Linglong Town (Sixteen)

When Sandy woke up, she was covered with fallen flowers.

She was a little dazed and was hit on the forehead.

Then a familiar and gentle voice came: "Whose little disciple is being lazy? Have you practiced swordsmanship today?"

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man squatting in front of her, looking at her with a smile.

He was wearing a white dress embroidered with green bamboo, and his long black hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. His facial features were handsome and not like those of an ordinary person. His eyes were soft and clear, and he had an exceptionally gentle face.

Sandy covered her head and said, "Master, you hit me again."

The ending sound is elongated and crisp.

Ying Heng handed her the handbag and said, "Who told you to be lazy?"

He smiled with a very nonchalant look, and Sandy held his hand and let him pull her up.

The ten-year-old swordsman was dressed in white clan robes, with immature facial features, but one could vaguely see his future beauty.

Ying Heng picked up her sword and led her away: "Master will be away for a few days. You have to stay in the Sword Sect by yourself during these days. Don't let your father and mother catch you slacking off, or they will punish you."

Sandy nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand. Master, go with peace of mind."

Ying Heng was amused by her: "Are you tired?"

"I'm so tired. I swung the sword 5,000 times today. I can't even lift my arms anymore."

"You've worked so hard. Master, please make Dai Dai a delicious meal tonight."

"Then it's not that hard. I can work a little harder. Can Master give me more food?"

"Well, of course."

Every time Ying Heng went down the mountain, he would prepare a large table of dishes for her the night before leaving.

While eating, Sandy asked, "Master, are we still going to get rid of the demon?"

"Yes, it's about to snow, and the severe cold is coming. Master needs to go and calm her down."

"Do you need help from your disciples?"

"No, Dai Dai stays in the Sword Sect. It would be even better if she can practice all the sword techniques left by her master."

Sandy frowned and whispered back, "Master, you should leave earlier. I can be alone now."

"Master will be back soon. Your tenth birthday is in six days. Will Master bring you a tenth birthday present when he comes back?"

"good!"

Ying Heng often went down the mountain to eliminate monsters. As a Yuanying realm master of the Sword Sect, he often went to eliminate monsters by himself, and Sang Dai never worried about it.

Because Ying Heng is very powerful and nothing has ever happened to him.

After Ying Heng left, Sandy lived alone in the courtyard. With the spirit beast Ying Heng left to keep her company and the many snacks he made before he left, Sandy's life was still comfortable.

I practiced swordplay during the day, and when I felt really tired, I would hide from Sect Master Sang and Madam Shi and go to the back mountain to take a break.

At night, I would lie on the bamboo bed in the yard holding the spirit beast, enjoying the fresh air, eating the snacks left by Ying Heng, and discussing with the spirit beast how many days Ying Heng would be away this time.

But Yingheng was gone for a long time this time. Sandy waited for him for a long time on her birthday, but he didn't come back.

She waited from day to night, and Ying Heng never missed her birthday, but no one remembered the Sword Sect's eldest daughter's tenth birthday, and no one celebrated her birthday.

She sat in front of the door and sulked for the first time.

Sandy doesn't care whether others remember her birthday, but Yingheng must remember it.

On the eleventh night after Ying Heng left, when the first star appeared, Sandy finished her sword practice. She did not slack off today.

She walked back holding the sword, and met many fellow practitioners along the way.

As the eldest daughter of the Sword Sect, everyone in the Sword Sect knows Sandy and greets her warmly when they see her.

Passing by a senior brother, Sandy nodded politely: "Senior Brother Chen——"

But that person was only concerned with talking to the people around him.

"The Guixu Spiritual Vein was destroyed, and the Cangwu Taoist Temple was massacred!"

"Haven't you noticed that the spiritual veins in the back mountain of our Sword Sect have also become much dimmer? The spiritual power we have cultivated in recent days has become much poorer!"

"The Immortal Alliance must be going crazy!"

