Teng Ruoyi was like a kite without a string. His eldest grandson Zijun couldn't hold her back at all and was dragged up the mountain by her instead.
Lingxiao Sect recruited students every few years, and this time, hundreds of young people came. The young people gathered outside the gate of Lingxiao Sect. Several disciples came out and led the young people into an empty field.
Teng Ruoyi looked around curiously and couldn't help but comment on people out of curiosity.
"That girl's dress is really nice."
"That boy is so young. Can he come to seek the truth at the age of four or five?"
"Oh, that boy is so handsome."
Suddenly, she frowned and said, "Brother Zijun, look! It's those bad guys from the other day!"
The eldest grandson Zijun looked in the direction of her finger and saw the guys who had bumped into him and spoken rudely to him in the market that day. He didn't expect that they had also come to participate in the selection of disciples of Lingxiao Sect.
Those people happened to look over and saw the eldest grandson Zijun and Teng Ruoyi, and immediately glared at them.
Teng Ruoyi whispered, "Is fighting allowed in this place? I really want to teach them a lesson!"
The eldest grandson, Zijun, said hurriedly, "No."
Teng Ruoyi curled her lips and said seriously again: "I'm just saying. Don't worry, I don't like fighting. My father said that he taught me to learn sword to protect myself and my friends, not to bully others. As long as they don't start a fight, I won't fight with them."
The eldest grandson Jun agreed with this and nodded.
Teng Ruoyi smiled and said, "You always talk very little. I asked my mother and she said it's because you are embarrassed to talk to girls. Is that true? You don't seem to talk much to boys either. And I'm not an ordinary girl, I'm your sister."
The eldest grandson, Zijun, laughed. He was a man of few words, but Teng Ruoyi was a man of many words. He had no choice but to say a few more words: "Your father is right."
Teng Ruoyi was amused by his helpless look and laughed. She had just come to a new world and met so many different people and things. She was so happy that she couldn't stop talking.
After a while, a man wearing the uniform of a Lingxiao sect disciple and with a goatee came over holding a dozen directories.
The leading young man immediately rushed over and shouted joyfully, "Dad!"
Yi Xichen was stunned, and then he found it funny. When I heard that little bastard bragging about his father, I thought he was some great master, but it turns out he is just a disciple of Lingxiao Sect. Even if he is qualified to be in charge, he is just a disciple. Judging from his appearance, his cultivation is not that high. I really don't know what that little bastard is so proud of! He has never seen the world!
However, the eldest grandson Jun, who was in this situation, felt uncomfortable.
The young man stood on tiptoe and said a few words to his father, and pointed in the direction of the eldest grandson Jun. The student recruiting student then looked at the eldest grandson Jun and Teng Ruoyi, and his eyes were not friendly at all.
Teng Ruoyi was also panicking: "Oh my, how could this man be the father of that bad guy? Is he responsible for recruiting us? It seems that we will not be selected."
The eldest grandson, Zijun, didn't care. He didn't have to join the Lingxiao Sect in the first place. "Then I'll be eliminated."
After a while, the disciples of Lingxiao Sect shouted, "Stand up, line up, register your names one by one, and test your spiritual roots."
When the eldest grandson, Zijun, heard about the spiritual root test, he felt even more uneasy. He held Teng Ruoyi's hand and said, "Let's go."
Teng Ruoyi, however, held him tightly and pulled him into the line: "Why are you leaving? Now that you are here, why not give it a try? Maybe the bad guy's father isn't a bad guy after all!"
The disciples who were maintaining order had already walked up to them, lined them up one by one, and said, "From now on, no talking is allowed. You can ask questions when it's your turn!"
The eldest grandson Jun had no choice but to follow the team forward.
While queuing, he was in deep thought, looking ahead with vacant eyes. Out of the corner of his eye he saw an elder in a green robe walking to the top of the ground. He had a ruddy complexion, square brows, sword-like brows, and an outstanding temperament. He must be a master who had attained enlightenment.
The eldest grandson Zijun thought it was an elder of Lingxiao Sect, so he took a quick glance and then looked away.
Yi Xichen was surprised: It's Master Hong Yi! How could Master Hong Yi appear in Lingxiao Sect? So their origin happened at this time?
