The master of metaphysics refreshes the daily life of Novice Village

It turns out that he is not a human being, but a fire stick that has been considered useless by all cultivators in the world of immortality!

That includes herself.

Kong Qianyu lowered his head with difficulty.

She just asked why every time she mentioned the sect's treasure and complained that her ancestors didn't have eyes and treated a broken piece of wood as a treasure, why did the master's eyes look so strange.

How can it not be ridiculous to scold yourself without knowing it?

Master must have had a hard time suppressing his laughter at that time, right?

And all the senior brothers!

This shame is embarrassing to grandma's house.

She was filled with grief and anger: "Why don't I know anything or remember anything? Why do I always think that I am a human being? I have childhood memories. I know who my father is and what my mother's name is! How could I be a monster?"

"You all know that you are just hiding this from me and are you laughing at me?" She couldn't help grinding her teeth.

"Only the head uncle and the master know it. I didn't know the truth until the master ascended." Xuan Qing rolled his eyes: "But to be precise, you are not a monster, but a spirit. I also want to ask you Well, you are actually so big-hearted that you think you are a human being!"

Demons, spirits and humans are fundamentally different, didn’t she realize that? How thick is this nerve!

The further away from the sect, the lower her cultivation level becomes. The weapon spirit that ignores everyone likes to curl up in her arms and sleep. There are all kinds of differences, but she has never noticed it.

Not only herself, but her fellow seniors also didn't realize it. If the master hadn't told him with a very serious expression, he would have thought the master was joking!

"So, you really don't know anything?"

Kong Qianyu lowered her eyes and thought carefully, she really didn't notice at all.

Ever since she could remember, she had been a member of a noble family in the world, and she was still the most inconspicuous one.

In a world of cultivating immortals, cultivators are the existence of superior beings. Mortals in secular life are affected and desperately want to squeeze into the paradise of strong men who can fly to the sky and escape from the earth.

Her aunt was no exception.

As a concubine from a low-class immortal cultivating family, she had never even seen her biological father a few times since she was a child.

When you have higher spiritual pursuits, for aristocratic families, reproducing offspring is just to better select offspring with spiritual roots, in the hope that one person can achieve enlightenment, and chickens and dogs can ascend to heaven.

Her mother was born as a maid, so naturally she could not have spiritual roots. Her father was a loser with five spiritual roots. He could barely reach the seventh level of Qi training by relying on the incomplete half of the exercises he learned at home. inch forward.

The advantage of being remote is that the seventh-level Qi practitioner is already a rare strong person in the local area. The disadvantage is naturally that over time, he turns into a toad at the bottom of the well and becomes arrogant, forgetting that there is a vast world outside the well.

She had a very qualified brother and sister, so naturally she was not taken seriously and remained unknown until she was twelve years old.

That year, the sky and the earth were out of phase, and a colorful light suddenly appeared in a nearby mountain forest, reflecting half of the sky, attracting countless capable people and strangers. There were so many immortals who could fly with swords that they almost blocked the sun.

In this way, the bedbug house that a fairy could kill with one finger turned into a hotel, a restaurant, and a vassal of others. Dad retorted a few words and turned into a corpse. Auntie cried. Two times, it was roasted to char.

The whole clan was wiped out, and she was the only one hiding in a dog hole, barely escaping the disaster. Then the story became very cliche. She met the master who came to join in the treasure hunt, and he caught his eye and took him back to the sect.

At that time, she didn't even know how to read, but her senior brother held her in his lap and taught her how to write, her second senior brother taught her how to practice swordsmanship, and her third senior brother taught her how to practice swordsmanship.

The third senior brother didn't teach anything, he just knew how to bully others and throw bugs at her! So now you're telling me that these memories are all fake?

How can it be!

"Actually, it's not false. It's just that those memories were not yours in the first place." Xuan Qing leaned on the edge of the bed, secretly swallowed a mouthful of blood, and then said:

"I joined the sect when I was seven years old and practiced with my master. At that time, the sect had three treasures."

"Soul-Suppressing Wood, Soul-Calling Bell, Jiuli Pagoda." The brothers and sisters said in unison. These three items, except for the soul-suppressing wood, the other two are extremely powerful and are made by imitating the Donghuang Bell and Haotian Tower, which are the top ten ancient artifacts.

"But you don't know that the Soul-Suppressing Wood was of little use at the time, but it was a living magic weapon."

"It can run and jump, and it is most naughty and mischievous. Within the sect, many disciples have seen the soul-suppressing wood wandering around and scaring people from time to time. They all think it is very fun."

"But one day, the sky inside the sect changed drastically, dark clouds gathered, and a thunderstorm came in a moment."

"Even the well-informed elders have never seen such a powerful lightning disaster. It split a total of eighty-one lines, each of which was five feet thick. Even if you stand on the top of a mountain thousands of miles away, you can Feel the surging power contained in the calamity cloud."

"The problem is, this calamity cloud comes very strangely. Even if it transcends the calamity and ascends, it is not so powerful. It seems like it wants to chop people to death. Even after eighty-one chops, it will not go away for a long time."

"The elders were so worried. After the clouds cleared and the rain cleared, they all fled back to their sect, only to see that several mountain peaks had been flattened by more than ten meters and were in a mess."

"When the calamity cloud first appeared, all the disciples of the sect were taken away by the elders. Afterwards, the number of people was checked several times. Except for those who were wandering around, all the disciples were present and there was not one less person. So who caused the calamity cloud? ?”

"The elders were puzzled and couldn't let it go for a long time, until a young disciple pointed out that the soul-suppressing tree hadn't come out for a walk in a long time. How could it be so well-behaved? Then everyone was surprised to find that their sect's treasure had really turned into a Burning fire sticks, all spirituality is gone!"

"Not long after, news came out that there were seven-colored auspicious clouds appearing in the mountains southeast of Moro Kingdom. Moro Country is where Master picked you up."

"Master was originally entrusted by the sect to fight for resources. When auspiciousness appears, a rare treasure must appear. Almost all the aristocratic families of the cultivating immortal sects have gathered there."

"But the strange thing is that before these people could settle down and go into the mountain to check, the colorful light suddenly disappeared."

"Later, Master told me that at the same time that the light disappeared, a nearby small cultivator family was wiped out by high-level monks. When Master arrived, only you were still alive."

"Under you, there is a large pool of blood, which is almost equivalent to the blood volume of a teenage child. The two layers of brocade clothes you are wearing also have multiple scratches with sharp objects."

"But you are completely unscathed, not even a mark. It's just stained with a lot of blood. It looks a bit scary."

"So, now you understand why you have childhood memories, right?"

Of course Kong Qianyu understood.

This means that the person he was back then was the same as the person who traveled through time and possessed Kong Qianyu.

She was never an orphan from a small aristocratic family in the Moro Kingdom, she was not even a human being.