After picking up the cubs, I became the ancestor of Sichuan Mountain

Chapter 35 Memory
"Come on, I'll take you in."

The yellow sand in the sky was blown up by the strong wind, covering their footprints bit by bit.

The three of them walked for a long time before they saw a building in the distance.

"Coming."

Li Congee looked at the ruins, the tip of his nose felt sore, and his eyes became slightly warm.

"Sister Congee, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Jingjing noticed that something was wrong with her mood and gently tugged on the corner of her clothes.

"I'm fine. Let's go. It will get dark soon."

Li Congee smiled, and then led them to quicken their pace.

He Qianxing glanced at the sky, a little confused.

Isn't it broad daylight now?
Why did Sister Congee say it was getting dark?

The only response he received was the howling wind. When he turned around, Li Churro and Xu Jingjing had already walked some distance, and He Qianxing hurriedly followed.

After the three of them stepped into the half-collapsed palace, the originally bright sky suddenly turned gloomy. A strong wind came from afar, carrying the yellow sand and gradually approaching.

All sounds completely disappeared the moment the door was closed.

The palace is solemn and solemn. If it weren't for the fact that half of it collapsed, it would be even more majestic.

Li Congee led them into the main hall. Looking at the empty interior of the main hall, the calm mask on her face was taken off.

It has been more than 400 years since I last came here.

During this period, she entered the secret realm many times, but she never dared to step into it.

"Sister Congee."

Xu Jingjing only called her in a low voice, her eyes full of worry.

"Sit down and I'll tell you something."

Li Churro sat on the floor and motioned for them both to sit down as well.

He Qianxing and Xu Jingjing looked at each other, sat down obediently, and then waited for Li Congee to continue speaking.

"There are not eleven sects in this world. Thousands of years ago, there were twelve sects in Jiuzhou. Among them, our Chuanshan was the first of the twelve sects."

After Li Churro finished speaking, he took out a wisp of spiritual energy from between his eyebrows.

"You can see for yourselves what happens next."

She didn't dare to tell the system too much, but she didn't want to hide the two children she raised in front of her.

The two little dolls closed their eyes obediently and allowed the spiritual energy to split into two and merge into their eyebrows.

Aura unfolded in their minds with the memory of Li Congee.

It started with desolate fields and cracked dirt.

There were continuous sounds of crying and moaning in my ears.

The scene changed several times, showing people starving to death on both sides of the road, children fighting over half a piece of whole grain pancake, and several sallow-looking women holding their babies in their arms and crying uncontrollably.

There were many people lying on the ground eating the white soil with their mouths.

The scene suddenly froze at the end.

It was a man wearing azure robes.

Separated from, and not integrated with, this barren land.

He stood quietly in front, turning his head slightly with a gentle smile on his face.

"Little girl, do you want to come with me?"

His voice was very pleasant, like clear spring water flowing down from the mountains, which stunned the little girl who looked wary just now.

His eyes are very bright, like the bright stars in the sky, making people unable to take their eyes away.

He gradually bent down, his beautiful eyes reflecting on the person in front of him.

The little girl was covered in dirt, her dry, waxy little face had long since lost its vitality, her eyes were dim, and her only pair of small hands were tightly clasping the broken bowl in her arms, which contained half a piece of porridge stained with blood.

There was no disgust in the man's eyes. He stretched out his hand and wiped the dirt off the little girl's face.

"Do you want to come with me?"

His words seemed to have some magical power, and his slender and beautiful hands with clear joints gently threw the soil from her face to the ground.

"Is there anything to eat at your place?" the little girl's voice was hoarse. Long-term malnutrition made her very thin, her cheekbones were prominent, her face was sallow, her chapped lips were tightly pressed, and her eyes were staring at lifeless eyes. Looking at him.

"Yes, I have a lot of food there so you don't have to be hungry anymore."

His handsome face was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled that warm smile just now.

"Then I'll go with you."

The little girl nodded, with an affirmative look on her face.

"Then put down the bowl in your hand and I'll take you away, okay?"

He pointed at the broken bowl that the little girl was holding tightly in her hand and said softly.

The little girl pursed her lips, and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes that had just been lifeless.

As if she had made some important decision, she staggered up and walked towards a little boy who was sobbing beside her.

"this is for you."

Before the little boy could answer, the little girl had already turned around and walked up to the man.

"Can you take me away?"

The little girl raised her head and stared at him with a pair of dark eyes.

"Let's go."

The man nodded and reached out to hold her dirty little hand.

The older one and the younger one gradually left, leaving only the little boy who just wolfed down the half of the porridge.

When the scene changed, they had arrived in a mountain forest.

"What's your name?"

The man asked, but the little girl beside him pursed her lips tightly and did not answer his words.

The man was not annoyed, he just thought about it and then said with a smile.

"Then I'll call you Congee from now on. How about that?"

The little girl's eyes moved, and she nodded after a long time.

The two of them went all the way up Sichuan Mountain.

There are magnificent halls and countless disciples on Chuanshan Mountain.

They will always shout porridge with a smile.

Pictures flashed by one after another, and the most numerous of them was the azure figure.

Life on Chuanshan Mountain seems to be very happy, and different disciples always come back with snacks from down the mountain.

Then he handed it to her with a smile.

"Porridge, this is for you to eat."

"Porridge, you've grown taller again."

"Porridge, you have to be obedient and wait for the senior brothers to bring you delicious food."

The little girl's skinny figure gradually gained weight under their feeding, and her face was no longer skinny and sallow, and even rounded out.

The empty and dull eyes held more and more things.

She is getting taller and taller, and her personality is getting more lively and cheerful, but the brothers on the mountain always regard her as the youngest one.

That azure color also has a name.

Li Qingyan, the chief disciple of Chuanshan Sect, was also the one who was ordered to go down the mountain to save the people.

On the day he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of the curled-up little girl who had lost the desire to continue living.

Then he took her hand and pulled her out of that hell step by step.

Congee began to practice.

She is surprisingly talented and a true genius.

Just one month before her 16th birthday.

The senior brothers were given the task of going down the mountain to eliminate demons.

Before leaving, the group of teenagers who had been smiling all day waved to her and said they would wait for her when they came back to celebrate her birthday.

(End of this chapter)