After standing on the stage, they each stood on either side of the platform, divided into two groups, and performed separately.

One of them is doing all kinds of interactions with seemingly ferocious beasts, such as tiger mouth probes, pythons and other high-risk actions. The other group, led by young women, does difficult movements and is proficient in the use of props such as fire rings.

As a semi-closed country, Xuandu naturally can't see these things in normal times, and only the immortal meeting once every five years, these mortals have the opportunity to see the lineup of the circus.

It's just that the group of people led by the delicate woman is obviously a branch of acrobatics, but at this time they are mixed with the circus people, it seems that it is not very easy, right?

Thinking of this, Han Tu frowned slightly, and couldn't help but think in his heart.

I heard Huang Yaojie say before that immortal cultivators would choose to bring some mortals to serve their daily lives, so that they could devote all their body and mind to cultivation.

Could it be that these so-called circus people, and those who are performing acrobatics, are all mortals in the sect? Only when they wait in this way will they be pulled out to confuse the public?

The more Han Tu looked at it, the more he felt that his guess might be true.

The circus performance ended quickly, which also made Han Tu feast his eyes. After all, it was the first time he had seen a circus show in person.

After the performance, the old man came to the stage again and said with a smile: "Hehe, today's circus performance has ended, but I saw that there are many people present who have circus talents, or know some acrobatics or circuses. Next, how about we invite them to perform on stage, how about helping them have fun?"

"Good!"

"Okay!"

"Master, let them go on stage!"

As soon as these mortals saw the place where they had fun, the circus ended. Just when they were feeling angry and about to scold, they heard the old man say this, so they kept shouting hello.

"Why hasn't anyone come on stage yet?"

When the old man saw this, his face was full of smiles.

"Don't be anxious, I think someone will be on stage soon!"

While speaking, a rather strong middle-aged man walked under the platform and came to the stage with a slight jump, his expression full of confidence, but it was very contagious to the emotions of the people around him.

The onlookers saw that this person seemed to have some ability, and applauded him one after another.

"Come on, good man!"

"That's right!

Seeing this, Han Tu shook his head helplessly. These mortals really like to join in the fun.

Immediately after, he looked at the sturdy man in the ring, and after a slight sense, Han Tulu really looked like this. The man on this platform was indeed an immortal cultivator, and it looked like he should be twenty-three or four years old. As for cultivating for Han Tu, it is not clear, and he can only vaguely feel that the other party is much higher than himself.

The sturdy young man on the stage raised his hands to his chest and sighed, then rubbed them a few times. It seems that he wants to show his kung fu first.

But how can immortal cultivators care about fist and foot kung fu?

Han Tu's eyes widened, could it be... This person is the physical cultivation that Gu Qi once mentioned?

Thinking of this, Han Tu secretly opened his black pupils, intending to see what was so strange about the other party. After all, according to what Gu Qi said, physical cultivation is on the top of fellow practitioners, but it can completely suppress spiritual cultivation.

Moreover, Han Tu also wanted to take this opportunity to see if he could have anything to do with the upper body cultivation. After all, he doesn't have a good means of attacking now, and most of them still rely on the Question Mirror and Dagger to attack. But if the other party is a physical cultivator, then there is no point in doing so.

After all, even if he can make the other party fall into an illusion and temporarily lose his combat effectiveness. I can't do any damage to it, because my body is already invulnerable......

Speaking of the young man on the stage, who seemed to be finally ready, he clasped his hands in front of his chest, and then twisted it a few times, making a few rattling sounds.

Immediately afterward, he began to shake his neck again, doing the same thing, making the same noise. But just as he was about to show his powers, the old man from before suddenly walked up behind him.

I saw the old man stretch out his finger and tap a few times on the young man's back. Then there was a few clanging sounds, as if metal was striking. Then, before the young man could react, he had already flown off the platform.

He stared at the old man with some confusion, and then showed a look of resentment. The young man secretly said in his heart that one day, after he became an immortal, he must make the other party pay the price.

But what the young man didn't expect was that with such a small belly, he had basically cut off the possibility of becoming an immortal......

Most high-level immortal cultivators are of good character, and those with bad hearts are only a very small part of high-level immortal cultivators.

Moreover, among these high-ranking monks with bad hearts, only a few of them were born vicious, and most of the others were born to be vicious, so they would let go of themselves and do some evil things because their longevity was approaching.

When the old man threw the man off the stage with ease with his weak body, it did not arouse the suspicion of those mortals in the slightest. The latter naively thought that these were all part of the circus.

After he had done these things, he didn't pay attention to the young man's intentions, and naturally he didn't notice the young man's resentful expression. Of course, it is more likely that the old man actually noticed the strangeness of the young man, but he did not pay attention to or guard against the other party in the slightest.

After all, he was the most Dan Stage cultivator, if he went to guard against a low-level disciple in the Qi Refining Period, he was afraid that he would be laughed out of his big teeth.

After throwing the stout young man down, the old man spoke again: "This man is too ink, if you are also inked like this, get out of here! The old man has no time to serve you!"

When they heard this, they burst out laughing. For these circus people, the audience is the food and clothing parents, no matter what age the other party is, but since he is a circus business, he will not choose to offend the food and clothing parents, unless he does not want to work in this industry.

Therefore, these mortals will take the words of the old man as words that enliven the atmosphere and are full of skill.

But those immortal cultivators were covered in cold sweat, and they didn't mean to think so at all. They could see that the old man was serious, and if any of them were like the man before, they would not be thrown out.

At this time, Han Tu also looked around with some curiosity, planning to see who would be the next to be the first bird. But what he never expected was that this budding bird would be so close to him.

"I'll try!".

Han Tu's ears suddenly remembered a voice that he was very familiar with, immature and a little hearty, innocent but full of confidence.

This person is none other than Han Tu's apparent accidental encounter, Huang Yaojie.