The elder of the sect, she is going to hang out with the villain

Chapter 1 Countdown to Life

Lan Zhi was a little confused.

She clearly remembered that she died suddenly because of staying up late to work. The sound of crying and shouting in the hospital was still in her ears. She looked at her mother's old face sadly, but she couldn't move forward to comfort her.

She watched her arm pass through her mother's body, and realized once again that she was dead, but her soul remained in this world.

"Sorry……"

Made you sad for me again.

The scene in front of him suddenly became disordered in the next second, similar to the snowflakes produced by the black and white TV when there was no signal when he was a child.

When she opened her eyes again, Lan Zhi came here.

A very strange place.

She took a general look, except for the small wooden house where she was, the others were all flowers and trees.

It can be called a deserted place.

Staring blankly at the strange face in the bronze mirror, Lan Zhi sighed.

What the hell is this place?
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but almost the second after she asked the question, a large piece of memory suddenly flooded into her mind like a flood.

The brain received so many messages all at once, which made Lan Zhi hug his head suddenly.

When the sun sets and the night falls, Lan Zhi finally sorts out the memory that does not belong to her.

She is now in a world of cultivating immortals, almost everyone wants to become immortals, and there are many people who can reach the threshold of cultivating immortals, but among them, they are extremely talented, and only one in a thousand can truly step onto the road of cultivating immortals.

And the original owner of her current body - He Lanyi is one of the rare geniuses in the world of cultivating immortals.

He Lanyi had no father or mother since she was a child, and lived with beggars on the street. Later, she was taken by the Kunlun Immortal Sect Master, who was wandering abroad, and brought her back to Kunlun Mountain.

Because of his humble status and indifferent temperament, few people in the sect make friends with him.

Although she has stepped into the Nascent Soul stage now and has become the elder of the sect holding the sword, compared with other elders, she has too little qualifications, young age, family background, and highly talented disciples are not willing to worship under her sect.

However, He Lanyi was also happy to be at leisure, she still kept her ears to herself and only cared about her own cultivation.

So far in Misty Peak, there is only her and a wooden house.

That's good too, so as not to be discovered by others that the sub-core has been replaced in the shell.

and many more……

He Lanyi, Misty Peak, Kunlun Immortal Sect!

Isn't this a novel that she just clicked on the page and read when she was fishing at work?

So not only was she reborn, but she also wore a book!

Very good, the buffs are full, is there going to be a system chattering in her mind to assign her tasks next?
Lan Zhi tried to call out a few words: "System? System?"

No response.

The draft whistling past her ears seemed to be laughing at her stupid behavior.

Lan Zhi curled her lips, walked to the stairs in front of the cabin and sat down, propped her head on her hands and looked up at the sky.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, like a bottle of dark blue ink being knocked over to the ground, with two stars sometimes falling in the middle.

It has been a long time since Lan Zhi looked up at the sky like this. The modern city is full of high-rise buildings made of reinforced concrete, and when she looks up, she can only see dazzling white lights one after another.

There is no night in a modern city, it is another kind of exhausting day.

Lan Zhi collapsed on the stairs, hearing the "rustling" sound of the wind blowing through the leaves in her ears, and smelling the fragrance of grass and trees and the fragrance of soil in her nose.

Everything around her made her inexplicably relaxed.

She usually likes to follow dramas and read novels, especially some cool articles with big brain holes. After all, daily life and work are really exhausting. Modern people need some leisure activities to relax their tense nerves, so Lan Zhi is very happy. He quickly accepted that he became He Lanyi through the book.

After all, the life of the elder of the Zongmen is better than the life of the poor social animal she used to be.

Lan Zhi put one hand on his heart, feeling the strong heartbeat in his chest.

He Lanyi, although I don't know why I became you, I still thank God for giving me this chance of rebirth.

Starting today, I will carry your name and live a good life!

Lan Zhi, oh no, it's He Lanyi now.

He Lanyi glanced at her right hand inadvertently, and the next second, her eyes froze. He Lanyi sat up abruptly, raised her right hand in disbelief, and saw a tiny white light shining on her white as jade wrist .

In the white light, a string of numbers is counting down.

2 days, 8 hours, 32 minutes and 28 seconds.

In a few breaths, the last number has become 17 seconds.

What is this countdown about?
He Lanyi's heart began to beat violently.

"Boom...boom..."

She suddenly remembered a TV series she had watched before, in which the heroine had the ability to see the countdown of other people's lives.

Could it be that what she sees now is the countdown to her life?

This is too...

So god what does that mean?To bring her back from the dead, is it possible that the reason is to make her die again?

