Chapter 58 My Father, the Emperor of Heaven (2) (1/2)

Chapter 58 My Father, the Emperor of Heaven (2) (1/2)

"Cut off the dragon's horns, break off the dragon's claws, pull out the dragon's scales..."

The little snake looked at the man in front of her in confusion who said he was her father. Every time he spoke a word, the coldness in his eyes became more and more cold. She had always been afraid of other people's cold expressions, but she was not afraid at all at this moment. She was surrounded by her father's dragon energy. Feeling warm and comfortable all over, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seems that as long as you are by his side, you don't have to worry about anything.

No one can hurt her.

Before she almost fell asleep comfortably, the sadness and grievance that had just come up inexplicably disappeared. She closed her eyes happily and prepared to fall asleep peacefully.

Before going to bed, his eyes suddenly grew bigger than mung beans.

Wait!

Dragon horns, dragon claws, and dragon scales, does he mean to say that he is a dragon?

Facing his daughter's questions, His Majesty the Emperor lovingly touched the bulge on her head.

"Yes, you are a dragon. You were supposed to fly to the nine heavens. It was just that dad accidentally lost you, which made you suffer so much."

The little snake saw clearly the pain in his eyes. Although she only knew this father for less than a stick of incense, the pull of blood made her feel close to him from the bottom of her heart.

She didn't want to see her father sad.

The little snake tried its best to raise its head high, and used the bulge on the top of its head to rub its father in front of it.

"I didn't suffer. I was raised very well by the tiger spirit, the black bear spirit and the lizard. They were all very, very good to me."

She concealed her loneliness and the piercing pain after waking up every day, and only picked up things that proved that she was living a good life.

It's strange that she doesn't understand many things, but she does them very easily.

The little snake calmly told his father all the things he thought he was doing well, and after finishing speaking, he looked at the person in front of him with a pair of clear eyes.

I'm having a really good time.

So don't feel bad anymore.

Looking at his daughter's clear eyes in front of him, Lin Shiheng put away those hazes and smiled on his clear face.

"Do you have a name?"

Speaking of this, the little snake who was just trying to emphasize that he was living a particularly good life lowered his head with a guilty conscience.

"No."

She has been called a little snake since she woke up. After all, the snake spirits living in the mountains have a lifespan of at least hundreds of years. Each of the prototypes is as big as a python, but she is always such a small one, even when crawling The climb was not smooth.

Gradually, the name Little Snake became her exclusive name.

"Can I give you a name?"

The little snake agreed with bright eyes, "Okay, okay."

Lin Shiheng thought for a moment and said: "Now, I just hope that you are healthy and safe. My father's surname is Lin. In the future, can you be called Lin Ning'an?"

"Peace and peace..."

The little snake muttered these words in her mouth. Although she had read the picture book brought back by the lizard and learned a lot about some human affairs, she had lost her memory and only had a partial understanding.

But now that I heard my father's words, I felt as refreshing as eating ice in the summer, and my whole body felt comfortable.

She nodded and replied happily: "Then my name will be Lin Ning'an from now on!"

She also has a name, hehehe.

Lin Ning'an smiled happily and asked again: "Dad, you said the bulge on my head is a dragon's horns, then I am a dragon? But the tiger spirit said that dragons can only exist in heaven."

"Exactly, my father has come down from heaven to look for you."

skyline?

Lin Ning'an felt as if he had been knocked unconscious by a big pie falling from the sky.

She knew that the goblins in that mountain practiced hard every day in order to reach heaven.

Lin Shiheng held the little snake in his arms and said warmly: "Dad, kill them for you. How about we go back to heaven together?"

"Kill...kill who?"

Lin Ning'an curled the tip of her tail in confusion, "Why did you kill them?"

"Of course it's because they can't help my son."

The dark lines on the Emperor's body gradually sank with his cold words, getting darker and darker, as if thick ink had been drawn on them.

He doesn't look like the cold emperor that everyone in the heaven has always thought, but the demons in the demon world who always like to dress in pitch black to scare people.

Lin Ning'an didn't understand this. She just curled the tip of her tail and said in a clear voice with a hint of childishness, "Did someone feel sorry for me when I lost my memory? Why did they feel sorry for me? Did they do my dragon horns and claws? ?”

The eyes of the man in front of him seemed to darken following the dark patterned clothes on his body, "Exactly."

"Chopping off a dragon's horns and claws is tens of millions of times more painful for a dragon than a human's heart-gnawing painkiller. If they treat you like this, dad will never forgive you lightly."

Lin Ning'an was still confused, but the bulge on the top of her head and flat abdomen felt a sharp pain following these words.

——A knife fell, and there was a sharp pain in the top of my head.

——Another knife stabbed into her abdomen. She was abandoned in the wilderness, revealing the body of a dragon. The dragon's claws were cut off directly by that knife.

pain.

It hurts.

"Well……"

She was in so much pain that she couldn't move, and tears fell from her eyes.

She has forgotten some things, but her body will always bear the pain.

Before the tears could fall to the ground, Lin Shiheng had already used his spiritual power, and strands of dragon energy wrapped around her entire body, suppressing the pain.

For him, it was just a moment, but for Lin Ning'an, it was a century of pain.

She rolled and fell to the ground, where she transformed into a teenage girl. Just looking at her stunning face, she was somewhat similar to Lin Shiheng in front of her.

Lin Ning rested her chest, her lips still slightly pale.

"Dad, I don't want them to die directly."

"I don't remember anything, but I still know that the laws of nature are clear about cause and effect and reincarnation."

As she spoke, she raised her eyes, her clear eyes filled with the unique childishness of a little girl.

"Do they have horns and claws? I also want to chop off their horns and claws, peel off their scales, and make them feel the same pain as me."

The erect Emperor looked tenderly at the suffering daughter in front of him.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Ning An is right, death is too easy for them."

"Even if you die, you have to lose everything before you die."

"but……"

After all, it is a small world of its own, and Lin Shiheng is a little unsure whether the original plot will interfere with it.

He waved his sleeves and placed a bowl of clear soup in front of his daughter.

"Ning'an, drink it."

Lin Ning'an obediently picked up the medicine bowl and looked at the decoction that seemed clear but seemed to be spinning inside.

"Dad, what is this?"

"Meng Po Soup, I brought it from heaven."

