Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

Author: Orange-flavored bicycle

Introduction:

In the great world of Luofu, the path to immortality flourishes.

The girl Lu Zhiqiu traveled across time from the Blue Star, awakened the Book of the World, and simulated life.

The academy teacher, the flower-stealing female thief, the family patriarch...

After passing through countless worlds, her path to becoming an immortal became smoother and smoother. After many years, she became one of the most powerful immortal masters in the Luofu world.

But what about these little girls with tearful eyes who suddenly appeared?

"Sister Lu, it's time to take the medicine."

"Xiao Qiuqiu, do you still remember the daughter of the Xia family by Daming Lake?"

"Old Ancestor, today is also the day that I want the rider to despise my ancestors."

……

Damn it, if I had known this would happen, I would have... simulated a few more lives.

The Way to the King: Chapter 1: Instructor Lu of the Academy

Dayan Dynasty, Beihong City.

The raindrops hit the bluestone slabs with a particularly crisp sound. Occasionally, a few oil-paper umbrellas passed by the blue brick wall.

Under the umbrella, pedestrians looked up from time to time to see where they were going.

Whenever they saw the words "Beihong Academy" on the lintel, they would always let out a soft exclamation, as if they remembered something, smiled faintly, and then walked away.

Three months ago, a female teacher came to this academy. It was said that she was very knowledgeable and impressed the academy's president, who made an exception and hired her to teach.

Follow the gaze of passers-by into the wall.

Somewhere outside a school.

The wind chimes were ringing at an angle, hanging on the eaves, like a scholar shaking his head while reading and reciting.

Go past the wind chimes and enter the school.

The female teacher Lu Zhiqiu was dressed in white at this time, holding a copy of "Da Yan History Outline" on the podium, and teaching the classics to the students below seriously.

"In the spring of the first year, Wang Zhengyue."

"Why the first year? Because it's the first year of the monarch's reign. Why the spring? Because spring is the first season of the year."

"Why mention the king first and then the first month? Because it is the first month of the Dayan Dynasty, and it shows respect for Dayan's unification."

"The beginning of nature and the beginning of the dynasty are clearly linked and implicitly connected. In just six words, the author's attitude is revealed. This is the profound meaning of history books."

……

Lu Zhiqiu spoke very attentively, trying his best to impart everything he had learned.

The students also sat properly, following Lu Zhiqiu's thoughts and understanding the meaning of the ancient sages' writings.

There was only a woman in black, playing with a book in her hand, but her eyes never left Lu Zhiqiu on the podium.

She sat cross-legged in the last row. Although other classmates could not see her little movements, Lu Zhiqiu on the podium could obviously notice it.

But Lu Zhiqiu did not say anything, pretended not to see it, and continued teaching.

Until the end of today's classes, all the students went home.

Lu Zhiqiu rubbed his waist, put the book aside, stood up from the futon, and asked angrily:

"You said you wanted to come and listen to my lecture, but after entering the classroom, you looked around and seemed to be completely uninterested."

Looking at Lu Zhiqiu's angry look, the woman in black just giggled. Her soft face, adorned with beautiful eyes, looked like the lightest pink apricot in the spring breeze.

She stood up and walked forward, scratching her fingers on Lu Zhiqiu's face, whose appearance was no less beautiful than hers, and whispered in his ear:

"There's nothing I can do. The Yan Ruyu in the book is not as beautiful as the Yan Ruyu I can feel and touch right in front of me."

Lu Zhiqiu was stunned, his face flushed for a moment, and he stepped down hard.

"Eh... it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it was just a joke, why are you so angry? Don't forget that I'm still a wounded soldier, a wounded soldier you picked up from the mountains yourself."

The woman in black jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and took several steps away from Lu Zhiqiu.

"Hmph, I told you to be smooth-talking."

"Come to think of it, Xu Xianxian is such a quiet name, but why is your personality so erratic? Every day you're either being naughty or on the way to being naughty."

Lu Zhiqiu clapped his hands and snorted coldly.

The woman in black, Xu Xianxian, curled her lips, but her eyes drifted out the window:

"Who knows? Perhaps it was my mother's expectation for me, who passed away early. But my background destined me to be a person who can't sit still."

When mentioning her mother, Xu Xianxian's mood suddenly became dull and she lost her previous liveliness.

Lu Zhiqiu understood that this girl with a mysterious origin had an extraordinary past. In novels, this was called the potential of a protagonist.

But as a time traveler, she is actually quite ordinary.

A month ago, she took advantage of the ten-day holiday at the academy to wander around the nearby green mountains, hoping to encounter some immortal fate.

After all, as a time traveler living in a world suspected of having supernatural powers, it’s not too much to dream of becoming an immortal, right?

But after searching for a whole day, she didn't wait for the immortal fate. Instead, she ran into Xu Xianxian, whose clothes were torn and whose face was haggard. It seemed that he had not eaten or slept for several days.

She knew that the world had been in turmoil in recent years, the control of the Dayan Dynasty had been declining again and again, and rebellions had even occurred in a few states and counties.

It is normal to have one or two refugees here.

So she took Xu Xianxian home.

But after staying at home with Xu Xianxian for a month, she realized that this little girl was not a refugee at all, but a lady from a wealthy family, who had everything provided for her.

She cooks every meal herself, saying that outsiders' cooking skills are not as good as hers.

But it was very frustrating for her.

