On this day, Aya'er was still sitting listlessly in the sea of knowledge.

Mo Wudao's Yuan Shen loss has almost recovered, and it is estimated that he will be able to wake up in the next two days.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Aya'er's cute face suddenly showed a touch of surprise, and her mouth pursed slightly, "There are actually people in this place, I don't know if it's a bad person." ”

"Hehe, but it doesn't seem that the cultivation is high, even if the master's brother is asleep, the Star Mark Sword can protect us. ”

Aya'er's face showed a hint of reassurance, and then with a small move, the Star Trace Sword retracted its own bright purple light, turned into an ordinary long sword, and inserted it beside Mo Wudao.

In the woods not far from Mo Wudao.

Two figures, one old and one young, are climbing to the top of this mountain with some difficulty.

"Grandpa, is there really a treasure on the top of this mountain? You can't be an old man with faint eyes and hallucinations, right?"

A little boy of about eleven or twelve years old, his immature face was covered with sweat, his eyes were big, and he was full of innocent cuteness.

The old man looked quite old, but his eyes were bright, and he was even more agile than the child in his movements.

But the cultivation is actually not very high, and this old man is just a Jin Dan cultivator.

In the mortal world, it may be a generation of masters, but in the cultivation realm, the cultivation of the Jindan period is a true and true low-level monk.

The old man reached out and slapped his grandson's little head.

"Your grandfather and I are old, but our eyes are not yet clear enough. ”

Then the old man frowned and pondered for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and said in a low voice: "Seven days ago, there was indeed a flash of light from the birth of a strange treasure on the top of this mountain, although it was only a flash. ”

"Oh!"

The grandson didn't believe his grandfather!

There are nearly 100 people in the village, and the others have not seen it, but the grandfather has seen it alone, which is a bit coincidental and mysterious no matter how you think about it.

The younger grandson is more inclined to the grandfather to lure him to climb the mountain and exercise!

"Grandpa, if we really find a strange treasure, then should we hand it over to Miaoyinmen?"

"Naturally, it has to be turned in. ”

The old man sighed a little helplessly, and the little grandson snorted coldly, as if he was very unhappy with this wonderful sound, and complained in a low voice.

The old man stretched out his hand to hit again, but after thinking about it, he lowered his palm.

Miaoyinmen is the master of this three-hundred-mile radius, a sect that enters the Tao with music, and according to its comprehensive strength, it is not even a middle-grade sect.

But in this three-hundred-mile area, it is a well-deserved boss and the strongest force.

At the mention of this wonderful sound gate, the grandfather and grandson seemed to be in a bad mood, and they did not speak, but continued to climb to the top of the mountain.

"Grandpa, there seems to be a person in front of you, and a sword!" The little grandson was the first to see the figure lying on the ground in front of him.

I was about to rush over, but I was pulled by my grandfather.

Although grandpa's cultivation is not high, his knowledge is not shallow.

"I don't know if my friend is resting here, the little old man is disturbed, please don't be surprised!" the old man bowed his hand respectfully.

Waited a moment!

The top of the mountain was still silent, and the old man frowned, letting his grandson stay where he was, and taking a few steps forward with courage.

Finally, he saw the young man lying on the ground, dressed in a non-quality robe, with blood stains on his chest.

Moreover, the breath of this young man, although it has not disappeared, is very faint, and it comes and goes.

"The young man seems to have been seriously injured. ”

The old man was immediately alert, and searched around with a nervous face.

In the end, he even had the audacity to release his not very powerful Jindan Monk Sense, but he didn't find any danger nearby.

"Maybe they escaped from somewhere else. The old man guessed.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

The grandson not far away had been waiting for a long time, and he ran over quickly despite his grandfather's advice.

"Wow, this brother is so handsome!"

"Hey, this sword is so beautiful, and it looks so sharp. ”

The little boy looked at Mo Wudao's blood-stained clothes, pulled the corner of his grandfather's clothes, and asked, "Grandpa, this brother, is he dead?"

The old man shook his head, "It's not dead yet, but it seems to be seriously injured and unconscious." ”

"Then let's take him back, this brother is unconscious, if the wild beasts of the mountains come and eat him, how miserable it will be!"

Grandpa did get tangled.

Although his own cultivation is not high, he can see that the unconscious young man on the ground is not an ordinary monk.

Just by the material of the clothes on his body, it is better than the clothes worn by the ruling forces here, the disciples of the Miaoyin Sect.

The spirit sword beside him, although it looked dull now, just the exquisiteness of the sword body, it could be seen that it was not ordinary.

Moreover, within a radius of several miles, there is not a single bird, beast, insect or ant that must have been frightened by the monk's residual power.

It's easy to bring this man back.

But after bringing it back, I have to think seriously about the consequences.

If this person is a good person, it is fine, but if he is a cruel monk, not only will he not be grateful to them, but he will even kill them.

Moreover, if this person's enemies find out that he and others are related to him, what if he is angry with them?

"Grandpa!

Seeing that his grandfather was stunned and did not speak, the little boy called out a few times again, and finally called the old man back to his senses.

"Xiaobao, this person, I'm afraid we can't save it!"

In the end, the old man intended to deal with it in the most conservative way.

"Why?"

The little boy looked incomprehensible, "Didn't grandpa teach his grandson not to die without saving?"

"This ······"

The old man also looked helpless, this is one thing, but doing it is another!

There are so many factors that go into this.

The little boy snorted, lowered his body, stretched out his little hand and put it on Mo Wudao's forehead, and then looked happy.

Then he put his hand under Mo Wudao's nose, felt a faint breath, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"This brother is still alive, and his body temperature is normal, grandpa, let's take him back!"

"Let him lie here, pitiful. ”

In the middle of knowing the sea, Aya'er felt the sincerity of the little boy, and after making sure that the two of them had no malicious intentions, with a move of her little hand, the Star Trace Sword turned into a streamer of light and escaped into Mo Wudao's dantian.

"Ahh

The little boy exclaimed, and then he was very curious to lift Mo Wudao's clothes, wanting to see where the spirit sword had disappeared.

But he was stopped by his grandfather and picked up from the ground.

"Since Xiaobao has asked for it, let's take him back!"

The old man has also heard that the top magic weapon has spirituality and will automatically protect the master.

Now that the young man's saber has escaped back into his body, it probably shows that he believes in the two of them, so presumably this person will not be embarrassed when he wakes up.

The old man picked up Mo Wudao on his back, took his grandson's hand with one hand, and walked quickly down the mountain.