The eldest grandson, Jun, was in front of Teng Ruoyi, and it was his turn soon. The father of the evil young man looked up at him with a look of disdain, clearly not intending to admit him, and asked casually in a bad tone: "What's your name? Have you taken a spiritual root test?"
The eldest grandson, Jun, replied in a stern voice: "The eldest grandson, Jun, has a natural spiritual root."
The evil young man's father fiddled with his pen, not even planning to write. He was just about to make up a reason to chase him away, but he froze when he heard the three words "Heavenly Spiritual Root".
"What did you say?" The evil young master's father shouted in disbelief, "Heavenly Spiritual Root?!"
Everyone in the entire Pingdi looked over!
"Put your hand here!" The young master's father pointed at a white stone and said, "Try to activate your spiritual energy!"
The eldest grandson, Zijun, did as he was told. After a while, the white stone became transparent, and in the middle of the transparent stone, there was a golden elixir-like light spot.
There was a sound of gasps all around.
The silence lasted for a long time before the evil young man's father regained his composure. He stopped being disrespectful and awkwardly wrote down the name of his eldest grandson Jun on the roster: "You go wait over there first." He wanted to show favoritism, but even if he had a hundred thousand guts, he would not dare to abandon his disciple with natural spiritual roots.
After the eldest grandson Zijun, the next one is Teng Ruoyi.
As usual, the young master's father asked, "Name! Have you tested your spiritual roots?"
"Teng Ruoyi..." She reported her name, but hesitated when talking about her spiritual roots.
“Never tested?”
Teng Ruoyi thought about it and said in an uncertain tone: "Maybe... it's a natural spiritual root..."
The whole place fell silent again.
"You... can?" The young master's father looked at her with a very suspicious look, and pushed the stone that had turned white again in front of her, "Put your hand on it and activate your spiritual power."
Teng Ruoyi placed her hand on the stone and waited for a long time, but the stone remained white without any change.
"You don't know how to activate your spiritual power?"
Teng Ruoyi looked bewildered. She was a false spiritual root, and her spiritual power accumulated very slowly. The thin spiritual energy in her body was not enough for this spiritual stone to respond.
The evil young master's father grabbed her wrist and tried to test her cultivation. But he obviously couldn't test anything. After a moment, he became confident and his expression became funny: "Natural spiritual roots? Ha! You are clearly a fake spiritual root!"
Teng Ruoyi stared at him blankly: "Fake, fake spiritual root?"
"How ridiculous!" He finally found an opportunity to vent his anger. He stood up suddenly, pointed at Teng Ruoyi's nose and cursed, "How dare you, a fake spiritual root, come to my Lingxiao Sect to cause trouble? With your talent, it's ok to just dream of seeking the Tao, but you actually dare to lie! What I hate most in my Lingxiao Sect is liars! You are so ridiculous! Shameful! Hateful!"
The whole audience was in a state of uproar again. The young men were talking among themselves, pointing fingers at Teng Ruoyi.
The eldest grandson, Zijun, stepped forward and was about to stop them, but was held down by the Lingxiao Sect disciple who was maintaining order. The disciple whispered, "Don't cause trouble!"
Teng Ruoyi had never experienced such a scene before. Facing countless mocking looks, her face flushed red: "I'm not..."
"Nothing?" The evil young man's father pulled out the sword from her waist, added a little spiritual energy to it, and the sword flew out, turning back and forth in the sky several times.
He taunted, "This is your sword. Have you ever seen a swordsman's sword being controlled by someone else like this?"
The eldest grandson Zijun could no longer bear it, so he pushed away the Lingxiao sect disciple who was restraining him, jumped forward, and snatched Teng Ruoyi's sword!
However, the evil young man's father had already poured his energy into it, and although the sword was snatched back by the eldest grandson Jun, that man flicked his fingers slightly, and there was a loud bang, and her sword was actually broken!
The young master's father continued to add insult to injury: "You are a liar who doesn't know your own limits. You are not worthy of joining our Lingxiao Sect! And don't even think about becoming a swordsman. Get out of here!"
