"The way of the university is in Mingmingde, in being close to the people, and in stopping at perfection. Knowing and then deciding... The sound of reading came from inside the school.

Mingde School is the most famous school in Donghai City of the Liyang Dynasty, and the rich and wealthy people in the city and officials will choose to send their children to study in the school.

Because the school once cultivated a champion, it has become famous in the East China Sea since then.

The students were reading along with the Master, when suddenly an incongruous snoring came to the Master's ears.

"Zixuan! Ling Zixuan? The master blew his beard and glared, and shouted loudly to the boy who was sleeping in the back row.

"Jiang Jingwen, you woke him up for me." The master couldn't wake up, and Ling Zixuan could only let the girl next to him wake him up.

Ling Zixuan, who was wearing a light blue school uniform, was gently pushed awake by Jiang Jingwen.

He suddenly opened a pair of frightened eyes, staring blankly around, his face still sweating, obviously just having a nightmare.

When they saw that he was awake, they ignored him and continued to read aloud to the Master.

At this time, Ling Zixuan's heart was indeed as frightened as a river and a sea, and his face changed greatly.

Just now, he failed to attack the God King Realm in the vast universe. When he died, he was sucked in by a sudden space-time rift.

And then... Here we are.

With an incredulous expression, he turned his head slightly, recovering his chaotic thoughts, wanting to see where he was.

Jiang Jingwen?

When he saw the familiar face beside him, Ling Zixuan shed tears, he slowly got up, walked to Jiang Jingwen's side, faced the surprised girl, and gently hugged her tightly, "Jingwen, it's great that you're still alive!" I'm not dreaming! ”

Jiang Jingwen's whole body became stiff.

What's the situation?

"Smack!"

"Ling Zixuan, get out of here!"

In this way, Ling Zixuan was kicked out of the school by his master and was alone in the courtyard.

Touching the face on the right that still had a lingering fragrance, he smiled very brightly.

It's not a dream, it's not a dream, it's really Jiang Jingwen's fragrance.

What the hell is ...

Ling Zixuan suddenly came to his senses and looked around, isn't this the Mingde Academy?

I looked at the clothes I was wearing, listened to the sound of reading in the school, and glanced at the sundial in the courtyard, looking confused. I went back to when I was sixteen.

Ling Zixuan, the eldest young master of the Ling family in Donghai City of the Liyang Dynasty, was directly taken away by a master who was passing by Donghai City at the time of thirty years old and taught the supreme cultivation of true exercises.

Because of his natural spirit body and amazing talent, he actually reached the quasi-god realm in just 20,000 years, known as the wizard of the Northern Regions, and was the peerless genius who had the most hope of breaking through to the God King Realm in the history of the Northern Regions.

It's a pity that in the end, he failed when he hit the realm of the God King.

At the moment of failure, Ling Zixuan realized that he had grown too fast, resulting in an unstable Dao foundation and full of hidden dangers. And in the Heart Demon Tribulation, there are too many worries to be transparent.

Unexpectedly, the creation made people come back to Mingde College in Donghai City, Lizhou, where he was a teenager. This is the rhythm of life taking off!

"Ling Zixuan, you dare to belittle Jiang Jingwen in public, you are going to die!"

Just as Ling Zixuan was still immersed in his memories, two girls in pale green skirts and school uniforms walked up to him.

When I looked up, one was Jiang Jingwen, who was obviously still flushed on her face, and the other was Jiang Jingwen's good sister, the eldest lady of the Li family in the east of the city, Li Zhenzhen.

"Jingwen I'm sorry, I was too excited for a while, I couldn't hold back." Ling Zixuan didn't explain, but as soon as he explained, Jiang Jingwen's face turned even redder, and she pulled Li Zhenzhen and fled the academy.

Ling Zixuan looked at Jiang Jingwen, who was bent down with a thin waist and a slight step, and a smile appeared on his face: "It's good to be young!" ”

Suddenly, he was kicked and knocked to the ground.

