Zhao Xianzong went all the way to the south, and he didn't need any foreign objects to walk in the sky so far, and he rolled in the air like a fairy.

Since it was just a matter of luck, Zhao Xianzong didn't have a clear goal, he stopped and stopped all the way, and as for whether Han Li was really in the Southern Realm, he was not sure at all.

Han Li was naturally suspicious, maybe he was deliberately confusing his vision at that time, and of course, it was very likely that the virtual was the real and the real was the virtual, and everything was uncertain.

If he was in the same realm as this Han Li, this person would inevitably be the great enemy of life.

However, he didn't need to worry too much, he believed that the Seven Sects of the Yue Kingdom would do their best to investigate Han Li's whereabouts in the near future, and he would definitely know about it at that time.

But can these people grab the Heavenly Bottle, or even if they do, can they get it from these people?

These are all follow-up things, and it is impossible for a person to be able to count everything as a last resort, let alone cultivate himself in a weak situation.

"Ah" The terrible scream came from afar, although it was extremely weak, but with Zhao Xianzong's cultivation at this moment, it was still accurately heard.

Divine sense probing is mind-consuming, so under normal circumstances, monks do not release their divine consciousness all the time.

As a result, the surging divine consciousness instantly swept over a radius of hundreds of miles, and in the induction of the divine sense, a bloody massacre was being staged more than thirty miles southwest of him.

This seems to be a small village in the mountains, several figures are moving around, like black smoke, where people are turning on their backs, blood mist is rushing, and the screams are really from the mouths of these murdered people.

A little boy was hiding behind the haystack at the head of the village in horror, his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to see the murderer's face.

"Chatter"

"Senior brother, there's a little ghost head here"

A cold and piercing laugh suddenly sounded in the little boy's ears, and then the little boy felt that the world was spinning, and in an instant he was held in the air by a withered yellow hand.

The entire mountain village is just composed of more than a dozen hunters, although these three people are only practicing qi cultivation, but to ordinary people, they are heaven and earth.

In a short period of time, except for the little boy in his hand, all men and animals died, and it was extremely miserable.

The little boy was lifted in his hands, and when he saw the tragic scene of the village with his own eyes, his eyes were red, and the flames of hatred burned in them.

It's just that the person is small and weak, how can he be the opponent of the monk, the black-robed monk used a little force, and the little boy snorted a few times, and his face turned pale.

"Senior brother, there is still a little baby here, why don't we take it back and practice it as a child corpse. ”

"Senior brother is lucky, this little baby's talent is not excellent, but it is acceptable, but it is cheap for you. ”

After saying that, the three of them took the little boy and hurried towards the distance, these three people are casual cultivators, all of them are practicing qi cultivation, and they can't enter the big sect with poor talent, so they just do such a cruel thing, and the big towns don't dare to go, so they can only kill and plunder such a small mountain village.

Just as the three of them were about to march quickly, they were all stunned without warning and stood in place.

Although the little boy is young, he is also smart, and he can naturally understand what the three of them said before, although he doesn't know what the child corpse is, but he thinks that his life will be lost, and at this moment he saw that the three of them stopped, and struggled desperately for a while.

"Puff" went exceptionally well this time, and fell to the ground after a slight struggle.

It's just that he didn't care about the pain in his body, and he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

In his eyes, the three black-robed demons were supposed to be invincible existences, but at this moment, they were paralyzed on the ground, lifeless, and there were not even any scars on their bodies.

Although he didn't know why, he was still very happy, but then his eyes turned red, and he turned around and ran towards the small village behind him, which was already a sea of fire.

"Mother, Daddy!"

Helpless, miserable, desperate voices echo across this small village, but they are destined to receive no answer.

I don't know how long later, when the little boy finally stopped crying, a figure appeared behind him out of thin air, without a trace of air fluctuations, like a phantom.

So when the little boy turned around and saw Zhao Xianzong in a dark robe, he was so frightened that he stumbled and sat on the ground.