"Don't even mention the Immortal Alliance. The entire four realms are in turmoil. The twelve palaces of the demon world, the thirteen regions of the devil world, and the two cities of the underworld have issued death orders. We must investigate this matter thoroughly and find out the murderer behind the scenes!"

"Guixu Spiritual Vein...what should we do? What about our cultivation? I have just started to cultivate my Qi. What about my immortal path?"

For a moment Sandy thought they were joking.

Guixu Spiritual Vein. In the Guixu Fairyland, only those with awakened Heavenly Grade spiritual roots can enter. Moreover, such a large spiritual vein. Even Heavenly Grade spiritual roots do not have the ability to destroy the Guixu Spiritual Vein. That spiritual vein has existed since the birth of the cultivation world and has stood for thousands and thousands of years.

But all they heard along the way were words like these, and the Sword Sect's disciples were extremely panicked.

Sandy ran back to the yard with the sword in hand.

She pushed open the door and was greeted by a faint fragrance.

Sandy's eyes blurred and her body swayed. Someone grabbed her shoulders and steadied her.

"How can you run so fast?"

Ying Heng seemed to have just taken a bath, with water still dripping from her black hair.

Sandy hugged him subconsciously: "Master...you are back!"

She was not tall, not even up to Ying Heng's chest.

He rubbed her head and replied with a smile as usual: "You've been gone for several days this time. Did Dai Dai slack off?"

Sandy thought of something and suddenly stepped out of Yingheng's arms.

Ying Heng was somewhat bewildered: "...What's wrong, Dai Dai?"

Sandy frowned: "My birthday has already passed, and you didn't even come back to celebrate my birthday!"

She has always been very arrogant in front of Ying Heng, unlike being as quiet as she is in front of outsiders.

Ying Heng was stunned, then he bent down and carefully offered the gift: "Daidai, I'm sorry, Master was delayed by something, so Master bought you a gift."

Sandy was still angry and pushed him away and walked into the house.

"I don't want any gifts."

She entered the house, locked herself in the bamboo house, and held the spirit pet given to her by Yingheng and blamed Yingheng.

"He clearly said he would come back to celebrate my birthday, but my birthday has already passed five days ago and he has only just come back?"

The pet howled twice and blamed Ying Heng together with her.

Sang Dai then asked Zhi Yu who was standing beside her: "What do you think, Zhi Yu? Is the master very bad?"

Zhiyu was silent for a moment, then nodded gently: "...Yes."

It naturally listens to its master.

Sandy hugged Zhiyu tightly: "You are still the best to me."

She was lying on the bed eating the snacks made by Ying Heng when there was a knock on the door outside the bamboo house.

Ying Heng's voice came: "Daidai."

Sandy covered her ears: "Sleep!"

The person outside the bamboo house was silent for a moment, then he called out softly, "Master has cooked dinner. Can I apologize to you?"

Sang Dai hesitated for a moment. She smelled the fragrance of rice. Ying Heng’s cooking skills were very good.

Ling Chong tugged at her sleeve, and her little head shook.

[You can't be so spineless! ]

Sandy regained consciousness: "...I don't want to eat. I'm not hungry."

Ying Heng seemed to have been standing there for a long time, while Sandy lay on the bed without saying a word.

Finally, he whispered, "Daidai, come have a meal with Master."

Sandy's heart softened as she could tell that Ying Heng seemed a little sad.

She sat up and looked at the figure vaguely visible on the door frame, still handsome and tall.

The little girl hesitated for a moment, and Ling Chong grabbed her knees.

[No, you can't be so spineless. He didn't keep his word. He's been gone for many days. He promised to come back and celebrate your birthday with you!]

Sandy hesitated: "But the master has prepared the meal."

Ling Chong kept trying to stop her: [You can’t go! Just ignore him!]

Sandy looked at the revealed figure, on one side was Ying Heng, and on the other side was her own little temper.

