"Damn it, who the hell threw a flower pot so accurately?" With a roar, a wisp of soul was sucked into the seven-colored vortex and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Gongsun Zetian had a helpless expression on his face. He felt wronged no matter how hard he thought about it. As an Immortal Emperor of an area, he had countless commanders and generals under his command. Moreover, he himself was the most famous alchemist and grandmaster artifact craftsman in the Immortal Realm.

It was just because he accidentally obtained a divine token in the unknown ancient Tomb of the God of Sin, which seemed to be a divine object. It was like gold, not gold, or jade. After refining it with his own blood essence, the unknown divine object actually integrated into his soul. From then on, he began his unfortunate journey, and at the same time, he became a member of the Suan Ni army.

This time, he was hit and killed by the flower pot. It was already the 98th time-travel in grievance.

He still remembered that last time, he drowned in a shit pit. The reason was that he didn't know where a beauty came from, which caused the scene to be out of control. Then, he was successfully squeezed to the edge of the pit by the rolling crowd, and then someone else kicked him. Last time, he was stung to death by a poisonous bee. He had an impression that it was a little girl who threw stones at a tree and hit the nest. Coincidentally, there was a person under the tree, who happened to be Gongsun Zetian, who had been wronged. The last time...

Anyway, he couldn't remember how many inexplicable deaths he had experienced. As long as he stayed in a time and space for a period of time, such a tragic thing would happen.

While feeling resentful in his heart, Gongsun Zetian could not help but curse, "This is not over yet, isn't it? Do you still want me to achieve a hundred different ways of holding back death and record it in history?" Although he was angry, he had no choice but to accept the existence of this kind of thing and continue his sad and sullen journey.

What made the Immortal Emperor most speechless was that with time-travel, he almost played any role. From beggars to hooligans, from the cynical politics to shameless businessmen, from the iron-blooded soldiers to the technology giants, from the policemen who were sentenced to death to the doctors who helped the world. Anyway, it was all-purpose. The current Immortal Emperor was a human-shaped leader.

Although the Immortal Emperor wanted to recover his own strength, every time he wanted to cultivate his own immortal method to restore his power, he would be absorbed by the unknown divine object in his soul. For some reason, only the growth of his divine thoughts and his strength had not recovered at all. He was so depressed that he really wanted to find a rope to hang himself.

However, there was one thing that he was very gratified about. He had learned a lot of skills, as well as the development and technology of many different worlds and continents. These were things that he had never seen in the immortal world before. Of course, compared with the grievance of death, the Immortal Emperor really wanted to cry!

With a burst of rapid rotation, everything in front of him became dark.

When the sorrowful Immortal Emperor opened his eyes, he had an impulse to hit the tofu. What kind of person was this golden-haired and blue-eyed group of people? He opened his mouth and murmured a bunch of words that he couldn't understand at all. Little Zetian had an impulse to curse. Why was he called Little Zetian? Because the Immortal Emperor had changed into a baby this time. Well, it seemed that he had done all kinds of identities before. This time, he had to experience a different profession—a baby.

A baby was naive and romantic, and a baby was pure and innocent. Everything should be grabbed from a baby. Well, Ze Tian really understood. He was actually a genius in all magic that was hard to come by in ten thousand years. From then on, he stepped on the path of learning magic. He was an Immortal Emperor, but he actually wanted to learn these inexplicable "magic arts". Moreover, he couldn't compare to his previous immortal skills. Alas.

With his status as a genius magus, the Immortal Emperor was able to enjoy high-class treatment as a teacher in every magic element. Very well, he could only silently endure it and allow the high and mighty Immortal Emperor to become his student.

One year after another, one year after another. Spring left, summer arrived, autumn returned, and winter arrived. The days passed like a little white dog crossing the river in the blink of an eye. This place did not study the little white dog's story of crossing the river, but continued to talk about the emperor's heaven.

A genius Immortal Emperor relied on his physique, which was one in a million, to successfully rise to the rank of an Arch Magus Mentor. Furthermore, his reputation as a genius was not for nothing. He actually created his own mixed magic. Even the devil gods did not dare to stroke his beard. At the same time, he was also a genius in the auxiliary magic profession. No one dared to look down on him. The reason why this was the case was unknown. In fact, Gongsun Zetian's magic was different from those orthodox mages on the mainland. All the mages on the magic continent had to constantly absorb the magic element in the air to practice. They had to turn the magic element into their own magic and release their own stored magic. The greater their own magic was, the greater the power released. As for Gongsun Zetian's magic, it combined with the cultivation method. It arranged the elements in the world and then released them. This kind of release method was more powerful and faster. This made the Immortal Emperor very proud. He thought subconsciously, "With your current ability, can you still die of grievance? I like you but I can't do it."

