He Lianxiao, the greatest disciple of Qinglan Immortal of Canglan Sect and the greatest swordsman in the world, was struck to death by lightning on the day of his ascension.
Bad luck? No. Someone didn't want him to live.
Two hundred years later, he was reincarnated into a northern long-tailed tit, which was fluffy and round. After the transformation, his height shrank so much that he couldn't even hold chopsticks. As soon as he woke up, he was kidnapped by passers-by and sold. Fortunately, his old friend Cen Ziyan redeemed him for twenty taels. In order to hide his identity, he became a member of the Kunwu Sect under the pseudonym "Quixiao" and tried his best to play the role of a well-behaved and obedient young disciple - he no longer staggered when he walked and spoke smoothly, and even called "Senior" when he saw He Jixue, his nemesis in his previous life.
As a result, He Jixue looked at him more and more strangely.
He Lianxiao: I pretend to be pretty good, right? He shouldn't be able to recognize it, right?
He Jixue: ...(The person I have been looking for for two hundred years is right in front of me, and I have to pretend that I don't know him. My fingers are about to crush the cuffs of my sleeves)
More than one old friend reunited in the secret realm. The wealthy alchemist who funded the secret realm, the hard-spoken and soft-hearted leader of the Canglan Sect, and the mysterious cultivator who could easily pull out spiritual objects from the ghost world—all of them were secretly looking for the same answer: What happened to that thunder?
——One thinks that he is secretly in love, and the other thinks that the other person does not recognize him. The two-way secret love two hundred years later began with a chance encounter in a secret realm.
Intention: No intention