World setting
The hometown of Wuzhou is the world of Jiuzhou; a hundred thousand souls are one world.
Buhan City
Daughter of Hanzhou, please don't suffer. Behind you, the people of a state and the soldiers of a city died for their country... "But I didn't die..." She originally thought that she would destroy her family to save her family, and her name would be passed down to future generations. As a result, he survived and heard that Hanzhou Mu had defected to the enemy and treason along the way, and then he realized that the family he was raising was not this family.
Her father was a public official, and her mother was a county monarch. They were both born into noble families, and had a noble family. They had been together for seventeen years, and they had one son and two daughters. The eldest son and younger daughter both studied literature and lived in Beijing with their mother.
She and her father were stationed in Hanzhou, serving as the general to guard the main city. The winter fire of Buhan City burned all the people in the city on the 21st, but she was not dead and was disfigured. From now on I live only for revenge, from now on I live only for ending this troubled world.
As for why she didn't die, we have to start from the beginning. When she was young, her father was a handsome man who was well-known in Beijing. It's a pity that later on, the reputation became bad. I kept an outhouse at home, but I didn't hide it or avoid it from the whole family, causing a lot of fuss. Later, this outer chamber severely injured five of the pillars of the national defense and fled back to the outside world. One of them died on the spot, and the other was completely disabled.
The eldest daughter left behind by the demon from outside the realm should have been killed, but the worshipers unanimously decided to throw her into the demon-suppressing tower. They told her everything, and even listened to the love between her parents while Jie Jie smiled strangely. What girl really dares to come to the capital of the emperor of the human world? There are twenty immortal-killing crossbows in the capital. Unfortunately, none of them worked that day, so my father changed the strings in advance. The emperor was furious and wanted to kill him, but the fourth generation of his family, his grandfather, and his father were willing to be reduced to exile and would never enter the capital. In exchange for his life, he not only survived, but also lived well. He was knighted again, and he was still a commoner. Maybe it was because he poured oil well that the emperor and the ministers listened to him scolding his ex-girlfriend in the court as a reserved part. Similar to "No matchmaker, no appointment, no elders to witness, because..." Her spiritual consciousness is very close to human beings. She can listen to the voice of a thousand miles at the age of six, and she has listened to it since she was a child.
After she came out of the Demon Suppression Tower, hey, not only was she fine, but her cultivation level had grown a lot. Ji Wujiu, the great worshiper, felt that he had escaped from seclusion, and pierced the spiritual platform with his sword, piercing her brain. Black smoke-like souls were seen flowing out from the cracks and spreading upwards. The great worshipers guarded her for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, and the black smoke-like souls were strangled as soon as they gathered together.
Forty-nine days later, her eyes became lifeless, a vertical hole opened in the spiritual door of the spiritual platform, her vitality was almost gone, and the great worshiper left. Her father's wife, the daughter of the county prince, ran to her with a small body and looked at her. She lay beside the royal road unable to move, not even her eyes. The courtiers going to and from the court could still see them from a distance. The little girl knelt down beside her, holding her little finger and crying. Her soul moved, it was broken to pieces, the part that belonged to the human being. Because of this childish cry, she suddenly had the consciousness of "I", "Who am I? Where am I? Why am I here? Who is this child lying next to me crying?" Then she had a perception, white sky, yellow earth, and then a vague concept: This is beside the Royal Road of Tianjie, why is there no one lying here to collect the body? Isn't this transgression? Or is it because the emperor hasn't been out recently so it won't bother him? The "self-consciousness" gathered bits and pieces by relying on hundreds of questions and insults to the dog emperor, and drifted back to her spiritual platform where magnetism and wind leaked out. It felt like being trapped in this body to see the world. We can only see with our eyes and hear with our ears, and the things around us cannot be perceived by our spiritual consciousness. Is this the human perspective?
She looked at the little girl standing guard by her side, refusing to reply no matter how hard she tried to persuade her. If she was taken away, she would burst into tears. Three days later, a slave built a small shed and squatted next to her, eating gold-threaded jujube cakes. She was covered in scum, just like her soul that had been shattered into pieces. The little girl was probably bored, so she said while knitting a bracelet, "Sister, sister, when you get better, I'll bring it with you." In the past few days, toys, cakes, and even a nanmu bed have been brought here, and it seems that they won't go home until she is alive.
Because of these words of sister, my scattered soul drifted across famous mountains and rivers, saw all kinds of things in the world, gradually gained consciousness, remembered herself, slipped back to her spiritual platform again and again, and formed a soul again. The difference is that this time it is a human soul that has not been gathered together since it was shattered by that sword. The demon soul was shattered N times after it was gathered together. Before leaving, the great worshipper cracked a transparent bubble-like ball with her bare hands. I don't know what magical method she used. The demon souls reunited and gathered in her ball.
Thirty-two days later, the powder formed into pieces, the pieces formed into pieces, and the pieces formed into lumps, and then floated back together and joined together. Hey, she was alive again. Counting the 49 days when the great sacrifice was made to crush her soul, it was exactly 81 days.
Ji Wujiu may have felt that her life should not be cut off, so he took her as his disciple, ordered her to use her body as a weapon, and ordered her to spend the rest of her life guarding the country. He nailed her soul to the immortal pillar, enshrined the life lamp on the lotus platform, and became the immortal protector of the country.
She is the youngest Protector Pillar Immortal in Dali, just replacing the one her mother killed. She is a green lotus in the last days.
Mission: Home of the Five Continents, Nine States and the World; One Hundred Thousand Souls, One World