ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Chapter 197 Crossing the Star River's Past
"You haven't told me yet, what form of assessment will it be? Will it be a fight between me and Sister Fan, or something else?"

After Xiaofan left the room, Du Xinghe asked.

Kui shook his head: "Not only the stronger ones are suitable to be witches, just follow me."

She sat down in front of Du Xinghe. When she turned around, a road surrounded by mist appeared in front of them. "Each candidate for the priestess faces a different test. In front of the stairs are fragments between the past, present and future. As long as you can walk out of them, you will pass the test."

Kui paused, his tone as deep as a dusk bell: "But if you get lost in it, you will never be able to get out again."

During the time of training in the attic, Du Xinghe seldom met with Kui. When they met occasionally, she would ask her if she needed anything - the attic was not a place for hard training. If she wanted to eat or drink, she could get what she wanted. However, once Du Xinghe was immersed in training, he would not pay attention to anything else, let alone the desire for food.

Today's Viper's attitude is particularly heavy.

Perhaps it was because the assessment was approaching and she needed to be more serious, Du Xinghe thought, and asked the question that concerned her the most: "Wait, as long as we can get out of this, we will pass the assessment. Then how do we decide between me and Sister Xiaofan? Who will get out first? Or is there another scoring mechanism?"

——Even though Xiaofan’s sense of mission touched her, Du Xinghe didn’t want to lose as long as it was a competition.

She always takes winning and losing seriously.

Kui was stunned, as if she had never expected Du Xinghe to ask these questions. She was silent for a moment and said, "Once you go in, you will forget about the assessment and the victory or defeat. You don't have to care about it."

A golden light flew out from the hand of the snake and sank into the center of Du Xinghe's brow: "Please set off."

Du Xinghe stood up and without any hesitation, stepped into the stairs in the mist.

The snake behind him stared intently and watched the door close again.

……

When Du Xinghe opened his eyes again, he was surrounded by the sound of rushing water.

She stood up subconsciously, but found it difficult to even raise her right hand. What came into her sight was the high bright moon and a short, lotus-root-like arm.

crossed?
At what age can you wear it?
What about her system?

Du Xinghe's memory was so chaotic that she couldn't piece together her complete identity information. She only saw the tearful woman holding her in her arms, saying sorry over and over again: "You are so young and can't leave your mother for a moment, but mother can't keep you by her side..."

A mother's voice has a natural attraction to babies. Du Xinghe looked towards the source of the sound, but he couldn't even see the woman's face.

"Let mother take another look at the baby,"

The woman held her face up in her hands.

This time, as he got closer, Du Xinghe could barely see her outline clearly: "His Majesty wants to kill us all, but you are my parents... no, you are the hope of the entire Du family. I will never hand you over to His Majesty."

When she mentioned His Majesty for the second time, the reluctance in the woman's tone suddenly turned into determination. She first took off the jade pendant she was wearing and hung it around her daughter's neck. She pushed the bamboo basket containing her daughter into the river, and let it drift away with the current.

"what?"

She opened her mouth, but couldn't even utter a decent sentence, only loud crying.

The river water swung the bamboo basket back and forth, and she seemed to be forced to join a drift without any safety measures. Every time the bamboo basket was about to be overturned, a faint light would light up on her chest, allowing her to keep steady in the wind and waves.

Du Xinghe recalled and found that he could not remember anything except his own name.

Even the "system" that was extremely powerful at the beginning faded from her memory.

I even slowly accepted the fact that I was a two-month-old baby girl.

Long streams flow into rivers.

Even the old boatman didn't dare to say that he could safely cross the rapids, but this small bamboo basket safely sent her out of the Xuan Kingdom. She was like a real baby, crying loudly when she was hungry, and when she was tired of crying, she found that she could not drink anything except the river water that splashed on her face, so she slowly learned to close her mouth.

When Du Xinghe thought she was going to starve to death, a pair of hands lifted her up from the slowly slowing river: "This is... This is my husband and I's child!"

A half-dressed woman held her in her arms, her cloudy eyes filled with joy of having the child back: "It must be my husband who sent the child back...!"

The woman was so thin that her bones were visible. When she picked up Du Xinghe, her ribs hurt her tender skin.

The woman treated her like her own child, holding her in her arms while she searched the nearby pile of dead bodies for valuables. In those days, digging corpses was a very shameful thing. If you could really dig out something valuable, it would be unlucky. No one would despise the bad luck of silver, especially the idle men in the village who did not work and had no money to spend.

