"Three days!" Xiao'er hurriedly replied, as if he was afraid that someone else would snatch it.

Bai Ye asked again, "Recently, there has been a strange situation in Thorn City?"

Xiao'er thought for a while and said, "It seems that there is, about half a month ago, there was an earthquake in Thorn City, which frightened our shopkeeper at that time, in case Thorn City is finished, he will be bankrupt!"

"Ahem!"

At this time, there was a coughing sound from the front cabinet, and the feeling was that the shopkeeper heard Xiao'er talking bad about him.

Xiao'er smiled and whispered: "Our shopkeeper has good ears!"

Bai Ye and Wu Ling glanced at each other and smiled, and then he asked again: "Do you know the direction of the earthquake?"

"Probably to the east!" replied the child, uncertain.

"Recently, have there been other sects that have entered Thorn City, such as Thorn City!"

"In this way, it seems that there are a few, it just so happens that my tea shed is opposite the Demon Gate, I can see it really, at that time, the Lord of the Demon Gate also greeted me personally, but it's a pity, where do we ordinary people know what the big sect is like, maybe it's just a fantasy!" Xiao'er laughed at himself, could it be that he once had the idea of cultivating?

Regardless of these, Bai Ye had already heard the news he wanted, so he motioned for Wu Ling to leave.

"Objectivity, your Spirit...... What!" Halfway through the conversation, Xiao'er hurriedly changed his words.

Bai Ye didn't look back, waved his hand and said: "For you, by the way, tell your shopkeeper, if he dares to take it back, I will break his dog's legs!"

Many guests saw that Xiao'er's face suddenly brightened, which was in stark contrast to the old black face of the shopkeeper.

On the way, Bai Ye didn't wait for Wu Ling to ask, so he explained the conjectures one by one.

"Since the earthquake in Thorn City, the Demon Gate has issued an invitation order, which is very strange in itself, as far as I know, the power of the Demon Gate is not strong, but it can attract the big sects to come, which further exacerbates my speculation!"

"Then look at the various sects that have entered the Demon Gate, which one is not in a hurry, if it is a grand event, it will never be this kind of expression, so I guess the earthquake half a month ago is very likely to be the birth of some secret!"

Hearing Bai Ye's conjecture, Wu Ling was very surprised, maybe it was Bai Ye, a fool on weekdays, who formed a strong contrast with him at this time, making her unable to adapt for a while!

"In that case, should we avoid it?" said Wu Ling, not without concern.

But Bai Ye looked excited, shook his head and said: "I know what you are worried about, it is nothing more than that you are afraid of seeing the people of Thorn City, you can rest assured, since it is a secret, whether it is an ancient tomb or something, the sect will inevitably send core disciples to come, as long as we disguise ourselves, they will not be able to recognize us!"

Although Wu Ling was still not at ease, since Bai Ye was confident, she didn't have much to say, besides, the birth of Mi Xin was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could she not be tempted?

Seeing that Wu Ling agreed, Bai Ye couldn't wait to pull her and buy the required outfits on the street.

This two came and went, and it was getting late.

Just when Bai Ye was about to find an inn to rest, he saw a depressed scholar sitting on the ground with a pile of books in front of him.

In normal times, it is not very conspicuous, mainly because the sky is getting dark, the roadside stalls have long been removed, and the scholar is alone, which looks a little desolate.

Somehow, Bai Ye walked over on a whim and asked, "Little brother, how do you sell these books?"

After asking three times in a row, the scholar raised his head lazily, staring at him with a pair of empty eyes, like a living dead.

The scholar is about thirty years old, with unkempt hair and a full beard, and he is also in the prime of life, but he turns a blind eye to the beauties around Bai Ye, what happened to make him so decadent?

"How can he ......" Seeing this, Wu Lingdang was a little unbearable, standing behind the three of Bai Ye, and whispered: "This person is pitiful, why don't we help him!"

The three of Bai Ye nodded and shouted again, "Let me ask you, how do these books sell?"

The scholar raised his arm with difficulty, raised a finger, and said weakly: "Ten Superb Immortal Essence Stones!"

"What?" Bai Ye was suddenly annoyed, he was kind enough to help him, but the scholar opened his mouth widely, and a bunch of broken books asked him for ten top-grade immortal spirit stones?

"Alas!"

The scholar sighed, as if complaining: "There are many laypeople in the world, I would rather starve to death than be in the company of you laymen, you go!"

"You!" Bai Ye was extremely angry, a broken scholar, he was embarrassed to say that he was a layman, this tone could not be tolerated.

"Smack!"

The sound of Zhu Yu falling came, and there were ten more top-grade fairy spirit stones in front of the scholar.

Bai Ye said indignantly: "Oh, these are ten top-grade fairy spirit stones, just send them to call Huazi!"

With that, he packed up the books and took them away.

The moment he came into contact with the book, he was stunned, and then, under Wu Ling's surprised gaze, he turned around, took out a hundred top-grade fairy spirit stones from the Qiankun bag, and respectfully placed them in front of the scholar.

"Let's go!" After doing this, he didn't say anything, and hurriedly left with Wu Ling.

"What's going on, why did you give so many top-grade fairy spirit stones to the scholar?" Wu Lingdang kept asking.

Bai Ye didn't answer, just casually dropped the package on the side of the road.

"What are you doing?" Wu Ling was in a hurry, and was about to stop him, but was dragged by Bai Ye.

Just when she was about to ask, her vision was blocked by a book, and there were three big words written on the book, "Soul Whipping"!

"Soul whipping?" Wu Lingjing muttered blankly, not knowing what was so special about this book.

The three of Bai Ye smiled faintly and said, "Let me ask you, how much is an immortal-level spell worth?"

Wu Ling didn't think about it, and said, "One hundred thousand top-grade immortal spirit stones!"

The three of Bai Ye nodded with satisfaction and said, "I only used one hundred and ten top-grade fairy spirit stones to buy one, do you think I earned it?"

"Impossible!" Wu Ling covered his mouth and said in disbelief: "How can that down-and-out scholar have an immortal-level spell?"

The three of them shrugged their shoulders and said, "The ghost knows, but this soul whip is not a combat skill, but another secret skill!"

Seeing that Wu Ling didn't understand, he couldn't explain more, so he proposed to find an inn to live in first.

When he was settled, he sat alone in his room, and then he had time to study the soul whip.

The soul whip is written by a person named Wang Kun, Wang Kun calls himself a god-level Dan master, and has made countless alchemies in his life, but his qualifications cannot break through to the god level until he dies, so he leaves this trick for future generations, hoping that the Wang family can rely on this book to continue.

"It seems that the down-and-out scholar is Wang Kun's descendant, but it's a pity that ......" Bai Ye sighed and stopped thinking about it.