Naruto: Undercover Self-cultivation

Viscous blood soaked the stone platform, and the massacre of the cultists came to an end.

On the stone platform, there were only a few lonely children standing there trembling, with pale yellow liquid continuously dripping down the trousers.But even if they were so afraid, they still couldn't move an inch.

Mysterious forces imprisoned their actions.

Just between life and death, Lin Ren burst out with a terrifying desire to survive, so he was able to move.

Rin Ren's lonely head fell to the ground, his eyes staring at these poor children without blinking.

Am I dying?Oh, what a tragedy!
In his remaining head, many thoughts appeared involuntarily.

It is said that death is returning to a warm embrace, and death is the source of all peace.

Come on, end my pain!
Take me to the beautiful sea of ​​flowers on the other side!

Take me to the vast river of Wangchuan!

Take me to taste the delicious Mengpo soup!
well?Is Meng Po a grandma or a beautiful woman? How can I remember that in the books I read before, Meng Po is a proud blonde loli!
No, no, Po Meng should not be a blond loli, but should be a gentle and fierce sister Yu.
Suddenly, Rin Ren was stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice in embarrassment on his lonely head.

"Why haven't I died yet? Where's the promised sea of ​​flowers on the other side? Where's the promised Wangchuanhe? Where's the promised beauty Meng Po? Mad, I'm ready to burp!"

Looking at his own headless corpse in front of him, Rin was a little embarrassed.

Well, the head and the body are separated, didn't they die?
Not only that, but in the dark, he could even feel his headless corpse. Apart from the confusion of space, he could also control everything about this body.

As long as he wants, he can completely stand up without his own head and carry his own head for a 500-meter sprint.

Pursing his lips, Lin Ren came back to his senses, and a name suddenly appeared in his head - Fei Duan.

This guy seems to believe in some kind of cult, Ma De, it can't be this cult!

Lin Ren fully suspected that the mysterious cult that Fei Duan joined back then was the current one.

On the stone platform, the killing had stopped, and the only remaining child had fainted from fright.

But even so, the child still maintained a standing posture, unable to move at all.

Below the stage, a cold voice sounded.

"Take the 'gift' away, chop up all the rest, fill it into the blood pool, and prepare for the next time."

"Yes! Lord Envoy!"

On the stage, Rin couldn't lie down anymore.

minced?

I can still live without a head, how can I live when I squeeze it into meat paste!

Seeing Jinge Yong is about to walk into the aisle with the child.Rin can't stand it anymore!
Damn it, if you get caught, you get caught!Better to die than to live!

I originally wanted to pretend to be dead and leave this ghost place, maybe I could escape a catastrophe, but I didn't expect this envoy to be so ignorant of martial arts!
Not caring about anything else, Rin Ren howled desperately.

"and many more!"

The voice echoed, and the entire cave was silent.

Rinren manipulated his headless corpse, staggered up as if he was drunk, picked up his head clumsily, and with an awkward smile on his lips, he said weakly:

"Uh, uh, big brother, if you want to go, take me with you!"

The cultists were also dumbfounded. Even though they were relentless executioners, seeing this scene, their backs felt chills and the air-conditioning rushed wildly.

Seeing this group of vicious guys looking at him in awe, he hides his head behind him in embarrassment, smiles and takes a step, stumbling to follow Ine Isamu's footsteps.

Time flies, and half a year has passed in a blink of an eye.

Underground, in a closed room full of scrolls, Ine Yusuke sat cross-legged on the ground, with a huge scroll in front of him.

3 month 24 day.

Experiment: the effect of cutting on the undead;
Method: knife cutting;
Conclusion: The body tissue is separated and cannot cause substantial damage to the target. As long as it is sutured, the target can still move freely; after deep chopping, the target tissue will tend to gather and recover, and the process is very slow.

Remarks: 1. The target could not be killed by conventional cutting; 2. The various tissues of the target's body showed no signs of strengthening; 3. The target did not lose the sense of pain, and kept howling and cursing during the experiment.

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3 month 26 day.

Experiment: the effect of fire on the undead;
Method: fire escape;
Conclusion: The undead body is the same as the normal experimental body, it has no resistance to flames, and the body tissue loses its activity for a short time after being subjected to high temperature; but even if all the tissue is carbonized, the target tissue will still recover its activity and aggregate, and cannot be killed.

