Ancient Sword Immortal Gate.

The interior of the shrine is enshrined.

Ye Xiaohu descended directly through this temple, so it was faster than he could use the Earth Movement Method and manipulate the auspicious clouds.

Ye Xiaohu had just appeared, and before he could see everything in front of him clearly, a low voice praying was heard in his ears.

"Ancestor, this is the last time I will come to pray. ”

"It's been three years. ”

"I've been praying every day for the past three years, and I've been longing for you to sense and return to our Ancient Sword Immortal Sect to give us auspiciousness and restore the damage of my primordial gods. ”

"But I waited day after day, year after year...... You still haven't returned, and now I can't wait. ”

"I can't continue to consume the resources of the sect for my own sake, and the sect will be affected. ”

"Perhaps, it's time for it to come to an end. ”

“......”

No way!

Ye Xiaohu looked over.

I found a sick young man who was ready to die.

It seems to be forcing the palace.

If the gods do not come.

And he died here.

What the is this script?

Lao Tzu just borrowed the power of the temple for a while, and as a result, you staged such a big drama for me?

If he dies in front of him like this.

Say, "Have I seen it, or have I not seen it?"

Ye Xiaohu is very square.

Really square.

If he dies and does not save him, once the matter is spread, it will be detrimental to his name as a god.

After all, this place is a shrine, and there is an unfamiliar idol enshrined in the temple.

Even if the other party didn't sense this matter, if he sensed the situation here later, he could still investigate the information that Ye Xiaohu appeared here.

So he couldn't dodge, so he could only come to the rescue.

Who made him unlucky.

With a helpless sigh, Ye Xiaohu used his divine power to cut the rope on the beam.

Immediately after using the divine light move, the golden light came to the front of the sick young man.

"Old, Ancestor......"

The sick young man's face changed drastically.

Originally, he had no hope left, and he really planned to end his life today.

Unexpectedly, his affectionate remarks really forced the Immortal Ancestor out, which made him overjoyed and said: "The disciple knows that you will definitely sense the disciple's prayer." ”

"Ahem!"

The Ancient Sword Immortal Gate really has a great background!

When Ye Xiaohu heard the words of the sick young man, he knew that the other party's ancestors had been immortals, but he didn't know why he was lonely, so he could only live in a corner and live in a small town like Xifeng Town.

However, he was not the other party's Immortal Ancestor, so he could only respond awkwardly: "You misunderstood, I am not your Immortal Ancestor, but Ye Xiaohu, the land prince of Xifeng Town." ”

"Ahh

Hearing Ye Xiaohu's response, the sick young man's face turned even paler.

So he took a closer look at Ye Xiaohu, and then looked at the statue behind Ye Xiaohu, and found that the two people were indeed not very similar, so he couldn't help but smile awkwardly and said, "You are Lord Ye Xiaohu, the land prince of Xifeng Town?"

"Yes, it's me. ”

"Then how did you get out of the statue of our Ancient Sword Immortal Sect Ancestor?"

"Ahem...... Temples all have something in common, and I'm just borrowing a quick lane. ”

"Oh......"

The sick young man obviously didn't understand what Ye Xiaohu meant by the fast lane.

Just when he was staring at Ye Xiaohu with a confused expression, Ye Xiaohu diverted the topic and said, "Boy, I see that you have injuries on your body, and the Yuan Shen seems to have suffered a heavy blow." ”

"Lord Divine Spirit. ”

The sick young man smiled bitterly, and then introduced Ye Xiaohu: "My name is Xuanyuan, and I am the eldest disciple of the Ancient Sword Immortal Sect. Three years ago, when he was stationed in the ore vein, he had a conflict with someone, and after a fight, he was injured by the other party. In the past three years, the real person in charge of the sect has used countless heavenly and earthly treasures, but there is still no way to deal with the injury of my primordial god. ”

Hearing the words of the sick young man Xuanyuan, Ye Xiaohu couldn't help frowning.

He could see that this guy named Xuanyuan had a good talent, no worse than the little Taoist Xiao Yitian.

Moreover, he also entered the path of cultivation early, so it stands to reason that his cultivation is very strong.

However, trapped by the injury of the Yuan Shen, not only was there no way to continue cultivating and advancing, but his body was getting worse day by day.

This made Ye Xiaohu surprised: "Who is the other party, who would make such a ruthless move?"

"The empty man of the Haohai Immortal Gate. ”

When the sick Xuanyuan said this name, his eyes were full of angry expressions, obviously he was so ruthless to the other party, he had always remembered it.

But his anger soon turned into a bitter smile.

Because the other party has been improving, he has become a waste, and he can't get revenge back at all.

Ye Xiaohu glanced at him and sensed the loss and despair in his heart, so Ye Xiaohu looked at him for a while and said, "I can help you repair the injury of the Yuan Shen, but the premise is that you have to do me a favor." ”

"Divine Spirit, are you really willing to help me?"

The sick Xuanyuan was overjoyed.

In fact, when he was just injured, he also prayed to the mountain god Liu Fenglong for help.

However, the relationship between the mountain god Liu Fenglong and the Ancient Sword Immortal Sect was not very good, so he couldn't wait for the power of the Ancient Sword Immortal Sect to weaken, and then let the Xinghai Immortal Sect replace him.

Therefore, when the sick Xuanyuan heard that Ye Xiaohu was willing to help him, he couldn't help but be surprised: "As long as you can help me, Lord Spirit, then as long as it is not against my Xuanyuan's wishes, I am willing to help." ”

"Don't worry, I'm a god, so I won't let you do something unreasonable against your personal will. ”

Ye Xiaohu held his forehead with his hand, feeling that the trust between mortals and gods was too poor.

However, Ye Xiaohu didn't want to continue to dwell on this issue with Xuanyuan, only to see Ye Xiaohu say to Xuanyuan: "In fact, my matter is also very simple, I hope you can help me introduce the head of the Ancient Sword Immortal Sect, I want to talk to him about something." ”

"Faith?"

"So to speak!"

"But we don't trust the outer gods. ”

Xuanyuan glanced back at the immortal ancestors enshrined in the Temple of Divine Eyes, and the meaning was very clear.

Ye Xiaohu frowned, he hadn't considered this question before.

However, he had already come to the Ancient Sword Immortal Sect, so naturally he had no idea of leaving directly, so Ye Xiaohu shook his head and said to Xuanyuan: "How can you know the result if you don't give it a try?" And I am different from other gods, I am confident that I can negotiate this cooperation with your Ancient Sword Immortal Sect." ”

Xuanyuan didn't know why Ye Xiaohu was so confident, but he also felt that this was a good opportunity, so he agreed to come down to Ye Xiaohu and introduce Ye Xiaohu to the head of the Ancient Sword Immortal Sect.