Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The grand trend of heaven and earth includes the trend of all things in nature, and the trend of the human body itself is naturally included within it.

Concentrating the sword's core to its deepest point can create a special spiritual force that transcends matter and exerts a strong pull on other external forces in the world.

In other words, regardless of whether it is a sword heart, a saber heart, or any other martial artist's state of mind... or even if one is not a martial artist, as long as one's spirit is concentrated and powerful enough to reach a certain limit, it can have a certain impact on external objects.

Furthermore, this 'influence' also has different attributes.

Her own Heart Sword technique was forged from an incomparably sharp and murderous sword heart, so the external forces it stirred up would have a powerful destructive force.

If one is in a different state of mind, the same ability will produce different results.

Xi Heng tried to use techniques outside of swordsmanship to draw upon external forces, but made no progress for a long time.

until today.

Xi Heng gathered his mind in the courtyard for a long time before gently pushing forward with his palm.

Ten meters away, the edge of the small osmanthus tree was snapped off with a crack and fell to the ground.

She blinked, regained her composure, approached, picked up the broken branch, and scanned it with her spiritual sense again and again.

Only after confirming that it hadn't broken naturally did I breathe a sigh of relief.

"Finally, some progress..."

She has been focusing her energy and striking this blow every day recently, and has done so more than a hundred times so far.

Previously, such palm strikes had failed to elicit any unusual reactions, but now they were enough to break a branch.

Although its power is far less than that of the similarly effective Sword Heart Domain.

But this is just the beginning; its future development will inevitably surpass the realm of swordsmanship.

She put down the branches and leaves in her hand and pressed her temples, which were slightly aching from the exertion of her mind.

He stood up, concluding his meditation session, and returned to the house at the back.

"Although it's quite difficult, I've finally found a path in martial arts." She muttered to herself, "I just wonder how long it will take to master it, ten years, decades... or even a hundred years?"

The higher one's level of attainment, the more difficult it becomes to improve.

However, she had enough time to proceed slowly.

"The resentment fire will be refined in just over a year, at which point we should return to the Pure Fire Realm to fight that monster again."

It has only been two years since she reloaded the save file, and her strength has increased significantly compared to when she was in Hellfire.

"Perhaps we don't even need to devour all nine of its crystal cores to defeat that monster," Xi Heng said with considerable confidence.

……

Volume 1: Chapter 242, Rebirth

"break--"

Focus your mind and gather momentum; push your palm and break through the air.

With a slight turn of her toes, Xi Heng's clothes fluttered, and strands of her hair swayed forward.

Black hair swept across her face with the momentum of movement, falling into her field of vision.

Then it naturally fades away and returns to normal.

When the palm strikes forward, a large palm-shaped depression suddenly appears on the surface of a large iron mountain, which was purchased at a cost of nearly a thousand taels of silver, a dozen meters away in the courtyard.

An invisible palm strike landed directly on the cast iron in mid-air, producing a faint groan.

Xi Heng withdrew his palm and looked around. He saw that the surface of the iron mountain was covered with hundreds of indentations, some large and some small, some blurry and some clear. There were almost countless indentations.

These hundreds of dents were created over a year after she mastered the mental power to draw upon external forces.

At first, the force she could generate with a single palm strike was only enough to break two or three branches or create a gust of wind that made the leaves on the trees rustle.

Now, a year later, it can leave a clear mark on the extremely hard surface of ordinary iron.

"Its power is roughly equivalent to the sword energy it unleashes..." Xi Heng approached and touched the marks on the iron-cast stone.

In winter, cast iron is cold and hard. If an ordinary soldier were to wield a sword, he would probably only be able to make a few white marks even if he used all his strength.

With a single palm strike, she could crush a piece of such hard iron.

Moreover, the moves she was about to learn were merely something she had casually practiced while refining the Great Grudge.

She is already very satisfied with the results so far.

Xi Heng casually waved his hand, sending a gust of wind that swept away the snow falling from the cast iron.

He turned around and returned to the pavilion he used for cultivation, where he sat cross-legged and meditated, waiting to continue his cultivation later.

Now she is only one year away from completely refining the resentful fire within the black crystal core.

Once the refining is complete, she will need to reload her save file.

