A small black hole suddenly appeared on the snowy ice field. A figure slowly floated up from the black hole and slowly landed on the white snow.
The black hole that just appeared, in just a moment, a circle of white thin ice appeared. Then, the ice layer became thicker and thicker, and more and more white snow accumulated on it. In just a few breaths, it
It has returned to its original appearance, and it can no longer be seen that a black hole once appeared.
The figure that appeared was naturally Yang Chen. At this moment, Yang Chen's hand was holding something like a courtyard that had been shrunk countless times. If you look closely, you can see pavilions, pavilions, rockeries and flowing water.
The water is still gurgling.
This is the secret place left by the unknown senior of Taitianmen under the ice field. After Yang Chen collected all the Dinghuo True Yuan, the entire secret place was also collected. This is what Yang Chen planned to prepare for his next disciple.
one's gift.
Hua Mengyou is not a rich lady. On the contrary, she is just a servant of a rich lady. And she is not the kind of maid who waits around, but a flower farmer who is responsible for taking care of a garden and growing flowers for the lady.
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To put it bluntly, she is a female gardener. In fact, she does not have the name Hua Mengyou yet, but is just a village girl named Hua Simei, a child of Mr. Hua's family.
Hua Simei is very good at taking care of some flowers and plants, which also makes her very appreciated by the owner. However, appreciation is appreciation, but there is not much like. Hua Simei's face is corroded by some poisonous plant juice.
His face was full of holes, and in the eyes of others, he looked simply hideous.
Who would like such a woman who was born into a subordinate family? If it weren't for the fact that Hua Si Mei was the only one who could take care of the few rare flowers in the garden, she would have been driven to work in the farmland.
Not long ago, Hua Simei, like many young people with dreams of cultivating immortals, tried to try their luck in a certain immortal sect. However, it is a pity that Hua Simei, who is just nineteen years old, did not show any innate talent.
Qualifications, just like when Yang Chen went to Taitianmen for the first time, he was kicked back unceremoniously.
The trouble is that Hua Simei went to Xianmen without the permission of her master, so she went secretly by herself. She went there for more than a month, and when she came back angrily, several of the rare flowers she was responsible for taking care of were dead.
More than half of it.
So, poor Fourth Sister Hua was whipped hard with a whip until she was half dead. If she hadn't been spared her life and could plant a few more rare flowers, she might have been treated as a
The escaped slaves were executed directly. Even so, the servants sprinkled some healing medicine on their bodies and threw them into the garden without anyone asking a question.
Hua Simei, who was covered in scars, huddled in the shabby shed in the garden. Many of the wounds on her body had suppurated. She was in terrible pain. The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, but Hua Simei's heart was getting colder and colder.
With her dignity and the scars and pus all over her body, not even one of the servants thought of approaching her to help her.
These days, Fourth Sister Hua has been surviving entirely on some plants in the garden. No one cares about her life or death. An ugly woman wants to become an immortal. Isn't this the biggest joke in the world?
Hua Simei's heart seemed to be in despair, and the physical pain was nothing compared to the psychological pain caused by all the broken hopes. She was unwilling to give in. She wanted to enter the immortal sect to change her destiny, but even the original only
When the few friends who still talked to her laughed at her for overestimating her abilities, she could no longer bear this blow.
With her hope dashed, Hua Simei felt that the wounds on her body were getting more and more painful, and her consciousness became increasingly blurry. Just when she seemed to be about to faint, she suddenly saw a man suddenly appearing in front of the shabby shack.
people.
It was a strange-looking man, very young, with an indescribable aura about him, and a very warm smile on his face, like an immortal.
"Do you want to become an immortal?" In confusion, Hua Simei heard the young man ask her such a question. While feeling happy, she already had a kind of enlightenment.
"Think!" With just one word out of her mouth, Hua Simei immediately lost consciousness. The injuries on her body were too severe, and she had realized that she was on the verge of life and death. She could no longer hold on and fainted.
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The man who showed up was naturally Yang Chen. He remembered Hua Mengyou's life experience. Such a big shot, who would be taken very seriously by the immortal world in the future, would never hide his past life, which also gave Yang Chen an opportunity.
It's not that Yang Chen doesn't want to find Hua Mengyou earlier, it's because even if he finds her in advance, it's useless. His innate spiritual roots haven't been awakened, and if he finds her, he's still a mortal, and it's impossible to practice.
Yang Chen clearly remembered that it was after Hua Mengyou suffered such a hardship that he survived by chance, and later cultivated a Mengyou grass that even ordinary monks could not cultivate, so it was passed by a man from Baguio Immortal Island.
The female disciple found out and introduced Baguio Immortal Island, and then she was able to become a disciple of Baguio Immortal Island.
Of course, now that Yang Chen is here, the original disciples of Baguio Immortal Island have become the disciples that Yang Chen has long admired and have taken them into his pocket.
When Hua Simei woke up, she suddenly found that her body felt no pain at all, as if the injuries on her body had completely disappeared. She was shocked and sat up suddenly, finding that her clothes were intact.
But the surrounding area is no longer the dilapidated shack, but a land growing with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants.
"Are you awake?" Before Hua Simei could figure out where she was, a gentle voice sounded in her ears, and then a figure appeared in front of her.
"Immortal?" What Hua Simei saw in front of her eyes was the young man she had seen before she fell into coma, and the man who asked her if she wanted to become an immortal, Yang Chen.
"I'm not a god, I'm just a practitioner." Yang Chen smiled gently at Hua Simei, and then continued: "You were seriously injured before, so I treated you to see if you still feel uncomfortable.
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Only now did Hua Simei realize that the scars on her body had disappeared without a trace. The skin on her body had still returned to its original appearance, leaving no trace on her body.
This magical change made Hua Simei couldn't believe her eyes. But when she covered her face with her hands while crying with joy, she suddenly discovered that her face seemed to have changed too.
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