Chapter 2: Dreams of Eating Dead Wood
Since the two continents are connected to each other, it is only necessary to cross a few dangerous places to reach it. Gradually, there will be a few people in the Eastern Continent who will become magicians because of coincidence, and there will also be people in the Western Continent who will become warriors.
It's just that this is the case, very, very rare.
Warriors, magicians.
They all have powers that ordinary people can't imagine, and of course, the conditions for cultivation are also extremely harsh.
If you don't have talent, no matter how hard you work, you can't cultivate, and at best, you can only strengthen your body.
However, anyone who can become a warrior or a magician will be courteous, respected, and have power and wealth.
Whenever a warrior or a magician appears in a place, it is eye-catching.
It's a pity that the place where Fenghua is located is a small village with neither warriors nor magicians, just like any ancient dynasty, where the sun rises and the sun sets, and the peddlers buy and sell.
This is the ordinary life of ordinary people, watching the sunrise and sunset quietly every day, without doing anything, Fenghua is very satisfied and satisfied.
After a long time, this kind of life is what she yearns for the most, quiet and far-reaching.
It's a pity that although this small village is ordinary, everything is very weird when it comes to itself.
Knowing that there were warriors and magicians in this world, Fenghua also wanted to try to cultivate.
But as a result, she is an ordinary ordinary person who can no longer be ordinary. Even, the body is a little weaker than ordinary people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is weak. Not only did he have the imaginary fighting spirit, but even if he wanted to cultivate the internal strength and heart method, the weak meridians in his body were unable to support it, and he would explode and die if he was not careful.
Well, if you can't do it, then try magic.
Legend has it that magicians don't need to meditate? So Fenghua settled down when the night was dark and the wind was high, sat cross-legged, and her mind was full of thoughts, thinking about it, and she fell asleep like that, and she still sat and slew.
When I got up the next day, I caused the tragedy of stiff neck.
In the shadow of almost being twisted off by her mother-in-law to return to normal, Fenghua very wisely chose to stay honestly.
Not for warriors, not for magicians.
Fortunately, in this life, he is an 'ordinary' person, although he is not rich and noble, and he has a fierce mother-in-law, at least he has no worries about food and clothing.
Although it is not normal for a woman to dress as a man, although this mother-in-law does not look simple, although there are always people in black with bad intentions, etc., what does this have to do with her?
Lying on the side of the boat weeping willows, watching the summer flowers and autumn moon.
This is my dream in my last life, and I just want to live a simple and quiet life. Of course, if it is said that it is mixed eating and waiting for death, it is okay.
The mother-in-law didn't say it, she simply pretended to be stupid, if she spent her life like this, it would be really beautiful, this is the comfort she once pursued that she couldn't get in her life.
On the way home with her mother-in-law, Fenghua was very comfortable, thinking crankily in her head, and stretched lazily.
Boom!
The mother-in-law stopped, and Fenghua didn't pay attention and hit her head.
Rubbing his head, he looked up, and there was a carriage parked outside his quiet courtyard that was completely beyond the knowledge of this small village.