After the whole sect traveled to ancient times, I led the rebellion

"Junior sister, let's go!"

Shen Moyan was dressed in green, standing on a boulder with a sword in hand. He glanced at Mu Qing and then left decisively.

The light in the distance was not very bright, flickering, and wisps of black gas kept erupting from the well.

More and more monks gathered together.

Without any hesitation, they raised their swords and released their spiritual energy in an attempt to die together with the demon.

Hurry up, faster, Mu Qing tried his best to absorb spiritual energy from outside his body.

pity……

Mu Qing lowered his hands, and the spiritual energy in his body finally began to gather, but it dissipated in an instant.

A feeling of powerlessness came over him. This was the first time that Mu Qing felt disgusted with his own Chaos Spiritual Root.

The green light wrapped in thunder and lightning cut the sky in half like a dragon out of thin air.

"boom!"

A dazzling light flashed by, and Mu Qing felt his body become lighter.

Or maybe he is dead.

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"Qing brother..."

The voice was hazy. Mu Qing could hear the voice beside him, but he could only hear a few words.

She tried hard to open her eyes, but unfortunately she couldn't open them after a long time, as if she was haunted by a nightmare.

There were more fragmentary words coming.

Mu Qing suddenly opened her eyes and tried to prop herself up, but before she could do anything, she felt something was wrong.

A white hand as thin as a lotus root node was placed at his side. Mu Qing regained consciousness and felt dry mouth and tongue.

The pillow beneath him and the plain flowered tent within his sight all reminded Mu Qing clearly.

She traveled through time again! And to ancient times!

Mu Qing remembered that the immortal world was still engaged in a battle to slay demons. This couldn't be so magical.

Mu Qing had no time to realize that the entire sect had been blown up in the battle.

A voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Qing'er, my Qing'er, you are finally awake."

A beautiful woman was wiping tears from the corners of her eyes. Her eyes were red, and she had obviously been crying for a long time.

Mu Qing silently faced herself in the form of a child and the whole family looking at her.

She didn't have any memory of this time travel, but fortunately she was just a child and there was no possibility of her being exposed.

She just heard this name being called by this woman who was probably the mother of this body.

"Qingge'er" is obviously a name for a little boy.

Thinking of this, Mu Qing, who had originally been accepting of his second time travel, suddenly felt mixed emotions.

No way, she wouldn't be dressed as a man.

If so...

Another man came closer with hurried footsteps, and the woman said a few words to him.

"He had a fever again last night, but it finally subsided this morning. The doctor said Qing'er is fine now."

"That's good."

The man glanced at Mu Qing and then left in a hurry.

Another few months passed.

Mu Qing relied on the few moments of wakefulness she had as a baby and was able to analyze the general relationship from the servants and the various people who kept coming to visit her.

The name of the dynasty she traveled through is not known for the time being, but this is undoubtedly not the historical time and space she is familiar with.

Her father, Mu Shan, was a tutor in the cabinet and a sixth-rank official. Her unfavored mother, Liu, was the only other wife in the family.

Mu Shan also had several concubines, one of whom was his childhood sweetheart, Yu.

Yu was not the legal wife but she gave birth to a son.

Liu had not been pregnant for many years and had been looked down upon.

The child in this body with the same name and surname as Mu Qing has always been regarded as the only hope of the Liu family.

From the first moment she saw her child, Liu had a bold idea in her mind.

This baby must be a son.

Just like that, Yuan Muqing, who was obviously a girl, became a boy.

Except for the wet nurse Zhang Ma and Liu, no one knew that the legitimate child in the house was a girl, and Liu's position as the mistress of the house was also consolidated.

But the good times did not last long. Mu Qing had been plagued by disasters since birth.

When Mu Qing traveled through time, a high fever took the child's life. According to the doctor, Mu Qing had returned from the gates of hell.

It’s the gate of hell. The original Mu Qing had passed away a long time ago, and the one living now is a soul from another world.

Mu Qing has traveled through time twice and has adapted well to this time. Since she has traveled through time again, she will just try her best to survive.

She has no problem with the language and can understand everything.

As for the writing of this dynasty, Mu Qing had never come across it.

Mu Qing crawled hard, trying to touch the paper on the table.

Mu Qing finally saw a carrier with recorded text, and he really wanted to break the current situation of information isolation.

Her stepfather was a cabinet tutor, so logically speaking, there should be a lot of books in his study.

But as Mu Shan's legitimate son, she saw Mu Shan very little time, and she didn't even know if it was five hours in total.

Every time Mu Shan saw her for a few seconds, he would leave in a hurry. On weekdays, he spent much more time at Yu's place than at Liu's place.

So let alone the various books in the study, Mu Qing had never seen even the court bulletins or paper or bamboo pages with words on them.

Today, Mu Qing finally had the opportunity to contact him, and he wished he could grow taller suddenly.

Fortunately, there were low couches here, and Mu Qing relied on his flexible limbs to crawl for a long time before finally reaching the table.

She swept all the pages to the ground. The rough paper was written with a familiar yet unfamiliar font, which was somewhat similar to traditional Chinese characters, but was generally very different.

It seems that if she doesn't want to become illiterate, she has to start studying again.

As soon as Liu came back, she saw a child lying on the ground. After taking a closer look, she immediately recognized Mu Qing.

"Nanny Zhang!"

At this moment, Mu Qing was dirty because he had been crawling on the ground for a long time. In his hand, he was holding the "Female Analects" that Liu usually used to pass the time.

If Liu hadn't been in such a good mood, his tone would have been a sharp explosion.

Liu quickly asked Nanny Zhang to pick Mu Qing up from the ground.

Mu Qing watched helplessly as the book in his hand was easily taken away.

Mu Qing knew that Liu had come in. After this time, she might have to wait until she was several years old to receive enlightenment before she could have access to these books.

When she thought of this, she didn't care about anything else and quickly used up all her strength:

“…Su…Su…”

Mu Qing's sudden words startled Liu.

In fact, children around one year old can already make monosyllabic sounds, but Mu Qing is only a few months old after all. In addition, Liu heard what Mu Qing said at the same time, so she quickly picked up Mu Qing.

Sue? Or the book?

"Madam Zhang, did you hear what Qingqing said just now?"

Liu looked at Mu Qing in confusion, but Mu Qing simply gave up and pointed directly at the pages:

"Book."

The syllables at this time were very clear, and Liu clearly heard what Mu Qing said.

She didn't care about anything else and gave the book she had just taken back to Mu Qing. Sure enough, she saw Mu Qing starting to read it seriously.

Liu was overjoyed when she saw this, and told Mu Shan the news when he returned home from his shift.

This dynasty was a society that adopted the imperial examination system to enter officialdom. Mu Shan initially completed his identity transformation from a farmer to an official through the imperial examination.

In the Tianchi Dynasty, not only the government attaches great importance to reading, but farmers and merchants also attach great importance to it.

Mu Shan was no exception. When he heard about his little son's inexplicable persistence in holding on to the book, he became interested.