"No, this time there is a lot of danger, it is safer for you to stay in this Three Green Sect!"

Zuo Daozhen glanced at Xiao Huiming, who was full of confidence and made a righteous and awe-inspiring look, and said solemnly.

"Why not, I can protect myself, and I will never disgrace your Left Valley Master!"

Xiao Huiming said not to be outdone.

"Master Huiming, I have also heard of your heroic deeds, among the younger generation of the Xuanzhou Continent, you are indeed outstanding and amazing, but the spirit of Xuanzhou appeared in the direction of the imperial capital, which shows that there are major events that are enough to affect the entire continent, so please also ask the Master of Huiming Hall and the Windless Ancestor to protect our three sects in the southeast, so that I and the Lord of Zuogu can also rest assured and boldly go to support the imperial capital, do you think this is okay?"

Floating Cloud Sect Master Yun said slowly and lightly.

"This ........."

Xiao Huiming looked at the Floating Cloud Sect Master, and then at Zuo Daozhen, speechless for a while, looking very lost.

This Floating Cloud Sect Master is also clever and tongue-in-cheek, a big hat buttoned over, making his thoughts shattered in an instant, just imagine, if he still insists on going, it will be to abandon the three sects and ignore them.

"Alas, well!"

Xiao Huiming was a little frustrated for a while, in fact, he wanted to go to the imperial capital, helping was only one aspect, and more importantly, he wanted to take this opportunity to find out the whereabouts of his parents, after all, such a big event, as long as it was a little powerful martial arts sect and strange warriors, he would be present, and he could go to investigate it at that time.

Although in the past few months, due to various circumstances, he has been busy running around the Sanqing Sect and the Xuanling Valley, and he has not bothered to go up to investigate the whereabouts of his parents, but in his heart, he has always firmly remembered that he has never given up the confidence to search, and the longing for his mother has become stronger and stronger in his heart.

"Little doll, don't be discouraged, this is also a great task to protect the safety of my three sects, your current position in the hearts of everyone is not inferior to the master of this sect!

Zuo Daozhen glanced at the dejected Xiao Huiming in front of him, and a smile appeared on his plump face, and said to him with a smile.

Xiao Huiming was silent, depressed to the extreme, but there was no choice but to bow listlessly and clench his fists, bow to the two seniors, and slowly jump down to the flying immortal platform.

Zuo Daozhen and the Floating Cloud Sect Master looked at each other for a moment, and then nodded.

"Brother Jin, let's go. ”

Zuo Daozhen looked at the golden pupil condor that was still prostrate on the Feixian Terrace, and said loudly.

"Phew-"

A loud eagle beeping sound resounded between the heavens and the earth, and I saw the huge golden pupil eagle spread its wings, bringing a whirlwind, and then rose from the ground, instantly swept into the air.

Zuo Daozhen and the Floating Cloud Sect Master jumped on the back of the Divine Eagle in a flash, and then, they saw the Golden Boy Divine Eagle sprinting in mid-air, waving their wings vigorously, carrying the two of them and slowly disappearing in the direction of the imperial capital.

"Alas, this is another great opportunity to find a mother!"

Xiao Huiming stood on the high platform, looking at the two eagles who had already gone away, stunned.

"Little doll, I haven't seen you for many days, and now even the old man is going to be impressed by you, hehe!"

The Windless Ancestor walked over slowly, patted Xiao Huiming on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Thank you to the ancestor for sacrificing his life to save him that day, otherwise, the younger generation would have already disappeared, thank you for the ancestor for saving his life!"

Xiao Huiming looked at the windless elder who was a little haggard, and said with great emotion in his heart, and then knelt on the ground with a grunt, kowtowing to the ancestor.

Indeed, if it weren't for the help of the two ancestors without wind and trace, with his little bit of Taoism, in front of the fierce and vicious Delong and others, he would have been separated a long time ago.

However, why these peerless masters want to do something to a little doll who has a realm status and no reputation in the rivers and lakes, he has not figured it out until now.

"Hehe, get up, as long as you can be well, I will have no regrets with your traceless uncle, besides, you are now the great savior of everyone in my Sanqing Sect, if it weren't for you to break the demon of the painting, all of us here would have ceased to exist a long time ago, compared to it, our little help is nothing!"

The Windless Ancestor hurriedly stepped forward to help Xiao Huiming, looked at him and said slowly, with tears flashing in his eyes.

The fierce battle of that day, until now, is still vivid in his heart, the difficulty of that battle, except for the two of them, no one else can understand the difficulty, however, seeing Xiao Huiming's progress now, he is also very pleased in his heart, it seems that this little doll who gave up the possibility of continuing to cultivate and can be saved, whether it is character or cultivation talent, is so extraordinary, he also feels worth it.