The Emperor of Heaven smiled tenderly at his daughter, "Don't be afraid, this is an improved version. At most, you won't remember it. Your cultivation level is still shallow, and your dragon body has been damaged. If you drink this bowl, you won't have to drink it again in the future." ”

Lin Ning'an still didn't understand what Meng Po Soup was, but looking down at the medicine bowl, someone seemed to be urging her to drink it.

——Drink.

There was a woman crying quietly, but with relief.

——Drink it and we won’t have to suffer anymore.

Lin Ning'an raised his head, looked at his father who was looking at him without urging him, raised a smile, raised his neck and drank the Meng Po soup in one breath.

The things brought by Heaven are indeed different. As soon as I drank it, my heart suddenly cleared, and the depression that had been lingering in my chest since I woke up disappeared.

Lin Shiheng smiled and let his daughter turn into a prototype and touched her little head.

"Your cultivation level is low. It will be fine if you survive a calamity and improve a little. But if you drink Meng Po Soup, you won't be the one suffering the real pain."

The dragon energy swept through the two of them and disappeared in the room.

Shan Huaiyu fetched water, and when she came back happily, she found that the basket was empty, and the little snake in it had long since disappeared.

"ah……"

He let out a wail and feebly went to pick up the basket.

Why did he escape? Didn't he place a ban on the house?

A little snake with no cultivation, how could it escape?

It's a pity, the master just said that they can be raised as spiritual beasts.

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——"Husband, it's already dark at night, don't read a book, be careful of getting cold."

——"I heard that the Lantern Festival is extremely lively, but it's a pity that it is only held in the capital. It would be great if we could go to the capital in the future and have a good look at the Lantern Festival."

——"Husband, why..."

Shan Junqing slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a scene in front of him of his wife covering her belly full of blood, eyes full of disbelief, and slowly falling down.

Where and why.

It's just about practicing the ruthless way.

If you want to be ruthless, you must cut off the roots of love.

He has no father, no mother, no children. He only has this wife who he loves at the top of his heart. Apart from her, what else can make him see through the world of mortals overnight.

At that time, I went through all kinds of suffering before taking action, and I almost wanted to give up in pain. Now, a hundred years later, it is just a mirror image.

Even if he didn't kill his wife at that time, a hundred years later, she would still be a withered skeleton.

Only practicing and becoming an immortal is the most important thing.

Shan Junqing stood up and opened the door.

Although he could bear to go into seclusion, he could not rely solely on seclusion on his way to practice. There would be a sect competition soon, and all the major sects would come. It would be a good day for Shan Huaiyu to hone his character.

As a master and an elder in the sect, he naturally has to be present.

Just after leaving the mountain peak, I saw a girl who looked like a teenager under the peach tree under the mountain.

She was holding a book and reading, with an innocent look on her face. It was obvious at a glance that she had been pampered and grown up. A breeze happened to blow by, and the girl raised her head slightly and met Shan Junqing's eyes.

The girl didn't pay attention to him, only glanced at him, then lowered her head and continued to endorse. Shan Junqing's usually cold heart seemed to have set off a huge wave, and even his blood seemed to have become cold for a moment.

"Mengyou..."

He called his wife's name, couldn't help but take two steps forward, and stretched out his hand to touch the face that had appeared in his dreams countless times.

"What are you doing!"

Lin Ning'an just raised her head and thought that the person looked familiar and didn't think much about it. But she was carrying a book and this scumbag actually stretched out his hand.

Lin Ning'an, who had been carefully taught everything since he was brought by his father, was no longer the little goblin who had just left Goblin Mountain and didn't know anything. When he saw this man actually reaching out to touch his face, he became furious and threw a Throwing the book in his hand at his face.

The book was just made of paper, but Lin Ning'an used his spiritual power when he threw it out. Countless papers flew in the air, turned into sharp swords and greeted Shan Junqing in the face.

Shan Junqing was originally in a trance because of the face that was exactly the same as his wife's, but when the anger that came with the majestic spiritual energy suddenly woke him up, he quickly stretched out his hand to use his spiritual power to resist. As soon as it touched his eyes, his eyes were filled with tears. Horrified.

This girl was only a teenager, but she actually had the same level of cultivation as herself in the Mahayana stage. And just now he had angered her again. The books in the sky were like sharp swords, and they were aimed at his handsome face, even though No matter how high Shan Junqing's cultivation level is at the same level, he can still only dodge in the face of such a powerful attack.

By the time he finished blocking the last page of the book, his always meticulous white clothes were covered with red blood.

Even on his face, there were two blood marks from the pages of the book.

Shan Junqing has never been so embarrassed.

Since he killed his wife and became enlightened, he has entered the world of cultivation and worshiped in the sect. His cultivation has been improving rapidly. He is the only one who can kill others. There is no time when others suppress him and beat him but are unable to fight back.

"Sister-in-law!!"

As soon as Shan Huaiyu arrived, he saw his master kneeling on one knee in a state of embarrassment, while Lin Ningan had an angry look on his face and whipped out the red whip from his waist. He was shocked and rushed to stop him.

"Sister, please be merciful, this is my master, and he is the same generation as Elder Shi Heng."

"Um?"

Lin Ning'an withdrew the whip and looked at the man in white kneeling on one knee, still with disgust in his eyes.

"Since you are an elder, don't you even understand the difference between men and women? I have never met him, and he actually tried to belittle me the first time he met me. It's extremely shameless!"

"frivolous..."

Shan Huaiyu was stunned and quickly explained: "Senior Sister, my master practices Wuqing Dao and never gets close to women. Is there some misunderstanding?"

"My eyes see really well, how can there be any misunderstanding!"

Lin Anning snorted coldly and looked at Shan Junqing with a look full of evil.

She is usually easy to get along with. Although she has a high level of cultivation and seniority, because she is still young, she always likes to play with the younger disciples, so she always has to be easy to talk to.

She just didn't know why, but when she saw the man who had trivialized her just now, she felt disgust in her heart. The disgust was like being looked at by him, which made her stomach churn and she almost vomited it out.

Thinking of this, Lin Ning'an took out a handkerchief and wiped the cheek that had not been touched by Shan Junqing in disgust.

Even if you haven't touched it, you still have to wipe it. Who knows if this guy with abnormal brain has any disease.

Shan Junqing had already stood up, clutching her aching heart, and stared at the girl who was talking to her disciple with her cold eyes.

picture.

so similar.

This appearance is indeed exactly the same as that of his wife.

But it’s different.