Teng Ruoyi looked at the broken sword, her pupils shrank, and her face looked extremely ugly! From time to time, there were sneers from the crowd, and each sneer made her face paler, and tears welled up in her eyes. She turned around suddenly and rushed out of the mountain!
"Sister!" The eldest grandson Zijun was about to chase after her, but was stopped by a disciple of Lingxiao Sect.
Yi Xichen saw it clearly. When the evil man humiliated Teng Ruoyi, some of the young disciples who were seeking the truth were still angry, but the Lingxiao sect disciples present were calm and indifferent. They had been in the sect for a long time, and they were not uncommon to see such examples of being humiliated because of poor talent, and even regarded it as normal.
The Lingxiao Sect disciple who stopped the eldest grandson Zijun said, "Don't cause trouble. If you leave here, you can no longer join our Lingxiao Sect. Don't waste your chance for her."
These words seemed to have awakened the eldest grandson Jun!
He shouted angrily, holding Teng Ruoyi's sword in his hand, turned around and slashed at the evil young master's father!
The man was shocked, jumped up from his chair, and retreated in panic. The eldest grandson Jun was swift and approached him in an instant. Although he was older, he was caught off guard and missed the opportunity. He tried to draw his sword in a hurry, but the eldest grandson Jun kicked him in the chest, and he flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground!
When he tried to get up again, the blade of the broken sword was already on his neck!
The man looked terrified. He didn't expect a young boy to be so skilled. His neck hurt so much that he dared not move.
Suddenly, there was the sound of swords being drawn all around.
The eldest grandson Jun didn't even turn his head, just stared at the man.
The evil young master's father trembled and said, "You, you are crazy! You still want to enter my Lingxiao..."
"This is such a vicious sect," the eldest grandson Zijun interrupted him and said hatefully, "I will never set foot in it again in my lifetime!"
He did not kill the man, but just pulled out the man's sword and broke it hard on his knee!
Pain came from his knee, and at the same time, a crisp sound was heard, and the sword was broken into two!
He threw the sword away in disgust, stood up and chased in the direction Teng Ruoyi left!
How could those Lingxiao Sect disciples tolerate him causing trouble? There were chaotic footsteps behind him, as if someone was chasing him, but he also heard a strong voice saying "Stop chasing", and he didn't know who was in charge. He didn't care and ran all the way down Lingxiao Mountain.
Teng Ruoyi was so shocked that she ran away in a short while. The eldest grandson, Zijun, left the mountain gate and saw no one. He thought she was going home, so he ran in the direction of her home.
However, he had not run far when he saw a flying sword coming from the sky and an elder in green clothes fell in front of him, blocking his way. It was the Taoist Master Hong Yi who was standing on the ground at that time.
The eldest grandson, Zijun, thought he was also a member of the Lingxiao Sect and was disgusted with him. He said in a cold voice, "Get lost."
However, Master Hong Yi did not take it as an offense and said with a smile: "What a good child with a pure heart. My Taoist name is Hong Yi, and I am the elder of the Hongmeng Sect."
The eldest grandson, Zijun, was stunned. Hongmeng Sect? This person is not from Lingxiao Sect?
Master Hong Yi said, "An elder of Lingxiao Sect is my good friend. I came to visit my friend and happened to encounter the new disciple trials today, so I took a closer look. I didn't expect something like this to happen. Those disciples' words and actions were extremely inappropriate. If they were in Hongmeng Sect, I would never tolerate them. However, this is Lingxiao Sect, so it is inconvenient for me to interrupt, so I have been enduring it."
He added, "But just now I saw the girl crying and leaving, and I saw you breaking the sword for her, and then I realized I was wrong. Since I have been falsely called a real person, I should not allow such a thing to happen under my nose. The world's cultivators can be divided by sects, but good and evil cannot."
After hearing his inexplicable explanation, the eldest grandson Zijun was only worried about where Teng Ruoyi had gone. When he was about to leave, he heard Master Hong Yi say, "I apologize to you and your sister. I don't know where your sister is now. Please convey my message to you. Lingxiao Sect is like this... I can't say anything, but if you and your sister can put aside the past grudges and come to my Hongmeng Sect, I will welcome you with open arms and teach you everything I know."
