In the night when no one is around, in the empty mountains, the breeze condenses into a cyclone with the humidity of the night mist, and the grass and trees seem to shake their bodies with some fear after the blowing of this cyclone, shaking out the cold water vapor of the body. The wooden bird sang a silent song, happily and unusually walked left and right through the mountains and forests, and the innocent young * child laughed but jumped silently behind the bird, not a single step. There was a thick fog under his feet, and every step brought with him the depletion of a patch of vegetation. And a little mouse that was still golden in the night lay tightly on the child's lap, and his breath was dying, as if he was going to die.

This is exactly Yuan Qingyuan and the golden shopkeeper, our ginseng essence saw this purple cloud mountain, and then his heart was gloomy. How can I say that? Ginseng essence thinks so, the whole mountain is so rich in spiritual veins, and the species in the mountains are so abundant, if we let it go unchecked, it is inevitable that after 10,000 years, the spiritual veins will also be exhausted, and at that time, aren't all these species unlucky? How can I, who is one of the ancestral spirits, watch such a tragic thing happen? No! Impossible!

Then absorb the special aura of these strange flowers and plants~ Then, these strange flowers and plants will become one with yourself~ Presumably, with your own ability, it is not impossible to live until the day when the sky collapses, so think about it, don't those strange flowers and plants also live with themselves to the time of the collapse?

Ah, thinking that the ginseng essence was actually moved by himself, he raised a pair of misty teary eyes and looked at the hazy night, and secretly sighed: How can there be such a sacrifice of myself in the world, how many treasures have I Pudu over the years. This is his kind of thinking, he has eaten countless spiritual roots and herbs over the years, and it is also due to the slow cultivation of plants, for so many years, no one has cultivated a human form to accuse him. Even the candle dragon is sometimes surprised, why did the ginseng essence grow again after a few days of not seeing it?

The child-like ginseng spirit flashed two tugging on his head, chasing the wooden bird forward, the wooden bird was in the forest, he was in the forest, the wooden bird was in the air, he was in the air. Not long after, the ginseng essence yuan Qingyuan arrived at the dragon peak where Li Jingliu lived.

Among the disciples of Long Tengfeng, there are many people who do not sleep in the middle of the night and practice diligently, but Yuan Qingyuan walked on it like a stroll along the way, and none of the disciples saw him. It was Yu Chunshan, who lived in a small courtyard with Li Mo and the others, and couldn't sleep in the middle of the night to the moon, and he couldn't see any figures.

Mo Dong fainted and noticed something abnormal, and the new vine heavy sword seemed to be extremely happy with a clear sound, and then shook slightly for a moment. Mo Dongdun immediately realized that it was the little lady of Yuan who came, and the new vine heavy sword only had two masters, since he was not for his own trouble, it was the little lady of Yuan who arrived, but he was slightly shocked in his heart, and he also knew about the access control of Ziyun Mountain, and the little lady of Yuan broke into the mountain like this but there was almost no movement, could it be that she was really at the level of a true immortal?

Thinking of this, Mo Dong got up quietly and flashed into Li Jingliu's house.

Li Jingliu was lying on his back on the bed, but his limbs were stiff and expressionless, like a living corpse, only the eyeballs under the thin eyelids kept turning violently all the time, and Mo Dongluo was almost a little afraid that the eyeballs would suddenly fall. Since he started practicing alone, he really hasn't paid much attention to Li Jingliu, but he didn't expect Li Jingliu to suddenly look like this, which really made him a little at a loss, should you wake him up now?

But at this moment, a small shadow suddenly appeared in the room, and he quietly entered the door, but omitted the process of opening the door. And it floated in like a shadow. He quietly glanced at Mo Dongdu, then quietly came to Li Jingliu's bed, and finally stared at Li Jingliu's stiff sleeping face seriously.

Mo Dong looked at the shadow in horror, and there was no trace of stopping it in his mind. After a while, the shadow circled the bed to take a good look at Li Jingliu, and nodded as if he had come to some conclusion. Immediately, the shadow suddenly took on a physical form, revealing the figure of a little boy. The boy still has a mouse in his lap.

The boy looked directly into Mo Dongdi's eyes, but he didn't speak, as if he was waiting for something.

Mo Dongdun looked at the calm eyes that a boy should not have, and suddenly his soul was blessed, and he tentatively shouted: "Master, is it well?"

Then the boy narrowed his eyes with a smile and said, "Yes, yes, it is worthy of being my entire apprentice, and this eyesight is far from being comparable." ”

Mo Dong was dazed, although he didn't know why the little lady suddenly looked like this, but since he was a master, he didn't have to worry about the senior master who came to kill him. He replied respectfully, "I don't know what the master is doing when he comes at night?"

