Chapter 58 My Father the Emperor (2) (1/2)

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

The little snake looked at the man in front of her who said he was her father. The coldness in his eyes became more and more intense with each word he said. She was always afraid of others' cold expressions, but she was not afraid at all at this moment. She felt warm and comfortable under the embrace of her father's dragon energy, and squinted her eyes slightly.

It seemed that as long as she was by his side, she didn't have to be afraid of anything.

No one could hurt her.

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

Before going to bed, her eyes suddenly widened.

Wait!

Dragon horns, dragon claws, dragon scales, does he mean that he is a dragon!

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

"Yes, you are a dragon, you should have soared to the sky, but Daddy accidentally lost you that year, so you suffered so much."

The little snake saw the pain in his eyes. Although she had only known this daddy for less than an incense stick of time, the blood connection made her close to him from the bottom of her heart.

She didn't want to see her daddy sad.

The little snake raised her head high and rubbed the bulge on her head against the father in front of her.

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

She concealed her loneliness and the excruciating pain she felt every day after waking up, 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 can do them very easily.

The little snake blabbered and told her daddy all the things she felt that she was living a good life. After that, her clear little eyes looked at the person in front of her eagerly.

I really live a good life.

So, don't be sad anymore.

Looking at his daughter's clear eyes, Lin Shiheng withdrew the haze and smiled on his jade-like face.

"Do you have a name?"

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

"No."

She has been called Little Snake since she woke up. After all, the snake spirits living in the mountains have a lifespan of at least several hundred years. The original bodies are as big as pythons, but she is always so small that she can't even crawl smoothly.

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 pondered for a few moments and said, "Now, I just hope you are healthy and safe. My father's surname is Lin. In the future, can you be called Lin Ning'an?"

"Healthy and safe..."

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 after all and only had a half-understanding.

But now hearing her father's words, it was as refreshing as eating ice in summer, and the whole body felt comfortable.

She nodded and happily responded, "Then I will be called Lin Ning'an in the future!"

She also has a name, hehehe.

Lin Ning'an smiled happily and asked again: "Dad, you said the bump on my head is a dragon horn, so I am a dragon? But the tiger spirit said that there are only dragons in heaven."

"That's right, your father came down from heaven to find you."

Heaven?

Lin Ning'an felt like a big pie fell from the sky.

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

Lin Shiheng held the little snake and said softly: "Dad will kill them for you, can we go back to heaven together?"

"Kill... who?"

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

"Of course, it's because they are not good to my son."

The dark pattern on the body of the Emperor of Heaven gradually sank with his cold words, and it became darker and darker, as if a thick ink had drawn a stroke on it.

It didn't look like the cold Emperor of Heaven that everyone in the heaven had always thought, but the demons in the demon world who always liked to dress in black to scare people.

Lin Ning'an didn't understand these things. She just curled up the tip of her tail, and said in a clear voice with a little childishness, "Did someone wrong me when I lost my memory? How did they wrong me? Did they do that to me?"

The man in front of her seemed to have his eyes sinking along with the dark-patterned clothes on his body, "That's right."

"Chopping off dragon horns and dragon claws is tens of millions more painful for dragons than human heart-biting painkillers. Daddy will never let them off easily for treating you like this."

Lin Ning'an was still ignorant, but the bulge on her head and her flat abdomen felt a sharp pain as she said this.

——A knife fell, and there was a sharp pain on her head.

——Another knife stabbed into her abdomen. She was abandoned in the wilderness, revealing her dragon body. The dragon, who had no horns to begin with, had its dragon claws cut off by that knife.

It hurts.

It hurts so much.

"Um..."

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

She had forgotten some things, but her body would always bear the pain.

Before the tears fell, Lin Shiheng had already used his spiritual power, and the dragon energy wrapped around her 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, and turned into a teenage girl. Just looking at her stunning face, she was somewhat similar to Lin Shiheng in front of her.

Lin Ning'an held her chest, her lips were still slightly pale.

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

"I don't remember the things, but I still know that the law of cause and effect is clear and reincarnation."

As she said, she raised her eyes, and her clear eyes carried the 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 let them feel the same pain as me."

The jade-like emperor looked tenderly at his daughter who had suffered so much.

He smiled.

"Ning An is right. Death is too easy for them."

"Even if they die, they have to lose everything before dying."

"But..."

After all, it was a small world that had become independent. Lin Shiheng was a little unsure whether the original plot would interfere.

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

"Ning An, drink it."

Lin Ning An obediently picked up the medicine bowl and looked at the seemingly clear but rotating medicine inside.

"Daddy, what is this?"

