Nine Samsara Cauldron

Su Ziyan could not help but moan in pain in her stomach. When she opened her eyes, he saw two women in palace clothing standing in front of him.

A red-clothed person wearing fiery red clothes and a head full of golden bells hung from her waist. A string of red bells hung from her waist. She let out a squeaky laughter as her body continuously swayed. The bells around her waist emitted clear and melodious sounds.

Su Ziyan was just about to say that you're a brat, and you actually dare to laugh at me, your aunt.

He did not know how long he had been unconscious. When Su Ziyan opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a big wooden bed, covered with a golden quilt that was softer than feathers. The bed curtains were opened wide, and two maids were standing on both sides of the bed.

A middle-aged man slowly walked in. He wore a long black robe. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, but he was actually over a hundred years old.

He walked to the head of the bed and complained, "You know clearly that you are not a match for Hanxue and Feng Wu, yet you still insist on showing off. Every time you are beaten, you would be seriously injured."

Although his words were full of complaints, they also carried a deep sense of concern.

He took out a wooden box and opened it. There was a black pill the size of a thumb lying in the middle of the box.

"Eat this bone strengthening pill and your body will be fine."

A pill flew into Su Ziyan's mouth. If it was in the modern world, Su Ziyan would definitely scold you, a swindler, for trying to trick me.

As the pill dissolved in his mouth, a warm feeling flowed into his abdomen. The pain in his abdomen gradually disappeared, replaced by a warm feeling that reverberated through his chest and abdomen.

This is such a good medicine, Su Ziyan thought, I was wrong about you.

What she didn't know was that this pill alone was enough for a normal family to eat and wear for a year.

Su Ziyan's tears fell from her eyes as she said in a tearful voice, "Thank you." Only then did she realize that she could speak.

"Silly child." The middle-aged man caressed Su Ziyan's head and said, "You don't need to thank me."

This really wasn't because Su Ziyan wanted to cry, but rather, it was due to this body's instinctive reaction that she wanted to thank her father.

However, this body's tear ducts were too developed, and even after crying for so long, they still could not stop.

"Well, don't cry. I've already warned Feng Wu that she won't look for you anymore trouble. "

Su Che stood up and said to the two maids on both sides, "Embroidery, good fortune. Take good care of the young miss. " After he finished speaking, Su Che walked out of the room.

Only then did Su Ziyan let out a long sigh of relief. She was afraid that her words would leak out and her father would see through her.

He got off the bed and stretched his body. Then, he realized that he was once again alive and kicking. It was as if he was a completely different person compared to when he was injured previously.

Only then did Su Ziyan become happy, she was afraid that she would be infected by a disease, how could she enjoy delicious food?

Since he was already here, he might as well settle for now.

Su Ziyan very quickly accepted the new life that the Old Heaven had bestowed to her. However, she was not familiar with this place at all, and the first thing she did was to understand where this place was.

Asking the two female attendants next to you is clearly not an option. The female attendants know their master very well; they will definitely be able to see through him. "

Su Ziyan pretended to say: "Bring me to the study room."

To understand this world's background, the study was undoubtedly a good choice. However, she didn't know where it was, so she could only let the maid lead the way.

The two maids looked at each other, then the embroidery girl bowed and said respectfully, "Miss, you can only enter the library once a month. It's still not open yet, so you can't go."

What? He could only read books once a month, so he didn't want to casually open his mouth and accidentally expose his secrets.

As they walked out of the room, a gust of fresh wind blew into their faces. The air was so fresh and clean that not a single speck of pollution could be detected. Su Ziyan breathed in a few mouthfuls of fresh air, feeling relaxed and happy.

In the courtyard, there was a white crane that was basking in the sun. To say that it was a white crane was also inaccurate, because it was truly too big. It was three times bigger than a modern white crane.

The feather was as white as snow, her eyes were filled with redness, seeing Su Ziyan coming out, she glanced at him, in her eyes, there was an indescribable sense of ridicule.

To be looked down upon by a dead White Crane, how weak was the owner of this body!?

The White Crane seemed to be unwilling to be associated with Su Ziyan as it flapped its three to four meter long wings and flew away.

The wind brought by the fanning of his wings bewitched Su Ziyan's eyes. The smelly white crane, Su Ziyan cursed in his heart that one day, he would skin and sinew your muscles, and eat them stewed.

"Trash, I heard you've been beaten up again."

A childish voice sounded beside Su Ziyan's ears. When she looked down, she could not help but laugh.

A five year old or so year old or so little chubby boy stood in front of her, staring at her with his hands on his hips. He wore green clothes and looked like a green plant from a distance.

Finally finding someone weaker than her, Su Ziyan squatted down and rubbed his hands together with his round face.

"You're really rude, you have to call me elder sister."

"Don't rub me, don't rub me …" The little fatty continuously waved his hands.

A clever plan appeared in Su Ziyan's mind, she squinted her eyes, like a big sister teaching bad to a primary school student. "Let's play a game. The game's name is' Ask me ', I'll ask you a question, you have to answer it immediately. If you can't, you have to accept punishment."

