The night wind whistled, and the cold moon was cool!
The scene in front of him gradually became clear.
There was still a group of crows standing on the surrounding hills.
The moon and stars above his head didn't seem to have any signs of moving.
"Sigh, what a long night! Why do I feel like I've spent a few centuries? "Zhuo Bufan sighed with emotion.
From the moment he transmigrated to this world and woke up in this mass grave. Until now, he was still in this mass grave.
As for himself, he had already died four times and completed four cycles of reincarnation.
For Zhuo Bufan, this was the longest night he had ever spent!
That damned sun, it seemed like it never rose again after it set.
He came back to his senses and looked at the fire in front of him. The corpse of the old crow thief had already turned into fuel and was fanning the fire.
"This corpse, I'm afraid it won't be destroyed even if I burn it for ten days and ten nights, right?"
Zhuo Bufan's mind jumped out of his head and thought of this irrelevant question. Perhaps he had already died so many times that he had become neurotic.
Looking at the "Nonuple Samsara Art" in front of him, Zhuo Bufan grabbed it.
"Is this Emperor Xuan a masochist? He created such a deadly cultivation technique! "
"I don't believe it. Since you're so awesome, I'll learn it for you. "
Zhuo Bufan was the kind of person who would never admit defeat. The more he was pressured, the more he resisted. He would never bow his head to fate.
The Nonuple Samsara Art was indeed a peerless divine technique since ancient times.
If one wanted to cultivate this technique, they didn't just rely on talent, but also luck. If one's luck wasn't good, then only death would await them.
Zhuo Bufan believed that no one in this world was more suitable than him to cultivate the Nonuple Samsara Art. That was because he could be reborn countless times.
Cultivating the Nonuple Samsara Art would lead to death if one wasn't careful. However, what Zhuo Bufan was least afraid of now was death.
If he died, he could just start over again.
He once again used the visualization method to construct the "cultivation technique figurine".
Soon, the golden figurine jumped onto the leather scroll. Then, Zhuo Bufan sat down cross-legged and allowed the golden dwarf to enter his body again.
The golden dwarf once again took control of Zhuo Bufan's body. It began to disperse the life essence in Zhuo Bufan's body.
However, Zhuo Bufan was already prepared. This time, he did not yell. Instead, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain of losing his life.
He told himself again and again that he couldn't sleep, he couldn't sleep. If he slept, he would fail!
When his body began to fall apart, it was the most painful time for Zhuo Bufan.
"Uh, uh, uh …"
Zhuo Bufan let out a deep roar as he spat out the last breath that he had been hiding.
In the next second, suffocation, pain, tearing, and annihilation — all kinds of feelings were magnified dozens of times and surged into his soul.
He felt as if he had been tied to a rock and thrown into the sea, and then swallowed alive by a group of sharks.
Furthermore, he still had to endure this perverted pain and not faint.
"I can't take it anymore!"
When half of his body disappeared, Zhuo Bufan's vision turned black and he fainted again.
The second cultivation … failed!
…
"Again!"
He would not let go!
Zhuo Bufan was not a pine or cypress. He was more like a mad dog. Once he bit a piece of meat, he decided not to let go.
He kicked open the second archive door, and once again returned to the time when he was cultivating the cultivation method.
This cultivation method with a slim chance of survival was obviously not that easy to succeed.
He had already prepared to rewind ten or even a hundred times.
"Visualize!"
Zhuo Bufan visualized the leather scroll. The golden dwarf appeared once again. Then, he let the golden dwarf enter his body and lead his body into that terrifying cultivation method again.
This time, Zhuo Bufan persisted until his body disappeared from his chest before he died! The last time he died, it was at his waist.
This time, compared to the last time, it was a huge improvement.
…
"Again!"
Zhuo Bufan's fourth cultivation method. In a daze, he persisted until his neck disappeared before he died. For Zhuo Bufan, this was another improvement.
Death was not scary. What was scary was experiencing death again and again. Zhuo Bufan had a lot of nerve. He dared to seek death again and again!
As the most tragic male lead in history, he had died eight times in less than ten chapters!
And this was not the end!
…
"Again!"
Zhuo Bufan's fifth cultivation method. This time, he believed that he had made perfect preparations.
"I seem to have found the trick. I can't resist that dwarf. I have to go along with it to persevere longer."
"Imagine that I am a stone that is slowly being eroded. Let nature take its course without any resistance."
After dying so many times, Zhuo Bufan was not without any gains. He gradually found the trick of cultivation. It could reduce his pain by a lot.
This time, he went along with the golden dwarf and dissipated his life force. He did not resist, did not resist, and did not shout in his heart that he wanted to defy the heavens.
He only thought, I am a cute, obedient, sensible, and obedient little white rabbit. I will do whatever you want me to do.
Maintaining this feeling, Zhuo Bufan saw his body disappear completely for the first time.
His body was like a burnt paper. When the wind blew, it began to turn into ashes bit by bit and drifted in the air.
Death was just the beginning!
Next, Zhuo Bufan had to rely on his own spiritual will to reconstruct his body.
He no longer had a body, only his soul was left. The soul was quite fragile. If he was not careful, he would be finished.