The pet was trying to stop her. Sandy was clearly still angry, but there was a voice in her sea of ​​consciousness.

It told her:

——Go and see him.

—Go have dinner with him.

——went to have this meal.

The little girl felt a little flustered. She didn't know why she had this feeling, as if this meal was really important and she would regret it for the rest of her life if she didn't eat it.

Ying Heng lowered his head and whispered, "Daidai, Master is wrong. I'll leave the food in the kitchen for you. If you're hungry, go and eat."

He turned around and was about to leave. Sandy panicked and suddenly stood up, pushed away the spirit pet, and strode to the door.

She opened the door: "Master!"

The swordsman in white froze.

"Master, I..."

Sandy looked at his back and suddenly felt nervous.

It seemed as if there was a voice telling her:

——Apologize to him and say you were wrong.

——Eat this meal, it’s the meal he has been cooking for you for a long time.

Sandy whispered, "Master... I'm sorry, I was wrong."

After she finished speaking, it seemed as if the panic she felt suddenly disappeared.

Sandy was a little confused. Why did she feel this way?

Ying Heng turned around and gently touched her head: "Daidai, it's Master's fault. Our Daidai has never been wrong."

He took his little disciple's hand and led her to the kitchen.

Ying Heng is a good cook and cooked a table full of dishes.

The young swordsman sat on a bamboo chair, eating the meat in the bowl in small bites, and mumbled, "Master."

"What's the matter, Dede?"

"Has something happened in Guixu Fairyland? Or Cangwu Taoist Temple?"

Ying Heng slapped her hand as she was picking up food.

Sandy looked at him in surprise: "Master?"

He slowly placed the food in her bowl and patted her head: "Someone will take care of this matter. You young people don't need to worry about it. Eat your meal first."

The ten-year-old swordsman at the time had no idea what the Guixu Spiritual Vein was, nor did he understand its importance.

She just felt regretful in her heart that the Cangwu Taoist Temple where she was guarding was massacred and three thousand lives were taken away. It was really too cruel.

Sandy picked up some food for her master: "Master, you eat too."

Ying Heng smiled and rubbed her head: "Okay."

He asked, "Daidai, Master has been away these days. Do you feel bored?"

Sandy replied seriously: "Yes, there are some, but I have practiced all the sword techniques you left behind."

"Dede is amazing."

The meal was very quiet. Ying Heng kept picking up food for her while the two chatted about what had happened recently.

Sang Dai eats in a very similar way to Ying Heng, just as slowly, and it takes her nearly an hour to finish a meal.

By the time they finished their meal, it was already dark, with a cold wind blowing and fallen leaves fluttering outside the house.

Sang Dai wiped her mouth, stood up and said goodbye to Ying Heng: "Master, I have finished my meal and will go downstairs to rest."

Ying Heng suddenly called her: "Daidai."

Sandy raised her eyes and looked over.

The swordsman in white was very handsome under the moonlight, like a banished immortal from the ninth heaven, his dark eyes were gentle yet gloomy.

He ruffled her hair.

"Dade, no matter what you encounter in the future, you must remember to go your own way. Don't listen, don't stop. We are all right, they are wrong."

Sandy frowned: "Why are you saying this?"

Ying Heng smiled gently and said, "Nothing, just chatting."

Sang Dai nodded in understanding: "Okay, Master, I will remember this. It is late at night, so I will go downstairs to rest."

Just as she was about to turn around, Ying Heng suddenly called her.

Sandy looked back and saw Ying Heng's pleading eyes.

"Dai Dai, can you stay with Master for a while longer?"

Sandy was puzzled: "Master, do you have something to say?"

Ying Heng said: "I want to chat with Dai Dai for a while."

Sandy glanced at the sky and said hesitantly, "Master, it's already past midnight. I still need to practice sword tomorrow."

The cold wind blew up Ying Heng's black hair. He looked at Sandi with a gentle look, but Sandi could see some other emotions.