After he turned his head proudly, he often felt sad.

It made the Immortal Emperor understand that life was fragile and that one must be happy to live a sad life. One couldn't be arrogant. One must live a low-key life. When eating, one must be calm. If one didn't be calm, it would make one's balls ache.

Do you know how people choke to death? Gongsun Zetian explained this way of death. He wrote down this great and magical way of death in the history of the magic continent—the most tragic genius wizard in history. This man was so generous that he was worthy of being a topic of conversation for people and would never forget. Here, he congratulated the Immortal Emperor on becoming the top of the "famous" list. Of course, this also made everyone on the continent warned before becoming a magus, and warned them carefully, so as to form a spread new rule and complete it as the "first basic guidance for mages". The first rule was that one must not laugh when eating.

Of course, he wouldn't tell such a tragic story. No young magus would know why he couldn't laugh when he ate.

Of course, Zetian himself advanced toward the different ways of death hundreds of times.

It was that familiar feeling again. The seven-colored vortex rolled up Gongsun Zetian's soul and disappeared in that space. It walked away gently, just like it came quietly. It waved its hand, leaving no soul behind.

What was she most afraid of when she was tired?—a wave of urine hit her.

He opened his eyes. Well, he opened them again. He saw that he was wearing a delicate and handsome robe with a bun on his head. Gongsun Zetian knew that he had time-travel again. He sighed at the mirror in the room. "This time, he is a teenager. Fortunately, he doesn't have to suffer like a baby."

Pushing the door open, the light went straight into the room. The breeze blew gently. It felt really good. "I'd better experience rebirth later and find the toilet first."

At this moment, a crisp female voice came from outside the door. "Young Master, you're up. I'll wash and change your clothes for you."

Looking in the direction of the voice, Gongsun Zetian saw a little girl in an emerald green dress with a smile on her oval face. Although she was not a beauty, she was still very attractive and warm. Listening to this address, Gongsun Zetian knew that this girl should be his personal maid or something.

Gongsun Zetian asked hurriedly, "Where's the toilet? How are we going?"

The girl looked at Gongsun Zetian with a puzzled look and said, "Young Master, there is a urine pot in your room. If you are in a hurry, you can use that first. I... I will clean it up later." In the end, the little girl blushed slightly.

"Oh, oh, so that's how it is. I'll go first. You come first..." The Immortal Emperor who had lived for several generations was big. No matter how scheming and shameless he was, he couldn't pee in front of a little girl. He was too embarrassed to point outside the door and say.

The little girl understood and smiled. She went out with her hands covering her face and closed the door.

There were three kinds of urgency in life: inner urgency, inner urgency, and inner urgency, which meant going to the toilet. If one was in a hurry, he would get married and enter the bridal chamber. If he was in a hurry, his wife would give birth to a baby inside the bridal chamber, and he would wait outside. After he finished his life, he walked out of the room with ease, stretched, and thought to himself, "I'd better find out where I am first." After nearly a hundred times of time travel, he was also an experienced person.

"Little girl, come here first. I'll test you a few questions." Gongsun Zetian sat on the chair in the room and pretended to ask.

The little girl walked up to Gongsun Zetian, bowed her head, and said, "Young Master, please tell me. I'm inexperienced. I'm afraid that Young Master will laugh at me."

Gongsun Zetian smiled and said indifferently, "Let me ask you a simple question first. Who am I?"

"Young Master's name is Situ Wushen."

Hearing this name, Gongsun Zetian had an impulse to faint. "What does Situ is shameless? Who is shameless? You are shameless, and your whole family is shameless." Although he thought so in his heart, he still said calmly, "Next, you will test your family and this place. Uh, it's just how much you know about this continent. You should read books, right? Are you lazy when you are studying and don't use your heart?" He said happily, but his heart was still beating fast. This question was really stupid. In other words, who didn't know about his family's situation and took the position of a maid. The sad thing was that the protagonist really didn't know where he was now.

