It turns out that he is not a human, and he is still a burning stick that has always been considered a waste wood by all cultivators in the immortal cultivation world!

Among them was herself.

Kong Qianyu lowered his head with difficulty.

She said, why every time she mentions the treasure of the sect, she complains that the ancestor doesn't have long eyes and treats a broken wood as a treasure, why is the master's eyes so strange.

It's not ridiculous to scold yourself and not know it!

At that time, Master must have held back a smile and held back a hard time, right?

And all the senior brothers!

This face can be lost to grandma's house.

She was filled with grief and indignation: "Why don't I know anything, I don't remember anything? Why do I keep thinking of myself as a person? I have childhood memories, I know who my father is, what my mother's name is! How can I be a youkai? ”

"Do you all know that you are hiding from me and watching me laugh?" She couldn't help but grind her teeth.

"Only the master and the master know, and I also knew the truth before the master ascended." Xuan Tian rolled his eyes: "But to be precise, you are not a monster, but a spirit." I want to ask you, you can be so big that you think you are a human being! ”

Demons, spirits and humans are fundamentally different, didn't she notice it? How thick this nerve must be!

The farther away from the sect, the lower her cultivation becomes, and the machine spirit, who loves to ignore everyone, likes to sleep in her arms the most, all kinds of differences, she has never noticed.

Not only herself, but also their fellow brothers and sisters also didn't notice that if it weren't for the master's expression being very serious when he told him, he would have thought that the master was joking!

"So, you really don't know anything about it?"

Kong Qianyu lowered her eyes and thought carefully, she really didn't notice it at all.

For as long as she can remember, she has been a family in the world, and she is still the most inconspicuous one.

In a great world of cultivating immortals, cultivators are human beings, and mortals in worldly life are all affected, desperately trying to squeeze into the paradise of the strong who can fly to the heavens and the earth.

Her aunt was no exception.

As the daughter of a low-end immortal cultivator family, she hasn't even seen her father a few times since she was a child.

When you have a higher spiritual pursuit, reproduction of offspring is just for the family to better screen the offspring with spiritual roots, in the hope that one person can attain the Tao and the chicken dog ascend to heaven.

Her mother was born as a maidservant, so naturally it is impossible for her to have a spiritual root, and her father is a waste wood with five spiritual roots, relying on the incomplete half of the exercises in the family study, barely cultivating to the seventh level of qi training, and it is difficult to advance an inch.

The advantage of remoteness is that the seventh layer of Qi cultivation is already a rare powerhouse in the local area, and the disadvantage is naturally that after a long time, it has become a toad at the bottom of the well, and it begins to be arrogant, forgetting that there is a vast world outside the well.

She has brothers and sisters with quite good qualifications, but naturally she is not taken seriously and has been unknown until she is twelve years old.

That year, the heavens and the earth were out of phase, and a nearby mountain forest suddenly appeared with colorful light, reflecting half of the sky, attracting countless capable people, those immortals who could fly with the sword, so many that they almost obscured the sun.

In this way, the house of bedbugs that the immortals can twist to death with one finger has become a pavilion, a restaurant, and a vassal of others, and the father has retorted a few words, and has become a corpse, and the aunt cried twice and was roasted into charcoal.

The whole clan was wiped out, and she was the only one who hid in the dog hole, barely escaping a catastrophe, and then the story was very old-fashioned, she met the master who came to join in the fun and treasure hunting, and was taken back to the sect by him at a glance.

At that time, she didn't even know the words, she was the senior brother who taught writing with her lap, the second senior brother taught sword practice with one move and one style, and the third senior brother.

The third senior brother didn't teach anything, just bullying people and throwing bugs at her!

So now you're telling me that these memories are all fake?

How can it be!

"Actually, it's not fake. It's just that those memories weren't yours in the first place. Xuan leaned against the edge of the bed, secretly swallowed a mouthful of blood, and then said:

"I entered the sect at the age of seven and practiced with my master, and there were three treasures of the sect at that time."

"Soul Suppression Wood, Regent Bell, Nine Li Pagoda." The brothers and sisters spoke in unison. These three items, in addition to the soul suppression wood, the other two are infinitely powerful, and they are made of the Donghuang Bell and Haotian Tower, which imitate the ten ancient artifacts.

"But you don't know, at that time, although it was not very useful, it was a living magic weapon."

"It can run and jump, the most naughty is mischievous, in the sect, many disciples have seen the soul suppression wood scurrying around, coming out from time to time to be scary, they all think it is very funny."

"But one day, the sky in the sect changed greatly, and the clouds were thick, and a thunderstorm fell in a moment."

"Even the well-informed elders have never seen such a powerful thunder tribulation, and they have split eighty-one times, each of which is five feet thick, even if you stand on the top of the mountain thousands of miles away, you can feel the surging power contained in the tribulation clouds."

"The problem is that this calamity cloud is very strange, that is, it is to cross the tribulation and soar, and there is no such turbulence, as if it is going to chop people to death, even if eighty-one are split, they do not want to disperse for a long time."

"How worried the elders were, they finally waited until the clouds disappeared and the rain disappeared, and they fled back to the sect one after another, but they saw that several mountain peaks had been flattened by more than ten meters, and they were in a mess."

"When the clouds first appeared, all the sect disciples were taken away by the elders, and after that, the number of people was counted several times, except for those who were wandering outside, all the disciples were complete, and there was no one missing, so who caused the clouds?"

"The elders were puzzled, and they couldn't let go for a long time, until a little disciple pointed out that the Soul Suppression Wood hadn't come out for a long time, how could it be so well-behaved, and everyone was surprised to find that the treasure of their sect had really become a burning stick, and their spirituality was completely gone!"

Soon after, there was news that on the mountains in the southeast of the country of Moro, there were colorful auspicious clouds. The country of Moro is where Master picked you up. ”

"The master was originally entrusted by the master to compete for resources. In the present world, there will be strange treasures, and almost all the families of the Immortal Cultivation Sect have gathered in the past. ”

"But the strange thing is that before these people can settle down and go into the mountains to check, the colorful light suddenly disappears."

"Later, Master told me that at the same time that the light disappeared, a small immortal cultivator family nearby was wiped out by high-level cultivators, and when Master arrived, only you were still alive."

"Under you, there is a large pool of blood, almost equivalent to the blood of a teenager's body, and the two layers of brocade clothes you are wearing also have multiple sharp weapon scratches."

"But you are unharmed, not even a mark, only a lot of blood, which looks a little scary."

"So, you now understand why you have childhood memories, right?"

Of course Kong Qianyu understood.

It means that the self back then, just like crossing over and attaching to Kong Qianyu's body, was also borrowed from the corpse to return the soul.

She had never been an orphan of a small family in Moro, and she wasn't even human.