Heng Ruogou has been living in peace for more than three hundred years, and her fellow disciples have traveled around the six realms and are famous in the six realms. However, she practices diligently every day in Qingji Mountain and guards her home peacefully, but her cultivation level is not high and she has never met the requirements to go down the mountain. Unexpectedly, she was the only one who survived the battle against demons two hundred years ago, so she forcibly entered the Nascent Soul stage and became the master Qingheng Zhenren.
When Hengruo was 350 years old, she saw a young man with bruises all over his body from the back mountain. Overflowing with motherly love, she took back her bamboo house. Unexpectedly, she felt soft and recalled an ancestor for herself.
Every day he insisted on crawling into her bed, which cost her all the spiritual stones she had saved for hundreds of years. Her disciples were imprisoned in the forbidden area of the back mountain and were not allowed to appear in front of her.
You can't say that about him yet. He seems to cry to you if you don't like him. He looks at you pitifully with a stunning face, his eyes are red but he never sheds a single tear.
One day Heng Ruo couldn't bear it any longer and said with a cold face: "You go ahead and cry. Cry for me if you can."
But his face suddenly changed, his eyes darkened, a cold light flashed, he gently touched Heng Ruo's neck and whispered: "Ruoruo, don't you like me? You touched my ears. You are responsible for me because of your disciples. If they said bad things about me, I said I can't keep them, and they always come to provoke feelings between you and me."
The disciples knelt outside the door and shivered: Master, help.
Heng Ruo felt the cold air emanating from the people around him with an expressionless expression: If you have something to say, say it well and let it go first.
Intention: Keep your mind upright