My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

Although both Xiaoyan and Master are more important than his own life, if possible, he would even exchange his life for their safety.

Ling Xiaodong stopped to dodge, and countless roots rushed up instantly, surrounding him in a circle.

"Finally gave up resistance, didn't you? Such a rare body of Xuanyang, if you and I become one, I can really transform into one and get rid of this damned place."

Speaking of joy, the branches also swayed.

Just when Xuanyangcao felt that she was sure of everything.

Countless sword qi spread out from the center of the roots that surrounded the ball. No matter how thick and tough these roots are, as long as they touch a little bit of sword qi, they will be cut into two sections in an instant.

Strong pure Yang Qi flowed out from the incision, Xuanyangcao let out a cry of pain, and its tentacles twitched in pain.

Ling Xiaodong slowly placed Yueyingying on the ground covered with fallen leaves.

He has no choice, if Yue Yingying dies at this time, he has no way to pick Xuanyang grass for Xiaoyan to make alchemy, and he will only lose his master and Xiaoyan at the same time.

Master survived, there is still hope for everything, maybe there is another Xuanyang grass in the depths of this [-] mountains?

He took a deep breath and let it out heavily.

The legs were bent deeply one after the other, almost kneeling on the ground with one knee, the upper limbs were slightly bowed, the head was lowered, and it was like starting a race.

The right hand holding the sword makes a movement of returning the sword into the sheath, and the wooden sword is slowly inserted back into the non-existent left waist scabbard.

"What do you want!"

Although Ling Xiaodong was motionless at the moment, Xuanyangcao instinctively felt the extreme danger.

Countless roots quickly retracted, forming a wooden wall several feet thick in front of his body.

Ling Xiaodong raised his head abruptly, and with a loud bang, only a big hole was left in place.

Xuanyangcao spirit quickly glanced around, but Ling Xiaodong was nowhere to be seen.

So he ran away?

It wanted to manipulate its roots to drill back into the soil to find the missing Ling Xiaodong.

The roots of Xuanyang Grass spread for thousands of miles, and they knew Ling Xiaodong and Yue Yingying's coming by relying on their extremely wide range of spiritual consciousness before, so they deliberately manipulated the souls of the two women to lure them here.

It believed that Ling Xiaodong would not be able to escape from the palm of his hand.

But at this moment, Xuanyangcao felt something was wrong. No matter what he did, all the tentacles in the ground refused to obey.

what happened!

Before it knew what happened, the wooden wall made of countless tree roots in front of it suddenly burst open, sending up snow-white sawdust in the air, but it didn't feel it at all. It hurts a little bit.

Just as Xuanyangcao was thinking about what magic spell Ling Xiaodong had used, the tree trunk, which she hadn't moved for thousands of years, somehow moved.

The spirits and beasts in the Hundred Thousand Mountains probably will never forget what they saw today.

The giant tree that was rooted in the mountain and had grown for thousands of years suddenly snapped in the middle, and the incomparably huge tree fell on them like the sky collapsed, and the birds and beasts fled in fright.

The giant tree fell on the ground, and the whole mountain range trembled, raising countless dust, and at the fracture, the endless Xuanyang energy pervaded thousands of miles.

Ling Xiaodong had already returned to Yue Yingying's side, he put the master's head on his lap so that she could lie down more comfortably.

Yue Yingying's originally pale face turned bloody again, and her heart beating sounded from her quiet chest.

She slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was not the tree canopy covering the sky, but the dazzling sunlight and the blue sky. At this moment, she guessed what happened when she was trapped.

She didn't dare to look into Ling Xiaodong's eyes, so she could only open her mouth slightly and said weakly:

"I'm sorry... I was the one who made the mistake."

Ling Xiaodong held Yue Yingying's tender catkin.

"Master, it's not your fault."

"But this is the only Xuanyang grass."

"Isn't there one last place, maybe there is?"

Yue Yingying knew that her apprentice was just comforting her now, Xuanyang grass is so rare in the world, how could there be any more, but she didn't want to break Ling Xiaodong's hope, so she could only lie on her lap, humming lightly .

