I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

The saint said that she came to visit the leader of Wanghe Sect, but the saint's body was worth a million gold and not everyone could see it, not even the leader of a sect.

She lived in a fresh and unique courtyard arranged by Wanghe Sect and was served by many maids.

She will stay in Wanghe Sect for a few days, and outsiders have no way of knowing what she is going to do.

This was a tough time for the Great Elder's group; their plans were completely disrupted.

In a secret room, five figures gathered together.

"Elder Feng, what should we do? How should we proceed?" a white-haired old man in the Nascent Soul stage said dejectedly.

This man's name is Xiang Chongshan, and he is one of the six elders of Wanghe Sect.

One of his daughters was harmed by the clan leader's eldest son Zhang Xianli a few years ago, which caused her to become mentally ill due to the stimulation. Last year, because of poor supervision, her daughter fell from a cliff and died.

That was his only child, born in his old age. He treated her like a precious treasure, holding her in his mouth for fear she would melt, and holding her in his hands for fear she would drop. His precious daughter had been harmed by that beast named Zhang.

He went to the sect leader to argue, but the sect leader didn't care about his daughter's life or death, and still favored his son in every way.

So when the news of the beast's death spread back to the sect, everyone applauded Chongshan.

However, after all, he did not kill the beast with his own hands, and he still could not get rid of the hatred in his heart.

Feng Buxuan was also a little undecided. He did have the idea of ​​replacing Zhang Yanzhao. But now the situation has changed. Ziyang Holy Land actually sent someone to treat Zhang Yanzhao.

He would never even dream of such a thing.

The Zi Yang Holy Land had never been concerned with the internal affairs of its subordinate sects in the past. This was the first time in thousands of years, and he could never have predicted it.

It just so happened that because the sect leader had a good son, he offended many elders in the sect. He took advantage of this and quickly united several elders.

The prerequisite for the success of his plan is that Zhang Yanzhao's injuries have not been healed and his strength is much weaker than before.

Once he has complete control over Wanghe Sect, he will join forces with other elders to force the emperor to abdicate.

At this time, a burly middle-aged male elder said, "The old man is so badly injured, it will probably take time to heal. We need to find a way to get the people from the Holy Land to leave quickly. Then we have to advance our plan."

He was an elder within the sect specializing in physical cultivation, named Wu Lingyun. In his early years, he had a female disciple, a junior member of the family who was highly regarded by the Wu family. However, Zhang Xianli seduced her and then abandoned her, shattering her Daoist heart and stagnating her cultivation, from which she never recovered.

Similarly, his disciple was ruined, but Sect Master Zhang did not give any explanation.

From then on, Wu Lingyun hated the Zhang family father and son.

Xiang Chongshan was in a bad mood, so he said angrily: "That's easy to say, but how can we make the people from the Holy Land leave quickly?"

Originally, their preparations were almost complete and they would take action in the next few days.

But now everything is in chaos.

There is no way to proceed according to the original plan.

Although they were dissatisfied with the sect leader, they did not dare to harbor resentment towards the holy land.

If we want the Holy Land Mission to leave as soon as possible, we really need to plan ahead.

At this time, Feng Buxuan had an idea.

He said, "I have an idea, it's like this..."

……

After seeing off the other elders, Feng Buxuan returned to Qingzhu Peak where he was.

As soon as he returned here, he couldn't wait to rush to his cave.

There is the person he is thinking about.

As soon as he entered, he heard the melodious sound of a piano.

The music is melodious, sad and moving, and it is intoxicating.

He heard the longing in the sound of the piano.

Ever since she came back from River City last time, she has been depressed like this, always locking herself in her room and refusing to see anyone.

"Siqin~"

Before he saw anyone, he called out his wife's name.

In the hall of the cave, there was indeed an elegant and dignified beautiful woman playing the piano.

The woman had a pretty face, but there seemed to be an indelible sadness on her face, her lips were slightly pale, and she did not look very well.

If you look closely, you can see that she is about 60% similar to Dongfang Jingrou, except that this woman has crow's feet at the corners of her eyes that cannot be concealed.

When the woman heard her husband calling her, she did not look up at him.

She still kept her head down, her hands on the strings. The music stopped, but her heart was not at peace.

"What's the matter?" the woman said lightly.

The woman's name is Yang Siqin, and she is Feng Buxuan's wife.

She was the woman Feng Buxuan loved most in his life. This ambitious elder also had a tender side and was very kind to his wife.

Although the woman's aptitude is not good, she is still in the late stage of foundation building, which has opened up a huge gap with Feng Buxuan's cultivation.

Normally, many male cultivators would abandon their wives and children if their cultivation level surpassed their Taoist partners by a significant margin. However, he did not do that. He continued to love and care for his wife as always.

Feng Buxuan has always been worried that his wife’s life span is running out.

With her cultivation only at the Foundation Establishment stage, she is already over 170 years old. Under normal circumstances, she would probably only have more than 20 years to live.

Thinking of this, Feng Buxuan's heart couldn't help but twitch.

Siqin was very stubborn, and she had her own inner struggles. Because of this, she was unwilling to continue practicing, nor was she willing to take elixirs or spiritual fruits that could extend her lifespan.

"Siqin, should we go out for a walk? You're stuck in the cave all day. Won't you get suffocated?" Feng Buxuan asked with concern.

But the woman was indeed not interested: "No, I don't want to go out."

"Madam, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Your husband will cook for you." The infatuated elder said gently.

