Wangyou Mountain is as beautiful as a fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist. In addition, it is rich in spiritual energy and full of exotic flowers and plants. It is a place of practice that all cultivators dream of.
Wangyou Mountain is beautiful, and its owner is even more beautiful. Not only beautiful, but also very fierce.
The beauty is so beautiful that it makes people despair, and the fierceness is so fierce that it makes people flinch. Whenever someone who is not well-educated stares at her appearance and becomes distracted, the beauty can break all the illusions of the absent-minded person with just one glance.
Zhiyou is not only the most beautiful woman in the world of cultivation, but also the monk with the highest cultivation level who has already reached the Great Perfection state. She is only one thought away from ascension.
If it had been any other monk, they would have been eagerly preparing to attack and lead to the thunder tribulation, but Zhiyou was leisurely and not in any hurry.
The people who were already prepared to compete for the treasure mountain based on their own abilities after her ascension were eager to see what was happening. They were anxious and scratching their hearts, but there was nothing they could do.
Several seniors who were only a small level away from Zhiyou once joined forces to besiege Wangyou Mountain. As a result, until now, no one is alive or dead, and no corpses are seen.
Having learned from the past, no one will dare to act rashly again.
After all, cultivation is not easy, and even if the process is slower, it is still better than losing one's life due to greed.
On the top of Wangyou Mountain, a dazzlingly beautiful woman was lazily nestled in a cloud-like couch, her delicate little feet like jade sculptures hanging on one side, swaying carelessly.
In the eyes of outsiders, she is not only an unprecedented spiritual madman, but also a eccentric, ruthless and poisonous woman...
Zhiyou just wants to say that everyone has so much fun!
Obviously I have never even seen her face, so I don't know where I can find the confidence to make irresponsible remarks.
In fact, she doesn't know if she has any talent in her cultivation, but there is absolutely no such thing as crazy cultivation.
Because she doesn’t have to work hard at all, improving her cultivation is as easy as drinking water.
As for the weird and cruel personality?
It's a bit unbelievable to say that, let alone killing people, there doesn't even seem to be any harm, at least not in her memory.
Well, that's not right. It can be said that it has never happened in the world of cultivation. In the world of immortality, it should have killed a few people not long ago.
Using the tragic method of self-destructing one's soul,
In the blink of an eye, we were back at Wangyou Mountain.
"It's about to ascend again."
Zhiyou sighed softly and looked at the sky through the clouds with misty eyes. He had no expectations for the upcoming ascension, and was even a little bored.
"It's really boring. Do we have to drag those few to die again?"
Zhiyou glanced at the familiar little bag around her waist with disdain. There were many treasures in it, which she had picked up with her incredible luck.
However, she is not the destined person for those things. She is just a collector and keeper, and they will all be handed over to others in the future...
"Annoying..." He muttered vaguely and turned over to think about it, but somehow he fell asleep.
I also had dreams about my past life.
When he ascended last time, Zhiyou was more or less naive.
Even though I know something is wrong with this world, I still have hopes for ascending to immortality, thinking that maybe ascending can change my destiny.
Her destiny is really uncertain. She seems to be free, but she always feels like she is being manipulated.
This feeling is so terrible that Zhiyou even looks forward to being struck by lightning. Maybe one strike can change his fate?
Before her ascension, she was a leisurely casual cultivator who slept most of the time. At the beginning, she was a wild child without a father, mother, relatives, or any relatives.
From the time she can remember, she has been wandering alone.
When I was too young, I relied on begging to support myself. When I got a little older, I started to think about finding things to fill my stomach. I lived a life where the sky and the earth were my bed, so that no matter what kind of house I lived in, I felt that it was not comfortable enough.
Whenever others look at her with pity and sympathy, Zhiyou feels confused.
She didn't feel pitiful at all, even though she was often hungry and full, without proper clothes and shoes, no one cared for her, no one loved her, and occasionally she was bullied...