Next, Xiao Huiming thanked each other with Master Yuzang and others, and under the arrangement of Master Yuzang, he and Xiao Xinyue arranged two rooms in the Tibetan Scripture Hall and rested.

The rest of the people also returned to their respective halls one after another, and the tension of several days had exhausted everyone, and in the process, they didn't feel anything, but as soon as they returned to the side room, they fell asleep one by one.

At midnight, all the people of the Sanqing Sect had already entered the dream, and all the scenery was integrated into the night, and if you looked closely, it seemed to be a monochrome ink painting.

Xiao Huiming, who was sleeping heavily, suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation, as if something tugged at his heartstrings, he thought he was too tired at first, and after waking up in a daze, he looked around and didn't see anything suspicious, so he fell asleep again.

"Brother Huiming, wake up!"

Just as he was about to fall asleep again, Xiao Xinyue's hurried shouting suddenly came from next door.

He got up with a grunt, hurriedly put on the new clothes prepared for him by the messenger of the Tibetan Scripture Palace, held the yin and yang paintbrush in his right hand, squeaked and pushed the door open, and wanted to run to the wing room where Xiao Xinyue was next door.

But when he looked at the little Xinyue's wing, the boss suddenly opened his eyes, and goosebumps all over his body rose.

At the door of the house, there was a very old woman half-squatting, holding a broken bowl in her hand, stretching forward tremblingly, her face full of folds snaking and crawling all over his face like old bark, and her thin body was like a bamboo pole, as if it would break if she was not careful.

However, her cloudy eyes, under the illumination of the moon, which had slowly emerged from the clouds, looked very strange.

Because, in that gaze, there was a faint automatic white light, although it could not be found without looking carefully, but Xiao Huiming still discovered this secret in extreme horror.

"Brother Huiming, I--I'm scared!"

The trembling voice of Xiao Xinyue in the wing room slowly came from the side room.

Xiao Huiming was also very frightened, in the middle of the night, such a master suddenly appeared, and no one had to be afraid.

"What are you --- you going to do?"

Xiao Huiming plucked up her courage and asked loudly to the old woman.

"Hungry ---- hungry -----"

The old woman slowly raised her head, looked at Xiao Huiming not far away with her cloudy eyes, her throat moved for a long time, and she muttered two words.

Hungry?

Is this old woman here to beg for food?

A question suddenly flashed in Xiao Huiming's little head.

However, he immediately denied it, these three watches in the middle of the night, came here to ask for food? This is a bit unreasonable, according to reason, ordinary begging for food are all active in Qingshan Town at the foot of the mountain, and they will not come to this sect to beg for food?

"Don't pretend, what the hell are you going to do?"

Xiao Huiming looked at her, raised her voice a lot, and asked loudly.

Of course, he didn't have to know what she was going to do in the middle of the night, but he wanted to be louder so that everyone else could hear it, and then rush over quickly.

However, he obviously miscalculated, the Feixiantai gathering in the past few days had already made everyone in the sect extremely tired, and he waited for a long time after speaking, and no one came.

"Oh--, I'm so hungry!"

I saw that the broken bowl held by the old woman's bamboo-like hand trembled more and more, and her shriveled mouth slowly highlighted a few words, and then she stood up slowly, and walked over to Xiao Huiming with the bowl little by little.

Huh?

Xiao Huiming was startled, a layer of fine cold sweat suddenly broke out in his little head, he hurriedly used the true qi around his body, and the yin and yang paintbrush in his hand suddenly emitted a golden light that was long and long.

"Don't come here, I'm not welcome if you come over again!"

Xiao Huiming looked at her with round eyes, and her right hand was slowly raised.

"Hey, there's a situation in the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Hall!"

Just as the old woman was slowly walking towards Xiao Huiming, in the far sky, there were several sounds of breaking the sky from afar, as if several people were quickly sweeping towards this side.

"Alas, if you don't give it, you won't give it, why do you have to do it with my bad old woman, I'd better go!"

Suddenly, the old woman who was walking slowly towards Xiao Huiming suddenly stopped moving forward, and then spoke slowly.

Xiao Huiming was shocked again, because her voice this time was no longer the grunting voice, but unusually clear.

Just when she was surprised, she saw the old woman slowly turn around, walk out of the courtyard, and gradually disappear into the night.

"Hall Master Huiming, are you okay?"

Just when the old woman disappeared not long ago, above the mid-air, several figures shot at a rapid pace, and the person in front of him was the Jade Treasure Master, and behind him, there were several disciples of the Guardian Hall wearing blue robes.

"I'm --- fine, but how do I feel like something is going to happen again?"

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