A useless person with five spiritual roots? I sacrificed the proud daughter of heaven.

The deputy sect leader patted Sheng He's hair affectionately, then grabbed Song Jinzhi by the collar and left.

In despair, Song Jinzhi reached out to Sheng He, but before he could say anything, he was suddenly lifted into the air and hoisted onto the vice sect leader's shoulder.

"You're always causing trouble, never giving your father and me a moment's peace. Do you know how long your father has been looking for you this time? He's even turned a few hairs gray from worry. And you still want to ruin some young girl's life? Let me tell you, you're dreaming!"

"This time I'll personally escort you back to Jinzhou, let's see if you can still run away!"

Sheng He smiled as she watched the vice sect leader and Song Jinzhi's playful figures gradually disappear into the distance, then looked down at the wooden box in her hand.

Inside the wooden box lies a seven-colored lotus platform. It is called a seven-colored lotus platform because seven different colors flow slowly on its petals like a flowing river.

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

Just standing next to this lotus platform, Sheng He could feel a rich spiritual energy enveloping him, let alone refining it.

The vice sect leader casually gave her such a valuable gift.

Sheng He closed the wooden box and looked in the direction the vice sect leader had left. Although the vice sect leader always complained about Song Jinzhi's shortcomings and how he was always causing trouble.

But in his heart, he probably still feels the most sorry for his nephew.

Sheng He dejectedly withdrew her gaze and returned to her small house, clutching the wooden box.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, opened the wooden box, and a seven-colored lotus platform floated in the air, emitting a faint light.

Sheng He slowly closed her eyes, and the spiritual energy in her dantian gradually solidified, then slowly moved closer to the seven-colored lotus platform. The spiritual energy contained in the seven-colored lotus platform was gentle and rich, and Sheng He felt comfortable all over, as if she were being enveloped in warm seawater.

Two hours later, Sheng He opened her eyes. The seven-colored lotus platform in front of her was now just a faint shadow. Sheng He reached out her finger and gently touched the shadow, and the seven-colored lotus platform vanished like smoke in the wind.

Sheng He's body seemed unchanged. He let out a heavy sigh and got off the bed.

Next, she needs to go to the far north.

As soon as Sheng He opened the door after the seal on the hut was lifted, a sound transmission talisman, like snowflakes, floated towards him.

“Fairy Sheng, I am Song Jinzhi. I have come to return your Azure Grass.”

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

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

“Fairy Sheng, if you don’t have time, I can come to Sword Peak to find you.”

"Fairy Sheng, why haven't you returned yet?"

"Fairy Sheng, your Azure Grass is so noisy. Although I can't understand what they're saying, it seems like they're fighting."

"Fairy Sheng..."

……

In an instant, countless cries of "Fairy Sheng" rang out, as if a dozen mosquitoes were buzzing in her ears, calling "Fairy Sheng" repeatedly. Sheng He felt her head was spinning and immediately raised her hand to cast a fire spell.

Seeing the communication talisman in front of her burned to ashes, Sheng He finally felt a sense of peace and breathed a sigh of relief. When she looked up, she saw Song Jinzhi carrying three Biluo Grasses and slowly walking towards her.

"Fairy Sheng, I'm leaving now. I've come to return the Azure Grass to you."

Sheng He looked at the three unconscious little radish heads and remained silent for a moment: "You killed them?"

"No, no," Song Jinzhi quickly waved her hand. "I just saw them fighting and almost tearing off their leaves, so I knocked them unconscious with a stone."

"That's good."

A flash of white spiritual energy appeared at Sheng He's fingertips, and the three little radish heads disappeared instantly, replaced by three small white flower hairpins on her head.

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

"Is there anything else you can do?"

"I……"

Sheng He tilted her head, looking at Song Jinzhi with a puzzled expression.

"Um... my third uncle is going to take me back. I live in Zhichun Lane in Jinzhou. Jinzhou is by the sea, and the sea is very beautiful. You can even see mermaids! There are also fireworks displays every year, and there are lots of delicious foods in the city!"

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

"Song Jinzhi! Where have you run off to again, you brat! Don't let me catch you!"

The deputy sect leader's roar could be faintly heard from the foot of the mountain. Song Jinzhi glanced back uneasily and forcefully stuffed the things in his hands into Sheng He's arms.

"My third uncle is looking for me. I have to go. This is my Song family's token. You can come to Jinzhou to visit me when you have time. I'll be waiting for you!"

After finishing speaking, Song Jinzhi didn't dare to look at Sheng He's reaction and turned to run away.

Sheng He stared blankly at the half jade ring in his arms. The jade ring was carved into the shape of a lotus flower, and in the center of the lotus flower was a small character "Song".

The Song family is really generous; they even made an ordinary token so beautifully.

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

Looking back at her little house one last time, Sheng He slowly closed the door.

The far north is bitterly cold, and there's the mysterious Snow City mentioned by the old man; finding the Void Land is no easy task.

I don't know when I'll be back next time.

Sheng He didn't have many close friends in the Qingyun Sect. After a brief farewell to Tian Yu, Mu Yao, and Yun Qianshan, Sheng He went down the mountain alone.

She did not go directly to the far north. Instead, Ao Shuang flew over mountain after mountain and across lake after lake, finally stopping in front of the gates of Qingshan City.

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

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

Her mother sold all their belongings and took her on a journey that lasted half a month before they finally reached Qingshan City. There were wide streets, bustling crowds, beautiful clothes and jewelry, and an endless supply of pastries and candied hawthorns.

This place was unlike anything she had ever seen before.

Later, she began to cultivate Taoism, and she began to see a wider world. Qingshan City seemed to gradually turn from the prosperity she remembered into a gray and desolate place.

Following her memory, Sheng He searched all the way forward and at the end of the alley, she saw a large mansion.

Red tiles, black bricks, and a large courtyard inside, with a well and many vegetables planted next to it.

Everything went exactly as she had predicted.

Two women and two children were sitting in the courtyard.

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

My mother wrote to say that my uncle had passed away and my aunt was having a hard time raising two children, so she brought them to live with her.