Chapter 477: Your Name Is Hua Mengyou (Part 1)

A small black hole suddenly appeared on the snow-capped ice field. A figure slowly floated up from the black hole and slowly landed on the white snow.

The black hole that just appeared, in just a moment, a circle of white thin ice appeared. Then, the ice layer became thicker and thicker, and more and more white snow accumulated on it. In just a few breaths, it It has returned to its original appearance, and it can no longer be seen that a black hole once appeared.

The figure that appeared was naturally Yang Chen. At this moment, Yang Chen's hand was still holding something that looked like a courtyard that had been shrunk countless times. If you look closely, you can see pavilions, pavilions, rockeries, and flowing water. It was even full of gurgling water.

This is the secret place left under the ice field by the unknown senior of Taitian Clan. After Yang Chen collected all the Ding Huo True Yuan, the entire secret place was also collected. This is a gift that Yang Chen plans to prepare for his next disciple.

Hua Mengyou is not a rich lady. On the contrary, she is just a servant of a certain rich lady. And she is not the kind of maid who waits around, but a flower farmer who is responsible for taking care of a garden and growing flowers for the lady. .

To put it bluntly, she is a female gardener. In fact, she doesn't have the name Hua Mengyou yet, but is just a village girl named Hua Simei, a child of Mr. Hua's family.

Hua Simei is very good at taking care of some flowers and plants, which also makes her very appreciated by her family. However, I appreciate it, but I don’t like it too much. Hua Simei's face was corroded by some poisonous plant juice. His face was full of holes, and in the eyes of others, he looked simply hideous.

Such a woman has a son from a lower family. Who would like it? If it weren't for the fact that Fourth Sister Hua was the only one who could take good care of the few rare flowers in the garden, she would have been driven to work in the farmland.

Not long ago, Simei Hua was like many young people who harbored the dream of cultivating immortals. Try your luck at some fairy gate. But, alas. Hua Simei, who was just nineteen years old now, did not show any innate aptitude. Just like when Yang Chen went to Taitianmen for the first time, she was kicked back unceremoniously.

The trouble is that Hua Simei did not get permission from her master when she went to Xianmen, so she went secretly by herself. She had been away for more than a month, and when she came back angrily, most of the rare flowers she was responsible for taking care of were dead.

then. Poor Fourth Sister Hua was whipped hard with a whip until she was half dead. If she hadn't been able to plant a few more rare flowers by keeping her alive, she might have been directly executed as a runaway slave. Even so, he asked his servants to randomly sprinkle some healing medicine on his body and throw it into the garden, and no one said a word about it.

Fourth sister Hua, who was covered in scars, huddled in the shabby shed in the garden. Many of the wounds on her body had suppurated. painfully. The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, but Hua Simei's heart was getting colder and colder. With her dignity and the scars and pus all over her body, not even one of the servants thought of approaching her to help her.

These days, Fourth Sister Hua has been surviving solely on some plants in the garden. No one cares about her life or death. An ugly woman also wants to become an immortal. Isn't this the biggest joke in the world?

Hua Simei's heart seemed to be in despair, and the physical pain was nothing compared to the psychological pain caused by all the shattered hopes. She was unwilling to give in. She wanted to enter the Immortal Sect to change her destiny, but when even the few friends who still talked to her laughed at her for overestimating her abilities, she could no longer bear this blow.

With her hope dashed, Hua Simei felt that the wounds on her body were getting more and more painful, and her consciousness became increasingly blurred. Just when she was about to faint, she suddenly saw a person suddenly appearing in front of the shabby shed.

It was a strange-looking man, very young, with an indescribable temperament, and a very warm smile on his face, like an immortal.

"Do you want to become an immortal?" In confusion, Hua Simei heard the young man ask her such a question. While she was happy in her heart, she already had a kind of enlightenment.

"Think!" With just one word out of her mouth, Hua Simei immediately lost consciousness. The injuries on his body were too severe, and he realized that he was on the verge of life and death. He could no longer hold on and fainted.

The man who appeared was naturally Yang Chen. He remembered Hua Mengyou's life experience. This kind of big shot, who would be taken very seriously by the immortal world in the future, would never hide his past life, which also gave Yang Chen an opportunity.

It's not that Yang Chen doesn't want to find Hua Mengyou as soon as possible, but it's because even if he finds Hua Mengyou earlier, it's useless. His innate spiritual roots have not been awakened, and if he finds her, he will be a mortal and it is impossible to practice.

Yang Chen clearly remembered that it was after Hua Mengyou suffered such a hardship that he survived by chance, and later cultivated a Mengyou grass that even ordinary monks could not cultivate, so it was passed by a man from Baguio Immortal Island. The female disciple discovered and introduced Baguio Immortal Island, and then she was able to become a disciple of Baguio Immortal Island.

Of course, now that Yang Chen is here, the former disciple of Baguio Immortal Island has become the disciple that Yang Chen has long admired and has taken him into his pocket.

When Hua Simei woke up, she suddenly found that her body felt no pain at all, as if the injuries on her body had completely disappeared. Shocked, he sat up suddenly and found that the clothes on his body were intact, but the surroundings were no longer the dilapidated shack, but a land growing with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants.

"Are you awake?" Before Hua Simei could figure out where she was, a gentle voice sounded in her ears, and then a figure appeared in front of her.

"Immortal?" What Hua Simei saw in front of her eyes was the young man she had seen before she fell into coma. He was also the man who asked her if she wanted to become an immortal, Yang Chen.

"I'm not a god, I'm just a practitioner." Yang Chen smiled gently at Hua Simei, and then continued: "You were seriously injured before, so I helped you treat it to see if you still feel uncomfortable. ?”

Only now did Hua Simei realize that the scars on her body had disappeared without a trace. The skin on the body has still returned to its original appearance, leaving no trace on the body.

This magical change made Hua Simei couldn't believe her eyes. And when she covered her face with her hands while crying with joy, she suddenly discovered that her face seemed to have changed as well.