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

The Emperor of Heaven smiled gently at his daughter, "Don't be afraid, this is an improved version, at most you will forget it, your cultivation is still shallow, and you have damaged your dragon body, drink this bowl, and you won't have to drink it again in the future."

Lin Ning'an still didn't understand what Meng Po soup was, but when she looked down at the bowl of medicine, it seemed as if someone was urging her to drink it.

——Drink it.

A woman was crying softly, but with relief.

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

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

The things brought from heaven are indeed different. As soon as she drank it, her heart suddenly cleared up, and the depression that had been lingering in her chest since she woke up disappeared.

Lin Shiheng smiled and let his daughter turn into the original form and touched her little head.

"Your cultivation is low, so it's okay to pass the tribulation and improve yourself. But after drinking Meng Po soup, you won't be the one who suffers."

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

Shan Huaiyu was fetching water, and when he came back happily, he saw that the basket was empty and the little snake inside had disappeared.

"Ah..."

He wailed and tried to lift the basket weakly.

How could it escape? Didn't he put a ban in the house?

How could a little snake with no cultivation escape.

What a pity, Master just said that he could raise it as a spiritual beast.

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——"Husband, it's late at night, don't read, be careful of catching a cold."

——"I heard that the Lantern Festival is very 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 watch the Lantern Festival properly."

——"Husband, why..."

Shan Junqing slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him seemed to be his wife covering her bloody abdomen, eyes full of disbelief, slowly falling down.

There is no why.

It's just that he practiced the ruthless way.

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

He has no father, no mother, no children, only such a wife who is in his heart and loves her. Apart from her, what else can make him see through the world in one night.

The torment before the action, the pain of almost giving up, now a hundred years later, is just a mirage.

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

Only practicing to become an immortal is the most important thing.

Shan Junqing stood up and pushed open the door.

Although he could bear to retreat, he couldn't rely on retreat all the time on the road of cultivation. The sect competition was about to start, and all the major sects would come. It was a good day for Shan Huaiyu to hone his character.

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

Just after leaving the mountain, he saw a girl who looked only in her teens under the peach tree at the foot of the mountain.

She was reading a book with a naive face. It was obvious that she was spoiled when she grew up. There was a breeze blowing by, and the girl raised her head slightly and met Shan Junqing's eyes.

The girl didn't pay attention to him. She just glanced at him and lowered her head to continue reciting. Shan Junqing's always cold heart seemed to have set off a huge wave, and even his blood seemed to have turned cold in an instant.

"Meng You..."

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

"What are you doing!"

Lin Ning'an just raised his head and felt that the man looked familiar, but he didn't think much about it. As a result, she was carrying a book, and this lecher actually stretched out his hand.

Lin Ning'an, who had been carefully taught by his father since he was brought by his side, was no longer a little goblin who knew nothing just after leaving the Goblin Mountain. Seeing that this man actually stretched out his hand to touch his face, he was immediately furious and threw the book in his hand at his face.

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

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

This girl was only a teenager, but she had the same Mahayana cultivation as himself. He had angered her just now. The books were like sharp swords, rushing towards his handsome face. Even if Shan Junqing had the highest cultivation among his peers, he could only dodge in such a fierce attack.

When he blocked the last page of the book, his white clothes, which were always meticulous, were covered with red blood.

Even his face had two blood marks from the pages.

Shan Junqing had never been so embarrassed.

Since he killed his wife to prove his way into the world of cultivation and joined the sect, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. He was the only one who could kill others, and there was no time when others could suppress him and beat him but he was unable to fight back.

"Master!!"

When Shan Huaiyu arrived, he saw his master kneeling on one knee in an embarrassed state, and Lin Ning'an was full of anger, and he threw out the red whip from his waist. He was shocked and rushed to stop him.

"Master, please show mercy. This is my master, who is of the same generation as Elder Shi Heng."

"Hmm?"

Lin Ning'an retracted the whip and looked at the white-clothed man who was kneeling on one knee with disgust in his eyes.

"Since he is an elder, doesn't he even understand the principle of the distinction between men and women? I have never met him, but he is going to flirt with me the first time he sees me. How shameless!"

"Flirt..."

Shan Huaiyu was stunned and hurriedly explained: "Master, my master practices the Wuqing Dao and never approaches women. Is there any misunderstanding?"

"I see it with my own eyes. How could there be any misunderstanding!"

Lin An Ning snorted coldly and looked at Shan Junqing with a bad look.

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

I just don't know why, seeing the man who just flirted with her, my heart was full of disgust, that kind of disgust was like being looked at by him, her stomach rolled, and she almost vomited.

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

Even if he hadn't touched it, he would have wiped it. Who knows if this mentally ill guy has any disease.

Shan Junqing had already stood up, holding his heart that was faintly painful. His eyes, which were always cold, stared at the girl who was talking to the disciple.

