Both the hero and the villain are my cubs [Transmigration Book]

"You..." Qingyu's disciple raised his eyebrows and pulled out his sword, "Don't think that you are a disciple of Wuxu Sect, we are afraid of you!"

Although those disciples drew their swords, they were still hesitant to face Xiao Huangying. After all, the move that Xiao Huangying stopped their sword just now showed extremely powerful power!

"Okay, then come." Little Huang Ying clenched the hilt of her sword tightly, her sword eyebrows were handsome, and the sunlight in the small secret realm was reflected in her pale golden pupils.

"Since you don't know what to do, don't blame us for being rude!" The group of Qingyu disciples looked at each other. Although the boy in yellow in front of him was powerful, there were so many of them!

Qingyu taught five or six people to attack Xiao Huangying.

Little Huangying's pair of soft swords opened and closed, making a humming sound, and collided with the sword of the opposite person.

Hongling watched the people fighting in front of her, fluttering her wings excitedly: "Chirp!"

Ling Zixi grabbed Hongling's two small wings and pressed them in his palm: "Don't make trouble."

Although there are many people on the opposite side, Ling Zixi can also see that the strengths of the two sides are not at the same level. The people on the opposite side forcefully fight against Xiao Huangying is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

However, Ling Zixi still quietly held the Yuxi sword, ready to go to the front if Xiao Huangying showed any disadvantage.

As a person in the middle stage of the third stage of becoming a mirror, how could Xiao Huang Ying be afraid of this mob, her pair of soft swords were like swimming dragons, and the golden light flowed, and everyone retreated wherever they went.

Soon, everyone in the Qingyu sect was covered with scars, and some of them had poor cultivation, and their Taoist robes were all torn by the sword energy, and they were in a panic.

The person who first provoked little Huang Ying was holding his arm, and blood was flowing from his tattered Taoist robe. He no longer had the previous arrogance, nor was he blindly confident that they could fight little Huang Ying because of their numbers: "Get out, get out quickly!" !"

After the order was issued, the disciples of Qingyu Sect ran faster than rabbits and disappeared without a trace.

Little Huangying turned her head and looked at the gray-clothed boy together with Ling Zixi. The boy's face was bruised and purple, stained with dust, but his eyes were extremely clear and sparkling.

"Many, thank you Jiang Ying and Zixi for saving each other..." the young man said in a low voice.

"You know us?" Ling Zixi asked in surprise.

"Yes." The young man whispered, "I am also a disciple of Wuxu Sect."

Ling Zixi looked at him. In fact, he was not so much a young man as he was too thin. Judging by his appearance, he should be over twenty.However, he has delicate features, and despite the dust on his face, he is very comfortable to look at.

"What's your name?" Ling Zixi asked.

"Shao Zijin."

Jiang Ying said, "You are a new disciple."

Jiang Ying has been in the Wuxu Sect for many years, and the person in front of her looks unfamiliar, and her cultivation level is low, so she should be a new disciple without a doubt.

"Yes." Shao Zijin nodded, "I am a disciple of mortal origin."

Jiang Ying and Ling Zixi looked at each other, which made sense. Disciples of mortal origin generally have not very good aptitude and few resources, so their cultivation is very passive.

"Where's your sect robe?" Jiang Ying asked.

"...was broken by some people." Shao Zijin whispered, "So, I changed into ordinary clothes."

It seems...he should have been bullied by some people.

Ling Zixi sighed: "Your cultivation base is so low, why did you take the risk to come to the secret realm?"

Shao Zijin suddenly raised his head: "I have poor aptitude and low cultivation level, but I am also a Taoist."

"It is precisely because of my low cultivation base that I want to make a living here. What if I can find my own opportunity?"

Ling Zixi looked into Shao Zijin's eyes, but there was a little light in the depths of those timid black pupils.

Ling Zixi felt a little empathy for Shao Zijin's words, didn't he feel the same way, for the opportunity of Qianchencao, didn't he hesitate to come to the secret realm?

I am only in the middle stage of Condensing Pearl Realm, but I really want to break through in cultivation!

If you are timid, afraid of this and that, you will never be able to be diligent.

"Okay." Ling Zixi nodded, "Will you come with us?"

Since fellow disciples, Ling Zixi and Jiang Ying didn't mind taking him for a ride.

"No." The boy shook his head, looked at the small white flower on the ground, and said firmly, "I think it is my chance."

Ling Zixi looked down at the little flower. The petals of the little flower were like white jade, thick and textured, very warm and shining with a little streamer.

"This is a white emerald magnolia." The little yellow warbler whispered.

"White Emerald Magnolia?" Ling Zixi really didn't know this kind of spiritual herb, "What is White Emerald Magnolia?"

"It's an extremely rare spiritual herb." Xiao Huangying explained, "It can be used as medicine, and it can be used as a panacea for healing injuries. It is also helpful for cultivators to inhale the fragrance of its flowers."

Ling Zixi nodded. It turned out that this white emerald magnolia is so powerful, no wonder those people from the Qingyu sect wanted to snatch it up just now.

Shao Zijin sat in front of the white emerald magnolia, and began to realize the Tao when facing this flower.

This seemingly inconspicuous little flower actually possesses enormous energy.

Maybe it was the fragrance of the flower that tempered Shao Zijin's physique, maybe it was the little flower that aroused Shao Zijin's sympathy, in short, seeing Shao Zijin devote himself to enlightenment here, neither Ling Zixi nor Jiang Ying wanted to disturb him anymore.

