The deputy sect leader touched Sheng He's hair kindly, grabbed Song Jinzhi's collar and left.

Song Jinzhi reached out his hand to Sheng He in despair, but before he could say anything, he was suddenly suspended in the air and carried on the shoulders of the deputy sect leader.

"You get into trouble all day long, and never let your father and I rest easy. Do you know how long your father has been looking for you this time? His hair has turned a few gray in anxiety, and you still want to harm a little girl? I tell you, you are dreaming!"

"I will personally take you back to Jinzhou this time. Let's see if you can still run away!"

Sheng He smiled as he watched the deputy sect leader and Song Jinzhi's backs gradually walk away, then he looked down at the wooden box in his hand.

A colorful lotus lies quietly in the wooden box. It is called the colorful lotus because seven different colors flow slowly on its petals like flowing river water.

A small lotus pod can be vaguely seen between the layers of petals. The lotus pod is only the size of a thumb, and in the center is a round golden lotus seed.

Just by standing next to this lotus platform, Sheng He felt a rich spiritual energy enveloping himself, let alone refining it.

And the deputy sect leader actually gave her such a valuable gift casually.

Sheng He closed the wooden box and looked in the direction where the deputy sect leader left. Although the deputy sect leader always said that Song Jinzhi was not good here and there and always got into trouble.

But in fact, in his heart, he still loves his nephew the most, right?

Sheng He withdrew his gaze dejectedly, and returned to his own hut with the wooden box in his arms.

She sat cross-legged on the bed and opened the wooden box. A colorful lotus platform floated in the air, emitting a faint light all around.

Sheng He slowly closed his eyes, the spiritual energy in his dantian gradually condensed, and then moved closer to the colorful lotus platform little by little. The spiritual energy contained in the colorful lotus platform was gentle and rich. Sheng He just felt comfortable all over, as if being wrapped in warm sea water.

Two hours later, Sheng He opened his eyes and found that only a shadow remained of the colorful lotus platform in front of him. Sheng He stretched out his finger and gently touched the shadow, and the colorful lotus platform dissipated in the wind like smoke.

There seemed to be no changes in his body. Sheng He let out a long breath and came down from the bed.

Next, she should go to the Far North.

After removing the restriction of the hut, Sheng He just opened the door when sound transmission notes like snowflakes floated towards him.

"Fairy Sheng, I'm Song Jinzhi, I'm here to return your Biluo grass."

"Fairy Sheng, I'm leaving now. Thank you so much for saving my life."

"Fairy Sheng, I live in Zhichun Lane, Jinzhou. If you have time, you can come visit me."

"Fairy Sheng, if you don't have time, I can also come to Jianfeng to find you."

"Fairy Sheng, why haven't you come back yet?"

"Fairy Sheng, your blue grass is so noisy. Although I can't understand what they are saying, they seem to be fighting."

"Fairy Sheng..."

…

In an instant, countless voices of "Fairy Sheng" were heard at the same time, and it seemed like there were a dozen mosquitoes buzzing "Fairy Sheng" and "Fairy Sheng" in his ears. Sheng He felt overwhelmed and immediately raised his hand and made a fire gesture.

Seeing the sound transmission talisman in front of her being burned into a pile of ashes, her ears finally became quiet. Sheng He breathed a sigh of relief. When she looked up, she saw Song Jinzhi walking towards her slowly with three stalks of blue grass in his hand.

"Fairy Sheng, I'm leaving now, so I came here to return the Biluo grass to you."

Sheng He looked at the three little radish heads that had fallen into coma and was silent for a moment: "Did you kill them?"

"No, no." Song Jinzhi waved his hands quickly, "I just saw them fighting, and they were about to tear off their leaves, so I knocked them unconscious with a rock."

"That's good."

A flash of white spiritual power passed through Sheng He's fingertips, and the three little radish heads disappeared instantly, and three small white flower hairpins appeared on her head.

After doing all this, Sheng He wanted to go find Master Tian Yu, but found that Song Jinzhi was still standing in front of him.

"What else do you want?"

"I……"

Sheng He tilted his head and looked at Song Jinzhi in confusion.

"Well... Uncle San wants to send me back. I live in Zhichun Lane in Jinzhou. Jinzhou is close to the sea. The sea is very beautiful. You can see mermaids! There are also fireworks displays every year, and there are many delicious foods in the city!"

Sheng He nodded, but Song Jinzhi blushed and stammered, "I...I..."

"Song Jinzhi! Where have you gone off to now, little brat? Don't let me catch you!"

The deputy sect leader's roar could be heard faintly at the foot of the mountain. Song Jinzhi looked back uneasily and stuffed the thing in his hand forcefully into Sheng He's arms.

"Uncle San is here to see me. I have to go. This is the token of my Song family. If you have time, you can come to Jinzhou to play with me. I'll wait for you!"

After Song Jinzhi finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Sheng He's reaction, turned around and ran away.

Sheng He looked blankly at the half jade ring in his arms. The entire jade ring was carved into the shape of a lotus. In the center of the lotus, there was a small word "Song" engraved.

The Song family is so generous that they even make an ordinary token so beautiful.

Sheng He sighed as he picked up the light green silk thread on the jade ring and hung it around his waist.

Looking back at his little house again, Sheng He slowly closed the door.

The Far North is extremely cold, and there is also the mysterious Snow Wind City mentioned by the old man. It is not easy to find Taixu Land.

I don’t know when I will come back next time.

Sheng He didn't have many familiar friends in Qingyun Sect. After saying goodbye briefly to Tian Yu, Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan, Sheng He went down the mountain alone.

She did not go directly to the Far North. Ao Shuang flew over one mountain after another in the sky, crossed one lake after another, and finally stopped in front of the gate of Qingshan City.

Sheng He looked up and found that the gate of Qingshan City seemed shorter than he remembered and not as prosperous as before.

In the past, Sheng He always felt that Qingshan City was the farthest place she could go.

Her mother sold all her belongings and took her on a walk for half a month before they reached Qingshan City, where there were wide streets, bustling crowds, beautiful clothes and jewelry, and endless amounts of biscuits and candied haws.

Everything here was something she had never seen before.

Later, she began to practice Taoism and saw a wider world. Qingshan City seemed to have gradually become dilapidated from the prosperity in her memory.

Sheng He followed her memory and searched forward. At the end of the alley, she saw a big house.

There are red tiles and black bricks, and there is a large yard inside. There is a well in the yard, and many green vegetables are planted next to the well.

Everything was just as she expected.

There were two women and two children sitting in the yard.

The one with white hair and a gentle smile is her mother.

My mother wrote to me saying that my uncle had passed away and it was not easy for my aunt to raise two children, so she brought them in to live with us.