Xia Ye quickened his pace, and the front was exactly what the white tiger was pointing at before he died. He concentrated all his consciousness and spread in this direction.

He sensed the location of the big-eyed girl, but the situation didn't seem to be good.

After a while, the black dog took the lead in sprang out. It was also found.

The big-eyed girl fell unconscious after a boulder. There is a stone next to it, and it is difficult to find it if you don't pay attention, so it should be a big white tiger who hurriedly placed it here.

Xia Ye took a brief examination and found that there were no obvious external injuries on the body. It's just that the hands and feet are cold, the breathing is weak, and the condition is extremely bad.

Yang Erniu was stunned from the side, and several inquiries were ignored by Xia Ye. It even felt like the big black dog didn't take him seriously at all.

Is this the idiot?

Xia Ye put the girl on his back, didn't say a word, looked around a little, identified the direction and turned to leave.

I had good luck all the way out, especially Yang Erniu had a lot of harvest, and he was full of "trophies" he had picked up.

The summer harvest is also large. He picked up a person, although unconscious, life and death were unknown, and from time to time his mouth still emitted dreams of fear.

Three days later, the trio returned to Tonggu Town. Xia Ye immediately carried the girl to the pharmacy in the town.

The doctor recognized Xia Ye, and even more recognized the real gold and silver that Xia Ye threw on the table.

After a diagnosis, the old doctor was still unwilling to shake his head, and said "The gods are difficult to save", and looked at the ingot of silver with regret, so he made a gesture to chase away the guest.

The gods are difficult to save, so look for the immortals! Xia Ye doesn't know where he got this obsession from.

Now the town of Tonggu is full of gods.

Touching the short blade wrapped around the coarse cloth around his waist, Xia Ye hoped that it would be worth some money in the eyes of the immortals.

So he carried the girl on his back and went straight to the "Xianlai Building" in the center of the town.

There are immortals on the Xianlai Building, and the Xianlai Building was originally built for the five-year Demon Ceremony.

"I want to see the immortals of the Zhengyang Sect. Xia Ye said to Xiao Er, who just came out of Xianlai Building.

Xiao Er glanced at him, looked at the person on his back again, and understood a little.

"Since you are an immortal, how can you say that you can see it?"

"I'm going to find an immortal for help. Xia Ye was unwilling.

Xiao Er ignored it and entered the door by himself. Then he turned around and raised his hand and made a gesture to the boy to turn away the door.

Xia Ye gently put down the girl on his back, took out the short blade on his waist, and shook it slightly, and the coarse cloth turned into shards and fell, revealing a cold light.

"I have a magic weapon to offer!Please save your life!!" Xia Ye knelt down and raised his short blade.

The sound was so loud that it attracted many monks to gather around.

Anyone can see that this is a good blade.

The sharp-eyed one shouted, "Spirit weapon!"

Suddenly, the crowd gathered more, and there were all mortal monks, but none of them stepped forward.

The strong are respected, and they all know that if the young man is really a spiritual weapon in his hand, it is not that he can be contaminated.

The shopkeeper of Xianlai Building came slowly, and the crowd made way for a passage.

"Master Zhao of the Zhengyang Sect asked you to take her in. The shopkeeper said to Xia Ye.

Xia Ye's heart was relieved, and he nodded hurriedly and handed the short blade to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper waved his hand and motioned for him to take it himself.

Xia Ye recognized at a glance that Master Zhao was the old man of the Zhengyang Sect who had previously organized the Demon Punishment Ceremony, at least he was a spiritual cultivator.

The old man took the short blade, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his expression became solemn, and he kept looking at the short blade, and then pinched a formula.

The short blade seemed to come to life in an instant, floating in front of the old man. Then it began to fly, bringing with it a cold light.

A moment later, the cold light flickered, and the short blade was nowhere to be found.

The old man opened his mouth and said lightly: "Yes, it is a spiritual weapon, although it is a low-grade weapon, but it is very much in line with my heart." I can heal her for you. ”

"Thank you, Immortal Chief!" Xia Ye bowed to the end.

"I am Zhao Baiping, the steward of Baicao Peak of Zhengyang Sect, this woman has been ill for a long time, her heart is damaged, and she has been stimulated recently, and her life is not long. Steward Zhao said with a pulse. Seeing that Xia Ye was anxious to speak, he said unhurriedly, "Fortunately, I met me, and it will take me a lot of effort to save her, and your short blade can barely resist it." ”

"This spirit cleansing pill, once a day, you give it to her three times, and it will be fine. Steward Zhao handed Xia Ye a black pill, the size of his thumb.

Xia Ye took it, thanked him again, and then carried the unconscious girl on his back and prepared to leave.

"Young man, where did you get this short blade?" Steward Zhao asked suddenly, his tone could not be refused.

Xia Ye had already thought of an excuse, "Hui Xianchang, it was picked up by my father in the mountains when he was hunting. ”

"Your father?"

“...... He is a town hunter who was attacked by brutes half a year ago and is dead. ”

Steward Zhao pondered for a moment, and then said, "Are you willing to follow me to the Zhengyang Sect to cultivate?"

Xia Ye couldn't help but jump when he heard this, isn't this what he has been looking for for a long time? ”

Steward Zhao waved his hand: "It's too early to call a disciple, when you arrive at the sect, you have to test the spirit first, and you can only practice if you have a spiritual root." Come here and see me in five days' time. ”

After Xia Ye left, Steward Zhao fell into deep thought.

This short blade is full of spirituality, and it is obviously not as simple as the low-grade spiritual weapon he said. With his spiritual cultivation, it is not yet completely recognizable, and it may even be a high-grade spiritual weapon.

It doesn't matter if it's what this kid said it is. The important thing is not to let other people know that he has offered such a magic weapon to himself. Huaibi is guilty and troubled.

On top of that, he wasn't sure if Natsuno really knew the value of the dastard. Now many people in Xianlailou know that he gave him a spiritual weapon, and the best thing is to control him in his hands.

So he temporarily decided to take him back to the sect, and what to do with it after that was up to him. This trip already had the task of recruiting disciples.

Xia Ye didn't think about it that much, although the old monk master said that the pies falling from the sky might be traps.

Now I'm afraid that even if he knows that it might be a trap, he has to jump on it.