Similar.

Too similar.

Such appearance is indeed exactly the same as his wife.

But different.

His wife, gentle in nature, never said a loud word to anyone, and always treated him so gently, how could she be so heavy-handed.

After all, they are still different.

Shan Junqing himself did not notice that his eyes dimmed a little, and 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.

"Huai Yu, come here."

Since he knew that he had recognized the wrong person, even though he had just been beaten, Shan Junqing's face was covered with the coldness he usually had.

He saluted Lin Ning'an, and his tone was light, as if the person who had just flirted with her was not him, "I accidentally offended the girl just now. It's my fault. Please don't bother with me."

"I just don't know which sect the girl is a disciple of. At such a young age, she has such a cultivation."

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

He was handsome and polite, with indifference and coldness in his eyes. His words and deeds seemed to have no popularity at all.

He was the kind she hated the most, and Lin Ning'an was sure of this idea in her heart.

Daddy once told her that it was a mistake to cultivate the ruthless way from the beginning, because the heaven is not as cold and ruthless as the mortal world and the cultivation world think.

Most of the immortals in the sky live a Buddhist life, meditating and playing chess every day, and occasionally go to the demon world and ghost world to play. Because the heaven is responsible for the climate change, astrological layout and many other things in the four realms, most of the immortals in the heaven have positions. They will not leave their posts without permission, but when they want to rest or go out to play, they will ask their friends to help take over.

Occasionally, immortals fall in love with each other. Those who want to be high-profile will ask the Emperor of Heaven to grant them marriage, while those who want to be low-key will invite three or five friends to hold the wedding banquet, and then happily tell everyone they know when the child is born.

Compared with the cultivation world, the immortals in the heaven are more like mortals.

Because of their long lifespan and all the things they want, even immortals who are not very Buddhist when they first ascend to the heaven will become Buddhist after a few thousand years.

Most people who practice the ruthless way will destroy their lifespan and die soon after they ascend to the heaven.

I don’t know who created this ruthless way. Practicing this way can indeed make great progress, but to practice this way, you must kill the person you love most to be considered on the road.

In any case, killing the person you love most is definitely not pleasant.

But the more you practice this way, the more you suppress your mind, and in the end, you will almost become a cold stone without any emotions.

When they ascended to the heaven, the spiritual energy in their bodies turned into immortal energy. The ruthless way could no longer force people to feel no emotions. The emotions of several years were suddenly suppressed, and even immortals could not bear it.

What they often regretted most was the loved ones they killed when they first embarked on the ruthless way.

The immortals in the heavens have long been accustomed to the fact that the first thing every immortal who practiced the ruthless way did after ascending was to go to the ghost world, a branch of the demon world, to find 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 practiced the ruthless way was death.

Died in their own hands.

Not even a soul was left.

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

No, it's 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 the 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 seniority is determined by strength, even if Lin Ning An is only in her teens, as long as she has the Mahayana cultivation, 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 Mahayana cultivation, and he didn't understand... why her face was exactly the same as his wife's.

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

"My cultivation 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.

He finally 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 leaning over, "Auntie, you are not afraid of my master's temper."

You even asked the master to call you sister, how terrible.

"Why should I be afraid of him."

Lin Ning'an waved his hand, threw the books scattered on the ground into 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, Daddy told me that I don't have 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.

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

Although Shan Huaiyu's master was also an elder, he was in seclusion all year round 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 school window and staring at them.

In Lin Ning'an's first year in school, the guest elder Lin Shiheng 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, a 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 school, was like a star.

She quickly changed from being ignorant to the spoiled person she is now.

Among a group of disciples who wanted to call her great aunt, 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 first 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, there was no one there, so 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 handsome and had a clear and perceptible personality, he had some other ideas in his mind.

"Auntie, 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 Auntie has a high level of cultivation, she has never been in actual combat. If she doesn't gain experience, how can she fight with others in the future?"

"It doesn't matter. Daddy will always be by my side to protect me. Moreover, I have the protection given by Daddy. Even if someone with a higher level of cultivation than me wants to attack me, he will be pushed back by the protection."

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

Lin Ning'an made a Yawn, "Smart, Daddy has put thousands of protections on me. Anyway, if someone really wants to do something to me, these thousands of protections are enough to delay Daddy to save me."

"Daddy has told me about this experience a long time ago. It's nothing more than fighting the monsters that are causing cholera in the people, and then going into seclusion. What's the point of going there?"

Shan Huaiyu had no choice but to say, "The elder can protect the aunt for a while, but not for a lifetime. The elder has a high level of cultivation. I'm afraid he will ascend to heaven soon. When that time comes, what will happen to the aunt without the elder's protection?"

