After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 3 Rebirth vs Time Travel
  When I got closer, I found that the faint light was actually a small ball. I wonder if it was an illusion. The ball seemed to tremble slightly, as if it was disturbed.

Tang Ling stopped in time, not daring to get too close. She subconsciously held her breath and stood a few steps away from the ball, watching.

Unexpectedly, the trembling of the ball became more and more obvious, as if it had been greatly stimulated, and it vibrated violently like a motor. In Tang Ling's horrified eyes, it swooped into Tang Ling's forehead.

Tang Ling closed her eyes with an "ah" sound, and then opened them again. What she saw was a carved hollow bed board covered with a flowing blue gauze curtain.

"Miss! You finally woke up!"

The gauze curtain was opened from the outside, and Yao Yao rushed to Tang Ling's bedside with tears on her face, "Miss, you have been in a coma for a full month! Master and Madam——! Miss is awake!"

There were hurried footsteps rushing in.

A pair of young men and women wearing brocade clothes but looking extremely haggard appeared in front of them.

In his previous life, Tang Ling was seventeen years old. Adding one year here, he had lived for eighteen years.

The original parents gave birth to her when they were teenagers, and they are only in their early thirties now.

When she first came here, Tang Ling was really not used to calling her father and mother, but after living in the Tang Mansion for a year and waiting to die, she can now say it smoothly.

"Father, mother..."

The consciousness that she had just woken up was a little blurry, and Tang Ling was in a trance, thinking that she was still in the room at Tang Mansion's house, but Liu Ru's worried voice brought back her memories before she fell into coma.

"Linger, you...you finally woke up, how do you feel now?"

She remembered the sword that had stabbed her, and reflexively covered her chest. When she saw the concerned eyes of the two, she shook her head.

"Didn't I... get hit by a sword?"

Before the two of them could speak, the leader who came after hearing the news took the Dan Sect elder to check Tang Ling's injuries.

"Recovered without any problems."

Elder Dan Zong looked young, and he was obviously a healer and assistant, but he looked like a sick man who would collapse in the wind.

When checking her injuries, her slender wrists were dangling in her sleeves, and her expressionless face had sunken cheeks, which looked particularly scary.

In comparison, the headmaster with a long white beard, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a righteous look looks much kinder.

"Your master has important matters and needs to be in seclusion. Before the seclusion, he had already cast a spell to punish Song Nan. Song Nan, your senior brother, is currently being imprisoned by me in Siguo Cliff to reflect on his past mistakes."

The headmaster said, "Don't be afraid. The sword that Song Nan stabbed you was not intended to be aimed at, but because he was obsessed with cultivation. However, Elder Lu is afraid that he will do it again, so he has placed a ban on him. Unless he is stronger than Elder Lu, in the future, I can’t hurt you any more.”

Listening to the leader's words, Tang Ling suddenly remembered the cold and desolate eyes of the young man in white, and subconsciously asked.

"Are you really obsessed?"

The leader paused and nodded, "In the early stages of cultivating a monk, his Taoist mind is unstable and he is easily affected by certain obsessions, leading to obsession."

In fact, as long as you have obsessions, there will be such instability in your Tao mind at every stage.

It's just that Song Nanwei doesn't really look like that kind of child.

Now it seems that I still need to practice more.

"You just woke up and you still need to cultivate for a while." After saying that, the leader faced Tang Linfeng and his wife and comforted him, "This matter is our fault. Please don't worry, I will let Liu San, the leader of the Dan Sect, be responsible for Tang Linfeng and his wife." Restoration in the later stages of the spirit.”

After some consolation and repeated confirmation that Tang Ling was fine, the headmaster and the Dan Sect elders left.

As soon as the two of them left, Tang Ling, who had been holding back for a long time, hugged Liu Ru's waist and buried her head in Liu Ru's arms.

"Mom, I want to go home."

Liu Ru put her hand on Tang Ling's head and stopped stroking it.

Because she is the only daughter in the family and the first child, they were not much older than Tang Ling when they gave birth to her. They were inexperienced as parents for the first time, so after the child was born, they always wanted to give her the best. .

She has clothes to wear, food to eat, and everything she sees is hers. If it's not hers, she'll buy it and grab it. If she doesn't get it, she'll get angry and cry. She has a very bad temper. She was spoiled by the two of them since she was a child.

In the past year, my temper has become somewhat gentler, and I am no longer as noisy as before, but my temper is quite dull, I don't like to go out, and I am lazy, as if I have nothing to pursue.

"Ling'er, how many people are trying to get into Lingxian Sect. If you give up this opportunity now, you will regret it in the future."

"But if there are a few more people like Song Nan, how can I, with a D-level low-level spiritual root, stay here?"

"Didn't the leader and Elder Lu say that the boy named Song is obsessed with madness?" Tang Linfeng snorted coldly, "He has received the punishment he deserves and has been banned. He will probably not dare to provoke you again in the future - —Don’t think too much, cherish this opportunity no matter what.”

Tang Ling was close at the time and could see clearly.

Although it was only for a moment, the way the young man looked at him when he stabbed him clearly contained indescribable hatred.

Even though the headmaster admitted it personally, she couldn't help but feel chilled when she recalled it.

"Mom and Dad, before I lost my memory, did I ever have an enmity with anyone?"

