"Fortunately, before leaving, I consulted the information through permission, and it is not difficult to solve this identity problem."

Liu Xiaochang took out the folded paper horse from his sleeve, blew it hard, and soon puffed up, and a short-legged horse with blank eyes appeared vividly in front of him.

"There's a good opportunity right now."

"However, you still can't use your real name directly, after all, this is not my time."

"In the early days, many pioneers were sent to a certain plane by the main temple, and they were soon ambushed, and they escaped after nine deaths, and their identities were inexplicably exposed, and it was not until a long time later that someone lived to uncover the truth, and it turned out that their identities were exposed during a certain mission in the future········"

"For the main temple, the past and the present are actually the same thing, the past can interfere with the future, and the future can interfere with the past. A mission you do today is likely to be the result of your interference in the future. ”

"In the future, you are likely to inadvertently dig a pit and jump to your past home······· First there is a cause, first there is an effect? The simple view of cause and effect in the eyes of mortals is completely subverted here. ”

"I don't want to return from this mission, and there will be a few more enemies from decades ago·······"

Liu Xiaochang sighed faintly.

"In this case, it is necessary to take an alias······ There are bamboos in the south, hollow knots, and gentlemen who live in their places; Bamboo Jun, the fairy among ghosts, Shanqi Huang, can live forever; Good people have a long number of qi, and they are ghosts and immortals for a long time. ”

"I, Zhuzhong-kun, opened a ghost and immortal vein for this life, why should I be given hundreds of thousands of good deeds, right?"

··········

Chen's City.

On the broad embankment, the willow is lightly raised, and the tender yellow branches hang down long silk silks.

The turquoise water waves flow slowly.

Not far away, there was the sound of rushing water.

Wearing a new blue skirt and a plain hairpin, Jiang Ciyu gently moved her steps, down a staircase on the river embankment, step by step, step by step, down to the surface of the water.

A crescent-like face was reflected on the water, inherited from her mother's face, clean and blemish-free.

Gu Ying felt sorry for himself, Jiang Ciyu groped his cheek with the back of his left hand, and then saw the reflection in the water with a sad look between his eyebrows.

"Mother's ········"

"Will my daughter be like you?"

I still remember that before the sickbed, my mother held her hand, angry as a gossamer, and explained her last few words:

"Flowers are not red for a hundred days, and men are good to you for a while, and they can't be good to you forever."

"You can covet a man's money and power, but you can't covet a man's good for you, it's impossible."

"Always remember my mother's words, remember, grasp what you really want, whether it is money, power, or something else, don't be too greedy!"

The mother was originally the daughter of an official eunuch, but her father offended the important ministers of the court, went to prison, implicated his wife, and was demoted to the Department of Teaching.

Later, I met my father, and I moved him by his appearance, opened the joint and ransomed it, and kept it outside, which was an outer room.

Although it is not dishonorable, it is not easy to have no worries about food and clothing.

Until the end, when her mother left, she was only a concubine and could not be buried in the ancestral tomb of the Jiang family in Lingnan, but Jiang Ciyu watched her buried at the foot of a green mountain.

"My daughter is unwilling, so go down your old path."

Jiang Ciyu said in a low voice.

This is her heart, but she can't say it to the outside world, and she doesn't even dare to expose half a word on weekdays.

The Lingnan Jiang clan is extraordinary, not a prince in the world, but a family of Xuanmen.

Some are concocted to concoct a concubine to give birth to a concubine.

Along with the Marquis of Bohai, there are dozens of families, large and small, including some masters of folk cultivation, who have come here together to create this city for decades.

Now, the new candidate succeeds to the throne, coinciding with the period of the Great Chu Ding Revolution in the mainland, and there are voices in the clan that plan to send him to the Hou Mansion as a concubine.

If the Chen family succeeds in the future, naturally each family will continue to bet, and then there will naturally be a Jiang family's daughter to marry, thinking that the two families are good.

