Jingyu came to MIT through the American SAT test (sat is equivalent to the American college entrance examination). She is very beautiful, with standard willow-leaf eyebrows, almond eyes, a beautiful nose and white teeth, and a pair of charming dimples on her pink-white oval face, revealing a superior and noble temperament everywhere. There were many people who pursued and admired her, and even a few noble sons from the capital who knew her identity flocked to please her.
Everyone knows that if you can get her favor and step into the palace of marriage, it means that you will step into the ranks of future national leaders.
Because according to the survey, all the current state leaders have daughters except for one or two. If the system remains unchanged in the future, then the country's leaders are likely to be a bunch of sons-in-law!
Who doesn't yearn for a good harvest of beauty, power, honor and status? Opportunities are right around you, how can you not reach out and grab them tightly? !
But how could the beautiful and proud princess be so close? First blocked by the bodyguards, then blocked by the nanny, finally passed five hurdles and cut six generals to come in front of the beautiful woman, the beautiful woman is not allowed to enter, water or fire; arrogant and cold like a fairy in the Guanghan Palace.
After the physical body Lan Feiyang climbed onto the saddle, when he looked around, he could only see the undulating peaks, which are endless. Some small mountain peaks in the distance are like solitary boats or islands in the sea in the clouds and mist.
He subconsciously stepped down and saw some blurred images gradually appearing as the clouds and mist churned, as if someone was jumping and waving a stone sword. After a while, it became clearer and clearer, and the picture gradually became coherent.
It was a young man prostrated in front of a cup of loess crying bitterly, his hands and ten fingers were all dug into the loess, blood had already been bitten out of his lips, and the blood fell drop by drop into the loess, staining the soil. A small piece of red soil came out.
Suddenly, a man in his early fifties appeared behind him, he sighed lightly, waved his hand and supported the young man with a gentle force.
"Lan, people can't be resurrected after death, and it doesn't help if you are so sad. I have collected and sealed her soul that was pinned by a magic talisman and has not yet drifted away, and sealed it in the left palm that was cut off by the great wizard, and put it in this In a pointed stone tool that once sucked your blood. Let's find a place with plenty of spiritual energy and bury her. Maybe one day she will become a spirit body like me. You can practice with me in the future, as long as you become a fairy Cheng Shen will definitely be able to meet her again."
"How long will that take?" After hearing the news, the young man raised a glimmer of hope in his distressed eyes.
"It's hard to say." The hermit of Daogu Xianfeng sighed softly, "Your bone aptitude is excellent. If you practice with me, you should be able to become a fairy in a few hundred years, and a god in a few thousand years. But it's hard to say when she will be able to accumulate enough aura to become a spiritual being. However, as long as you can become a god, you will be able to break the curse cast on her by the evil witch and allow her to be reincarnated safely. In this way, you can still be together. However, if her reincarnated body is too poor If you can't cultivate, you will only have a few decades, and you won't be able to stay together for a long time."
"Decades are fine." The young man firmly clenched his fists, "Besides, I can wait for her to be reincarnated again."
The hermit of Daogu Xianfeng nodded: "Well, it is also possible. However, every time she reincarnates, she will lose part of her impression of you. After three lives, she will completely forget you. So, after these three lives Among them, it is best to form a spirit body with one soul and one soul, so that when the two become one, she is expected to cultivate into a god. Taking a step back, even if you can only become a fairy, you can also be a pair with infinite years Fairy couple."
Hearing this, the young man's eyes were filled with infinite yearning: "Okay, then I will work hard to cultivate. Please accept me as an apprentice!" Then he knelt down in front of the Taoist hermit.
What follows is the scene of the teenager swinging his fists, splitting his legs or stabbing with his sword; the two armies are fighting each other, the severed limbs and heads are flying, and the blood is flowing; The scene of the leader beheading and dismembering the corpse. The scene where the clan leader passed on the position of leader to the young man on his deathbed, and the young man can only assume the responsibility to succeed to the throne. The last is the wedding night in the bridal chamber. The young man who has become the clan leader leaves the couple and the bridal chamber, and dances his sword in grief under the moonlight.
In the tumbling clouds and mist, the picture completely dissipated, and a bunch of fine raindrops fell on the head of the fleshy body Lan Feiyang. The cold breath spread from the top of the head to the whole body in an instant, and only then did Lan Feiyang realize that he had already walked under the clouds.
His consciousness soared to 45% in an instant, and he was suddenly at a loss: Who am I? How come here? Am I that boy just now? What's wrong with my head? Can't remember anything? !
There is a clear spring in the valley, feeling a little hungry, the fleshy body Lan Feiyang walks over and bends down to hold the water and drink it. Suddenly, facing the reflection in the water, he froze: he seemed to be very similar to the boy in the picture just now!
"BlueLeader, Lord Leader! "Suddenly a whistler appeared on the opposite hillside, and someone shouted at him.
Flesh body Lan Feiyang raised his head suspiciously, only to see a burly man with beards running towards him with a dozen of them. The people behind him waved their hands and shouted when they saw Lan Feiyang raised his head, "It's the leader, it's really the leader!"
"My lord, come back to the clan with us." The bearded man cupped his hands and raised his fists above his head, kneeling on one knee in front of Lan Feiyang.
"My lord, Mrs. Tai and Mrs. Lao miss you very much, and they cannot do without you in the affairs of the clan. I beg you not to practice alone in this mountain, but wait to go back with me!" a Ruowei The thin, young man with a familiar face to Lan Feiyang (he looked more like Xie Xusheng) led the others to kneel in front of Lan Feiyang's flesh.
So, surrounded by these dozen or so people, Lan Feiyang climbed over one mountain after another in a daze, and arrived at the foot of the mountain after dark.
After hearing the news, Mrs. Tai and the old lady had people waiting for him outside the wooden house with torches. When they saw him come back, they scolded and blamed like a fountain of tears. Lan Feiyang looked at it and felt a little ashamed.
"Even if you want to be obsessed with cultivation, you have to leave a son behind. It won't be too late to go to the mountains to practice immortality after the son grows up and succeeds the throne." Looking at the fleshy body Lan Feiyang devouring the roast leg of lamb, Mrs. Tai sternly said reproached.
"That's right." The old lady in her forties, who still has charm, also nodded with tears in her eyes, "If you are not satisfied with Xiao Shixin, you can marry the second lady or a concubine again. You can't just leave us alone like this. Why don't you leave? Your grandmother is also old, and I don't understand the affairs of the clan as a mother, so what do you ask us to do when you leave like this?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com