In the last seconds of Wu Zheng's life, he remembered a sentence: Life is just an experience, and only death is truly eternal.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he silently thought in his heart: Maybe.

I don't know how long it took, but the consciousness began to slowly awaken, and there was only boundless darkness, boundless silence, and even time stopped.

Is this the feeling of eternity, only darkness and silence, people have too many troubles and helplessness in their lives, and now they can finally be purified, "closed" their eyes, and gradually their consciousness began to blur and fall into a deep sleep.

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's eternal, but it doesn't matter anymore.

In an elegant courtyard, a child's cry was heard.

At this time, I felt a burst of hunger, and I felt a sweet taste in my mouth, and I unconsciously sucked it.

Day after day passed, and for some reason I came to a strange new world, and I returned to my infant years, and I don't know why I didn't lose the memory of my previous life.

Time flies, eight years have passed. Wu Zheng slowly adapted to the new body and new environment, and also knew the general situation of the world.

This is a world of cultivation.

"Young Master Mengrong, it's time to take a bath, and I'll go to the temple in a while. ”。

"Sister Lixiang, I know, then take me to the bath. ”

"But from today onwards, I'm going to wash myself!"

"No, Young Master Mengrong! Madame will punish me when she finds out. ”

"As a man, you will stand up to the sky and the earth in the future, and she will definitely not punish you for such a trivial matter!"

Han Mengrong's immature face showed a firmness that was not commensurate with his age.

When Yang Lixiang heard this, she had a delusion in her heart.

This eight-year-old child, who seems to have grown up overnight, can't help but be a little stunned.

"Sister Lixiang, don't be stunned, let's go. ”

"Good. Reika replied subconsciously.

"Hey, young master, wait a minute, I haven't agreed yet. ”

When Yang Lixiang came back to her senses, Han Mengrong ran to the room early, locked the door with her hand, and comfortably lay down in the bathtub specially customized for him and took a bath.

"Sister Lixiang, you just wait for me outside the door. ”

"No, young master!!" Yang Lixiang knocked on the door, and she was about to cry.

"Don't worry, if you don't feel at ease, just keep talking to me. ”

"This medicated bath is really comfortable, and I feel like I'm getting stronger every day, and my whole body feels warm. ”

"Young Master, this is the Solid Peiyuan Medicinal Liquid, which is specially refined by the Medicine King Sect, and this medicinal material is very difficult to find. A few years ago, my dad broke his arm and nearly lost his life. Reika was about to burst into tears.

Han Mengrong couldn't help but sigh secretly, this is really a world of the jungle. Although I sighed, I also understood that unfairness has always been the truth of the world.

There is nothing that can be changed by the current self, and only those who have absolute power can make their own rules.

"It turns out that Manager Yang's arm was broken at that time!"

Han Mengrong jumped out of the tub, put on his clothes, and opened the door.

"Sister Reika, I'm sorry to make you sad, let's go to the temple. With a smile, he walked out of the room.

Yang Lixiang couldn't keep up with the rhythm anymore, and Han Mengrong's resolute behavior made her a little overwhelmed, which completely subverted her previous perception of Han Mengrong, so she had to hurry up.

"Young Master Mengrong, what's wrong with you today?"

"Sister Lixiang, I decided to protect you when I grow up, to protect all those who care about me and love me, do you believe it?"

Han Mengrong's bright eyes and firm expression made Yang Lixiang feel an indescribable emotion in her heart.

"I believe it! I believe that Young Master Meng Rong will definitely become a good man who stands up to the sky!"

"Thank you, Sister Lixiang, I won't let you down!"

After passing through several circuitous corridors, the eyes suddenly opened up, and a majestic hall appeared in front of him.

In front of the main hall is a vast square, and in the center of the square stands a statue of a crane-haired white beard, dressed in a green coat, riding a green ox.

Suddenly, my heart was shocked: this is... It's not on Earth... How did it end up here?

"Sister Lixiang, who are the characters in this square?" Han Mengrong wondered.

"This is the Holy Ancestor of the Dao Sect. ”

Originally, I thought that I came to this world by accident, but now it seems that this world must have some special connection with the earth.

Could it be that he could travel back to Earth through time and space like the Holy Ancestor?

Although it seems that this hope is extremely slim now, there is hope after all, and I can't help but be very excited.

"Young Master, Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Well, Sister Lixiang, I'm fine. ”

In his heart, he secretly resolved that he must work hard to cultivate in his lifetime, because there are still many secrets in this world that he needs to explore, and only when he cultivates to a high level can he learn more.

As the ruler of the Holy City, the Han family is the heart of the Holy City.

The terrain on both sides of the main hall is open and can accommodate more than 100,000 people, and there is a red passage of nearly 1,000 steps in the middle.

Today is the day of the Han family's gathering, and important people will come to the temple to discuss important matters.

"Who's coming from the temple land, please show the token!"

Yang Lixiang took out a special white jade plaque.

"See Young Master Sun, respectfully invite Young Master Sun to enter the hall!" the guard immediately knelt down on one knee when he saw the token.

The descendants of the Han family had to go to the temple at the age of eight to participate in the ceremony.

Before the assessment began, all the children of the Han family had to gather in the side hall, and at this time, there were not many seats left in the side hall, only the seats in the middle of the front and dozens of seats in the back were empty.

"Young Master Mengrong, your seat is at the front. ”

"Okay, let's go over then. ”

Han Mengrong was trying to sit on the ground.

"Wait!" suddenly came a soft shout from the side.

"Where did you come from, I don't know the rules at all, can you sit in this position?

"Oh, really, who are you?" Han Mengrong was a little annoyed.

"Hmph?!Who am I??Tell it to scare you to death, I am Mother Wu of Fengling Pavilion, specializing in serving our young master Mengchu. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Mother Wu!" Han Mengrong replied without humility or arrogance.

"Now that you know who I am, don't kowtow and admit my mistakes. Mother Wu looked proud, clearly regarding herself as a high master.

"Bastard, you wicked slave, you dare to make my descendants of the Han family kowtow to you! Who gave you the guts?"

Han Mengrong grabbed the red fruit on the table and smashed it in Wu's mother's face.

Mother Wu has always been rampant, and she expected that her domineering posture would definitely make the kid in front of her tremble with panic and tremble, and obediently kowtow to admit his mistake.

Who would have thought that what greeted her was a big red fruit, and the blood-red juice was fried all over Wu's mother's face, and the peel hung on her nose.

For a while, the people in the side hall noticed the situation here, causing a burst of laughter.

"Shut up for me! Keep your eyes open and see who the old man is!"

"It's... This is Mama Wu... Young Master, stop laughing. Many people in the hall were suddenly silent, and suddenly it was a lot quieter.

"Haha... Good you evil slave!" Han Mengrong jumped on the case and laughed loudly.