Everyone's eyes focused on the past, only to see the gray light fall above the platform, and a figure jumped down from the gray flying sword.

This is a black-faced man about thirty years old, dressed in a gray robe, and his hair is very strange with dense braids.

"The younger generation is happy to meet Uncle Jing!"

I saw that the black-faced man saw the man's face, quickly lowered his head, stepped forward and bowed.

"Musician's nephew, why are you? After a while, it will be a big competition in the sect, why don't you go to retreat and practice hard to fight for the top ten, and then go to recruit loose cultivators and are not afraid of wasting time?" The feminine man seemed to know this person, and asked in some surprise.

"Uncle Jing, you also know how cruel the competition for the top ten is. The juniors went out this time to see if they could buy a few magic weapons and quickly increase their strength. The black-faced man said with a smile.

"Then the spirit stones rewarded for this sect mission will be given to you first, there are only sixty, I will temporarily lend you some to make up a hundred, I hope you can break into the inner gate this time!" The feminine man took out a storage bag from his body and threw it over.

"Lexing has thanked Uncle Shi!" The man took the storage bag and said gratefully: "If the master and nephew can break into the top ten, I will not forget the great kindness of the uncle today." ”

"Work hard to cultivate, I value you very much! That's it, when you get to Wuyin Mountain, I'll arrange a quiet job for you, and you can go to Fang City to have a look." Jing's surname Zhuji nodded slightly at him.

The man kowtowed a few times to the man surnamed Chaojing gratefully, and then his gaze quickly scanned the crowd, and when he met Han Yu, he avoided it as if nothing happened.

"There's something wrong with this guy!" Han Yu's heart sank slightly, and the rest of this guy all nodded their heads, but they dodged when they met his gaze.

"Okay, let's go when everyone is ready!" the man surnamed Jing said with a quick glance in his eyes.

I saw him take out a cyan flute from the storage bag and start blowing it casually.

Half a cup of tea, from the sect flew a giant python more than 20 zhang long, full of gold, hovering above the stone platform, the huge spiritual pressure brought by the huge body, so that everyone felt a little breathless, the feminine man jumped up directly.

More than a dozen disciples let out bursts of exclamations, their eyes revealing a look of longing, obviously impressed by this giant python.

Han Yu quickly raised his head and looked carefully, the spiritual pressure of this rare golden python was stronger than that of the Iron Eagle, it should have reached the late stage of foundation building, and there was a silver giant horn with an inch long on his head, maybe when this giant horn grows into a dragon, it will be the day he transforms.

"The spiritual pressure on this guy's body is not as strong as the giant python, it shouldn't be something he can tame, this should be the spirit beast of the sect!" Han Yu secretly guessed in his heart.

Han Yu had a good relationship with the Mine Rat and the Iron Eagle, but it was delusional to subdue them, and the monk had to at least cross a big realm if he wanted to subdue the spirit beast.

The poison bird of the Sun family was still accepted by the former Jindan ancestor of the Sun family, and left a mark in the spirit beast's body and became a family spirit beast, otherwise it would be impossible to control it with the strength of the Sun family.

However, in the future, I will be fortunate enough to find a substitute spirit beast, which looks majestic and imposing!

"All come up and stand honestly, don't move after you come up, I can't care if you anger the golden python and throw you down!"

The feminine man turned a blind eye to the look of adoration on the faces of the disciples below, and instead warned coldly.

Only then did the disciples of the Edgeworth Sect suddenly realize, and one by one they flew onto the back of the giant python in fear.

The next moment, the feminine man pinched the trick, and the giant python flew away in a certain direction.

Han Yu found a random place on the python's back to sit cross-legged, and couldn't help but smile secretly when he saw those ordinary disciples who looked scared and didn't dare to leave.

Han Yu sat on the ground and pretended to cultivate, but his eyes quietly squinted into a slit, and he quietly observed the black-faced man through a few disciples.

I saw him sitting cross-legged next to the man surnamed Jing, silently studying an ancient book in his hand, but his eyes swept over inadvertently, and saw Han Yu sitting cross-legged and cultivating, and there was a wisp of murderous intent in his eyes.