His wife had a gentle temperament, never said a loud word to anyone, and was always so gentle towards him, so how could she be so harsh to him.

It's still different after all.

Shan Junqing himself didn't notice that his eyes were a little sad, and he just thought that he had recognized the wrong person. After all, a hundred years ago, he personally confirmed the place where his wife died before leaving.

"Huaiyu, come here."

Now that he knew he had admitted the wrong person, even though he had just been beaten, Shan Jun's green face was once again covered with the usual coldness.

He saluted Lin Ning'an and spoke in a calm tone, as if he was not the one who was scornful of her just now. "I accidentally offended the girl just now. It's my fault. Please don't argue with me, girl."

"I just don't know which sect the girl is a master disciple of. She has such cultivation at such a young age."

Lin Ning'an looked at the person in front of him.

He was handsome, polite, and had an indifferent and cold look in his eyes. His words and deeds seemed to have no popularity at all.

It was the kind she hated the most, Lin Ningan confirmed this idea in her heart.

Her father once told her that those who practice the ruthless way are making mistakes from the beginning, because the heaven is not as cold and ruthless as the mortal world and the world of cultivation think.

Most of the immortals in the sky live a Buddhist life, meditating every day, playing chess, and occasionally going to the devil and ghost worlds to play. Because the heaven is responsible for climate change, astrological layout, and various other matters in the four realms, most of the immortals in the heaven have They will not leave their posts without authorization, but when they want to rest or play, they will ask a good immortal to help them take over.

Occasionally, immortals fall in love with each other. If they want to be high-profile, they go to the Emperor of Heaven to marry them. If they want to be low-key, they invite a few friends to organize the wedding ceremony, and then happily tell everyone they know when the child is born.

Compared to the world of cultivation, the immortals in the heavenly world are more like mortals.

Because they live a long life and have everything they want, even immortals who are not very Buddhist when they first go to heaven will become Buddhists after thousands of years.

However, most people who practice the ruthless way will destroy their longevity and die shortly after ascending to the heaven.

I don’t know who created this ruthless way. You can indeed advance thousands of miles by practicing this way. However, in order to practice this way, you must kill the person you love the most before you can be considered as embarking on the path.

No matter what, it's definitely not easy to kill someone you love the most.

But the more you practice this way, the more you suppress your mind. In the end, you almost become a cold stone without any emotion.

And when he ascended to heaven, the spiritual energy in his body turned into immortal energy, the former ruthless way could no longer force people to not feel emotions, and the emotions of several years were suddenly suppressed, even an immortal could not bear it.

What they often regret most is the loved ones they killed when they first set foot on the ruthless path.

The immortals in the heavens have long been accustomed to the fact that the first thing every immortal who practices the ruthless way does after ascending is to go to the ghost world, a branch of the demon world, to look for the relatives and loved ones they killed.

However, the ghost world also has its own rules. People will be reincarnated within ten days after death. Even if they find reincarnation, they are no longer the same person after drinking Meng Po soup.

In the end, the ending of these immortals who practice the ruthless way is death.

Died in their own hands.

Not even a soul can be left.

Lin Ning'an thought about what Shan Huaiyu had told him that his master expected to ascend to heaven within a hundred years, and his gaze towards Shan Junqing was as if he was looking at a dead person.

No, it was a disgusting dead person.

She didn't answer, so Shan Huaiyu had to bite the bullet and introduce awkwardly: "Master has been in seclusion for five years, so it's normal that you don't know Sister Ning'an. She is the daughter of a guest elder who came to our sect five years ago. She is also a cultivator of the sect and is of the same generation as Master."

In a sect where strength determines seniority, even if Lin Ning'an looks only in her teens, as long as she has the cultivation level of the Mahayana period, she can be called Sister by Shan Huaiyu.

Shan Junqing understood this truth, he just didn't understand why such a young girl could have the cultivation level of the Mahayana period, and he didn't understand... why her face was exactly the same as his wife.

But now is not the time to think about these things, Shan Junqing stepped forward and performed a peer salute: "So it's Junior Sister, I was offended just now, thank you for showing mercy."

"My cultivation level is higher than yours, why do you call me Junior Sister?"

Lin Ning'an threw the red whip back on her waist, raised her chin slightly, and her clear eyes showed both the innocence of a little girl and undisguised fault-finding.

"Junior brother should call me Senior Sister."

Shan Junqing frowned slightly. Since he took office in the mortal world, no one dared to speak to him like this. Even if he entered the world of cultivation, his cultivation would make him respected wherever he went.

But...in the world of cultivation, the strong are respected.

Finally, he clenched his fist and called out, "Senior Sister."

"Junior brother just came out of retreat and needs to report before going down the mountain. I will go ahead today."

Shan Junqing left, leaving Shan Huaiyu dumbfounded and approached, "Master, my master has such a temper, but you are not afraid of him at all."

And let the master call me Senior Sister, terrible.

"Why should I be afraid of him."

Lin Ning'an waved his hand, raised the books that were scattered on the ground in the air, repaired them with spiritual power, and took them back in his hand.

"My cultivation is higher than his. No matter how ugly his face is, he can't beat me."

"Besides, my father told me that I don't need to be afraid of anyone in this world of cultivation."

Shan Huaiyu believed that this was said by Elder Shi Heng.

Ever since Elder Shi Heng took his daughter to become a guest elder of the sect five years ago, the disciples of the sect have been asking about this elder with unfathomable cultivation.

They didn't find out anything else, but they found out that he loved his daughter very much and was very good at everything. Because his daughter was young, he was specially sent to the school in the sect to teach disciples.

Although Shan Huaiyu's master was also an elder, he was in seclusion for many years and rarely taught him, so he naturally came to this school.

God knows how shocked a group of teachers and disciples were when they saw the guest elder standing outside the window of the school and looking at them steadily.

In the first year that Lin Ning'an went to school, the guest elder Lin Shi Heng waited outside the school for a year.

Although he no longer stood outside the window but practiced on the jade chair from the second day, the group of disciples and teachers were still trembling and dared not take a wrong step.

With such a father, Lin Ning'an, who had just entered the school, was simply the center of attention.

She quickly changed from being ignorant to being spoiled.

Among a group of disciples who called her "grandaunt", Shan Huaiyu, a rare peer who was separated by a generation, was very close to Lin Ning'an.

It is undeniable that he approached Lin Ning'an at the beginning just to get a taste of the various spiritual medicines prepared by the guest elder for his daughter.

