"Almost done training? Why do I feel like I haven't trained much?" Ji Mo was a little surprised. He must have trained well at this speed.

"You didn't train very much. You passed the first level with the Heavenly Book, but you gave up on the second level. You swallowed part of my Five Elements Thunder in the third level, so you passed this level well." The God of Thunder said to Ji Mo.

Said with one glance.

In Ji Mo's case, his carefully designed levels are wasted, all of his hard work.

Well, when the God of Thunder said this, Ji Mo also felt that he didn't pass the test well.

"Then what's the next level?" Jimo asked.

"The next level is to understand yourself better," Thor said.

"Do I need to deepen my understanding of myself? I know myself very well." Ji Mo said.

He really felt that he understood himself very well. Before time travel, he was an otaku, but after time travel, um, he was a otaku god.

"No, sometimes we don't have a deep understanding of ourselves. In a sense, only after experiencing birth, old age, illness, death, and different lives can we truly understand our own hearts. You are too young and have too little experience.

You may not necessarily understand yourself." Thor said.

"Okay, maybe what you said makes sense. I understand who I am at this stage. Maybe when I get older, my thoughts will change." Jimo nodded. People must feel different after experiencing birth, old age, illness and death.

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"Only when people understand themselves as much as possible can they improve themselves better, so the level below is very interesting, called Three Lives and Three Worlds." Thor said.

"Three lives and three lives?" Ji Mo thought of the seven lives and seven lives designed by the earth's heaven, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Why is it such a vulgar script?

"Well, in the three completely different lives, you can experience a different life, and you can also better understand which one you want to take most. This will help you to firm up your Taoist heart in the future. To a certain extent,

Cultivation is also about cultivating the mind." Thunder God said.

"Your Three Lives and Three Lives won't be a vulgar romantic drama, right?" Jimo asked.

"How is it possible? Am I the kind of person who is bored? My three lives and three lives are mainly used to understand life. Although there is love, it only accounts for part of it." Thor said.

"Okay." Ji Mo nodded.

"Don't worry, there is no danger in this level. The main thing is to tell me your feelings after you experience it. I will be the judge of whether you can pass this level." Thor added.

"Yeah." Ji Mo nodded. It's best if there is no danger. He still hopes that he can pass these levels. It's okay to get a part of the inheritance. It would be best to get more treasures. Who would dislike having too many treasures?

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Cultivation in all the heavens and all realms requires resources, especially on the earth and the distant lands, where resources are relatively poor and everything is lacking.

The God of Thunder waved his hand, and Jimo passed out.

When he opened his eyes again, Jimo found himself lying in the bushes covered with scars.

Why am I lying here? Who am I?

Ji Mo was in a daze for a moment, and the next moment, some memories appeared in his mind.

It turns out that his name is Ji Mo, he is eight years old this year, his parents were killed by his enemies, and he was lucky enough to escape.

The God of Thunder's methods are very powerful, much more powerful than the laws of heaven on Earth. Ji Mo has no memory of himself in the illusion, only the memories fabricated by the God of Thunder for him.

Ji Mo completely assumed the role of this little boy.

"It hurts!" Little Jimo Ninja stood up in pain, looked at the corpses around him, and couldn't help but feel sad.

Suddenly, he saw two familiar people, who had turned into corpses.

"Father, mother!" Xiao Jimo suddenly threw himself next to the two bodies that were close together, crying loudly.

At this moment, his father's smile and his mother's tenderness all appeared in his mind. From now on, he would no longer have the love of his father and mother. Xiao Jimo cried very sadly.

After crying all day and night, little Jimo wiped away his tears, found a place to bury his parents and other corpses around him, then returned home, found a small box and some gold and silver hidden in the secret room, and then left the house.

Everyone is dead, and if you leave a child here, your enemies will come looking for you again.

Late at night, in the barren mountains, Xiao Jimo hid in the temple alone and hungry.

"Why? Why is this happening? My father just got a bead, and these people killed his whole family. The people of Black Wind Ridge must avenge themselves! Just wait, your death will be when I come back." Xiao Jimo

I swore secretly in my heart.

He is going to a nearby immortal cultivating sect. He heard that it accepts disciples and can learn skills. He has suffered a lot along the way, but he will never give up. He only has hatred in his heart now, and he must take revenge.

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After going through many difficulties and dangers, living in the open and wind, Xiao Jimo finally came to the sect of cultivating immortals.

As expected, that sect was recruiting disciples. Many boys and girls came here for interviews. The older ones were in their teens and the younger ones were six or seven years old. Basically, they were all accompanied by their family members or servants. Only little Jimo was more embarrassed, like a little boy.

Beggar.

"Little beggar, are you here for an interview too? This is the most powerful fairy sect in our Feilong Empire. This is not a place where a little beggar like you should come. You'd better go back."

Suddenly, a pretty, seven or eight-year-old girl said to Jimo angrily.

Ji Mo glanced at this little girl, who looked like a coquettish girl, and there were many guards around her, and sneered in his heart, she was just a spoiled girl.

Ji Mo was too lazy to argue with the little girl and ignored her.

"Hey, why are you ignoring me? What's your name? Are you talking?" The little girl couldn't help but feel a little depressed when she saw Ji Mo not paying attention to her. No one dared to ignore her yet.

Ji Mo didn't even bother to look at the little girl this time. He walked to a corner, not wanting to attract any more attention.

Looking at his tattered clothes and smelling how he was about to stink, Ji Mo remembered that there was a creek not far away, so he walked to the creek, washed up, and put on the only clothes he was wearing.

I bought a new piece of clothing and walked back again.

He is still in the corner, not wanting to attract attention. He is like a wounded wolf now, he just wants to lick his wounds quietly.

"Huh? Are you the little beggar just now? I didn't expect you to be quite handsome. What's your name?" At this time, the charming little girl came over again and looked at Jimo curiously.

The little beggar just now transformed and turned out to be so energetic? He was also quite good-looking. The little girl became more interested in Ji Mo.

Ji Mo originally came from a good family, so the clothes he is wearing now are also of good quality. He just didn't pay attention to his appearance for a few months before.

At this moment, Ji Mo's appearance and temperament are very outstanding compared with other boys around him.
Chapter completed!