However, when he was cultivating, Xi Heng was not solely focused on cultivation and did not ignore external affairs.

During this time, Yan Hongji somehow found her residence and came to express his gratitude with generous gifts.

Afterwards, Xi Heng gave the other party some health-preserving pills and a martial arts technique he had compiled that led directly to the Core Formation stage as a return gift.

For some reason, she always felt that Yan Hongji, her junior sister who only practiced martial arts to cure her illness and didn't really pursue martial arts much, and who didn't even know how to practice swordsmanship much after reaching the level of internal strength, actually had extremely high talent in martial arts.

This talent is neither related to external martial arts training nor internal energy cultivation.

She realized this simply because the unique artistic conception she experienced when she first unleashed her inner strength in front of Xi Heng, and the moment she swung her sword, was unforgettable.

I had thought about replicating it myself, but I never succeeded.

She believed that if Yan Hongji could wholeheartedly dedicate herself to martial arts, her future achievements might be limitless.

As for Senior Sister Hongmiao, although she is also talented and capable of achieving the Transformation Realm in a short period of time after obtaining the Hunyuan Gong, her upper limit is still visible.

……

Not long after Yan Hongji's visit, Zhao Qianyuan came to visit again with several hundred Imperial Guards who were skilled in martial arts.

Xi Heng calculated the time and remembered that it was not yet the agreed third year, so he closed his doors to visitors.

It wasn't until Zhao Qianyuan was forced to call out his purpose from outside, asking her to help resolve the war in the northern frontier, that someone was sent to open the door.

However, Xi Heng did not go to the northern frontier battlefield because of this. Instead, he sent the other party and the subsequent military to a deserted and desolate place outside the city.

She took the lead, using her light-footed skill to transform into a streak of light and fly away, directly retrieving from her inventory a section of the gray dragon's remains that she had once severed at the bottom of the Dragon-Locking Well in the capital of Great Zhao.

When the other party arrived, she used her sword to peel out the dragon's heart, taught him to eat the dragon's flesh and blood to obtain dragon power, and then drink dragon blood to relieve some of the side effects.

The other party thanked her respectfully, saying that she was the benefactor who saved the Great Zhao from danger.

Xi Heng then stated a condition:

"In the future, you must pass on your position to Zhao Chuxiao and also pass on this dragon power to her."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qianyuan was slightly troubled—he had abandoned the demonic bloodline because he heeded the words of the Immortal Physician, the Crown Prince was still alive, and Chu Xiao still had many heirs above him.

Even so, he immediately agreed.

As time passed, Zhao Qianyuan ordered a large camp to be built around the dragon's body. Then he commanded thousands of imperial soldiers throughout the entire Zhao Kingdom to stop their tasks and come here to consume the dragon's heart and flesh.

In just fifteen days, the Imperial Guards who remained in the area used a few lives to research and develop a reasonable dosage.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Daijun began to carve the spherical dragon heart into pill-shaped pieces of bloody flesh, which he then swallowed with a cup of dragon blood and traditional Chinese medicine to nourish qi and yin.

In January, the first batch of 500 Dragonblood soldiers was formed and sent to the northern frontier battlefield.

This batch of Dragon Blood Army soldiers, having consumed Dragon Heart, became more extreme in their mental state due to the effects of the Dragon Heart, and many cracks appeared on their bodies, suggesting they wouldn't live long.

However, the imperial physicians later discovered another miraculous medicine that could reduce the side effects of the dragon's power by consulting numerous ancient books.

It is made by boiling dragon's blood and can allow people to retain their normal mental state after consuming dragon's heart, blood and flesh.

By the third month, the vast majority of the Imperial Guards had acquired Dragon Force. Among them, those with Ming Jin (manifest strength) could resist those with An Jin (hidden strength), and two An Jin could fight against those with Hua Jin (transformation strength). They were practically invincible.

Later, the Dragonblood Army marched north and was invincible.

The Yanmeng heavy cavalry, originally known as the bravest in the world, were no match for them. Although they could not kill the Yanmeng king, who had also consumed the blood and flesh of the dragon, they were enough to drive the entire enemy army back beyond the Jade Gate on the border.

