A Horse (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader 160102000040289)
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The concept of reincarnation is clearly defined in the minds of people in this life.
When anyone is reincarnated, they will certainly have no memory of their previous life at the beginning, even if you are Taiqing. This is the rule of Heavenly Dao. When you are reincarnated into a prenatal body, you will inevitably be ignorant of your acquired spirit and have to start from scratch.
Some people display intelligence from a young age; that's a glimmer of wisdom from a powerful cultivator, not necessarily a memory. At this moment, all emotions, kinship, knowledge, and understanding are based on what they've gained in this life—that's their identity in this life. There's no need to dwell on who they were in their past life.
Not everyone can regain their past life memories. Mortals certainly cannot, and cultivators usually need to reach the Radiant Yang stage, when their Yin Spirit condenses and their soul becomes strong enough, before they can be drawn by some the Unseen force to seek out things related to their past life and try to recall them.
Even if one remembers, as long as one primarily uses the memories of this life and treats the experiences of the previous life as a dream, then it is clearly still considered one's identity in this life. At most, one simply doesn't deny that one was also that person in the previous life.
Only by relinquishing the dominant memories of this life and choosing to focus on the past life will one be considered a reincarnation of that person from the previous life. Even then, the emotions of this life will not be erased, unless one finds this life unbearable and no longer desires it.
Therefore, many cultivators in the Netherworld Realm intend to attain eternity through reincarnation, but in the end, it seems that none of them succeed. Through countless reincarnations, with all sorts of emotions intertwined, how many people can still choose to focus on their first life? In fact, focusing on this life is the mainstream phenomenon. The closer the emotions and memories are, the harder it is to let go. This is the general situation.
Well, the so-called "common" is actually quite rare, since there aren't many people who can reach the Huiyang level, and those who are reincarnations of someone else are even rarer.
Now everyone can basically confirm that Li Wuxian is definitely the reincarnation of a powerful being. It's not Body Seizing or body snatching. The only explanation for his intelligence from such a young age is reincarnation, and he was an extremely powerful being in his previous life. The remaining wisp of his Fetal Light was so strong that he could learn about the world at the age of one or two, which is outrageously precocious.
With such a powerful reincarnation, neither Li Duanxuan Li Qingjun could be certain which life's memories Wu Xian would choose as the primary source in the future. After all, the imprint of the previous life might be ridiculously deep, and the emotions of this life might not be able to suppress it.
But regardless of anything else, at this moment, her identity is that of a descendant of Li Duanxuan, Li Qingjun's niece, and Qin Yi's apprentice.
That goes without saying.
"There's no need to worry about the future. She is who she is now," Li Duanxuan finally said. "If there's nothing else, you may go ahead. I will appear shortly."
"Yes." Li Qingjun shook off the lingering worry in her heart, bowed, and turned to leave.
On their journey from the East China Sea back to the Central Plains, Li Qingjun saw similar scenes of human life as Qin Yi had.
The earth is reviving, and the mountains and rivers are at peace.
Fishermen sing their evening songs by the sea, and the autumn harvest is in full swing, creating a peaceful scene. Many cities along the way are already bustling with activity, and smoke rises from every household, a world apart from what I saw when I passed through before the competition.
Many people believe that great order is inevitable after great chaos, and that even if a pig were to become emperor in this favorable climate, it would still be a prosperous era. However, Li Qingjun, who had served as regent, knew that it was not that easy.
At that time, the Western Wasteland was destroyed, the Southern Border was unified, the Western Wasteland's reserves were seized, and the rewards from the Great Qian Dynasty were received. The people were united, the court and the people were striving, and even the weather was favorable, making it a year of good weather and abundant harvests. Under such circumstances, the recovery of the Southern Li's national strength would not be seen for at least one or two years, after all, it had been riddled with problems before.
Only Li Qingjun herself knows how tiring those one or two years were.
All favorable external factors are necessary, but the ruler and his wise ministers also need strong domestic governance capabilities and tireless diligence.
Governing a country involves more than just encouraging agriculture and sericulture.
Just the issue of currency alone made Li Qingjun want to jump into the river. And how difficult it is to govern effectively—even beheading someone won't help.
She knew why Qin Yi hadn't tried to get involved in politics back then; it was definitely because Qin Yi was self-aware.