"You.. Are you with those demons?" said the little boy, his voice trembling.

Zhao Xianzong smiled slightly when he heard this: "No, the real people of the Nine Sects of this seat, passing by here, saw that these three people were the one who caused trouble, so they got rid of them." As he spoke, he pointed to the three people who fell to the ground and died for a long time.

"Then are you a fairy?" the little boy looked curious, and there was an endless look of yearning in it.

"Immortals, hehe, this seat is not yet, but to you it is equivalent to an immortal. ”

Hearing this, the little boy immediately fell to his knees, and his little head slammed on the blood-stained ground.

"Ask the gods to accept Xiaonan as an apprentice, and ask the gods to accept Xiaonan as an apprentice. ”

Zhao Xianzong looked at the little boy in front of him who kept kowtowing and smiled slightly, and with a flick of his big sleeves, he held him up and said, "What is your name, how old are you?" ”

Feeling this immortal method, the little boy was very respectful, "Xiao Nan is nine years old, his name is Xiao Nan, and his surname is Li." ”

Looking at Xiao Nan, who looks like a villain, Zhao Xianzong said, "The past is over, from now on, you will be called Tiannan, and the past will pass away with the wind."

"Thank you, Master, Tiannan obeys the Master's orders!"

The voice is immature, the talent is acceptable, but the heart is excellent, if this son is trained well, he will be a strong party in the future.

"Tiannan, there are no long things for the teacher, there are still some objects on these three people, you go and get them yourself, it is your apprenticeship"

"Thank you"

The small figure, ignoring sadness and fear, heard the words and walked towards the bodies of the three people who had been dead for a long time.

Rummaging left and right on the three of them, they also found a lot of small objects, but they didn't have any cultivation, whether they couldn't open the storage bags of the three people, or they were only put away under Zhao Xianzong's reminder, and they would be dealt with after they were repaired.

"Tiannan, everything is done, go with the teacher, stay in a pure place, and pass on the Dharma for the teacher. ”

After speaking, he didn't care whether Tiannan followed or not, and went directly towards the southern jungle, but this time he walked in and did not rise in the sky.

In the dense forest in the southwest of Tiannan District, two figures, one large and one small, walked slowly.

After walking for only a moment, Xiao Tiannan couldn't help but ask, "Master, who are those who killed my parents?"

Zhao Xianzong stopped and stood when he heard this, and saw that Xiao Tiannan's eyes were still full of hatred and said: "No matter who they are, you should not be blinded by hatred, secular people often say that hatred is the driving force, but I and other monks can't do this, there is a lot in my heart, although I can not be afraid of life and death, but it is inevitable that I will act radically and biasedly, and this way is not advisable." "As for those people, they are just a few loose cultivators, and they have already died, and your revenge will be avenged. ”

"Are all the masters of the Scattered Cultivators such heinous demons?"

"Tiannan, you remember, my generation of monks doesn't care about the difference between good and evil, these three people were killed by their teachers because of their poor cultivation, you can naturally think that he is heinous, but what if their cultivation is far better than being a teacher?"

"These three people act like this because this is their 'Dao', the 'Dao' that the teacher said, is not something ethereal, but a person's means of doing things and cognitive views are called 'Dao', these three people have no sect or sect, they have average talents, and they have no hope of building a foundation all their lives, let alone seeking the Tao for immortality, but these three people have found another way, practicing these exercises in vain to fight for that glimmer of life, this is not wrong, it is your words to change places, what will happen to you?"

"But Master, they killed my parents! Killed so many people!" Xiao Tiannan looked puzzled and his tone was angry.

"Yes, it's because it involves yourself that you can't jump out to see the truth, Tiannan, you are still young, you will understand in the future, but you remember one sentence, my generation of monks never kill for the sake of killing"

"Never kill for the sake of killing?"

Xiao Tiannan muttered this sentence, looking at the master who had already walked forward, he was speechless, with his age, he naturally didn't understand the meaning, but it did not prevent him from imprinting this sentence deeply in his heart.