Just after crossing over: I was forced to bind to the system of wanting my child to become a dragon

Si Yu took Linglong onto the flying boat.

However, Liu Hanyan and the others looked at the people who came out and snorted coldly:

"Tsk tsk, it seems that the greedy people can't get out."

Not far away, the male cultivator led by the sword cultivator also stood up, looked in the direction of Liu Hanyan and the others with a complicated look, then turned and left.

Soon, the monks from other sects all had gloomy faces, and it was obvious that they were still very unwilling.

What is even more surprising is that the Heart of Frost Soul was not taken away by anyone.

If anyone can bring it out, they will grab it.

However, it was precisely because no one gained anything, and except for the Tianyang Sect, all other sects suffered losses, that they were most unwilling to accept.

"Elder, this is Junior Sister Linglong from Xuanhan Peak. She is injured. Please take care of her."

Si Yu placed Linglong on the bed in the small room of the flying boat, and then spoke to the elder Yu Hengzi who was leading the team.

Because he won all the one hundred competitions he defended, Si Yu became very famous throughout the sect.

Yu Hengzi was naturally impressed by her.

"It's okay. What do you want from me?"

Since he brought his disciples out, he would naturally bring them back safely.

"My hometown happens to be in the mortal kingdom outside the Northern Territory. Now that I'm here, I want to go back and take a look."

As he spoke, he saw that Yu Hengzi's expression seemed quite surprised.

He quickly added:

"I have already informed Master before."

Hearing that Wangyue already knew this, Yu Hengzi nodded:

"Okay, go ahead, just be safe."

But I was still very surprised in my heart that Elder Wangyue’s disciple actually came from the mortal kingdom.

It’s not that there are no good talents in the mortal kingdom, but they are very rare.

Because the mortal world is sparse and almost non-existent, it is very difficult to give birth to a child with spiritual roots.

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I was also wondering in my heart what kind of spiritual roots and qualifications Si Yu had.

Could it be a single fire spiritual root?

But if one has fire spiritual roots, one does not necessarily have to take the path of physical cultivation.

After all, anyone who has learned about it knows that physical training is the most difficult.

It is said that sword cultivation is hard work, but physical cultivation is even harder to persist than sword cultivation. This is why physical cultivation is rare in the world of immortal cultivation.

Yu Hengzi couldn't understand why Si Yu had already left the flying boat and was flying towards the outside of the Northern Territory in the Cloud-Piercing Shuttle given to her by her senior brother.

Recalling some vague memories, Si Yu was thinking about where her hometown was while flying.

Because of her fake spiritual roots, the increasingly cold weather around her had no effect on her at all.

Even the barrier on the Cloud Piercing Shuttle was not opened.

There was a vast expanse of white all around, and the entire northern region seemed to be dominated by only this one color.

Si Yu was very fast and soon saw a transparent barrier appearing in front of her.

The other side of the barrier is completely different from the pure white on this side.

The cold wind from the northern region seemed to suddenly become docile as it passed through the barrier.

Si Yu put away the Cloud Piercing Shuttle and stood in front of the barrier.

He reached out his hand and walked along the barrier without going through it immediately.

After walking for about half an hour, she looked carefully and saw a boundary marker appear at the other end of the barrier.

He subconsciously passed through the barrier, and the moment the soles of his boots touched the soft soil, the surging spiritual energy in his body suddenly subsided.

Although he can still use some spiritual power and magical powers, his cultivation is severely suppressed.

It seems that the laws of nature in this mortal realm are suppressing the power of cultivators.

"Moon Kingdom..."

She had heard from her master before that she came from the mortal kingdom of the Moon.

There were very blurry characters engraved on the boundary marker, and it was impossible to make out what was written.

I think this thing has been here for a long time.

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Fanshan County.

Although Si Yu's cultivation was partially suppressed, he was a physical cultivator after all.

Physical cultivation relies on the strength of the physical body.

The impact on her was not that big.

Therefore, the speed is not slow as we move forward.

During this period, she seldom went to crowded places.

He also changed his clothes, painted his face darker, and put his hair up.

If you don't look carefully, the whole person is no different from a strong man.

Following the dry riverbed, we finally arrived at Fanshan County.

But Master mentioned that her hometown was called Liang County.

To be honest, Si Yu actually has no impression of her.

When she was taken away by her master, she was so panicked that she had no energy to remember anything else.

Fortunately, there were basically no immortal cultivators in the mortal world. She used her spiritual power to hide her body and soon found out the information she wanted to know.

She couldn't tell whether Liang County had changed at all. After all, she was young before she left, and she had only been to the county a few times.

However, time has passed and when I come here again, I still feel some emotions.

Following the vague memory, I walked towards the village.

The dirt road in my memory has long been covered by weeds.

When the village surrounded by crooked fences came into view, Si Yu was stunned.

Most of the houses collapsed, but the ancient locust tree at the entrance of the village became more lush.

The gnarled tree roots overturned the stone platform that should have been there.

"Why are you still supporting her when she can't even survive?"

"You are a money-loser, and you still want to eat your fill? I am lucky enough to be able to support you."

Those sharp and unbearable sounds suddenly revived in my ears.

Si Yu subconsciously raised her hand and wanted to summon the Axe of Creation.

But when he raised his hand, a gust of wind blew it away, and the axe handle that touched his hand was not cold.

Instead, it was a leaf that fell into his hand.

She tilted her head and looked at the ancient locust tree next to her.

This ancient locust tree has been here as far as I can remember, and I don’t know how many years it has been here.

The hundred years of cultivation and the past worldly events seemed to be wonderfully misaligned at this moment.

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Many people from the village were buried in the back mountain.

New graves are stacked on top of old ones.

She walked past one mound after another, and finally saw a mound at the edge.

The wooden plaque above is crooked, but the words on the stone tablet are still very clear.

"The tomb of Mr. and Mrs. Li."

Now the mound is overgrown with weeds and only a pile of dead bones remains inside.

"It turns out that even hatred can be smoothed out by time!"

Si Yu squatted down, and there was no emotion in her heart.

A wisp of flame condensed at the fingertips, and the flame hung three inches above the grave but did not fall.

Finally, it turned into a golden red lotus and was gently placed in front of the grave.

The weeds in front of the grave began to slowly retreat as the flaming golden lotus fell.

Until there was not a single weed within a diameter of ten meters.

But because of this, Si Yu discovered that there was actually a slightly raised mound of earth next to it.

There is a tilted stone tablet next to it.

The stele is engraved with "The seat of my sister Li Yu" and signed by "My unfilial brother Li Feng".

Si Yu was a little confused. It seemed that she didn't have a younger brother named Li Feng?

Judging from the surrounding environment, the last worship was at least twenty years ago.

As the sun sets, Si Yu sits on the highest branch of the ancient locust tree and gazes into the distance.

From this angle, you can see the scattered lights in the village.

You can also see the woodshed where she slept that year.

The sound of Ye Feng passing through the treetops miraculously overlapped with the sobs of the desperate girl a hundred years ago.