"Sure." The little fatty felt it was strange, so he immediately agreed.

Through asking the little fatty some questions, Su Ziyan gradually understood that this continent was called Tian Yuan Continent, a continent where cultivators and mortals coexisted.

The Tian Yuan Continent was jointly governed by the Five Great Cultivator Sects and the Emperor. The Five Great Cultivator Sects were the Misty Mountain, Qingfeng Pagoda, Fallen Sound Pavilion, Yellow Springs Palace and Nei Chang Men.

The Five Great Cultivator Sects all had a thousand years of history. With the Nascent Soul stage cultivator protecting them, their strength would be great. They would occupy the Blessed Paradise and countless cultivators would dream of taking them as their master. However, the Five Great Immortal Sects had good judgement as well. Unless one had outstanding talent, it would be very difficult to join one's sect.

The Su Family was one of the four great cultivation families of the Xun Yang City. However, the Xun Yang City was just a small city with a population of no more than one million.

Cultivators were divided into several stages: first, Qi Training Stage, then Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, and Nascent Soul. He heard that in the entire Tian Yuan Continent, the one with the highest cultivation was the Nascent Soul stage cultivator. The higher he went, the more difficult it became for him to cultivate. Some cultivators could never reach the Foundation Establishment stage.

The higher his cultivation, the more difficult it would be to raise it. Su Che had already stayed at the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment stage for more than ten years and had yet to increase his cultivation, but his Foundational Monk had grown by two hundred years. He still had a long period of time before he could slowly cultivate.

Su Che had a total of seven sons and daughters, and Su Tianyu, the older brother, had coincidentally been selected by the Yellow Springs Palace Elder and taken in as a disciple. The Su Family was originally ranked last amongst the Four Great Cultivator Clans of the Xun Yang City. Just this matter alone made the Su Family number two.

Second sister Su Hanxue was the woman in white whom Su Ziyan had seen before. She possessed the Water Element Single Spirit Root, which only appeared once every hundred years, and the phoenix among the people, which the Su Family had spent all their efforts to cultivate. She had reached Qi Disciple level 10 at the mere age of twelve. Su Che was currently considering letting her join the Misty Mountain so that the Su Family could suddenly become the head of the Four Great Families of the Xun Yang City.

The three and the Fourth Brother were called Su Tian Xiang and Su Tianlan respectively. They were all Three Spiritual Roots cultivators, and Su Ziyan had never seen them before.

The cultivation speed was so fast that it was practically a waste of resources. He only reached Qi Disciple level 2 at the age of ten, and it was extremely difficult for him to reach Foundation Establishment in his entire life. In the end, he could only die with his hair white like a mortal.

The heavens' law is unfair. How long can a cultivator walk on it? It was already decided from the start of their life. The cultivator with a single spirit root was a favored child of heaven. His cultivation went with the flow and he was the target of competition from the various sects. Double Spirit Root could also be used as the second best Spirit Root in the eyes of the Great Sect. The Three Spiritual Roots were ordinary. Most cultivators had Three Spiritual Roots and could only rely on pills and hard work to raise their cultivation. No matter how hard they tried, they were still nothing but a cup of water and a cart of firewood. Most of the cultivators with four-spirit root were unable to cultivate to Foundation Establishment in their lifetime, and died alone, just like ordinary people.

Su Ziyan didn't have any idea about these, but she was glad that her name was the same as before.

The one who seriously injured him was the red-clothed female he saw earlier, Su Fengwu, Su Ziyan's Sixth Sister. Second Spirit Root Cultivator, who had just reached the Qi Disciple level 5 and obtained a totem from the Artifact Storage Pavilion, acting arrogantly right in front of her. In a single exchange, he had heavily injured her.

The little fatty in front of him was Su Tianba, the seventh brother, and he was five years old this year. Su Ziyan really couldn't associate the name Sky Tyrant with the little fatty in front of him.

"You … Hahahaha … "Su Ziyan laughed out loud after hearing his name.

"Don't laugh." The little chubby boy puffed his cheeks and said angrily, "It's not like I was born like this. I just practiced a technique and became like this. When I grow up, I'll become thinner, and I'll be like a jade tree in the wind."

"Haha …" Su Ziyan laughed even more heartily, "What is this technique? It is so interesting. Are you sure you can change back? "

"Hmph." Su Tianba snorted, "Master wouldn't lie to me, I can't tell you what kind of technique I cultivate. Master said that it's a secret, and I need to keep it a secret."

Su Ziyan laughed and said, "My last question is what technique are you training in? If you can't answer, you lose. "

Su Tianba frowned, he was struggling internally. He could not go against his Master's words, but he did not want to lose the game.

"Time's up." Su Ziyan said proudly, "If you lose, you have to accept the punishment."

Su Tianba lowered his head in annoyance, "What kind of punishment are you going to give me?"

"Mm …" I'll tell you tomorrow. " Su Ziyan looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late, see you tomorrow."

When Su Tianba returned to his bedroom, he realized that he had lost the game without even asking Fifth Sis a single question.