Master, Ascension Is Not About Falling in Love!

[The rankings will be updated as the rankings become available, and the rankings without rankings will be updated at 9pm every Friday and Saturday. ] [Beautiful and miserable self-guide to Xianjun × Duwei wooden-headed readers] I, Jiang Jianxue, was so angry in my previous life that I was angered by a sadistic novel called "Frost Moon Ruthless". In the book, Yu Qingshang, the immortal who looks like a lonely moon, was forcibly married and robbed by a group of crazy people, who tortured his body and mind, and finally became the forbidden love of everyone. I smashed the keyboard angrily: The author is sick! Can't you just let the bright moon hang in the sky? When I opened my eyes again, I was wearing a book. There are no tasks and no rewards, it's just the readers' loneliness and frustration. Okay, I'll take care of what others don't care about! Whoever hates the bright moon will be killed by me! The first time I went retrograde, I stood at the end of the story, a passerby with low spiritual power. Use all your means to push him out of the deadlock with one palm. When he turned around, he only saw my back engulfed by the demonic flames in the sky. (Later historical records: Yu Qingshang, the Immortal Master of Shuyu Peak, survived the desperate situation and his Taoist heart awakened again. For thousands of years after that, he often stood alone in the abyss of the meteorite, as if he was looking for someone.) The second time I went retrograde, I fell into the middle of the story and became his senior brother dressed like a beast. The way he looked at me was three points colder than that of a demon cultivator. I didn't care, and while secretly improving the physical skills of the original scumbag, I gave him a smile like a good senior brother with twenty-four filial piety: "Junior brother, the weather is sunny today. It is better to practice cultivation and not to fall in love." He looked at the unwiped blood behind me, and the sword in his hand sounded like weeping. In the end, he killed me on the Immortal Gate Judgment Stage. When the sword edge entered his heart, I said silently to him: "This time, it's clean." (Later, it was rumored by unofficial historians: On that day, after Yu Xianzun killed the demon, his Taoist heart suddenly went into chaos, his sword energy reached the sky for three months without stopping, and he almost became crazy.) The third time I returned to the beginning of the story, my spiritual power was greatly damaged. But this time I assumed the most innocent identity, went through many hardships, "accidentally met" him who had just come out of isolation, and finally succeeded in becoming a disciple. Very good, the identity this time is perfect. I am determined to be his most considerate, upright, and good disciple who hopes for his ascension. Protect him from disasters, make elixirs for him, and swat all the toads that covet him into the ground in advance. I instilled righteous thoughts in his ears every day: "Master, men affect the speed of drawing the sword. If you don't have a man in your heart, you will ascend to the level of the God of Nature!" He always listened silently, and occasionally glanced at me, his eyes so deep that he could see right through me. Until that critical night when he was humiliated in the original work. I dragged my half-waste body to fight to the end, clearing all obstacles for him, and I was on the verge of dissipating. He came out of the formation, his white clothes stained with dust, and picked me up. The spiritual power surged into my depleted meridians like a huge wave, and it was so overbearing that it left no room. I was so anxious that I coughed up blood: "Master, no! This will destroy your foundation and hinder your ascension!" His fingertips brushed between my eyebrows, where my soul mark, which had traveled retrograde three times and was about to dissipate, was hidden there. "The first time I went retrograde, you died for me." "The second retrograde, you are crazy for me." "Jiang Jianxue," he called my name, his voice hoarse: "This time you made up a bunch of "filial piety" to deceive me, and you want to leave quietly again, right?" "You keep saying that there is no man in my heart." He pressed his palm against my lower back, "What about you?" "Retrograde three times, who are you pretending to be?" (This time he didn't want to believe any records, he just wanted to catch the liar in front of him.) —————— Three retrogrades, three deaths. I get closer to you every time, and I love you more every time. ——It's a pity that the little liar who talks so much about "filial piety" still refuses to admit it. Reading Guide 1V1｜HE｜Cold and Broken Immortal Lord × Tucao Du Weiwei Reader. In another form, they can also be a beautiful cat × a loyal dog, holding high the banner of cats and dogs! The text is in third person, classical and sand sculpture coexist. Small Theater Jiang Jianxue (failed to review): It shouldn't be! I am so filial that heaven and earth are moved! When did he find out? Volta Kite (Drinking Tea with Far Eyes): Probably from the first time you said "there is no man in your heart", what he was thinking about was not about ascension, but how to make you "all about him in your heart". Yu Qingshang (stepped out of the shadows and glanced lightly): His understanding is acceptable. Purpose: If love is exclusiveness and destruction, then what I believe in is to allow you pure freedom.