After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

How much pain does a person have to experience in this life before he can break through the cocoon and become a butterfly?

Zheng Wan didn't know.

All she knows is that her little bug in the dirt is about to be stuck to death, her shell is too thick and heavy, and the pain when she shed it seems to thwart her bones and ashes.

Zheng Wan has been nurtured since he was a child. Wherever he has suffered this kind of crime, he can only stand firm and not let himself dizzy, crying and chanting to eat the golden naan cakes, jasmine cakes, candied dates in the Zhenpu shop...

Mother-in-law Jin amusedly listened to her singing words like the shopkeeper in the restaurant, she only thought that this person was also very interesting.

It’s not like those strong female cultivators in the monastic world, who like to gritt their teeth without saying a word. After suffering, they have to be known by others, and when they know it, they must be responsible for blowing and coaxing, but it is just such a charming person who also supports it. For most of the day, I didn't faint and didn't call a stop.

It's because her heart is like a rock, and she couldn't help but coaxed:

"Don't cry, there will be jujube cakes in a while."

"I also want to eat golden naan bread."

Zheng Wan said with tears in his eyes, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind. After a while, he said again, "There is also jade and white jade soup."

"Yes, you can go back and talk to your Aye Aniang."

"What you said, just wait a while."

Zheng Wan sobbed.

It's a pity that Mrs-in-law lied to her.

This so-called "a while" actually means "a while" until the sunrise in the east in the early morning of the next day.

"The moon is flowing, the sun is shining and the fire is one yin and one yang. It matches this place, calm down, and continue to sit cross-legged."

Zheng Wan only felt that countless barbed iron awls followed Mother Jin’s “matching” word, and they swiftly closed, but his spirit was tired and tired. He wanted to find a place to sleep right away, even more. Sitting with her knees crossed, she felt the first breath of fresh air between the heavens and the earth, following the instructions of Granny Jin.

"... Breath, breathe, relax, forget all your worries, just remember this day, this place, this lake..."

Mother-in-law Jin's voice faded away.

Zheng Yu felt that the whole world was lit up, and the world changed its appearance in her eyes. She saw that the world was filled with gray things like cotton wool. Only before lightning strikes the woods is it clean.

Cui Wang once said that the mortal qi is heavy and it is not suitable for cultivation. This is probably the turbid qi.

She continued to spit out, and she saw faint spots of light floating in, gold, blue, blue, red, yellow... They were holding hands, spinning around her, and after a while, again Drifted away.

Zheng Wan was a little anxious.

She could figure out a little bit, this is the vitality of heaven and earth, the vitality is stored in the body, and it becomes the vitality, but these vitality does not blend with her, floating around.

"Concentrate!"

Zheng Wan hurriedly closed her mind, and gradually, she forgot everything, even herself.

She saw a transparent but faintly blue light spot, slightly lighter than the blue spot just now, they were connected in series, scrambling to drill into her body.

Zheng Wan felt that she was being soaked in a piece of warm soup, and she opened her eyes blankly after a whistle came.

"Mrs. Jin?"

Mother-in-law Jin said "Huh".

"You originally belonged to the root of water, but it's probably because the essence of Lanqin Runjing is too rare, plus the terrain-half a life and half death, half Yin and half Yang, and your enemy spent a lot of rare materials Boiling bones with you in the soup will make your bones mutate suddenly."

Zheng Wan knew only a little bit and asked:

"What variation?"

"Bing Yuangen." Seeing that she didn't understand, Mother-in-law Jin explained, "The cultivators are uniquely endowed by nature and occupy only one or two thousand people, but most of these one and two miles are made of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and five elements. Puyuangen, above Puyuangen, there are five kinds of rare roots, namely Fengyuangen, Leiyuangen, Bingyuangen——"

"The cultivation of these three kinds of rare roots takes a little longer than the ordinary general roots, but these roots can often defeat the enemy in battles of the same tier. What's more, when breaking through the jade formation realm and the wonderful magic realm, they are different. You will get a talented little supernatural power, and a talented great supernatural power. The beauty of it is to wait for you to know about the enemy in the future."

Zheng Wan was already fainted, but when he heard that Bing Yuangen was better than ordinary Yuangen, he was beaming again immediately.

"I'm the master now?"

"No more, no less, just one hundred holes. It will save you many years of water milling effort, but you still need to step by step to accumulate vitality. Girl, congratulations, formally enter the road of cultivators, the first state of cultivators, enter the yuan ."

