Damn, this is not dead!!

After Song Li regained his consciousness, his first thought was that he did not die in this situation, and he was simply a hundred times stronger than Xiaoqiang.

How could there be that memory in his mind? And Song Li could vaguely feel that he seemed to have taught him something, but those things quickly merged into the flames in his body.

Flame, how could there be flames in his body? Song Li sat up suddenly, how could there be flames in his body? As soon as his mind moved, Song Li suddenly entered a strange state. He actually saw a mysterious place in his abdomen, as if he had entered layers of space, and there was a feeling of instantly penetrated into the inside. There was a very small purple-red flame, very weak, extremely weak inside.

Introspection? Is this the legendary introspection?

Oh my God, I can actually see the situation in my body. Although I already know that the world I am in is no longer the earth and know that everything now cannot be estimated according to common sense, but from this Song Li's mind, it seems that it can only reach the foundation building stage to reach the inner vision, that seems to be a very high stage.

Even though my power has increased to the sixth level of body refining according to my memory, there are ten levels of body refining, and there are also ten levels of Qi extraction above the body refining, and the Qi extraction stage is also ten levels, and then the foundation building is built. When it comes to foundation building, even in the imperial capital, he is a very awesome person.

Even by the current standard, the introspection is too awesome. However, it seems that I can only see some situations next to the purple-red flame on my abdomen, including some situations of power flow.

But even so, Song Li was very satisfied.

"Here..." After a little rest, Song Li looked around again. According to those memories, this should be the place where his mother, who has a strong personality, bold and impulsive personality, can rest temporarily in the indoor room of the alchemy. It's so miserable, now she's made this happen by herself.

Ah! Then, when Song Li saw his naked appearance, he was shocked and hurriedly looked around. This was an alchemy room, so there was no clothes to wear.

I looked out and said that I had to go out. I had to go out and pass through my mother's alchemy room. Even if I were seen outside, I would be like running naked. Although I knew from my memory that this place is not as old as the ancient times in the history of the earth, it seems that it is not open to the point where I can run naked.

After looking for a long time, he finally saw a piece of white cloth. Song Li couldn't care so much now. He hurriedly grabbed it and wrapped it around him and said, then walked out carefully. He had just destroyed the place like this. He was still waiting to be beaten by his hot and impulsive mother if he didn't leave!

The space of the alchemy room is huge. You can feel the temperature inside when you leave the rest room, but Song Li is not uncomfortable with this kind of temperature that ordinary people can't bear.

"Bang...bang... it's over, it's over, it's really going to be destroyed. This furnace of elixir has been refining for more than ten days, and it's almost..." In the depths of the hall, a huge furnace cauldron could be seen vaguely. The flames were not ordinary fires, and there were some restrictions around them. Otherwise, the flames were obviously not something that ordinary houses could withstand. Even if the fire power leaked out like this had already made the surrounding temperature very high.

Deep in the alchemy room, about twenty meters away, Yun Lin was talking to herself, frowning and thinking hard, constantly using magic tricks in her hand to control the flame, strengthen the flame, and at the same time constantly regulating the elixir in the furnace, but it was obviously a bit unsustainable.

"Huh?" Song Li, wrapped in a white cloth, had already slipped to the door close to the window, but suddenly heard Yun Lin's words. This was also because his power suddenly increased. Now he already has the power of the sixth level of body refining. At the same time, his body has been tempered, which is much stronger than the sixth level of body refining. Otherwise, he would not have heard the sound of talking to himself so far away.

Originally, Song Li didn't think much about it and wanted to leave. Suddenly the faint purple-red flame in his body moved, and the flames under the furnace immediately flashed in his mind.

Song Li could clearly feel that the energy contained in the flames used by his mother to refine alchemy was mottled and complicated, far less than the energy contained in the small cluster of flames in his body and so pure.

"Mom, why did you use such a garbage flame to refine pills?" Song Li couldn't help but blurt out.

"What did you say? You said the flame garbage I used? Boy, do you know that my mother's fire material is produced in Chiyan Valley, which is the center of the Nebula Continent. It is closest to the sun and has abundant fire elements. The red rock produced is the best fire material. In addition, your grandfather also added a little Samadhi True Fire to it. My fire name is 'Samadhi Flame Rock Fire', which is much better than the average artificially synthesized fire! Boy, you don't understand, what are you talking nonsense!" Seeing that his son mocked the fire garbage she used, Yun Lin immediately stopped and immediately objected.

The center of the Nebula Continent? The closest to the sun? Oh, the place on the earth is called Equator, Red Rock, etc. He doesn't know much about it. Anyway, he instinctively feels that the flame of his mother is very weak, at least it is weaker than the purple flame in his body.

However, he was not ready to argue with his mother about this, and stood by and watched her refining the alchemy.

Seeing that her son was speechless by her argument, Yun Lin raised her chin proudly. She was very proud of her "Samadhi Yanyan Fire". The daughter of the Grand Master of Holy Pills, of course, she had to use the best fire.

