“Where is this picture? It feels like I’ve never seen it before. ”

“Is this the past life of Ye Changge?”

“It should be the first life.”

“In his first life, he turned out to be a scholar? And so poor…”

Hundreds of millions of monks looked at the picture that appeared above the firmament.

A hilltop.

A lonely thatched hut.

And the young man in the room who was reading. He was pale, thin, and bookish.

He was dressed in a green cloth coat.

An old cloth coat, old sewn all over the pudding.

Old but clean.

The book held by the scholar in his hand is also old, sewn up, but the reading is catchy.

While the scholar was studying, several strong men with big waists came to the thatched hut, and without knocking, they directly kicked open the door of the hut.

It turned out that they had come to collect debts.

Because the scholar’s father gambled and owed the casino a lot of money.

Seeing that the scholar had no background, the casino deliberately raised the interest rate and charged more money.

But the scholar has already sold the property to pay off the debt, so there is still money?

When the casino thugs saw that the scholar had no money, he punched and kicked, and smashed the thatched hut, tearing all the few books that the scholar had, and throwing it all over the courtyard.

The scholar was already weak and sick, and he vomited blood from his mouth when he was beaten, and he lay on the ground for a long time and could not get up.

The thugs put down their cruel words, mocked the scholar a few words, laughed at him for being a poor scholar, and vainly tried to gain fame, so they took the scholar’s ideal as a joke and left with laughter.

Shortly after the thug left.

A middle-aged man walked into the small courtyard with a red and swollen face.

It turned out that the middle-aged man was the father of a scholar.

Seeing that the scholar was injured, his father seemed to have long been used to it, and there was no accident at all, but he angrily kicked the scholar in the back, scolding him for being incompetent and only reading.

After venting his anger, the father ate the meal prepared by the scholar, and left.

……

The countless cultivators who watched this scene were indifferent.

“Such a person also deserves to be called a father??”

“Ye Changge’s first life turned out to be just an ordinary poor scholar? No repair? ”

“Perhaps, this is just the beginning? Will he cultivate later? ”

“I believe that the power of reincarnation will not show such a simple scene!”

The monks did not notice that when they saw this scene, the female emperor Liu Shen’s face fluctuated.

I didn’t even notice that Liu Shen’s everlasting eyes changed for the first time.

Because no monk dares to stare at the female emperor, this is disrespectful.

……

The scholar’s face was covered in blood, and he crawled on the ground for a long time with a sore body.

It wasn’t until the sky was cloudy that the scholar stood up in pain and picked up the torn littered books on the ground.

It’s going to rain soon.

Books must not be wet.

While picking up books in the courtyard, raindrops also fell.

From small raindrops, it gradually became a downpour.

The scholar put the book into the grass hut and found that there were still a few in the courtyard, so he hurriedly ran out to pick them up.

Just as the scholar picked up the paper, he found that there was a plant underneath, like grass and like a sapling, crumbling by the wind and rain.

Despite this, it stood tall, completely different from the grass next to it that was blown down by the wind.

The scholar looked at this unusual little sapling and was stunned for a long time.

The tenacity of the sapling, unlike any other.

It’s like the situation of the scholar today.

The same shaky, the same tenacity.

The scholar held up the book to shield the saplings from the wind and rain before returning to the thatched hut.

“You actually use the most precious book to shield a sapling from the wind and rain? This…… So silly. ”

“No, it’s not stupid, it’s kindness! Although the scholar lives a difficult life, he has a good heart. Even in the face of so many blows in reality, he can still maintain a good heart, which is a great good. ”

“I thought to myself, if it were me, I couldn’t do it.”

“Somehow, the eye sockets are a little red…”

“How could such a kind scholar encounter such an unfair era?”

“How poor the students are since ancient times!”

When the monks saw this scene, some female cultivators couldn’t help but red-eyed.

Obviously, there are no touching scenes, plain, but it makes people want to cry.

I red my eyes for the miserable and helpless life of the scholar, and I wept for the scholar to maintain kindness in the hopeless miserable life day after day.

……

Willow looked at this scene blankly.

It was her first encounter with a scholar.

At that time, she was not sane, but she had a different personality.

Although there is no thought, but not willing to be ordinary! Fight against the sky!

If it weren’t for the help of scholars, she might have been wiped out.

Liu Shen has been cultivating for tens of thousands of years and has never forgotten that scholar.

She is dedicated to becoming an emperor, but also to find the soul of a scholar from the river of time.

It’s just that after becoming an emperor, Liu Shen searched for a long river of time and did not find him.

Unexpectedly, Ye Changge in front of her was a scholar she had been waiting for for tens of millions of years.

Emperor Cheng for hundreds of thousands of years, Liu Shen’s state of mind fluctuated for the first time.

“Nope! He can’t die! ”

Liu Shen looked at his closed eyes, dressed in blood.

I finally waited for him.

To lose again?

No! No!!

Absolutely not!!!

……

Ye Changge closed his eyes slightly.

The memories of the first life gradually returned.

“That little sapling… It turned out to be her!? ”

“Willow!”

Ye Changge glanced at the high female emperor Liu Shen.

He didn’t expect that his only friend in the first life was actually a female emperor who was at the top of the only twenty great emperors in the Xuantian Continent… Willow!

I didn’t expect that the small sapling that would fall down when blown by the wind and rain.

Now he has grown into a willow god worshipped and admired by the cultivators of ten thousand races.

It is also a demon female emperor who can easily probe the river of time.

……

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