"That won't happen."

Lin Ning'an said, "Daddy could have gone to heaven a long time ago, but he was just worried that I was suppressing my cultivation. When I can ascend to heaven, he will naturally protect me and leave with me."

Shan Huaiyu: "..."

He was shocked. He never thought it would be like this.

I knew that Elder Shi Heng had a high level of cultivation, but I didn't expect that he had reached the time to ascend to heaven.

And if he always protected Lin Ning'an, and the two of them ascended to heaven together, then where would Shan Huaiyu's thoughts go?

Lin Ning'an didn't know what Shan Huaiyu was thinking. She had always been taught that one force could defeat ten skills. As long as she was strong, no matter what conspiracy it was, she would not be able to do anything to her. Therefore, she was too lazy to ask Shan Huaiyu, who always had no idea what she was thinking.

"The sect competition is coming soon. Will Master Aunt go on stage?"

"I should. It depends on whether Daddy wants me to go on stage. But with my cultivation level, I have to win no matter where I go. It's boring."

Lin Ning'an's words were not arrogant. Although she had only been here for five years, everyone in the sect knew that she had already reached the Mahayana stage at a young age. She could ascend to heaven after she passed the tribulation.

No matter how many people were jealous or envious, Lin Ning'an never took it to heart. Even if some people were full of calculations in their hearts, as long as the person treated her well on the surface, she was willing to treat the person well on the surface.

True or false, why bother to be so clear.

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

Like his master and everyone else in the cultivation world, he wanted to ascend to the heaven and become a real immortal.

And for this goal, he could give everything.

After watching Shan Huaiyu, who was always full of thoughts, left, Lin Ningan turned and went into the house.

The house was decorated gorgeously, even the quilt was covered with fairy yarn that only existed in the heaven. She lay on the bed, looking at the stars on the roof that her father had placed by hand and began to deduce.

Lin Ningan learned how to deduce from Tiger Spirit, but before, she always had human emotions in her heart, and she could never get anything out of the deduction.

Since she drank Meng Po soup, she seemed to have suddenly walked out of a maze, and the results of the deduction were completely different from before.

It was strange that she actually had a little love with Shan Huaiyu.

But she didn't like Shan Huaiyu.

Lin Ning'an stood up and looked around like a thief. Seeing that her father was not there, she became a little bolder. She stood up and set up the formation. She took the spirit mirror given by her father and placed it in front of her, and began to deduce this strange love that suddenly appeared.

She had a high level of cultivation and was born with the body of a silver dragon. Even if she didn't have dragon horns and claws, she was better at deducing than ordinary people and monsters. Soon, Shan Huaiyu's face appeared in the mirror.

At the same time, there was also Lin Ning'an's own face.

The same appearance, the same stature, but the difference was that the self in the mirror seemed to be ignorant of the world, and his eyes were full of admiration when looking at Shan Huaiyu.

Shan Huaiyu was saying to her: "You are the spirit snake I raised, even if you change into a human form, you are mine."

"We call this spiritual cultivation, just like a couple in the mortal world. Don't you like to read picture books in the mortal world? We are a couple. You must practice well in the future, and wait for us to ascend to heaven together and continue to be a couple."

Lin Ning'an held his chin and looked at the silly self in the spirit mirror who loved Shan Huaiyu wholeheartedly. He felt that everything was weird.

Daddy always felt that the cultivators and demons 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 had to wait until she returned to heaven to find one among the immortals.

She didn't really want to find a husband. Was it because the fruit was not delicious or the puppet paper man was not comfortable to serve her? Daddy said that even if she wanted a doll, she could just go to the chaos and bring one back.

The husband thing was really useless to her.

Let's get back to the point. She was with Shan Huaiyu in the spirit mirror like this, and Daddy didn't come out to stop her?

Also, what does it mean that she is the spirit snake raised by Shan Huaiyu?

Although Shan Huaiyu did catch her five years ago, Daddy had rescued her at that time. Until now, he still didn't know that she was the spirit snake.

Lin Ning'an took another bite of the fruit, wondering if there was something wrong with his deduction, and watched a big drama in the spirit mirror with the mind of watching a play.

In this, Daddy didn't find her. She was raised by Shan Huaiyu as a spirit pet. Later, she turned into a human form by accident.

Shan Huaiyu only thought that she had eaten too many spirit fruits in the sect and turned into a human form. He still raised her as a spirit beast, but she had always been with Shan Huaiyu. No one taught her anything else. She was a blank slate, and she felt that the name Huaiyu was familiar, and gradually regarded Shan Huaiyu as her mortal husband.

Shan Huaiyu obviously regarded her as his wife, and became more and more gentle to her. The two even rolled in the sheets and agreed to practice well together and ascend to heaven.

