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Chapter 33: Final Withering

But in the end, Li Ming still held on, so much so that when he later saw his body decaying, his bones piled up, and even flies and maggots crawling all over his body, he felt bored.

At this moment, Li Ming suddenly understood that it was not his one or two times of practice that forged the supreme heart of Taoism, but his proficiency in both civil and military affairs, and the accumulation of his martial arts practice were all transformed into resources to enhance his Buddhist studies.

Add to that the impermanence of life and death in the cycle of reincarnation, what else can he be afraid of?
Oh no, I’m afraid I’m going to become a real monk.

Although the fantasies were still changing, Li Ming felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Even the statue of Guanyin in his spiritual altar seemed to have changed.

"Why do I have to visualize only Guanyin Bodhisattva when there are so many gods I can visualize?"

Suddenly:

Just like the creation of the world, light appeared in the chaotic world. In the darkness, an indescribable magical force pulled at Li Ming's spirit.

It was as if a voice from the unknown told me that the illusion was over.

At this moment, Li Ming was finally able to feel those more subtle things, or rather, spiritual energy!

At this point, I finally got started.

If an outsider were to come and see, he would see a bamboo tree in the middle of a bamboo forest, its branches and leaves swaying rhythmically without wind.

In this way, another ten years passed.

At this time, Li Ming had grown into the tallest tree in the bamboo forest. His root system was very developed, reaching deep into the ground. His bamboo joints were thick and his branches and leaves were lush.

But Li Ming really had no idea how to transform. It seemed that the practice method he had comprehended on his own could only make him grow taller and faster.

Of course, in contrast, Li Ming's spiritual attribute has reached ten points. After reaching ten points, Li Ming found that not only the range of his perception has become much larger, but he can also slightly interfere with reality.

It takes a few pounds of strength to lift some dead branches and leaves using telekinesis, but you have to be close to him. If you are more than ten meters away, he will be completely unable to do anything.

Li Ming had a clear understanding of the surrounding environment. He didn't know whether there were no people in this world or this place was in a remote mountain forest. In any case, Li Ming had never seen any traces of human beings in the past 20 years. There were only some small animals occasionally, which was nothing unusual.

Now he couldn't move and had no one to communicate with. If it weren't for the support of his practice and the ability to fast forward, Li Ming would have gone crazy long ago.

Even though Li Ming's spirit continued to strengthen, the lifespan on the panel did not change at all, just like a countdown.

Just when Li Ming thought that he would die of old age in this bamboo forest in this life, a turning point suddenly appeared.

You are twenty-one years old now, and you have grown taller.

You are twenty-two years old now, and you have grown taller.

You are twenty-three years old now, and you have grown taller.

You are twenty-four years old now, and you have grown taller.

You are twenty-five years old now, and you have grown taller.

You are twenty-six years old now, and you have grown taller.

You are twenty-seven years old now, and you have grown taller.

You are 28 years old now, and you have grown taller.

You are twenty-nine years old, and you have grown taller.

You are fifty-five years old now. You have absorbed the Emperor's Flowing Blood and realized the method of cultivating plants and trees.

What?

Emperor Liujiang, a method of cultivation for plants and trees?

Li Ming suddenly became alert, immediately cancelled the call and returned to the bamboo's body.

Sure enough, the experiences of the past few decades emerged in his mind very quickly, but they were basically the same old routine of spring coming and going and autumn changing. Only the article on the method of cultivating plants and trees was valued by Li Ming.

After careful contemplation, Li Ming couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, saying it was truly a creation of heaven and earth.

Everything is rooted in the Emperor's Flowing Juice. At the age of fifty-five, it was stained with a trace of the Emperor's Flowing Juice, which gave the bamboo body one more thing, veins!

No wonder the legend says that plants and trees must have the essence of Emperor Liujiang to become spirits, because before absorbing Emperor Liujiang, the bamboo body has no track for the flow of spiritual energy, let alone cultivation.

Although Li Ming could sense spiritual energy, no matter how hard he tried to attract it, his body was like a big colander, and the spiritual energy was like sand, only filtering through it.

It was just the repeated cleansing that perhaps invisibly strengthened his body, so he was able to stand out among the trees.

But now it is different. After he came into contact with the Emperor's Flowing Juice, the Emperor's Flowing Juice constructed a complete set of meridians in his bamboo body that could allow the circulation and storage of spiritual energy.

The principles of cultivation comprehended by this reincarnated character were based on this set of context, and in Li Ming's opinion, they were surprisingly not bad.

It seems that the increased understanding gained from the entries can also be added to the game character itself, allowing it to operate autonomously while idle.

Li Ming began to practice on his own, but he soon discovered that it didn't make much difference whether he AFKed or not.

The reincarnation character itself has nothing to do except practicing, so no matter whether he is AFK or not, Zhuzi will practice from morning to night. Even Li Ming himself may feel tired and bored sometimes, but Zhuzi himself does not.

So Li Ming chose to continue hanging up.

You are fifty-six years old, and you have grown taller.

You are fifty-seven years old, and you have grown taller.

[You are ninety-three years old. You were struck by lightning and your body was destroyed.]

You are ninety-four years old now. Your newly grown trunk is stronger and seems to contain a certain strength.

【You are a hundred years old, and you have grown ten new sections.】

what is this?
Li Ming was complaining in his heart, am I the legendary hundred-year-old lightning-struck wood, or the raw material for Xiao Han's magic weapon? If you really have the little green bottle, I will accept it, but leave some roots for me when you cut it.

But this time Li Ming discovered a more serious problem.
He started his spiritual practice at the age of fifty-five and has been practicing continuously since then. Up to now, he has exhausted his innate lifespan. However, these forty-five years of hard practice have only brought him fifteen years of lifespan, a rate of three to one.

How can one's life become shorter the more one practices?

Isn’t it said that plants that become spirits have very long lives?
Why doesn't it work for me?

Not to mention that humans can create a Jiayi Wood Dharma Body to extend their lifespan for hundreds of years. Even practicing wood-attributed exercises seems to make them live longer than others. I am a hundred-year-old piece of lightning-struck wood (bamboo), but I can only live for more than a hundred years. Is this reasonable?
But no matter how Li Ming complains, the facts are the facts and will not change.

Although the reincarnated character is still working hard to practice, he still inevitably faces death. The difference is.

Normally bamboo can only live for 100 years, but this one lived years longer.

You are one hundred and twenty years old, and you have withered.

Looking at the last line of words, Li Ming fell silent.

(End of this chapter)