On the fifth day, when the little beggar walked out of the inn with a middle-aged man with fairy charm, everyone was puzzled by the scene.

Why does this little beggar look so extraordinary? Why is this middle-aged man unconscious?

This little beggar is so strong that he looks relaxed when carrying an adult, and he doesn't even breathe.

Qin Que ignored everyone's surprise because what he was going to do next was even more surprising.

He carried his original body and walked straight into the sky.

Then everyone exclaimed—

"Look! This little beggar has gone to heaven!"

The process of taking over the body was very smooth because Jing Que had no resistance at all, and even took the initiative to pull himself mentally.

Relying on the understanding of Huangyuan, Jie Lingguiyuan, a disease that belongs to the spiritual world, was soon dispelled by Qin Que.

Only half of his life's cultivation has finally been dissipated. Now that one hundred years have not yet survived, he has already fallen from the quasi-saint level Wanchuanguihai to the realm of spiritual vision. In the younger generation, he can only be a younger generation.

When he arrived at a stream outside Fujin City, Qin Que looked up at the sky. Under the huge dome barrier, there were a sea of ​​clouds overlapping. He began to think about the next arrangement.

"After completing the transformation of the body, the next step is to see this time traveler. God wants to replace me. I should have the right to know what kind of person is replacing me."

"I have walked this difficult and long road of cultivation once, and I will naturally be able to walk faster when I walk the second time. I know that you are intimate with the world. My previous practice was isolated from the world because the world was too troublesome for me and there was too much information. My predecessor... was really a foolish person."

"But this time... I want to practice in the world."

These words were said to Jing Que, even though the young man had been sleeping in the soul tomb.

Qin Que felt that his mind and nature had changed. In fact, after he returned from rebirth, because the memory of the time traveler had not been eliminated, some of his thoughts had changed.

A large part of a person's character is determined by memory. Jing Que's desire and this young body make Qin Que, a pure and greedy person, have a little more innocent.

He bowed and looked at his reflection in the stream, showing an innocent smile.

Qin Que was stunned:

"I'm really suitable to be an acting guy with such a deceptive smile..."

Since it was rebirth, even if it was just seven days ago, due to the special experience, it was a return to the teenager.

Qin Que gently brushed the water surface, wrinkled the reflection, and said:

"I will experience the days I have never experienced before. I will enjoy the fun things I have never done before. I did not pursue my appetite before, but in this life I will eat the best meat and drink the strongest wine."

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On the sixth day, there is only the last day left before the arrival of the time traveler.

Qin Que accelerated his journey and never rested all the way. He came to Anliancheng, the border of Dashang, and found his good friend - Monk Xiaoye in Guangyuan Temple in Anliancheng.

This is a wonderful monk who is only twenty-two years old but has a second only to his predecessor.

The youngest generation in the Buddhist sect has the strongest realm and the deepest Buddhism is this monk Xiaoye.

As a Buddhist son, he was born to inherit the power of Buddha for six generations. Today, he is ranked fifth in the world.

Monk Xiaoye is one of Qin Que’s few trustworthy friends. Therefore, Qin Que told Xiaoye about what happened to him - in order to obtain the six pure pills of the Buddha Sect from Xiaoye.

This is a secret medicine of the Buddha sect, which can make people forget what happened within seven days.

Qin Que strives to be safe in his work. In order to ensure that he will not fall into the hands of the time traveler, he must make the time traveler without the memory of these days.

At the same time, I also asked Monk Xiaoye to block the Qihai of his predecessor.

It is not easy to seal a quasi-saint's Qihai, and it is impossible to do it with Qin Que's current cultivation level.

Monk Xiaoye was also convinced that Qin Que was the Qin bamboo slips, and Qin Que would indeed encounter a great disaster, so he finally agreed to help.

But I always feel like I'm watching Qin Que perform the drama "I Kill myself".

It was already the early morning of the seventh day to do all this.

Changed into a white Taoist robe, Qin Que looked like a Taoist boy because he was too young.

He recalled the reflection he saw by the stream yesterday, and had an innocent smile on his face again, so he simply pretended to be a real Taoist boy.

Taking his predecessor, he came to the sparsely populated Lizong Mountain, and was waiting for the arrival of fate in a dilapidated temple.

This day was particularly nervous for Qin Que. He made so many preparations and sacrificed so much. If the way of heaven suddenly drew and could not travel through time, he would be very disappointed.

Fortunately, at noon... "Qin Slips" woke up.