Lin Shiheng has always been generous. Every time he saw him coming back with Lin Ning'an, he would give him whatever he gave to his daughter. When the master was in seclusion on the mountain and there was no one, Shan Huaiyu gradually stayed at the foot of the mountain and practiced with Lin Ning'an every day.

As time went by, looking at Lin Ning'an, who was getting more and more beautiful and had a clear and perceptible temperament, he had some other ideas in his mind.

"Master, I heard that most of the disciples in the academy can go out of the sect to gain experience. Did the elders ask you to go?"

"Give experience?"

Lin Ning'an was biting a fruit with relish. After hearing this, he immediately said, "I don't want to gain experience. Daddy said I don't need to gain experience."

Shan Huaiyu was full of "Why don't we gain experience together" rhetoric, but was choked back by this remark, "Why not go? Although Master has a high level of cultivation, she has never been in actual combat. If you don't gain experience, how can you fight others in the future?"

"It doesn't matter. Daddy will always be by my side to protect me. , and I have the protection that Daddy has placed on me. Even if someone with a higher cultivation level than me wants to attack me, they will be repelled by the protection. "

Shan Huaiyu was unwilling to accept it and continued to ask: "But the protection placed by the elders is placed by the elders after all. If the master herself has no ability, even if this protection blocks it once, can it block it thousands of times?"

Lin Ningan yawned, "Smart, Daddy has placed thousands of protections on me. Anyway, if someone really wants to do something to me, these thousands of protections are enough to delay until Daddy comes to rescue me. "

"Dad has told me this experience a long time ago. It's nothing more than beating up monsters on the people suffering from cholera. What's the point of going into seclusion?"

Shan Huaiyu had no choice but to say: "The elder can protect the sister for a while, but not for the whole life. The elder has a high level of cultivation. I am afraid that he will fly to heaven soon. By then, the sister will not be able to protect her." What if I don’t have the blessing of the elders?”

"That won't happen."

Lin Ning'an said: "Dad can go to the heaven a long time ago, but he is just worried that I am suppressing my cultivation. When I can ascend to the heaven, he will naturally protect me and leave with me."

Shan Huaiyu: "..."

He was so shocked that he never expected that this would be the case.

I already knew that Elder Shi Heng had a high level of cultivation, but I didn't expect that he was already old enough to ascend to heaven.

And if he had been protecting Lin Ning'an and the two of them ascended to heaven together, then where would Shan Huaiyu's various thoughts end up.

Shan Huaiyu didn't know what she was thinking about Lin Ning'an. She had always been taught to defeat ten groups with one force. As long as she was strong, no matter what the conspiracy was, she probably wouldn't be able to do anything to her, so she always didn't know. She was too lazy to ask what Shan Huaiyu was thinking.

"The sect competition is about to begin. Is Senior Sister going to play?"

"I think I should. Let's see if dad wants me to play. But with my level of cultivation, I always have to win no matter where I go. It's quite boring."

Lin Ning'an's words were not considered arrogant if she let them out. Although she had only been here for five years, no one in the sect knew that she had already cultivated in the Mahayana stage at a young age, and she could ascend to heaven just after passing through the tribulation.

Lin Ning'an never cared about how many people were jealous and envious. Even if some people were full of scheming, as long as he treated her well on the surface, she would be willing to treat him well on the surface.

True and false, why bother to care so clearly.

Shan Huaiyu looked at such a free and easy aunt, and it would be a lie to say that he was not envious in his heart. He had been a member of the sect since he was a child. Although he was said to have been raised by his master, he was actually just a little taller than the others. Some seniors, and he has to practice hard every day for this seniority, so as not to be ridiculed by others for not being as good as his peers.

Like his master and like everyone else in the world of cultivation, he wants to ascend to heaven and become a true immortal.

And for this goal, he can give everything.

Lin Ning'an watched Shan Huaiyu, who was always filled with worries, leave, then turned and entered the house.

The room was gorgeously decorated, even a quilt cover was made of fairy gauze that could only be found in heaven. She lay on the bed, looking at the dots on the roof that her father had placed on it, and began to deduce,

Lin Ning'an still learned how to deduce from Hu Jing, but in the past, she always had human feelings in her heart, so she could never get anything out of her deductions.

Ever since she drank Meng Po Soup, she seemed to have suddenly walked out of a maze, and when she deduced it again, she had completely different results than before.

It's strange that she actually has a romantic relationship with Shan Huaiyu.

But she doesn't like Shan Huaiyu.

Lin Ning'an stood up and looked around like a thief. When she saw that her father was not there, she became a little bolder. She stood up and set up a formation. She took the spiritual mirror that her father had given her and placed it in front of her. She began to deduce this strange thing that suddenly appeared. Love silk.

She had a high level of cultivation and was blessed with the body of a silver dragon. Even without the dragon's horns and claws, she was still stronger than a mortal spirit. Not long after, Shan Huaiyu's face appeared in the mirror.

At the same time, there was Lin Ningan's own face.

The same appearance, the same stature, just different, but the self in the mirror seems to be ignorant of the world, looking at Shan Huaiyu with eyes full of admiration.

Shan Huaiyu was saying to her: "You are the spirit snake I raised. Even if you transform, you are still mine."

"What we call spiritual practice is the same as a couple in the mortal world. Don't you like to look at drawings in the mortal world? We are a couple. You must practice well in the future and wait until we fly to heaven together and continue to be husband and wife. "

Lin Ning'an held her chin and looked at the stupid self in the spiritual mirror who loved Shan Huaiyu wholeheartedly. She felt that everything was weird from the inside out.

Her father had always felt that the demon cultivators in the world of cultivation had low spiritual power. He told her more than once that if she wanted to find a husband in the future, she would have to wait until she returned to heaven to find one among the immortals.

She didn't really want to find a husband, either because the fruit didn't taste good or because the paper puppets were uncomfortable to serve. But her father said that even if she wanted a doll, she could just go and bring one back from Chaos.

The husband thing is really of no use to her.

Back to the subject, in the spiritual mirror, she was with Shan Huaiyu like this, and her father didn't stop her?

Also, what does it mean that she is a spiritual snake raised by Shan Huaiyu.

Although Shan Huaiyu did catch her five years ago, his father had already rescued her at that time. Until now, he still doesn't know that she is the spirit snake from back then.

Lin Ning'an took another bite of the fruit, wondering if there was something wrong in his deduction, and watched a big play in the spiritual mirror as if he were reading a play excerpt.