"Let's go," Jiang Ying said.

"En." Ling Zixi nodded.

For ascetics, a grain of rice or a drop of water may resonate with them, which is nothing more than normal.

The road ahead was flat, and Little Oriole had consumed a lot of spiritual power just after fighting, so the two decided to walk a certain distance.

Ling Zixi took out the spirit-gathering pill she made from the space, and handed it to Jiang Ying: "Little Huang Ying, eat."

Jiang Ying's eyes lit up. If you talk about pills, what Zixi made is really delicious.The taste is good, and the aura contained in the elixir is also sufficient, no worse than Fang Hengdian's, or even worse.

No wonder those people in the county wanted to buy Zixi's elixir, and they wanted to stock up a big bucket too!

"Okay, Zixi." Little Huang Ying took the pill from Ling Zixi's hand, threw it upwards, and put it into her mouth like eating jelly beans.

Seeing little Huangying's actions, Ling Zixi couldn't help laughing.

The Juling Pill was eaten by the little Huang Ying, and it quickly replenished the little Huang Ying's spiritual power, but it still took a little time to replenish.

The two walked forward talking and laughing, not noticing the two hidden figures behind them.

A young man dressed meticulously, with thick eyebrows like ink, and distinct facial features held a mirror-like magic weapon, and looked at Ling Zixi through the magic weapon, his eyes were full of deepness, even with a little excitement and surprise: "That is a magic weapon. Only a half-demon."

"Great, our Hui Zhengsi is the existence of subduing demons." The person next to him said, "Qi Lue, if we catch it, it can offset our mistake of sneaking out."

"En." The one named Qi Lue nodded.

"It seems that the half-demon has already condensed the bead. If you hand over his demon bead to the master, the master's skill can improve again, and he will forgive you!" The man said, "But, beside the half-demon, there are A powerful immortal cultivator may not be able to catch him, what should I do?"

"That half-demon is pregnant." Qi Lue said in a deep voice, "We can't touch him at this time, but we can poison him, hurt his body, wait for the opportunity, and capture him in one fell swoop."

"Good idea!" said the other, "Qi Lue, you still have a way! But... isn't it a bit too much for us to do this...?"

"Monsters are inherently unacceptable existences in the world. We just eliminate demons to protect the way and uphold justice." Qi Lue said lightly.

"That's right!" The other also swore, "We are doing harm for the people!"

Qi Lue poured his spiritual power into the magic weapon, shook it slightly, and an invisible poisonous sand floated along the wind towards Ling Zixi, penetrating into Ling Zixi's heart.

……

Ling Zixi was chatting and laughing with little Huang Ying, when suddenly, he felt a chill in his lower abdomen.

"What's the matter, Zixi?" Little Huangying asked with concern.

"It's okay..." Ling Zixi frowned slightly, and put his hands on his lower abdomen, feeling a little cold, "It's a little uncomfortable, it's okay, let's continue on our way."

"Is your stomach uncomfortable?" Little Huang Ying became nervous.

Ling Zixi was also very concerned about the child in her womb, felt it carefully, and she didn't feel the same way as before: "It's really fine."

"That's good." Little Huang Ying raised her soft sword, "My spiritual energy has almost recovered, Zixi, let's go with the sword!"

"Yes." Ling Zixi nodded, stepped on the sword, and supported Xiao Huangying's waist.

"Let's go--!"

Little Huang Ying was full of spiritual power and full of vitality, and the two flew forward like a stream of light.

I have to say that Yujian is much faster than rushing.

Ling Zixi stood behind Xiao Huangying, took out the map, observed the surrounding terrain, and judged the location of the two.

About half a day later, the two walked about half of the distance, and saw a huge garden below, with the splendor of various spiritual herbs in it.

Of course, there are also immortal cultivators who found here in twos and threes.

"Come on, let's go down and have a look." Little Huangying turned her head and said to Ling Zixi.

"Okay." This seems to be a garden full of spiritual grass, maybe it is the back garden of a certain Da Neng, what if there is a thousand morning grass?

Even if not, there might be other opportunities.

They came for Qianchencao, but when they encountered an opportunity, there was no reason not to fight for it.

What's more, if other people took the opportunity but they didn't, wouldn't they be at a disadvantage if someone scrambled for the Thousand Morning Grass?

Little Huang Ying took Ling Zixi to land quickly, and when they landed at the entrance of the garden, they found a plaque on the garden that said "Fairy Grass Garden", with aura flashing on it, and the meaning was compelling, obviously it was mentioned by a powerful person.

It seems that this is undoubtedly the residence of Da Neng.

Next to the gate of the Immortal Grass Garden is a large array, and those cultivators are offering various magic tools and various spiritual spells to fight towards the array.

Xiao Huangying and Ling Zixi were about to join in when a group of menacing people came to the gate of Xiancao Garden.

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

"The young master is Ji Chang, the young master of the Qingyu sect!" Someone lost his voice.

I saw that the group of people surrounded a man with extremely bright clothes and sharp eyebrows. He was holding a small magic weapon in his hand. The small cauldron shone with orange light, which was obviously an unusual magic weapon.

This person is undoubtedly Ji Chang, the Young Master Qingyu, who is known by everyone.

Ling Zixi and Xiao Huangying looked at each other, and they both remembered the conflict with Qingyu's disciple not long ago.

Someone whispered something in Ji Chang's ear, and Ji Chang raised his head to look at Ling Zixi and Jiang Ying: "It's you who hurt my Qing Yu sect disciple?"