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

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

The self in the spirit mirror was frightened, and turned into his original form and huddled in the corner, calling Shan Huaiyu for help.

In the end, she failed to marry Shan Huaiyu, but was forcibly taken by the man called Shan Junqing.

The self in this inner self had no father, and did not know that she was actually a l0ng instead of a snake. She only practiced the demon cultivation method taught by Shan Huaiyu before, and her magic power was never as good as Shan Junqing.

Finally, after she finally found the right opportunity to escape, she went to find Shan Huaiyu with all her heart, but learned that Shan Huaiyu had married the daughter of the next door sect. When she went there, the two were drinking under the moon. When she saw her, the daughter of the sect asked him who she was, and Shan Huaiyu answered without hesitation: That was the master's concubine.

Lin Ning'an, who was watching the show intently, slapped the table and broke it.

What a broken deduction!

She was a limp girl, but she became a concubine!

The spiritual mirror was about to break, but 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, the spiritual mirror was still playing the life of the little snake in the mirror like a small TV.

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The little snake has always been persistent. She has been with him since she was brought down the mountain by Shan Huaiyu, and she has always been firm in what she said to him, but this time she refused to believe it.

When she was caught 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 spirit mirror, exhaled, and continued to read despite the urge to hit someone.

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 found out that she was actually his wife in the mortal world, and beat her to death with a palm, she didn't wait for her father to come to find her.

Lin Ning'an, who watched herself being beaten to death and turned into spiritual dust and disappeared between heaven and earth: ? ? ?

She was born with a semi-immortal body, so after death, there will be no soul left, but will be directly dissipated.

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

Didn't wait for Daddy.

Didn't kill the hateful master and apprentice.

Just died like this? ? ?

Although she had convinced herself that this was just a big show, Lin Ning'an still felt aggrieved as if she had been deceived and her life was deceived.

Don't get me wrong, she didn't feel uncomfortable and wanted to cry.

She was upset and wanted to sha're:n.

The self in the spirit mirror was exactly the same as her in terms of speaking style and appearance.

The only difference was that she was too gentle.

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

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

"What happened to my Ning'an? Why is she so angry?"

Lin Shiheng was still wearing the same white clothes with dark patterns that had never changed for thousands of years. He raised his mouth corners at his daughter, his eyes full of doting.

"Daddy!"

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

"This spiritual mirror is broken. I clearly used the correct deduction method, but what kind of things did it come out of!"

Lin Shiheng took a look at the spiritual mirror that had turned black, and used his spiritual power to make it fall on the bed.

"This spiritual mirror is a chaotic object, it won't break."

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

"Maybe it deduced another ending. This spiritual mirror is a chaotic object, naturally different from other deduction mirrors, don't worry about it."

He let his daughter fly down and touched her bulge where the dragon horn was lost.

"It's your turn to pass the tribulation soon, are you ready?"

"Yes!"

When it comes to cultivation, Lin Ning'an immediately straightened his chest and raised his head.

"Daddy, don't worry, I have practiced well. Recently, I have been staying with Shan Huaiyu. 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 shouldn't vent her anger on Shan Huaiyu who did nothing.

Ever since she knew that she was going to pass the heavenly tribulation, she has been preparing.

The heavenly tribulation, relatives, friends and lovers will stay away, is the most severe tribulation.

Lin Ning'an was not afraid. Daddy said that it was just a formality. After she survived this calamity, her dragon body that was damaged by the injury would be restored, and it would only take a moment to ascend to heaven.

"My relative is Daddy. Daddy is so powerful, he will definitely be fine. I don't have a lover, only Shan Huaiyu is a friend, his magic power is low, 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 had no dragon horns or claws, she was still a dragon and could fly in the air.

Lin Shiheng smiled and watched his daughter flying happily.

"Then, just wait for the sect competition."

***

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

Fortunately, Lin Ning'an couldn't resist his constant pestering and agreed to go with him. In order to protect Shan Huaiyu, she even revealed her true identity.

After dragging the blood-covered Shan Huaiyu into the cave, Lin Ning'an took out the pills given by her father and fed them into his mouth, while admonishing him: "Don't tell others that I am not a human, so as not to cause trouble."

In the past five years, Shan Huaiyu, who is no longer a boy but a young man, stared at her blankly and agreed with difficulty.

"Okay, I won't tell anyone."

"Ning'an, you are willing to reveal your true identity to save me, but... do you have some feelings for me?"

Lin Ning'an lowered her head and met Shan Huaiyu's affectionate eyes.

She immediately remembered Shan Huaiyu in the spirit mirror who said love while personally giving his trusted lover to his master.

Although she knew they were different, she still shuddered.