They had also wanted to attack the pile of dead bodies nearby, but as soon as they approached them, they either fell and broke their heads, or saw hallucinations of corpses.

Therefore, even if they saw intact clothes on the corpse from a distance, the villagers did not dare to dig up the body. They even moved the place where they washed clothes to a place further downstream for fear of being contaminated by evil spirits.

Only this crazy widow whose family's pillar of support and only daughter had died would dare to come.

The crazy widow knew no fear. She only wanted to search the corpse for items that could be exchanged for money to buy rice porridge for her lost and found child.

Du Xinghe couldn't see the people's faces clearly, but he could see clearly the black gas emanating from the pile of dead bodies.

Many corpses had knives and arrows stuck in them, which could be sold for money after being pulled out. Normally, the victor would take them away when counting the spoils and would not give the chance to dig up the bodies. This shows that evil spirits have gathered and multiplied, which is also the reason why the villagers had hallucinations after approaching this place.

Just when the black energy was about to attack the crazy widow, a faint white light spread from the baby girl in her arms, like an invisible barrier, protecting her as she slowly searched for valuables from the corpse.

"Look, mother found some silver. I'll buy you some rice porridge..."

"This time, mother will definitely not let you starve to death again."

When Du Xinghe was about to faint from the stench of the corpse, she heard the crazy widow whispering a promise to her.

She had no choice but to raise her hand and touch her face to comfort her.

Unexpectedly, this touch made her excited, and she bent down and kissed her cheek again and again:
"Baby, do you understand what I'm saying? You're really smart. I'll dig some more and buy you some candy!"

Du Xinghe, who hasn't even grown any teeth yet: "..."

Thank you, it's very kind of you to have this heart.

……

The news that the crazy widow not only dug up the unlucky pile of dead bodies, but also brought back a baby spread throughout the place.

At first, the villagers thought she had brought back a dead baby.

After all, the baby girl that the crazy widow held in her arms like a treasure did not cry or make a fuss like a normal child. They had never heard the baby cry, and every time they saw her, they only saw the back of her head.

The villagers were afraid that the crazy widow's act of digging up corpses would bring bad luck to the village, so they drove her away and scolded her. However, she turned a deaf ear to them and fed her daughter with rice porridge instead. No matter how the village chief advised her, she was determined to raise the baby.

After losing the pillar of the family, all the valuable pots and pans in the crazy widow's house were snatched away by her so-called in-laws. But she didn't care. As long as she and her children had something to eat, she was satisfied.

She was not picky about food or drink and actually raised her child to the age of four.

When the baby girl in the arms of the crazy widow grew up little by little and was big enough to walk, the villagers suddenly discovered that -

It turns out that the baby she was holding was not a dead baby!

When Du Xinghe grew up a little bit, the crazy widow died of a serious illness. The villagers spent a whole night discussing whether to drive the unlucky girl out of the village or keep her as a child bride - she was already raised to the point where she could walk and work, and they could get a dowry if they sold her. Driving her out of the village would mean that she would be given to the single idlers nearby, which was a bit of a pity.

When they came to a conclusion, they found that the unlucky girl had already run away.

Crossing the galaxy under the stars and climbing over mountains and hills without stopping for a moment.

Along the way, she would pick the fruits nearby when she was hungry. The fruits that were too high had to be picked by climbing the tree, and the energy she would eat was not enough to cover the energy consumed by climbing up. The fruits tasted sour and astringent. Du Xinghe had only one requirement for the fruits she ate -

If you don't get sick after eating it, it's a good fruit.

Every time she wanted to give up, she would hold the jade token in her hand. Soon the jade token would exude a refreshing warmth, and her feet, which had been too tired to move, would have the strength to keep moving forward.

Du Xinghe put in all his effort, walked through one mountain after another, and arrived outside a city.

A plaque with the words "Jinwu City" was hung on the main gate of the city, and it was guarded by well-dressed soldiers.

She looked down at herself, then at the people entering the city, all of whom were wearing silk clothes. She soon realized that this was not the main entrance she could enter.

Du Xinghe pondered for a moment, waited outside the city for several days, and relying on his thin and shriveled body, he took advantage of the cover of night to sneak into the cargo of a caravan and successfully sneaked into the city.

As he squeezed himself into the gap between the cargo and looked up at the moon, Du Xinghe pondered a question -

She doesn't seem to be a child.

She seemed to have more memories than others, but she just couldn't remember them.

But she is very sure that some of the decisions she makes are not something that people of her age can make.

