Seeing Elder Zhang suddenly like this, the leaders of the other sects had different expressions. Some sneered, some expressionless, and some even gloated, obviously guessing why Elder Zhang suddenly became angry. Of course, most of the people were sympathetic to Elder Zhang.

Facing the furious Elder Zhang, Han Tu didn't dare to reply for a while. He could only give Huang Yaojie a look, signaling that he wanted to comfort Elder Zhang.

Huang Yaojie understood and nodded.

"Grandpa, listen to me, that horse-faced old man may be dead!"

At this time, Elder Zhang was already in anger, and he couldn't hear the voice in the outside world that he didn't want to hear. Thanks to Han Tu for not shouting himself, otherwise he would have been ignored.

If there was anyone present who said something that could make Elder Zhang, who was in anger, listen to a few words, then Huang Yaojie was undoubtedly one.

After hearing this, Elder Zhang took a few deep breaths, and then returned to the back of the lion eagle.

"Xiaojie, is this true? Didn't you lie to comfort your grandfather?"

At this moment, Huang Yaojie felt that the godfather who got along with him day and night seemed to be much older, and he couldn't bear to lie again, so he said truthfully.

"This is all analyzed by Brother Han Tu, the horse-faced old man should be dead. ”

After speaking, Huang Yaojie looked at Han Tu, obviously wanting to throw this question to him. Elder Zhang also looked in the direction where Han Tu was and asked.

"You say, what's going on. ”

After Han Tu organized the language, he told him what happened after he came out of the inheritance space for the second time. Of course, there are things about inheritance space and moon rhyme, and some things that can't be avoided are just summarized in one sentence.

"In this way, there is some truth, the one who can put things into your spirit bag out of thin air must be a master in the Yuan Infant Stage. Since this is the case, it can be said that he killed a demon cultivator with his own hands. ”

After saying that, Elder Zhang stood up and drove the lion eagle back to the Dust Slashing Sect.

Before leaving, Han Tu subconsciously looked in the direction where Ling'er was. Because the latter was also looking at her, they happened to be looking at each other.

Both of them were stunned for a moment, and then turned their heads away.

Han Tu sighed, he didn't expect time to be so fast, in the blink of an eye, the Sword Immortal Domain was over, and he couldn't say a few words to Ling'er.

Not long after Ling'er turned her head away, perhaps because she was afraid that Han Tu would never be seen again after she disappeared, she hurriedly turned her head and planned to take one last look at Han Tu. But it happened to be unfortunate that he was opposite Han Tu's smiling gaze.

If you don't talk about it now, maybe you will regret it for the rest of your life.

At this time, the lion eagle has gradually drifted away, and it is still impossible to spread through sound. Fortunately, the eye of the immortal cultivator is outstanding, so Ling'er can understand the meaning of Han Tu at such a distance.

Nice to meet you and look forward to meeting you next time.

......

The lion eagle was very fast, and after flying for a while, a fierce man burrowed into the sea and headed for the depths of the sea. When he first came, Han Tu didn't even notice because there were too many people, or because he cared too much about the Sword Immortal Domain, and the lion eagle's feathers seemed to be protected by something, and there was no sign of getting wet.

After returning to the Dust Cutting Sect, its head also recruited Han Tu and others as soon as possible and asked them about their gains.

This evergreen grass was of no use to them, so Han Tu naturally answered truthfully.

"Back to the master, the disciple got a total of two immortal grasses. ”

"The disciple gets three plants. ”

"Back to the master, the disciples are also two. ”

Before Han Tu and the others reported the results of the battle, the head of the sect had always been sullen, obviously having heard Elder Zhang report on why the disciples had died so much.

In fact, anyone who has cultivated to his level will not be easily emotional, let alone affect his mood for the sake of a few dispensable low-level disciples.

In his opinion, even if these low-level disciples were all dead, the impact on him would be minimal.

The reason why he showed a sad expression was entirely because he had no hope for a few disciples who were not yet at the tenth level of Qi cultivation with Han Tu.

But after he heard Han Tu's spoils, he suddenly stood up from the stool.

"Okay, good, good, seven long-lived grasses at once, this is also a good history. I really didn't expect that just a few of you could get so much evergreen grass, okay, okay!"

"Qin Si. ”

"The disciple is here. ”

"Take them to the Tsukiji Hall, each evergreen grass can get a Tsukidan, you can choose it for them!"

After the head finished speaking, he took the immortal grass into his arms, looked at it carefully, and no longer paid attention to the meaning of everyone.

The one who was called Qin Si was a woman in the early stages of Yudan who looked to be in her twenties on the outside, but was actually almost fifty years old. He is also one of the personal disciples of the head of the family.

After she broke through to the stage of knotting, her cultivation never made any progress at all, as if it had stopped.

Therefore, he chose to take a back seat and take over the important responsibility of taking care of the foundation building.

The temple is located halfway up a large mountain, and is supported by four large stone pillars that are large enough to make a large space. Qin Si walked into it with Han Tu and the others, and reminded the latter to keep a close eye on his footwork at all times, so as not to fall into chaos and receive unnecessary harm.

Curiosity kills cats, of course Han Tu understands this truth. Therefore, no matter how magical the surrounding scene is along the way, whether the other party is showing the mystery of the starry sky or showing the beautiful woman, Han Tu has not wavered at all, and he has no intention of touching it.

Not to mention Nalan Chunxiao, she seems to be different from ordinary girls, and she is not interested in some shiny things.

Not to mention Huang Yaojie, who was originally a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, naturally completely obeyed the orders of his elders, and did not dare to cross the line at all.

Qin Si didn't look back, but he was still able to see the actions of Han Tu and the others through the reflection of the wall. When he saw Han Tu and the others so knowledgeable, he still showed a satisfied smile.

After passing through a doorless door frame, Han Tu and the others came to a fairly wide space, and in the very center of this space was a translucent sphere, which also contained pills of different colors.

Qin Sile said to everyone: "Looking at your doubtful eyes, you shouldn't know anything about Tsukidan, right? In fact, Tsukidan is not a swarthy pill as you imagined, but a colorful one. When cultivating immortals, choosing the right technique will get twice the result with half the effort, and when choosing a spell, it will also give priority to the attributes that are suitable for your spiritual root. ”

"And so is Tsukidan......"