Han Yu, who was squinting, caught the slight tightness in his heart when he saw that look, and thought about the things before and after, was this person sent by the Wu family or the He family?

Han Yu closed his eyes and thought silently, his brows furrowed slightly, it was not difficult to find an opportunity to kill this person, but it was not cost-effective to expose himself because of this.

Ten days later, over a hidden mountain range filled with clouds and mist.

A golden python roared from afar, and in an instant came to the sky above the mountain, only to see a tower in the distance, and countless thatched houses below.

Seeing the giant python flying, many figures came out of the Moutai house, and excitedly let out a deafening cheer towards the golden python.

Under the leadership of the man surnamed Jing, a group of disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect got off the giant python one after another, and looked curiously at the bottom of the mountain.

I saw that this building was cleaned clean, and most of the middle-aged and elderly cultivators below were holding children in their hands, these children should be their sons and nephews, and they came to see if there was a fairy fate.

Seeing the giant python landing, those scattered cultivators knelt on the ground one after another to pay respects, and the sect monks who had just come down from the giant python showed a smug look on their faces.

Han Yu's eyes flashed slightly when he saw Sanxiu, if he didn't return the storage bag, he would probably come here to seek immortal fate, and with his poor qualifications, he would definitely not be recruited into the door.

"Listen, each of you has received a magic weapon and brought people from all over the world to test the spiritual aperture and spiritual root. You remember, there is no shortage of geniuses with qualifications to defy the heavens in the casual cultivation, and Xu Tianlai of the inner gate is a talent excavated by Senior Brother Ma's discernment, and Senior Brother Ma has also successfully stepped into the foundation building period because of Xu Tianlai!" The man surnamed Jing saw that the disciples below were in a mess, so he said loudly.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the monks showed excitement.

Han Yu stood in the corner with some disdain in his heart, most of the children who went to receive it were descendants of loose cultivators, how good could their qualifications be?

As the saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, how good can the spiritual root qualifications of the descendants of the scattered cultivators who are already very poor in talent be?

It is those thousands of peasant children who can produce geniuses, but there are too many of them, and it is impossible for the sect to pull them one by one to test, and they can also be annihilated among sentient beings.

Of course, there are also people like Han Yu who accidentally stepped into the immortal path, and their luck was slightly better to become a casual cultivator to accumulate some spirit stone resources, looking forward to the younger generations to shine in the sect.

"You guys familiarize yourself with the environment here, and then come to me to get the map and magic weapons!" said the man surnamed Jing and walked into the tall building.

As soon as they heard the man's words, most of the disciples immediately dispersed in a hurry, and they all controlled the flying magic weapons to check the surrounding environment, and some monks flew into the scattered cultivation below to see if they could exchange for any treasures.

Han Yu thought for a while, and followed the feminine man's footsteps to the hall in the distance.

As soon as the feminine man reached the main seat, he saw a pockmarked face following in from behind, and his face was slightly surprised.

"Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, Han Yu pays a visit to Uncle Jing!" Han Yu respectfully bowed to him.

"Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts, Han Yu, it turns out to be you little guy!" The feminine man was a little disgusted when he saw Han Yu's pockmarked face, and suddenly said when he heard the familiar name.

"Could it be that Uncle Shi recognizes the junior?" Han Yu rolled his eyes and said with some surprise.

"Naturally, I don't know you, one of my juniors is Jing Huan of the Chuan Gong Pavilion, and she recommended you to participate in this mission, so you must have some friendship. The feminine man said with a slight smile.

"It turned out to be Senior Sister Jing!" Han Yu said with an excited expression on his face.

With Han Yu's mind, Jing Huan confirmed his judgment, that black-faced man Lexing should have been sent by the Wu family.

Han Yu's impassioned words in the Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts lost the face of the old man surnamed Wu, and even removed him from the position of steward.

I happened to meet Wu Feng in the Bibo Palace, and Wu Feng had a leg with Jing Huan, so Han Yu was forcibly sent to carry out this task.

Obviously, that Lexing is the killer sent by the Wu family, and he wants to take advantage of this time to evaporate from the world.

On the surface, there is no involvement of the Wu family in this matter, so it will not anger the boss, it is really a good calculation!

Han Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a wisp of gloom flashed.