I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

Nanyang Kingdom.

Yunzhou, Baicheng.

There were bursts of reading sounds from the Baijia Private School, but under the sun in August, the reading sound was a little weak, and it was not as loud as the sound from the trees outside the window.

The eleven-year-old Bai Donglin half-closed his eyes, shook his head and followed him, his mind already flying to the clouds.

"I'm reincarnated."

"It's not the soul wear, it's not the body wear, it's directly reincarnated into the Bai family in Yunzhou!"

"It should be that the baby's body is too fragile to withstand my soul. It was only a few days ago that I gradually adapted, breaking the mystery of the womb and awakening the memory of the previous life."

As a member of the army of social animals, Bai Donglin was deeply influenced by good fortune in his previous life, coupled with his orphan's life experience, he was helpless, and he had to make more efforts to live with dignity.

High-intensity work has eliminated most recreational activities, and only reading novels has become his only pastime.

So he is very familiar with time-travel or something.

"That's not right. Could it be that the novels I've read for more than ten years are all lies? What about the golden finger?"

Bai Donglin put a hand on his chin and sighed, only those who have died once know how beautiful it is to live.

In my previous life, I got off work late at night and died of a strong white light. My soul was entangled in a pitch-black space. After traveling for a long time, I saw many incredible pictures, and it was not easy until I was reincarnated.

He didn't want to repeat the despair of loneliness and helplessness again!

Therefore, he is extremely eager to have all kinds of magical golden fingers, whether it is a grandfather ring or a funny system. As long as he can be made stronger, he will never die again!

Although this life is entrusted to a wealthy family and a playboy, he can spend his whole life comfortably, but now he is really afraid of death, even if it is old age!

This world is not an ordinary ancient world, it is a world with extraordinary powers. Based on what he has come into contact with, it is at least a demonic world. How wide the world is outside is not something he can understand now.

In such a world, old age and death might be an extravagant hope, not to mention that the Bai family is a hereditary general, and almost every child of the Bai family must experience the battle to kill the enemy.

Go into battle to kill the enemy, and the horse leather wraps the body.

As soon as one will succeed, how many people can really survive to the end on the battlefield? Especially in this world with extraordinary power, taking the head of an enemy general is just commonplace.

"Forget it, it's useless to think too much. I don't have a golden finger, and I still have knowledge from my previous life. Isn't it just a mortal start? I understand the process!"

In the afternoon, Bai Donglin slipped away quietly in his wild thoughts.

"Okay, let's go here today, let's go to school."

The gentleman on the podium shook his head and walked out of the academy. He was used to the behavior of this group of Bai family children.

In his words, this is a group of warriors, guys with muscles in their brains.

However, he also understands that the General's House has always respected martial arts and weak literature. If it wasn't for fear that illiterate generals would appear in the future and ruin the reputation of the Bai family, they would not have spent a lot of money to invite these gentlemen to teach.

He does not have high requirements for these students. At least he can read and hyphenate words, understand the art of warfare, and can't be a general. It's almost like being a buddy!

However, silver is really fragrant!

"Oh! After school!"

"Old eighth, eleventh, let's go to the martial arts field to see how to teach martial arts?"

"Go, go, go together."

"Little Thirteen, aren't you going with us?"

"I'm not going, I'm going back to the yard to feed the birds."

Bai Donglin rubbed his eyes, as if he had just woken up, and waved at the group of little kids in front of him and drove them away.

What's the use of just looking? He was still young and couldn't practice martial arts, and he only had hot eyes when he saw it.

With this skill, it is better to go back and take good care of the second brother's bird. I hope that this time the second brother returns from the sect and can give him some surprises.

Thinking of his second brother, Bai Donglin instantly became energized. He grew up listening to the legend of the second brother. The second brother with extraordinary talent joined the cultivator sect, and he was still the top ten sect in Nanyang!

The Nanyang Kingdom has a vast territory and a population of more than one billion. It is no less than a great country in the past. Presumably, the top ten sects must be very strong!

"It's certainly not easy for the Bai family to stand for thousands of years. The things that the training of the martial arts field shows may not be the bottom-line skills of the Bai family."

"As my main disciple, these things will come into contact sooner or later."

The Bai family has developed for thousands of years, and the population is naturally quite large. Not only people from the main line live in this general's mansion, but many disciples of the branch line also live here.

The children of the Bai family who inherited the title of general are the main line, and the rest are branch lines.

Although there are main branches, there is no distinction between superiors and inferiors. After all, the blood in the body cannot be faked, they are all family members.

Bai Donglin's father is the current general of Zhenguo, Bai Li, a man who suppressed the countries in the south.

Bai Donglin's mother in this life came from a humble background and was the eldest lady, that is, his aunt's dowry maid.

Although she is a maid, she is regarded as a sister by the eldest lady who grew up together.

Unfortunately, because of his weak constitution and never practicing martial arts, he died in childbirth after giving birth to Bai Donglin.

In this general's mansion, there is no bloody plot in the novels of the previous life, no evil servants who do evil, but they are all respectful to him.

There are no brothers and sisters to bully him, but because he is the youngest and has no mother since he was a child, they all care for him.

The eldest lady treats him like her own son!

"Am I not a protagonist template? But a dragon trick?"

There is no golden finger, and there is not even a cruel living environment, which makes Bai Donglin suspect that he is a dead man for a while. Later, he met the protagonist of destiny, gave him experience, gave him benefits, and finished his lunch.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that the future is bleak. I must contact and practice as soon as possible. Without a golden finger, I have to work hard on my own.

It's a pity that the Bai family stipulates that only when you are sixteen can you practice martial arts. If you practice martial arts too early, it will affect your development, and if you are serious, you will directly become disabled!

"The only thing I can do is to get the second brother to help. The top ten sects can't limit the age of martial arts! The second brother was picked up by an old Taoist when he was six years old."

"So, at present, all I can do is to raise the second brother's bird well. For the sake of my hard work in raising birds, it should be reasonable to give ten and eight magic tricks?"

The path to transcendence is so difficult. Without a guide, it would be as difficult to reach the world as it is to reach the sky.

No matter what, he will not give up the pursuit of extraordinary power. Only those who control power can control their own destiny.

He doesn't want to be mediocre in this life, he wants to control his own destiny!

The previous life died inexplicably, this life must live clearly!

Bai Donglin left the private school and climbed directly into the carriage parked at the door.

The Bai family's mansion occupies a very large area, and horse-drawn carriages are required to travel between the various courtyards.

"Go to my aunt."

"Okay, Thirteenth Young Master, sit down."