"Oh, if there is any fire in this world, it would be great to be able to refine all the elixirs. Although my Samadhi Yanyan Fire is good, it has a great defect. I cannot refine elixirs with too high level or elixirs with yin and cold attributes." Yun Lin said to herself: "But my father said that there is no such omnipotent fire in the world, unless it is the spirit of all fires, but this 'original fire' produced between heaven and earth is the most magical spiritual object in nature, and most people should not think about it."

Song Li's heart moved. Why did he feel that the little flame in his body is so similar to what his mother said? Although there is no evidence to prove that this is the "spirit of thousands of fire", Song Li instinctively felt that this is the case. Perhaps he felt Song Li's thoughts. The little flame in his body swayed happily a few times, as if telling Song Li, yes, I am the spirit of thousands of fire, you guessed it right.

"Mom, is fire very important to alchemists?" Song Li blurted out.

"Nonsense," Yun Lin was rushing to control the flames and adjust the medicinal materials, and scolded: "You are the son of an alchemist. You actually asked such an idiotic question. If someone heard it, you wouldn't be laughed to death? In the Nebula Continent, even three-year-old children know that alchemists are rare, but fire is even rarer. With high-quality fire, alchemists will be like tigers. Whether it is the success rate of alchemist or the quality of the elixir, they cannot be compared... Oh, I'm going to die, why is it getting worse and worse? It seems that my Samadhi Yanyan Fire is indeed not suitable for refining elixirs with Yin and Cold attributes..."

"Refining elixirs with Yin-cold attributes, it is difficult for your flame to condense the pill if your flame is too strong. Reduce strength, increase the ice-cold pear wood, and make the flame softer, and it should be saved." Feeling the flame and the trace of the situation in the furnace, Song Li almost subconsciously said.

"Boy, be careful inside to recuperate, don't yell around and affect your mother's alchemy." Yun Lin, who was upset, thought Song Li was talking inside, and shouted without even turning his head back.

What happened to me? Song Li was also shocked. He was about to sneak away, but why did he talk too much? Song Li covered his mouth, pulled the white cloth list wrapped in his body, and rushed out of the room quickly. Not far from the alchemy room, there were many guards of the prince's mansion. When a man with a white cloth list came out, he was shocked. Then he wanted to take action and found out that it was his eldest son. They were all stunned. The eldest son of his family had just been injured before, so where did he play?

Could it be that he was beaten and dementia?

Song Li did not look sideways, pretending not to see the guards' surprise gazes, and walked into the yard with pride. He was wrapped in a large piece of white cloth, like a plump mummy, looking weird and funny. Fortunately, it was during the day. If it was a big night, such a monster suddenly rushed out, these guards would be scared to fall down.

Just as you were about to go out, you suddenly heard a heart-wrenching cry outside the wall. The sound was extremely sharp. The distance was so far, Song Li felt that the eardrum was stabbed and ached faintly. The man cried while still muttering: "Boss... you must not die... If you die, who will take me to the 'Qianjin Yixiaolou' to drink wine... If you die, who will pay the bill for me when I eat the King's meal... If you die, who will fight with others in the future? Who can stand in front and help me get beaten up... If you die, I am the only one left in the Justice League. Where can I show off my might? In short, you can't die. I don't allow you to die. If you die, I will abandon you all the time and end, and I will be irresponsible... I will slap the villain every day..."

Although the voice was a little sharper, Song Li still felt familiar. Memories about this person gradually emerged in his mind. His name was Pangda, who was Pang Shangshu's third son. He was sixteen years old and the same age as Song Li. He was born weak and was a useless person in his cultivation, so he was not very popular with his family. Pangda grew up with Song Li since he was a child. He was a legendary iron porcelain. He was young. Among the playboys in the imperial capital, there was a rumor: Pangda is not big, and Song Li is difficult to be a feather, and two useless people.

From childhood to adulthood, they were often humiliated by the playboys, but they were not the ones who swallowed their anger. They couldn't stand the arrogant faces of these playboys, and were not willing to be humiliated. So under the leadership of Song Li, the two established the "Justice Alliance" named "Zhen" the imperial capital. Of course, the word "Zhen" must be quoted. With the second level of cultivation, they just went to the street to pull out a six-year-old child, and probably could beat them all over the ground. At this level, they still wanted to learn from others to be chivalrous and righteous, and eliminate violence and good deeds. Isn't this a typical case of having nothing to do? So in the minds of the playboys in the imperial capital, Song Li and Pang Da are the most crazy two-man group, no doubt.

According to the principle, Song Li and Pang Da could not practice, even if they gave up on themselves like ordinary playboys, walking birds and beasts all day long, and flirting with flowers and grass, they could be considered a good playboy in the imperial capital. Unfortunately, they were used to meddling in other people's business, because their identity background was there, and they often brought guards around them. Although they themselves were not good, they also caused many playboys to suffer losses.

