In the quiet night, the two walked towards Baiyun Temple one after the other, Shu Ange looked at Zong Yujing's back, and was in a surprisingly good mood.

"Woo-woo"

Suddenly there was a strange whining sound in the woods, Shu Ange thought it was the wind, and after listening closely, she found that the sound sounded a bit like a baby's cry, and she had goosebumps on her arms.

"Fellow Daoist, did you hear it...... The voice. ”

Shu Ange stopped and looked at the depths of the dense forest, looking a little nervous.

Zong Yujing tilted his ears slightly, and suddenly walked towards the depths of the dense forest, Shu Ange followed behind him, looking curiously.

"Wow-"

What the hell is it called? Shu Ange poked his head and stared at the dense grass with wide eyes, trying to find something inside.

Zong Yujing leaned over and reached out to lift a small thing with teeth and claws, the little guy was only the size of a palm, staring at the two of them with a pair of dark eyes, and screaming in fear.

Did they catch a monster?

Shu Ange looked at the little guy carefully, and asked Zong Yujing curiously: "What is this?" ”

"I, I, I'm not a thing!"

The monster suddenly opened his mouth to speak, and Shu Ange burst out laughing.

"It turns out that it opened the spiritual wisdom, Sect Fellow, can you tell what its prototype is?"

"It's Huang Jing."

"It turned out to be yellow essence, I thought it was ginseng cultivated in human form."

I don't know if it's the desire to survive that makes the little guy play extraordinarily, after being called to break the truth, the little guy continued to mumble, folded his hands and bowed to Zong Yujing a few times.

"Woo, I'm not a ginseng doll, don't eat me."

Shu Ange saw that the little guy was so cute, and proposed: "The grass and tree spirit monster that opens the spiritual wisdom is easy to be eaten by monsters or evil cultivators, so it is better for us to take it in." ”

Xiao Huang Jing saw Shu Ange speaking for it, and his little eyes lit up: "It's not delicious, I'm not delicious." ”

Shu Ange stretched out his hand and nodded his little head, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we won't eat you." ”

Zong Yujing put the little yellow essence on the Shu'an singer, she pinched its little ears, and her smile was extraordinarily bright.

Xiao Huangjing shyly covered the little leaf tied to her waist, and looked at Shu Ange with her eyes sparkling: "I'm a male doll." ”

"What's your name?"

The little thing that turned on the spiritual wisdom is very sensitive to the good and evil of human beings, and it is much bolder when it perceives that the two people in front of it have no ill will towards him.

"Huang Huang, my name is Huang Huang."

"The surname Huang is called Huang? Hmm, the name is not bad, you can call me Sister Ning in the future, call him Brother Zong. ”

Shu Ange quietly raised his rank to Zong Yujing, and he had no intention of refutating.

"Sister Ning is good, Brother Zong is good."

Xiao Huang Huang called obediently, and Shu Ange happily touched its head: "Good, let's go back to Baiyun Temple with us first." ”

Hearing Baiyun Temple, Xiao Huang Huang suddenly came to his senses: "Do you know the white-bearded grandfather in Baiyun Temple, others are good!" ”

"Is it a Taoist robe, with a goatee, and a somewhat sparse bun?"

Xiao Huang Huang nodded happily: "It's Tingsong Daoren, he often waters me." ”

It seems that no matter how ignorant Xiao Huang Huang is, before he fully opens his spiritual wisdom, he has heard that the Songdao people have taken care of it.

Looking at it this way, although the people of Tingsong Dao look a little weird, their hearts are excellent, not only taking care of the seriously injured Zong Yujing, but also taking care of a little yellow essence who has not opened his spiritual wisdom.

After picking up Xiao Huanghuang, the road became much lighter, Shu An's songs became more talkative, and Zong Yujing was silent as always.

When I arrived at Baiyun Temple, the morning light was faint, and the red sun showed a small half of my face from the side of the mountain, and I listened to the Songdao people practicing swords slowly and methodically in the morning light.

"Hello old man!"

"Dao Chief, do you know this little yellow essence?"

Shu Ange and Xiao Huanghuang's voices sounded at the same time, and Daoist Song put away his sword and looked at them with a smile.

"Congratulations, I haven't seen you all night, Haoxue Xiaoyou has entered the foundation building period, congratulations."

"Thank you for taking me in."

Shu Ange earnestly bowed to Ting Song Daochang, and Xiao Huanghuang also followed her example.

Listening to Song Daochang's smile, he took out a small gold ring from his arms and buckled it on Xiao Huanghuang's wrist: "Cultivating my sanity under my nose is also fate, this purple gold ring is given to you, and you can resist one or two when you encounter danger on weekdays." ”

"Thank you, old man."

Xiao Huang Huang couldn't put it down and touched the small gold ring on his wrist, and Shu Ange said embarrassedly: "Since Xiao Huang Huang has such a relationship with Tingsong Daochang, it is better for you to keep it by your side." ”

Listening to Song Daochang, he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Meeting is fate, Xiao Huanghuang's relationship with you and Zong Xiaozi is much deeper than that of the old man." What's more, you young people walking around, and carrying a little yellow yellow can also increase their knowledge, which is better than me staying in the wilderness. ”

This place is indeed barren, Shu Ange paid attention to it, except for listening to the Song Dao chief, there was not even a person who made incense. She was actually a little puzzled, why the people of Tingsong Dao would stay alone in the cold and lonely Baiyun Temple.

Just because he is the most taboo in his actions, Shu Ange met Pingshui, who listened to Songdao, and naturally it was not good to ask him why he chose to stay in Baiyunguan.

After practicing in Guanzhong for nearly a month, Zong Yujing finally recovered from his injury, and the two took Xiao Huang Huang to say goodbye to Tingsong Daochang.

"Hehe, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, I have calculated a hexagram for you. You will encounter several disasters in the past two years, but as long as the two of you work together, you will definitely be able to survive without danger. ”

Shu Ange was not surprised when he heard this, but felt a little guilty about Zong Yujing. When she inherited the memory of the original owner, she knew that Ning Haoxue would be chased by demons and monsters from all sides because of her special identity, and she was living in dire straits.

Zhang Guan asked Zong Yujing to be responsible for protecting her, and when he was in danger, nine times out of ten he was implicated by her.

"Thank you for listening to the sermon's reminder, the younger generation must remember it."

Xiao Huangjing sat on Shu Ange's shoulder, kowtowed to Tingsong Daochang, and said with the same gratitude: "Thank you Tingsongdao people for taking care of you." ”

Hearing Song Dao Chang laughed, he reached out and smashed Zong Yujing's shoulder and punched: "You kid, even Xiao Huanghuang, this kid, knows how to thank you, and you still have a cold face and cherish words like gold." ”

"Uncle Shi, go back to Longhu Mountain, Uncle Shi and Uncle Shi are all looking forward to your return."

Zong Yujing was already a blockbuster, and Shu Ange pricked up his ears, wanting to understand the joints.

Hearing Song Dao Chang shook the dust in his hand, and said in a leisurely tone: "My old bones can't withstand any wind and waves, go back and tell those senior brothers that with me for a day, you can keep Baiyunguan peaceful for a day." ”

Zong Yujing was silent, and after a long time, he bowed deeply to Daoist Tingsong.

"Crane! Paper cranes! ”