He then looked at the second side of the paper.

The following content is to tell the history of Heqing before and after entering the Baiyang Sect, Xiao Nianxi realized that there were only more than ten people in the entire Baiyang Sect at that time, and most of them were indifferent to fame and fortune in the Dan Dao or escapist cultivators, and almost did not interact with the outside world.

At that time, Heqing could be regarded as having found a sense of belonging and a home in the Baiyang Dan Dao, where he lived alone in the southern corner of the country, so he tried to stay, and shared the Dan Dao experience and classics he had learned in the Zhengdan Sect with everyone without reservation...

Time flies, and Heqing gradually calmed down the restlessness in his heart in Baiyang Gate, so he began to cultivate quietly with one mind, and became the second person in Baiyang Sect to cultivate to break through the origin realm and reach the soul opening realm.

One day, the old sect master went out to collect rare herbs as usual, but unexpectedly picked up a swaddling baby.

Heqing still remembered the joy of the old sect master when he brought back the little baby, and his eyes were full of love.

The news naturally spread, and I heard that the old sect master brought back a baby girl, and everyone in the sect went to visit strangely. The girl looks very cute and well-behaved, wearing a bright red belly pocket, and all day long with wide eyes and curious eyes looking at the strange uncles and aunts around her, and when she sees people, she babbles cutely and says something that people don't understand and feel that they are naïve, which makes everyone happy.

Of course, it is said that raising a child requires the power of a village, and everyone in the Baiyang Sect is also very busy, because except for Heqing, no one has ever had the experience of taking a child.

The sudden appearance of Xiao Nan Nan couldn't help but remind Heqing of his daughter who died unexpectedly, so he loved this little Nan Nan who was growing up even more, so much so that he was often ridiculed by everyone for being jealous of Xiao Nan Nan between him and the old sect master.

But just when they were looking forward to the little girl growing up quickly, an unexpected situation happened.

When Xiao Nannan was nearly two years old, her weak body had an unstoppable weakness for no reason, and for this reason, Bai Yang tried all kinds of methods, exhausted all kinds of methods, and took out the best bath medicine to soak her... Ironically, the Baiyang Sect was originally an alchemy family that was proficient in self-cultivation and disease dispelling the doorway, but it was still powerless against Xiao Nannan's sudden hypochondriacal disease, and the strange weakness could not be stopped at all, so it could only be reluctantly suspended.

The old sect master and Heqing carefully considered all possibilities, and finally discovered the root of the anomaly. It turned out to be a sign that there was no spiritual source in the little girl's body, but it was unreasonable to gather weak spiritual power early! You know, this is a fatal thing for ordinary people's bodies!

Although this spiritual power is weak, it is not something that Xiao Nannan's meager body can withstand at all, so Heqing and the old sect master immediately made a decision and began to try to draw out this wisp of etching vitality, but problems also followed, to draw out this aura, it must inevitably make it wander in the meridians of Xiao Nannan's body, but Xiao Nannan saw that her breath was dying, how could she bear it!?

The old sect master has had no desires and no desires for more than 100 years in his life, and he has never been married in his life, and he has never had a relationship in his life.

He once admired the sages and thought that he would eventually be able to achieve the Great Dao Feather Flying Immortal, so he didn't look for fireworks in the world.

It wasn't until he realized that his longevity was not far away, that he woke up from a big dream, so he and Heqing quietly recounted the regrets in their hearts.

Mortals are dying, they can recall the childlike fun and frolicking in the field, the budding heart and the talented and beautiful woman, the ups and downs and the joys and sorrows, the frustration and the title of the gold list, the wine singing and the candle night talk, the moon before the flower and the candle in the cave room, the joy of having a child and the joy of family.. In short, when a mortal is old, he can reminisce about his years, but when he is old, he only has the ethereal sentimentality of a dream on the path of cultivation.

Therefore, he told Heqing sadly, saying that when he opened the weeds and saw the swaddling clothes, and saw the little girl with big eyes and red face, it was the late remedy for God's regrets for his life.

People always pay attention to the outcome of things, and in life, they always start to care about how to draw a satisfactory end when they are old.

The old sect master said to Heqing again, my gray-bearded old Taoist has been in a daze for nearly 130 years, but only now has I cleared my heart and found my own way.

Therefore, in the end, under the pressure of the Righteous Path Dan Fa, the old sect master set his eyes on the crooked evil path that had already fallen into dust in his memory.

In this case, there is only one way to save Xiao Nannan.

——Seize a steady stream of abundant life source power from the outside to forcibly offset the spiritual power in Xiao Nannan's body that is constantly devouring vitality.

But where can you find such a huge source of life?

The old sect master stared thoughtfully into Heqing's eyes.

Heqing understood and became the new sect leader of the Baiyang Sect.

The old sect master said, Heqing, call her by your deceased daughter's name.

Heqing's eyes were moist and he agreed.

So later, Heqing ruthlessly sent out all the original sect members, and began to recruit fish and shrimp mixed with loose cultivators and even ordinary thieves, and he, with the gradual decline of the Baiyang Sect, became ruthless and cruel, and became a ruthless tyrant in the eyes of the new sect.

From here, Heqing's handwriting became increasingly manic and hysterical.

Regarding Heqing's self-description of various atrocities, Xiao Nianxi's eyes wandered and did not stay.

It's the frightening rainy season,

The old sect master created a man-eating monster, and Heqing became a ghost who grabbed people.

The old sect master sneaked into the village, and Heqing led the crowd out of the mountain,

The old sect took the initiative to shake the hearts of the people, and the crane green confused people into the sect.

I don't know if the old sect master's move is intentional or not, those old thieves can only watch their descendants die and return to the west.

But the younger of these villagers did not know their true identities at all, they only knew that they were native-born farmers. But Heqing's eyes were red, and he vented all the buried hatred, he was willing to fall and issued an order without hesitation, throwing them all into the incinerator, hastily ending their frightened and short life, and turning into a grain of blood red soul pill.

Soon, the long narrative came to an end.

In the last line, Heqing seems to have regained his senses,

He writes with strength and three points of calm.

I saw Heqing write:

"If I hadn't named you Qiao'er, maybe I wouldn't have been able to support it a long time ago. ”

..

The long paper burned and floated into the air, fluttering carefree, like the soul of Heqing, free.

The paper ashes were scattered and flew everywhere, and Xiao Nianxi's wrist moved slightly, as if saying a final goodbye to the poor man's life.

..

The first dream is detached - croaking and falling to the ground, babbling, it is a flower accumulation.

There is a glow in the year - the sky is sunny after the rain, the clouds open and the sun rises, and the flowers bloom.

The years are long - the white horse passes by, time is like an arrow, it is a withered flower.

Twilight is in a hurry - full of emotion, and it is gone, it is a flower failure.

Such a simple and sloppy word is the life of an ordinary person.

...

Xiao Nianxi was silent for a long time, I don't know how long.

When he reached the mountain gate, the dark clouds had already broken away, and the sun was shining. And the clear distinction between good and evil was blurred in his heart.

"Hero!"

Mangwa's rough voice pulled back Xiao Nianxi in a trance, and he looked at it, only to see three figures hurriedly ushering.

It seems that the hook-nosed man is a reckless baby who can't hold his blood after all.

"Hero, you.. You seem to have cried!"

"You little girl, shut your foul mouth!" Yinhua kicked at Mangwa's sturdy iron ingot.