Feng Shao never thought that things like time travel would also fall on own.

He even didn't expect that after traveling for a long time, he would face the situation of freezing and starving to death.

Looking up at the sky covered by thick dark clouds, he subconsciously wrapped up the thin clothes on his body, and only wanted to scold the thief in his heart.

You dragged me from the modern society to this damn plane, I don't expect you to make me the son of destiny, but don't let me die as soon as I come up!

It has been five days since the time travel. After crossing, he found that he had turned into a little boy who was only twelve or thirteen years old, and there was nothing else on his body except a coarse sackcloth.

As for the environment, it is a world of ice and snow. Looking around, there is not a single family in sight for tens of kilometers around. It seemed that he was the only one left in the whole world, struggling to survive alone in this world.

In order to survive, Feng Shao had to start a hard trek in the snow.

He could no longer count how far he had traveled in this icy world, and the dark clouds in the sky that seemed to never go away and the never-ending howling snowstorm made it impossible for him to even use the sun to identify the direction. He could only calculate how many days had passed by the changes in the weather.

Due to the lack of food and clothing, he felt that the fire of his own life was on the verge of being extinguished. He was tired, hungry and sleepy, and the biting cold wind kept taking away the remaining heat from his body through his thin clothes.

He knew that he was reaching his limit.

Looking up at the sky, Feng Shao couldn't help smiling wryly.

I'm probably the fastest and worst time traveler in history, right?

A stagger under his feet made him fall down on the snow involuntarily. He struggled to get up, but his body that had not eaten for many days made him unable to stand at all.

Oh, that's it, I'm tired. If there is an afterlife, I hope to be reincarnated into a warm family.

As he was dying, he vaguely saw a figure walking in front of him. He couldn't see the whole figure of the figure clearly, and could only vaguely hear what the man said.

He said, "Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Feng Shao subconsciously replied in a low voice: "Then you...can you save me?"

"If you worship me as your teacher, I will save you."

"What if I don't ask you to be my teacher?"

"...I will still save you."

"Then I am willing to worship you as my teacher."

It was this short conversation that changed the fate of Feng Shao's life.

Later, Qing Yangzi, who has become the head of the Taiwei Sect, asked his big disciple this question: "If I said at that time that if you don't learn from the teacher, I won't save you, what would you do?"

Feng Shao replied: "Of course I'm apprentice! After all, I don't want to die!"

"But why do you still ask such a question?"

"Because I have to find out who my future master is."

"...is there any difference?"

"Of course there is a difference! If you don't save me if you don't ask for a teacher, it means that the master is a very utilitarian person. I will respect you and obey you like all disciples, but I will not worship you. And Sooner or later, I will stay away from you. Because I am worried that one day, Master will sell me."

"...Then what now?"

"I will always regard Taiwei Sect as my home, and Master as my relatives. Whatever Master wants to do, I will do it at all costs. If Master wants to carry Sect forward, then I will devote myself to it." Do your best to help Master fulfill this wish."

He said so.

It did the same.

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