Lu Zhiqiu coughed twice, shook off the thoughts in his mind, opened his umbrella and walked under the eaves where the rain was dripping. He turned around and called Xu Xianxian who was still there, intending to go home together.

But Xu Xianxian shook his head, a rare serious look on his face:

"Today...I'll go back later."

Lu Zhiqiu nodded thoughtfully:

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Xu Xianxian shook his head again and stuck out his tongue:

"What are you thinking? I just met a little girl yesterday who wanted me to teach her some martial arts. You know, I'm pretty good at it. Don't worry, I still have to rush back for dinner."

Lu Zhiqiu said "oh", yawned, and pointed to the corner of the wall:

"There's an umbrella over there, take it if you need it."

After saying that, Lu Zhiqiu stepped into the rain. She took small steps, fearing that mud and water would splash and wet her trouser legs.

After walking a dozen steps, she suddenly remembered something and turned back to look at Xu Xianxian seriously:

"Whatever you do, don't get your clothes too dirty. They're hard for me to wash."

Xu Xianxian laughed and waved to Lu Zhiqiu, signaling her not to worry.

Lu Zhiqiu was dressed in white, looking like a swaying peony in the rain, quiet and beautiful.

Wait until Lu Zhiqiu walks away.

Xu Xianxian's face darkened, and the gentleness in the corners of his eyes turned sharp. He looked far into the southwest, his fists slightly clenched.

The next moment, she suddenly dodged and leaped onto the roof, twisting and turning.

After a few breaths, it disappeared in the rain.

……

Outside Beihong City.

Xu Xianxian didn't hold an umbrella, but the raindrops around her couldn't get close to her. The corners of her clothes fluttered as she ran. Soon, she stopped under an old locust tree.

"Haha, this is already the third batch this month, and they're still just second-rate experts. It seems my dad really has no one left to use."

Xu Xianxian glanced around, and suddenly four second-rate men in black jumped out of the jungle, holding knives and swords, with murderous eyes.

The leader, a powerful figure, slammed his large machete weighing dozens of kilograms onto the ground and shook his head.

"The princess is indeed very eloquent."

"A master of martial arts, if he enters the imperial court, he can ascend the altar and be appointed a general, and even in the martial arts world, he can establish a sect. Your Majesty certainly has such people around him, but they all hold important positions, so naturally we have to do the job for them."

"It's just...if you look down on us, you will suffer."

As soon as he finished speaking, veins bulged on his right hand, and he swung the blade, sending out streaks of blade light mixed with raindrops and mud, and blasted towards Xu Xianxian like an earth dragon.

Although his attack was ruthless, his eyes were very calm, as if he knew very well that this move would not cause any harm to Xu Xianxian.

really.

Xu Xianxian snapped his fingers, and the old locust tree beside him exploded. A light and beautiful jade sword flew out. He touched the ground with the sword, spun in the air, easily avoiding the sword light, and took advantage of the situation to fight with the four people.

Swords clashed, and true energy surged in the jungle, preventing even the raindrops from the sky from getting close.

Xu Xianxian is at the peak of the second-rate level and has a sword at his side. The four opponents are all ordinary second-rate masters. Logically, the battle should be decided quickly.

But after half an hour, Xu Xianxian felt like he was facing a piece of pig iron that was neither smashed nor bitten. Although it couldn't hurt him, he couldn't crush it either.

"I'm quite capable, but even so, you can't take me back to the imperial capital."

Xu Xianxian gritted his teeth, made a hand gesture with his left hand, and was about to transfer his true energy to the Jingqu, Taiyuan and Yuji acupoints to stimulate his potential, but was stopped by a low shout.

"Princess, please don't waste your energy. Although you are extremely talented and have mastered the imperial Minghuang Sutra to the third level, you cannot break our combined strength."

The mighty man laughed, and with a shake of his tiger body, his aura of being half a step ahead of the others was undoubtedly revealed.

The other three also raised their eyebrows and burst out with the aura of the peak of the second rate.

Xu Xianxian was stunned.

After fighting for so long, she was the one who was kept in the dark and was made a fool of.

She gritted her teeth and prepared to use that move.

"How will you know if you don't try?"

The mighty man shook his head again and said:

"Even if you manage to escape, what about that lady? Besides my four brothers, we're also sending out Eunuch Jiang, who's also a half-step first-class person."

"We've been investigating here for three days and have long discovered that the lady has a close relationship with you. Since Eunuch Jiang isn't here, where do you think he is?"

Xu Xianxian was stunned for a moment, and then her expression changed drastically.

Lu Zhiqiu is just an ordinary weak woman. How could she have the ability to deal with Eunuch Jiang?

……

East of Beihong City.

In a small room, Lu Zhiqiu was cutting pumpkin on the chopping board, humming a song.

Well, pumpkin is warm in nature, sweet in taste, and can replenish the middle and invigorate the qi, which is just right for Xu Xianxian who has just recovered from his injuries.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhiqiu couldn't help feeling a little proud.

Under her careful care, Xu Xianxian is no longer the frail look she was a month ago, and her whole body has become shiny and beautiful.

As expected of me.

After thinking for a moment, she took out the newly bought ribs and prepared to stew them with the pumpkin.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by.

Lu Zhiqiu's heart moved, and he continued to cut vegetables as if nothing had happened, but his hand holding the kitchen knife tightened, and his toes unconsciously pointed towards the door.

"The vigilance is good, and the reaction is acceptable, but unfortunately the strength is too low, it's meaningless."