Transmigrated into ancient literature and killed the male protagonist to succeed

Chapter 212 Heaven is Unkind, I Will Take My Own Responsibility (8)

Nan Yue did lose some of her memory, but apart from her own name, she still remembered some things, as if they were engraved in her soul...

For example, there were martial arts secrets, and the meditation techniques that inexplicably appeared in her mind when she could no longer control the anger in her heart and was about to explode.

In addition, there are several mysterious cultivation secrets.

However, Nan Yue was very cautious. At the beginning, she was busy making money, practicing martial arts and getting familiar with this strange world.

Until more than a month ago, she had made some progress in martial arts. At least, since she came to Hongye City, no one saw her as a young country girl and bullied her, and they were all quite polite to her. All of this was earned through force.

After buying a small house in Hongye City, she tried to take some time out every night to practice...

She tried several cultivation methods and finally chose the one that was most suitable for this world, could resonate with the spiritual energy of this world, and was also the one with the fastest and smoothest cultivation speed.

The dead tree root was shocked, "One month?! You are not lying to me!"

The power of turning off and lighting lights is really not worth mentioning, it can only perform a magic trick.

But she has only been practicing for a month!
You know, for those immortals in heaven with noble bloodlines, one month of practice is not enough to get started.

Based on her talent and progress in cultivation, maybe... after hundreds or thousands of years, she might really be able to fight the devil.

But it's a pity...

The dead tree root sighed, and his voice became deeper. "Magic power alone is not enough, you also need to have an immortal record."

Nan Yue was a little confused, "What is the Immortal Record?"

The withered tree root patiently explained to her, "To put it simply, your name is in the heavens. If you are not a fairy, and you rely on your own cultivation to become powerful, and attract the attention of the immortals, I am afraid that before you can deal with the devil, the immortals will first treat you as a demon."

Nan Yue pursed her lips and said, "Does this mean I have to enter the heaven first?"

"You have to become an immortal." said the dead tree root.

Nan Yue frowned and thought. According to it, it seems that one cannot become an immortal just by practicing. So where did those immortals in heaven come from?
"Today's immortals in the celestial world are all descendants of the ancient immortals. Their talents are getting weaker with each generation. They don't concentrate on their cultivation, nor do they care about the world. All they do is form cliques and fight for power and profit every day. They are also obsessed with petty love affairs. There is really nothing good about them." The dead tree roots couldn't help but complain to her.

Even the goddess is unreliable.

Nan Yue was stunned. She didn't expect the answer to be so simple.

Then the immortals in heaven are no different from mortals, except that they have good births.

The question is, how can she enter the heaven?

"How did the ancient immortals come here?" Nan Yue suddenly asked a strange question.

Only the Dragon God and the Phoenix God were born with heaven and earth, so the ancient immortals were definitely not of bloodline.

The dead tree root was stunned for a moment, and answered honestly: "I don't really know about this..."

After all, it had not been long since he became an immortal. After his original body, a spiritual tree in heaven, gained intelligence, it took him two thousand years to cultivate into a human form. He stayed in heaven as an immortal for only three hundred years before he fled to the mortal world in disgrace as he was labeled a sinful immortal because he offended someone.

Maybe, he is no longer on the immortal list.

The cultivation methods of their Spirit Tree Clan are all inherited. The dead tree roots recalled in their consciousness for a long time, and suddenly grasped a trace of memory.

He said hurriedly: "But I heard that mortals can actually ascend to heaven..."

Then, it hesitated again, "I have never seen an immortal ascend to heaven, so I don't know if it is true or not."

"No matter whether it's true or not, just give it a try." Nan Yue asked him again: "How can I ascend to heaven?"

"Legend has it that one must not only have a strong cultivation base, but also accumulate enough merit and faith. When the time comes, one can ascend to become an immortal."

It doesn't know the exact amount of merit, but just thinking about it will tell you that it is definitely not easy.

"Okay! I'll find a way to accumulate merit tomorrow!"

The girl stood up quickly and made the decision.

"What are you capable of? Have you asked for my opinion?" the dead tree roots shouted.

"Almost forgot……"

Nan Yue pulled down the purse from her waist, poured out the silver coins inside, then grabbed the dead tree root and stuffed it into the purse.

She patted her purse and said, "Just stay in there and practice well." "Don't go too far!" A weak voice came from inside, filled with anger.

"There are many things I don't understand, so of course I need to ask the seniors for advice."

Her words "senior" calmed the dead tree root down a lot.

As a spiritual tree, it is kind by nature, otherwise it would not stand up to protect the villagers even though it knows it cannot defeat the devil.

Although it regretted it afterwards, it would still make the same choice if given another chance.

"Besides, Senior, don't you have any anger in your heart? Why don't you make a bet with me?"

Although he couldn't see her expression, the dead tree roots could hear the firmness and confidence in her tone.

How can there be no air?
It was quiet for a while.

It compromised, "Okay, let me make it clear first, don't count on me. I have lost all my cultivation now and I can't even protect myself."

"I know, senior, just practice with peace of mind."

The girl was very polite now.

The dead tree roots stopped talking and began to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy to practice...

……

Early the next morning.

As soon as Nan Yue left the room, Chunzhi came up to her. She had been worried the whole night and hadn't slept much.

"Girl, I've bought breakfast and cooked some porridge."

Nan Yue hummed, "Thank you for your hard work."

The two of them were sitting in the courtyard.

Nan Yue took the bun and ate it bite by bite, looking the same as usual.

Chunzhi, however, felt a little hungry and hesitated to speak.

Just as she was ready to ask.

A silver ingot suddenly appeared in front of him.

Nan Yue spoke first, "Chun Zhi, I am leaving Hongye City and will not continue my business. You have worked hard these days. Take this money and go home."

Hearing Nanyue say this, Chunzhi looked at her in shock, "Girl, what happened?"

Everything was fine until yesterday.

The girl went home and brought all her family members to Hongye City. She even found teachers for her younger brothers and sisters and waited for them to come to attend school.

Although the girl didn't say it, she could tell that she was happy and looking forward to it.

In the end, the girl's family didn't come, so why did the girl suddenly leave too...

"Miss, has something happened at home? I have saved some money and can help you out first."

Chunzhi is a young girl who has just come of age. She likes being a maid here at Nanyue very much. Not only does she not force her to sign a contract to sell her body, she also never acts like a master when interacting with her on a daily basis.

She is capable, can read, do business, and knows a little martial arts. Chunzhi admires her very much.

When the shop first opened, some bullies came to cause trouble, and the girl handled them all by herself.

Nan Yue's eyes softened a little at her concern, but she was still firm, "It's not about money. I have something I have to do."

Since the girl had her own things to do, Chunzhi did not try to keep her. She knew that the girl would not change her decision, but she just couldn't bear to let her go.

With tears in her eyes, she asked, "Will that girl come back?"

Probably won't come back...

Nan Yue didn't say anything to hurt her feelings, but just said: "You keep the silver. Unless you are at your wit's end, don't sign a contract to sell yourself to a rich family as a maid, understand?"

Chunzhi sniffed, "I know, not every master is as good as the girl."