As decision-makers, even a single flawed policy can lead to problems. Every instruction requires rigorous investigation and discussion. In Southern Li, which is small, experiments are simple, and mistakes can be quickly corrected. But what about Daqian?
This is such a vast area that even immortals using Law Treasure could fly there for several days in one direction.
What was the state of the Qianlong Emperor a few years ago, and what is he like now? Li Wuxian isn't a wise ruler, then who is?
She's still so young, she can still grow. As long as she doesn't become senile in the future, she might even be qualified to compete for the title of one of the greatest emperors in history.
Even Li Qingjun, who had once been a ruler, did not know how his little niece had managed to do it. Meanwhile, she was still at war. The Great Qian Dynasty was not yet unified, and this war was not a matter for the mortals, but involved the immortals.
Moreover, they were plotting with the Demon Sect.
Just thinking about it is like walking on the edge of a cliff, as if treading on thin ice.
Since leaving Southern Li for the East Sea, Li Qingjun has for the first time rekindled her long-suppressed desire for worldly achievements and her fighting spirit.
Because as long as the person sitting on the throne is Li Wuxian, then this is not the Great Qian Dynasty, but the Southern Li!
Letting go completely is easier said than done.
Upon arriving at Dragon Abyss City, Li Qingjun did not fly directly inside. She knew that the city was now teeming with powerful and dangerous individuals, and that any cultivator flying recklessly inside might encounter trouble. Therefore, she descended from the clouds in the distant outskirts of the city and prepared to enter on foot.
The meeting place with Qin Yi was at Hidden Dragon Temple, which was easy to find; just ask around inside and you'd know where it was.
As they continued walking out of the mountains, Li Qingjun suddenly sensed an unusual aura.
Yao Qi!
A Yao Qi shot through the air.
Li Qingjun subconsciously looked up, only managing to catch a fleeting glimpse of an incredibly swift shadow in the air. She immediately activated her Eye of Truth, barely managing to see the figure's true form before it vanished.
Horse's rump, horse's tail.
A horse...
Li Qingjun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. Without saying a word, she chased after the horse.
But they couldn't catch up; the other party had already vanished without a trace—it was too fast.
If it weren't for her powerful Divine Sense and Eye of Truth, she might not have even been able to see the other person's shadow.
Li Qingjun hovered in the air for a while, her eyes growing increasingly sharp.
She took a deep breath, turned out of the woods, and strode into the city.
Upon reaching the two streets outside Hidden Dragon Temple, Li Qingjun slowed her pace and suddenly hesitated as she gazed at the numerous incense sticks burning in the distance.
She didn't want to go to Hidden Dragon Temple anymore, and even hoped that Qin Yi wouldn't go for the time being, and would observe from the sidelines for a few days first.
As if telepathically connected, she suddenly looked up and saw a figure in a blue robe appear on the other side of the long street.
Qin Yi also entered through another city gate at roughly the same time, and the two met on schedule.
This feels really good... The two looked at each other, blinked twice, and smiled.
Qin Yi strode over and said with a smile, "I felt like I could smell your presence here, so I followed you."
Li Qingjun said, "Your aura is so well concealed that I didn't sense it at all."
"But you still knew I was coming."
"Because I just happened to be thinking of you, we're kindred spirits."
Qin Yi whispered in his ear, "What do you miss about me?"
"Pah." Li Qingjun glanced around and whispered, "You haven't gone to Hidden Dragon Temple yet, have you?"
"No, I just entered the city and sensed your presence nearby, so I looked for you first."
"Then... let's not go to Hidden Dragon Temple, let's find somewhere else to stay."
Although Qin Yi didn't know what had happened to her, he still understood her meaning. "You don't want Wu Xian to know we're here, you want to just watch?"
"Yes." Li Qingjun didn't mention the horse for the time being, but said, "I've looked into it, and the Witch God Sect is on Wu Xian's side. If we show up rashly, it will probably cause chaos."
"What a coincidence, I thought so too." Qin Yi took her hand and smiled, "Besides Hidden Dragon Temple, we have another place to stay."
Li Qingjun was taken aback. "Where?"
"Right here." Qin Yi kicked open the door beside him. "Fatty, serve the customer."
Li Qingjun turned her head and saw that it was a tavern.
Inside the tavern, there was a fat man in a yellow shirt, dozing with his chin resting on the counter. Now, he opened his eyes in astonishment, just like a live pig's head hanging on the counter.