After twelve years of hard study, Lin Yan studied harder than anyone else.
She was immediately silenced when the results of the college entrance examination were released.
Former classmates are blooming all over the place, one is getting 985, another is getting 211, each one has a shining future.
She was the only one who worked hard and returned home as an ordinary undergraduate.
Looking up at the night sky late at night, Lin Yan looked up to the sky with grief and anger and shouted:
"Did I burn the Jade Emperor's memorial? God wants to target me like this! What did I do wrong?"
Ask God, but God will not answer.
Ask for land, but the land will not care.
The next second, everything went dark - she had traveled through time.
She landed in the Qingwei Sword Sect by air and became a junior sister whose presence in the outer sect is almost equal to that of air.
He had ordinary spiritual roots and mediocre qualifications. He was thrown into a crowd of disciples and no one could be seen in the blink of an eye.
Lin Yan held his forehead and sighed: Is it a waste of time to write my 12-year paper?
In her previous life, she worked hard to take the college entrance examination, and in this life, she turned around and took the exam to become a celestial being. God was sure that she would endure the hardship, right?
The infighting among peers within the sect is equally cruel.
The talent of others cheats, and he can break through the realm after half a day of meditation. He is appreciated by the master, and the elders compete to accept him as a disciple. The journey is smooth and smooth, and he rises step by step.
For others, upgrading was like taking a high-speed train, but when it was Lin Yan's turn, his advancement was as slow as a snail crawling along a dirt road, with no talent buffs and no surprises hitting his head.
Everyone laughed at her for overestimating her abilities.
"A mortal body is worthy of dreaming of climbing to the top?"
"Just live peacefully, little junior sister. First of all, it's not your turn."
Xie Heng, the senior brother above the clouds, is the most dazzling swordsman genius in the entire sect.
At first he didn't pay attention to this little junior sister struggling in the dust.
Until the competition between sects and the secret realm of life and death.
Looking at the girl, her body was covered with scars from the fall, but she clenched the sword in her hand again and again.
If talent is lacking, make up for it with sweat;
Opportunities are rare, so we risk our lives.
The junior sister is not blessed with a unique destiny, but she wants to earn a name that is unparalleled in the world.
She never wanted anyone's protection and pity.
Even if he is born as a mortal, he still has to hold the sword and strive to be the best in the world.
Intention: long-term success
