I said I would turn back time

Lin Xing's mind and will had already been tempered to an extremely strong level by practicing meditation under the threat of death from the mountain god.

Even though he was about to be plunged into a sea of ​​fire, and there were wolf-like soldiers lingering around him, he could still maintain a state of trance and practice meditation bit by bit.

After all, compared to being tortured and killed by the mountain gods, being beaten to death by these soldiers was too easy for Lin Xing now.

And in his induction, his meditation skills slowly increased with his practice.

Meditation (0.1% on first level)

Soon after, two soldiers discovered Lin Xing in the yard, and one of them walked up with a knife drawn.

"Hey, is there someone sitting here?"

With a bang, as the long knife stabbed into Lin Xing's chest, he fell into a pool of blood again.

According to Bai Yiyi, meditation is the most demanding skill. It is often practiced by monks and Taoist priests in temples, and the time for improvement is often measured in years.

Lin Xing felt the same after practicing. The effect of practicing meditation is not as obvious as other martial arts, but it takes much longer. It seems that the cost performance is far less than practicing boxing and kicking.

If it wasn't for the purpose of understanding Taotong's inheritance, he probably wouldn't have taken the initiative to practice meditation.

But fortunately, he was able to practice meditation while constantly going back in time through life and death battles.

This was the case at this moment. In the process of being killed by soldiers again and again, Lin Xing could feel that the progress of his meditation was steadily improving.

And because of the effects of the first level of meditation, he can even accurately quantify this progress with numbers.

Meditation (11.8% on the first floor)

Meditate (26.3% on the first floor)

Meditate (33.7% on the first floor)

As the progress of meditation continued to improve, Lin Xing felt as if his thoughts were gradually spreading to his whole body with each breath, and his control over his body was becoming more and more comprehensive.

But this time it obviously took longer than the last time I practiced meditation in front of the mountain god.

Although Lin Xing was not physically exhausted at all, his mental fatigue was getting heavier and heavier, and his progress seemed to be slowing down.

Finally, after countless times of traveling back in time, Lin Xing, who was exhausted to the extreme, showed a smile on his face.

He sensed a light in his mind that symbolized meditation.

Meditation (0% on the second floor)

"Finally done."

Just as the meditation reached the second level, Lin Xing felt that his thoughts had spread to every corner of his body between breaths.

At the same time, he gained a deeper insight into the nature of his own body.

The most obvious to him seem to be strength, speed and physical fitness.

At this moment, he could clearly feel the extent of his three qualities.

Lin Xing thought in his mind: "This should also be quantified using numbers, right? The more detailed the better."

"Then..."

He thought of the first opponent he defeated after coming to the mirror world, and it was also the standard he used to measure his combat power.

This standard has always been useful enough, so it has become a tool he often uses to quantify the combat effectiveness of others and himself.

"Then let's use the old hatchet man's strength, speed and physical strength as 1 in my memory."

As Lin Xing's thoughts were finalized, the originally abstract feelings gradually turned into concrete numbers.

So in his induction, in addition to the original technical progress, the numbers in his mind also provided insights into his own body.

Strength: 2.6 old man

Speed: 1.8 old man

Physical fitness: 2.5 old man

Scythe (1st level 2%)

Taiqing Changquan (0% on the second level)

Meditation (0% on second floor)

Talisman (0% per level)

"As my meditation skills improve, my control over my own body becomes more and more incredible. I can actually grasp every step of my physical body so clearly."

"Now that boxing, meditation, and spells have all met the requirements, can I understand the Taoist inheritance?"

At the same time, as all the requirements for Taotong's inheritance were fulfilled, another memory began to revive in Lin Xing's mind.

"Is this the way to understand Taoism?"

"Why on earth do I remember this?"

Lin Xing felt the turbulent memories in his mind, and he murmured: "I feel that as long as I keep practicing, I will be able to awaken more and more memories, until I finally know what all this is about."

At this moment, Lin Xing suddenly had new expectations for stronger skills and higher inheritance. He couldn't wait to recover more memories and wanted to know what all this was about.

Bai Yiyi said in disbelief: "Is there such a thing? Could it have something to do with you going back in time?"

Lin Xing shook his head and said: "I don't know, but as long as I continue to improve, I will definitely find out one day."

Thinking of this, Lin Xing wanted to try to understand the Daotong inheritance first.