This plot is so ridiculous!

When He Lanyi managed to calm down, when he caught sight of the numbers on his wrist out of the corner of his eye, his temples throbbed violently again.

Can't calm down at all!

He Lanyi's mood became heavy again, and he really didn't know whether it was worse if he died suddenly without knowing it, or it was worse now that he knew that his death was coming but had no way to do it.

He Lanyi thought about it again, since in this world today one can achieve the effect of purifying the Yijing through practicing exercises, there must also be exercises that can prolong life.

Kunlun Xianzong is the head of the three immortal sects, and naturally there are countless strange books and methods in the library pavilion located on Kunlun Mountain.

Ordinary disciples can easily not enter unless the master is teaching them.

But He Lanyi is an elder.

So when the disciple guarding the door of Zangshuge saw her, he opened the door for her after obediently saluting.

After she walked in, a disciple in Tsing Yi asked curiously: "Elder He Lan usually stays in his own Misty Peak? Why did he come to the Zangshu Pavilion today?"

The disciple who just opened the door for He Lanyi replied: "Perhaps Elder He Lan has some books he wants to read, so he came here."

"So that's how it is." The next second, the disciple in Tsing Yi asked again: "Then Elder He Lan sent a disciple to fetch it, so why come in person?"

His senior brother glanced at him helplessly: "Have you forgotten again? Our Elder He Lan has never accepted disciples, and since he has no disciples, who can he send?"

The disciple in Tsing Yi suddenly realized what he said, and wanted to say something more.

The senior brother on the side glared at him: "Shut up, keep quiet."

"Oh."

He just calmed down.

In the Library Pavilion, He Lanyi flipped through one book after another.

Immortal cultivators seek immortality, not longevity.Therefore, most of the books in the pavilion are exercises and heart scriptures, but there are no books on life extension.

Furthermore, as the level of cultivation increases, the lifespan of immortal cultivators will also be extended accordingly, so there is no need to spend special efforts to prolong lifespan at all.

The Longevity Pill circulating in the market is very effective for monks who have just stepped into the Foundation Establishment Stage, but it has no effect on He Lanyi who is in the Nascent Soul Stage.

He Lanyi waved her hand according to the method in memory, and the books scattered on the ground instantly returned to their original positions, returning to the neat and tidy appearance at the beginning.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly heard a small rustling sound in her ear.

"Who's there?"

He Lanyi stretched out her hand, and a powerful force instantly absorbed the person hiding in the corner of the bookshelf into her palm.

Although it is easy for He Lanyi to move mountains and fill seas with the power of Nascent Soul Realm, but when she easily picked up a young man at this moment, He Lanyi felt the so-called I have a real sense of the realm of cultivating immortals.

Feeling the vigorous and vast power in her body, she couldn't help but get a little excited.

It wasn't until the boy's unbearable muffled hum sounded that He Lanyi came back to his senses.

She looked up and down, and found that the young man was as thin as a piece of weightless paper, as if she could easily break his body with just a little force.

The young man's thin shoulders were curled up, his head was buried low, and his body was still trembling unconsciously.

He Lanyi noticed the cloud patterns on the hem of his gray clothes.

"Are you an outer disciple?"

There are not many gifted immortal cultivators in this world. Except for the disciples who passed the examination and were admitted to the inner sect of the sect, the rest of the ordinary people who have mediocre aptitude but have hope for cultivating immortals, even if they stay in the sect to be disciples of the San Sect, they will not be able to do so. willing to leave.

Over time, there was a talk about outer disciples.

Although these outer disciples are members of the sect in name, they are not actually recognized by the sect.

Therefore, outer disciples are not allowed to enter the inner mountain, let alone Zangshu Pavilion.

"Do you know that this is not a place for you?"

He Lanyi let go of his hand, the boy was unsteady and almost fell.

He never raised his head, but buried his head lower.

Just when He Lanyi was about to suspect that this person was dumb, he finally spoke.

"Brother... I know I was wrong."

The young man's voice was slightly hoarse, and there was a sense of fear between the lines.

In the past, He Lanyi didn't have the temperament to deliberately embarrass others, so He Lanyi imitated her tone and temperament and said: "What happened today, don't do it again in the future."

The boy nodded yes.

When He Lanyi turned around and was about to leave, she subconsciously glanced at her wrist, only to find that the number on it had actually increased!
She raised her wrist to look carefully, and after confirming that it was real growth rather than her own illusion, she couldn't help laughing.

The boy behind him raised his eyes and looked at her trembling back with an inexplicable expression.

(End of this chapter)