Ying Heng asked, "Is it really not possible?"

"Master..."

Sandy subconsciously wanted to refuse.

It was as if she had rejected Ying Heng in the first place.

But when I was about to say no, that voice was still in my mind.

——Don't reject him, don't reject him.

——Stay with him for a while longer, listen to what he says, listen to what he says.

——Stay, stay, don’t go.

She was at a loss, not knowing what to do.

She should have refused, but the voice in her consciousness kept begging her not to refuse.

She didn't know why she should refuse, nor why she couldn't refuse.

It seems that I cannot refuse him, because I will regret it if I refuse him.

But it seems that I have to reject him, otherwise something bad will happen.

Sandy looked at Ying Heng's face helplessly. He was still smiling with a gentle look.

But she saw the deep sadness in his eyes.

Sandy slowly raised her hand and touched Ying Heng's cheek.

"Master... why are you crying..."

Ying Heng shook his head and told her: "Daidai, Master didn't cry, you cried."

Sandy touched her face and felt a tear.

"I cried...why did I cry..."

Ying Heng smiled and said, "Daidai, please stay and accompany Master."

The night wind dried her tears, and the cold tears stuck to her face, making her feel even colder.

She looked at Ying Heng's face. It was Ying Heng who taught her how to practice sword and it was Ying Heng who took care of her daily life. He was better than her biological father.

She should have stayed with him.

She should have stayed with him a little longer.

Sandy spoke slowly: "Master..."

Ying Heng smiled and said, "I'm here."

Sandy saw her own reflection in Ying Heng's eyes.

She had a childish little face, but was wearing a blue dress. What she wore on her hair was not a wooden hairpin, but an exquisitely crafted silver hairpin.

She smiled vaguely and shouted, "Master..."

Ying Heng responded, still begging her: "Daidai, please stay with Master for a while longer."

Sandy's tears fell and she lowered her head.

She was silent for a long time, raised her eyes again, and spoke softly under Ying Heng's hopeful gaze:

"Feel sorry."

She drew the long sword from her waist and stabbed the man in front of her through the chest.

Ying Heng grabbed her sword in shock, "Daidai...are you going to kill Master?"

Sandy cried, "Master..."

Ying Heng asked: "What did Master do wrong?"

"You are right...it is the disciple who is wrong..."

Sandy did not dare to be soft-hearted. She gritted her teeth and broke Ying Heng's heart amid his tears.

His face shattered in front of her.

The food they hadn't finished was turned into crumbs all over the place.

Sandy slowly opened her eyes and found herself surrounded by a sky full of red light.

She lay on the ground, with countless red threads passing through her body, sucking away her spiritual power bit by bit. Sandy didn't even have the strength to raise her hands.

Zhiyu fell beside her, dying, and Changmang fell into the blood-soaked ground.

Sandy looked up at the strange red light, tears streaming down her eyes.

Illusion array.

The formation created with living souls has such realistic illusions that anyone inside the formation will be bewitched by their inner demons. If they do not come out within three days, their souls will be crushed and absorbed bit by bit by the formation.

In fact, she didn't eat the meal that Ying Heng made.

That was her lifelong demon.

She was in a bad mood, and Ying Heng sat in the kitchen waiting for her for three hours, but Sandy didn't even go to eat the meal.

It was not until after midnight that Sang Dai went out to get tea and saw Ying Heng sitting in the yard.

He came to her without knowing when.

The white-robed swordsman begged her, "Daidai, Master wants to say a few words to you."

Sandy walked up to him with a cold face.

Ying Heng stroked her hair and told her: "Daidai, no matter what you encounter in the future, you must remember to go your own way. Don't listen, don't stop. We are all right, they are wrong."

At that time, Sandy didn't understand at all. She was still angry with Ying Heng in her heart. She nodded and said coldly, "Disciple, please remember this."

She turned around and was about to leave, but Ying Heng stopped her.

"Daidai, can you talk to Master for a while?"