Remarks: The target body has a strong self-recovery tendency, as long as the nutrition is sufficient, any part can be restored.

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4 month 18 day.

Experiment: the effect of freezing on the undead;
Method: Ice Escaping Blood Succession Boundary;
Conclusion: The target tissue is no different from ordinary people, it has been eroded by freezing, and there is nothing special about it; but when the freezing is removed, the body recovers by itself.

Remarks: The target seems to be very afraid of the cold, especially scolding!It is recommended to use the Ice Escape Ninja Seal.

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From March 6th to March 1th.

Experiment: The effects of starvation and drying on the undead;

Method: wind escape;
Conclusion: Air-drying is completely ineffective on the undead body, but starvation will cause the undead body to slowly dry up and die, and it is estimated that it will take a year.

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10 month 2 day.

Experiment: Utilization value of immortal body tissue;
Method: implantation of other experimental subjects;

Conclusion: The experiment failed, and all 230 subjects died. The target tissue is extremely erosive, and there is no way to prevent the target tissue from killing the test subject.

Remarks: Immortality does not seem to be a gift from the evil god, but a curse.

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10 month 10 day.

Experiment: The effect of lightning on the undead.

Method: Thunder escape;
Conclusion: Not only can Thunder Tunnel not cause damage, but it can also greatly stimulate the target's body tissues, speed up the recovery of the target's tissues, and make the target feel extremely hungry.

Remarks: It is not recommended to use Thunder Tunnel;

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The final conclusion is that the immortal body cannot be killed by seals, flames, lightning, or low temperature, but can only be slowly wiped out by starvation. Apart from this, the experimental body has nothing special and cannot extract chakra.

Final advice: Starve to death!

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Confirming that the scroll has reached the end, Ine Isao frowned, and slowly raised his face covered with hideous scars.

"Apart from immortality, what about the only 'gift' that survives?"

As soon as the words fell, an old man in a white coat came out from the darkness, stood in front of Jinge Yong and humbly said: "Master God Envoy, according to the usual practice, the gift has been brainwashed and named Yangren, as long as we get the name of the country of fire With fresh blood, you can cast spells, Sisi, with blood, one life for another!"

"Very good!" Ine Yu nodded without any change in expression.

"Take care of 'Bonci'. No! Take care of Yang Ren, he will be the deadliest 'Guima' in our hands!"

The old man in the white coat knew that the envoy in front of him liked shogi very much, understood the position of Yangren in the heart of the envoy, and secretly decided to go back and take good care of Yangren.

"What about the immortal body?" the old man in the white coat asked curiously.

"..."

Jinge Yu was stunned for a moment, and his brows that had been relaxed just now were huddled together again.

He knew that Lin Ren's existence had become a burden to the organization. This guy had to eat a large bowl of military food pills every meal to survive, and if he didn't eat, he would desperately plan the wall with his hands and go to other cells to grab food. In less than a year, this guy has dug through a row of cells.

After a long time, Jinge Yu cast a dissatisfied glance at this blind subordinate, and let out a harsh breath.

"Brainwashed?"

Hearing this, the old man in the white coat instantly turned extremely bitter, and replied Yang Yang: "I have been brainwashed, but the effect is very strange."

"Hmm?" Izumi frowned.

"The Immortal Body seems to think that he has become the ninja incarnation of Lord Evil God, beating and cursing at every turn!"

Speaking of this, the old man seemed to want to continue to vomit bitterness, but was interrupted by Ine Isao raising his hand.

"Okay, let's leave it at that, the immortal body will be used as an experimental body of ninjutsu power in the future!"

"Also, are you ready for the sacrifice in three days' time?"

Hearing this, the old man's expression turned cold, and he said, "Everything is ready!"

After finishing speaking, he closed the scroll and hurriedly turned and left.

Watching Ine Isamu leave, thinking of the monster of immortality again, the old man in the white coat sighed helplessly, turned and left, muttering incessantly.

"Hey~ If you want me to say, you should starve this guy to death, and eat it to death if you can't survive. Don't Bingliang Pills cost money? My experiment funding has been reduced by half!"