"What are you thinking about? I only treat you as a friend. There is no affection between us."

Shan Huaiyu still stared at her and refused to give up: "I am seriously injured. I am afraid I can't move for a while. Now, only you and I can practice dual cultivation together to save me."

Lin Ning'an immediately retreated 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 younger. How can we practice dual cultivation together!"

Shan Huaiyu coughed and acted weakly: "But I am seriously injured. Ning An, since you have the cultivation level of the Mahayana period, practicing dual cultivation with me will definitely help me heal quickly..."

"It is written in the book that if one party's cultivation level is higher than the other party in dual cultivation, he or she must give his or her spiritual power to the inferior party. I have cultivated this spiritual power with great effort. 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 by taking a rest for a while. Why do you have to practice dual cultivation with me?"

"But..."

"Don't say any more. I will be angry if you continue."

In fact, Lin Ning'an already wanted to be angry.

She has been well taught and knows a lot of things. Shan Huaiyu herself grew up in the sect school. How could she not know these things?

He was just pretending to be ignorant, but when he saw her true colors, he thought she was as foolish as those fairies and was easy to be fooled.

Damn, how could I make such a friend.

After dragging Shan Huaiyu back home, Lin Ningan complained to his father in the house.

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

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

"Use, what use?"

Lin Ning'an asked curiously several times. Seeing that his father didn't answer, he was too lazy 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 hardly went down the mountain. He was also a little more curious about other sects. When he sat at the table, his clear eyes couldn't help looking around.

So he saw a loving couple.

The man was handsome and the woman was delicate and gentle. They smiled at each other from time to time.

But Lin Ning'an had good eyesight and didn't miss that a maid who served beside the two was very attentive to the man, and when the woman didn't pay attention, the man would hold the maid's hand.

Another seemingly loving couple.

"Who are they? Their spiritual power doesn't look very pure, but their cultivation is quite high."

The disciple beside him quickly replied to the elder who was much older than him: "They are just a couple of casual cultivators. I heard that they ate some spiritual treasures from the mortal world, so they advanced to the Spiritualization Stage in one breath. Because they have a monarch-subject relationship with Elder Jun Qing in the mortal world, their relationship with our sect is OK."

"Monarch-subject?"

Since the last spiritual mirror incident, Lin Ning'an has become more disgusted with Shan Junqing. She can still tell the difference between Shan Huaiyu and the one in the spiritual mirror, but Shan Junqing is a lecher who wants to flirt with her as soon as they meet.

Such is his nature, bah!

The disciple had obviously learned about this matter and replied, "Before entering the world of cultivation, Elder Jun Qing had served as an official in the mortal world. This couple of casual cultivators were the emperor and empress of the mortal world. Later, they ate spiritual objects and reached the stage of transformation, and then came to the world of cultivation."

"Oh... So that's the origin. It seems that the mortal world is not as barren as the school teacher said. There are actually spiritual objects that can reach the stage of transformation in one breath."

Lin Ning'an yawned and touched his bald white forehead unconsciously. He lost interest in this emperor and empress who were related to Shan Junqing, and turned his head away.

But he didn't know that the couple was also paying attention to her.

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

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 both been in the stage of transformation for a hundred years. The girl is only in her teens. I am afraid she has not even established her foundation. What is there to be uneasy about?"

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

When he was a mortal, he enjoyed and loved his wife's attentiveness and her love for him. But when they reached the stage of transformation and became a cultivator with a long life span, Ji Yuzhen became a little impatient with his wife who had not changed for a hundred years.

But after all, they still had feelings for each other, and they were both in the stage of transformation, so he had to give her some face.

This was also what Ji Yuzhen was uncomfortable with. If he hadn't cut off the dragon horn and let his wife eat it, how could they have such a good life? Zhang Zirou was able to become a cultivator because of him, but she became jealous when she reached the stage of transformation like him, and only allowed him to be with her.

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

In the world of cultivation, they were even on equal footing. Even when he fell in love with a little maid, he had to intervene and not give up.

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

But it was too late to think about these things now. He patted his wife's body with impatience to comfort her, but his eyes fell on the maid who was serving beside him.

Most cultivators do not eat worldly fireworks and have a fairy-like aura. Although this maid is of low status, she is also beautiful, which makes him unable to help but look at her.

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

The vows of love and love in the past were finally taken away by time.

She hated Ji Yuzhen's ruthlessness. If she hadn't given birth to a dragon, how could he have gotten the dragon horn? It was a pity that he was gentle to her for a few decades after getting the benefits and then fell in love with someone else. If she hadn't found cultivation difficult and even using spiritual power not smooth, she would have left this cruel man to find another lover.

Both husband and wife had ulterior motives. After a while, they saw the gate open and the heads and elders of various sects with high status came in late.

