But after making sure that there were no other problems, Han Tu put the Spirit Devouring Sword into the spirit bag. Although the aura mark on it has not been erased, since the original owner is dead, it is only a matter of time before the original mark is erased rather than adding his own.

After doing this, Han Tu looked at the rooftops around him with his spare eyes, but found nothing unusual. At the beginning, the sense of crisis that Han Tu felt was not actually the young man in the courtyard, and this point was only after the young man's death, and he reacted with hindsight.

Enemies hidden in the dark are more likely to be feared than attackers. Therefore, even after dealing with the youth, Han Tu still did not dare to act rashly.

In this way, Han Tu stayed in place like a puppet. After a few moments, the figure suddenly disappeared, and in a few jumps, it disappeared from the spot.

After Han Tu couldn't leave, a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in the originally empty place on the eaves, like ghosts, imprinted in his mouth, making people shudder.

The eyes blinked humanely a few times, then vanished as if they had never existed.

......

The grand gathering for the selection of disciples is held every year, and it has become a common thing for people of the sect. Since the grand event had ended, the immortal cultivators and mortals present dispersed. Only the young woman who was in charge of presiding over the grand event remained on the stage, and the conductor sent his own disciples to clean up the mess.

Just as they were packing up and ready to leave. A young man stepped onto the platform and knelt down in front of the woman. With the woman's cultivation, she was aware of this young man as soon as she first appeared. The reason why she didn't choose to stop the other party was because she also wanted to see what this fourth-level qi cultivator wanted to do.

After the young man fell to his knees, he did not hesitate in the slightest, but immediately kowtowed. This young man had nothing else, but he had a lot of strength, and after a few strokes, he was already bleeding.

At this time, the onlookers and immortal cultivators who wanted to explore the immortal relationship had long since dispersed, and some were just fellow disciples who had joined the sect for many years. When they noticed the youth, they all looked coldly, but after the youth kowtowed, they changed their previous cold appearance and chuckled.

"Yo, there are such people every year, but what's the use?"

"yes, maybe you'll only die if you hit the south wall, right?"

"Qian'er, you go and let him bump it, so that he won't waste time here. ”

The girl who was killed by Qian'er was frivolous and slim, and her face turned red after hearing everyone's ridicule. Then he shouted and screamed, like a dominatrix, but it was a pity that he had a handsome appearance.

"Go away for the old lady! The old lady called Nancy not the south wall, how many times have I said it!"

After hearing Nancy say this, the senior brother on the side stepped forward and said with a straight face: "The master said that immortal cultivators should be fascinated by the people and solve problems for them. Right now, since someone needs your help, you just need to pretend to be the south wall to solve the problem. While strengthening your own Dao heart, you also help others, so why not do it?"

Nancy's face was black, if it weren't for the fact that this fellow disciple changed her serious appearance after finishing speaking, and laughed out loud. Maybe she'll believe it!

"Go away, go away!

After hearing what Nancy said, the other disciples said in unison: "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, then we'll go, and the aftermath will all depend on you!"

After speaking, while Nancy was stunned, these people had already left, leaving the former in place with a confused expression.

The woman has been watching them fight, her name, whether her group of disciples usually have nothing to do and always like to mix together, as long as she doesn't delay her cultivation, she doesn't bother to care.

After they dispersed, the woman withdrew her gaze and looked at the handsome young man in front of her again. It's just that at this time, his forehead is already bloody and blurry. From the beginning to the present, the young man has kowtowed like pounding garlic, and he has never heard of it, and a rough estimate should be forty or fifty.

In the end, it is an immortal cultivator, if a mortal continues to kowtow with such strength, I am afraid that he is already dead.

Although she has long ceased to care about worldly things, if someone really dies here, it will not be good for her reputation.

Thinking of this, the woman waved her hand slightly, and the young man stood up from the spot, looking reluctant, it seemed that he should be held up by incomparable strength.

After the young man was lifted up, he was obviously a little confused, but he quickly reacted and planned to kneel down again.

Seeing this, the woman's brows furrowed slightly, and then her fingers lightly touched in the air. The young man felt so frightened that he could not even bend his knees and kneel.

"You should have seen from the performance of my disciples, for us, no matter how much you do, it is just a joke. In fact, your talent is not bad, if you can reach the eighth level of Qi cultivation before the age of seventeen, you will still have a chance to join us. It's just that you are far from being able to do it now. ”

After speaking, the woman withdrew her aura, turned around, walked to Nancy's side, and waved her hand again, and all the things that had been packed on the stage disappeared in an instant.

"Qian'er, let's go. ”

"Yes...... Look, master, he's ......."

The woman groaned, then turned around to see the young man kneeling down again. She was really a little strange, what was the willingness to make this young man who seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old have such an obsession.

"Tell me why you're so persistent. ”

The young man raised his head, his face pale, and there was a trace of blood in his eyes.

"I want revenge. ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Inferior obsession, if it falls too deep, will only harm others and yourself." You go, even if you can meet the entry standard in the future, we will not accept you. ”

The young man's forehead was once again in close contact with the plank, and the sound was much louder than before. It's just that this time he didn't raise his head from Ma Shan, but kept this posture and whimpered.

Even in that pain, he didn't cry. But even if he was so strong, when he told the woman, tears couldn't help but flow down his cheeks.

"It's different, it's not the same. Love, affection, friendship, everything in this world will gradually dim and dissipate with time. But hatred will not, only hatred will not. With hatred, it took me a year to go from being a mere mortal with nothing to what I am now. Senior, take me. I beg you to pass on my skills and let me take revenge. In the future, after I take revenge, I am willing to give up all emotions and become a sword that serves you only and eradicates everything for you. ”

The young man raised his head, and he was exhausted, but he burst out with a strange look.