A small thing that happened so long ago that it is almost impossible to remember.
And what triggered the memory mechanism of this matter was also a small thing.
Sometimes you can't ignore the details, that's right.
The cause of the incident was that this morning, he mistakenly took Tang Ling's lunch box.
The moment he opened Tang Ling's lunch box by mistake and saw two vegetarian dishes and one rice that were different from what he usually eats, a sentence suddenly popped into Song Nan's mind.
"There are still no meat dishes, no wonder I'm getting thinner."
Just when he was about to close the lid of the lunch box and pick up another lunch box, his hand suddenly stopped.
These two lunch boxes are exactly the same.
Why did he immediately recognize that the lunch box was not for him without even reacting?
What does "still" mean?
As soon as his suspicion arose, through the steaming heat from his lunch box, he seemed to see another version of himself.
Sitting at the end of the Lingxian School, the man opened his lunch box, took a look at it, closed the lid, and went to get another lunch box.
It's exactly the same as his current actions.
Song Nan suddenly closed the lid in his hand.
He remembered.
At this time in his previous life, he also missed Tang Ling's lunch box.
That was when Tang Ling first came to Lingxian Sect.
He was grateful for his master's kindness, so he took more care of the little junior sister he had adopted, taking her for morning exercises every day and guiding her in her cultivation.
In order to express his gratitude, Tang Ling would ask his maid to prepare breakfast for him.
It turns out that there was a period of time.
Why did you forget it?
Song Nan didn't understand whether it was the rebirth that caused him to gradually lose his past life amnesia, or whether it was just because it was too long that he forgot.
If it's the latter, that's fine, but if it's the former...
Song Nan didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Since his rebirth, he has been cautious in everything, trying to avoid repeating the same mistakes in some things. He also took advantage of the memory of his previous life to seize opportunities that many people took many years to obtain.
In just two months, his storage bag has contained many rare magic weapons that were hidden in the Qingyun Continent in his previous life, and many elixirs that were refined using the memories of his previous life.
With the blessing of talent, I have now advanced from the middle stage of the third stage when I first woke up to the early stage of the fifth stage.
And the strongest group of disciples at the same time as him are only at the early stage of the third stage.
At this time in my previous life, my strength never exceeded level three.
In the early stage of the fifth level, if he adds the magic weapon in his storage bag, he may even have the strength to compete with the elders of the sect.
However, despite having made such a big change, what happened to him and Tang Ling in the previous life still happened.
No matter whether he is reborn or not, no matter how different Tang Ling is in this life.
Even though Tang Ling's spiritual root attributes were so different between this life and his previous life, he still advanced to the first stage of the front stage and opened up his divine consciousness when he first came to the Lingxian Sect.
This is the same as in the previous life.
Some things deviate from the track, but in another way, they reach the same goal.
Maybe Tang Ling in that life also had a conflict with Yuan Yulang?
Song Nan looked at the lunch box in front of him, as if he saw God mercilessly mocking him.
I gave you your talent, and you were resurrected by me. I can also change the things you want to change, and you can do nothing but watch.
Just like in your previous life, you are destined to be persecuted and die miserably in a foreign land!
No matter how strong your talent is, it cannot withstand the deprivation of fate.
It's better to try to take it back.
The heartstrings that I had finally relaxed since my rebirth began to break again.
Song Nan clenched his fists.
It's a matter of life and death. If you want to take it, take a life.
It starts with Yuan Yulang’s life.
He only remembered that Yuan Yulang died because of collecting medicine in his previous life. The calculated time was almost within these days, so he immediately went to the consul hall and found out that Yuan Yulang had recently received a task of collecting medicine. p>
The location is at the Ninth Peak, the most dangerous and steepest mountain in the Lingxian Sect, and the place where Yuan Yulang died.
After that, he went to find the handyman disciples who were working in Qingcang Yuan, and then found an excuse to visit the sect elder Yan Zhen of Fu Zhen Sect.
Only then did I learn that Yuan Yulang has a stronger personality and is currently suffering from his own cultivation problems, and wants to make a breakthrough by refining advanced elixirs.
Song Nan knew that the raw material of the advanced elixir was ginseng.
The ninth peak is the most suitable place for ginseng to grow.
So he immediately guessed Yuan Yulang's purpose of going to the Ninth Peak, and roughly guessed that his death in the previous life must be related to this.
He decided to stop Yuan Yulang.
Hence the scene in the dining hall.
Tang Ling was right, Song Nan was indeed not here to find her.
Sending lunch boxes is just an excuse, stopping Yuan Yulang is the real purpose.
"Recently, you often wander outside Qingcang Courtyard, asking about Yuan Yulang's medicinal field?"
Tang Ling originally followed Song Nan in silence, and was very puzzled by his sudden and abnormal behavior today. Leng Buding heard him speak and nodded subconsciously.
"Actually, I also thought about compensating him for the medicinal fields in his courtyard. I never thought that senior brother and I would go together. I have to thank senior brother for what happened today, but the herbal medicine..."
"How do you want to compensate?" Song Nan interrupted her.
Tang Ling thought for a moment and then told him how he planned to pick herbs by learning to wield a sword a month ago.
Song Nan was silent for a long time, and then said: "So you practice with me every morning, in fact, in order to learn the skill of sword control as soon as possible, go to the cliff to collect herbs and compensate Yuan Yulang?"
Tang Ling nodded and said "yes".
Song Nan suddenly felt that strong sense of disobedience.
"You won't be able to learn sword-controlling skills for a while." He poured cold water on her coolly.
While talking, the two of them had already arrived at the Ancient Banyan Courtyard.
Stepping through the door, the aroma of herbs hits your nose.
The yard is completely different from a month ago.
Surrounding the single forest of old banyan trees, there are two small medicinal fields enclosed by fences.
This is the cheapest task Tang Ling can get from the Consulate Hall, and it is also the least difficult to complete.
It is to plant two kinds of herbs with survival rates similar to cacti.
Although the difficulty is very low and the reward is very small, Tang Ling takes time to visit it several times every day, watering and fertilizing it carefully, and looking up information and books.
She concentrated on everything she decided and took it very seriously.
Although I was distressed at times, I never seemed to give up.
Just like morning exercise.
Although she couldn't keep up every time, she still kept up every day and made progress every day.
This was something Song Nan had not expected before he decided to take her for morning exercise.
"Miss! You're back! The master and his wife have asked someone to deliver things again, including some for Senior Brother Song!"
When I heard the footsteps, Yao Yao's voice came out like a lark.
Song Nan's pace slowed down.
Perhaps it was what happened last time that made Father Tang and Mother Tang worried.
Over the past month, the two of them often sent things to comfort Tang Ling.
Either some pastries made by Mother Tang, some knickknacks from the mountains, or brightly colored clothes sewn by Mother Tang...
And Song Nan also received all these things.
Except for pastries, Tang Ling seemed to have no feelings for anything else and always threw them aside.
Song Nan also wanted to throw it aside.
But every time he received the cakes, he ate them carefully.
The rest of the things were neatly stacked and stored in a gold-rimmed mahogany box under the bed.
Tang Ling responded and turned to answer Song Nan's words.
"Swordsmanship." She frowned, seeming to feel quite distressed.
But the brows straightened out immediately and curved into two crescents.