After Yue Yingying rested for a while, Ling Xiaodong called Chen Lu back again.

The petite girl in a black dress knelt down and bowed to the two of them.

"Thank you, master, for allowing Chen Lu to avenge her vengeance. Today, her obsession and old hatred are gone. Chen Lu only hopes that she can be a cow and horse for her master for the rest of her life. This kindness is appreciated."

Ling Xiaodong was upset at this moment, he nodded slightly, and pulled her back into the orifice.

After another two days of trekking over mountains and ridges, the two finally arrived at the last place with the strongest yang energy.

It was a scalding hot sulfur hot spring, right on the top of the volcano, there was no grass growing here, so there was no trace of Xuanyang grass.

Ling Xiaodong stood beside the hot spring for a long time.

Yue Yingying stepped forward and tugged at his sleeve, worrying:

"Xiaodong..."

Ling Xiaodong turned his head slowly, his eyes were red and his tone was excited.

"There must be! One hundred thousand mountains are incomparably miraculous, there must be a Xuanyang grass somewhere!"

Yue Yingying frowned, and looked at Ling Xiaodong distressedly.

Although his disciple, who usually always manipulated him, never felt anything, at this moment he felt like needles pricking his heart.

She stretched out two snow-white lotus root arms from behind Ling Xiaodong, hugged her apprentice, and comforted her:

"Yes! There must be one! We still have time, let's look for it again."

In the following days, the two of them stayed almost non-stop, traveled across countless mountain ranges, and killed countless ferocious beasts, but in the end they still could not find the Xuanyang Grass.

The moon disappears and the east becomes white.

On the tenth day the sun rose.

Chapter 50 I am

Ling Xiaodong was already disheveled and his eyes were red. He hadn't closed his eyes for several days and nights.

And on his back is the master Yue Yingying.

?? Yue Yingying was not much better. She continued to use her magic power to search for places where Xuanyang Grass might appear in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. She could not even maintain the white dress on her body, revealing the snake skin under the illusory white dress. Tube top and apron.

Yueyingying's frail body has long since recovered, but they have traveled so much during this period that the boots made of red snakeskin have been worn out. In order not to affect efficiency, Ling Xiaodong had to carry them on their backs. Yueyingying moved forward.

She kept cheering Ling Xiaodong on his back.

"The next place where weak yang energy gathers is just ahead!"

Ling Xiaodong had heard this sentence countless times, but each time he was disappointed in the result. In the end, he found either some spiritual herbs with strong yang qi, or some places where yang qi had accumulated due to the terrain.

He pushed aside the leaves in front of him with his hands, and a vine of emerald green was wrapped around a giant tree in front of him. The vines were full of golden round grapes, each plump and exuding a faint sun breath. .

Ling Xiaodong's heart fell to the bottom of the valley again, and he was still not the Xuanyang grass that could save Xiaoyan.

Seeing his dejected look, Yue Yingying leaned on his back and patted his shoulder.

"It doesn't matter! The next location is just a mile away from here, and we will be there soon!"

But Ling Xiaodong didn't care about it, he stood there without saying a word, just raised his head to look at the gradually rising sun in the distance.

"Let's go back."

Yue Yingying tilted her head in surprise, as if she didn't hear clearly.

"Ok?"

"I say......"

As soon as Ling Xiaodong loosened his hand, Yue Yingying slipped off his back.

He fell to his knees, his hands weakly holding the ground.

"Go back, it's already the tenth day, it's too late!"

Yue Yingying looked at Ling Xiaodong's devastated look, her heart was about to be pulled up, and she felt a cramping pain in her left chest.

This Ling Xiaodong, who was always cheerful no matter how he treated him, unexpectedly showed such a sad expression at this moment, which was something he had never seen before.

If I hadn't been so trusting, if I had thought about the countermeasures at that time, maybe there would have been a good way, if...

My own apprentice would not be so disappointed, and neither would Xiao Yan...