If the Chen family does not succeed in a great cause, a concubine who no one pays attention to will be buried if it is buried, and it will not be considered a loss.

The overseas foundation is important, but the Dachu side is the foundation.

Although the Bohai Chen family is a famous family in the world, the evolution of the current situation is often fast-changing, and it is not known what will happen before the general trend is formed.

Families are now watching.

It must be known that this overseas Chen city is also not very stable.

Once the Chen clan's backbone is severely damaged and even wiped out in the interior, the current situation of seemingly harmonious unity will change dramatically in an instant—there are many families who are not satisfied with the current situation.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded around him.

"This nobleman, I see that there is a colorful golden pheasant on the top of your head, which is amazing, and there is purple qi to raise it, this is the life of the young phoenix!"

"This immortal sees that you want to be the mother of the world!"

Jiang Ciyu turned around suddenly, his fingers flew up and down, his aura flowed, and the technique of self-defense was already ready to go.

The Lingnan Jiang clan, even if she is just a concubine, is also a qualified warlock.

She asked vigilantly, "Who! ”

Then he saw a Mai Taoist, riding a horse made of paper, slowly approaching.

"I'm Takenaka-kun, a ghost fairy."

This young Taoist grinned, turned over and dismounted.

"I think you need a little pointing··········"

"No need......

Although the girl is young, she is still very vigilant.

"Hey, it's better to listen."

Mai Daoren's smile faded, and then the girl's body stiffened, and she suddenly couldn't move, and the mana originally condensed in her hand also dissipated on its own.

"Don't worry, I'm Takenaka-kun, and I have a temperament like bamboo, so I won't deliberately pit you."

·······

"At this time, Jiang Ciyu is not a later sword immortal, even if she doesn't have my guidance, she will choose to join the pioneer group in the end, accumulate resources by hunting yellow beasts, and work hard all the way to become a real person."

Playing with a jade pendant in his hand, Liu Xiaochang thought.

One of the advantages of this kind of task of going back to the past is that it has more accurate judgment of the general trend of the future, in other words, the overall situation.

The details depend on personal knowledge, and it just so happens that Liu Xiaochang knows an inspirational story about this sword immortal Jiang Ciyu.

"Cultivated into a real person, can be a powerful opponent of thousands of troops, can no longer be regarded as a mere concubine and daughter, even if the Jiang family must be treated with caution, so the ancestral hall was opened, the name was recorded, and the lineage was recorded, and his mother was allowed to move into the ancestral grave."

"The true life span is more than two hundred, according to the different factions and paths, the life span of cultivating this realm is also more and less, those who are good at continuing their lives can live for a thousand years, and those who are not very good at may only be just two hundred years old, but no matter which faction it is, real people are the backbone of the combat force, and the earth immortals are not available at any time, and the patriarchs of the big clans are mostly real people."

"As soon as this power changes, the situation changes, and in the blink of an eye, the number of qi changes greatly!"

"According to numerology, cultivating to become a real person means changing one's life, and according to luck, it is easy to change one's luck. In fact, the essence is to have power in your hands, so that you can control your own destiny. ”

"Now even if you marry again, you can at least win a wife or a flat wife, and there is a world of difference between you and a concubine."

Liu Xiaochang exchanged a Taoist book that he couldn't use at all for a gas number, as well as a promise, not much, converted into an identity, that is, Jiang Ciyu's mother's relative, her cousin.

He weaves an identity for himself.

"From today on, I am Ye Jin, the Jun of the Bamboo Family, the Yu Gu of the Ye family, died in the depths of the bamboo forest, a spirit is not ignorant, cultivated into a ghost and immortal, and has been tracking down the truth of the destruction of the door, until I found the cousin of my aunt's family......"

borrowed the qi of the future immortal to forge such an identity, there are not many general loopholes, and what he paid was just a Taoist book that was not particularly outstanding in the future, and some dispensable support.

"This deal, no loss!"