"Alas!"

"It's too difficult to cultivate immortals!"

In the silver chain village, Meng Nan rubbed his legs that were sore and swollen from meditation with both hands, looking helpless.

He was twenty-eight in his previous life.

Eighteen years old in this life.

When I died in a car accident during my travels, it would have been a great celebration to be able to live again. Meng Nan was indeed quite happy in the first sixteen years of his life, happy all day long, full of hope for life.

But since I started practicing two years ago, I have been discouraged.

"Fetal breath."

"Internal Qi."

"I'm so angry."

"True Yuan."

Meng Nan counted the four major levels in front of the Qi training period, and his scalp was numb for a while.

Before the age of sixteen, I hadn't officially cultivated, and I didn't find it difficult to see flowers in the fog, just thinking that I could go to me!

But when you really start practicing—

Two years!

Fetal breath is quiet!

Meng Nan is still in this initial stage.

Silence.

Gas.

Visualize.

I spent two years in the first of the three small levels of fetal breath.

Rubbish!

Before the practice began, it seemed that the rest was about to be drawn.

Further on—

The internal qi stage, the line qi, the small Zhoutian, and the big Zhoutian.

In the true qi stage, store qi and wash the body.

True Yuan stage, Minggan, Sanjiao.

And, practice qi -

It seems that it has nothing to do with Meng Nan anymore.

"Alas!"

"I just want to be a little monk in the Qi cultivation period, is it so difficult?"

Meng Nan shook his head.

This is different from the novels he read in his previous life!

Think about the high-flying Tianlin Cave Master, that one seems to be 'only' the third layer of the Qi training period, but he dominates the 300,000 people in the 300 Mountains, and everyone respectfully calls him an immortal master!

"Qi Cultivator?"

Meng Nan also wants to be a pawn and have a good time.

But—

"Meng Nan!"

"It's an auspicious time, it's time to pick up the kiss!"

Outside the hut, the eldest brother 'Mamba' had a rough voice, snorted, and jumped in shock. Several nephews and nieces chirped and crackled.

Peaceful and festive, the hustle and bustle.

"It's coming!"

Meng Nan broke off his daydream, got up and silently put on a big red robe, wearing a big red flower on his chest, and pushed the door out-

It is difficult to become an immortal.

It's easy to get married.

According to the rules of the 300 villages under Tianlin Cave, before the age of eighteen has not yet reached the internal qi period, you have to obey the distribution of the cottage, marry a wife and have children.

Today!

It's the day of great joy in Mengnan!

……

Chattering.

Sent to the cave room.

Civil structure in a new house.

Zhao Xiaoshuang sat on the edge of the bed, lifted her hijab to look at her husband-

The nose is the nose.

Eyes are eyes.

"It's not ugly."

Zhao Xiaoshuang breathed a sigh of relief, luck was okay.

The rules of the barbarian village are like this, both men and women, when they are sixteen years old, they have the qualifications to practice-

Silence.

Gas.

Visualize.

This is the 'parity'.

As long as you can reach the 'internal qi stage' from the 'fetal breathing period' at the age of eighteen, the internal breath will turn into internal qi, and you will be able to travel the meridians, even if you have good qualifications, you will be qualified to get married and have children, and you can continue to focus on cultivation.

Even if in the next six years, when you are twenty-four years old and fail to be promoted to the 'True Qi Period', you can still have the right to choose your own mate.

Further up, the true qi period is a little more relaxed, whether you get married or not, and whether you have children or not is at will.

But it's a pity that Zhao Xiaoshuang is eighteen years old this year, and her cultivation has stopped at the 'Fetal Breath Qi Sensing Realm', and there is still a 'visualization' threshold in the middle of the 'Inner Qi Period'.

And so.

You can only get married.

Meng Nan looked at his newlywed wife in this life not far away, who was also the first spouse in the two lives, and couldn't help but laugh.

He walked to the bed, sat down beside Zhao Xiaoshuang and turned his head to look at her.

This woman is ordinary-looking, not eye-catching at first glance, but just like that at first glance.

But at least the facial features are well-thought, and the appearance is comfortable.

Sitting there quietly, I just don't know what my true temperament is.

Meng Nan sat over, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he asked, "What kind of cultivation are you?" ”

"Gas."

Zhao Xiaoshuang listened to Meng Nan speak, and felt that this person's tone was quite gentle, and he seemed to be quite easy to get along with, she blinked and asked, "What about you?" ”

"Almost."

