Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Before I had walked more than a few dozen meters down the road, I encountered an old woman sweeping her front yard with a large yellow bamboo broom.

When the other person saw Xi Heng, they raised their hand and grinned in greeting.

Xi Heng casually waved in response and was about to pass by the person when the other person slowly followed.

"What is it?" the girl asked, glancing at him.

"Herbalist girl," the other person said kindly.

"Going to that little inn for breakfast again? Ordering that every day is such a waste of money. Why don't you come to my house? We're neighbors, we live not far apart..."

Although it sounded quite friendly, Xi Heng found the other party's rough and hoarse voice really disturbing. He turned his head to look at a small tree growing by the roadside near the sword, and then directly stretched out his palm to unleash a hidden force.

With a whoosh, the palm strike flew out and hit the tree trunk, which was as thick as an average person's calf, leaving a clear palm mark on it.

Immediately afterwards, a crack appeared in the middle of the palm print.

After a few loud crackling noises, the sapling split open from the middle and fell backward.

Xi Heng stopped and, taking advantage of the other party's surprised and stunned state, said, "Don't come looking for me anymore."

Having said that, he put his hands behind his back and continued on his way.

After a few steps, she suddenly remembered something, turned around and said, "I like women, I have no interest in anything else."

The old woman behind him stared wide-eyed at the fallen tree, clearly still not having reacted.

Xi Heng said no more and turned to walk away.

In her second life, the old woman often approached her under the guise of helping her find a husband, but Xi Heng, as a transmigrator, had very high standards and could not possibly look down on these native residents.

However, after she spoke, she suddenly remembered the women she had met in her previous life who had stirred her heart, such as Senior Sister Hongmiao, Yan Hongji, and Chunxian, the maid of Huamanlou, as well as the master of ceremonies she had seen in the palace whose beauty was beyond compare. So she casually added a sentence.

Thinking of his senior sister, Xi Heng turned his gaze to the southwest direction where Jinshi City was located.

"In my next life, I'll visit the Red Thread Sword Academy..."

"I haven't practiced the three hidden strength moves of the Red Thread Sword Technique yet. Before I travel the world in search of martial arts manuals that reach the pinnacle of mastery, I should find a place to practice for a while."

For her, the best place to practice martial arts was naturally the Red Thread Sword Academy, where she knew many people.

"I remember that for the first two years after reloading the save, Red Thread Sword Academy was still very peaceful. I'll stay there for a while... to relax."

Although Xi Heng was emperor for only a little over ten days, every day was extremely demanding.

Not only do they have to manage relationships with court officials and the overall political and military situation, but they also have to guard against assassination attempts, study the effects of blood spirit stones, memorize four martial arts manuals on the level of internal energy, and read various legends about immortals.

Now she really wants to find a quiet place to live, where she doesn't have to care about right and wrong, and doesn't have to go against anyone.

If anyone tries to argue with her, she'll chop off their head...

As they walked, the inn came into view, and Xi Heng stepped inside.

Inside sat several scattered martial artists with their own troops, but she didn't even glance at them, and directly ordered the waiter to bring the dishes.

During the meal, several martial artists dressed in disheveled and plain clothes teased her, asking if she wanted to come over for a drink.

Xi Heng ignored it. She was calmed down by the rural atmosphere of the village and didn't want to kill anyone for the time being.

The other person knew they had made a fool of themselves, rolled their eyes, and then picked up their glass and poured the wine into their mouth.

After a simple meal, the girl walked slowly back to her little house, casually looking around at her surroundings.

The lush, tall, slightly slanted mulberry trees rustled in the long wind, and a dark-colored rooster, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, strutted proudly down the street.

In the front yard of a house by the roadside, a bald old man was sawing planks, then assembling them into a trapezoidal stool. Countless sawdust splattered on the ground, and a rooster rushed over to peck at it...

A thin black dog rushed forward as soon as it saw the rooster. The old carpenter who was assembling the bench quickly picked up a stick from the ground and shouted, trying to stop the black dog.

The rooster crowed loudly, spread its broad wings and flapped them, soaring two or three meters into the air before landing on the roof of a small thatched house.

The black dog chased after it, leaping upwards repeatedly, but could only cling to the wall and bark wildly from below.

Upon seeing this vibrant and serene scene, Xi Heng felt a strange sense of reintegration into the world.