In this place, her father did not find her. She was raised by Shan Huaiyu as a spiritual pet. After an accident, she transformed into a human form.

Shan Huaiyu only thought that she had eaten too many spiritual fruits in the sect and transformed into a spiritual beast. He still raised her as a spiritual beast, but she was always with Shan Huaiyu and no one taught her anything else. She had a blank sheet of paper and felt that The name Huaiyu seemed familiar, and she gradually regarded Shan Huaiyu as her mortal husband.

Shan Huaiyu obviously regarded her as his wife, and became more and more gentle towards her. The two of them even had sex and agreed to practice together and ascend to heaven.

As a result, Shan Huaiyu's master saw her face at this time.

He lost control on the spot, and when Shan Huaiyu asked, he took her directly to his room.

The self in the spiritual mirror was so frightened that it turned into a prototype and huddled in the corner and called Shan Huaiyu to come for help.

In the end, she failed to get married to Shan Huaiyu, and instead was usurped by the man named Shan Junqing.

I don't have a father here, and I don't know that she is actually a l0ng instead of a snake. She only practices the demon cultivation method taught by Shan Huaiyu before, and her magic power is never as good as Shan Junqing.

Finally, after she finally found the right opportunity to escape, she went to look for Shan Huaiyu, only to learn that Shan Huaiyu had married the daughter of the sect next door. When she went there, the two of them were drinking under the moonlight. After seeing her, the daughter of the sect asked him who she was, and Shan Huaiyu answered without hesitation: She is the master's concubine.

Lin Ning'an, who was watching the show, smashed the table with a slap.

What a broken deduction!

She had so much sex that she actually became a concubine!

The spiritual mirror was about to break, but fortunately, Lin Ning'an suddenly remembered that it was a gift from his father, and quickly used his spiritual power to make it float again.

At this moment, in the spiritual mirror, the life of the little snake in the mirror is still being played like a small TV.

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Little Snake has always been persistent. She has been with him since he was brought down the mountain by Huaiyu. She has always been unwavering in what he said, but this time she refused to believe it.

After being captured by Shan Junqing, she learned from Shan Junqing that Shan Huaiyu was determined to become an immortal. In order to make this disciple give up voluntarily, Shan Junqing gave a lot of treasures.

Faced with an ignorant little snake and the opportunity to become an immortal, Shan Huaiyu chose to become an immortal.

Lin Ning'an looked at the desperate self in the spiritual mirror, exhaled, resisted the urge to hit someone, and continued reading.

Daddy will definitely come to find her.

When the time comes, the self in the mirror must beat these people to death.

As a result, until Lin Ning'an saw Shan Junqing and discovered that she was actually his mortal wife, he beat her to death without waiting for her father to come find her.

Lin Ning'an looked at Lin Ning'an who was beaten to death and turned into spiritual dust and disappeared between heaven and earth:? ? ?

She was born with a semi-immortal body, so her soul will not be left behind after death, but will directly dissipate.

So since her body turned into spiritual dust in the spiritual mirror, she was really dead.

Didn't wait for daddy.

He also failed to kill the pair of hateful master and disciple.

Just die? ? ?

Even though he had convinced himself that he was just watching a big show, Lin Ningan still felt aggrieved, as if he had been deceived, deceived his body, defrauded his heart, and defrauded his life.

Don't get me wrong, she's not feeling sad and wants to cry.

She felt uncomfortable thinking sha're:n.

The self in the spiritual mirror is exactly the same as her in terms of speech and appearance.

The only difference is that she is too gentle.

On the night when Shan Junqing was tied up and married, he should have been killed.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Lin Ning'an threw away the spiritual mirror, and just as a figure walked in from the door, he caught the spiritual mirror directly.

"What's wrong with my Ning'an? There's so much anger."

Lin Shiheng was still wearing the same white clothes with dark patterns that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. He looked at his daughter and raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes full of endearment.

"Daddy!!"

Lin Ning'an, who was full of anger, suddenly felt like a little beast that had been wronged outside. He rushed over angrily, changed back to his original form and flew to the feather crown above his head to complain.

"This spiritual mirror is broken. I obviously used the correct deduction method, but what came out is what happened!"

Lin Shiheng glanced at the dark spiritual mirror and used his spiritual power to let it fall onto the bed.

"This spiritual mirror is a creature of chaos and will not break."

"But the result of that deduction is completely different from reality!"

"Perhaps another ending has been deduced. This spiritual mirror is a creature of chaos. It is naturally different from other deduction mirrors. Don't worry about it."

He let his daughter fly down and touched her bulging belly that had lost its horns.

"It's your turn to overcome the tribulation soon, are you prepared?"

"have!"

When talking about cultivation, Lin Ningan immediately raised his chest and raised his head.

"Don't worry, Dad, I have practiced well. Recently, I have been staying with Shan Huaiyu from time to time. I will definitely be able to protect him!"

Speaking of Shan Huaiyu, she curled the tip of her tail. Although she was still angry in her heart, she felt that she should not express her anger at Shan Huaiyu who had done nothing.

She has been preparing since she knew she was going to survive the catastrophe.

The most severe calamity is that all relatives, friends, and loved ones will be far away from each other.

Lin Ning'an was not afraid. Her father had said that it was just a formality. Once she had passed through this calamity, her dragon body that had been damaged due to injuries in the past would be able to be repaired, and it would only take a moment for her to ascend to heaven.

"My relative is my father. If my father is so powerful, he will be fine. There is no such thing as my lover. I only have a friend like Shan Huaiyu with low magic power. As long as I protect him, he will be fine."

Speaking of this, Lin Ning'an proudly curled up the tip of her tail and flew around. Although she lost her dragon horns and claws, she was still a dragon and could naturally fly out of thin air.

Lin Shiheng smiled and watched his daughter flying around happily.

"Then, all we have to do is wait for the sect competition."

***

Before the sect competition, Shan Huaiyu encountered danger during training.

Fortunately, Lin Ning'an couldn't help but pestered him and agreed to be with him. In order to protect Shan Huaiyu, she even revealed her real body.

After dragging Shan Huaiyu, who was covered in blood, to the cave, Lin Ning'an took out the elixir given by his father and fed it into his mouth, which was unable to move. Don't tell others, lest it cause more trouble."

In the past five years, Shan Huaiyu, who was no longer a boy but a young man, looked at her blankly and responded with difficulty.