As the director of this base, the old man in a white coat is well aware of the appetite of people;
To put it bluntly, the experimental subjects in the entire base only consume one or two hundred ration pills a day.

As for Rin Ren, he eats three meals a day, and each meal is a big bowl. This guy's daily appetite can catch up with the sum of all experimental subjects' appetites!
Moreover, Rinren likes to drop by, and the dungeon, which was originally quiet and peaceful, was forcibly made by him like a busy city.

The most important thing is that from various monitoring results, this guy is a complete fanatic; in the base, many cultists have already expressed dissatisfaction with the detention of Rinren.

To put it simply, this guy not only got along with the guards, but also became a huge burden on the entire organization.

Thinking of this, the corners of the old man's eyes twitched, and he felt extremely tired.

"Damn it, after this sacrifice, seal this monster!"

In the cell, our protagonist, Rin Ren, leans leisurely against the iron fence, bragging with the guards outside the cage with a playful smile.

"Renjun, I haven't seen you for several months. Are you out on the field?"

Hearing this, the guard outside the cage shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's not because of your idiot, I heard that most of the brothers in the base have been sent out to make money!"

Hearing that the guard named Ren said that he could eat it, Ren Ren rolled his eyes unabashedly, squinting at the guard with disgust.

"I'm not talking about you, Mr. Ren, you just have too little air.

For an organization, if it can't even guarantee enough to eat, how can it buy people's hearts?Um?
Let’s just talk about our evil god sect, it’s difficult to even feed me, the incarnation of the evil god, how can we convince everyone! "

"Come on, you! It's clearly a curse. The Lord Cthulhu thinks you're ashamed!" The guard immediately retorted.

Lin Ren said that he was the incarnation of the evil god countless times. At the beginning, when the guards saw him insulting their beliefs, they took action to teach the prisoner a lesson.

After experiencing countless torture methods, the guards, who were exhausted and racked their brains, came to a desperate conclusion that this guy could not be killed.As a result, a small group of fanatics began to believe Rinren's words.

In their unsightly minds, only the incarnation of Lord Cthulhu has such power!
And the benevolent king in Rin's population is a group with less firm beliefs.

"Dangdang!" Lazily knocking on the cage, Renjun was about to end the chat and continue his inspection.

"Wait." Lin Ren stretched out his hand from the gap in the cage, grabbed Renjun's sleeve, and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"Ren-jun, let's talk again!

Why are you all back this time?I saw Captain Chuanpu yesterday, isn't he earning money outside all the year round? "

Renjun pulled back his sleeves, slapped the stick against Renren's clenched fist with his backhand, and said angrily, "I don't know, don't ask me."

After finishing speaking, he walked into the dark passage without looking back.

"Cut, cheapskate!"

Rin Ren withdrew his swollen arm with a red bar, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, holding a yellow-orange key tightly in his palm, and sneered in his heart.

At the moment just now, Lin Ren took the key from the guard's waist. He didn't know which cell it belonged to, but it didn't affect it.

The benevolent gentleman in Rin's population just came back from the outside some time ago to accept the task of guarding this row of cages, and the bunch of keys on his waist are the keys to this row of cells.

It doesn't matter whether the key belongs to his own cell or not.

He had already penetrated the earthen walls of this row of cells for the reason of grabbing food. At first, the guards tried to repair the big holes in the cells, but each time they filled them up within two days and were dug up again. Wear, the guards were tired, and nothing happened, so they simply gave up patching the big hole in the wall.

In the beginning, there were also many autistic prisoners who were very disgusted with Rinren's behavior of visiting.

But ever since an adult prisoner who bullied Linren was bitten off his neck at night, no prisoner dared to bully this monster who looked only seven years old but was actually impossible to kill.

After all, monsters don't die or sleep, they need to.

This led to a result, this row of prison cells, Linren randomly dropped by;

As long as you have a key, you can try to go through the rows and always find the matching cell door.

In the corner, Rin Ren gritted his teeth, twisted his small face, forcibly tore open his abdomen, and put the brass key in.

Immediately, resisting the discomfort caused by a foreign object in his body, he pressed the wound.

After a while, the wound healed, and Lin Ren slowly raised his head, with a strange white light shining in his dark eyes.

"Freedom!"