was born in Chu Mansion, it was really an accident, and her identity was even more accidental.

She, Chu Huanhuan, ranked sixth in Chu Mansion, her father's official worship Hanlin Academy is a Taifu, and her mother is Princess Huixian, the sister of the current emperor. The five sons in the house are all outstanding, and they have their own strengths in politics and business. And as the youngest and only girl in Chu Mansion, you ask me what I am good at?

I would say that I wore it.

On August 15, the autumn breeze is slightly cool, and the golden cinnamon is fragrant, which is the time for the family to reunite with Hemeimei. Chu Zhengtian, who is nearly half a hundred years old, sat on the top seat, next to Lin Hui, the wife of the Chu family, Princess Huixian, she looked very young, and her apricot cheeks and peach lips were very beautiful.

"Sixth sister, how is your injury?" Chu Lin is a modest person, a gentleman, good anywhere, but he is not tall, he is a head shorter than his younger brothers, and he doesn't look like a big brother.

"A few days ago, she was so playful that she dared to go up the Dome Mountain by herself, and when she came down the mountain, she rolled half a breath." Chu Xiao said coldly, the second brother who is unforgiving, venomous and sarcastic.

Chu Huanhuan sat obediently on the side, and she didn't know the bottom of her heart. She knew she was wearing it, but she didn't know how she was wearing it, and when she opened her eyes, she found that she was this unlucky ghost. It's okay to fall yourself half to death, the main thing is that this little girl's family background is so strong, what if she shows her stuffing?

"I ......" Chu Huanhuan was interrupted just as he wanted to defend himself.

"Sister, brother knows, you don't want to enter the palace, but the emperor's order is difficult to disobey." Chu Lin frowned, today he was wearing a green shirt, which made him even more literati.

"Huanhuan, my mother has arranged it for you, and after entering the palace, I will arrange you to the treasure room and hang up a spare job." Lin Hui said affectionately.

Wait, who can tell her, why did the concubine, who is a first-class official, go to work in the palace delicacies? Can't even change the world now, escape the fate of beating workers?

"You just listen to your mother, this is your only chance to enter the Liuyun Sect. Before, whoever cried, made trouble, and hanged himself, saying that if he couldn't enter the Liuyun Sect to cultivate immortals, he would commit suicide. Chu Xiao has an awkward temperament, speaks with a gun and a stick, and is merciless in the face of his only sister.

She seemed to remember a little more.

The Xiuzhen families in the territory of the Great Yan Dynasty are like stars in the sky, there are countless of them, but there are many monks and few meats, and most of the resources are in the hands of the sect, and it is impossible for the three famous families to accept the children of foreign clans. Every year, when the sect expands, even the most noble royal family may not get a place.

"The third brother wrote yesterday that the envoy of the Liuyun Sect will go to the palace next month to pick seedlings, and Huanhuan will not be able to catch up if he doesn't enter the palace again." Chu Lin pinched the time.

"I advise you to give up, you can't even run Xiao Zhoutian, you have no aura, and it is a miscellaneous life to enter the Liuyun Sect." The second brother not only has a mean mouth, but also a mean face, with thin eyebrows and thin eyes, but unexpectedly sharp, good-looking is good-looking or too harsh.

"Okay, this is the holy decree that your mother personally entered the palace to beg, and you will enter the palace tomorrow morning." Chu Zhengtian waved his hand and made the final decision.

In order to prevent her from making any more trouble, Chu Zhengtian locked her in the study, and there were several subordinates outside, and it seemed that she couldn't think of escaping. Chu Huanhuan knew in her heart that she couldn't go back, but there were many contradictions in her original body.

From the information just now, she summarized a few points. A heroine is a waste, she didn't have the life of cultivating immortals, she got the disease of cultivating immortals, and she was not lightly ill. Why did the second heroine fall so badly in Qiongshan? Does it have anything to do with Sanjin Palace's temporary position in the Zhenfang to follow up on the Liuyun Sect?

Chu Huanhuan checked the book for half a night, and probably sorted out some of the ins and outs. It turned out that the heroine was determined to become the first immortal master in the world when she was twelve years old, but when the upper cloud sect measured the root bones, it was found to be a waste. But she didn't give up, she was defeated again and again, and finally at the age of sixteen, she rolled off the cliff because she went to the Dome Mountain to worship the gods.

Why did she want to be named in the palace, probably because she worked hard to test for four years, but every year, the guards and disciples pulled her into the blacklist. Therefore, it is the blessing of the princess to only ask her mother, go through the back door, and hope that Liuyun Sect can accept her if she is blind.

Theoretically, it doesn't work. In practical terms, there are loopholes to drill!

"Persona" records that in addition to recruiting disciples, major sects and families also recruit some miscellaneous servants. He was mainly responsible for the diet and daily life of new disciples and cultivators with low spiritual power, and Lin Hui gave Chu Huanhuan a temporary post to the Zhen Cuisine Room only because Liuyun Sect would take away a group of miscellaneous servants from the palace every year.

This book is interesting, and the pattern of the three sects, two famous sects, and one family in the current cultivation realm is also recorded in detail. The Liuyun Sect is one of the three sects, and there are various schools of practice and practical weapons in the cultivation realm, generally speaking, they can be classified as attacking, defensive, and supportive, and there are some factions that have been lost and will not be repeated.