Every time someone came, someone would announce their name.

"The sect's guest, the supreme elder Lin Shiheng, who is in the Tribulation Period, has arrived."

Lin Shiheng...

The husband and wife, who were still immersed in their own thoughts, suddenly came back to their senses and looked at the tall and beautiful person with an ice sculpture face walking out of the gate with unbelievable eyes.

Even after a hundred years, such a look is hard to forget.

Zhang Zirou stared blankly at him walking towards a higher position, as if she saw the man who was still stunning despite his shabby clothes.

Lin Shiheng...

This name was given by her.

At that time, she had not yet recognized the current emperor, but had developed feelings for this poor boy.

Perhaps because of his amnesia, he was pure and clear, and his eyes were always filled with joy when he looked at her.

—— "Today I am married to Arou, and I, Lin Shiheng, swear to heaven that I will never let Arou down in this life."

—— "Arou always says that I give birth to a beautiful child, but in my opinion, Arou is the most beautiful."

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

—— "Since you have chosen him, I have nothing to say, I just hope you... can take care of yourself."

He left alone and never came back.

When she gave birth to the dragon, she realized that he might be a monster, and Ji Yuzhen wanted to attack the little dragon. The remaining trace of maternal instinct made her stop him, saying that if they did something to the little dragon, Lin Shiheng would definitely come back for revenge if he knew.

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

Finally, she and her husband shared the dragon horn and went to the world of cultivation.

I thought I had forgotten those past events.

The cultivators sitting around were still whispering.

"I heard that this supreme elder has a profound cultivation and a high status in the sect."

"Not only that, he can't even beat the head of the sect. I don't know why such a powerful person would stay in the sect as a guest."

"He is already in the Tribulation Period, and he will definitely not be far from ascending to the heaven. Alas, it's a pity that he never gets close to women. I have tried every opportunity in the past five years but couldn't have a one-night stand with Elder Shi Heng. It would be great if I could have one. I heard that he is generous. When he ascends, he will definitely leave something behind."

"What are you thinking about? How can such a cultivation level look down on a mere casual cultivator like you."

For Zhang Zirou, these whispers are no less than a huge wave in her heart.

Lin Shi Heng has reached the Tribulation Period?

That's the Tribulation Period.

Since she entered the world of cultivation, she realized how difficult it is to cultivate. In a place like the world of cultivation where the strong are respected, the cultivation of the Spiritualization Stage can indeed make her status higher than other casual cultivators, but she still has to give way when encountering a large sect.

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

Immortality is too tempting for women.

Even if Ji Yuzhen's attitude becomes more and more ambiguous, she still does not regret it.

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

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

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

Or, with such a high cultivation.

When he attacked, he never concealed that he was the one who did it. Now that Lin Shiheng has such a high level of cultivation, how could he not take revenge when he saw him?

He was afraid and worried, and his originally handsome face gradually became ferocious.

Lin Shiheng did not even 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 handsome man with an ice sculpture-like appearance looked at his daughter and raised his lips slightly, then reached out and touched Lin Ning'an's smooth forehead.

"Today is the day for you to pass the tribulation. Are you ready?"

"Today?"

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

"No need."

Lin Shiheng raised his eyes and looked at the group of people who walked in over there. He was 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 recuperating, and the sect leader and some people walking in.

Before she could say anything, the sect leader had already waved his sleeves and covered the area with a large net.

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

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

As he said this, he attacked fiercely and aimed his spirit sword at the father and daughter sitting on the high seat.

However, Lin Shiheng didn't take the attack seriously. Without even waving his sleeves, he shook off the sect leader who rushed over.

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

"You betrayed me?"

Shan Huaiyu's eyes flickered when he was looked at by her clear eyes as always. In the end, he gritted his teeth, drew out the spirit sword, and aimed it at her.

"You are a demon, I am a human, demons and humans cannot go the same way, you have deceived me into thinking you are a human, since it has always been a deception, how can there be any talk of betrayal!"

"But you said you didn't mind last time you knew I was not a human, and you also said..."

"That's because I know the nature of demons is cruel, and I am worried that you will kill me!"

Shan Huaiyu interrupted her, his expression firm, "Today, the heads and elders of all the major sects have set up an ambush. Even if you and your daughter are both in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, you have no chance of winning against us. It is better to surrender. Maybe we can leave you with a whole body for the sake of our past friendship!"

Lin Ning'an's gaze towards him gradually turned cold.

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

But she was not the little snake in the spirit mirror.

She was hurt by someone, but she had no power to fight back.

"I want to kill him."

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

"Daddy, I want to kill him!"

Lin Shiheng looked at his daughter with the same doting expression, "Go."

