This is an endless snow-capped mountain, high as the eye can see, the sky stands with snow-capped ice peaks, very dazzling in the sun.

The sky was covered with goose feather snow, and snowflakes fell from the sky one after another, and the earth immediately became covered in snow.

There is no sound on the snow-capped mountain except the slightest sound of the wind, and there is no life in sight, as if you have come to a desperate place.

A vague, almost transparent figure appeared in the snowy area where the bird didn't.

I don't know where it came from or where it should go, but the breeze moves his figure around, making its already weak body more transparent, and it may not be long before it will dissipate between heaven and earth.

The remnant soul fluttered with the breeze, fluttering and fluttering, it seemed unconscious, allowing the wind to carry his figure around.

Finally, the wind stopped, and so did the remnant soul, and after a while, the remnant soul seemed to have a little consciousness, turned its body blankly, looked to the south, and then slowly drifted towards the south.

The remnant didn't know who it was or where it would drift to, but it relied on its own instincts to drift in one direction.

It has been floating for several days, and the remnant soul has not floated out of this snowy area, it is very tired and tired, its body is more transparent, it seems to be for something, this only trace of consciousness makes it hold on.

After a few more days, the remnant finally saw a place where there was no snow! It was a yellow, colored land with earth, and there was a small village, the village was full of smoke and lights, and the remnant soul did not stop, still drifting forward.

The remnant passed through a few more villages, its body trembling slightly, and it could feel the cold, which had deepened over time, slowing it down.

At this moment, the remnant soul stopped, looked ahead and trembled, it no longer had the strength to go on, and at this moment, an emotion appeared in his eyes, it was an unwilling look, it really couldn't support it anymore.

Finally, the remnant came to a halt on a path, its body as if it had fallen into a 10,000-year-old ice cellar, and could no longer float because it was about to dissipate.

Just when the remnant soul was about to dissipate, a middle-aged man with auspicious clouds and fairy wind bones appeared out of thin air.

The middle-aged man saw that the remnant soul was about to dissipate, only to see him wave his big sleeves, and the surrounding space was like a living body, coming to life, quickly gathering around the remnant soul, and a white halo appeared around the remnant soul that was about to dissipate, and the transparent remnant soul instantly became real, and soon the remnant soul revealed his true appearance.

Stepping on the wind, wearing gold chain mail, wearing a purple and gold crown, wearing an eight-treasure belt around his waist, his face is like a ghostly axe, and his body is thin but there is no lack of king-like youth, this is the true form of the remnant soul.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the middle-aged man sighed.

"Fate, the way of heaven is ruthless, the teacher is incompetent, don't blame the futuin!" The middle-aged man looked at the remnant soul young man indifferently, and his heart was full of self-blame and guilt.

"Your physical body has been divided among various sects and religions, and your essence and blood have also been obtained by the upper realm, so as a teacher, you can't avenge you, and you can't get your physical body back to help you reshape your golden body!" Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's self-reproaching eyes were replaced by anger.

The remnant youth remained unmoved, for he was no longer conscious.

The middle-aged man stretched out one hand, and a white gossip plate appeared in his hand.

"This is the Heavenly Machine Fortune Plate, which can be used once every thousand years, and can make time flow backwards for a hundred years, so that the teacher can borrow the Heavenly Machine Fortune Plate from the 'Heavenly Machine Great Immortal' to reincarnate for you, and calculate for the teacher that the life and death catastrophe of the apprentice must have a way to resolve it! ”

......

There are seven major domains in Longjing, and the 'Wasteland' Heavenly City can be described as the hub leading to all places, and it is an indispensable city for the people here.

In the Celestial City today, dark clouds are covering the entire sky, as if a heavy rain is coming. The gloomy weather and the faint wind blowing through bring people a cool feeling in this hot summer.

The darkness lasted until late afternoon, and no rain fell for a long time.

The number of people on the street has gradually decreased, and the storefronts on the road have begun to put the finishing touches on it.

The ink-like dark clouds shrouded down, and a dragon shadow was reflected, circling back and forth, and it looked extremely anxious.

In a certain house in a luxurious mansion north of the Heavenly City, there was a woman who was about to give birth, lying on the bed and screaming heartbreakingly.

The woman is beautiful, beautiful as a flower, born with a melon seed face, beautiful eyes, but at the moment she is lying on the bed, her face is red, her forehead is covered with sweat, her slender and white jade hands are tightly grasping the Ayaluo brocade quilt, and the pain in a certain part of her body makes the woman's whole body tremble and scream.

