What If I Can't Die?



"The righteous path of heaven and earth is indestructible. Only speed can't break it. What's the use of stacking up a pile of turtle shells? Aren't you destined to be broken by my sword?"

He Changqing, who was filled with pretentious airs, stepped forward. He was clearly panting heavily from exhaustion and sweating profusely, but he still deliberately smoothed his hair and straightened his back, appearing very gentlemanly.

Xuan Buzheng turned around and said expressionlessly, "But you're a step too late. Your sharpness is destined to be always short of breaking through my defense."

Song Shi wanted to laugh when he heard that. One of them attacked while the other defended. They were born to be sworn enemies.

He Changqing's eyebrows twitched and he said disdainfully, "I just didn't want to climb up like a certain someone who was crawling up like a dog."

Song Shi saw sparks shooting out of their eyes which collided violently in the air as both glared at each other.

In the end, the two of them did not fight because they were too tired. How could they still have the strength to fight after climbing for so long?

He Changqing glanced at Song Shi and sat on the ground with a smile. He cupped his fists and said, "I was wrong previously. Brother Song is really amazing."

"I also think I'm very powerful."

Song Shi nodded. He couldn't be polite when talking to this guy. He had to be pretentious when he had to. Otherwise, he would be taken advantage of by the other party.

He Changqing felt like he had been choked. This was the first time he had met someone so impolite.

He glanced at Qian Wuji, "I'm too tired. I'll recuperate for a while."

He wasn't in a hurry to retrieve his treasure. He sat cross-legged on the ground and immediately began his restoration.

Having learned his lesson, he did not give Song Shi any chance.

"This guy, is there a need to guard against me? You make it seem like I'm going to snatch your things."

Song Shi pursed his lips. The other party's actions were indeed wise. This was because he was restricted by the rules and could not take the supreme treasure again unless someone else took it.

From this, it could be seen that Qian Wuji was too arrogant. He thought that his identity was strong enough that Song Shi would not dare to snatch from him. In the end, he met someone who did not play according to his plan.

The top of the Immortal opportunity platform fell silent again. Song Shi leisurely looked at the divine technique he acquired.

An hour later, the princess of Li Nation, who had interacted with Song Shi before, walked up. Her clothes were drenched in sweat and stuck to her body, accentuating her beautiful figure.

Song Shi, who was reading, was distracted. He sized up the girl with admiration and said with a smile, "Your figure is really not bad. What's your name?"

"Feng Wu."

When the woman saw Song Shi's nonchalant expression, she said enviously, "Young Master, it's good that you came first. With the spiritual rain as a reward, you can recover fast."

Song Shi burst with joy at being called Young Master. How long had it been? Ever since he joined the Heavenly Ghost Sect, people had just been calling him Old Ghost. How could that be better than being called Young Master?

"A beauty's mouth is indeed sweet. It's much better than some people who spout feces out of their mouth. Come and sit down. Let's comprehend this Acalanātha Body together."

Song Shi smiled and patted the ground beside him.

"Young Master is really generous. You're even willing to let me take a look at such a divine technique."

Smiling, Feng Wu walked over gracefully and sat down next to Song Shi, bringing with her a nice fragrance.

Song Shi sized up Feng Wu's voluptuous figure from a close distance. Her skin was so rosy that it looked as if water could drip from it. She looked so tired that he couldn't help but pity her.

Her long eyelashes fluttered and her beautiful eyes sparkled. "Thank you for your kind intentions, Young Master. I'm a woman and am not suitable to cultivate such domineering martial arts. It's better for Young Master to take a look by himself."

"I'm quite suitable. Brother Song, can you show me?"

Xuan Buzheng interrupted shamelessly.

"You're ugly. I don't want to show you."

Song Shi replied angrily and lowered his head to ignore him.

Xuan Buzheng pursed his lips. "He is really horny. Let me get my sister to try later."

At this moment, there were already five people on the stage, reaching the average level of previous years.