But those were all situations when she was too young and had no other options. As she grew up, and one time she was chased by a wild beast and fell into the bottom of a cliff and picked up a fragment of a cultivation scroll with a simple portrait on it, her life was different.
Not to mention how carefree and happy it is.
If a person is alone in a deserted mountain, there are endless delicacies and wild fruits to eat. Even if he wants to eat meat, it won’t take much effort at all.
As for the clothes and shoes, she made them herself from wild hemp animal skins, which were very strong and beautiful.
Zhiyou, who spends his days having fun all over the mountains and plains, believes that as long as people live freely enough, everything else will not be a problem.
After discovering that his mood was getting better and better, his luck was getting better and better, Zhiyou became more and more happy and satisfied with life.
"God has been so kind to me!"
The fashionable and innocent Zhiyou often laments his good luck in his heart.
How good can her luck be?
It was so good that he used the scraps he picked up to practice casually to introduce Qi into the body and successfully built the foundation in a few days. Then he ate some fruit and successfully rose to the next level.
I accidentally fell while chasing a pheasant and picked up a small cloth bag with a very beautiful pattern.
Unexpectedly, the small bag, which was only the size of a palm, contained a mountain-like pile of things. Whether it was elixirs, flowers, accessories, clothes or others, they all exuded abundant spiritual energy.
Zhiyou was almost drooling when she saw it, but she was a good-natured girl who didn't hesitate to pick up gold, so she obediently held the weightless treasure bag and waited for its owner.
After waiting and waiting, Zhiyou, whose stomach was growling with hunger, decided to leave the bag where it was, so as not to worry about the owner not being able to find it when he came back.
When I turned around, I fell down again for some reason, and even did a fancy reverse fall, and my whole face fell into the big bag. I accidentally swallowed a small purple flower and got hit on my forehead.
A green jade pendant,
Suddenly, I heard an ethereal female voice slowly telling a long story.
To put it simply, the owner of the treasure bag is a very powerful monk. She was the woman who was most likely to ascend to immortality at a certain time.
It's a pity that she made the mistake that many women make, which is to be trapped by love.
Not only did he not have any thoughts on cultivation, but he met a heartless man who cheated money, sex, and feelings. He even killed another woman for the sake of her and wanted to take her soul and bones and give them to the person he loved.
Of course, the scumbag man and bitch didn't get what they wanted. At the last moment, the monk dragged the two of them with his last breath and blew himself up.
This treasure bag is called the Qiankun Bag. It is a treasure that the female monk always wears. It contains things she has collected that are helpful for her cultivation.
Originally I wanted to give it to that scumbag,
The scumbag has nothing but lofty ambitions, but he is just ordinary on the way to cultivation.
Therefore, the items in the Qiankun Bag are not of the highest quality, but are items for early and middle-level monks.
Unfortunately, before she could express her feelings, the scumbag revealed his true colors.
The last remnant of the female monk's soul was attached to the Qiankun bag she carried with her. In addition to leaving her own story to alert future generations, she also set a prohibition.
If anyone who picks up this bag wants to occupy the contents of the bag immediately, the Qiankun Bag will immediately self-destruct, leaving the person who picked up this bag with nothing.
The person who gets the treasure in the end must be a person who is not ignorant about picking up gold and has a pure nature.
"..."
Zhiyou has never read a book and has little knowledge. He thinks the story is a good one, but he always feels that something is wrong.
It was as if it was specially made to deliver the Qiankun Bag to her.
From then on, she felt more and more things were wrong. Sometimes when she thought about the past, well... she seemed to feel that something was wrong.
She seemed to be less than three years old when she relied on begging to support herself. It seemed that only a year had passed when she felt that she was strong enough and mature enough to support herself with her own hands...
Back then, a child who was only three or four years old, sleeping in the snow in the winter and drinking in the wind in the summer, found it quite easy to live. This only shows that she was strong enough and big-hearted enough.
Or maybe life is really not as difficult as imagined, at least she grew up healthy.
It is uncertain whether her life will be good or not, but her life is certain if she urinates. This chapter has been completed!