The eldest grandson, Zijun, hated the Lingxiao Sect and had no good feelings towards the Hongmeng Sect. He responded perfunctorily and walked past Master Hong Yi and continued running.
Master Hong Yi shouted from behind him, "If you have any problems, just come to Hongmeng Sect and find me!"
The eldest grandson, Jun, anxiously searched everywhere for Teng Ruoyi.
no.
no.
no!
He didn't know how far he ran, but he couldn't find any trace of Teng Ruoyi.
"Sister! Where are you!" he shouted hoarsely, "Teng Ruoyi!"
After a long time, he finally saw a familiar goose-yellow figure by a stream. He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately stepped forward: "Sister."
Teng Ruoyi had her back to him, and when she heard his call, she slowly turned her head.
The eldest grandson, Jun, was stunned.
Teng Ruoyi's face was covered with tear marks, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts. She looked savage, pitiful, and ugly. He had never seen Teng Ruoyi so distraught.
He didn't know what to say for a moment. He took the broken sword he had picked up and walked forward, handed it to Teng Ruoyi, took her hand, and whispered, "Let's go back."
But the next moment, Teng Ruoyi shook off his hand, and the blade of the broken sword pointed at him.
"Chang Sun Zijun, are you better than me?" she asked. But she quickly gave her own answer, "I don't believe it!!"
The eldest grandson, Jun, was only surprised for a moment, but soon calmed down. He said, "Go back."
"Go back? Where to?!" Teng Ruoyi shouted, "Draw your sword! Come and compete with me!! You can't be stronger than me! Impossible!!!"
The eldest grandson, Jun, stared at the broken sword. He asked, "Why?"
She had clearly said that she used the sword to protect herself and her friends, so why was she pointing it at him now?
Teng Ruoyi gritted her teeth and didn't answer his why. She just attacked directly!
"Draw your sword!" She swung the broken blade in her hand like crazy, "Chang Sun Zijun, draw your sword! Fight with me!!"
The eldest grandson, Jun, dodged her sword and stepped back.
The light and shadow of the broken blade danced in front of his eyes, just like his current mood, chaotic and terrible! Did he do something wrong? What should he do? Why did it turn out like this!
He once thought about what would happen if Teng Ruoyi found out one day that she was not as strong as she thought. But he didn't worry about that. Teng Ruoyi was strong, but she was not weak, so she could carry him up the mountain, getting herself bruised and battered, but she didn't add another wound to his body. How could such a smart and insightful girl bother herself with trivial matters! What really made him uneasy was Teng Ruoyi's desire to protect him, which made him worry that Teng Ruoyi would get hurt one day.
But why did it turn out like this!
Teng Ruoyi cut off a piece of the clothes of the eldest grandson Zijun with her sword. The eldest grandson Zijun refused to draw his sword, so she forced him to use his sword!
"You don't dare! You are a coward! That's why you will never be as good as me!"
The blood surged in the chest of the eldest grandson, Zijun. He suddenly drew out his sword and knocked the broken sword in Teng Ruoyi's hand away. He finally stopped restraining himself and used all his strength to face Teng Ruoyi!
Teng Ruoyi's face turned pale and she was panicked. She quickly attacked Zhang Sunzijun's sword. However, the offensive and defensive situation had already reversed. As soon as Zhang Sunzijun's sword was unsheathed, she was immediately forced to retreat!
Ping!
The two swords collided, and Teng Ruoyi was almost knocked out of her hand by the huge force, but she held on tightly, her knuckles cracked, and blood flowed down her snow-white skin. She didn't let go!
The eldest grandson, Zijun, showed no mercy and hit her sword again!
There was another loud bang, and sparks flew from the sword blade!
The back of Teng Ruoyi's hands were already covered in blood, but she held the sword tightly with both hands and would not let go even if she died!
The eldest grandson Jun swung his sword and stabbed her in the heart, but it stopped abruptly when it was two inches away from her heart. The broken sword in Teng Ruoyi's hand was not far enough to reach the eldest grandson Jun. She had already lost.
