Han Tu nodded, then put the severed arm back in its place and retreated the way it came.

As the bald senior brother said, there is no danger in this era that would lead to the complete extinction of the creatures on this continent.

As a result, no one will choose to cultivate the broken arm anymore. As for Han Tu, he would not be impulsive to exchange it out because of the speed of the moment, or the covetousness of the broken arm that is comparable to the intermediate exercises.

When he came to the bald senior brother, Han Tu handed over the inferior magic weapon. The former took out a palm-sized magic weapon from the side, and then swept it at the trident provided by Han Tu. Han Tu's contribution points have already been deducted.

At the same time, the room where Han Tu was previously began to make loud noises. The bookshelves around the scattered rooms began to be pieced together, returning to their original form, and then vanishing.

And the room where Han Tu was before was also restored to its original state, as if it was quietly waiting for the next person to arrive.

Just as Han Tu was about to say a few polite words and leave, the room next to him also came out thinking that he was a girl. At this time, she had already coiled up her hair, and she looked quite delicate, if there were no other beauties present, then she could barely be called a country and a city.

And this person Han Tu also knew, and it was the new initiation disciple he had just met two days ago, Miao Yiting.

But ah, it's only been a few days since I entered the door, where is the contribution point to exchange things?

The bald senior brother seemed to understand Han Tu's meaning and spoke.

"Senior Brother Han, don't you know, she is in the limelight now, and there are even vague signs of overpowering another new disciple. Especially her innocent appearance, I don't know how many people meet in their dreams!"

Hearing this, Han Tu rarely said a joke.

"In this way, Miao Yiting is also your dream lover, senior brother?"

The bald brother's face turned red.

"Nonsense, by the way, I know what you mean just now, and I know what you are wondering about. Are you wondering why she has contribution points that can be redeemed here?"

Han Tu nodded.

"Because she, when she participated in the mission yesterday, she accidentally found a complete and mutated two-star demonic beast core in the stall where mortals set up and sold it!"

Hearing what the bald head said, Han Tu couldn't help but be shocked.

That's a Warcraft core! And it's complete, if the attributes are good, it can even be made into a magic core!

Han Tu looked at Miao Yiting with some envy, and the latter obviously also noticed his gaze, and couldn't help but blush. After avoiding Han Tu's gaze, she came to the bald senior brother and handed over her trident.

It's the same operation again, the bald senior brother only has a fist-sized magic weapon with a sweep, and all the contribution points that should be deducted are deducted.

"Multi-...... Thank you, brother. ”

Her voice was so small that if the bald brother didn't pay attention, he might not be able to hear it.

"Little things, that's what I'm supposed to do. ”

Miao Yiting bowed and left silently.

After she left, the bald senior brother gradually withdrew his gaze and muttered a few words.

"It's just that the character is a little bad, this is not the life of a mortal, her character is destined to not live long......"

After leaving the bald brother, Han Tu returned to his room and began to recall the three spells that had been imprinted on his divine sense.

Fireball, exorcism, rootless water.

Forehead......

Rootless water will be forgotten for the time being......

Han Tu set his sights on the other two spells.

The fireball technique is really useless for him now. Therefore, it is naturally not too high a priority. But in this way, all that remains is exorcism.

But...... As soon as it came to objects, Han Tu immediately thought of his darts. He looked at the number of darts in the sac, and then muttered to himself.

"There aren't many left, and it seems that it's time to find an opportunity to go to the world and find a blacksmith to build some. ”

He took out a dart and placed it in the palm of his hand, and as he sat cross-legged on the bed, he quickly fell into a state of steady.

I don't know how long it took, but the sky was getting dark, as if to announce that the day was over. Han Tu's room, which did not light a candle, was naturally dim, and Han Tu, who was sitting motionless on the edge of the window, seemed to be asleep.

At the same time, the dart on Han Tu's palm suddenly floated up and spun rapidly, and Han Tu also opened his eyes at this time. You know, when people have their eyes closed, their attention is the most concentrated. But now, Han Tu suddenly opened his eyes, and the dart was also tilted towards Han Tu because of the uneven force, and flew towards him in the next breath.

Fortunately, the dart is controlled by himself, and even if it gets out of control in the end, he can still grasp its general direction. Therefore, he just turned his head slightly and dodged the dart.

Han Tu exhaled, then stretched.

He really didn't expect that this was just an entry-level spell, and it would be so difficult.

Because there is no moon in the barrier of the Dust Slashing Sect, the room of Hantu without lighting a candle has become pitch black, and nothing can be seen.

Simply, Han Tu gave up his cultivation tonight and chose to sleep beautifully.

After a while, Han Tu went to the mountains to practice during the day, and returned to his room at night to practice the art of exorcism.

During this period, Huang Yaojie had already passed the customs and successfully broke through the foundation building period and became the senior brother of most of the disciples in the Dust Cutting Sect.

In terms of strength, Han Tu should also be called Senior Brother, this has nothing to do with age, it is completely because of cultivation. But Huang Yaojie, who broke through the foundation building period, didn't mean anything at all, but still called Brother Han of Han Tu sweetly. The latter has been wondering if this Huang Yaojie likes men......

And Nalan Chunxiao didn't know what was going on, so he ran to the world every once in a while, and the time to practice in Sword Mountain was also reduced a lot. By the last few days, she was no longer even visible.

In the past few days, I have been catching up with Han Tu to take the new disciples and experience the Sword Mountain, but I don't have much time for myself. In desperation, Nalan Chunxiao's matter can only wait for himself to finish this period of time, and then ask a few words.

At this time, Han Tu was standing in front of this group of five disciples who were getting started, and told him about Lianjian Mountain. Of course, there is more or less concealment in this, and as for the reason, I'm afraid only Han Tu himself knows it.

"Senior Brother Han. A girl with an extremely nice voice and a fairy looked like a fairy suddenly spoke: "Is there any secret to this Sword Cultivation Mountain?"