"Okay, I won't tell anyone."

"Ning'an, you want to save me even if you reveal your true identity, but...how much affection do you have for me?"

Lin Ningan lowered her head and met Shan Huaiyu's loving eyes.

She immediately thought of Shan Huaiyu in the spiritual mirror who was talking about love while personally giving her beloved lover who trusted her to her master.

Although she knew they were different, she still shuddered.

"What are you thinking? I only regard you as a good friend. There is no affection at all."

Shan Huaiyu still stared at her and refused to give up: "I am seriously injured, and I will be afraid that I will not be able to move for a while. Now, only you and I can save me."

Lin Ning'an immediately stepped back eight feet away.

"You are not a three-year-old child. Dual cultivation is something that can only be done between husband and wife. I am the elder and you are the junior. How can you do dual cultivation!"

Shan Huaiyu coughed and made a weak gesture: "But I was seriously injured. Since you have the Mahayana cultivation level, Ning'an, you will definitely be able to heal my wounds quickly..."

"It is written in the book that if one of the two cultivators is higher than the other, he will give his spiritual power to the inferior one. I have cultivated my spiritual power so hard, why should I give it to you for free. "

Lin Ning'an was not polite at all, "Besides, although your injury is serious, you can recover if you go back to practice for a while. Why do you have to practice dual cultivation with me?"

"Can……"

"Stop talking. If you keep talking, I will fall out."

In fact, Lin Ning'an already wanted to fall out.

She has been taught well and knows many things well. Shan Huaiyu also grew up in a sect school, how could she not know these things.

He was just pretending to be confused, but when he saw her true form revealed, he thought she was just as stupid as those fairies and could be easily deceived.

What a shame, why did I make such a friend?

After dragging Shan Huaiyu all the way back, Lin Ningan complained to her father when she returned to the house.

After complaining, he added: "I already want to break up with him, dad, you don't have to do anything for me."

Lin Shiheng didn't get angry, "Don't worry Ning'an. After all, he is still useful. I won't do anything to him."

"Use, what use?"

Lin Ning'an curiously asked several times, but when his father didn't answer, he didn't bother to ask any more questions, and stayed in seclusion until the sect competition.

Hearing that many people from other sects came this time, Lin Ning'an had hardly gone down the mountain, and he was a little more curious about other sects. While sitting on the table, his clear eyes couldn't stop looking around.

Looking at it this way, I saw a loving couple.

The man is powerful and handsome, the woman is delicate and gentle, and they look at each other and smile from time to time.

But Lin Ning'an had good eyesight and did not miss that a maid serving beside them was very attentive to the man. When the woman was not paying attention, the man would hold the maid's hand.

Another seemingly loving couple.

"Who are they? Their spiritual power seems not very pure, but their cultivation level is quite high."

The disciple next to him quickly replied to this elder who was many generations older than him: "They are just a couple of casual cultivators. They heard that they had eaten some spiritual treasures from the mortal world, and then they advanced to the stage of divine transformation in one go. Because of their relationship with Elder Jun Qing, There is a relationship between king and minister in the mortal world, and the relationship with my sect is acceptable. "

"Your Majesty?"

Since the last spiritual mirror incident, Lin Ning'an has become even more disgusted with Shan Junqing. She can still tell the difference between him and the spiritual mirror with Shan Huaiyu, but Shan Junqing is someone who will belittle her as soon as they meet. lecher.

That’s the nature, bah!

The disciple obviously knew about this matter and replied: "Elder Jun Qing once served as an official in the mortal world before entering the world of cultivation. This couple who were casual cultivators were the emperor and queen in the mortal world at that time. Later, they ate spiritual objects. When you reach the stage of transformation into gods, you have reached the world of cultivation.”

"Oh...it turns out that this is the origin. It seems that the mortal world is not as barren as the school teacher said. There are actually such spiritual things that can reach the stage of divine transformation in one breath."

Lin Ning'an yawned and unconsciously touched his bald white forehead. He lost interest in the pair of emperors and empresses who were related to Shan Junqing, and turned around and stopped looking at them.

Little did she know that the couple was also paying attention to her.

"I don't know why, when I see that girl, I always feel a little uneasy."

Zhang Zirou frowned slightly and leaned towards her husband. She felt relieved when he held her in his arms.

"You are always like this. You and I have been transformed for hundreds of years. Looking at the girl, she is only a teenager. I am afraid she doesn't even have a foundation, so there is nothing to be worried about."

Ji Yuzhen hugged his wife tightly, his tone a little impatient.

When he was a mortal, his wife's small attentiveness and caring about her husband would make him enjoy and love him very much. But when they reached the stage of transformation into gods and became long-lived practitioners, he faced his wife who had not changed for a hundred years. Ji Yuzhen became a little impatient.

But after all, he still had his old feelings, and they were both gods and cultivators, so he had to save some face for her.

This is where Ji Yuzhen feels uncomfortable. If he hadn't made the decisive decision to cut off the dragon's horn and let his wife eat it, how could the two of them have such a good life? Zhang Zirou's success as a cultivator depends entirely on him, and she ended up like him. However, she became jealous during her transformation stage and only allowed him to be with her alone.

When he was in the mortal world, he was the emperor, and she only relied on her queen.

In the world of cultivation, he actually became an equal. Even if he fell in love with a little maid, he would interfere without mercy.

Thinking of this, Ji Yuzhen regretted a little. He should have eaten two dragon horns by himself. At worst, he would have become a cultivator and led her on the path of cultivation. Then the status of the two of them would still be the same as in the mortal world.

But it was too late to think about this now. He patted his wife's body impatiently to comfort her, but his eyes fell on the maid waiting at the side.

Most of the cultivators do not eat the smoke and fire of the world, and are full of fairy spirit. Although this maidservant has a low status, she is also so beautiful that his eyes can't help but fall on her.

Zhang Zirou, who was leaning in her husband's arms, noticed his absence, gritted her teeth secretly, and showed sadness in her eyes.

The former vows of eternal love, you and me, have been taken away by time in the end.

She deeply hated Ji Yuzhen's ruthlessness. If she hadn't given birth to the dragon, how could he have obtained the dragon's horns? She hated that he had only been gentle with her for decades before falling in love with her. If she hadn't entered the world of cultivation but He felt that cultivation was difficult and he couldn't even use his spiritual power smoothly, so he left this cruel man long ago to find another lover.

