The whole sect is full of cunning people, only I am really stupid

Shen Ya didn't know that someone had already started arguing about her affiliation.

She is now in the state of questioning and accepting questioning.

Cultivating immortals depends on both aptitude and character.

In many cases, character is even more important than aptitude.

Aptitude determines the speed of cultivation, and character determines the length of cultivation.

A person with poor qualifications may not go far, but a person with a bad character will definitely not go far.

Asking about one’s state of mind is to test the practitioner’s character.

The more determined one's will is, the longer one will stay in the state of questioning one's mind.

Shen Ya stood at the door of her house, looking into the distance in confusion.

The peach tree at the door is covered with pink flowers.

Shen Ya suddenly couldn't remember why he was here or what he was going to do.

Just standing there stupidly.

"Bud, bud."

A familiar voice sounded in Shen Ya's ears.

"grandmother?"

Shen Ya couldn't help but look up.

The old man stood at the door, waving at her with a hot sweet potato in his hand.

"Why did you take so long to come back? Look, you're sweating all over."

Grandma gently wiped the sweat from Shen Ya's forehead and handed the peeled sweet potato to Shen Ya.

"I told you to go home when it gets dark. Where have you been? There are big tigers in the mountains that will eat people."

Grandma stretched out her hands and made a threatening gesture, which made Shen Ya laugh out loud.

What did she do?

Shen Ya's memory seemed to be stuck.

She turned her head and looked at the small backpack on her back.

Oh, she went to the mountain to collect grass for pigs.

Collect grass for pigs and feed the chickens at home.

There is only one chicken in their family, and the hen lays eggs every few days.

All the eggs she laid were fed to her by her grandmother.

"I won't do that next time. I found some mushrooms today, grandma, let's make mushroom soup tonight."

Shen Ya nestled in her grandmother's arms and acted coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, let's have mushroom soup tonight."

Grandma smiled and took out mushrooms from the small backpack. "Cook delicious mushroom soup for our Yaya tonight. The chickens have laid eggs again today, so make some egg water for Yaya to drink."

Shen Ya looked at her smiling grandmother and said, "Let's drink together."

"I know you're a good kid. Grandma has eaten all kinds of delicious food. You're still young, so eat more so you can grow taller."

Grandma touched Shen Ya's head and said, "Our Ya Ya will grow tall, meet many good people, see many beautiful scenery, and become the best little girl in the world."

Every word is filled with grandma's blessings to Shen Ya.

Shen Ya nodded vigorously, "I will."

She will become a very good person, someone that grandma will be proud of.

"Grandma, tell me a story. I want to hear your story."

Shen Ya reached out to hug her grandmother.

Grandma slapped Shen Ya's hand in disdain and said, "Go wash your hands first, you're as dirty as a little mud monkey."

"it is good."

Shen Ya washed her hands and dinner was already on the table.

The mushroom soup and egg soup she wanted were placed in front of her.

Shen Ya swung her legs.

The food tastes familiar.

As she ate, Shen Ya couldn't help but shed tears, which became heavier and heavier and could not be stopped.

"What's wrong? Did something unhappy happen today? Why is Yaya crying so hard?"

Grandma picked up Shen Ya.

He wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with rough fingers and coaxed her gently.

Shen Ya couldn't stop her tears.

"I'm fine, I just missed you so much."

"How much do you think?"

"I really, really want to."

"You're such a clingy person, what are you going to do without me in the future?"

Shen Ya didn't say anything, her tears fell into the mushroom soup, creating small splashes of water.

After dinner, Shen Ya pulled her grandmother and asked her to tell her a story.

Grandma smiled and said yes.

She lay on her grandmother's lap and listened to the story.

The story is very old-fashioned and Shen Ya has heard it many times.

My grandmother grew up in the village all her life.

He is illiterate and has rarely left the village.

The stories she knew were all legends that had been circulating in the village for a long time, or stories told to her by her parents and elders.

Shen Ya didn't nag her to change, but just listened to her quietly.

Shen Ya just wanted to stay quietly with her grandma for a while.

After listening to the story, grandma prepared to get up.

Shen Ya held her back, "Grandma."

"what happened?"

Grandma looked down at her with a gentle expression.

Shen Ya: "Is it cold underground?"

Wow!

The illusion shattered in an instant.

From the moment grandma started to comfort herself, Shen Ya knew that the grandma in front of her was fake.

Grandma doesn't speak so gently.

Grandma always speaks in a fierce voice.

But Shen Ya knew that her grandmother loved her.

The person she saw just now was not her grandmother. The reason she didn't say anything was that she just wanted to stay with her for a while longer.

See her for the last time.

Shen Ya opened her eyes again and found herself in a blank space.

There were people all around, some crying and some laughing, like geese having convulsions.

Shen Ya was a little scared and couldn't help but take a step back.

After Shen Ya, more people woke up.

The children who woke up all continued to walk upstairs.

The stairs are very high.

So high that you can’t see the end.

Shen Ya looked up.

The further you go, the fewer people there are.

The one in the front is a girl.

A girl in blue clothes as cold as ice.

The girl closed her eyes and looked very painful.

Shen Ya also took a step forward.

The elder who conducted the test just now said that the longer you stay, the better.

She wanted to behave better and make Wuxun and Wuyou feel that taking her back was a good thing.

"How long do you think that top-grade single spiritual root can stay in there? I guess at least an hour."

The Mirror of the Heart is a semi-artifact that is said to have fallen from the sky ten thousand years ago.

The Mirror of the Heart will extract the disciple's memory as a basis to create an illusion.

The higher you go, the more memories you extract, and some memories that you have already forgotten in the corner may be extracted.

The Mirror of the Heart can also sense the existence that the person in it fears the most, and thus create a corresponding illusion.

The farther you go and the longer you stay, the better your character is.

People outside can't see what's going on inside and can only make random guesses.

"Back then, Sword Master only stayed in there for an hour, right? Sword Master was already seven years old when he went in. This little guy is so much younger than Sword Master, so the time should be shorter. I guess half an hour."

The beautiful woman thought about it and gave a compromise figure.

"Master Chu underestimated the top-grade single spiritual root. Maybe the little fellow can surpass the master."

"The little girl has clear eyes, maybe she is even more powerful than the Sword Master."

Even Wu Xun was curious and asked Wu You to guess when Shen Ya would come out.

Wuyou thought seriously for a moment, "At least half an hour."

"Pretty much what I thought."

Considering Shen Ya's age and experience, Wu Xun thinks this is the most reliable time.

A group of people praised Shen Ya again and again, completely ignoring anyone else.

But this is not surprising.

With the moon bright in the sky, few people would notice the dim stars around it.

Not to mention that Shen Ya cannot be called Haoyue.

To be more precise, she is the scorching sun.

When the scorching sun comes out, everyone has to temporarily avoid the spotlight.

Because no one can see what is in the mirror of the conscience.

Nobody knows.

When extracting Shen Ya's memory for the second time, Wen Xinjing suddenly trembled slightly.

Shen Ya didn't know what happened either.

All I knew was that when I opened my eyes, I appeared in front of everyone again.