"Your senior brother's words don't count, I said that I would come to play with me in a year, but the person disappeared, I was worried, so I found it, but I didn't expect that you worshiped the master again. ”

Mo Dongduan listened to Yuan Qingyuan's light tone, and there was no displeasure at all, before explaining: "Master, we are only temporarily entering the Purple Cloud Gate, even to the head of the sect, and we only bowed halfway, which is definitely not as good as your treatment." "Mo Dongyi has heard it before, the little lady Yuan is very good-looking, anyway, a few words are obedient and don't need money, just say it!

Yuan Qingyuan, as a spirit clan, does not have the thinking of respecting teachers and valuing education of human beings at all, and he has some unpleasant feelings about Li Mo and his two apprentices being snatched away. As soon as I heard the two good words, well, I only gave a half-salute to the master, which is not as good as myself at all! It seems that these two apprentices still know how to count etiquette, not bad. The original trace of displeasure in my heart dissipated immediately. He completely forgot that Mo Dongdu's apprenticeship only said two words, where did he come from any etiquette or rudeness.

"Alas, the master is indeed busy, he just learned to be an oiran a while ago, and he still has to learn from children for a while, so he really doesn't have time to teach you, so you can learn here, and if you learn well, you will say that you are my apprentice!" Yuan Qingyuan just learned from the golden shopkeeper a few months ago that when the master is to teach disciples. But he really didn't want to spend his time with two human children with a weak spirit. If you have to teach, Li Jingliu is still reluctant, and Mo Dongluo will forget it. Now that these two have found a place to practice, it has saved him his heart, Yuan Qingyuan really thinks that it is very good, very good!

After exchanging two sentences with his entire apprentice, Yuan Qingyuan felt that it was almost the same, after all, he was not here to care about the apprentice's living conditions. He casually touched it from the void, took out a large piece of golden soil in his fist, he took the soil in his hand and checked it, oh, it seems to be a little heavy, Yuan Qingyuan's cute little face suddenly showed some distress, he carefully cut off more than half of the soil, and stuffed it into the void again, and half of the soil particles did not fall to the ground.

Then, he handed over the small handful of golden clay to Mo Dongyi, and said, "Apprentice Mo, the master still has something to do with your senior brother, so this should be a reward for your cultivation progress." Then, as if remembering something, he added: "You can plant anything in this soil." But if you grow ginseng, you have to treat him well, and that's your elders. Yuan Qingyuan felt that even if he didn't teach anything, he would definitely not lose when he was a disciple, how generous he was, he even gave the soil that could grow anything to his apprentice.

Mo Dongduan looked at Yuan Qingyuan's pick-and-search appearance, and he really felt a sense of disillusionment that the image of a master had collapsed. Unexpectedly, the moment he took the soil, he suddenly understood that if he really gave him all the handful of soil, he would probably be pressed to the ground by that small piece of soil immediately.

The golden clay the size of half a palm seemed to be similar to the meteoric iron sword that Mo Dong had touched when he was a child, at that time, two eight-foot strong men were carrying the meteoric iron sword, and when they landed, they didn't pay attention, and the meteoric iron sword smashed the ground into a small pit half a foot deep. Fortunately, Mo Dongxuan had almost reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Qing Qi Period at this time, so he did not lose the shame of smashing the dirt on the surface of his feet.

Yuan Qingyuan watched him take it with great difficulty, carefully stuffed it into the Naxu Ring, and then smiled: "Okay~ You cultivate well here, and I will take you away from your senior brother." ”

Only then did Mo Dongdui notice that Li Jingliu, who was as stiff as a living corpse, had been carried by the dying golden retriever rat before, and that small body really didn't know how to do it.

"Wait, Master, where is Senior Brother going? When will you come back?" Compared to Yuan Qingyuan, as far as Mo Dongxuan is concerned, although Li Jingliu is usually cheap-mouthed and loves to call people, and he has only been together for a short year, Li Jingliu is still his senior brother, and he is still his brother. Now that he is taken away like this, he naturally wants to ask.

"Your senior brother has always been sick, and now you take your senior brother for treatment, don't you look at him wrong?" Yuan Qingyuan was a little impatient, as my apprentice, he dared to ask me what I was going to do?

Mo Dong was stunned, he just looked at Li Jingliu's pale face before, but then it became more and more serious, and his face became almost pale, especially in the recent period, he seemed to have only blood left on his lips, and the rest of his body seemed to have completely stopped supplying blood, and he looked pale at night like a ghost.

"I also hope that Master will tell Senior Brother that I will keep everything for him, and when he comes back, he will still have a place to live. Mo Dongdun said respectfully.

"Don't worry, don't worry, your senior brother is my first apprentice, can I watch my first apprentice die?

After speaking, Yuan Qingyuan floated away from the crack in the door like a shadow, and the golden retriever mouse who followed him seemed to have the effect of his shadow, and his figure blurred in an instant. In a few breaths, he disappeared in front of Mo Dongdu, and immediately, the mist that had been sucking the spiritual objects of Ziyun Mountain overnight also calmed down.