Yang Siqin is still in the foundation-building stage and has not completely fasted, so she still needs to consume some food occasionally.

"I really have no appetite. I'll just take some fasting pills." As if she was deliberately angry with her husband, she did not agree with him.

"Are you angry with me, woman?" Feng Buxuan had already walked to the side of the woman and stretched out his hand to touch her hair, but the hand stopped in the air and did not fall, but was retracted.

The woman looked at him deeply, without saying a word, silent and dazed.

Feng Buxuan knew that his wife was angry and it was right for her to be angry.

Because he did do something to hurt her.

However, that was all for the purpose of being able to stay with her forever.

"Siqin, can you tell me why you are unhappy?" The man mustered up the courage to grab her hand.

Her hands were shaking.

Although the two have been married for many years, their relationship has always been good. They rarely quarrel and rarely have a cold war like this.

However, the occasional occurrences made him feel at a loss as to how to deal with it.

The woman slowly turned her head, her eyes like water, and her tone was faint: "Why did you lie to me?"

"The Jingrou we saw that day in River City was me, right?"

"Although I haven't seen her for over a hundred years, I know she must be Jingrou."

"Why did you lie to me? Woo woo~~"

The woman burst into tears and sobbed, grabbing his sleeve.

He lied to her and said her daughter had died long ago.

Back then, the Dongfang family committed a serious crime. Feng Buxuan, who was an inner disciple at the time, used some tricks to exchange a female death row prisoner for Yang Siqin's life.

The rest of the Dongfang family, including Dongfang Liang, her daughter, several relatives, and servants were all executed.

This was the truth he told her that year.

But he actually lied.

A huge lie that had not been exposed for more than a hundred years had a flaw recently.

Dongfang Jingrou was not dead, and Feng Buxuan had actually known this for a long time.

At that time, Feng Buxuan was just an inner disciple. Apart from saving Yang Siqin, he had no energy to care about other people in the Dongfang family.

He didn't care whether the others were dead or alive. He later learned that Siqin's daughter was still alive, but she couldn't cause any trouble, so he ignored her.

Later, he became a direct disciple. He was busy practicing hard and consolidating his position, and had no time to care whether there were any remnants of the Dongfang family.

So, after so many years, he only recently learned that the daughter of the Dongfang family was still alive and well.

When Yang Siqin saw the woman, she was stunned for a moment, but a woman's sixth sense and the subtle induction between blood told her that it was her daughter.

It was also from that time that a crack began to appear in the relationship between her and Feng Buxuan.

"I should have died a long time ago. I should have gone with them." Ever since the Dongfang family encountered a disaster, she has been a living dead.

The triple pain of losing her husband, her son, and her daughter made her feel like she was dying.

She once wanted to commit suicide, but Bu Xuan repeatedly stopped her from committing suicide and encouraged her, eventually helping her get out of the darkest time in her life.

Later she married Feng Buxuan, thinking she could start a new life.

But the nightmares of the past still linger like a shadow.

She still couldn't escape the guilt in her heart.

Because all her family members died and she was the only one alive, this was her heart knot.

She didn't want to practice anymore, didn't want to extend her lifespan, she just wanted to grow old slowly.

Although Feng Buxuan treated her very well, she always felt that she was not a virgin and was not worthy of him.

He will definitely do great things in the future. How can I, a fallen woman, hinder his future?

Besides, she still had her ex-husband in her heart. This was a betrayal to Feng Buxuan.

Perhaps she still missed the old times, and there was still a place for those two children in her heart.

So, although she agreed to marry him, she was reluctant to give him a child.

Even after more than a hundred years, she still worships the tablets of her two children.

But not long ago, she found out that her daughter Dongfang Jingrou was still alive.

Feng Buxuan did lie to her about this matter. He just selfishly wanted his wife to think less about the past.

Feng Buxuan did not refute, but his wife started talking about wanting to die again, and he felt distressed: "No, Siqin, you can't die. We still have a bright future. I want you to live well."

"When I reach the top of Wanghe Sect in the future, you will be my Sect Master's wife."

The man gazed at his wife affectionately, and he would not hide his ambitions from her.

Normally this would have impressed her, but now she just felt it was contrived.

"I don't want to be the wife of a clan leader. I want to see my daughter." This was the only insignificant wish the woman had.

However, this made Feng Buxuan somewhat unhappy: "This matter is a bit difficult to handle. I can get anything else you ask for, but I don't know how to start with this."

"Is it difficult for you to find someone? We found her in River City before. Can't you send people to River City to look for her?"

Of course it is not difficult, but the question is not whether it is difficult or not, but whether you want to do it or not.

As a man, Feng Buxuan is selfish. He doesn't want his wife to be tied down by the past, not even her daughter.

He hated the feeling of having his life disrupted.

If Dongfang Jingrou had not appeared, he would have impressed his wife sooner or later and made her closer to him.

However, ever since returning from River City, he felt that there was an extra layer of estrangement between him and his wife.

"Buxuan, I beg you, I want to see my daughter. I'm kneeling down for you." The woman's knees softened and she knelt on the ground, hugging his thighs.

This made Feng Buxuan's heart soften, and he almost agreed. But after thinking about it, he still felt uncomfortable.

He was helpless and a little at a loss.

……

A monk who was responsible for treating the sect leader Zhang Yanzhao came to the place where the saint lived.

She brought the results of the diagnosis to the Saint.