Gradually, they formed an opposition with the playboys in the imperial capital. The playboys avoided them, but some playboys were not afraid of them.

This time Song Li was beaten, Pang Da was not present at the time, otherwise it would be impossible to escape the end of the broken bones and fractures. However, the fight is not long now, Pang Da should have rushed over to visit him as soon as possible after hearing the news, otherwise it would not be so fast. This made Song Li feel a little warm in his heart. It turned out that he was not alone in this world, and he also had a friend who cared about him. This made Song Li, who had just experienced a change in his identity, feel much more comfortable. But what is this saying in his mouth... Feelings use me as a shield for the surrender, right? Song Li's eyes turned, and a narrow thought flashed in his mind. At this time, Pang's voice went from far to near, and he was about to enter the door. Song Li lies straight to the ground with a "thump", with a dead bird facing up, and he is thrusting!

The guards in the yard were frightened to death when they saw the eldest master falling suddenly. The leader whistled, and the guards rushed over and surrounded Song Li.

"Young Master, how are you doing? Don't scare us..."

"Don't move, hurry up and tell your wife..."

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When Song Li opened his eyes and blinked at him mischievously, the guard leader was stunned, not knowing what the eldest young master sold in the gourd.

At this time, Pang Da entered the door crying and saw a "corpse" wrapped in white cloth lying in the middle of the yard. The guards were gathering together in a daze. Thinking of the previous fight, Pang Da felt his heart sinking. Although he was worried about Boss Song's injuries all the way, he never thought that Song Li would die. There is a saying that goes, "Good people don't deserve their lives, and the disaster will last for thousands of years." For sixteen years, Boss Song has stole the chicken and dogs and lifted the girl's skirt and peeked at the princess's bath and poked the playboys' thrills. He has never done anything bad. Not to mention the degree of his disaster, he can live for at least a hundred or ten years. How could he die so early?

The head of the guard was also a personal talent. When he saw Pangda come in, he immediately understood the eldest young master's intention. It seemed that the young master was very childish and wanted to tease him as a playmate. So the head of the guard patted Pangda's shoulder and said with a sad face: Let's be mournful and follow the changes. Then he took the guards to the side.

Pangda was a little unwilling to give up. He tried Song Li's breath with his hand, then pressed his cheek against Song Li's heart, listening to his heartbeat. Song Li is now at the sixth level of body refining, and can control his breath and pulse in a short time, causing a phenomenon of "fake death". However, Pangda did not know that Song Li's realm was broken so quickly. After he could not feel Song Li's breath and heartbeat, he fell to the ground with a "thump" sound, and was stunned.

"Ah! Boss, you can't die... What's the matter if I leave me alone..." After a while, a huge emotion suddenly broke out. He hugged Song Li's "corpse" and cried loudly. Although this boy was thin and petite, he had a lot of appetite and a big voice. Song Li was really shocked by his explosive tenor. He thought that if this was on the 21st century earth, it would be a pity to not be a singer. He secretly opened one eye and observed the huge expression. Seeing this guy crying with his eyes closed, his nose was crying... No, snot, two shiny snots were dripping down from his huge nostrils. Song Li watched his nose grow longer and longer, and it was about to drip on his mouth...

"I'll do it!" Song Li hurriedly stood up and sat up, avoiding the harassment of the two snots.

"Oh?" The huge big man who was crying so loudly just now had a sudden brake. His eyes gradually changed from oo to oo, staring at Song Li, his mind was a little overwhelmed.

The two of them stared at each other so big, and no one spoke.

"What are you doing?" Pang Da blinked his eyes twice.

"You're a corpse, have you never seen it?" Song Lili said with confidence.

"I don't play like this, boss, I'm very confused about you like this. Are you dead or not?"

"I'm dying. I suddenly remembered you halfway through my death. It would be so boring if I didn't have you to accompany me, so I wanted to come back and bring you with me and be a companion."

"That's it, please let me think about it," Pangda held his cheek with his hands, rolled his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded, and said, "Boss, I have figured it out. If you die, I will be alive. It's either bullied to death by Song Moran (the son of the Seven Kings), or died of sadness in my longing for you. So take me away. When you go to the underworld, we will continue the great cause of the Justice League, practice the way for heaven, eliminate violence and maintain good fortune!"

Song Li originally wanted to scare him and joke with him, but he didn't expect that this kid had true feelings, his eyes were red, and he was willing to die with him. This made Song Li feel a little touched. No matter how lazy this guy is, and he likes to take advantage of him, he really can't do anything fake. At least he can accompany Song Li to the underworld sincerely. For Song Li, who has lived in another time and space with weak human feelings and a person's heart is not old for more than 20 years, this loyalty is valuable.

"Boy, we are living well, why should we die? If we die, Song Moran and the others will die!" Song Li punched Pang Da heavily and said with a smile.

"No, boss, you are not dead." Pangda's face was shining with radiance, and he curiously leaned over Song Li to touch and pinch it.
Chapter completed!