There is also a midwife in her fifties beside the woman, her hands are constantly busy, and her mouth is also encouraging and comforting.

At the door, a delicate-looking maid paced back and forth in front of the houses, muttering to herself, her expression hesitant and restless.

"Bang!"

At this time, the gate of the courtyard suddenly broke open, and a young man with a dignified appearance walked in.

The young man's face was dark, and his expression was eager.

The maid at the door stopped when she heard the sound, looked up, looked up, looked happy, and quickly rushed to the young man and said urgently: "Master, master, you are finally back, Madame, she is about to give birth." ”

As soon as the maid's words fell, the screams of the woman who was about to give birth in the house rang out again.

"Madame, what is the matter with her?" said the young man, who heard his wife's cry of anguish, and said that he could not care about the maid, but he was already in front of the house with a good walk.

"Madame...... Madame don't be afraid, Madame don't be afraid, husband is here, husband is here......" The young man lay on the window, looking at the blur inside, afraid and anxious!

As the minutes passed, the screams of the women in the house were hoarse, but there was no sign of stopping, and the young man was impatient, and while giving comfort to the woman who was giving birth, he looked at the woman through the window, but he could not see anything clearly, so he had to pace back and forth at the door of the house to relieve the depression in his heart.

Time passed minute by minute, and just when everyone was worried, finally, the house fell silent, and then, a baby's cry almost resounded throughout the luxurious house, and a new life was born.

At this moment, above the ink-like dark clouds, a humanoid figure appeared, gradually revealing a middle-aged man with fairy wind bones and auspicious clouds.

The middle-aged man looked down at the empty house, and as the baby's cry sounded, his cold face showed a kind smile.

"You and I had a fate in the previous life, and we will take you as a disciple in this life. The middle-aged man continued to say to himself: "'Zhang Yi' has a very good name, and it depends on your achievements in the future!"

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man visibly disappeared into the clouds, as if he had never appeared.

The midwife hurriedly opened the door, her face full of excitement, and with a relieved smile, she spoke quickly.

"Birth, birth, wife!" said the midwife, moving to the door, and at once in a loud voice, as if to announce it to everyone.

......

When the young man Zhang Ji heard this, his face was happy, and he pulled the midwife at the door with one hand, and rushed into the house.

"Shuang'er, are you okay?" Zhang Ji came to the bedside, and in a simple sentence, he held the hand named Wang Pingshuang, but it contained the young man's concern and worry about Wang Pingshuang.

"Husband, this is our child!" Wang Pingshuang, who was covered with sweat, moved her somewhat numb arm and gently stroked the baby on the bed with her hand.

The newborn pink baby is still closed at the moment, and he can't see everything around him clearly, just crying, and it doesn't take long for him to cry tired, so he falls asleep.

The young man was excited, his hands trembling a little, and gently picked up the baby.

"Son!" the young man was ecstatic, "I have a son, and my Zhang family has a queen!"

"Marry our son a name?" Zhang Ji hugged the newborn baby, pointed his finger at the baby's nose, and said casually.

"It was impossible for you and me to meet each other, but you never gave up for me, so you will have the company you have now. It's better to have a single name and a Yi, our son, should do something, no matter when and what happens, always stick to it, and never give up!" The woman lying on the bed looked at her husband and newborn son, with a happy smile on her face.

"Yi, well, good words, in the future, our son will be called Zhang Yi. ”

......

Years have passed.

"Our Longjing Kingdom is a medium-sized kingdom, and our king is 'His Majesty Shunnong'......"

On the podium, a middle-aged man is holding a book, sometimes smiling, sometimes majestic, burly and extraordinary, telling everything is the way, and a group of children in the audience are attentive and listening with relish.

The middle-aged man widened his eyes, nodded secretly, and spoke even harder.

"Now I'm going to talk about abilities, which are commonly known as potentials.

What is potential? Potential is the potential energy in each person's body.

Everyone has their potential, and a small number of people can be stimulated, while most people's potential cannot be stimulated.

In our lecture room, more than 20 of the more than 60 children have developed their potential in the past six months.

Zhang Yi, Zhao Xingming, Yu Wenqikai, Lei Xiao, Gao Fei, these children have unlimited potential in the future......"

Sitting in the audience, all the people who were named by the lecturer, except for Zhang Yi, who climbed on the table to sleep, the others had a trace of pride on their faces.

(Collection, collection, collection, important things said three times, the more you look at it, the more you look at it, the more you like it, and the more you look at it, the more exciting the story behind!)