After overcoming the tribulation and being struck by lightning, she was reincarnated: She returned a

At the beginning of the twenty-fourth year of the Yuan Dynasty, the spring was cold and the ice on the river in Huangzhuang on the outskirts was still as hard as iron.

"Ha!" Jing Li patted her mouth, heat flashing across her eyes.

The cold wind in front of her made her body tremble unconsciously.

This kind of weather is perfect for lying in bed and sleeping.

She couldn't understand how these people could endure it so strongly despite being so thinly dressed.

Jingli looked at the young lady from the Hou Mansion's left side, whose face was so pale with cold that she could still smile sweetly, and from her right side, she saw that the young master from the Prime Minister's Mansion's face was so pale that he could still maintain his graceful demeanor with a folding fan.

She couldn't help but lament that anyone with such resilience should be forced to practice Taoism.

"Nuan Nuo, they all say that the plum blossom forest in the Imperial Manor is one of a kind, and what I saw today is indeed extraordinary."

The girl next to her is Zhao Qingyan, the apple of the eye of the palace, who is also the princess like her.

However, she was a serious relative of the emperor, and her father was the emperor's younger brother, while she was just a poor child without a father or a mother.

"It's quite beautiful, and you can still smell blood in the air."

She didn't know how many bones had been buried under the plum forest. Jingli shrank and hid her face in the cloak, wishing that her whole body would be stuffed into the thick fox fur. She hated her sensitive sense of smell.

"Huh?" Zhao Qingyan didn't hear clearly and turned to look at her.

"Nothing." Jingli leaned against the pillar and fell asleep.

"Huannuo, if I don't ask you to leave the mansion, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay in the princess's mansion all year round."

Zhao Qingyan stopped admiring the scenery and started staring at Jingli instead.

"If you don't call me by my nickname, we will still be good friends."

Jingli really couldn't stand this nickname, but unfortunately she couldn't give it up.

She couldn't bear the nicknames given by her deceased parents.

"婂婂, 婂婂, 婂婂."

The cute little girl is not annoying even if she is noisy.

Zhao Qingyan has been hanging out with her since she was a child.

Jing Li once curiously asked her why she didn't play with other girls in the boudoir and only looked for her. Sometimes she even stayed with him to meditate in the yard for a whole day.

"Because they are too ugly and not as beautiful as you." These were her exact words.

Jing Li choked, she didn't expect this girl to be so pretty.

She couldn't help but be distracted by the fact that there were many monks in the world of cultivation who had outstanding looks. They came out to hang out only for their realm.

"Hey, this is not Princess Anping. It's really a honor to come and meet with me today."

This voice was very embarrassing to hear, and the words were full of sarcasm.

Jing Li didn't even need to raise her eyes to know who it was. It was Princess Jiao, whom she had not dealt with since childhood.

In order to avoid being picked on, Jing Li and Zhao Qingyan stood up to greet them, their movements flawless.

Zhao Jiao said something boring, Jing Li and Zhao Qingyan must be the two weirdest people today, wearing thick cloaks and hiding in the pavilion eating and drinking.

She glanced at the few refreshments left on the table and said, "You two should restrain yourself and eat a lot."

"Cousin, we two can't get fat."

Zhao Qingyan grinned innocently.

Zhao Jiao's face froze for a moment, "This princess has gone elsewhere."

She felt that these two people were simply poisonous.

"Huannuo, let me tell you, not long ago my eldest brother came back with a letter."

Jingli: "Yeah."

"Huannuo, it turns out that the immortal cultivators also have seven emotions and six desires."

Jingli: "Yeah."

"Huannuo, my eldest brother told me that the eighth disciple of the Hunyuan Sect failed to survive the tribulation and died, but her cave was guarded by a respected person to prevent the treasure from falling into the hands of others."

Jing Li was indifferent and narrowed his eyes: "Yeah."

She had heard about this before, and she was quite moved at that time. She didn't know which of her senior brothers and sisters was calming her down.

Zhao Qingyan slapped the table, "Now there's a reversal."

"Brother told me that the Venerable is the Taoist companion of the Eighth Disciple. No wonder he has been guarding her cave for a day and refused to leave."

"There are such infatuated people in the world of cultivation."

Zhao Qingyan was yearning for it and couldn't help but fantasize.

And Jingli:...

She has a Taoist companion, how come she doesn't know about it.

She said she had a nose and eyes, and she even doubted herself.

"It might be fake. You haven't seen it with your own eyes."

Jingli could only weakly defend his innocence in his previous life.

"What my elder brother told me can still be false."

"It's a pity that this fairy failed to overcome the tribulation and died."

Zhao Qingyan shook her head and said, "Huanhua, it would be great if we have the opportunity to enter the world of cultivation."

"Brother told me that the world of cultivation is really fun, but it's a pity that outsiders are not allowed in our sect, otherwise we could be brought in to learn more."

Jing Li couldn't help but recall that his purpose for hundreds of years in his past life was to practice cultivation. Even if he went out, it was just for cultivation. Is there any fun in the world of cultivation? None.

For her, there is only lonely practice.

Those who have been cheated: Haha...

"婂婂, 婂婂."

Jingli came back to her senses and focused her eyes on the face of the cute little girl in front of her.

"Shh, Huan Nuo, I feel like your breath is going to disappear."

Zhao Qingyan let out a long sigh.

Jingli lamented that being born with a pure yin body was just different.

This kind of people have extraordinary physiques, and if they are destined to enter the Tao, they will be like a monk.

But the co-existing danger is that such people can easily be targeted by crooked ways and kidnapped to be used as furnaces.

Shaking her head, she thought that Jingli had one goal in this life, which was to eat, drink and enjoy life.

She just wanted to experience the blessing that she had not enjoyed in her previous two lives.