"It's the same until the internal qi period."

Meng Nan was sloppy, embarrassed to say that he was just 'entering the quiet realm'.

Then he deliberately changed the conversation, and chatted with Zhao Xiaoshuang for a while about other aspects, that is, chatting, their respective homes, their own villages, and some interesting things from childhood to adulthood.

Get to know each other better.

Wait until late at night.

"Sleep."

"Hmm."

The big bed is swayed, and the spring breeze is very intoxicating overnight!

……

"Daddy!"

"Daddy!"

"Dad, don't die!"

Meng Nan was in a daze, and heard someone shouting, someone crying, and someone shaking him.

He opened his eyes.

I saw three little radish heads about ten years old dragging him and crying, and a middle-aged woman who looked like Zhao Xiaoshuang was wiping her tears.

And what about him.

"I'm—"

Meng Nan looked at himself, he was sitting cross-legged, his legs were a little sore.

It was sore and painful.

He was about to stretch out his legs, rub them, and then look at the three children and the middle-aged woman, and there was a bad guess in his heart.

At this time.

Now.

"Huh?"

"Daddy?!"

The third child, Meng Santan, watched Meng Nan actually move, and was so frightened that a catapult jumped away, and Ma Ye Ma Ye's flower face was discolored!

The second Meng Jian was also frightened, and his ass moved back a lot.

The boss Meng Xingzhi was dragging Meng Nan, and he paused for a while, and he didn't let go of his hands or let go, and he smiled, a little embarrassed.

However, Zhao Xiaoshuang reacted faster, and her crying stagnated and then immediately turned into a surprise, and she rushed forward and hugged Meng Nan: "It's okay!" It's okay! ”

Crying and laughing.

Laughing and crying.

Tears wet Meng Nan's shoulders, cool.

He glanced at the person in his arms, and then at the three small, unprovoked, and his heart throbbed.

The next moment-

Name: Meng Nan

Lifespan: 0/8

Faction: Chashan Tianlin Cave

Cultivation is: Fetal breath into meditation

Inner interest: 0

Root bone: 1

Exercises: The first layer of the "Lei Zhao Sutra".

Spell: None

Skill: None

Death log: Viewable

……

"Panel list?"

Meng Nan rubbed his eyes, his gaze was fixed on the last column of [Death Log], his heart moved, and the information immediately unfolded-

[Name: Meng Nan]

[Age: 30 years old]

[Cause of death: forcibly rushing through the level, going mad]

[Pre-Death Cultivation: Visualization of the Fetal Period]

……

"I-"

"I'm dead?"

Meng Nan read the [Death Log] and felt ridiculous.

He died at the age of thirty?

When you die, you can only visualize the period of fetal rest?

This is so fake!

"But—"

Meng Nan digested the complicated information that poured into his mind along with the 'information panel', and after a while, he finally figured it out.

It turns out that this is not real time and space!

It is one of the countless possibilities for the future in reality, and it is the future time and space.

Push by age -

"Twelve years later."

Meng Nan flipped through the information, and the panic dispersed, leaving all curiosity behind.

Twelve years later?

Are you now in a future plane twelve years from now?

In reality, I have just opened a cave.

But in this time and space, twelve years later, he has already completed the fertility task of 'holding two children in three years and three children in five years', and even the children have grown into little adults.

Look at Zhao Xiaoshuang who let go of him and raised his head.

The appearance is still ordinary.

But the youth and beauty of the previous moment are vivid, but at this time, his face is already slightly yellow, and a few wrinkles have appeared.

This is a sign of the years.

"Twelve years."

For the first time, Meng Nan felt the changes and ruthlessness of the years so clearly.

……

"I'm fine."

"There was a little fork in my cultivation, and I breathed a sigh of relief."

Meng Nan smiled at Zhao Xiaoshuang, but the lack of memories of the past twelve years made him not know how to get along with her for a while.

Including those three children.

"Daddy!"

"You've scared the hell out of us! Just out of gas! ”

Meng Santan is a female baby, she looks like she is seven or eight years old, and she should have been born four or five years after marriage.

When she spoke, Meng Nan could only roughly guess, but she didn't even know what her name was, and her two brothers.

Seeing Meng Santan come forward again.

Meng Nan touched her head, feeling a little magical.

He's—

Is this a child?

And it's so big, so cute, it's worry-free.

Meng Nan's heart was happy for a while, but the top priority now was not to enjoy the joy of family at first glance, the information about the 'panel', and some troubles to be faced at the moment, had to be dealt with.