What is your true identity?
After successfully sneaking into Jinwu City, Du Xinghe felt that—

No matter what her previous identity was, she must be a person who is very good at stealing and taking advantage of loopholes.

There were also beggars in Jinwu City, who had formed their own faction. She was an outsider, and even a wild child was inferior to others. The beggars sat under the wall with empty broken bowls in front of them. Du Xinghe was even more extraordinary, as she didn't even have a bowl, so she just sat there doing nothing.

The children next to her laughed at her: "How can you beg for food when you can't even find a begging bowl?"

Crossing the Galaxy turned a deaf ear.

At this time, someone walked by and dropped a bun.

The children's eyes lit up, except Du Xinghe, who had been sitting lazily. She pounced on the bun like lightning, her mouth arrived before her body, and she swallowed it directly. It was a solid vegetarian bun, without any meat or fish. It would be choking if eaten dry, but she managed to eat it directly into her stomach without any fear of choking, which made the others stare in amazement.

When the others saw the buns being snatched away, they glared at her, swearing at her and wanting to beat her up.

"Unhappy? Come chase me."

After making a face at the four little boys, Du Xinghe turned and ran.

She ran all the way into the alley. Seeing that she had nowhere to go, the four children picked up the brooms beside her and said, "It's you again, you little bastard. You don't even have a bowl, but you're always the fastest to grab food. You're the reincarnation of a hungry dog! Brothers, let's break her legs today and see how she can snatch food from us next time!"

I learned similar words from the rough guys at the dock.

They were all older and taller than Du Xinghe, and they felt that one against one was more than enough, and four against one was a sure win.

The four of them rushed forward, and for a moment, screams rang out one after another, but none of them came from Du Xinghe.

She even snatched the brooms from the children who knew how to use "weapons" and used them instead of swords to beat them until they curled up on the ground.

"Well……"

The broom turned into a sword flower in Du Xinghe's hand. She said to herself, "It seems that besides being good at stealing, I should also be good at fighting."

After being a beggar for a while, she found a new way.

After the big beggar in Jinwu City learned that there was a homeless girl, he had been coveting her body - in the past, he could only take possession of fair-skinned children. Even though Du Xinghe's face was dirty, in his eyes, at least she was a real girl, so he was naturally very jealous. However, her whereabouts were as secretive as a loach, so it was not easy to take action in the street during the day, and he couldn't find her at night. So he told the little beggars who usually listened to him that whoever could find her would have his food shared with him first.

This "wanted order" was issued only one day, and that night the beggar was attacked by her in the middle of the night.

The big beggar could become the leader of the beggars only because he was an older man and had some fierceness from the streets, but he was not very good at fighting. He was sleeping on a tattered mat in the middle of the night, dreaming of becoming a rich man, when his body suddenly felt heavy and his head was hit hard by a heavy object.

A fight in real life is not a turn-based game. It is said that a person holding a long stick will have to be obedient when being stabbed in the vitals by a knife. In fact, if a heavy stick hits the head, a normal person will lose the ability to resist.

In the darkness, a small figure pressed down on the big beggar, not only blinding him, but also destroying his things that could harm others. The little beggars who had been harmed by him were stunned, and no one came to help him.

"Stop yelling,"

Du Xinghe slapped him twice, making his mouth full of blood: "They listen to you because they are timid. How can you expect a bunch of cowardly kids to save you? Don't say I'm cruel. I'm helping you. In the future, you can eat the emperor's food and avoid the pain of purification. How great is that."

The little beggars could not see her face clearly. At night, there was only the dull sound of the big beggars being beaten and her light and pleasant voice.

After he finished speaking, Du Xinghe was surprised.

Logically speaking, she was just an abandoned baby, so how could she know about being a eunuch and eating the emperor's food?
And you still have such a deep obsession with sending others to be eunuchs...

Du Xinghe pondered for a moment and came to a surprising conclusion -

Could it be that her previous life was a father-in-law who helped people to purify themselves? !

"Sister, stop hitting me..."

A timid voice brought Du Xinghe back to his senses.

Her eyesight was very good at night, and she saw clearly that this was one of the four children she had beaten during the day. She smiled slightly and said, "What's wrong? Do you want to help him?"

"No," the child hastily denied, mumbling, "It's just that I'm afraid you'll beat him to death, trouble..."

After he reminded him, Du Xinghe realized that the big beggar only had one breath left.

"You, you, you, and you."

Du Xinghe pointed his finger at the four little boys who emerged from the darkness.

