Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

He quickly collected the elixirs and daily necessities in the cave.

Then she walked out of the cave and looked across at the Songlu River. Starting from this river, the concentration of spiritual energy on the opposite side became higher, and there were also many cities where cultivators gathered.

He Ling stepped on a flying sword and flew to the riverside. He took a last look in the direction of Fuzhou City, but his eyes were a little gloomy.

She actually knew that although Song Yu was already a cultivator and was holding the golden sword talisman, she was essentially a young girl. Although the physique of a cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining was comparable to that of an ordinary man, she was facing an entire city of soldiers, and she had no other means except the golden sword talisman.

Although she had given Song Yu some advice, don't expect a little girl who was blinded by revenge to make any careful plans.

"Hiss?"

By the river, a small green snake emerged from the cuff of a woman in white and hissed twice at her.

"Nothing, Qing'er, it's just...oh, trouble."

.....................

Not long ago in Fuzhou City.

There was a magnificent mansion that looked like a palace. Outside the mansion stood rows of soldiers. They were dressed in black and had black ribbons on their heads. They looked solemn as they stood guarding the door.

At the door, there were carriages parked coming and going, and dignitaries with big bellies got off the carriages and walked towards the house.

A white, fat man wearing a silk jacket and with a bloated figure just got off the carriage. He asked the servant to take out a water bag, poured some water on his hands, and then wiped it in front of his eyes. The servant also held a mirror in his hand and looked carefully. Only then did he confirm that there was no problem and walked into the house.

At this time, a hall in the house was open, and a black wooden coffin was placed horizontally in front of the hall. There was a brazier in the middle. A beautiful woman was burning paper money in front of the brazier, and tears could not be stopped on her face.

The slightly plump man standing nearby frowned and said in a somewhat hostile tone, "Alright, stop crying. Didn't you avenge Guan'er? Your sobbing is so shrill, it's getting on my nerves."

"But sir..."

After being glared at by the man, the beautiful woman did not dare to speak.

The slightly plump man was the governor of Fuzhou City - Li Zhong. Although his son died, he was not very sad because the son was born to one of his concubines. Li Zhong was powerful and influential in Fuzhou City, so he naturally did not miss out on beautiful women. Not counting his three wives, he already had eighteen concubines. If this concubine had not given birth to a son for him, he would not even remember her name.

Although it was a son, he was born to a concubine. Li Zhong didn't see him very often throughout the year, and the most recent news he heard about him was his death.

Although he was not favored, he was still Li Zhong's son after all, so naturally he had to take revenge. However, now that Song Tianjie had been killed, the matter came to an end.

Seeing that guests had already come in one after another, Li Zhong didn't want to stay here any longer. "You stay here. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Master..." the beautiful woman called out, but Li Zhong seemed not to hear her and walked towards the door without slowing down.

"Li Xun, Mr. Li, I'm giving you a gift of one hundred gold coins, a piece of hundred-year-old ginseng."

"Zhang Yiyuan, the juren Zhang, gave me a gift of 100 taels, a painting by a famous artist."

The person in charge of recording was a man with a pointed face, a hat, and a piece of ointment on his temple. He looked like a legal advisor.

He called out twice more, "Next."

"Name, invitation." He dipped the brush in ink on the inkstone and waited for a while, but there was silence.

He looked up in some surprise, but only saw a person who looked like a woman wearing a linen jacket and a straw hat. The straw hat was a bit big and completely covered her face, so he couldn't see what she looked like.

The lawyer frowned. The people who came to the prefect's mansion were all high-ranking officials dressed in silk and satin. What was the job of the gatekeeper? He actually let a beggar in.

Then he glanced towards the door, only to see the guards there, slumped against the wall, as if they were asleep.

A surge of anger rose in the master's heart. Well, you dare to be lazy at this time. He made a note of this in his heart and then looked at the woman in front of him.

"Go away, go away! Don't you see where this is? How can a beggar like you come to a place like this? Get out of here!"

The woman stood there motionless, as if she didn't hear anything, and reached out to pick up the recorder's post.

"Hey, you little rascal, you want to be beaten, right?" As the master just raised his fist, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment he fell back on the chair, motionless.

The woman ignored it and continued to look through the records and read.

"Li Xun, Zhang Yiyuan, Du Mogu, Jin Daqian..........." After reading out the names one by one, the woman threw the record away.

"As expected, snakes and rats come from the same nest. Today, I will rid Fuzhou City of this evil."

Inside the mansion, a ritual was being held for the prefect's son. A Taoist priest in a yellow robe and holding a peach wood sword was chanting something in front of him.

The people watching below cried loudly, as if their parents had died.

The Taoist priest had reached the climax. After chanting the spell, he pointed the peach wood sword at the candle. Suddenly, a flame shot up into the sky. The Taoist priest looked at everyone's surprised expressions, then smiled slightly and hid the thing in his sleeve a little deeper.

Then he bowed to Li Zhong and was about to flatter him and say a few polite words.

At this moment, a "creaking" sound was heard, which was particularly obvious in this quiet moment.

The door that was originally closed opened.

The Taoist priest was also a little confused at this moment. He didn't remember there was such a step.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Li Zhong's eyes. The funeral banquet had already begun, and logically speaking, no one should disturb it.

Everyone was a little surprised and looked at the open door.

As the door slowly opened, a woman appeared in front of the door.

The guard reacted immediately, "Who is it?"

The woman stared straight ahead, then uttered a voice filled with anger, as if gritting her teeth, "Li Zhong, do you remember me?"

Li Zhong felt a little uneasy for some reason, but then he remembered that this person was in his base camp. Even if she was a martial arts master, could she deal with his soldiers?

Thinking of this, he regained some confidence in his heart, "Who are you?"

When the woman took off her hat, a stunningly beautiful face was revealed.

"Song Yu! It's you!"

Li Zhong was shocked. He had thought of anyone but never thought it would be Song Yu.

"Hahaha, you actually delivered yourself to my door!"