"Grandmaster, Little Uncle-Master is drinking again!”
A loud and clear roar rang out in the misty mountains, startling countless birds and beasts that were resting in the forest.
In a quiet room that was filled with an ancient fragrance, a white-haired old man sighed helplessly and slowly stood up. When he turned around, he was surprised to find that this white-haired old man had the face of a middle-aged man!
In the next second, the white-haired old man actually disappeared from the quiet room, leaving only a slight whirlwind in the quiet room.。。
Swoosh!
Suddenly, the old man appeared beside the young Taoist priest who was shouting.""Wang Ye, you can go back. I'll bring Nianzhi back.”
"Yes, grandmaster."
The King also bowed respectfully to the old man, and at the same time, he silently mourned for his Youngest Uncle in his heart.
After the king left, Beiming Zi helplessly walked slowly towards the figure on the mountain. As he got closer and closer, some words that were a little unclear due to drunkenness entered his ears.
"The Seven Kingdoms Conquest…Qin destroyed the six states…Burning books and burying scholars…If Qin was destroyed, Chu would be destroyed…I want to go back…"
Hearing these words, Beiming Zi sighed helplessly. This situation had happened many times. Every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Kong Nianzhi would do this. Beiming Zi didn't know what special meaning this date had for his disciple, but he knew that Kong Nianzhi was very upset.
Kong Nianzhi's alcohol tolerance was actually quite good, but she would lose control of herself every day. When she was drunk, she would say these terrifying words. Beiming Zi had a feeling that everything Kong Nianzhi said was probably what would happen in the future. That was why he arranged for a disciple to keep an eye on Kong Nianzhi. He was afraid that his words would be known by someone with ill intentions.
"In the end, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly. If there were no butterflies in Zhuang Zhou's dream, there would be no gifts and no disasters. However, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, which was fate and disaster. Zhuang Zhou has the butterfly in his dream, and I also have the calamity of life.”
"Hey, silly."
Beiming Zi sent a stream of inner force into Kong Nianzhi's body, dispelling all the alcohol in his body. He stared at him deeply and disappeared, leaving behind a sentence that echoed on the mountain top,""Brat, come down the mountain and find me later.”
A gust of cold wind blew over, waking Kong Nianzhi up completely.
It had been eighteen years, eighteen years since he had arrived in the Qinshi Brightmoon World. There was no Mid-Autumn Festival yet, so Beiming Zi could not understand why Kong Nianzhi would get drunk at this time every year. He wanted to go home, but he did not want to go home…
Kong Nianzhi was afraid that this was just a dream. Once he woke up from this dream, his master and senior brothers who had taken care of him for eighteen years would disappear, and so would the countless disciples of the Sky Sect.
Kong Nianzhi didn't know if this was a dream or not, but he was just like his fellow transmigrators. He had a system with him, a system called Fate Plunder.
As the name implied, this system relied on plundering the Fate of the main characters and supporting characters in the Qin Shi's Bright Moon World to improve Kong Nianzhi. As long as one changed their life trajectories, they would be able to plunder their Fate. Kong Nianzhi had only accumulated 1,000 Fate Points over the years, and this was obtained by changing the life trajectories of Chi Songzi and Beiming Zi, even though Kong Nianzhi did not know how she changed their life trajectories.
However, what Kong Nianzhi valued the most was not the system's ability, but another ability that he had awakened since he was born-omniscience!
He had inherited all the abilities of World Friend Habah of the Death God, and the strongest of them was Omniscience. This was a power that could predict the future and change it!
To put it simply, there were countless possibilities for a matter in the future. Under the influence of omniscience, one could take the initiative to choose a direction that was beneficial to oneself!
Kong Nianzhi slowly closed his eyes, and the data floated into his mind.
Host: Kong Nianzhi.
[Faction: Daoist Heavenly Sect.]
[Cultivation: Early Peak Realm]
[Cultivation techniques: Dream Butterfly Escape, Sound Transmission of Nature, Myriad Rivers and Autumn Waters, Heaven and Earth Lost Color, Light and Dust, Heart Like Still Water, Earth Shrinking]
(PS: Cultivation is divided into: Unranked, Third-rate Expert, Second-rate Expert, First-rate Expert, Super Expert, Top Expert, and Peerless Expert.)）
With the help of the omniscient and omnipotent ability to change the future, Kong Nianzhi had cultivated to the realm of a first-rate master in just eighteen years. Furthermore, she had mastered all the Taoist techniques to a very profound level. In the Heaven Sect, his internal strength cultivation was definitely ranked in the top five.
One should not think that Kong Nianzhi was weak just because he was ranked in the top five. After all, the Daoist Heaven Sect was a sect with a deep foundation. There were countless experts in the sect. On the surface, only Beiming Zi and Chi Songzi were above Kong Nianzhi. At this stage, Kong Nianzhi's inner force cultivation was definitely above Ge Nie Wei Zhuang's.
And this was under the premise that Kong Nianzhi didn't use his ability.
"The six countries have not been destroyed by the Qin country, and Xiaomeng has not come to the Heaven Sect to become her junior sister. The plot of the Han country has not yet begun.”
Kong Nianzhi slowly stood up and looked at the misty cliff. He couldn't help but feel his heart burning.
Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng, Wei Zhuang, Ge Nie, the Yin-Yang School, the Mohist School, the Nong Family, and so on. Kong Nianzhi had been wanting to meet them for a long time. If it weren't for Beiming Zi's obstruction, Kong Nianzhi would have left the mountain long ago.
Kong Nianzhi's body leaned forward slightly and fell down from the cliff. It was not that she was taking things too hard, but with her lightness skill, it was easy for her to go down the cliff. She was already able to do this when she was fifteen.
Kong Nianzhi nimbly borrowed strength from the rocks or trees that protruded from the cliff. The blue true energy under his feet circulated, and he crossed a hundred meters in an instant. However, after crossing several times, he landed gracefully on the ground like a light feather.
"Little Uncle-Master."
"Martial Granduncle."
The disciples who passed by greeted Kong Nianzhi as if they were used to it. They had seen this kind of exaggerated way of going down the mountain too many times over the years.
Kong Nianzhi nodded in response.
After walking past a long bridge, Kong Nianzhi arrived at the quiet room where Beiming Zi was in seclusion.
Before Kong Nianzhi could open the door, Beiming Zi spoke first.
"Nianzhi, let's go down the mountain."
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