2821 The immortal body (1)

As the blood with a fishy smell entered his throat, Rody’s spirit was lifted and he felt alive again.

At this moment, his stiff body let out a carefree cry of joy, as if he was celebrating the beginning of a new life on a land that had just received rain after a long drought.

A series of sounds came from Rody’s body. There were also roars that sounded like dragons and tigers.

Although his condition was improving, Rody felt that something was wrong. Even if he was a cultivator, he should not have been lying in a tomb for a thousand years.

He suspected that he had an immortal body, and no matter what kind of injury he suffered, it would automatically heal.

Even though he had lost his memories of the past, his body’s memories told him that he had definitely ” died ” more than once before he woke up.

As for why this happened, Rody was at a loss because he really did not know.

As he absorbed the natural energy, Rody was surprised to find that the natural energy in his surroundings was pitifully low. It was almost the same as not having any.

This could no longer be considered a low energy plane. It was a pure cultivation hell in the eyes of cultivators during the Dharma ending era.

This place wasn’t suitable for him. He had to find a way to leave. Otherwise, his path of cultivation would be cut off!

If it was the world a thousand years ago, he could barely cultivate it. Although he could not reach the peak, he could still slowly improve.

However, in the current era, no matter how hard one cultivated, there would be no progress.

On the contrary, due to the exhaustion of energy, it would affect one’s Foundation and eventually become a waste.

Cultivators who could not cultivate, were they not trash?

What comforted Rody was that the blood of the two grave robbers contained a special power that made him feel very comfortable.

This should be the power of qi and blood. Every living being had this power in their body. The more abundant the power of qi and blood, the healthier their bodies were.

Those with weaker bodies also had qi and blood, but they were as weak as fireflies, and could be extinguished by a spiritual attack.

When cultivators skilled in this Dao used their spells, they could kill people as if they were ants. It was impossible to guard against them.

People who practiced martial arts with strong qi and blood could even complete the transformation from martial arts to Dao after their qi and blood reached a certain level.

In this Dharma ending age, he could only devour more qi and blood to barely recover his original strength.

After completing this step, he would be able to move normally, and then find a way to leave this world.

In a short time, Rody made up his mind and was ready to take action immediately.

This might cause the sacrifice of countless creatures, but Rody did not care. He was used to seeing mortals as ants and did not treat them as his own kind.

The mortals a thousand years later would have nothing to do with him, so there was no need to be polite.

Besides, he was only using a small portion of it as a toll to leave, not to destroy the entire world.

That way, he might be able to harvest more vitality power, but it would be more difficult to execute it. If he did not do it well, he might be attacked by the entire world.

It was better to keep a low profile and make a fortune quietly.

In fact, compared to the energy of heaven and earth, vitality force had many restrictions and was not worthy of being called a refined force.

It was only for the convenience of use, which was why it was praised by evil and treacherous people. Real cultivators were simply too lazy to care about it.

Rody was also forced by the circumstances and had no choice.

Since he had already made up his mind, he would act immediately. The longer he delayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

If people knew that he had woken up from the ancient tomb and killed people, there would soon be specialized personnel to deal with him.

Although the situation had changed with the passage of time and the dynasty had long changed, no matter which regime, they would never allow such a danger to exist.

To grab the corpse of a grave robber, strip off his clothes, and put them on, this was called “When in Rome, do as the Romans do.”

Otherwise, wearing armor and holding a long sword in his hand would definitely be noticed.

He opened the backpack that had fallen into the water and placed the gold, silver, and jewelry that the grave robbers had collected inside. Rody then walked out of the grave that had been lying there for thousands of years.

Rody walked along the damaged tomb passage to the outside of the tomb. He found himself in a remote and uninhabited wasteland.

There was a forest nearby, a large vegetable field, and a village with flashing lights in the distance.

The grave robber who had run out earlier was nowhere to be seen. He had probably fled in a vehicle.

He took a deep breath and smelled the foul air. Rody was even more determined to leave this place.

The first thing he had to do next was to find the escaped grave robber and make him shut up.

Only by killing this guy could he hide his origin and prevent the outside world from getting more information.

After completing this mission, he could carry out a new plan and try to escape from this world as soon as possible.

As he had been asleep for too long, Rody felt as if his body had rusted when he moved his legs.

Fortunately, it did not take long for this feeling to gradually disappear. Rody also began to move freely like a normal person.

Based on the aura left behind by the grave robbers, Rody began to track them at his fastest speed. His speed was amazing.

The faster they moved, the less information about themselves would be leaked, and it would avoid unnecessary trouble.

Because they were moving at night and there were very few people on the road, no one noticed this strange scene.

The escaped grave robbers would never have thought that the resurrected tomb owner not only killed two of his accomplices, but also followed the clues and came back to him.

The scene that had happened in the tomb room had scared the tomb robber out of his wits, and he had fled into the distance in fear.

He didn’t know why, but he had a feeling that he wasn’t out of danger yet.

The death of his two companions was only the beginning. He would face the same ending, or even worse.

The more the grave robber thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. If it wasn’t for his identity, he would have rushed into the police station.

The place that he feared and avoided as much as he could now gave him a sense of security.

After driving for nearly an entire night, the grave robbers finally arrived at their destination. At the same time, they secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

After running for such a long distance, they were already far away from the grave, so there shouldn’t be any more problems.

As he heaved a sigh of relief, an indescribable sense of fatigue immediately spread through his body.

He had been on tenterhooks all along the way, and now that he was relaxed, an indescribable sense of fatigue immediately burst out.

Back at home, the grave robber lay on his bed and began to sleep.

However, even in his dreams, he could still dream of the bloody scene in the ancient tomb and wake up with a start more than once.

“Ah, Yingluo, I’m going crazy!”

The tomb robber shouted hysterically. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked like he was about to collapse.

After a crazy roar, the grave robber saw the white wine on the table, grabbed it, and poured it into his mouth.

The grave robber who never drank actually got drunk and then laughed strangely.

He lay on the table and growled in a low voice. It didn’t take long for him to fall asleep.

The drunk tomb robber didn’t know that the owner of the tomb, who had frightened him, was now standing behind a truck and rushing toward his location.

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