the moment, I will try it out for now.

Accompanied by an invisible fluctuation, a vision appeared before Ren Qingshan's eyes.

day!

It's the clear sky!

云！

It's a white cloud!

The sky rises higher and higher, with twelve enormous, illusory figures standing tall and far away, their faces blurred and their true forms unseen, seemingly close yet also far beyond the horizon.

Majestic, sacred, vast, grand, unknowable, and unbearable to look directly at.

One of them pointed a finger, and a point of white light immediately flew towards him.

【Refining Talisman - Shen】

申？

Ren Qingshan was puzzled and had no time to think. He felt a spiritual breeze permeate his body, as if he were in a vast void, with the heavenly gate above his head wide open and an immortal touching his head.

Nourished by the spiritual wind, the body naturally undergoes dramatic changes.

The skin was glowing, with a bronze hue.

The bone is sublimating, like cast iron bones.

The bone marrow steamed, resembling jade.

Blood flowed like a galaxy.

A glint of golden light in his eye transformed into a golden eye!

In just a few breaths, all the changes in his body were completed, and only then did Ren Qingshan see the information contained in the [Refining Qi Talisman - Shen].

[When spiritual energy enters the body, one transcends the mortal realm and ascends to immortality, achieving a skin of bronze, bones of iron, marrow of jade, blood of silver, and eyes of gold, while also extending one's lifespan by ten years.]

This is a gift from the Daoist Master; we should be eternally grateful.

[Nine levels of Qi Refining, each level representing a new realm]

[Absorb spiritual energy and cultivate your own destiny. Once you have condensed your spiritual root, you can advance to the second level of Qi Refining, gaining even greater authority.]

Ok?

This was supposed to be a "beginner's guide," outlining the path of cultivation ahead. However, it was different from what I had previously imagined, even almost completely overturning my expectations.

"Condensing spiritual roots?"

Shouldn't spiritual roots be considered a talent?

However, on second thought, Ren Qingshan remembered the four words Liu Yunsong had said: "That's how the rules are."

Paying money to buy Qi-refining talismans is the rule.

Advancing from the first level of Qi Refining to the second level relies on condensing spiritual roots, which is also a rule.

These rules were probably set by the twelve unknown beings I just saw.

Good thing...

In any case, now that I have the Qi Refining Talisman, I can be considered to have entered the path of immortality!

The gap between immortals and mortals is simply too great!

This difference, when manifested in combat, is not a difference in strength stats or combat skills, but a difference in the very nature of strength!

As Liu Yunsong said before, "The Dao is the authority of Heaven and Earth!"

Power can kill, without a trace!