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Next was the explanation part.

A few people from the same sect, calling each other senior and junior brothers and sisters, were only of the same generation and not necessarily had the same master. Yu Qing and Shen Feixian each had their own masters, only she and Feng Juechen had the same master.

Previously busy with work, Song Jixing did not have a good explanation with his senior brothers and sisters, and just happened to make it clear at once.

They were all people who had lived for hundreds of years. Deception and concealment were not very feasible in this world.

Song Jixing intended to confess to them.

"You must have noticed that there is not a trace of spiritual energy in this world."

The four of them sat around the dining table, and the other three unanimously nodded.

"This is a world far away from the Cultivation World. I have lived in this world for a long time, probably born in this era... Unlike you, you brought your body over, I traveled with my soul..." Song Jixing slowly explained.

Perhaps Song Jixing deliberately blurred the concept of her soul crossing into another world, and everyone misunderstood her meaning.

"I'm an orphan. I was abandoned by my parents as soon as I was born. This world is very good. Homeless and helpless children like me will be sent to a special place to take care of, that place is called an orphanage. The orphanage will take care of me until I leave at the age of eighteen."

"The year I turned eighteen, I was admitted to the university here, which is similar to the mortal academy, where everyone studies for four years before they can graduate, then they can go out to find a job, or continue to take exams and study. Every teacher has to teach several classes and hundreds of students per year, with new students every year. So the relationship between teachers and students is not like that in the Cultivation World..."

"We don't call each other senior or junior brothers and sisters, but classmates..."

Yu Qing grabbed Song Jixing's hand with deep affection: "Junior sister, it's been hard on you all these years."

The other two did not say much, but the way they looked at Song Jixing was already full of deep love and pity.

Song Jixing did not make it clear on the point that she crossed over with her soul. The Cultivation World was very taboo about seizing homes. This was her biggest secret. Even when she crossed over, the little girl was already dead, but it was still occupying someone else's body.

Such a secret should still be borne by herself.

After Song Jixing gave a rough explanation, she talked about the main problems facing the senior brothers.

"You must have seen that the human race here has mastered another practice, science. Everything in this house cannot be separated from science."

"The phone that can transmit sound for thousands of miles, the TV that can play in real time, the vehicles that can carry people quickly..." Science has made this world prosperous, but there is also a very important problem!"

As she spoke, Song Jixing threw her ID card on the table.

The text of this world was almost the same as that of the Cultivation World, and Song Jixing was not clear if there was any connection between them, but Arabic numerals were not available in the Cultivation World.

"This is an ID card! Similar to an identity token, everyone only has one. With special equipment, one can check the information registered inside. The judicial court here can see it directly on the Internet."

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