"The young master is the third son of the Situ family and one of the heirs. He has two brothers, Situ Wugou and Situ Wuhen respectively."

Oh, it turned out that the name came from Buddhism's greed, anger, and infatuation. There was no greed, no anger, and no obsession. This was a monk's name.

"The young master's family is the biggest family in the Hong Long Empire of the Eastern Soaring Dragon Continent. The first ancestor of the family and the founding emperor of the Hong Long Empire fought side by side. Therefore, the younger generation is very loyal to assist the royal power and is also very trusted by the royal family. The family controls a lot of power and the family business spreads all over the entire Longteng Continent. There are four countries on the Longteng Continent. Our Hong Long Empire is in the east of the continent, the north is bordering the Profound Nether Empire, the west is bordering the Tiger Roar Empire, and the south is bordering the Firedance Empire. In our family, the young master..."

Seeing that the maid wanted to say something but stopped on second thought, he knew that she had something to say. He said, "It's okay. You can tell me anything. Am I so scary?"

The maidservant looked up in fear and saw the young master sitting on the chair. In the family, the young master's health condition was a taboo topic. She continued, "The young master is not in good health and can't practice martial arts. Although he is one of the heirs of the family, except for the young master's parents, third uncle, and two brothers, the first elder of the family maintained a neutral attitude. The other collateral families and the elders of the collateral families don't like you. I... I only know this. I don't know anything else. I beg the young master to forgive me for speaking without thinking." Then she knelt on the ground, ready to call Gongsun Zetian

Uh, brother Wu pityless

and kowtow to him.

"Third Uncle?" Gongsun Zetian asked.

"Young Master's third uncle has been leading troops to fight in the border all year round. He is the Defender-general of the imperial court!" The little girl raised her head and said proudly, as if she was her father.

Seeing that she was still kneeling, Gongsun Zetian quickly leaned over to stop her from kowtowing. After pulling the servant up, he said, "I didn't take it seriously. I didn't take it seriously. I asked you to tell me. Well, you can prepare food for me." Then, he waved her off.

This time, it seemed that the family was going to fight against each other. Then, he remembered that the maid said that he was in poor health and wanted to find a way to check his body. Anyway, he had to know how weak he was. The road after the transmigration was too smooth, but now his body was too weak. He had to learn something from this time and space, so that he could have some skills. Otherwise, he might be trampled on. How could I, an Immortal Emperor, be trampled on by others? Hum! As he thought in his heart, a sense of majesty rose unconsciously, sweeping through the whole mind.

With this surge of majesty, Zetian found that his divine thoughts were still pure and powerful. However, it seemed that his divine thoughts could only reach the low-level of Fairy Immortal. From the Immortal Emperor's Divine Awareness to the low-level of Fairy Immortal, Gongsun Zetian was still full of bitterness. He was so good at time travel. After time travel, his strength was greatly reduced. Sometimes, when he thought about it, he really wanted to slap himself in the face. He didn't want to be an Immortal Emperor when he had nothing to do. He would go to that shabby tomb and go there. He even made a stupid thing and was recognized by me. He regretted it so much. He regretted it so much. Gongsun Zetian sighed to the sky.

However, he had a vague feeling that there were different changes in his Divine Awareness compared to when he was an Immortal Emperor in the Heaven Realm. He couldn't tell this kind of change. Moreover, this change seemed to have been faintly discernible since the beginning of time travel. Only now did he sense it, but there seemed to be a faint voice in his heart telling him that this change was good, that this change was right, that change was also good. He also felt that his Divine Awareness seemed to have become much more condensed, that it was like a cultivation method, more condensed, purer, and easier to control. This kind of feeling made him feel like a small plane—ah, ah, it was like a big boat sitting on a fire—ah, ah.

Since his divine thoughts

namely spiritual force, it was because his spiritual force was so strong that he could play the magic so well

, although it was compressed, it still existed, and it was not low. At least, it should not be low here. Moreover, when he tried to run the first level of the cultivation method of the Immortal Emperor, he failed. Uh, it should be said that there was no reaction at all. Well, he had to admit that he still couldn't cultivate immortal power to restore his strength. Then he should learn the magic defense of the magic continent.

At the thought of this, Gongsun Zetian was full of heroic spirit again. Of course, there was a loud voice behind him. "Puff!" It was really smelly.

He would be ranked as an official, and he would be separated the next time.