The eldest grandson Zijun was a little tired, and said softly: "The world is big..." Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened and he quickly pulled back the sword!
Teng Ruoyi rushed towards his sword as if she was not afraid of death, and was determined to fight him to the death!
The winner has been decided, but she still wants to fight again! She won't lose!
Teng Ruoyi's face was covered with tears. She swung her sword like a madman and shouted, "You can't beat me! You can't beat me!! You will never be able to defeat me!!"
The eldest grandson, Zijun, has been retreating again and again and will not retreat anymore.
Teng Ruoyi's broken sword pierced his shoulder!
He did not dodge, and the sword did not penetrate deeper. Blood gushed out from his shoulder and dripped down along the broken sword.
Teng Ruoyi was shaking violently, and trembled, "I won."
The eldest grandson Jun said nothing.
Teng Ruoyi put away his sword and shouted, "Get out! The farther the better!! Don't let me see you again!!"
The eldest grandson Jun did not roll away.
She turned and left, but after taking two steps, her body went limp and she fainted in the grass.
The eldest grandson, Jun, stepped forward, carried her on his back, and walked toward the small hill where she lived.
Teng Ruoyi fainted and remained in a coma for three days. Three days later, when Yuan Ying was feeding her healing pills, she finally woke up.
When the eldest grandson Zijun and Teng Tie rushed to the door, they saw Teng Ruoyi crying loudly in Yuan Ying's arms. However, when she looked up and saw the eldest grandson Zijun, she immediately stopped crying and reached for the sword: "Why are you still here?! Didn't I tell you to get out!"
Yuan Ying frowned: "Ruoyi..."
"Ruoyi!" Teng Tie rushed forward and lifted up Teng Ruoyi's sleeve, revealing a black hexagram mark on her hand. "What is this? Who did you meet outside the mountain?"
Teng Ruoyi pulled her hand back abruptly, her face alert. Her own broken sword was taken away by Teng Tie, and she actually stretched out her hand to pull out the sword from Teng Tie's waist and pointed it at her eldest grandson Zijun!
She said in a sharp voice: "Don't you understand what people say?!"
"Ruoyi!" Her parents scolded at the same time.
Teng Tie wanted to take back the sword, but Teng Ruoyi jumped off the bed and dodged him, with the sword in her hand still pointing at her eldest grandson Jun.
Teng Tie simply gave up trying to grab the sword, and stepped in front of his eldest grandson, Zijun, allowing Teng Ruoyi's sword to point at him. He said coldly, "Ruoyi, how did you become like this?"
Yuan Ying also cried and couldn't speak: "What happened to you? Tell us, tell us."
The color on Teng Ruoyi's face suddenly faded, as if she had experienced something very painful. She grabbed her chest and slowly squatted down, her whole body shaking.
Her parents rushed over to help her up.
Teng Ruoyi regained her strength, and pushed Teng Tie and Yuan Ying away. She glared at her eldest grandson Zijun and said in a trembling voice, "Okay, okay. All of you do this! If he doesn't leave, I'll leave!"
The eldest grandson, Jun, said nothing, but blocked her way. Even if she drew her sword again, he would not retreat.
"Why are you doing this?" Yuan Ying asked, "If we did something wrong, please tell me. Please, Ruoyi."
Teng Ruoyi's body froze for a moment, then she exploded, "Okay! I'll tell you! Didn't you do anything wrong?! You lied to me, deceived me, and tricked me! You treated me like a fool! What kind of spiritual root! Do you know how many people laughed at me?!" She said, "I would rather not have parents like you!!"
"Pa!" Teng Tie slapped her on the face.
She covered her face for a moment, then turned and rushed down the mountain.
The eldest grandson, Jun, ran after her and grabbed her arm.
"I can leave. I can let you win." He said, "But Teng Ruoyi, not everyone in the world will let you win."
Teng Ruoyi did not answer him. She fell backwards and lost consciousness again.
They carried Teng Ruoyi back to the room and rolled up her sleeves, only to see the black hexagram mark flashing. Teng Tie wanted to wipe off the mark with his hand, but his face changed drastically: "Demonic energy... Ruoyi has demonic energy! She has gone astray!"
