Chapter 1125.
Returning to the Xuan Yu Immortal Mansion once again, Wang Chen didn’t even have time to wash off all the wind and dust before he was grabbed by Bai Susu, “How many spirit stones did you bring back this time?”
A look of a dominant shrew’s savage appearance.
Wang Chen really couldn’t help but cry and laugh, so he directly handed over his Sumeru Ring: “It’s all inside.”
This time he ran outside for three months, covering dozens of Immortal Cities and opening hundreds of Ancient Sealed Jades.
The harvest was quite abundant.
Then the proceeds from gambling on the jades were all exchanged for spirit stones.
Bai Susu received the Sumeru Ring, a sweep of divine sense to know the content, immediately brow open smile: “Not bad, hard work.”
This White Nymphet came over her red lips and kissed on Wang Chuan’s face, “Reward for you!”
Wang Chen was speechless.
“Niangniang!”
Yuanyuan, who was following beside her, invited the credit, “These spirit stones are all earned by me for my master!”
The tone was filled with pride.
Truly speaking, the treasure hunting trip in the past three months had been even more grueling for her than for Wang Chen.
This was because treasure identification was energy consuming.
“Yuan Yuan is the best!”
Bai Susu smiled as she picked her up and gave her a kiss as well, “It’s not in vain that Auntie loves you.”
Yuan Yuan tucked her head into Bai Susu’s chest, her brows arched in contentment.
“Go.”
Bai Suu who had the spirit stone in her hand couldn’t wait and ran towards the White Pony Tower with Round Round in her arms.
“Lord ……”
At this time Su Ziling walked over, gazing at Wang Chen with eyes full of tenderness.
Wang Chen smiled faintly and wrapped his arms around her willow waist, “Accompany me to bathe.”
In the following days, Bai Susu dived in the White Pony Tower, while Wang Chen concentrated on studying the Xuan Yuan Infant Book.
Preparing to certify true.
Proving one’s true nature was a process that any YuanYing True Immortal who had set his or her sights on becoming a God of Transformation or even above a God of Transformation had to go through.
Cutting off dust and karma, resolving cause and effect, and removing the knots in the heart in order to prove one’s true nature!
But Wang Dust ran into trouble at this step.
He had traveled across the world, and the karma of his original body had already been resolved, but the memories of his own self could not be severed, so how could he go about resolving the karmic knots and karmic consequences of his previous life?
Unless one traveled back to the original world to do so!
Wang Chen enumerated the Xuan Yuan Infant Book and was never able to get to the bottom of it, unknowingly falling into an unprecedented obstacle.
Day by day, he wasted his time in the Xuan Yu Immortal Mansion in vain, with no progress in his cultivation realm.
Not only that, the memories that were pressed in the deepest part of his heart, memories from his past life, continued to flood Wang Chuan’s mind, and one by one, one by one, they became vivid and incomparable.
Without Wang Chuan even realizing it, these memories were actually showing signs of developing into heart demons!
However, just as the heart demon was about to manifest, the Swire Dao Tablet perched in Wang Chuan’s sea of consciousness abruptly radiated billions of light, instantly illuminating his divine soul.
[Heavenly Merit – 100000], [Heavenly Merit – 100000], [Heavenly Merit – 100000]……
At the same time, Wang Chen’s Heavenly Merit points were slashed at an astonishing rate, instantly destroying 100,000 in a single breath!
His consciousness fell into boundless chaos.
Not knowing how much time had passed, Wang Chen suddenly woke up with alarm, instinctively sensing the approaching danger.
He subconsciously inclined his head, and a wisp of cold wind grazed his forehead.
Wang Chen abruptly opened his eyes.
As soon as he looked up, he saw a balding middle-aged man growling at him, “Wang Dust, get out if you don’t want to study, don’t affect the other students!”
A few points of spittle sprayed onto Wang Dust’s face.
Wang Dust swept his eyes and realized that a group of young boys and girls in the classroom were looking at him, some despising, some pitying, some with a sneer on their faces, and some gloating.
Without moving, he wiped his face, then got up and said, “Teacher Zhang, I’m sorry, I’ll be right out.”
With that, Wang Dust left the classroom under the gaze of all shapes and sizes of strange eyes.
“Don’t learn from him, all of you, a slime like him who can’t stick to the wall, in the future when you get out of society, you’ll be the dregs of society!”
Wang Dust came to the corridor and could still clearly hear the voices coming from the classroom.
Wang Chen took a deep breath and walked all the way to the toilet at the end of the hallway.
He turned on the faucet on the sink, cupped his hands to splash tap water on his face, and washed vigorously a few times.
Under the stimulation of the cool water, Wang Chen’s mind became clearer than ever.
At this time, he looked at the mirror hanging on the sink.
Inside the mirror was the face of an ordinary teenager whose childishness had not yet been fully removed.
Wang Chen knew that this was his sixteen-year-old self!
Was it a hallucination? Or is it the devil in his heart?
Wang Chen tried to call out the Immortal Cultivation Panel, but there was no response.
Not only that, his cultivation strength, along with all of his equipment and treasures, including the Cangqing Ring, were all gone.
Not only has he been completely knocked back to his original form, but he has also returned to his previous life when he was sixteen years old!
Wang Chen’s memories had never been as vivid as this moment.
After the end of last year’s midterm, through the help of his uncle who works in the provincial city, Wang Dust came to the provincial city to study on loan in the fifth middle school, and now it is already the second semester of the first academic year, and in a month’s time, he will have to take the final exams.
Because last night he went to the Internet cafe to play all night, so today the class is drowsy, even in the math class fell asleep, the results of the “Yan Wang Zhang” after a humiliating drive out.
This is also wang dust high school time, a difficult to talk about the shame of the past!
Unexpectedly, he actually revisited it.
Only this time, Wang Chuan didn’t talk back to Yan Wang Zhang, so he saved himself from more insults.
After thinking about it, Wang Dust went down the stairs to the bottom floor, familiarly came to the school’s staff dormitory area, and then sneaked out of the school by turning over a small door.
This small door, Wang Dust had turned over hundreds of times before.
In a short while, he entered an internet cafe located deep in an alley near the school.
“Wang Chuan, you skipped class again!”
The webmaster at the front desk knew Wang Chuan and said with a smile, “Aren’t you afraid that Yan Wang Zhang will skin you and fry you in a frying pan?”
This webmaster was originally a student of the Fifth Middle School, but later dropped out of school to become a webmaster, so he had a common language with Wang Duan and the other students who sneaked onto the Internet.
“Don’t mention it.”
Wang dust said faintly: “Just driven out by Yan Wang Zhang, open a machine for me, and then a cigarette.”
“Okay!”
The network administrator operated a few times on the keyboard, then touched out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to Wang Dust.
He also took the initiative to send a lighter and asked suspiciously, “Aren’t you a non-smoker?”
“Occasionally I do smoke.”
Wang Dust lit the fire and inhaled vigorously, only to be choked to death!
He indeed did not smoke, the reason why he wanted a cigarette was that he wanted to verify whether he was in illusion or reality.
When Wang Dust sat in front of the computer, looking at the keyboard and mouse full of dirt in front of him, as well as the 32-inch oversized display screen, he drank a can of ice-cold cola in one gulp after ……
Only then was he sure that he had really returned to his previous life when he was sixteen years old!
The memories were all there, the cultivation was lost, as if everything was all cleared.