The full-level boss crosses the apocalypse and raises cute treasures

Chapter 1 1. Sitting Ancestor
Outside the window, the sky was slightly bright, and a slight cool breeze blew in through the cracks of the window, refreshing the room.

On the sofa in the living room, Qing Ling opened her eyes quickly, her consciousness spread out, and what imprinted in her mind was tall buildings and concrete roads extending in all directions.

She has never seen such a strange place, where is this?Another world?
She raised her hand, gently stroked her face, and cast a water mirror technique with one hand. In the mirror, the person had drooping black hair, curved eyebrows, watery eyes, bright red lips, fair complexion, and delicate and graceful.

This is obviously not the familiar face that I have seen thousands of times, who is this?

Qingling withdrew her scattered consciousness, then plunged into the sea of ​​consciousness, a long memory churned up.

It turns out that I've already melted away, the Patriarch Qingling of the Misty Sect, it's just yesterday.

With a faint sigh, the endless desolation and helplessness.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt something was wrong, and looked inside her dantian, and the aura in her dantian rolled endlessly like ocean waves, boundless and vast.

This is clearly the dantian of his transformation stage.

With a thought in her mind, she mobilized the power of her soul to sense the portable space.

As soon as you move your body, you are already in the space. The thatched huts and flower fields, the small bridges and flowing water, the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, the mountains and green fields, form a world of their own.

Looking at everything in front of her, Qingling showed a faint smile.

God, so unpredictable.

Just when you think you are at the end of your life, it allows you to experience another village.

Her Patriarch Qingling was originally a cultivator of the Misty Sect, the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals. Since she embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, she has devoted herself to Taoism. For thousands of years, she has practiced endlessly, but finally stopped in the realm of transforming gods. not before.

In order to break through the realm, she traveled around, but unfortunately, she never got a chance in the world of cultivating immortals, so she could only sit down when her life was approaching.

But she didn't want to, when she opened her eyes, she was reborn as Qiao Zixi.

Qiao Zixi, a young girl in her 20s on Earth, is the illegitimate daughter of Qiao Guozheng, the richest man in Kyoto, and she is also a pregnant mother.

"Huh" She let out a long breath, calmed down her excitement, and began to look around.

In this house full of modern decoration style, the balcony is full of pots of green plants, which are full of vitality; the opened sky blue curtains are shining under the dim light; Fabric sofa, cute and comfortable; on the opposite side of the sofa is a set of polished and shiny round glass dining table, matching retro-style brown rattan chairs.
Small two rooms and one living room, full of warmth.

Once the tense emotions were relaxed, Qingling soon felt a little tired. She touched her lower abdomen, where a new life was being conceived.

In the long millennium in her past, in addition to non-stop cultivation, cultivation, or cultivation.

Now, the way of heaven allows her to be reborn, so she will follow the way of heaven, enter the world of mortals, and enjoy a hundred years of life.

Then when she opened her eyes again and faced the world, she would be Qiao Zixi.

The midday sun shines through the windows.

Qiao Zixi leaned lazily on the sofa, clicked the mouse in her hand, and quickly learned about the world through the Internet.

The memory of the cultivator is astonishing. It took her just a few days to integrate the memory of the original owner, and she was initially familiar with this world.

(End of this chapter)