Rewrite the myth and become the Taoist!

Chapter 6: Tian Yan Ce, Chun Qiu Bi
"Rewrite your life again."

Ning Xunqiu raised his head and glanced at the faint pale sky.

His eyes fell on the booklet, the cover of which had turned blood red and read "Age 2: I Want to Change My Fate".

Ning Xunqiu's mouth twitched, feeling "his own" bad taste. He turned to the words he wrote when he was sixteen, ready to continue rewriting his life and save his master.

Suddenly, he paused.

"Master is ninety-eight years old and has lost all his teeth, but he still came out to help Yu Country. He was determined to do what God proposes. He is old and will not live long. I am afraid he has already seen through life and death. It is useless to persuade him.

Unless I come out and use the book to help Yu Kingdom repel Jin Kingdom, then Master will retire... But the two actions of Yu Kingdom in the book really disgust me."

"No wonder the Sword Demon roamed the martial arts world for more than ten years, killing all his enemies... It turns out that all of you died for a good reason."

Ning Xunqiu's face darkened when he thought of this.

"Saving a country of feathers is a waste of life. As for Master, the worst that can happen is... knock Master unconscious and bring him back."

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Ning Xunqiu picked up the booklet, but instead of tearing off the words roughly, he went into the house to get a brush.

"Tearing it open can trigger rewriting, and normal erasure should also work." He was a little worried that he was too rough and accidentally damaged the treasure, although the possibility was very low.

"In this book, every choice in life will bring different results. My future has countless possibilities, countless lives. Why not call it - "The Book of Heaven's Evolution"? "

Ning Xunqiu held the booklet in his left hand and the brush in his right hand.

"Recording the future in the form of an autobiography... Spring and Autumn writing style, well, it's called Spring and Autumn writing."

Ning Xunqiu was thinking in his heart, "stay in the mountain to practice in seclusion, in order to seek to surpass the innate," and holding a Spring and Autumn pen, he altered the words "go down the mountain to help the master."

After waiting for a while, he heard no reminder to use his luck, so he carefully tore off the words, but it still didn't work.

Ning Xunqiu glanced at his own luck.

【Luck: Seven to Eight.】

"The Book of Heavenly Derivations can only rewrite your life once a day? I can only try it tomorrow."

"Seven to eight? Floating? In this case, luck should not be a consumable item, but can be replenished slowly. I just don't know how long it will take?"

When Ning Xunqiu thought of this, information suddenly came to his mind.

"It only takes one year..."

When he was eight years old, he had three points of luck. After being brought back to the sect by his master, his luck became four points. After he broke through the second level of martial arts, his luck became five points.

You have to know that he is a time traveler, a disciple of Master Qingshan himself, and a genius who achieved the fastest breakthrough to the second realm in 5,000 years in "Martial Arts Pioneer".

With so many identities added together, Ning Xunqiu only has five points of luck.

This ability to check luck is a natural ability of [Life Achievement]. As long as one has a thought, luck will emerge above other people's heads.

The master is a world-famous master who is in charge of Qingshan. If you are willing to go down the mountain to serve as an official, you can easily be granted a title of nobility and become a prime minister.

But Master only has three points of luck.

I'm afraid that just a little bit of luck can change the life of an ordinary person.

Therefore, the fact that he broke through the innate realm in the book and was favored by the "Qingxu Realm Martial Luck" and increased his luck limit by three points was already exaggerated.

"I used a bit of luck to rewrite my life once before. So, I should be able to rewrite my life seven times in a short period of time. No, six times. I have to keep some luck with me to be on the safe side."

"There are only six times... and I don't know if the luck required to rewrite my life a second time will increase."

Ning Xunqiu stroked his chin and thought.

"From now on, every moment of your life should not be wasted..."

Then, he kept giving himself hints in his mind. "For the next few times to rewrite my life, first, I will stay alive and try to live longer in the "Heavenly Book" to obtain more information, and preferably obtain the immortal cultivation method. Second, continue to break through in martial arts and try to increase the upper limit of my luck by a few more points."

"That's it. Perfect."

Ning Xunqiu was about to go back to the house.

"Brother Ning, what are you doing in the tree?"

At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice sounded from below.

Ning Xunqiu turned his head and in a trance saw a fairy slowly walking out of a classical painting.

She was wearing a light blue silk dress, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her skin was as delicate as porcelain, her lips were rosy, and her hair was as black as ink, tied up casually, with a few strands of hair blowing in the wind.

Ning Xunqiu's eyes fell on his chest. This was the one he had personally raised over the years...

Ning Xunqiu was in a good mood. He put away the "Tian Yan Ce", jumped down from the tree, suddenly picked her up and spun her around.

"Put me down!"

Gao Feixue's voice was tinged with coquettishness, and two red clouds appeared on her cheeks.

As he grew older, Ning Xunqiu became more polite in front of her and was no longer as unscrupulous as he was in his childhood.

After getting married at the age of fifteen, the two moved out of Baiyun Palace and built a wooden house on the hillside of Zixia Peak as their wedding room.

Ning Xunqiu put Gao Feixue down and said with a smile: "Junior sister, let's have a daughter. I have already thought of a name for her. How about calling her Ning Yu?"

Gao Feixue's ears immediately turned red: "Didn't you say that you should not have children until you are at least 20 years old?"

Ning Xunqiu thought for a moment and said, "She's only sixteen...it'll take a few more years."

Hearing this, Gao Feixue lowered her head slightly, and a hint of imperceptible disappointment flashed across her beautiful eyes.

Gao Feixue got up from Ning Xunqiu's arms and noticed the "Tian Yan Ce" in Ning Xunqiu's arms. From the time he came out of seclusion yesterday until now, her senior brother has become very abnormal, sneaking around somewhere from time to time, grinning foolishly to himself.

She reached in and took it out, then raised it in her hand and asked curiously:
"Brother Ning, is it this book that made you abandon your junior sister's gentle embrace and run up a tree to read it all night?"

"Ahem, it's nothing... Hurry and give it back to Brother."

Ning Xunqiu coughed twice and reached out to take the "Tian Yan Ce" back from Gao Feixue. Even if his junior sister saw the contents of this book, she would not be able to understand it. At most, she would just think it was the imagination of his senior brother.

After all, there have been many abnormal things in his life since he was a child. From time to time, he would "pick up" some strange things from the mountains and boast that he was the son of luck.

Junior sister Gao Feixue has long been accustomed to it.

But the part about him being eight years old was definitely a dark history, which would make him unable to hold his head up in front of his junior sister for several months.

"Oh, a book without words, what's there to hide?"

Gao Feixue flipped through the "Tian Yan Ce" with one hand, was greatly disappointed, and threw it to Ning Xunqiu.

"Is it only me who can see the text? It's bound..."

Ning Xunqiu took the "Tian Yan Ce", stroked the pages with his fingers, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Junior sister, please take a closer look here." He pointed to the record of his apprenticeship at the age of eight. "Can you really not see anything?"

Gao Feixue's pretty face wrinkled slightly, and she leaned in to take a closer look. Her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked back and forth, but she saw nothing but a blank. She raised her head suddenly, glaring at Ning Xunqiu angrily:
"Brother, are you kidding me?"

"Hahaha."

Ning Xunqiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a triumphant smile, and he quickly closed the "Tian Yan Ce".

He turned around and strode towards the Baiyun Peak Hall.

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(End of this chapter)