Rebirth in the 1980s: Xiaoxiao's road to becoming a top student

After exiting the sea of ​​consciousness, Yan Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and calmed down. It had been a long time since she last saw her master and she missed him terribly.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" the child asked cautiously.

Yan Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment, "Do you want to follow me?"

"Yeah!" The child nodded quickly.

It's not impossible to accept him for the sake of the master.

“If you really want to follow me, it’s not impossible, but you have to merge with my space, just like the space over there.

Once you merge with me, you must recognize me as your master. Are you willing?"

The child nodded affirmatively without hesitation, "I am willing, this is my only way to survive.

In less than ten years, the spiritual energy in this secret realm will be exhausted, and then I will just disappear."

How could Yan Xiaoxiao not know?

It was because I knew this that I brought this little squirrel into my space, and I also wanted to give it a chance.

Yan Xiaoxiao took the child out of the space. Without the support of the spiritual energy in the space, the little boy instantly turned back into the appearance of a little squirrel.

"Squeak!" The little squirrel was anxious. He had not had time to merge, nor had he recognized his master!

Yan Xiaoxiao rubbed its little head and said, "Don't worry, let's go to the stage and read the book first."

The little squirrel didn't know what he was thinking about. He squatted on Yan Xiaoxiao's shoulder and calmed down.

Yan Xiaoxiao walked up step by step. With every step she took, the stairs behind her disappeared. When she reached the top of the mountain and looked back, there was only a vast expanse of white behind her and she could not see the way she came at all.

There was a raised stone pillar on the platform in front of him. It was smooth and flat, with a book on it.

There was a faint glow on the book, and only when I got closer could I see the words on it clearly - the Book of Heaven

Huh? Her first thought was to laugh. It really was a heavenly book. It broadened her horizons!

Yan Xiaoxiao reached out to take it, and suddenly her heart began to beat fast.

The little squirrel squeaked and jumped away.

She hurriedly withdrew her hand, but it was too late. A bolt of lightning as thick as a finger fell from the sky and struck her directly.

Yan Xiaoxiao's whole body stiffened and she fell to the ground.

Is this what it feels like to be struck by lightning? Why do I feel so light? It's like I took something.

Of course she had never touched that thing, but she had heard that it was something that made people feel euphoric and could never be quit.

His body felt light and weightless, as if he was floating in the air like an immortal.

Floating in the air? Yan Xiaoxiao looked down and saw that her feet were indeed off the ground.

Oh my god, she really floated!

No, suddenly her pupils dilated, then, who is that person lying on the ground?

She looked very familiar and was dressed the same as herself. The little squirrel called anxiously beside her.

She walked forward and tried to push the hair away from the woman's face, but found that her hand had passed through her face.

After another moment of shock, Yan Xiaoxiao realized that the person on the ground was her. Ah, the person on the ground was herself!

She screamed in her heart, was she struck by lightning and her soul left her body?

Yan Xiaoxiao touched her face in surprise and flew around in the air excitedly.

That's right, she was excited. She had never had this kind of out-of-body experience before.

In the past, I used spiritual consciousness, which is different from the current state of soul leaving the body. The current feeling is more ethereal.

After flying for a while, she stood in front of the book again and reached out to take it.

It was just a subconscious action. When I stretched out my hand, I remembered my current spiritual state. The feeling of my hand touching the book was actually real.

Yan Xiaoxiao was slightly stunned, then tried to pick up the book again. At the same time, she was on guard, fearing that lightning would strike again from the sky.

Only this time it was quiet and nothing happened.

Holding the book, she looked up at the sky, but it was all white and she could not see anything. She lowered her head again and opened the book in her hand. In an instant, her consciousness was sucked in.

After seeing the scene clearly, Yan Xiaoxiao turned around and ran. This was actually the center of the battlefield.

There are so many people on both sides, and she is standing in the middle. Isn't that courting death?

As soon as she turned around, attacks were launched from both sides. There was no bloody scene as imagined, but instead all kinds of spells were flying.

Yan Xiaoxiao had nowhere to hide and could only watch as a huge fireball came towards her.

God will kill me!

Yan Xiaoxiao could no longer dodge at this time and could only watch the fireball fall on her.

There was no pain as expected.

The fireball passed through her body and continued to fly forward before exploding among the crowd of people wearing black armor.

Yan Xiaoxiao just stared at her body, without any damage at all.

Standing there in confusion, another water ball exploded next to her. Yan Xiaoxiao once again watched the aftermath of the explosion pass through her body and blow away the person who happened to be walking behind her.

Yan Xiaoxiao finally confirmed one thing: she seemed like an outsider, and it seemed that she was not in the same dimension as the two warring parties.

This feeling is very strange. Simply put, it is like watching a movie, and the scenes in the movie have no effect on her.

Yan Xiaoxiao calmed down and was in the mood to observe the two sides fighting.

One side was wearing white armor, the other side was wearing black armor.

The magic spell of the man wearing white armor is colorful, with the five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and even thunder and lightning. It can be said to be varied.

The other side is much simpler. All the spells cast are black, no matter what kind of spell they are.

Yan Xiaoxiao just felt that it was very familiar. After observing carefully, she immediately remembered that this was the demonic energy.

At the same time, I also knew what the scene in front of me looked like.

Isn’t this the scene of the battle between immortals and demons described in novels?

The more he looked at it, the more certain he became, and Yan Xiaoxiao slapped her forehead.

She didn't understand why she was here.

That should be what the book is meant for her to see, so just read it carefully!

So Yan Xiaoxiao squatted aside and watched the battle between the two sides. When she saw the exciting parts, she reflexively wanted to eat some melon seeds.

Unfortunately, she can’t connect with the space at all now.

In the end, both sides were exhausted and there were not many people left, but it was still obvious that the ones in white were better.

At this moment, the men in black used self-destruction to activate a large formation. The blood mist from their self-detonation mixed with the formation flew towards the distance, covering the sky and the earth in a few breaths.

The faces of the remaining people in white clothes changed drastically. Although they tried their best to stop it, the blood mist still covered the entire earth.

Afterwards, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth decreased sharply every day.

The man in white spent many years collecting various materials, and set up another large formation on the battlefield, still using his own flesh and blood to activate the formation.

The sky and earth were once again filled with blood, and for some reason Yan Xiaoxiao felt a surge of grief in her heart.

She touched her face and found that it was covered with tears.

The rate at which the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was decreasing had slowed down, but it was still decreasing.

Time seemed to be speeding up. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of years had passed, and it was still the same battlefield.

Yan Xiaoxiao breathed rapidly and rubbed her eyes hard as she looked at the familiar place.