The void was collapsing, and there was a blood red everywhere, and the inexplicable blood seemed to slide down from the void, dyeing the high heavens red, and the cold wind blew, and the cold instantly penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"Am I already dead?" Qin Mu said secretly in his heart, "Why am I not aware at all?" He tried to open his eyes, but he seemed to have fallen into a chaos, and there was a gray patch everywhere he looked.

"Why is this happening, where is this?" Qin Mu's heart froze, and he quickly turned his head to look around. Suddenly, he saw a black figure the size of a baby wriggling not far away, as if it was eating.

Qin Mu just wanted to see what was going on, but he was surprised to find that he had arrived in front of the black shadow in an instant. At this time, Qin Mu saw that this was a desolate beast covered in pitch black, which he had never seen before, and it should have existed a long time ago.

At this moment, this desolate beast was gnawing on a bloodstained arm, Qin Mu stared at that arm for a long time, and he realized how he seemed to have seen that arm before, and it was very familiar.

When he saw the remaining half of his palm, Qin Mu instantly felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, and the palm in front of him with his arm attached turned out to be his own.

"What's the matter?" Qin Mu couldn't help but scream, but the desolate beast seemed to only have that arm in its eyes, and it seemed to be deaf, so it didn't pay attention to Qin Mu at all, and continued to gnaw on itself.

At this moment, Qin Mu's mood was already both shocked and frightened, his eyes swept into the distance very quickly, and half of his thighs were slumped in the grass a foot away behind the desolate beast, the black and red blood had already coagulated among the dry grass, and a shoe soaked in blood had also become a ball, and this shoe was also his own.

Immediately, he found some other broken limbs in the surrounding wild grass, Qin Mu's heart throbbed, these stumps were his own, and he was really dead.

At this time, the desolate beast had already eaten that arm, and turned around and gnawed a leg bone, Qin Mu looked at everything in front of him, he was a little afraid, why could he clearly look at his dead self now, as if he was an outsider who died.

"Could it be that my consciousness remains here, so I can see my dead self?" Qin Mu suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

The yin wind was howling, the desolate beast had already curled up on a leg bone and fell asleep, Qin Mu wandered around aimlessly, he guessed that this should be the bottom of the Jade Void Peak.

In the days that followed, Qin Mu had been wandering around, he had already felt that he was starting to get a little tired, and he knew that he might be about to dissipate. But at this moment, there was nothing but helplessness and despair in his heart.

On this day, he returned to the place where he had woken up before, and the shadow of the beast was no longer visible in the grass village, except for a few scattered bones and the blood-stained shoes.

However, Qin Mu had an unexpected discovery, there was a wrinkled old animal skin in the grass under the leg bone, and at the same time, there was a drop of blood left on the animal skin.

After so many days, that drop of blood turned out to be bright red and unusually fresh, Qin Mu knew that the drop of blood in front of him was once in his own body.

At this moment, Qin Mu felt that his 'body' seemed to have returned to its previous state. He looked at the drop of blood in front of him, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and sighed: "This is me now, I have become a drop of blood, if this drop of blood does not exist that day, it means that I have completely left." ”

Qin Mu looked at the animal skin in front of him, he smiled bitterly, and sighed: "I didn't expect that except for my mother, it was you who gave me the right to live a second time, although there is no life, but I have a real feeling of being alive." ”

Qin Mu looked at the blood beads on the animal skin with his eyes, and suddenly his eyes lit up instantly, and he found that he seemed to be reborn, but his body couldn't move.

In front of his eyes, it seemed to be a gray-brown cliff, the cliff wall was as smooth and straight as a sharp blade, and there were many words engraved on the cliff wall, these words seemed to be very ancient, but at this moment, Qin Mu was surprised to find that after he saw it, these characters were quickly printed in his heart, and what was even more strange was that he actually understood the meaning he wanted to express.

Qin Mu looked around, he finally understood that the self just now was fused with that drop of blood, that is to say, now his body is a drop of blood.

After Qin Mu read the words on the cliff, he felt a burst of sadness and loneliness, and also felt a little ridiculous, because what was recorded on it turned out to be the elixir, who would have expected that the person who saw the elixir was actually a dead person.

In the past, Qin Mu was just a residual consciousness, but he could wander around and look everywhere, but now he was fused with this drop of essence blood, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he was this elixir.

Qin Mu would keep reading the scriptures on the cliff every day, so as to eliminate the lonely time, so that later he could memorize the entire scripture backwards, and the entire longevity recipe seemed to be imprinted in his heart.

Time flies, years pass.

On this day, when Qin Mu opened his eyes, he found that there were scriptures swimming in his body, and he was a little surprised: "Could it be that this scripture wants to occupy his body." He suddenly regretted that he really shouldn't have looked at this elixir, and he wouldn't have caused the fire to rise now.

But as the scriptures continued to wander through Qin Mu's limbs over and over again, he found that although he was just a drop of blood, he felt that he could stand up.

This made him extremely excited, so he began to try to make the scriptures keep wandering between the eight veins of the strange scriptures, after thousands of scripture washing, Qin Mu finally saw his two feet, although there were only two feet, but for Qin Mu, this is a great joy, because it proves that the recipe of longevity can make him reborn.

With the passage of time, more and more scriptures flowed in Qin Mu's body, and the blood droplets on the animal skin were not as bright red as before, but a faint figure appeared in the blood droplets and sat cross-legged in it.

Qin Mu didn't dare to slack off for a while, for him, the longevity formula was like his own hands and feet, between breaths, he could mobilize the veins of his whole body, and the scriptures in his body also turned into a trace of fine lines, like a fish constantly swimming.

Qin Mu watched his legs go from transformation to rebirth, and he didn't know how long it would take, his upper body also began to appear, he looked at his white hands, he couldn't believe that this day would come so soon.

Qin Mu tried to straighten up, he hadn't stood for a long time, he had waited for this moment for too long, and then he slowly stretched out his arms, this feeling was exactly the same as before, and there was no discomfort, he really wanted to break the blood bead that trapped him, and see what the cliff wall engraved with the longevity secret in front of him was, but in the end he still held back, because now he was still a headless body, and he had to wait until he fully recovered.