After the war in the northern frontier stabilized, the Dragon Blood Army rushed back to the south to deal with the rebels and stabilize the internal situation.

After that, wherever this force went, stability and peace were restored, officials became incorruptible, and rebels submitted.

In just one year, all the disasters and chaos, both expected and unexpected, were suppressed, and the Great Zhao returned to peace.

After that, Xi Heng quietly went into seclusion to cultivate, and no longer paid attention to the Great Zhao.

Sunrise and sunset, regardless of wind or rain, regardless of thunder or lightning.

She simply sat cross-legged in the small pavilion in the backyard, closing her eyes, quietly absorbing the dwindling amount of dark, resentful energy.

When the progress had reached 95% or 96%, Zhao Qianyuan came again and said that the three-year period had come to an end. He had done his best to save the situation of the Great Zhao and wondered if there was any chance to obtain the immortal opportunity now.

Xi Heng thought for a moment and simply said "yes".

As soon as she finished speaking, she flew out of the city right in front of the other party and arrived at the wasteland where she had previously placed a section of the dragon's body.

With a light wave of his hand, he retrieved the flying boat from his inventory.

With a gentle push, a giant ship as wide as a grand palace is revealed.

She extended a wisp of resentful fire to indicate the location of the fiery hell, drew some glowing characters in the air as guidance, and then transformed into a streak of light and flew away.

During this time, he stood on the air as if he were walking on transparent steps, his body stable.

When you find a suitable spot on a high mountain peak to land, step down steadily.

Landing the flying boat just now was the last thing she did in this mortal world.

For the rest of her days, she only wished to live in seclusion in the mountains, like the legendary immortals who lived by the mountains and did not concern themselves with the mortal world.

……

After that, Xi Heng carved out a cave in the mountains with his sword. Every ten days or so, he would take a fasting pill or pick fresh fruits from the mountains to eat.

As always, the practice continues.

The process of absorbing the great resentment was nearing its end, but the last few strands of great resentment were too strong, so she had to use her sword heart to forcibly wear them down, which took several more months.

"The fasting pills are almost finished..."

She exhaled softly, then reached out towards the black crystal core in front of her, which was now filled with nothing but death energy.

Hold it gently.

In the past, simply holding this gesture would cause death energy to circulate throughout the body within seconds, leaving the body extremely weak and unable to move at all.

But now, she can watch as her fingertips are stained with gray-black death energy, and she can hold the crystal core in front of her.

A few seconds later, her fingers were completely covered in gray-black ink, and it took another half a minute for them to rise to her shoulders.

Xi Heng realized that if he used his concentrated mental energy and activated the spiritual energy and life force within his body, he could slow down the spread of death energy by several times.

She then tried to use all her strength to experience how the death energy spread, and then tried to guide it with her mental power to the place she wanted.

"It seems that the concentrated mental strength has a certain manipulative effect on many forces..." Xi Heng deeply realized.

Even the death energy coming from the outside world and invading her body can be stirred by her mental power.

"The power of pure spirit seems to be a level or stage higher than anything else?" she guessed.

Next, she tried to use her mental power to guide the various forces within her body and observe the extent to which they were affected.

Among them, resentment is the least affected, seemingly not much different from the 'strength' of mental energy.

After all, resentment is also formed from mental energy—even if it is mental energy from a dead person.

“This kind of ‘height’ in terms of realm seems to be related to matter and spirit,” she guessed. “The closer to matter, the lower the realm of power, while the closer to spirit, the higher the realm of power.”

"As the saying goes, turbid air sinks and pure air rises. Matter is turbid, while spirit is pure..."

Xi Heng thought about it again and again, but he still felt that his understanding was only superficial and he had not been able to truly grasp the essence of this power level.

"Perhaps, what I consider matter and spirit are merely the two extremes of the true essence, its partial manifestation and projection..."

When she was on the verge of death due to the aura of death, many thoughts rushed into her mind, but they were not chaotic. Instead, they were arranged neatly like a revolving lantern for her to observe.

When a person is near death, their ability to discern things seems to be greatly enhanced.

Xi Heng began to recall the word 'essence' and used it to search through his long memories.

I watched it from beginning to end, but I still couldn't figure it out.