"Just a conjecture?" Luo Qianqian shook her head, wanting to say something, but she knew that what she was going to say was very rebellious, so she still forgot it.

"Qianqian, is the person in your heart an impossible person?" Luo Qianqian's mother suddenly asked.

"Uh, what impossible man?"

"I mean, is the person you like has a very low status, and you think we won't agree to say it?"

Luo Qianqian was speechless and said, "Mother, you are guessing again, don't I always find someone to follow my father every time I go out? Who have I come into contact with, or who I have come close to, can you not know? There is no such thing..."

"Hmph!" Prime Minister Luo snorted lightly, held back the anger in his heart, and said, "Then what do you think, and the dream you keep talking about, in the end..."

"Father, mother, do you want to hear that story? Luo Qianqian asked.

Prime Minister Luo and his wife looked at each other in surprise, and both nodded, their daughter didn't want to say anything before, but now she is willing to take the initiative to say it, so it's okay, as long as you find out the illusory and untrue things in the story in the dream, you can naturally reverse your daughter's unrealistic fantasy, this is almost twenty years old, and she still fantasizes about cultivating immortals all day long...

Luo Qianqian said: "In the dream, it was several years ago, I was playing in the capital, at that time I was very arrogant, with my father's two guards on a rampage, one day I went to the restaurant to eat, but the upstairs rooms were full, I was very angry at that time, let my father's two guards forcibly invite a person out, I never thought that the person just glanced at it, the two guards were like falling into the ice cave, and they were so frightened that they retreated. ”

Prime Minister Luo Cheng sighed and said: "I did send guards to follow you, but they were all secretly protecting you, and I would not obey your orders to make nonsense, so this matter is nonsense." ”

Luo Qianqian didn't explain, and continued: "Except for immortal cultivators, it is impossible for a martial artist to do this, so I went directly to apprentice, hoping that he could accept me as an apprentice, but unfortunately, he didn't like my arrogant and domineering appearance, and had a bad impression of me, so he directly refused..."

"It's just a matter of getting away with it..."

Before Prime Minister Luo finished speaking, Luo Qianqian glared at him angrily and said, "When you listen to the story, you are too serious, father." Then he returned to the inn, I followed, stayed there for three days, and when he came out, I asked for apprenticeship, but he still refused, I said a few words to myself in disappointment, but I didn't expect to impress the other party..."

Prime Minister Luo asked a little curiously, "What did you say to impress the other party?"

"I said, Is it so difficult to change your fate? If there is no immortal cultivator in the ancestors, you will never be able to cultivate immortals? The master said to me, since you were born, you have eaten and drunk without worry, and there are countless servants in the family, and for many people, it is the same injustice... I said yes, farmers will always be farmers, I have at least three meals without worry, at most I just eat and wait for death, how dare I hope to travel the world and live forever..."

"Why are you waiting to die?" the mistress frowned and said, "You child..."

Prime Minister Luo nodded slowly, but he didn't say anything, Luo Qianqian continued, from apprenticeship to starting to practice, persuading his parents to agree, and went south to Rock City, and told the reason why there were so few immortal cultivators in their country.

During this period, the parents rarely interjected, and they didn't know much about it, but the content of the story still attracted them and made them listen unconsciously.

Luo Qianqian told in great detail, and the things that could be written down were all told, starting from Rock City, to building a foundation by herself, and then knowing a lot of people, the master was ready to get married, tried countless times, but finally fell into the demon for nearly ten years, during which she became independent and participated in the business alliance mission by herself, and returned home to visit her parents, she concealed the old age of her parents.

After talking about it intermittently for two days, her mother was completely speechless, because if it was conjecture or fabrication, she didn't think her daughter had this ability, but if it was true, it would be too bizarre, especially the last few attempts to tie the knot Dan and finally failed, and the result of dying of old age made it difficult for her to accept.

After listening, Prime Minister Luo smiled and said: "I didn't expect my daughter to have this talent, others say that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, but I don't think so, if you have the heart, it doesn't hurt to write this story as a monster, anyway, you can also read and write, but don't delay life events." ”

Luo Qianqian was speechless, but it was understandable to think about it, even she was not sure whether these things were true or false, let alone her parents who listened to her.

Luo Qianqian, who fell into the demon in her heart, her memory was partially tampered with, and there was no part of Yang Quan who woke up and helped her get married again, only the part where she died of old age in the end.

couldn't bear the demands of her parents, and she wasn't sure about the so-called world of cultivating immortals, and what the things in her dream were true or false, Luo Qianqian finally found someone to marry according to her parents' wishes...

...

The wind was drenched in blood, and there was essence blood oozing out all over his body, and the move of blood escape for thousands of miles was a little difficult to support even with his physique, but fortunately, the two Yuan Infant Monks couldn't catch up in a short period of time.

"I have to dissolve the mark in my body as soon as possible, otherwise if I am caught up, there is a great possibility that I will die..."Feng Xing thought in his heart.

After he entered the Yuan Infant Period, he returned to his own tribe, but he has always had a question, that is, the Yuan Infant Stage monks who belong to the barbarian clan, not to mention the scarcity, and always disappear inexplicably, before he just suspected that it might be the hands and feet of the Great Qi Dynasty, but now he is finally sure.

"The contradictions between races are irreconcilable... On the surface, we have fused well with the Great Qi Dynasty, but once we have the slightest possibility of rising, the other party will wipe out the signs of our rise... Those seniors who entered the Yuan Infant Stage before me, I'm afraid they were..."

The first time he entered the wilderness after entering the Yuan Infant Period, he was hunted down and killed, and the people who came were three monks above the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, if he was not more decisive, he directly used the blood escape for the first time, and he had been dead for a long time at this time.

When the other party surrounded him, he cast a tracking spell, and hit him with extremely condensed true yuan power, and it was difficult for him to refine this thing in a short period of time.

"In the end, the desolate people are smarter, and they understand this truth earlier than us, if we want to let those Zhongzhou people and Qi people rest assured of us, unless we barbarian men all cut off their own cultivation path, and all women are slaves to them... The world is divided by race, I was naïve before!"

He gritted his teeth, and began to refine the tracking mark in his body on the spot, the distance of thousands of miles is not long for the Yuan Infant Cultivator, maybe after an hour, the other party will be able to arrive here, and he will definitely die at that time.

This kind of tracking spell cultivation method is very simple, but it is difficult to succeed, you need to refine the mana to a level that is difficult to consume, and then enter the body of others, so that in the end, and the monk who gave him the tracking spell is at least one step higher than him, so it is very difficult to refine.

He was full of blood, and his divine sense tried his best to refine the mark, but soon found that it was futile, and that an hour was simply not enough, so he quickly changed his strategy and began to expel the mark.

"The tribe can't go back, otherwise I'm afraid that the tribe will be implicated, but if I meet Qi people in the wilderness in the future, I will definitely see one and kill the other!"