Sandy was upset and replied with a stern face: "Master, it's late at night, and I have to practice sword tomorrow."

Ying Heng was silent for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "Okay, Dai Dai, go to bed early."

Then on the second day, the truth about the destruction of Guixu Spiritual Vein came to light: it was Immortal Lord Yingheng of the Sword Sect who was responsible.

Ying Heng left the Sword Sect.

Two years later, he was "executed" in the demon realm.

Sandy didn't get to eat the birthday dinner he prepared, and never ate his food again.

She didn't talk to him, and never had the chance to listen to him again.

Sandy closed her eyes, her body felt weak, and tears began to fall.

She knew clearly that it was an illusion, and that it was her own inner demon that kept forcing her to accompany Ying Heng, but she still followed the demon's words and went to have the meal.

But when Ying Heng tried to keep her, and she saw her reflection in his eyes, the nine-stringed hairpin on her head and the blue dress on her body were telling her—

That's all I can do.

The dream was beautiful, but it was her nightmare that had lasted for a hundred years.

But in reality, someone is waiting for her.

She wanted to break free from this situation and return to them.

She wants to go back.

On the top of the mountain, Shi Yao looked coldly at the red light magic circle in the distance.

Bi Fang said calmly, "It should be soon. After her soul is crushed by the formation, the young lady can seize her body."

They didn't intend to kill Sandy from the beginning to the end. If Sandy died, the Heavenly Grade Spiritual Root would also die with her master.

Just take her body away, Shi Yao's body of suffering can no longer be used.

Madam Shi said, "Yaoyao, it will be the third day soon. It will be fine soon."

Hua Ling sat aside with a blank expression.

Shi Yao narrowed her eyes and said, "Thank you, mother. It was you who helped me—"

Before he could finish his words, a large thundercloud suddenly appeared above the magic circle.

The four of them subconsciously raised their eyes to look.

The clouds were dark and heavy, with lightning streaking through them like a dragon. The cold wind blew up gravel all over the ground, and the terrifying pressure almost crushed Shi Yao's heart and lungs. Bi Fang and Madam Shi hurriedly used their spiritual powers to protect her.

Hua Ling raised his head and murmured: "That is... a thunder tribulation..."

Shi Yao raised her eyes fiercely: "Impossible! She was clearly destined to die, how could she attract a thunder calamity!"

Hua Ling only said: "That was the thunder tribulation of the Mahayana full realm... It directly skipped the Mahayana middle realm."

Shi Yao coughed up blood: "Impossible!"

But they saw that the person who had been lying in the red light magic circle stood up at some point. She was staggering, with thousands of red threads tied to her body.

Shi Yao was panicking and yelled, "Bifang, kill her before she passes the tribulation!"

Even if she didn't want Sandy's heavenly spiritual roots, she couldn't bear to see Sandy go through the tribulation.

"yes!"

Bi Fang flew down and condensed a fire blade with one hand. The strong fire was about to chop towards Sandi in the illusion killing array.

"Zhiyu!"

A soft, low voice was heard.

The Zhiyu Sword in the red light array suddenly broke through the constraints of the array and flew into the hands of a man.

The white-clothed swordsman swung his sword down, and the dim sword light collided with the other party's flaming blade, and both sides disappeared into thin air.

He landed gracefully, holding a sword in one hand. His white clothes were torn and covered with bloodstains, and his waist-length black hair was only tied with a hairband.

His eyes were empty and unfocused, his facial features were as handsome as a banished immortal, and although he was born gentle, his expression at this moment was full of murderous intent.

Shi Yao on the top of the mountain said in a trembling voice:

"...Ying Heng."

Ying Heng couldn't hear.

But Chunying told him what these people were doing, they were surrounding and killing his disciples.

He tightened his grip on the Zhiyu Sword, and his disciples' swords also obeyed his orders.

Ying Heng said calmly: "Sir, are you going to kill my apprentice?"