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Chapter 20 Impossible, absolutely impossible (please collect and support)

The records so far only cover 200,000 years, and there is nothing before that. Any time beyond 200,000 years is not within the scope of the cultivation world's cognition.

The Si family has survived for more than 200,000 years?

Doesn't that mean Bao'er has also survived for more than 200,000 years?

A time formation that has survived for 200,000 years and survived in the last era is a joke!

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

People divide the cultivation world into two eras. Everything within 200,000 years is a known era, and everything before 200,000 years is an unknown era. They will use various descriptions to describe it.

Ancient times?

Many, many.

But without exception, they are all very sure that there is no survivor in these eras.

Everyone died, and their history and deeds were swept into the dust of time together.

If Bao'er survived from the unknown era in the past to the present, he will completely subvert everyone's cognition and completely rewrite the history of the moment.

How is this possible!

——Really, is it impossible?

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"Sister, can we go out and play tomorrow? I want to go out and play."

In the evening, Baoer said goodbye to Zhao Qinghan.

Baoer was very happy to see his sister. He replenished the energy of his sister that he lacked during this period. Although he was a little disappointed when he left, he was more and more looking forward to going out and playing with his sister tomorrow.

I wish tomorrow would come soon.

Zhao Qinghan sent Baoer away and went back to the room to lie on the bed.

According to her plan, she should continue to try to communicate with her "previous life" tonight, but when she recalled the expectant eyes that seemed to be glowing, a slight arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Just take a rest for a night and give yourself a holiday.

But. Close your eyes and fall asleep, open your eyes again, and see another room.

Is she.dreaming?

She hasn't dreamed for more than half a month, but she is dreaming again now?

Why so suddenly?

And what she saw was a little big. She looked down at her little hands.

Very good, she has become a child again.

At this time, a voice came.

"Qing'er, come quickly, look, this is my little brother."

She looked over and saw a woman whose face could not be seen lying on the bed in the room, and a man whose face could not be seen sitting beside her. Were they her parents in her previous life?

She was holding a baby in her arms.

I hadn't heard it just now, but now I heard it. The baby was crying loudly.

Very strong.

Is it the dream when Bao'er was just born?

She was still thinking, and her body was just moving.

The man bent down and brought her little brother in front of her.

He should have been born less than a day ago, not grown up yet, ugly, and crying.

Her first reaction was that he was not good-looking.

But she still reached out to touch him.

Then, the weak little hand grabbed her fingers.

Zhao Qinghan often dreamed of playing with her little brother when she was a child.

Sometimes it was in the pavilion, sometimes in the small pond and rockery.

This small courtyard was filled with their laughter.

But she had never dreamed of the scene of her little brother's birth.

Small, red, not very pretty.

But when the hand, which was smaller than hers, held her finger, her heart seemed to be filled with something, and she felt a satisfaction she had never felt before. Her heart beat very fast at this moment.

She thought.

This is my little brother.

The time in the dream flew fast, and the hungry little guy began to grow up.

From being held by her, to being almost as tall as her.

From chewing toes, to running all over the ground.

From babbling, to sister, sister.

It seemed that she had accompanied her little brother all the time.

Every minute and every second, there was her shadow.

This was the past.

And at the very end, she seemed to hear something in her ears.

Very faint, a little unclear, intermittent.

It seemed to be saying something like "be careful. Be careful."

When she opened her eyes, it was not yet daybreak. She didn't know what time it was, but she didn't want to fall asleep anymore, so she thought about meditating and practicing.

The four realms embrace the moon, which is the time to absorb the essence of the moon.

Just at this moment, the storage bag trembled slightly, and a mirror flew out of it and floated in front of her.

A figure whose appearance could not be seen clearly, wearing gorgeous clothes, appeared at a glance.

"Master?"

Zhao Qinghan was a little surprised. Why did the master look for her?

"Ah, Qinghan, how are you? Do you miss the master? The master misses you so much. I haven't contacted the master for such a long time, which makes the master worried."

Zhao Qinghan practiced the ruthless way, but her master was not.

The fairy of the Yaochi Terrace and Yuntai, let alone a sect, is well-known in the whole cultivation world, the five continents and four seas, the three paths and two clans.

There are few people in the world who have reached the ninth realm and half-stepped into the Tao.

She practiced the sword.

The world's number one female sword fairy.

Although she is a little... um, not very serious, her love for her disciples is real.

Zhao Qinghan is indifferent and calm to everyone, but her emotions fluctuate greatly when facing the master.

Half happy, half angry.

"Thank you for your concern, Master, but it's the middle of the night now, why don't you look for me in the daytime?"

"Haha, I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I went out to look at the moon and thought of you."

So you came to me in the middle of the night?

Forget it, Master has been unreliable more than once or twice, so I don't care.

However, before she opened her mouth, her master couldn't help but said.

"Disciple, Master has heard from those guys in Nangong Mansion that you have a younger brother from your previous life."

"How is he? What does he look like? Is he cute? How old is he? Has he practiced? Is he well-behaved? Is he as good-looking as you?"

"Ahhh, I didn't expect that my disciple would have a younger brother after going out. Do I have another disciple?"

"What kind of gift should I prepare? Clothes? Jewelry? Will it be too ordinary? Money? Spirit stones? Will it be too vulgar? How about I give myself to him?"

Zhao Qinghan: "."

Zhao Qinghan told himself, don't be angry, don't be angry, Master is like this, can't be angry.

"Master, that's my disciple. Be serious!"

"Master, how can you not be serious? Aren't you happy? Humph, the disciple has grown up and started to manage the master! No, Master is angry!"

You are not serious at all!

Zhao Qinghan sighed faintly

She paused for a moment, and said hesitantly: "Master, I just had a dream."

"I dreamed about the birth and growth of my younger brother Baoer."

"I don't know how to say it, is it 'she' who wants me to see the past, or I really experienced it myself."

"It's just that after reading it, I always feel a blockage in my heart."

She has never had this feeling before, and she can't describe it in words, but it fills her chest and makes her feel uncomfortable.

Yuntai Fairy was silent for a moment.