I thought about it.

He smiled at the three brothers and sisters of Meng Santan: "You go out to play first, Xiaoshuang, you stay for a while." ”

"Oooh!"

"That's how good you are!"

Meng Santan was well-behaved and sensible, followed the eldest brother Meng Xingzhi and the second brother Meng Jian to turn around one step and three times, and finally went out.

……

in the hut.

Meng Nan looked at the layout of the house.

It's not an ashram, it looks like a bedroom, but it's not the same as the new house it was twelve years ago. I think it's because I got married and had three children, so I moved out and set up my own door after marriage.

Although this room is simple, there is a lot of care for all kinds of small details.

Some of them he could see should have been made by himself, such as tables, chairs, benches, beds, recliners, etc., all of which were some of the styles he had seen in his previous life. There are also some places that look confused, and it is likely that Zhao Xiaoshuang arranged it.

Meng Nan took a cursory look and then looked at Zhao Xiaoshuang.

After such a while, his brain had already thought of a rhetoric, and he said to Zhao Xiaoshuang: "Probably because I went crazy and burned my brain, I can only remember what happened before I got married and the night I got married, and I remember clearly what the two of us said on the first night after we got married." But after that, the other day, until now, I don't remember anything. ”

Meng Nan said, and gently knocked his temple with his hand in distress, making an amnesiac appearance.

"Amnesia?"

Zhao Xiaoshuang looked at Meng Nan carefully.

She was immersed in the surprise of her husband's resurrection just now, and she didn't have time to think about it for a while. But now that his mood has eased up, he will immediately come to his senses when he hears Meng Nan say this.

Sure enough, it felt a little weird and a little strange.

As for the night of marriage.

More than ten years have passed, but she can't remember it clearly.

"The first thing the two of us said that night was to ask each other about cultivation, and I was only in the quiet state at that time, so I was too embarrassed to mention it. And then—"

Meng Nan was worried that Zhao Xiaoshuang would not believe it, so he immediately said what he had said that night, which was actually what he had just experienced. Just passed, remember clearly, word for word.

"You remember it all!"

"Forget about it all later?"

"It's fine."

"If it had been the other day, it would have forgotten about me."

Zhao Xiaoshuang smiled, but she always grabbed Meng Nan's hand tightly and didn't let go.

Without too many words, Meng Nan knew that the relationship between the two of them in the next twelve years must be good.

And think about his own character -

"I was meant to be a good man."

"The most conservative male morality, from the beginning to the end, willing to manage feelings with heart, this is not unusual."

But feelings are never one-sided.

Looking at Zhao Xiaoshuang's appearance, he should also be sincere.

Meng Nan thought to himself, feeling a little lucky.

Arranged marriage.

Randomized.

Near-fertility machines.

It is indeed a blessing to be able to marry a wife who can be sincere and affectionate in such an environment.

Thinking about these.

Meng Nan felt that his brain was still a little drowsy, and he wanted to talk more with Zhao Xiaoshuang, but unconsciously fell into Zhao Xiaoshuang's arms and fell asleep.

……

A good night's sleep.

When Meng Nan woke up, the sky seemed to be bright. He didn't get up in a hurry, sorted out his thoughts, looked at the room layout, and knew that he was still in the future time and space, so he didn't get up.

Lie in bed.

Open the panel.

Name: Meng Nan

Lifespan: 0/8

Faction: Chashan Tianlin Cave

Cultivation is: Fetal breath into meditation

Inner interest: 0

Root bone: 1

Exercises: The first layer of the "Lei Zhao Sutra".

Spell: None

Skill: None

Death log: Viewable

……

"That's what brought me to this futuristic plane."

"When 'I' just died."

Meng Nan digested this information.

The 'info panel' brought him here from reality, but not forever. The 'lifespan' in the panel is not his real lifespan in reality, but the amount of time he can survive in this future plane.

"Eight years!"

"Stay for eight years at most, and when the time comes, you will have to return to reality."

"The length of stay depends on my real-life limit, 10%."

"In other words, my real limit is 80 years old."

Meng Nan looked down at the attributes of the column, combed through a lot of information, saw the life expectancy here, read more information, and couldn't help shaking his head: "The theoretical limit is 80 years old, and it is not considered early to die in the previous life." But that's the theory. In fact, I died at the age of 30. ”

Thirty years old!

Short-lived ghost!

"It's just that at the age of thirty, you can't be promoted to the internal qi period, and you can still go crazy and die when you stay in the fetal breath period?"