Yuan Ying quickly stuffed all the pills for clearing the mind and replenishing energy into Teng Ruoyi's mouth, but they had no effect at all.
The eldest grandson, Zijun, was confused. This was the first time he had seen this mark. He didn't know what it represented, nor who had made it. He only knew that Teng Ruoyi had become abnormal.
Teng Tie and Yuan Ying sighed and cried until their eyes were swollen. Teng Ruoyi lay there with a pale face, lifeless.
"I know a master, his name is Master Hong Yi!" said the eldest grandson Zijun, "He is... from the Hongmeng Sect! I'll take Ruoyi to find him!"
Teng Tie and Yuan Ying looked at him in surprise. They had all heard of the name of Master Hong Yi, and their tense expressions finally relaxed a little.
"Okay, okay!" Teng Tie said, "Master Hong Yi! He is powerful, he must have a way to save Ruoyi! Let's go now!"
They simply packed their bags, carried the unconscious Teng Ruoyi, and immediately set off towards the Hongmeng Sect.
However, among them, only Teng Tie could wield the sword, but he could not lead others with the sword. It would take at least a month to walk from their residence to the Hongmeng Sect.
They travelled day and night.
Teng Ruoyi was unconscious all the way. She would occasionally wake up and scream in fear, waving her arms and legs as if trying to drive something away. But when she was asked questions, she would not answer and would soon fall into a coma again.
When they passed through a small town, Teng Tie and Yuan Ying stayed by the side of the unconscious Teng Ruoyi, while the eldest grandson, Zijun, went into the city to buy herbs. Yuan Ying had been refining pills for Teng Ruoyi along the way, hoping to suppress the evil spirit for her, but the herbs she brought with her were exhausted halfway through the journey.
The eldest grandson, Zijun, hurriedly bought the herbs and returned to the wooden house where the Teng family was temporarily staying, only to find the door was open.
The smell of blood filled my nose.
The eldest grandson Jun's heart tightened and he rushed into the house!
Teng Ruoyi held her father's long sword and stabbed her father again and again. Teng Tie had already died, but Teng Ruoyi still persisted and stabbed holes in his body one after another. Yuan Ying's body also fell tragically to the side.
At this moment, Teng Ruoyi was covered in blood, and his clothes had been stained with blood so much that the original color could not be seen.
"Teng Ruoyi!" The eldest grandson Zijun shouted and rushed forward to grab the sword!
Teng Ruoyi turned around abruptly and pointed the sword at his eldest grandson Zijun: "Get out!"
Her face was covered in blood and her expression could not be seen.
The eldest grandson, Zijun, drew his sword and pointed it at the person in front of him. His hands were shaking: "You are not Teng Ruoyi! Who are you?"
The girl suddenly laughed as loud as a silver bell: "I'm Ruoyi, your sister, don't you recognize me?" Although she said this, the sword in her hand did not move at all, and pierced the eldest grandson Jun's heart!
The two men walked out of the wooden house and started fighting on the empty ground!
Teng Ruoyi's body was stiff, as if controlled by a string. Zhang Sunzijun tried to pull the sword out of her hand again and again, but the sword seemed to grow in her palm and remained motionless.
The eldest grandson Jun's sword once again stopped in front of Teng Ruoyi's heart. This time the distance was only half an inch. Kill this madman? But his hands were shaking so badly that the sword in his hand could not go any further.
"Why..." he said in a low voice, "Why?"
However, the bloody Teng Ruoyi suddenly reached out and grabbed his sword. The eldest grandson, Zijun, thought she was going to take the sword, and was about to pull it back, but he saw Teng Ruoyi struggling and twisting her body, as if she was fighting with something invisible. After a moment, she regained control of her body and rushed towards the sword!
puff!
The sword pierced her heart!
The eldest grandson, Jun, froze in place, unable to move.
"Let's go..." Teng Ruoyi said softly, two lines of blood and tears rolled down her eyes, "Please, go quickly."
A few months ago, she said, please, don't go. Now, she says, please, go.
The eldest grandson Jun's mood fluctuated violently, and he almost vomited blood!
A streak of black gas slowly flowed out from between Teng Ruoyi's brows, and actually attacked between the brows of his eldest grandson Jun, and then penetrated in unhindered!