Those whose names were called all turned pale.

"Come here, four of you, lift him up."

Frightened by Du Xinghe's ferocity, they dared not even breathe, and quickly walked to the big beggar and lifted him up with both hands. The big beggar, who was beaten unconscious, cursed. The little beggar looked at him, then looked at Du Xinghe.

They were often bullied by the beggars, but they dared not get angry or say anything.

And this new evil star...

Do they really want to listen to her?
"Follow me."

Du Xinghe gave the order calmly.

You can't hear a single question from her, the listeners just need to firmly follow her instructions.

The four of them were startled and did as they were told obediently.

They could also be heard whispering to each other to comfort each other: "At least if you listen to this devil woman, you won't get a sore butt."

After hanging around in Jinwu City for a while, Du Xinghe realized that the method of entering the city he used when he first reported in was unnecessary. The sturdy city walls were used to prevent bandits. There were small dog holes in the walls, and thin people could enter and exit Jinwu City freely by just curling up their bodies.

Du Xinghe wanted to carry the big beggar to the river outside the city, but he ran into trouble when it came to leaving the city.

The four children carried the beggar and tried to rush out of the dog hole. They failed twice and had no choice but to ask Du Xinghe for help: "It's not that we are disobedient, it's that he is too big to pass through."

"make life difficult for?"

Du Xinghe took a look.

Compared with the child, although the big beggar was skinny because he only had one meal every three days, he was at least the physique of an adult man, so it was indeed a bit difficult to carry him out of the dog hole.

"There are always more solutions than problems. When you encounter a problem, don't be stubborn and open your mind."

Du Xinghe walked over, removed the big beggar's two arms, and slapped him twice before he could scream, knocking him unconscious. His series of moves were so smooth that the three children were shocked and sighed, and one of them even wet his pants with fear.

After sending the shrunken version of the beggar out of the dog hole, the four men wrapped him in a mat and threw him into the river.

Seeing him being swept away by the rushing river, they were worried: "Sister, did we kill someone?"

The word "sister" established Du Xinghe's lofty status among the street children in Jinwu City.

The moonlight poured down on the grass by the river, casting a faint light on Du Xinghe's thin body. She scooped up river water to wash her face. Her eyes were particularly bright on her skinny face:
"How could that be? We are only sending away the scourge of Jinwu City. Who says floating downstream will kill you? My mother put me in a bamboo basket and let it float for three days and three nights. Am I not standing in front of you now? He must be living happily in a faraway place."

Of course, in order to prevent this from happening, after throwing the beggar into the river, Du Xinghe also used a sharpened piece of bamboo to cut his tendons.

Having just witnessed the image of Du Xinghe's killer god, the four of them broke out in cold sweats when they heard her speak so gently.

Their survival instinct told them that it would be better to listen to her:

“That’s true!”

"But the old beggar should have died a long time ago. He beat Arya to deafness because she ate one more bite of his bun."

Talking about the big beggar's daily atrocities, the four of them were still a little frightened.

The shortest one clenched his fist and said, "I think it's better to follow me than to follow that old beggar! He always bullies me, I wish he was dead!"

"He bullied you?" Another person was surprised: "He always asked you to sleep with him, Liuzi, and asked you to share the food first. I thought he loved you very much..."

Seeing that Liuzi's face was getting worse and worse, he obviously thought of something and stopped talking.

Liuzi lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, then said to Du Xinghe: "Sister, I will follow you from now on."

Du Xinghe hummed lightly without commenting.

She washed the sweat off her face and neck, and thought about her true identity again.

She commits crimes as naturally as breathing. Could she have been a ruthless killer in the past?
In an unnoticed corner of Jinwu City, the beggars changed their leader.

Du Xinghe led them to beg in an orderly manner, and they also found some small jobs they could do on weekdays. They were all odd jobs that adults looked down upon, and they earned little. It was impossible for them to have enough to eat, but at least they had food in their stomachs.

In the past, when the big beggar took them with him, he would also let the little beggars work, but the wages they received were all deducted.

Following the big sister, life becomes more hopeful.

"Sister, why don't you eat a single bite? I heard that you are still growing."

Today, the street children received food as a reward for their work, which was distributed equally under the arrangement of the big sister.

Even if they were not satisfied, they would give up the idea when they saw that Du Xinghe didn't want any buns.

Xiaoliu, who had followed her the longest, poked his head over and asked.

Du Xinghe glanced at him and said, "I found out that I don't need to eat."