Mother-in-law Jin's voice suddenly became solemn:

"The monks of my generation fight for fate with the heavens, all laws are natural, there are those who walk in the sky, and there are those who rebel against the sky. The ways are different, and the ways can be connected. Only the two words need to be remembered, the original heart."

Zheng Yu seemed to understand, but he felt that the road ahead was smooth, facing the rising red sun in the sky, his smile turned into a flower.

"Bing Yuan root cultivation method, mother-in-law really doesn't have it here, but the cultivators who enter the Yuan realm always rely on laying the foundation. The tall buildings are built on the ground. The more solid the foundation, the less likely it will be to travel later..."

Although Zheng Wan didn't quite understand it, it didn't prevent her from memorizing all the words of the mother-in-law Jin, and finally heard her say three words, "Gui Yuan Jing."

"Dao Dao Gui Yuan, this is a treasure treasured by her mother-in-law for thousands of years, and most people don't give it to her."

Just as it was written in the book, "The fairy touches my head, and the hair will endure for longevity." Zheng Yu only felt that the spiritual platform was cleared, and there was something more in his mind. This feeling is extremely mysterious—

Turning to the book in my mind, the first page reads, "The main road is back to the Yuan, I will search for it up and down."

Zheng Yu did not know why, but he shed tears.

With such exhaustion and hesitation, she actually didn't feel any pain. This was the tear, but she couldn't stop it without any reason. One by one, she rolled down and was shining brightly by the sun.

"I want to eat golden naan bread."

She said.

Granny Jin smiled, not far away, the new King Ren Ji stared blankly, only thinking that the person bathed in the sun was really more beautiful than he had exhausted all his imagination.

After half a year, Mother-in-law Jin finally found the gate.

And Zheng Wan's entry into the Yuan realm has long been stable.

She had made preparations in advance, met with Princess Rong Yiting and Lord Rong Yiting, and said goodbye to the right, and then once again dragged her family to Meiyuan——

Granny Jin looked around for a while, and finally found out that the world gate was hidden under the Lisi soup.

The undefeated plum blossom is also due to a trace of vitality from outside the gate.

"Wang Niang, don't lie to me."

Zheng Wan took Aye, Aniang, and a broken-armed King Ji, and the four gathered around Lisi Tang, preparing to cast into the lake when the gate was weakest at midnight.

On the faces of the Wang family and the prince, there was obviously a trace of anxiety.

"His Royal Highness, don't worry, Wan Niang will not leave you behind."

Zheng Wan admits that he is vain, greedy and bad-hearted, but he is only a little good, that is, dealing with people and never denying him. Of course, she doesn't care if the other party denies it.

The surrounding Gyeonggi and Habayashi were distracted.

It was dark at night, and only the cicadas were heard. It was late autumn and the sky was already cold, but it was still warm here. He heard Zheng Yu's "jump", and the four of them held hands and fell straight into the pond.

Just as Zheng Wan input the pitiful little bit of vitality, the originally quiet pond began to bubble, forming a huge whirlpool.

In less than ten breaths, the four people in the lake were gone.

Feng Bai shook the crown of the tree in a calm night, and everything returned to its original state.

On the other side, the four of Zheng Wan were thrown onto a piece of yellow ground in a awkward manner, and the skirt that had just been soaked was completely free of water stains.

Zheng Zhai patted his robe and stood up, looking at the towering city wall and the two white marble pillars not far away. From time to time, the cultivators in fairy clothes, the imperial sword, and the imperial beast fell to the ground, passing the white marble pillars one by one. Into the city.

Father Zheng's eyes seemed to be illuminated:

"Really, seriously..."

When he turned his head, there were tears of old tears: "Wang Yu, my generation, I really don't know the breadth of the sun and the moon!"

At this moment, a stream of hung feathers suddenly rose from the ground behind him, whizzed towards the sky, and disappeared from sight in a short while.

Zheng Wan felt familiar, but saw a child suddenly appeared next to him, without looking at others, rushing straight like a calf:

"Little fairy, come to participate in the selection of our new disciple of the Zixia Sect?"

She opened her mouth and didn't answer, but she didn't know where a white-shirted boy appeared again, with a beautiful appearance, and when she lifted the boy up, she was a tumbler, and rushed to Zheng Wan:

"Little fairy, Zixia Sect is not successful, if you come to my Shuiyun Gate, you will surely allow the little fairy to enter the inner gate and learn advanced techniques!"

Zheng Wan watched the two fighting each other, and asked curiously:

"New disciple selection? What is this?"

"Huh? The fairy doesn't know? In two months, it will be the election of the sect. I will open the sect and recruit new disciples!"