He was now like a balloon placed in an environment full of sharp needles. He had to condense a hard shell for himself in this environment.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch …"
Zhuo Bufan was speechless. This kind of pain was not physical pain, but spiritual pain.
"Ah, ah, I can't take it anymore!"
Before Zhuo Bufan could condense his body, his body and soul were destroyed. He died again!
…
"Calm down, calm down, Zhuo Bufan. You can do it. Load! Again! "
Zhuo Bufan died again. However, this time, his improvement was obvious.
Next, he realized that the death of his body was just the appetizer. Condensing a transcendent body was the most difficult part.
He died again and again. In the end, Zhuo Bufan did not know how many times he had died.
"Damn, what's wrong with the main characters in those novels? Don't they have any peerless martial arts that can be learned immediately?
"I'm not stupid. I'm a college student with higher education. How can I die so many times while practicing martial arts?
"I don't want to play anymore. Give me a Goldfinger!
"Give me a support system or a ring grandpa. Even if it doesn't work, give me a decent weapon. I don't want to die anymore. "
Zhuo Bufan broke down again!
He had reincarnated more than ten times between life and death. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was the most pitiful male lead in history.
…
"This is the last time. If I fail this time, I won't practice anymore!"
Zhuo Bufan also had a temper!
He decided to try again. If he failed, he would give up on this peerless martial art and sell it to some major sects. He would let this lousy martial art harm others.
This time, he persevered until his body disappeared. Next was the important part. He had to start condensing his body.
The Nine Revolutions Life and Death Art was a martial art that was created after destruction.
The first step was to destroy the mortal body. In this world, mortals couldn't cultivate immortal arts.
Therefore, one had to cultivate a powerful physique.
The Nine Revolutions Life and Death Art could cultivate a very powerful physique called the Life and Death Mystic Body.
In order to condense this Life and Death Mystic Body, one had to comprehend the profound meaning of life and death between heaven and earth.
To Zhuo Bufan, who had died and come back to life several times, this might be very enlightening.
"I've found the feeling!"
Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan had a flash of inspiration. He sensed that his soul had merged with heaven and earth. That feeling was like a fish swimming into the sea or a bird merging into the sky.
"The body is just the home of the soul. A blade of grass can be it, a stone can be it, a tree can be my body. Even heaven and earth can be it! "
In that instant, Zhuo Bufan understood!
He felt as if he had transcended and was about to merge with heaven and earth.
"Eh? Eh? Why is the Save Door disappearing? F * ck, I comprehended it wrongly. I'm going to be annihilated! "
Just as Zhuo Bufan's soul was about to merge with heaven and earth, he suddenly realized that his Save Door had started to blur.
That was his cheat. Once the Save Door disappeared, he would be game over!
Zhuo Bufan woke up in time and didn't merge with heaven and earth. If this continued, he would be like a drop of water falling into the sea.
At that time, Zhuo Bufan would no longer be a human. He would be a wisp of air, a gust of wind, a bolt of lightning. He would be anything in this world except for a human. He wouldn't be any life form.
What did that mean? It meant that he, Zhuo Bufan, would be completely erased from this world!
"I was wrong. I almost disappeared forever. I was scared to death! "
Zhuo Bufan reached out and patted his chest to calm his little heart.
As a result, Zhuo Bufan looked down and saw a pair of hands as white as jade. They were smooth and delicate like porcelain. They were like the skin of a newborn baby.
"My body, my body is back!" Zhuo Bufan exclaimed.
"No, this isn't my body. This is the Life and Death Mystic Body that I've just cultivated!"
Zhuo Bufan could feel that his body was different from that of an ordinary human body.
The five viscera and six bowels in his body had changed. Most of the organs had shrunk.
For example, his stomach had shrunk to the size of a goose egg, and it was distributed to the right side of his chest.
His heart had shrunk, but it was still distributed to the left side of his chest.
There were also other organs that were distributed to the left and right.
As for Zhuo Bufan's stomach, which was his abdomen, it had undergone earth-shaking changes.
He felt that his stomach was empty. There was nothing in it. There were two completely different types of energy wandering in it.
It felt like he had hidden the Taiji diagram in his stomach. The two types of energy, one of life and the other of death, symbolized the yin and yang. They were chasing and entangling each other.
A body that didn't belong to a human at all. This feeling was too mysterious!
Zhuo Bufan felt that this body was much better than the previous one.
His stomach had shrunk, and he didn't feel hungry at all. He didn't have to suffer from hunger anymore. Moreover, this new stomach made him feel full by absorbing the spiritual energy in the air.
His skin became harder, and his resistance became stronger as well. He was naked in the wind, and he couldn't feel cold at all.
His facial features had also changed dramatically.
His eyes had become clearer and brighter. They were as bright as day even in the dark night.
His hearing had also evolved. In the distant wind, he seemed to hear the low roars of monsters coming from the Myriad Demon Valley.
There was also smell, taste, and so on!
In short, Zhuo Bufan's body had completely evolved.
"Is my penis still there?" Zhuo Bufan suddenly thought of something. He looked down and found that it was still there.
"It's okay. Why do I feel like it's two sizes bigger? Hahahaha! "
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