But there are not so many regret medicines to sell in the world, things have already happened, and everything is irreversible.

Too late.

Obviously she is a monk in the gossip realm, but at the moment she just feels so powerless and falls into deep self-blame.

She knelt in front of Ling Xiaodong, held his head in her arms, and stroked Ling Xiaodong's messy hair.

"It's all my fault. I'm not a good teacher. Xiaodong, if you want to blame me, you can blame me. It's all my fault."

Ling Xiaodong lowered his head silently, without saying a word.

After a long time, he raised his head again, but the look in his eyes was gone, like a corpse's body.

He picked up Yueyingying on his back again, and staggered towards the direction of Qingfeng Temple.

Just when the two were about to walk out of Shiwan Dashan, they saw the luggage that had been missing before.

Although the luggage seemed to have been rummaged by some beast, and the food inside had disappeared, but the clothes inside were still there.

Yue Yingying summoned the Dharma water to wash herself and Ling Xiaodong, and put clothes on herself and her apprentice.

During the whole process, Ling Xiaodong didn't say a word, he was like a puppet, letting Yue Yingying play with it at will, staring blankly at the front with absent-minded eyes.

The familiar Mao'er Mountain was right in front of them, and the two stepped up the familiar stairs.

Ling Xiaodong looked at Qingfeng Temple in the distance, without any joy of going home, and only fear remained in his heart.

He fears.

He was afraid of seeing Ye Yiyun's disappointed eyes, he was afraid of seeing Xiaoyan's cold and stiff corpse, he was afraid that when he walked into Qingfeng Temple, what he would see would be white silk hanging everywhere.

Yue Yingying held his hand and stepped up the steps step by step.

The two finally reached the gate of Qingfengguan, and Yue Yingying stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, Zhu Hong's door slowly opened a crack, and a familiar little nun poked her head out. It was Xiaoyan's good friend Huang Duoduo.

"I'm sorry, the Qingfeng Temple has been closed recently, and I invite two pilgrims..."

Huang Duoduo raised her head and saw the appearance of the two people in front of her in the middle of her speech. She pushed the door open at once, checked it up and down several times, jumped up immediately, and ran towards Guan Nei.

"Guanzhu! Daoist Mingyue and brother Xiaodong are back! They're back!"

The girl's clear voice resounded throughout Qingfengguan.

Not long after, Ye Yiyun hurried towards the gate.

She was wearing a familiar purple celestial fairy robe, not the white one Ling Xiaodong imagined, her face was a little haggard, her pretty face was flushed because of the violent running, and her hair was sticking to her face.

Ye Yiyun ran all the way to the gate, saw Yue Yingying and Ling Xiaodong outside the gate, her eyes turned red all of a sudden, she covered her mouth to keep herself from crying, but the tears were like broken pearls, in her delicate and beautiful eyes The fairy dick slipped and fell.

She rushed up all at once, holding Yue Yingying and Ling Xiaodong in her arms at the same time, unable to restrain the emotions in her heart anymore, she burst into tears.

Ling Xiaodong was held in Ye Yiyun's arms. Listening to Ye Yiyun's cries, his heart ached and he moved his lips slightly, but could not say a word.

"Wuuuuuu~ You guys...you are finally back, I thought...I thought something happened to you, woouuu..."

Ye Yiyun was crying with pear blossoms in the rain. Although Ling Xiaodong and Yue Yingying decided to go back to the mountain on the tenth day, they went too deep, and it took five days to return to Maoer Mountain.

Ye Yiyun waited in the temple for fifteen days, but still did not see them come back.

The fierce reputation of Shiwan Dashan made it difficult for her not to imagine the worst. Now seeing the two of them returning safely, a big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

Ling Xiaodong's eyes were already red, and he said tremblingly:

"I'm sorry, Aunt Yun, I...I didn't find Xuanyang Grass."

Ye Yiyun's crying stopped suddenly, and she looked down at Ling Xiaodong in her arms in surprise.

"Xuanyang Grass? Oh! You said that, it's no longer needed."