I fought back after reselling my engagement

After Su Zhen finished speaking, he opened his arms and returned to the snowy mountain.

The young official she met was Xiao Dan, a descendant of an official family named Xiao. His ancestors had been important officials of the previous dynasty. After the fall of the previous dynasty, they protected the young master and fled to Northern Liao. At that time, a princess of the previous dynasty married into Northern Liao and became its queen. They were protected by the Queen Mother of Northern Liao at that time, and they multiplied and thrived in Northern Liao from generation to generation.

The former ministers of the previous dynasty became officials of Northern Liao. Northern Liao wanted to unify the world, while the former ministers of the previous dynasty wanted to restore their country. They each had their own goals, but they all had a common goal: to seize the world of Da Qi.

Su Zhen made up her mind that as long as it did not involve making weapons, and could benefit the people, she would teach them anything. This time she would teach them the art of salt making, and next time it would be Northern Liao's woolen cloth, woolen sweaters, woolen mattresses, etc.

Xiao Dan immediately wrote a letter to his grandfather, uncles and other members of the clan telling them about his encounter with a fairy by the Fairy Lake. According to the fairy, she had practiced in the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years and knew events of the past 3,600 years. She also mentioned that there were four countries at that time, namely Yan, Kong, Wu and Lu, and she sighed at the great changes that had taken place in the world.

The Xiao family attached great importance to this matter and soon sent clansmen to help Xiao Dan transform the salt fields and use the new salt-making technique to boil refined salt. As expected, the salt had no astringency or bitterness, and not only did it save firewood, but the output also increased greatly.

Su Zhen returned to the top of the snow mountain and continued to practice the sword technique of combining man and sword. After he cultivated the spiritual sword technique to perfection, he turned to practicing martial sword technique. Only when man and sword are combined into one can he be considered a true sword master. Without this realm, he has the strength of a sword master but can only be called a martial arts master.

She practiced frantically, and practiced again. In order to prolong the time, she entered the space and built a practice platform for herself. The practice platform was six acres in size, but it was shrunk to the size of a bonsai. It was built on a six-acre mountaintop. The time in the space was twelve times that of the outside world. One year, two years...

After spending nearly eight years in space, she was finally able to achieve unity between man and sword, becoming a true sword master.

The requirements for becoming a Sword Sect are much more demanding and strict than those for becoming a Martial Sect.

The man and the sword are one. The man is the sword and the sword is the man. This low-grade magic sword is her and she is also this magic sword. It took two years of space to consolidate the realm.

Eleventh level of Sword Sect!

Only half a step away from becoming a Martial Saint.

Su Zhen changed his spiritual cultivation method, consolidated his spiritual swordsmanship, improved his sword skills, loosened his spiritual cultivation, and advanced to the eleventh level of Golden Core, half a step to Nascent Soul.

However, she found that she could not control the loosening of her cultivation, and the tide of promotion came rushing in. She pressed again and again, and when she could no longer hold it back, there was a loud bang, like a flood breaking through a dam, and her elixir was about to shatter and her baby was about to form.

She endured the severe pain, shattered her inner elixir, and sweated profusely. She was almost fainted from the pain, but she endured it. According to the method and practice of forming an infant, she gathered the infant in her sea of ​​consciousness and absorbed the wind spirit power, more and more...

There was a familiar fragrance in the air. She wanted to eat it so much that she used her telekinesis to grab two Vein-Quenching Fruits the size of pigeon eggs in her hand. She put them in her mouth.

The jade bed that was once in the inner room was now moved by her to the training platform. The spiritual energy was as dense as water, transforming into a human-shaped phantom, which needed to be condensed into an infant.

The Nascent Soul is the fusion of the Primordial Spirit and spiritual power. With a Nascent Soul, a cultivator has an additional means of preserving his life.

She was almost there, and thought of the Infant-forming Pill she had refined earlier. She took out a top-grade Infant-forming Pill and swallowed it. The Nascent Soul that had been unable to condense for a long time, with the help of the Infant-forming Pill, quickly condensed into an Infant. She had felt a slight blockage before, but now there was no such feeling at all.

When her Nascent Soul was about to be formed, she changed her mind and appeared on the top of the mountain.