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Bai Ping was very nervous now, and his fairy-like face was distorted by fear.

A moment ago, he thought he could go on the highway and see the sun was over.

But the next second, he suddenly realized that he might become the shortest-lived time traveler in history.

He suddenly screamed. This scream made Qin Que, who was about to take action directly, pause for a few seconds.

Bai Ping's psychological activities are like this.

"I understand, I realize it! This is the ups and downs, this is the hardship! How can there be a smooth journey? This means that my golden finger is about to arrive! This little Taoist boy in front of me, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, can his knowledge be richer than that of a 21st century networm? I must immediately think of something to attract him-"

Bai Ping's thoughts were interrupted by Qin Que. Before Qin Que took action, he should pay attention to a legitimate statement:

"I was eating hot pot and singing, and suddenly I was traveling through time. Isn't that reasonable?"

“Yes, yes…unreasonable.”

"It's not reasonable to have worked hard for half a lifetime to usher in a turning point in life, but you're going to be intercepted by a useless person like you who accomplished nothing, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes...can't argue."

"You come here through time and live without respect, but instead speak ill of mockery, shouldn't you behave?"

“Yes, yes, yes… shouldn’t.”

Bai Ping believed that only by following this child's words would he have a glimmer of hope. After half an hour, a bright future was waiting for him!

"So, go back wherever you come from."

With a click, Bai Ping's eyes were so angry that he was slanted... The trachea was cut off directly.

In Qin Que's eyes, this chosen man who occupied his body was not considered an ordinary person. Therefore, he had no psychological burden and was decisive.

What is it like to kill yourself with your own hands?

A rather modern question sentence in his mind appeared for no reason.

Only when Bai Ping died did he understand a truth: it turned out that this time travel... he was not the protagonist.

He was unwilling to accept it, but he didn't know that as soon as he traveled through this world, he met a despicable reborn person.

Which one is better, time travel or rebirth, is the answer to this question varies from time to time. However, for now, the rebirth will get one point first.

On the Coptis chirping tree outside the ruined temple, the cicadas sounded again, but the mantis disappeared with the sound of the oriole spreading its wings.

Qin Que handled his corpse very slowly. If he threw a quasi-saint corpse, it would be no less than a top magic weapon or killing a top source beast.

If you pull your own wool, you will naturally have to work slowly and do your best.

First of all, the magic weapons, pills and classics on his body were hidden in the Qiankun bag. He counted them one by one, and was sure that they were consistent with his rebirth.

There are many things here that are already decorations for the "Qin Slips", but for Qin Que, there are still many that can be used in actual combat.

As for the body itself, first of all, it extracted some of the spiritual power contained in the flesh and blood. Secondly, Qin Que thought of the following solutions:

1: Practice yourself into a corpse and become your own follower. Protect yourself all year round.

2: Practice yourself into a spiritual pill and directly improve yourself at one time.

I don’t know if it was influenced by the memory of the time traveler before, but Qin Que discovered that his originally stern personality had become a bit slutty... and even had a lot of slutty thoughts.

The first two were already very evil. If he had never thought of it before, and the third one that suddenly appeared scared him:

3: My predecessor is so handsome, why not dress it up, remove the extra parts, put on women's clothing, and become a puppet?

What the hell is this?

Qin Que finally didn't do these slutty operations, but maybe it was someone else's body. He really wanted to try the first two, just forget about the third one.

"The humans in that world...the mind is so perverted." This thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

After ensuring that the surplus value of the hair of his predecessor was drained by himself, Qin Quebei buried his predecessor in spiritual burial.

The current situation is probably from the day of taking over the body, and I will kill myself within three days and throw my ashes away.

For some reason, Qin Que found that sentences that were seriously inconsistent with this era always appeared in his mind, but he was not rejected.

After the original plan to handle all this, Qin Que went to the next place - the imperial capital of Shang Kingdom, Chaoge,

In Buzhou Mountain in Chaoge City, there is an institution where practitioners and students around the world are flocking to it, Buzhou Academy.

His predecessor was dull and he did not become a student of Buzhou Academy, but he had no such obstacles in this life.

But when he "buryed" the last strand of Qin bamboo slips, a series of pictures suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Qin Que raised his head in shock and looked at the sky that had not calmed down for a long time.

Those scenes happened forty-nine days later, and to summarize them simply, it is just one sentence:

Forty-nine days later, time travelers will travel again to seize Qin Que's current body.
Chapter completed!