Song Shi could also roughly tell that among this generation of young people, the young royals of Qian, Li, Shui, and Sword Kingdom should be the strongest.

When he finished reading the Acalanātha Body, no one came up again. They were all waiting for the final sprint after restoring their strength.

"Take it."

Song Shi threw the golden book to Xuan Buzheng.

The latter was surprised, "You're really giving it to me?"

"It's not like this can only be practiced by one person. It doesn't matter if I give it to you. It depends on whether you dare to take it or not."

Song Shi glanced at Qian Wuji, whose face was twitching with anger, with a playful expression.

He was also dragging Xuan Buzheng down with him. This way, he may be able to gain someone useful in the future.

Xuan Buzheng was a little cold on the outside but passionate on the inside. He was not a bad person and was also the crown prince. He would be good support if Song Shi were to fight against Qian Wuji.

"Why wouldn't I dare? I was originally interested in this Acalanātha too."

Xuan Buzheng took it generously, "After cultivating it, my defense should be able to improve again and become more perfect."

He Changqing's heart skipped a beat. He opened his eyes and glanced at Xuan Buzheng.

If this fellow cultivated the Acalanātha Body, it would really be difficult to injure him in the future.

He was a little tempted. Should he ask to borrow it? It wasn't this guy's anyway.

"Remember that you owe me a favor. In the future, if you have anything of the same level, remember to show it to me."

Song Shi said casually. He closed his eyes and tried to cultivate this Acalanātha Body.

"Um, can I owe you a favor too?"

He Changqing still spoke shamelessly.

"Are you guys done?!"

Qian Wuji roared angrily. Didn't these guys care about his feelings? They actually passed down his cultivation technique in front of him.

"Not done."

Song Shi replied and said to He Changqing, "I can show you, but I also want the inheritance of the Sword Sage."

He Changqing was silent. After thinking for a moment, he nodded, "No problem."

After deciding to exchange the inheritance with Song Shi, He Changqing was no longer worried that Song Shi would snatch it. He stood up, took out the ancient sword, and began to absorb the information inside.

Feng Wu still didn't move, as if she wasn't in a hurry.

After this, no one came up for a short period of time.

The first round of summit had ended. The other top geniuses sat on the steps to recover.

It was less than a day until the end. The others could still try one last time.

Song Shi's mind was already immersed in the Acalanātha Body technique. This cultivation technique was not only a body tempering technique, but it also possessed powerful divine powers. It was a comprehensive cultivation technique.

The Unmovable Emperor Ming was the Bodhisattva of the Buddhist Sect was the creator of this technique. His status was noble, hence his cultivation technique was naturally elite. It was not a problem for him to become an immortal or Buddha if he cultivated accordingly.

This cultivation technique had similar characteristics to Buddhist cultivation techniques. It was very difficult and cultivation was slow.

However, after carefully comparing it with the Imperishable Golden Body, he realized that the Imperishable Golden Body was still more difficult. The latter's requirements were too high, and every realm was in pursuit of perfection.

The Acalanātha Body focused more on the cultivation of the Buddhist Dharma. Although it valued the body, it valued cultivating the mind more. There were some concepts that he did not agree with.

He planned to mainly absorb some of the essence and cultivate his own divine power. He did not plan to spend too much time perfecting it.

As he cultivated, a circle of white light slowly appeared on his body. It was released from his heart and floated behind his head, forming a circle of light. For a moment, he really looked like a Buddha.

"This guy entered the Beginner realm so quickly?"

Xuan Buzheng, who was still pondering, was stunned. This cultivation technique was giving him a headache, yet the other party found the trick after reading it once, making him seem a little stupid.

Buzz buzz!

The Void trembled, and the power in Song Shi's body transformed into a pure power of light. His entire person's temperament changed drastically. If not for the fact that he looked too young, it would definitely not be a problem for him to pretend to be an eminent monk.