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The fourteenth year of Jiaping
Thirteen-year-old Wangshu went to Penglai alone to find his relatives with the token left by his mother. After going through all kinds of hardships to get into Penglai, Wangshu was not allowed to practice because he had no spiritual roots, so he had to work as the lowest-level sweeper.
The seventeenth year of Jiaping
Wang Shu learned that she was the daughter of the head of Penglai who was accidentally plotted and left behind in the world more than ten years ago when she was young, and that her head father already had a son and a daughter. The moment he was led into the Yunxiao Palace by the master, Wangshu thought that he had been wandering for half his life and finally had something to rely on, but who knew that everything was just his own foolish dream, and in the end, even his own life was hastily ended in Ji Dong at the age of nineteen.
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Wangshu was born as a mortal, born without spiritual roots, and has never been able to practice. In the world of immortality where the jungle is strong and the jungle is strong, he is at the bottom of the food chain. Even the errand boy at the outer gate would sigh: So what if the head's daughter can't even do the most basic thing of drawing Qi into the body, and it only takes decades.
It wasn't until that cold winter that the young man who went out for training came back, but with injuries all over his body, Wang Shu's spiritual roots were brought back.
Wang Shu: It's such a pity that I have to end my short nineteen-year life before I have learned how to cultivate with my spiritual roots.
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Thirteen years old again.
Wangshu: Humph! Let's settle the grudges from the previous life slowly! [Hold a grudgeJPG.]
Jiang Zhuyue: Your enemy is my enemy!
The heroine is white and black, she is not as innocent as she appears!
Intention: Sincerity for sincerity