The next few days.

Ye Xuan took Su Zhexue to play in the valley and play in the Huoling Herb Field, without any worry about the things around him.

They are not in a hurry, some are in a hurry.

For example, the Detailed Saint.

The saint Linglong is smart enough to notice Su Zhexue two days ago, but it was not until today that he came to him.

The color of the Fire Lamp Grass is very beautiful. After growing to half a person's height, it gradually turns into fiery red. The fields of Fire Lamp Herbs are like burning clouds in the sky, swinging with the wind, forming waves of fiery red waves, which are so beautiful.

Su Jiexue ran through the waves and fled in the medicine field, startling up groups of fire lampworms.

In addition to biting people and hurting, these insects are actually very beautiful when flying in groups.

The saint Linglong stood beside the Huoling Herb Field, stopped Ye Xuan, and asked slightly angry: "She came from Shenmu Valley, right?"

Since it has been guessed, it is useless to deny it.

Ye Xuan admitted openly: "I came from Shenmu Valley."

"Since the people from Shenmu Valley are here, why don't you tell me? You won't let her see the Holy Lotus." The expression of the Saint Linglong was a little gloomy, because the last little hope in her heart was slowly extinguishing.

"Who said that people from Shenmu Valley must have a way to save the Holy Lotus?" Ye Xuan looked at her and asked back.

The saint Linglong frowned and hummed, "At least she should be asked to see the Holy Lotus, what if there is a way to save it."

"So what? Save the Holy Lotus and let Yan Tianye destroy it again? Or save the Shinto Seed and hand it over to the Tian Yao in the end?" Ye Xuan looked at her, with a little teasing in his tone.

The saint Linglong was stunned and realized that this was a big problem.

Now so many people are staring at the Holy Spring Pool. No matter who it is, whether it is to save the Holy Lotus or the Shinto Seed, they will not get any benefit in the end. They will either be taken away by the Heavenly Demon or fall into the hands of those powerful martial god realm masters in the valley.

If the seed of the divine will eventually fall into the hands of the demon, Ye Xuan would rather not save that seed.

"What do you want to do?" asked the Saint Linglong.

"Of course, when no one is fighting, go quietly to save the Holy Lotus."

When the two talk.

Su Zexue ran back lightly and asked with a smile: "Who is this?"

She had actually realized that the woman who was talking to Ye Xuan was very strange. She had no vitality on her body, but she didn't have any death energy, just like a wooden sculpture.

"Saturai Shui Li from five hundred years ago." Ye Xuan introduced.

Saint Linglong took the speech and corrected: "My name is Linglong, I am only twenty years old, not five hundred years old."

When you die, you will be twenty years old, and then you will be twenty forever. This is indeed true.

"Hello." Su Zexue owed her body, treating her as saying hello.

"You can save the Holy Lotus, right?" The Saint Linglong asked the most concerned question directly.

Su Zexue did not answer, but turned to look at Ye Xuan.

The saint Linglong frowned and asked, "Do you have to listen to him in everything? If you can save the Holy Lotus, I can promise you many conditions."

"I haven't seen the Holy Lotus before, so I may not be able to save it." Su Zexue expressed some apology in her tone.

"As long as you are willing to try..." Saint Linglong wanted to continue.

Ye Xuan interrupted, "You know very well that under what circumstances we will try. Before that, nothing will be useful."

"Okay, I will find a way." After saying that, Saint Linglong turned around and left.

...

Seven days passed, and the elders of the Li clan and more than a hundred martial god realm powerhouses in the valley gathered again at the Holy Spring Pool of the Temple.

Today is the deadline given by the Heavenly Demon Messenger of the Immortal Temple.

These days, the strong men present thought of many ways, but they could not save the Shinto seeds.

Yan Tianye was very anxious. If there was no other way today, he would definitely be punished by the superior of the Heavenly Demon.

"Everyone, can there be a way to save the Shinto Seed? Is there no one who can do so many strong people present?" Yan Tianye shouted to the people present, hoping that someone could stand up.

But it's useless. If someone can do it, they will take action a few days ago.

Besides, everyone has a small plan in their mind.

In front of so many people, saving Shinto Seeds may not be able to get any benefits in the end.

If the seed of the divine will eventually fall into the hands of the Heavenly Demon, it will be even more unhappy.

At noon.

The team of Heavenly Demons attendants from the Immortal Temple appeared again, flew to the Holy Spring Pool, and shouted in a posture of looking down at the people, "Yan Tianye, the seven-day deadline has arrived, where is the Shinto Seed?"
Chapter completed!