The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

Ji Qingzhou just smiled when he heard this: "Qingguang, every step we take will lead us to a dead end."

Live to death.

This is what they are doing now.

Ji Qingguang realized it and stopped worrying about it. He said apologetically, "I shouldn't always think about this."

Many years ago, He had placed Ji Qingzhou and the entire world on both ends of the scale.

He chose to lie to Ji Qingzhou, which meant he made a choice—

Ji Qingzhou, it’s really important.

So much so that even though he knew that he and Ji Qingzhou were doing something against the will of heaven and that their lives and deaths were uncertain, he was still extremely worried and did not want Ji Qingzhou to take any danger.

How can you accomplish anything if you are so timid?

Facing Ji Qingguang's apologetic eyes, Ji Qingzhou's heart softened. He took his hand and comforted him, "If our positions were reversed, I would be so worried about you too."

"But now is not the time to dwell on these things."

Ji Qingguang took a deep breath: "I know everything."

Seeing that his eyes were clear and he had regained his composure, Ji Qingzhou continued, "The demise of Wuliang Sect is most related to Taoist Bai Wei's possession of the devil. We cannot let Ye Yaoguang find a reason to harm Taoist Bai Wei..."

From the perspective of an ordinary person, Ji Qingzhou constantly reviews the life stories of Pei Luofeng and Liu Furuo, trying to figure out when he will be reincarnated, what he will encounter after reincarnation, and whether he can survive safely with his own personality...

With this design, she and Ji Qingguang finally determined the time for reincarnation.

Ji Qingguang said: "In order to conceal the rules of heaven, when you reincarnate, I will seal your memory - the seal is two-fold, the first is to seal the memory of your previous life, the second is to seal all the memories related to me."

"When you and Pei Luofeng part ways, I will unlock the first seal, return your memories of your past life, and connect you to the tombs of the gods so that you can communicate with the monks there."

This was the advice Ji Qingzhou gave to Him during his constant review:

Ten thousand years later, the world of immortal cultivation entered the Dharma Ending Age, and cultivation would be countless times more difficult than it is now. Even if one became the number one genius with extraordinary luck, it would be difficult to become a Nascent Soul cultivator within thirty years.

If you want your plans to go smoothly, you have to take an unusual approach.

The Tombs of the Gods is a good place. Although the outside world has entered the Dharma Ending Age and resources are scarce, the monks inside all have valuable treasures and rich family assets.

Even though Ji Qingzhou was unlucky, he had poor reincarnation skills and was dull.

But if she could trade with the monks in the Tombs of the Gods and exchange them for a large amount of resources, she could be pushed to the Nascent Soul stage.

After proposing this idea, Ji Qingzhou became a little worried: "What should I do to impress those top-level monks?"

Ji Qingguang reminded: "You have your own unique and special qualities."

An idea suddenly flashed through Ji Qingzhou's mind: "Not bound by the rules?"

"Well, you can purify the evil spirits in the bodies of those monks."

Ji Qingguang said: "You can transform the power of the laws of heaven for your own use, so you can naturally transform the devil energy into spiritual energy."

"I can conceal the truth from the heavens and make it undetectable to everyone, so that you can purify the evil spirits of those cultivators."

Ji Qingguang asked: "How do you think we should purify those monks in exchange for resources?"

Ji Qingzhou didn't hesitate much and blurted out: "Delicious food! Nothing can heal the heart more than eating delicious food!"

Isn’t purification just healing?

As a Chinese, Ji Qingzhou is more "superstitious" about food supplements than bitter medicine.

After some discussion, Ji Qingzhou and Ji Qingguang decided on a way to connect the tombs of the gods:

Chat group.

"We can chat by typing, voice and video, and send red envelopes to each other when needed. Chat groups are the most suitable means of connection."

Ji Qingzhou said: "It just so happened that you unlocked the first seal for me and took back my past life memories. I just thought that this was a delay in the arrival of the golden finger and didn't think too much about it."

Just like that, it was settled.

Only one thing -

"However, there is still a small loophole."

When Ji Qingzhou was reviewing the situation, he suddenly thought of a question: "I am just a remnant soul, and my memory of my past life is not complete. When you unlock the seal of my memory, I can't guarantee that I won't overthink it."

"Even if I ignore this detail, we cannot guarantee that I will go out of my way to disrupt Liu Furuo and Pei Luofeng's relationship as we wish."

After Ji Qingzhou's reincarnation, as the spirit of heaven, Ji Qingguang could not break the rules and interfere with her life.

Whether it's the memory seal or the chat group, they are all means set up outside the world, and they will operate independently when the time comes.

In other words, everything after reincarnation depends on what Ji Qingzhou himself chooses.

Ji Qingguang could only watch passively.

"But most of your soul power has probably dissipated into the void." Ji Qingguang was powerless to do anything about it.

"Aren't you able to create illusions?"

Ji Qingzhou asked: "Can you put me into a deep sleep, and in a dream, using my remaining memories as a skeleton, let me complete my memories of my past life by myself?"

Ji Qingguang paused after hearing this and remained silent for a while.

Just when Ji Qingzhou thought this wouldn't work, Ji Qingguang nodded: "Okay."

Ji Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief and added, "As for the end of my previous life... You made the story of Liu Furuo and Pei Luofeng into a book. When I was reading this book, I died suddenly from staying up all night."

"When I get my memory back, I will mistakenly think that I have traveled into this book. Whether it is Pei Luofeng or Liu Furuo, whom I have never met before, they have left a deep impression on me. In this way, no matter where I meet them, I will pay more attention to them..."

Ji Qingzhou talked incessantly about her plan.

After she finished speaking, Ji Qingguang suddenly said, "When you are about to be reincarnated, I will weave a dream for you, okay?"

Ji Qingzhou thought that this matter would be more laborious for Ji Qingguang and would take some time to prepare, so he nodded: "Okay."

After filling this last loophole, Ji Qingzhou reviewed all the plans in his mind, and said with emotion: "The rest of the time... is just waiting."

Wait until the time is right and start planning.

"Kiyomitsu."

Ji Qingzhou looked at Him and said, "Take me to see the world again."

Ten thousand years is enough time for her and Ji Qingguang to travel to every corner of the world.

Ji Qingguang did not refuse. He took Ji Qingzhou's hand and they both returned to the world.

At that time, a red-purple magic light like a meteor fell from the sky. Countless creatures faced the magic light, indulged in illusions, and the world became a purgatory.

Ji Qingzhou even saw a big cat that was so skinny that its bones were visible. It closed its eyes and smacked its lips. In a fictional dream, it nestled in its owner's arms and enjoyed the happiness of being fed with dried fish.

But in reality, next to the big cat, there was a rotten corpse.

A kitten brought a mouse and placed it next to a big cat. It nudged the big cat with its head, as if to say: Get up and eat, get up and eat...

But the big cat was already in a deep dream and could never wake up again.

The kitten anxiously bit the big cat's neck and tried to drag it to the feet of a white-robed monk who was passing by and exuded a good smell and kindness. It meowed at the monk and begged him to save its mother.

Ji Qingzhou looked at the white-robed monk named Xiaomao who was standing there. There was a red mole under his eye, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

She blurted out: "A kind person for all generations?"