"I'm too wasteful!"

Meng Nan took another look at the [Death Log], and he was happy.

And even if he doesn't go mad, if this trend continues, he won't want to achieve anything in cultivating immortals in his life.

Children.

Obey labor.

This is his value, the value of Yinlian Village and Tianlin Cave.

"But that's before!"

"Now!"

"I have this 'information panel', can it be different?"

Expectation rose in Meng Nan's heart, and then continued to look down.

Inner breath.

Root bone.

Exercises.

Spells.

Skills.

These are also the ones who inherit the original time and space, not the future time and space of this side.

It's the same with cultivation.

In this time and space, although Meng Nan went crazy, at least he was already in the realm of imagination. But now that he occupies it, he is back to the past.

Even the physical feeling is no longer thirty years old, and it is also back to the time when he was just eighteen years old.

"So-"

"I'm practicing here, it's the same as I'm practicing in reality."

"It's just a pity that the cultivation that has been cultivated here can't be taken out."

Meng Nan felt a little regretful.

But that's okay.

If he can stay in this plane for eight years, he can practice here for eight years. Even if he can't take it out of cultivation, he still has these eight years of cultivation experience, and he can take out the experience he has experienced.

At that time, it will be much easier to practice in reality!

"At least there won't be a situation where the thirty-year-old is still in the fetal period of visualization, or even goes crazy!"

Meng Nan ignited his fighting spirit, turned over, and got out of bed.

He's going to start the first day of his life on a future plane.

……

"Meng Xing."

"Meng Jian."

"Meng Santan."

Early in the morning, Meng Nan looked at the three children standing in front of him, and then thought about the names of the three children he heard from Zhao Xiaoshuang, and he also had a certain understanding of his bad taste in the future.

Without thinking too much, these three names must have come up with him.

"I guess that's what I expected from the three of them at the time."

Meng Nan could imagine his thoughts at that time.

It's said to be a 'bad taste', but it's not a kind of sadness.

If you come through and can't practice, you have to passively accept it-

Get married!

Have a child!

Can't refuse.

Even if you don't want to give birth, lie about being infertile, or even if you wield a knife from the uterus, the child you should have had to give birth.

You don't give birth!

The village will also let others help your family.

Meng Nan knew these rules, so he accepted them all when he got married.

If you can't resist, you can only follow.

If you don't want a grassland above your head, you have to do it yourself, and you can't be hypocritical.

Thereupon.

There are these three cubs in front of me.

Meng Nan looked at the three of them, and then looked left and right, and sure enough, it was another door, and it was still a long way from the rooms that his parents had left for him and his eldest brother Meng Ba.

This is a bamboo forest, a thick kind of bamboo.

Looking at this position, it should not have been twelve years ago.

"It's all Daddy's!"

"Dad's wood and bamboo craftsmanship is the first, it is the first in the silver chain village, and the owner of the village has come to order the goods!"

Meng Santan is the best to move and talk the most. Since I knew that her father had lost his memory early in the morning, and I didn't remember anything about the past twelve years, I couldn't do it positively, and I couldn't wait to tell her father everything I knew, so that he could recover his memory as soon as possible and remember her.

It's a pity that she is only seven years old this year, and she only began to remember when she was three or four years old, and there are many things she doesn't know in the past few years.

Her eyes rolled, she looked at Meng Nan from time to time, and then at the two elder brothers, for fear that they would talk more than she knew and be compared.

"Later, Dad will weave a bamboo dragonfly for you."

Meng Nan looked at the thumbs up given to him by his daughter, and felt that he wanted to contact her, so he smiled at her.

"I have a lot of bamboo dragonflies!"

As soon as Meng Sandan heard this, he ran away, and after a short time, he picked up more than a dozen bamboo dragonflies, large and small, a lot of them, and there were many of them that Meng Nan couldn't make up.

"I should have lived in Yinlian Village for the past 12 years."

In his previous life, he learned carpentry from his grandfather and carpenter from his father. Although it is placed in the previous life, even in the ancient times of the previous life, his craftsmanship may not be enough.

But in southern Xinjiang, in this silver chain village, it is absolutely beating everything.

I didn't show much before I got married, and I devoted myself to practicing after work.

After getting married, he was forced to live, but he picked it up and made some fame.

Immortals have to be cultivated.

Life has to be lived.

Meng Nan felt that he had done a good job in life and feelings.

It's just that the practice is almost meaningless.

……

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