"You shameless guy, you dare to openly tease Jingwen, I really want to kick you to death."

Wang Chujun, Ling Zixuan hasn't gotten up yet, and he knows who it is by listening to the voice. The little overlord of Donghai City - Wang Chujun, the second son of Wang Xiaotian, the captain of Donghai City.

Ling Zixuan slowly got up and patted the dust on his body, ignored Wang Chujun, and left the school directly.

"Hey, this kid didn't take you second brother Wang in his eyes at all."

Lian Haichao, the son of Lian Shao, the commander of the East China Sea City, and the follower of Wang Chujun. These two have been bullying Ling Zixuan before, and Wang Chujun is still Jiang Jingwen's super suitor, but Jiang Jingwen doesn't seem to like him very much.

Ling Zixuan sorted out his thoughts, and suddenly he became nervous. He slowly called out a person's name with his consciousness: "Ah Zi? Ah Zi, are you still there? ”

Without any reaction, Ling Zixuan's face became solemn.

He failed to break through the God King Realm, and immediately closed his artifact "Qiankun Tower" in the consciousness space. Could it be that he was reborn, but the Qiankun Pagoda disappeared? Isn't that a Zi?

Thinking that Ah Zi might be distraught because of himself, Ling Zixuan became sad and sad.

Ah Zi was an orphan he took in when he traveled in the Northern Milky Way Galaxy, and he had been cultivating with him since he was a child, and he was the closest one among his many disciples.

Even when he broke through the God King Realm, Ah Zi was always with him in the Qiankun Tower. I didn't expect that...

Ling Zixuan left tears in his eyes, he hated his overconfidence.

"Master, I'm so weak, it's hard to even speak...

"Ah Zi!" Ling Zixuan jumped up suddenly, Ah Zi is not dead, Ah Zi is not dead.

"Ah Zi, don't speak, you can recuperate with peace of mind." Ling Zixuan felt the spiritual power in his body, and found that the exercises that were once enough to destroy the heavens and the earth had disappeared without a trace. Now he is a mortal with no spiritual power, no supernatural powers, and no soul power.

"Master, take care, Ah Zi can't help you, Ah Zi is going to sleep." The faint voice gradually disappeared, and Ah Zi fell into a deep sleep completely.

Ling Zixuan reluctantly accepted the facts, but since God gave me the opportunity to be reborn, it means that I can lay a solid foundation and start again.

This time, I will definitely take one step at a time, cultivate each realm to perfection, and once again impact the God King Realm.

Ling Zixuan suddenly brightened, and his mood was much more transparent.

"Smack!" was attacked from behind again, Ling Zixuan was extremely depressed in his heart, he was the god king of the Northern Regions, the pride of the sky, he was attacked from behind twice in one day, if he let his brothers know, don't laugh off his big teeth!

"Stinky boy, why don't you go home so late and wander outside?" An unfamiliar and familiar voice came into Ling Zixuan's ears.

Ling Zixuan turned around and saw a face that he had missed for a long time, and he slowly stepped forward to hug her. "Mom, I miss you so much!"

"Stinky boy, I haven't seen you for a while, why are you so hypocritical." Mu Wenying pulled her son and walked in the direction of the house.

Walking into the familiar house, stepping into the familiar courtyard, and seeing every servant and family member made Ling Zixuan feel very cordial. After all, in the past 20,000 years of cultivation, these relatives have left him for too long.

Two hundred years after Xiuzhen, he once came back to Lizhou, and when he returned home, he was already a person.

At that time, he was grief-stricken, regretting that he did not provide for his parents in old age, and when he came back from this rebirth, he must be filial to them.

Seeing his father, whose temples had been slightly white, it was another bear hug.

I, Ling Zixuan, are back! Those who have hurt me, I will not let you go in this life. Ling Zixuan looked into the distance with resolute eyes.