Xiao Si Shao's eyes are blood-red, his thin body is full of magic, sadness fills this world, the thin figure looks so desolate, his little hands are deeply inserted into the soil, digging, his hands are dripping blood, and he always repeats an action, as deep pits appear in the medicine field, Xiao Si Shao's little hands tremble, and the flesh and blood are blurred, and the white bones can be seen, but he ignores them. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He dressed the bodies of his relatives one by one and dressed them in new clothes, although his movements were so shy and rusty, he didn't feel ridiculous at all.

The thin figure fell again and again, and stood up again and again. The fourth major general was able to find the remains of his relatives to be buried, and the lost body was frantically searched, but still did not find it, the fourth major general was heartbroken and vomited blood, and finally could only find some clothes, and the graves were piled up one by one and set up tombstones.

Taishang Sword Demon watched everything quietly and did not make a move, because he knew that only if the young man buried his relatives with his own hands, his heart would be better. The Sword Demon didn't bother Xiao Sishao, but he wasn't idle either, he wanted to do something for his apprentice, maybe he would be able to reach unprecedented heights in the future, and everything could be achieved. The sword demon set up a spirit gathering formation around the tomb, allowing the surrounding heavenly spiritual qi to move closer to the tomb. Xiao Sishao was at a loss.

Xiao Sishao knelt all night again, crying at night, all relatives, parting with life and death overnight, crying tore the night sky.

"One night of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. ”

"Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost. Come and dream at night. ”

"Xiao Xuan window, dressing up. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. ”

"It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year: bright moon night, short Matsuoka. ”

"The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind is not stopped, the child wants to raise the child, and the parent is not there. ”

Reciting Su Huang's poems, Taishang Sword Demon, couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl, looking at the figure of Xiao Sishao, as if he saw himself a hundred years ago, losing all his relatives, and dying with his brother!

A thought was born in the heart of the sword demon and ruled Shenzhou!

Xiao Si Shao fainted in front of the grave, and the Taishang Sword Demon took him away!

Soon, a woman and three young men and women knelt in front of the grave and never left!

Xiao Sishao looked at the nine golden flowers, stones, and daggers, these were all gifts given by his relatives, recalling the scene of that day, tears fell like rain, and he vomited blood and fell into a coma again, and the sword demon saw everything in his eyes, shook his head slightly and left. However, just after leaving, the blood-stained stone glowed and shattered, and a touch of golden seed floated towards Xiao Si Shao's eyebrows, Xiao Si Shao's body emitted golden light, and the golden seed floated in a faint small space in Xiao Si Shao's mind, and the golden seed cracked, as if it was about to grow a young shoot.

After Xiao Si Shao woke up that day, he found that Shizun had taken him back to the Sword Sect, so he asked Jian Changqing to take him back to the place where Yan Gongzi hijacked, and found a small package, which contained items sent to him by his family, which was very important, and then returned to Qian's medicine field, brought back the Nine Turns Golden Flower, and the ancestral hall scroll, Xiao Si Shao knew that this picture scroll was absolutely extraordinary and could not be lost.

Xiao Si Shao woke up slowly, and saw that the stone given to him by his mother was broken, and it was his forehead that was broken, and he was sad and painful again!

"Right... up, right... Rise...... Ahh

Xiao Si Shao cried, very guilty, he was thinking, if he hadn't stolen the Li family's medicinal materials, he wouldn't have eaten the Ten Thousand Years Emperor, he wouldn't have caused a monstrous disaster, there would be no things to happen later, he wouldn't have killed his family, and he wouldn't have killed the people in the town.

Because of this hurdle, Xiao Sishao was sluggish, groggy, and woke up from nightmares all day long, and then wept.

It's been a year, Xiao Sishao is already ten years old, and there is a deep scar on his face, this scar was self-harmed by Xiao Sishao a year ago, because of guilt, he wanted to die several times, let Shizun Sword Demon stop it.

"Alas!"

Taishang Sword Demon lamented, he had been waiting, waiting for Xiao Sishao to cross that hurdle, but he was too young to bear the torture in his heart.

Sword Sect, a golden palace, is the former Sword Sect Sect Master and now the Taishang Sect Master Sword God cultivation place, in the main hall, two old men sit on the futon, the difference in temperament is obvious, one is full of magic, unruly, one is full of aura, gentle and kind, this person is the Sword Sect Taishang Sect Master, known as the Taishang Sword God. Needless to say, the other person is the Taishang Sword Demon. The two brothers of the sword god and the sword demon have completely different cultivation paths, one cultivates the gods, and the other cultivates the demons.

The sword demon had nothing to do, and Xiao Sishao couldn't extricate himself from the inner torment because of guilt, so he came to his brother Sword God to discuss countermeasures.

"Seal the memory!" Kenshin said.

"That's the only way, when he grows up, maybe he can bear more. ”

"Your parents and relatives may be saved!" the sword demon looked at the decadent little four young and said slowly.

Xiao Sishao looked at the sword demon with confused eyes, "How can I save everyone when they are dead?"

"Follow me!" the Sword Demon didn't explain much and turned away.

Xiao Sishao ignited a glimmer of hope in his heart, followed behind the sword demon, crossed several palaces, and came to an underground palace, this palace was full of yin qi, and the demonic energy was also heavy, and the palace gate was "babbling!" opened, and it was dark inside, and the yin wind gusted, and the sword demon took the lead in stepping into the hall. Xiao Si Shao hesitated a little and followed in.

Although the palace is dark and swarthy, it does not affect the sight of cultivators who have reached the innate fifth-level realm, and Xiao Sishao has barely cultivated in the past year, but he has awakened his bloodline, and he has taken the medicine emperor of the 10,000-year level, the imperial spirit pill, and has independently improved the realm in this year.

In the dark palace, wisps of soul fluttered and roared. These souls are too weak, just wisps and wisps, unable to form a human form, let alone anyone who can see the appearance before death, the underground palace is not huge, but it is definitely not small, the sword demon took Xiao Sishao to the palace on the lower floor again, he saw some phantoms, these phantoms are much stronger than the soul of the underground palace on the previous floor, and they have formed phantoms.

"No, the eyes of the little four young people are like tears raining down, this phantom is too familiar, one by one the phantoms seem to have long paid attention to the people who came in, they nodded to the sword demon one by one to express their gratitude, unable to speak.

Xiao Si Shao saw many phantoms, all of them were his relatives, but they were too weak to communicate in words, he knew that the phantom in front of him was Qian Weng, who was the strongest cultivator during his lifetime, and it was his mother and father who touched his face, Xiao Si Shao cried out loud and knelt under the phantom, "I will definitely avenge you, I will definitely take revenge, and I will come back to you after revenge!"

The phantom kept flashing, and the two words gradually formed, "Forget the revenge!" Xiao Sishao looked at these two words, "Pain!" The heart-rending pain, the family still thought about him, and did not want him to grow up with hatred on his back, kneeling on the ground and crying loudly, the cry echoed throughout the underground palace.

Xiao Sishao was bleeding in pain and fainted on his knees!

The souls of the Qian family bowed down to the sword demon, and the sword demon nodded slightly, and left with the little four young people.