The world before my eyes suddenly turned pitch black!
Yi Xichen's mood fluctuated with that of his eldest grandson, Zijun. When his consciousness fell into a strange silence and darkness, he was also surprised and confused. Did he come out of his eldest grandson's sea of consciousness? If so, why could he hear nothing and see nothing?
What exactly is this place?
I don’t know how much time passed before the world in front of me became bright again.
The scenery around him quickly receded. He passed through the bushes and jumped over the narrow creeks. He was running.
Is this still the memory of the eldest grandson, Jun? Which part is it?
The runner lowered his head to look at the road, and his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the hem of his clothes. It was a goose-yellow garment, and under his feet were a pair of embroidered shoes.
"Ouch!" She couldn't help but cry out in surprise because she was entangled by a tree root.
Yi Xichen was shocked: This is Teng Ruoyi's voice! This is Teng Ruoyi's memory! He entered Teng Ruoyi's sea of consciousness? ! How is this possible? Didn't Teng Ruoyi die when his grandson Jun was young?
The protagonist of the memory looked back while running, and behind him was Lingxiao Mountain.
Yi Xichen was surprised. But gradually, he understood: he was still in the sea of consciousness of the eldest grandson Jun. When Teng Ruoyi died, her evil spirit entered the body of the eldest grandson Jun. So it was the eldest grandson Jun who saw Teng Ruoyi's past memories, and he saw them as well.
This moment was obviously the time when Teng Ruoyi ran away after being insulted in Lingxiao Sect.
"Hate it, hate it, hate it!" Teng Ruoyi kicked the stone beside her, "I'm not that bad!"
Her running pace gradually slowed down.
Yi Xichen heard her inner thoughts. The girl was in a very bad mood at the moment.
"Dad is right. There are indeed many bad guys in big sects."
"Am I a fake spiritual root? Is brother Zijun the natural spiritual root? He seems to be very powerful. Everyone looked at him strangely just now."
"Oh, that guy is so mean. He actually broke my sword. My father made it for me himself! I'll go home and ask him to make me a new one..."
Yi Xichen was very surprised. What he saw in his eldest grandson Zijun's memory was that Teng Ruoyi went crazy as soon as she left Lingxiao Mountain. But now he heard Teng Ruoyi's inner voice. She was indeed very aggrieved and angry when she just left the mountain, but after running a short distance, her mood was no longer so bad, and she didn't seem like she would never recover from it.
After a while, Teng Ruoyi stopped running. She looked back at Lingxiao Mountain, as if she was waiting for something.
"If I just run away like this, will brother Zijun chase me out?"
"Why hasn't he caught up yet?"
"He doesn't really intend to stay in the Lingxiao Sect, does he? The people there are so annoying!"
"Oh... forget it, I'll go back first. If brother Zijun comes out, he will come home to find me."
Yi Xichen wanted to yell: No! Don't go! He was delayed for a while just to get the broken sword back for you, he will be here soon! You must have gotten into trouble when you left!
Unfortunately, Teng Ruoyi could not hear his shouts, and turned around and ran back home. Her steps were a little heavy at first, but she was cheerful by nature, and soon she was jumping and humming a little tune. She didn't really think she was invincible, she just liked to show off. So the words of the evil man were thrown behind her in a moment.
After running for an unknown distance, she came to a stream and saw a man standing by the stream with his back to her. She looked at the man curiously and was about to walk away when he suddenly turned around.
Yi Xichen had already guessed what would happen, but his heart still sank. It was that devil!
When Teng Ruoyi saw the strange man with black eyes, she immediately became alert: "It's you again! Who are you?"
Fragments of her memory flashed through her mind. It turned out that Teng Ruoyi had seen this devil several times, but the devil had always stood in the shadows and smiled at her. This was the first time he stood in front of her and talked to her.
The devil smiled and asked her in a hoarse voice: "Do you hate it?"
Teng Ruoyi looked at him in confusion: "Who do you hate?"
"Hate everyone in this world."