The attack brought by the red whip was sharp and ruthless. Within a few breaths, Shan Huaiyu, who was standing well, was already covered with bloodstains.

He knelt on the ground in a panic, spitting blood and dodging. Others beside him wanted to help, but found that they were wrapped in a spiritual shield without knowing when, and there was no way to get close. They could only watch Shan Huaiyu being beaten and injured all over, unable to move.

He knelt on the ground coughing and coughing up blood.

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

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

"Cough..."

Shan Huaiyu spit out a mouthful of blood, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his lips, and did not beg for mercy, but just knelt there looking at her.

"Those who are not of my kind must have different hearts."

"Besides, you are a demon beast with the cultivation level of Mahayana. If I kill you and eat your inner elixir, my cultivation level will definitely rise."

Shan Huaiyu continued, "If you had agreed to practice dual cultivation with me that day, it would not be like this today."

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

"Today, the leaders and elders of the eight major sects are all here. Even if your father has great ability and can fight ten with one, can he fight a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand?"

As he spoke, he laughed, but before he finished laughing, a red whip had already pierced his heart.

Shan Huaiyu stopped smiling, and his kneeling body could no longer support him and fell heavily to the ground.

A large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth. He could feel his spiritual energy dissipating, but strangely, his life was still there.

He spat out blood and asked the person who was looking down at him intermittently.

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

"I just remembered something."

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

"Just lie here and wait for the show."

The spirit shield broke apart, and the monks looked at Lin Ning'an standing in the center with a red whip in his hand, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while.

Lin Ning'an didn't look at them, but only looked at the white monk standing in front of him, and dropped his hand.

"Husband, long time no see."

Shan Junqing paused holding the sword.

No, it won't.

She was clearly dead.

He saw it with his own eyes, watching her die.

"What did you call me?"

"Husband?"

Lin Ning'an slowly raised the red whip, the mixed memories in her brain made her head hurt a little, but she was very clear.

"You are really strange."

"Since you have decided to kill your wife to prove your truth and cut off the worldly ties, why did you name your disciple Huaiyu?"

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

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

——"Shan Huaiyu, do you think it's okay?"

"I think it's not okay!"

A red whip pierced his heart veins as it pierced Shan Huaiyu.

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

"Since you have 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."

"Your knife was really merciless."

Lin Ning'an didn't answer him, squatted down, took out a knife from his arms, and stabbed it into his chest as he did that day.

"Today, I will return it to you."

"Ugh!"

Shan Junqing suppressed a cry of pain, his bloodshot eyes still staring at her, and asked stubbornly: "Why...are you alive."

"Ning'an, come here."

Lin Shiheng, who was sitting at the top and still had the leisure to drink, waved. Lin Ning'an turned around and was about to go over, but her white shoes were tightly grabbed by a pair of bloody hands.

"I killed you to become an immortal."

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

Lin Ning'an had a blank expression on her face, turned her head and lowered her eyes.

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

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

This time, she did not answer, but whipped the bloody man on the ground away with a whip 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 Ning'an closed her eyes and suppressed the memories of the mortal world.

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

Without those feelings, it doesn't matter whether I drink it or not.

Before the fight started, two cultivators had already been defeated, which made those cultivators who wanted to kill the monster and take the inner elixir a little hesitant.

In the end, one person stood up.

"The monster above, the high-level cultivators of the eight major sects are all here. No matter how high your cultivation is, you can't fight so many cultivators. It's better to surrender and there is still a glimmer of hope."

Lin Shiheng raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression was fearless.

"So, you are now using your numbers to bully the minority? My father and I have never killed anyone, but you treat us like this. Is there any morality in doing this?"

"Why should we talk about morality when dealing with a monster like you!"

"Today, we have already laid a net of heaven and earth. Even if you are a celestial being, you can't escape death!"

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

"What if I am a celestial being?"

He waved his sleeves, and a token retreated after everyone was shocked, and suddenly burned to ashes.

——Boom! !

——Boom! !

The cloudless sky gradually gathered with thunderclouds.

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

It was a dark mass, and the cultivation level of the Tribulation Period revealed from it made the faces of all the cultivators change drastically.

"How can there be... so many people in the Tribulation Period!!!"

Under the horrified and unbelievable gaze of the crowd, Lin Shiheng stood up and transformed into his original form. A giant dragon appeared in front of them, with a long and jade-white body. It flew into the air and roared at them on the ground.

The cultivators were knocked down by the dragon's energy one after another, and vomited blood while holding their chests.

Shan Junqing was unable to move, and while vomiting blood, he looked 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 at the top.

"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 could this be possible...

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

The uniform voice resounded throughout the cultivation world.

"Your Highness, I pay my respects to you, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven!"