After reloading her save file, she treated all the creatures as NPCs in the game.

And now, I finally realize that other living beings are not so mechanical; they are also living things.

She realized—was she becoming more and more indifferent to everything?

That seems to be true; he hadn't felt much emotional fluctuation when he killed people before.

I don't know whether this is good or bad.

"Let nature take its course," Xi Heng muttered to himself.

Back in the room, which was filled with a slightly musty smell, she didn't immediately sit down to practice the Deadly Technique as she had done before. Instead, she poured herself a glass of water, tidied the room, took out a piece of clothing from the wooden cabinet to change into the next day, and then pulled up the layers of bedding on her bed and hung them out to dry on the bamboo pole in front of the house...

Her mindset seems to have changed slightly.

After finishing these daily routines, Xi Heng returned to his room and sat cross-legged to cultivate the Deadly Technique.

Another half day has passed.

Daylight turned to night, and the cicadas chirped again in the woods. Fireflies buzzed and fluttered, their faint yellow glow adding a touch of mystery and wonder to the world.

……

By the seventh day, Xi Heng's hair had returned to the dry and pale state it had been when he sat on the throne in his previous life.

In his previous life, he only used the Deadly Technique five times, but in this life, he used it seven times, and his sickly appearance has worsened.

Her already slender figure became even thinner, to the point that you could see her bones.

The veins on the back of the hands and wrists become more and more prominent as the body becomes thinner, and the muscles gradually atrophy as lifespan is about to end.

After using the Deadly Technique seven times, when he opened his eyes again, although his mind was still relatively clear, his vision was actually blurry due to old age. His field of vision was blurry no matter how far or near, as if the whole world was shrouded in a thick fog, and he could only see some hazy colors.

Not only vision, but all five senses become increasingly weak as lifespan diminishes.

A buzzing sound also appeared in Xi Heng's ears, as if a flying insect was constantly circling around his ears.

However, she was not bothered by this; instead, she curiously observed her now extremely thin body.

“Many muscles have shrunk...and wrinkles have appeared on my skin.” Xi Heng touched it with his hand.

"I have no strength left in my body." Curious, she urged her frail body to sit on the edge of the bed, supporting herself with her hands on the edge of the bed, and slowly stood up.

"However, the body's qi, blood, tendons, and bones are still intact, and can still exert force... The strength of the skin and flesh has become extremely weak due to the reduction of lifespan, but the strength of the tendons and bones can still be exerted."

"This state can be considered as removing the physical strength and emphasizing the strength of the tendons and bones, which can be quite useful in the training of tendon and bone strength."

Xi Heng stood up, his thin body swaying, and walked out of the room.

I couldn't see anything on the road, so I could only rely on my memory and the blurry colors and light to find the door.

It took him half a minute to reach the empty courtyard. Xi Heng raised his hand, took a deep breath, closed his eyes (which were no longer of much use), and felt the powerful qi and blood flowing continuously in his dantian and meridians.

She released a slight amount of energy, channeling it into her palm. With a gentle push forward with her left hand, the muscles and bones beneath her thin skin trembled, creating a muffled sonic boom.

bang——

Without the interference of physical strength, Xi Heng gained a deeper understanding of the power of tendons and bones.

She channeled a wisp of hidden energy from her blood and qi, gathering it in her right leg. With a slight shift of her foot, the abundant hidden energy burst forth with each small step.

With her waist and the three major joints of her left and right legs exerting force together, with a bang, the dry and hard yellow earth was stomped down by more than ten centimeters, and many large and small cracks appeared on the surrounding ground.

The next moment, the infiltrated internal energy was unleashed again, and another muffled sound rang out from inside the ground, causing the nearby trees to tremble a few times.

"The strength of tendons and bones is indeed stronger than that of skin and flesh. The maximum force that they can withstand is several times greater than that of muscles. If I train more in this state, I might be able to shatter a brick wall with a casual palm strike..."

Xi Heng's hands swung back and forth continuously, each movement concealing a hidden force that could suddenly erupt and create a wave in the air.

The immense internal energy and blood within her body, far exceeding that of ordinary internal strength, was enough for her to practice for a long time.

After a moment, she gathered her strength and slowly walked to a mulberry tree that was as wide as a person could hug.

Xi Heng then placed his palm on it, his slender fingers tracing against the bark, his palm moving backward, a powerful force existing between several joints.