The original person, Tang Ling, had a high fever a year ago, and Tang Ling came here at that time.

After waking up, he didn't inherit any of his original memories, so he lied about amnesia in a hurry. The doctor said it was because he had burned out his brain. As for the subsequent changes in his personality, Tang Ling also relied on his "burned out brain".

Tang Linfeng's expression froze.

really.

Tang Ling seemed to be grasping at straws, "Who?"

Liu Ru avoided her eyes, pursed her lips, and laughed dryly.

"You used to have a bad temper, and you offended a lot of people."

"They are all children messing around." Tang Linfeng comforted, "They are all children in your academy. After a few quarrels, we adults settled the matter with each other. There is nothing more. You, a girl's family, can do this. What a great cause! Besides, we have never offended anyone named Song, let alone the immortal family."

Tang Ling understood the meaning of their words.

In the past, Tang Ling had an arrogant and domineering personality, which must have offended many of his classmates when he was a student, but in the end he did not cause any serious trouble.    This is strange.

Then Song Nan...is he really obsessed?

Naturally not.

Thinking of crossing the cliff, it is always covered with ice and snow, and the wind is biting.

In the cave on the cliff, a young man wearing black clothes and practicing solemnly was sitting cross-legged.

Song Nan pondered for a month.

I still don't understand how I could go back to the year when Tang Ling first arrived.

A month ago, he woke up from the Lingxian Sect's room and found that he was reborn at the age of seventeen.

In his previous life, he was the most talented and fastest cultivator in the world of cultivation.

Cultivation in the world of immortality is divided into ten major stages from the first level to the tenth level of immortality. Each level is divided into three stages: front, middle and back.

Each stage of cultivation reaches the critical point of the next stage, which is also called the period of Dzogchen.

The further back you go, the higher the level represents and the more difficult it is to advance.

Generally speaking, monks who have reached the final stage of the tenth stage of Dzogchen will attract thunder tribulations and directly challenge them.

Most ascended monks in the immortal world cannot cultivate to the tenth level until they are more than three thousand years old, and then it takes at least several thousand years to reach the stage of Dzogchen, causing thunder disasters.

Those who are gifted may be in the minority even when they are two thousand years old.

And when Song Nan was a thousand years old, he entered the threshold of the late tenth stage.

If nothing unexpected happens, it won't be long before he successfully reaches the Great Consummation and ascends smoothly after experiencing the thunder tribulation.

Perhaps God saw that most of his life for a thousand years was too smooth, and gave him a disaster at the end.

Tang Ling, his fellow disciple who both studied under Elder Lu Qingfeng, has a Grade A medium spiritual root and is among the best among the monks in the cultivation world.

When he was nearly a thousand years old, Tang Ling successfully broke through the seventh level of Dzogchen and entered the eighth level.

Tang Ling was a very high-profile person. He specially held a large celebration banquet for himself and invited all his relatives and friends, including himself.

At the celebration banquet, she was like a proud peacock, asking him to become a Taoist couple for countless times in a thousand years.

Song Nan refused.

His experience of wandering as a child made it difficult for him to get close to anyone.

He has never liked anyone, let alone the arrogant and domineering Tang Ling.

But this time Tang Ling became angry from shame.

"Why! I'm obviously almost catching up with you! The most qualified woman in the world of cultivation to cultivate with you is me!"

Song Nan didn't say much, turned around and left.

But when he turned around, Song Nan was suddenly hit hard in the back.

The moment he fell to the ground, Song Nan still didn't understand what happened.

In his increasingly blurry vision, Tang Ling bent down and lifted his chin with his hand.

"Song Lang, you never know how much I have sacrificed for this broken spirit root and for my cultivation! You forced me to do this."

Tang Ling drugged the food.

Song Nan felt a pain like tearing his body in a daze.

The pain lasted for a long time, and during the pain, he thought many times that he would not be able to hold on any longer.

When it finally subsided, Song Nan woke up and found that his cultivation had faded and the spiritual roots in his body were completely useless.

Once your spiritual roots are destroyed, you will no longer be able to practice unless you practice demon cultivation.

However, immortals and demons are incompatible from generation to generation, and cultivating demons means becoming the enemy of the entire world.

He didn't know what happened, but he was sure it had something to do with Tang Ling.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to kill his enemy with his own hands.

From that day on, Song Nan returned to the days when he was a street kid.

His defeated generals and competitors learned that his spiritual roots were destroyed, and they came one after another to humiliate and ridicule him.

Those female nuns who were rejected by him looked at him from admiration to disgust, and some even proposed to make him their male favorite...

Once he fell into despair, the previous thousand years of cultivation seemed to be just a prosperous dream.

Until the end, Song Nan, who had suffered so much humiliation and torture, finally died of scars in a deserted place.

So when he woke up, he heard that his enemy from the previous life had arrived at the back door of Lingxian Sect.

When he saw the figure jumping out of the carriage, he couldn't control his anger and stabbed him with a sword.

I never thought that she would survive the disaster and actually survive.

Song Nan couldn't help but hold the hilt of the sword at his waist.

The disciple who delivered the meal today told him that Tang Ling had woken up. He was clearly heading for his death spot. Now Tang Ling was just a mortal who had not yet stepped into the threshold of cultivation, how could he resist?

(End of this chapter)