But as soon as he thought of this, Lin Xing felt mentally exhausted and found it increasingly difficult to persevere.

"Forget it, my meditation practice between life and death is equivalent to several years of hard work for ordinary people."

"This kind of diligence is rare in the world. If I continue to practice like this, I'm afraid I will go crazy."

Bai Yiyi asked in surprise: "How many times have you turned back time just now? It has been so long?"

Lin Xing said casually: "It will take at least a few months, but meditating between life and death is more effective than meditating in bed. It may be equivalent to several years of meditating in bed."

Thinking of this, he sighed a little: "Perhaps in the eyes of those of you who don't have the ability to turn back time, I become stronger instantly every time and improve by leaps and bounds in a short period of time, as if I'm cheating."

"But in fact, every improvement I have made, and my current improvement in strength, are all due to being down-to-earth, relying on my own efforts little by little, and dying again and again."

"And if I want to improve more strength and recover more memories in the future, the thing I can rely on most is still me, dying steadily again and again."

Bai Yiyi thought to herself: "No wonder the changes are so drastic, and he dies again and again for such a long time... Is it true that people won't go crazy if this continues?"

Lin Xing on the other side stood up and walked to the woodshed door, intending to try the secret method to open the fairy door.

I saw him slit his finger with scissors and dripped a few drops of blood on the door frame.

Then he clasped his hands together and said in his mouth: "When the two heavens meet, I reveal myself, the immortal gate opens wide, and the five energies soar."

After finishing the incantation, Lin Xing pressed his palm on the door and continued to recite the incantation.

As the mantra was chanted over and over again, a familiar feeling gradually came from the door in front of him.

When Lin Xing read it for the tenth time, the door suddenly opened. Lin Xing took a step out and found that he was back in the ward again.

Lin Xingxi said, "Are you back?"

The cat doll was also surprised and said: "This secret method is real, but it can only be opened from the mirror world, not from us."

Lin Xing returned to the ward and lay on the bed. According to his experience, Wei Zhi should come to care about his condition soon.

But after waiting for a long time and not seeing Wei Zhi, Lin Xing suddenly reacted: "By the way, Captain Wei is going out for a while, no one cares about my affairs?"

After thinking about it, the tired Lin Xing fell asleep unconsciously.

As soon as he got up the next day, Lin Xing felt the fairy door opening again.

I saw him put on some clothes, put on his backpack, stepped out in one step, and disappeared into the ward again.

…

What appeared in front of Lin Xing at this moment was a long, muddy street.

Turning around, I saw that he was walking out of an abandoned old house.

After walking forward for more than ten meters along the narrow street, his eyes suddenly opened up, and a busier road appeared in front of Lin Xing.

On both sides of the road are rows of wooden houses scattered in different heights. From a distance, there seem to be teahouses, taverns, pharmacies and other different shops.

Although there are not many pedestrians on the street, and a smell can be smelled in the air from time to time, the atmosphere displayed here is obviously much more prosperous than Jiangjiacun.

The only strange thing was that there were hardly any young women on the street.

Lin Xing stared blankly at the scene in front of him and wondered: "I... I clearly left Jiangjiacun before, how did I end up here this time when I came back?"

Bai Yiyi said: "When we left, Jiangjiacun was burned down. Could it be that it was burned to the point where there was no door left, so you were sent here nearby?"

Lin Xing: "Ah? Then where is this place?"

Lin Xing was wearing a white T-shirt and trousers at this time. Although it was still different from the clothes of passers-by, it would not be as eye-catching as the previous hospital gown.

And he also specially stuffed the cat doll into the backpack, so as not to attract others' attention.

Next, he walked on the muddy street looking for people to inquire about. Few people responded to him, but it was still much better than when he was in the closed Jiangjia Village.

About half an hour later, Lin Xing finally knew that this was the county seat of Taiping County, the largest county seat in Dongya Prefecture, and Jiangjia Village was just south of the county seat.

Bai Yiyi was surprised: "So this is Dongya Mansion?"

Lin Xing asked, "Is it far from your home?"

Bai Yiyi said: "That's at least thousands of miles away."

At this moment, a team paraded through the street, and a head was placed on the leading car, which caused everyone on the street to whisper.

Looking at the familiar head, Lin Xing thought to himself: "Is that... the Baochang? And the villagers of Jiangjia Village?"