She recalled a sentence her senior sister Hongmiao had taught her during a martial arts demonstration, and whispered it aloud:

"Use your body to move your hands, and use your hands to lead the force..."

Turn your body and move your right foot back.

"The feet move from the hands, the energy of the two kidneys circulates... the energy of the whole body follows."

With a slight turn of the toes, the powerful flow of qi and blood in the meridians surges and circulates.

The combined force of several joints and ligaments burst forth, and the palm instantly pressed against the wooden stake.

boom--

The air vibrated, and the immense force pushed it out, causing the entire giant mulberry tree to tilt slightly.

Xi Heng exhaled a shallow breath, and the hidden force he had unleashed burst forth from within the mulberry tree, accompanied by a tearing sound that echoed from within the giant tree.

A sound like a bullet piercing through layers of paper rang out simultaneously, followed by a sudden tremor throughout the entire mulberry tree.

A few thick mulberry leaves drifted down from above, floating to one side along Xi Heng's slightly swaying, withered white hair.

Then another piercing creaking sound rang out.

The giant tree was torn apart from the middle by a tremendous force, and it fell backward, its leaves rustling.

Xi Heng gave a soft shout and struck again with his left palm. The mulberry tree that was falling in front of him tilted and fell faster, stirring up a lot of dust.

After the thunderous sound, she gained a deeper understanding of the power of muscles and bones.

Sometimes, even a slight, slow movement can unleash tremendous force in an instant, leaving the enemy no time to react.

After mastering the power of tendons and bones, even in a confined space where it is difficult to gather momentum, one can still unleash powerful force by rotating tendons and bones.

She slowly withdrew her hand; the internal energy she had cultivated yesterday was almost completely depleted.

Furthermore, having just used a deadly technique and now engaging in such a fierce series of attacks and exerting so much power, she is extremely exhausted and has little lifespan left. Perhaps if she relaxes her mind even slightly, she will immediately collapse on the spot and close her eyes, unable to rise again.

"My lifespan is not enough to unleash another deadly move..." Xi Heng still forced himself to stand steadily, his body which was almost exhausted.

"Using it again might just lead to my death from old age... No wonder it's called the Deadly Technique."

This was probably the fastest she ever lost her life...

Xi Heng stood there, took a few deep breaths, then pushed himself up and returned to his room.

As I walked, I vaguely felt that having a cane would make things much better.

Xi Heng gave a wry smile: "I'm only seventeen years old..."

The body's biological age is still seventeen, but there's always a feeling that it won't be long before it dies of old age.

She returned to her room based on her bodily memories and her blurry vision, and groped her way back to sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Xi Heng didn't plan to take a nap first; she was just physically tired, but mentally fine.

He immediately began practicing the final deadly technique of this life.

The Qi and blood in the Dantian are gathered into a spoon shape and moved towards the Mingmen acupoint on the lower back. The vital energy of life is drawn out to wrap around it and then drawn back into the Dantian...

The long-term repetitive operation has made Xi Heng extremely familiar with and proficient in it. All the fluctuations of Qi and blood in his body are incredibly smooth. When moved to the dantian, they gather together and easily cut down and devour the primordial Qi.

After three more cycles, Xi Heng realized that in many places his skin and flesh were almost completely stuck to his bones, and he was extremely thin.

Gradually, strands of dry, white hair fell out and broke off inch by inch.

Before much of it had even fallen off, Xi Heng had already lost consciousness.

Her spirit had departed, but her body remained motionless like a Buddha statue, always in a meditative posture, just like the legendary death by sitting in meditation.

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Chapter 49, Returning to the Red Gate

When I closed my eyes and opened them again, all that was left in front of me was the save file and a few lines of small, square text that glowed slightly blue, seemingly unchanged from before.

Her previously hazy eyes regained their clarity, and after carefully reading the text at the front, the girl frowned slightly.

She did notice a slight change, just a tiny bit—

Mental age: 24/958

This time, her total mental age not only didn't increase, but actually decreased by two years.

"What did I do?" Xi Heng was a little confused.

In the seven or eight days she lived in her fifth incarnation, she only ate, slept, and practiced the Life-Snatching Technique. Eating and sleeping certainly wouldn't have any impact, and the Life-Snatching Technique should only damage her physical lifespan, not her mental or spiritual well-being...