"What are you talking about, sister? If you don't eat, are you still a human? Wouldn't that make you a ghost?"

Xiao Liu finished speaking and added: "Sister, if you are a ghost, we will collect money to buy you some paper money to burn next time, so as not to let our sister starve."

The other little beggars regarded Xiaoliu as Du Xinghe's number one lackey, but none of them had any intention of refutating his words.

They are not ungrateful people.

The big sister is good to them, so what's wrong with them saving some food and burning some paper money for her?
Not only do I have to burn paper money, I also have to burn a pair of boys and girls to serve me!

Du Xinghe raised his hand and pressed his temple: "Can't you think of something positive? If I don't eat or drink, can't I be an immortal fasting? Must I be a wandering ghost?"

Hearing this, Xiaoliu's face flushed. After a moment, he said softly, "Sister, although we are beggars and don't have to be so particular, we can't always talk about our butts. That's not good."

Crossing the Galaxy: "..."

She immediately gave him a kick on the butt, causing him to roll three times.

Xiao Liu was not angry at all. She got up from the ground and laughed, "Immortal, why didn't I think of you as an immortal? Our Jinwu City is at the foot of the Jiuyang Sect. If you happen to catch up with the Jiuyang Sect recruiting disciples, you can also go and give it a try... Ouch! Sister, did I say something wrong? Why did you kick me again?"

"Nothing was said wrong,"

Du Xinghe retracted his legs and said calmly: "Just hearing the three words Jiuyang Sect, my legs instinctively itched."

Xiaoliu touched the back of his head and didn’t understand what his sister said.

Fortunately, there is one big advantage of hanging out on the streets for them, which is that if they can't figure something out, they just stop thinking about it and don't add unnecessary trouble to themselves.

Jinwu City is located at the foot of Jiuyang Sect, which is why it is so prosperous.

Jinwu City was protected by a large sect, and immortals would occasionally pass by, and everyone who came here hoped to get some of the immortal energy. Even street children and beggars living in the city all admired the Nine Yang Sect, and the younger ones even dreamed of being spotted by an immortal and taken to the mountains to cultivate immortality.

Unfortunately, in their memory, such a thing has never happened.

When accepting disciples, the Jiuyang Sect only looks at their qualifications, not their background.

But how could beggars as lowly as them have the qualifications to cultivate immortality?
Xiaoliu had never had this dream, but he felt that his sister had great hope.

"Don't you like the Nine Yang Sect? Do you know anyone from the Nine Yang Sect?" Xiao Liu approached and asked. The other beggars laughed at him, "Six, you are crazy. How could we be related to the Nine Yang Sect?"

The big sister did not answer his question.

Time flies. After more than a month, the fairy bell on the mountain rang three times.

There were cheers in Jinwu City, which was even more lively than the New Year. The beggars' begging results were also more abundant than usual. Xiaoliu asked why they were so happy?
The passerby smiled and replied, "The Nine Yang Sect is recruiting disciples. I happen to have a boy of the right age at home, and I plan to send him to the mountain to try his luck!"

Hearing this, Xiao Liu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said a few more auspicious words, which made the other party blush, and then asked: "Does the Nine Yang Sect have any requirements for accepting disciples this time? Do you want to... charge a discipleship fee?"

The man looked Xiaoliu up and down, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes: "Why, a beggar wants to become my disciple?"

"How can I be worthy of this! I just want to dream something meaningful. My Lord, you look so ethereal, so just be kind and tell me."

Xiao Liu was very humble. Even though he was not good at complimenting people, he made the passerby laugh. He told him kindly, "The apprenticeship fee is not much, but it costs one tael of silver to pass through! One tael per person, and my family can't afford more. Whoever is more capable will be sent to the Nine Yang Sect to have a try!"

"One or two!"

After hearing that it would cost a full tael of silver, Xiaoliu smacked his lips, thanked him, and sat down in the corner in a daze.

One ounce of silver...

He had never seen so much money!
One tael of silver would be enough to save his life!
It is said that immortals do not use silver, but only shiny stones, but he doesn't know where to get those stones.

He felt that Big Sister was different from others and shouldn't be a homeless person on the street.

It was not their turn to learn to read and write. Just the money to buy paper and pens for learning to read was not enough. There was only one way for poor children who could not afford to read to change their status, and that was to be noticed by a big sect and accepted as a disciple.

He wanted to raise a tael of silver for his sister, and he would use any means necessary.

It was my sister who rescued him from the old beggar.

He owed her his life.