The dense spiritual energy in the air, like a whirlpool of wind, poured directly into her body, and her Nascent Soul quickly condensed and transformed from a liquid state into a fist-sized person exactly like her. This was a silver-green little person with a red seal-like "wind"-shaped pattern on his forehead.

Nascent Soul is formed!

The spiritual power and tendons in the body are ten times stronger than before, and the stored spiritual power is nearly a hundred times higher.

The wind spiritual power on the top of the snow mountain is rich and can meet all her needs for storing spiritual power.

She had reached the minor success and major success stages of the early Nascent Soul stage. Although she still had the urge to advance in her cultivation, she suppressed it. When she suppressed it for the second time, the urge disappeared.

The benefit of suppressing one's cultivation is that it can consolidate one's cultivation and make the foundation more solid.

Su Zhen opened his eyes and advanced to the Nascent Soul stage!

The sky was gloomy. With a loud bang, a blue lightning whip struck down on the body. This was the thunder tribulation for advancement to the Nascent Soul stage. The thunder force entered the body, causing a tearing pain. The Nascent Soul could not help but tremble.

The golden elixir is a 55 thunder tribulation, 55 being the highest, and there are 35, 45, and 55. 35 represents ordinary, 45 represents superior, and 55 is the perfect golden elixir.

The Nascent Soul thunder tribulation is seven times seven, that is, seven in a group, and there are a maximum of seven groups.

There was no living creature within a radius of a hundred miles. The lightning whip landed on the top of the mountain. Su Zhen did not move, feeling the pain of being torn apart. The wound healed after being torn apart, but just as it healed a little, it was torn apart by the lightning whip again. Blood flowed out of the wound, which was the impurities discharged after being promoted to the Nascent Soul stage.

After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, the blood in the body is purer, which is why there are no ugly people after reaching the Nascent Soul stage. No matter if they are righteous cultivators or evil cultivators, the male cultivators are handsome and the female cultivators are beautiful, all of them are pleasing to the eye.

Three hours later, the thunder tribulation ended. Su Zhen was in so much pain that she could not move. A rosy cloud appeared in the sky, and in the rosy cloud was the silhouette of a mythical beast. She couldn't make it appear last time, but this time she did. It was in the shape of a bird, a silver-white Roc.

There was no rain after the sky appeared, so she took out a speed talisman, activated it and went straight back to the hot spring pool in the Xiangnan Forest.

The hot spring has a healing effect, and once she entered the hot spring, she entered a dream:

My biological father and stepmother knocked on the door.

Dad Guan was sitting at his desk, correcting students' unit test papers.

My mother was wearing an apron, and my half brother was sitting at a desk connected to the closet, doing his homework.

Du Yanran grabbed her mother's hand and said, "Sister Su, it's been more than 20 years. I know you hate us. Please, ask Su Zhen to save my son."

The mother snapped, "Their blood types are incompatible."

Du Yanran said: "There is a patient whose blood type matches Su Zhen's, and his elder brother's bone marrow matches my son's. As long as..."

"Don't even think about it!" the mother spat out two words, "You two did so many immoral things in the past, and now you want to sacrifice my daughter? No way!"

Du Yanran knelt on the ground, "Please, save my son."

"Why don't you ask your eldest brother from your mother's family for help? I heard that your eldest brother's precious daughter has a bone marrow match with your son. Why don't you let your niece save her, but ask my daughter to save her in a roundabout way? I don't think you want to save her, but you want to be the benefactor of that big shot's sister. Get out - get out of my house now!"

Su Zhen never knew that when she was unaware, her biological father and Du Yanran had come to her house for help.

The mother angrily pushed Du Yanran out and reached out to push her father.

"Zhenzhen is more than just your daughter?"

"When I was pregnant with her, you cheated on her. What qualifications do you have to be his father? Does she recognize you? Have you ever taken care of her since she was a child? You want my daughter to save an unrelated person? No way. If you want to save your son, go find your current wife's niece."

"Nana is still a child?"

"She is a child at the age of sixteen, but my daughter is an adult. You didn't save your own family members, so why did you look for outsiders with different surnames like us? My daughter's surname is neither Zhen nor Du, and it has nothing to do with you!"

The mother didn't know where she got the strength from, but she pushed her father out of the house, picked up the fruits and supplements they brought and threw them out. There was a heavy sound of the door closing, and Du Yanran's desperate crying could be heard from outside the door.