"Is it so easy to pass the level?" Ning Mumu looked like a subway grandpa looking at his mobile phone, and rubbed his nose, "It seems that the first level has a confusing effect." "Those who pass the level with excellent performance will now be given a prize - a retroactive mirror." Ning Mumu took the prize and looked at it carefully. This is a small round mirror, only as big as Ning Mumu's palm. It is made of simple gold and has strange yellowing patterns carved on it. "What is the use of this mirror?" Ning Mumu asked. "Those who have cleared the level do not have permission, please continue to clear the level." "Ha ha……" "The limited-time benefits have been distributed, please continue to pass the level." The mysterious voice disappeared, Ning Mumu's eyes turned white and she exited the mirror. Returning to that space again, Ning Mumu felt a little sad. She had not recalled the past for a long, long time. In modern times, her life is not bad and she has no regrets. Ning Mumu was still not used to seeing her old self suddenly. After calming down his emotions, the picture in the mirror changed again.
This time it’s myself in the world of cultivation. Ning Mumu was mentally prepared and recalled her previous life as if watching a movie. In the world of cultivation, she was just an unwanted girl who was picked up by her master, Miaozhi, and brought back to the sect. Fortunately, she was extremely talented and soon embarked on the path of sword cultivation. Ning Mumu lived happily in the world of cultivation. The master was very responsible. The brothers and sisters protected Ning Mumu and taught Ning Mumu other things without hesitation. Formation, alchemy, physical training... Ning Mumu understood everything in the sect, and there were countless ways to save her life. Now, looking at herself smiling happily in the mirror, Ning Mumu raised the corners of her mouth slightly and her eyes were gentle, as if she had returned to the happy life in the sect. After a while, the harmonious picture in the mirror changed. When Ning Mumu was twenty-four years old, the demons invaded. The monks suffered heavy casualties and retreated again and again. The major sects formed an alliance urgently, but they still couldn't resist the demons. The new Demon Lord was so powerful that young geniuses died one after another. Ning Mumu could see the corpses of her classmates every day. Later, when the world of cultivation had no retreat, the sect gathered its powerful forces and wanted to exchange for peace at the cost of losing their souls. However, their plan failed and the world of cultivation was in danger. At this moment, Ning Mumu suddenly received a mysterious inheritance. It was by relying on this inheritance that Ning Mumu turned things around and saved the world of cultivation. The reflection of herself in the mirror was gone, but Ning Mumu was in a happy mood. It's good, at least I am worthy of everyone in the world of cultivation. It doesn't matter if your soul is gone, as long as the person you love is safe. After watching her life, Ning Mumu entered the mirror again without hesitation. What period of time will you see yourself this time? Ning Mumu looked forward to it. "Master, I can enter the Mahayana stage!" The girl in the blue dress looked happy, and the sword in her hand hummed proudly. Miaozhi and all his fellow disciples were very proud of Ning Mumu. Otherwise, Ning Mumu was the fastest practicing disciple in the sect and the most likely disciple among the younger generation to ascend. "Junior sister, do you want to prepare anything?" "Junior sister, I have the best-quality Guanyuan Dan here, give it to me for free!" "What is the Solid Source Pill? I also have the Spirit Ascension Pill here?" "These elixirs are still not enough. Junior sister, I will prepare a protective array for you to ensure that junior sister can survive the disaster safely!" …… The fellow disciples were sincerely planning for Ning Mumu to overcome the catastrophe, and they even almost started to quarrel. In the end, Ning Mumu accepted all these good intentions.
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Looking at the past time, Ning Mumu felt nostalgic and vaguely understood the challenge this time - to defeat her past self. The previous level was about saving yourself, which had little value. This level should be about defeating your past self. This level is neither difficult nor easy. She knows every strength and weakness of her past self, as well as her own fighting habits. But the difficulty was that it was the time when I was most energetic in the past. At that time, she was a proud woman. Even in the world of cultivation where there are so many geniuses, she is the most dazzling star. Ning Mumu remembered that just a few days after she successfully overcame the tribulation, the demons invaded. At that time, they thought they would defeat the demons soon and return to their sect to celebrate. "Okay, just wait until you successfully overcome the tribulation and fight!" Ning Mumu stood next to the girl, looked at her past self, and sneered, "It's a bit like looking in the mirror." three days later "You've been following me for a few days, get out!" Ning Mumu, who had successfully overcome the tribulation, warned, "You pretender, what are you doing!" Ning Mumu, who was invisible on the side, smiled and appeared in front of the girl with a thought. Looking at Ning Mumu, who looked exactly like herself, the girl frowned, but she was still wary when she spoke, "Who are you?" "Ning Mumu from another world." The girl noticed the gentleness and kindness in Ning Mumu's attitude and was a little puzzled, "Have I traveled through time again?" "Jiliguala——" Ning Mumu wanted to speak, but her words were garbled, so she had to reply, "I can't say it now." "Oh," the girl responded, "What is your purpose?" "Fight with you." "?" "Please fight me!"
