I was so bored that I had nothing to do. I couldn't move much in this small place. Every day, when I opened my eyes, I saw darkness. I was very frustrated. Therefore, I could only pay attention to the movements outside every day to distract myself. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to live until I was born. I listened to the sounds outside every day and looked forward to the day of my birth.
In these boring days, I began to pay attention to the sounds outside. I often heard my mother's voice. It was very gentle and comforted my soul in this small space. Then there was a man's voice. It was the first one I heard when I came to this world. His voice was full of masculinity and was filled with caution and steadiness. It seemed that he was a good man. It seemed that my parents in this life were not bad. Other than the voices of his parents, he heard the voice of a young girl. She was very lively and cute. This should be someone like my sister. She looks like a gentle person like my mother. In fact, when I learned her name after I was born, I was speechless at my guess. This was because her name was Thousand-Hand Tsuneo, a character known as the T-rex. Even though I was very gentle to her later on, I was still unable to change the image of her in my heart. This fact fully illustrated the importance of a first impression.
Other than the three of them, there were some other voices, but they were only heard a few times, so I didn't pay much attention to them. Just like that, he waited to get out, day after day. Then, in this narrow place, those who let their imagination run wild would sometimes suddenly feel that they had failed as a person. Thinking back to his previous life, he had lived an ordinary life as an ordinary person. Then, when he finally had the intention to be the main character, he had actually died just like that. Now, as a transmigrator, as a qualified transmigrator.
First, there was the problem of the backstage. Looking at the other transmigrators, they either had a strong background or were the reincarnation of some great god. Look at me, I don't have anything. I have nothing. In the past dozens of lifetimes, I've been a tragic figure. It was still faster to dream. As for the background, I know the Black and White Ghosts.
Looking at his abilities, didn't transmigrators bring their own divine artifacts or create their own cultivation techniques? In the end, after checking it countless times, did they have divine artifacts? No. Then, he looked at the supernatural power. As for the cultivation technique, he held it in for a long time, but nothing came out. The divine artifact, the special ability, and the cultivation technique that they had agreed on. None of them, none of them. Is there such a tragic transmigrator like me?
I was desperate for this transmigration life without any backing, divine artifacts, or cultivation techniques. I even had the intention of killing myself. He felt that he should just find a crooked tree and kill himself. Perhaps he could have some fortuitous encounters in his next life and be a protagonist.
Of course, the above was just my mind wandering. In fact, a transmigrator who didn't have a cheat was indeed not a good transmigrator.
After checking my body countless times, I realized that I was indeed a transmigrator. Powerful soul power was also powerful spiritual power.
After transmigrating to the mother's body, one's body would undergo a new development. It would grow on the basis of one's original spiritual power. It did not mean that one already had spiritual power and would not be allowed to develop. Therefore, the transmigrators had powerful spiritual power. As for me, let me summarize. I saw through life and death before I died. I was baptized by the words in the book, and my spiritual power was greatly enhanced. I absorbed a portion of the Black and White Ghosts 'souls in the storm. Although it was only a portion, it depended on whose soul it belonged to. As Gods, even if they absorbed a portion of their souls, it would still greatly surpass my mental energy. Finally, the soul power that was nurtured by the mother's body. Adding all three together, my soul is now dozens of times stronger than before. My current soul is already comparable to the soul of a Shadow Level expert in the Naruto World. However, it is precisely because of its size that I can only use a small portion of it before reaching Shadow Level.
The second cheat that transmigrators had was increased wisdom and comprehension ability. In fact, these two abilities were also closely related to the size of the soul. Other than those with high intelligence, the rest of the people had absorbed external advice from a young age to increase their wisdom. Therefore, the older the person, the higher their wisdom. As a transmigrator, having an innate foundation and an imagination that transcended the world would greatly increase one's wisdom and comprehension. Looking at myself, I have comprehended a very high realm in the sea of books, and I have seen through life and death before I died. This has made my life realm higher than some old people. No matter what I learn, with this realm, my ability will increase rapidly without any bottlenecks. I estimate that my realm can support me to around Shadow level.
There was also the problem of my innate intelligence in this life. Before I died, I had increased my intelligence in the sea of books. After I died, my intelligence had almost reached a peak. I had also devoured the souls of the Black and White Ghosts in the turbulent flow. Although it was only a small portion, it was still excessive for a mortal. Originally, an ordinary mortal wouldn't know how to digest the souls of the Black and White Ghosts after devouring them. Because of the turbulent flow, the three of us became one, and the Black and White Ghosts lost their consciousness. This was easy for me. So, with so many coincidences together, no matter where the slightest problem occurred, it would make my soul scatter. This was really a lucky star possession. Even if it happened again, it would not be possible to do this. This was really a miracle that could not be done no matter what. So I can be sure that my innate IQ is above 200. This was just innate intelligence, which could be increased later. My innate wisdom has almost reached the limit of what a world can accommodate. I don't have a corresponding cultivation technique. If I did, I could learn from the sages and cultivate the wisdom light. I could use the path of wisdom to transcend the world and enter a higher world.
In this small and dark place, I was bored and thought about the novels from my previous life. I had the idea of condensing my soul and making it more compact. I thought that although the Black and White Impermanence's soul had no consciousness and was compatible with my soul, it was not my own after all. I was afraid that there would be some disadvantages, so I wanted to condense my soul and compress my huge soul. Firstly, it could make the Black and White Impermanence completely mine. Secondly, it could increase the quality of the soul. Thirdly, it could increase the utilization rate of the soul.
Thus, with an idea in mind, I no longer felt that time was passing slowly and began to take action. Since I was once a soul, I was able to find the location of my soul in the spiritual space. After finding my soul, I began to use my consciousness to suppress it. However, that wasn't easy to do. Thus, I began to try again and again. After countless experiments, I slowly found the pattern and summarized the techniques, becoming a simple cultivation technique. I gave it the awesome name [Ling Tian Technique].
Just like this, I cultivated the Ling Tian Technique day by day. I could feel my enormous soul slowly becoming more refined, and I could feel the changes in my cultivation. One day, I was cultivating when my surroundings suddenly shook and I heard loud shouts from outside. I knew that I was about to be born in this life. Under the pressure of the surroundings, I swam with all my might. As I squeezed, I finally saw light. My new life was about to begin. The moment I went out, I turned around and called out in my heart, Goodbye, never again.
Outside, the strong light pierced my eyes. I immediately closed my eyes. I remembered the lesson of the transmigrator senior that if I didn't make a sound, I would be beaten. I cried out. After that, I widened my eyes and looked around. First, it was my father and mother in this life. My mother was lying on the bed with medium-long hair. She looked at me with a gentle smile on her face. Beside my mother was my father. My father was quite handsome. He held my mother's hand tightly and looked at her from time to time. After a while, he looked at me with the joy of being a father. When I saw my parents, I knew that I had the qualifications to be a gigolo for the rest of my life. The person holding me was a seven-year-old girl. She had a smile on her face as she hugged me gently. Her hands were holding it carefully, and she would occasionally rub her face against me. I opened my big eyes and looked around for a while. I felt a little tired, so I closed my eyes to rest.
This is my first day in this new world. My new life is about to begin.
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