The yellowed cowhide rolls were a little mottled as if some liquid had been accidentally sprayed on them, but fortunately the handwriting was still legible.

"My way is empty, sighing that the world is stupid, greedy, hateful, stupid, chasing his way every day and not being able to ......" Chu Huanhuan stretched out his hand and wiped the mottled spots, but did not wipe them off: "What is written, I can't see it clearly." ”

The white and tender fingertips rubbed the rough paper surface of the cowhide roll hard, and after a while, Chu Huanhuan exclaimed, it turned out that the cowhide roll was too rough and her fingertips were scratched through the skin, and blood beads kept gushing out. The already mottled cowhide curls made matters worse, and she was shocked and broken.

The blood stains spread, and a circle of ancient and complicated patterns slowly emerged from the center of the cowhide scroll, and the oppression of the ancient characters came to his face, so frightened that Chu Huanhuan immediately threw the cowhide scroll in his hand far away. This kind of evil thing, you have to find a fire to burn it.

Chu Huanhuan picked up the candlestick on the table, and was about to destroy the body of the cowhide roll, but saw a few puffs of green smoke coming out of the cowhide roll on the ground, and when the smoke cleared, a man's figure faintly appeared. The black hair has snow skin, and the green cedar has some pine green dark lines, and the inner cedar is a very restrained dark red, and the shiny and shiny hair is firmly held in place by the golden crown.

"You...... You, you have grievances and revenge, it's not that the time has not come, I am not from the Chu Mansion, don't accidentally hurt innocent people! Chu Huanhuan held the candlestick and gave up on himself.

"Huh, I'm your ancestor!"

"What? Which ancestor are you? Chu Huanhuan looked at the man who was only half of his body in a daze, to be precise, his upper body was very clear, and his lower body was very blurry, similar to a ghost.

Here comes the question, he said that he is my ancestor, so is he my modern ancestor, or the ancestor of the Chu family?

"At a young age, if you don't learn well, you can learn some indiscriminate things." The man's face was suddenly difficult to look at, the ice carved jade was like a jade, and the warm face frowned, and the eyes that should have been amorous were also a little cold.

"No, I'm just ......." to tell you the truth. Chu Huanhuan swallowed the second half of the sentence into her stomach, people are not ghosts, maybe they are here to frame her!

"Jo Thirteen, my name." He floated to Chu Huanhuan's side, and his eyes fell on the string of bracelets she was wearing.

"I don't have the surname Rou either......" Chu Huanhuan looked at him, what a strange name.

"The opportunity has not come, you don't know." Rou Thirteen looked very different, her feminine face was mixed with a little pity, but her affectionate eyes only squinted slightly and brought out a little smile for no reason.

"Amitabha Buddha blessed life immeasurable heavenly venerable oh maha moo Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law, Amen!" After Chu Huanhuan finished reciting a string of incantations with a serious expression, he didn't make a cross gesture.

"Rest in peace." At the end, I added a sentence.

"Your real name is Chu Huan, your current name is Chu Huanhuan, you are sixteen years old, the sixth lady of the Chu family, in order to enter the Liuyun Sect to cultivate, you will enter the palace delicacies tomorrow to be a nominal palace maid. It's a pity that a mortal like you, who has no roots, no aura, and can't function for a small week, can't become the number one immortal master in the world at all, am I right? Miss Chu? Rou Thirteen looked at Chu Huanhuan indifferently and pretended to be crazy and stupid.

Chu Huanhuan, who was frozen in place, immediately sat on the ground, and asked with blank eyes: "Why do I want to cultivate immortals, I want to be a sixth lady, isn't it better to eat and wait for death than to cultivate immortals?" ”

Rou Thirteen snorted coldly: "Because the deity has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"Are you really my ancestor?" Chu Huanhuan asked.

"Aren't you determined to become the First Immortal Master? I have a way to turn things around. Rou Ju Thirteen ignored her question, her eyes glinting with an unclear meaning.

"Do you have such good intentions? A ghost like you who came out of nowhere is simply nonsense, one saying that it is my ancestor, and the other saying that you have a way to help me, who knows if you are harming me. Chu Huanhuan was already a little angry in her heart, but now she found a venting point.

"Don't be angry with me, you don't need to know the cause between us now, after all, you don't even have a trace of aura, and it won't take much effort to be found and killed by the enemy one day." Rou Thirteen narrowed his eyes, three points of mockery, three points of truth, three points of pity, and one point of indifference.

People are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, and people have to bow their heads under the eaves, Chu Huanhuan comforted himself, and asked after taking a deep breath: "Then may I ask, this ancestor, what can you do to help me condense my aura?" ”

Smack-

There was an extra book on the ground, and Chu Huanhuan picked it up and looked at it.

"Eighteen Styles of Dragon Gate"

The first formula

Flat knife cutting ......

"You, didn't you, throw the wrong book?" It's true, this is a knife book, but who can tell her that this is a kitchen knife knife knife? You're not here to entertain her, are you?

"That's right, practice the knife first." Rou Thirteen's face was calm.

"But this is the knife technique of a kitchen knife! You're not telling me that no matter how high your kung fu is, you're afraid of kitchen knives, right? Chu Huan was messy in the wind.

"If you don't practice knife skills, how do you cook?" Rou Thirteen was puzzled.

"What does cooking have to do with cultivating immortals?" Chu Huanhuan asked rhetorically, she shouldn't believe any punctuation marks that this ghost said!