Teng Ruoyi rolled her eyes at him, lowered her head, pulled up her pants, and prepared to cross the stream in front of her. Suddenly, her heart was grabbed by an invisible force, and she suddenly felt weak all over, knelt on the ground, holding her chest and gasping for breath.
"They deceived you," the demon said, "your parents, and your eldest grandson Jun. He was so powerful, but he kept deceiving you to protect him. He treated you like a fool and played with you."
Teng Ruoyi gasped for air and retorted, "How could he lie to me? I was the one who said I wanted to protect him! He didn't ask me to protect him! Dad and Mom, in their hearts, I am the most powerful!"
The devil was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"You are obviously a waste," the devil said, "They coaxed you, deceived you, and made you lose face today..."
"You are the waste!" Teng Ruoyi shouted and rushed towards the demon! She didn't have a sword, so she took off the scabbard and smashed it at the demon. The demon retreated freely and avoided all her attacks.
“Hahahaha…hahahaha…”
The devil kept laughing, which made Teng Ruoyi upset and angry: "Who are you?!"
Black energy burst out from the demon's body and penetrated into Teng Ruoyi's forehead.
In an instant, the scene of Teng Tie and Yuan Ying bleeding from their seven wounds flashed before her.
"Ah!!" Teng Ruoyi screamed, "Dad! Mom!"
She closed her eyes and didn't want to see, she covered her ears and didn't want to hear, but the picture went straight into her mind and she couldn't avoid it. She tried to resist, but the more she resisted, the tighter the power of the inner demon bound her. Gradually, she couldn't tell what was real and what was illusion. Her face was full of tears and she couldn't cry.
"don't want……"
The power of the inner demon stopped.
"You are a demon!" Teng Ruoyi shouted, "What on earth do you want to do?"
"I was injured. In order to recover my strength, I need a sacrifice." The devil said, "I want someone with a natural spiritual root. That would be my best sacrifice."
Teng Ruoyi was shocked: it turned out that he came for his eldest grandson Zijun!
But she blurted out: "I am the Heavenly Spiritual Root!"
"Oh? Really?" The demon continued to laugh in his hoarse voice. "As far as I know, your younger brother, the eldest grandson, Jun, is the one with the natural spiritual root."
Teng Ruoyi seized the opportunity, grabbed the scabbard and stabbed the demon in the chest! But before the weapon in her hand touched the demon's body, those tragic scenes appeared in front of her again. She screamed and dropped the scabbard.
"I also have a natural spiritual root! When I took the test just now, I did it on purpose because I didn't want to enter the Lingxiao Sect! I am better than him!"
"Really?" the demon said, "If you also have a natural spiritual root, then I only need one sacrifice between the two of you, the more powerful one."
"It's me! It's me!"
"Then prove it to me."
The demon disappeared, and she turned around to see her eldest grandson Zijun running towards her with her broken sword.
From this moment on, everything she said was not her true meaning.
"Changsun Zijun, draw your sword! Fight with me!!" No, don't draw your sword, admit defeat quickly!
"You dare not! You are a coward! That's why you will never be as good as me!" Don't fight back! Don't!
When the eldest grandson Jun's sword pointed at her heart, she panicked. Don't do this, you can't do this. Haven't you always given in to me? Why? You can't win!
So she rushed towards the sword, her vision blurred by tears, and she chopped and swung wildly until she plunged the broken sword into the shoulder of her eldest grandson Jun.
"I win." I was so scared.
"Get out! Get as far away as possible!! Don't let me see you again!!" Run!
Zhang Sunzijun carried her back to the mountain. One night, she woke up. Teng Tie fell asleep on the head of his bed. She felt a dull pain in her arm. She lifted her sleeve and saw a black hexagram mark on it in the faint moonlight.
When she raised her head, she saw the devil standing behind Teng Tie, with his black hand trying to strangle him.
"No!" she said. "What have you put on my arm? Am I already your sacrifice?"
"You can say that. I lent you my power. If you regret it, you can give it to your eldest grandson Jun. Then you will be free."
"I won't!" She gritted her teeth. "I will be your sacrifice, and you will let my family go."
"I won't kill them. Such mortals are not worthy of my personal attack." The devil showed that malicious smile again and then disappeared.
She woke up again
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