Both the husband and wife had ulterior motives. After a while, they saw the door open, and the high-status heads and elders of each sect arrived belatedly.

Every time someone comes, someone will give their name.

"As a guest from the sect, we are cultivating during the tribulation period. Supreme Elder Lin Shiheng has arrived."

Lin Shiheng...

The couple, who were still immersed in their own thoughts, suddenly came back to their senses. They both looked at the man who came from the gate with disbelief, with a long body and a face like an ice sculpture.

Even after a hundred years, it is difficult to forget this appearance.

Zhang Zirou watched him in a daze as he walked towards the high position step by step, as if he had seen the man again who, despite his shabby clothes, still had a stunning face.

Lin Shiheng...

This name was chosen by her.

At that time, she had not yet recognized the current emperor, but fell in love with this impoverished boy.

Perhaps it was due to amnesia, but he was pure and kind, and his eyes always looked at her with joy.

——"Today I am married to Ah Rou. I, Lin Shiheng, swear to God that I will never let Ah Rou down in my life."

——"Arou always says that I am good-looking, but in my opinion, Arou is the prettiest."

——"As long as Arou wants it, I will definitely find it for you."

——"Since you chose him, I have nothing to say. I just hope that you...can cherish it."

He left alone and never came back.

When she gave birth to the little dragon, she realized that maybe he was a monster, and Ji Yuzhen was going to attack the little dragon. The remaining trace of motherhood made her stop him, saying that if they did anything to the little dragon, Lin Shiheng would definitely come back to take revenge if he knew about it. .

Ji Yuzhen didn't care, and bluntly said that after Lin Shiheng said goodbye to her, he sent someone to kill him.

In the end, she and her husband shared the dragon's horn and entered the world of cultivation.

Those past events, I thought I had forgotten.

The cultivators sitting around were still whispering.

"I heard that this Supreme Elder has a high level of cultivation and has a very high status in the sect."

"More than that, even the leader can't defeat him. I don't know how such a powerful person can stay in the sect as a guest."

"He is already in the stage of transcending tribulation, and he is definitely not far away from ascending to the heaven. Alas, it's a pity that he has never been flirtatious with women. In the past five years, I have looked for opportunities and have not been able to have a one-night romance with Elder Shi Heng. If I could have one, That's good. I heard that he spends a lot of money and will leave something behind when he ascends."

"What good things are you thinking about? With such a level of cultivation, how can I look down on you, a mere casual cultivator?"

For Zhang Zirou, these whispers were no less than a shocking wave that hit her heart.

Lin Shiheng has passed the tribulation period?

That is the period of transcending tribulation.

Only since she entered the world of cultivation did she realize how difficult it is to practice, and in a place like the world of cultivation where the strong are respected, her cultivation in the transformation stage can indeed make her status higher than other casual cultivators, but when she encounters The big sects still have to give in.

But she does not regret eating the dragon horn and coming to the world of cultivation.

Immortality is too tempting for women.

Even though Ji Yuzhen's attitude became more and more ambiguous, she still had no regrets.

But now, looking at her former lover sitting on a high seat, wearing a feather crown and having a high status, Zhang Zirou regretted it.

If so, if the person who went to the world of cultivation with her was Lin Shiheng, he would definitely not treat her like Ji Yuzhen with his temperament of holding her like a jewel in his palm.

Zhang Zirou felt filled with regret and stared straight at Lin Shiheng sitting above him. Ji Yuzhen on the side did the same, but he was shocked as to why Lin Shiheng, who was clearly killed in the first place, appeared in the world of cultivation.

Still, with such a high level of cultivation.

When he made the move, he never concealed that he was the one who did it. Now that Lin Shiheng's cultivation level is so high, how could he not retaliate after seeing him?

He was scared and worried, and his originally handsome face gradually turned sinister.

Lin Shiheng didn't look at the couple below, but waved to his daughter, "Ning'an, come to daddy."

Lin Ning'an obediently stepped forward and sat beside him.

The man who looked as handsome as an ice sculpture looked at his daughter and raised his lips slightly, stretched out his hand and touched Lin Ning'an's smooth forehead.

"Today is the day for you to overcome the tribulation, are you ready?"

"today?"

Lin Ning'an was shocked, "But Shan Huaiyu is still recovering from his injuries. Should I go back to protect him?"

"No."

Lin Shiheng raised his eyes and looked at the group of people walking in over there. He was clearly smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"Isn't he here?"

Lin Ning'an turned around and actually saw Shan Huaiyu, who was supposed to be recovering from his injuries, walking in with the sect leader and some people.

Before she could speak, the leader had already waved his sleeves and covered the land with a large net.

"If Huaiyu hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that there were two monsters hidden in the sect."

"Today, please help me to kill these two powerful monsters together."

As he spoke, he struck fiercely and aimed his spiritual sword at the father and daughter sitting in the high seat.

Lin Shiheng didn't take the attack seriously, and without even waving his sleeves, he knocked away the charging leader.

Lin Ning'an was naturally fine with him protecting him. At this moment, he opened his eyes wide in shock and looked at Shan Huaiyu who was following behind the leader in disbelief.

"You betrayed me?"

Shan Huaiyu's eyes flickered as she looked at her clear eyes, and finally he gritted his teeth, pulled out his spiritual sword, and pointed it at her.

"You are a monster and I am a human. Humans and monsters cannot travel together. It was you who deceived me all along and mistakenly thought you were a human. Since it has always been a deception, how can you say betrayal!"

"But you said you didn't mind last time after you found out I wasn't human, and you also said..."

"That's because I know that monsters are cruel in nature, and I'm worried that you might kill them!"

Shan Huaiyu interrupted her words with a firm expression, "Today, the heads and elders of all the major sects have laid ambushes. Even if your father and daughter are both in the tribulation stage, they have no chance of winning against us. It is better to capture them without mercy, maybe even For the sake of past friendship, I will leave you intact!"

Lin Ning'an's eyes gradually turned cold as she looked at him.

In her eyes, the Shan Huaiyu in the spiritual mirror gradually overlapped with the Shan Huaiyu in front of her that she had thought was completely different.

But she is not the little snake in the spiritual mirror.

Being hurt by someone, but having no power to fight back.

"I'm going to kill him."

She pulled out the red whip from her waist, and the sharp spiritual energy suddenly rushed straight towards Shan Huaiyu.

"Dad, I'm going to kill him!"

Lin Shiheng looked at his daughter with a doting expression, "Go ahead."

The attack brought by Red Whip was fierce and ruthless. Within a few breaths, Shan Huaiyu, who was standing well, was already covered in bloodstains.

He knelt down in embarrassment and vomited blood to escape. Others on the side wanted to step forward to help, but found that the two of them had been wrapped in a spiritual energy cover at some point. There was no way to get close. They could only watch as Shan Huaiyu was beaten all over his body. It's an injury and I can't move.

He coughed and knelt on the ground, coughing up a piece of blood.

Lin Ning'an stopped and stood in front of him.

"Am I not good enough for you? I thought you were my best friend."

"cough……"

Shan Huaiyu spit out a mouthful of blood, with a sarcastic smile on her lips. She didn't beg for mercy, she just knelt there and looked at her.

"Non-my family, its heart must be different."

"Besides, you are a monster who has cultivated in the Mahayana stage. If I kill you and eat your inner elixir, your cultivation level will definitely rise."

Huaiyu, who is single and scumbag, continued: "On that day, if you had agreed to practice dual cultivation with me, you wouldn't be like this today."

"I really like you. I wanted to fly to heaven with you. If you don't want to, then die with me."

"All the heads and elders of the eight major sects are here today. No matter how powerful your father is, if he can beat ten with one, can he beat hundreds, thousands, or ten thousand?"

As he spoke, he laughed, but before he could finish laughing, a red whip penetrated his heart.

Shan Huaiyu stopped smiling, her kneeling body could no longer hold up and fell heavily to the ground.

A large amount of blood overflowed from his mouth, and he could feel his spiritual energy dissipating, but strangely, his life was still there.

He vomited blood and asked intermittently the person above him who was looking down at him.

"Why...why don't you kill me?"

"Just remembered something."

Lin Ning'an stretched out her hand and gently brushed her smooth forehead.

"Just lie here and wait for the show."

The spiritual shield was shattered, and the monks looked at Lin Ning'an, who was standing in the center with a red whip in his hand, and for a moment they didn't dare to step forward.

Lin Ning'an didn't look at them. He only focused his eyes on the white-clothed monk standing in front and lowered his hand.

"Husband, long time no see."

Shan Junqing's hand holding the sword paused.

no, I can not.

She was clearly dead.

He watched with his own eyes as she died.

"What did you call me?"

"Husband?"

Lin Ning'an slowly raised the red whip. The complicated memories in her brain made her head hurt, but she was very awake.

"You're really weird."

"Since you have decided to kill your wife to prove the truth and break off the worldly relationship, why do you name your disciple Huaiyu?"

"That day, you said to me... If you and I have a child in the future, we will call him Huaiyu."

She walked up to him. Shan Junqing's hand holding the sword was trembling. In her ears, his voice overlapped with hers.

——"Shan Huaiyu, what do you think, Madam?"

"I think it's not good!"

A red whip penetrated his heart like a single locust elm.

He slowly fell down, and Lin Ning'an in front of him withdrew the bloody red whip.

"Since you've already killed me, don't pretend to be affectionate."

"Shan Junqing, you make me sick."

Shan Junqing fell to the ground.

"Why...are you still alive?"

"You really showed no mercy with that knife."

Lin Ning'an didn't answer his words, squatted down, took out a knife from his arms, and stabbed him in the chest just like he did that day.

"Today, I will pay you back."

"Well!"

Shan Junqing let out a suppressed cry of pain, and still stared at her with a pair of bloodshot eyes, stubbornly asking: "Why...are you alive?"

"Ning'an, come here."

Lin Shiheng, who was sitting there and drinking leisurely, waved. Lin Ning'an turned around and was about to go over, but her white shoes were grabbed tightly by a pair of bloody hands.

"I killed you to become an immortal."

"But I...have always loved you."

Lin Ningan had no expression on her face, looking back and lowering her eyes.

"If you hadn't killed me, you would have become an immortal by now."

Shan Junqing looked at her with difficulty: "Why..."

This time, she didn't answer, but used a whip to pull the bloody man away from the ground, and walked back to her father.

Lin Shiheng brought a bowl of Meng Po soup and placed it in front of his daughter.

"How about it, do you want another bowl?"

"No need."

Lin Ningan closed her eyes and suppressed the memories in the mortal world.

"Dad, don't worry, I don't need Meng Po soup anymore."

Without those feelings, drinking or not drinking makes no difference.

Before the fight even started, two cultivators had already entered, which made those cultivators who wanted to kill monsters and obtain the inner elixir somewhat hesitant.

In the end, one person stood up.

"The monster above, all the high-level monks from the eight major sects are here. No matter how advanced your cultivation is, you can't fight against so many monks. If you don't catch it without mercy, you still have a chance of survival."

Lin Shiheng raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression showing no fear.

"So, you are now going to bully the minority? My father and daughter have never taken any lives, but they are treated like this by you. Is there any morality left in doing this?"

"Why do we need to be moral when dealing with a monster like you!"

"Today we have already laid a dragnet. Even if you are an immortal from the heaven, you will not be able to escape death!"

The man who had been sitting above him slowly stood up, with a slight mockery on his jade-white face.

"What if I am an immortal?"

He waved his sleeves, and a token suddenly burned into ashes as everyone retreated in horror.

--boom! !

--boom! !

The cloudless sky gradually became filled with thunderclouds.

The next moment, countless people wearing armor and holding weapons appeared on the horizon.

The darkness revealed the cultivation level of the Tribulation Stage, but the expressions of all the cultivators changed drastically.

"How come...there are so many tribulation periods!!!"

Under the horrified and disbelieving eyes of everyone, Lin Shiheng stood up and transformed into his prototype. A giant dragon appeared in front of them. The dragon's body was long and jade-white. It flew into the air and let out a dragon sound towards them on the ground. Howl.

The monks were knocked down by the dragon's energy, clutching their chests and vomiting blood.

Shan Junqing was unable to move, vomiting blood and looking at the huge white dragon in the sky with bloodshot eyes.

Beside him, there was a little dragon that was much smaller than his father swimming with him.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood and stared upward.

"dragon……"

"How could it be a dragon..."

In the four realms, only the blood of the Emperor of Heaven can transform into a dragon.

But...how is this possible...

The monks around him were just as he thought, but soon, the sky turned dark, and countless heavenly soldiers and generals knelt down to salute the dragon body.

The uniform voice resounded throughout the world of cultivation.

"I will pay my respects to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven!"

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