In front of the open hall stands a man and a woman, all dressed in white robes. The man is about thirty years old, with a large sword on his shoulder and back, holding his chest in both hands, and a serious look. The woman has a head of black hair with a few strands of blue hair. The rest of the hair falls straight from the waist, and the forehead and heart are decorated with blue crystal stone chains Her face was expressionless and cold. She had a long sword hanging from her waist. The body of the sword was thin and she knew it was used by women.

"I don't know what I got this year?" The man suddenly opened his mouth. Although he didn't turn to the woman, she knew that the man was asking her.

"Elder martial brother Fu, why worry so much? I'll know everything when they come out." The woman is still cold and light, her voice is as clear as a jade pendant, but it is cold. You can tell the coldness of the woman's character.

"Oh, I hope so." Fu Ze is a little worried. Every year, there are disciples who have not found the sword. Every year, there are also disciples who want to get the high-level sword but are hurt by the sword Qi. Even if there are elders to take care of them, so many disciples can't be taken into account. Sometimes, there are even disciples who fall because of it.

But this time... There is no problem with the venerable one...

Fu Ze sighs, but he doesn't say anything. He knows that younger martial sister LAN has a cold temper, but he has a special love for the venerable one. If it's not for this, how can she come out here with the same disciples as him?

As he was thinking about it, he saw a black whirlpool in the air. The whirlpool gradually expanded, and countless streamers flashed out from the center of the whirlpool. He fell to the ground and turned into a man and a woman in white robes, which immediately filled the empty hall.

Some people have a smile on their faces and keep rubbing their swords in their hands to communicate with each other; some people are indifferent, but the excitement in their eyes still can't be covered, and they unconsciously put their hands on the swords hanging on their waists and can't wait to go back and look at them carefully; others are disappointed, and they look at other people's swords with envy in their eyes, but they are empty handed. These are not the reasons For those who find suitable swords, zongmen will help them find other weapons.

When all the people come out, the whirlpool begins to slowly decrease until it disappears. Lan Ling's vision inspected the disciple several times, but she didn't see the familiar figure. She dropped her eyes in disappointment and left silently.

Fu then looked at her back and sighed silently. He turned his eyes to the disciple in front of the hall, stopped for a moment on a figure, and then moved away slowly.

It's not that he didn't want to tell her, it's just that... Alas, that obviously didn't mean anything to her. It's good for younger martial sister to put it down earlier. After all, people who cultivate immortals shouldn't have so many feelings.

He comforted all the disciples and told them to take a rest. He watched the man leave slowly and left the hall himself.

I am a dividing line -

"younger martial brother Su, is this your sword?"

Tang Xiaotang followed Bai Han out of the hall. Before he went far, he saw several disciples in white blocking their way. The first one was wearing a white robe, embroidered with red pattern, short red hair, handsome features and proud face.

He took a look at Tang Xiaotang in Bai Han's hand and raised his head to laugh: "ha ha ha! Don't tell me this piece of broken iron is your sword! "

"Ha ha ha ha ha!"

"It's so funny. It's not a sword! It's a piece of broken iron

"Hahaha..."

Tang Xiaotang is very angry, but Bai Han doesn't pay any attention to them at all. Because he is on guard, he takes the initiative to isolate himself from Tang Xiaotang, so Tang Xiaotang doesn't know what he is thinking.

However, I can guess that he must think that it's too demeaning and boring to argue with these disciples and grandchildren. He might as well go back to practice something...

"how do you know what I'm thinking?"

Tang Xiaotang was thinking, when she heard a clear male voice, she said, "is that hard to guess? But you are not cut off, how can you still hear? "

"Are you... Sword spirit?" Bai Han's tone is very light, almost no ups and downs, but his voice is very good, people can't forget, it's not like the kind of passers-by voice he disguises now.

"Are you thinking, why does such a broken sword still have sword spirit?"

"Yes." While chatting with Tang Xiaotang, Bai Han bypasses several people in front of him and plans to go back to study this scrap iron as soon as possible

It should be said that he didn't pay attention to these kids at all. He broke through Yuanying before the age of 100 and became a God at the age of 200. After thousands of years, he has been pursuing a higher realm and has long forgotten the emotions that belong to human beings. If he could not understand the last level for a long time, he would not incarnate as an ordinary disciple, trying to make a breakthrough in his mood.

But just because he doesn't care doesn't mean those disciples won't care. The leader's disciples saw that he ignored them and they were about to leave. They were annoyed. They called to several valets beside them: "are you fools? Let him leave like this? "

He just can't stand the fact that this guy is not interested in anything. Today, when he went to Jianzhong, he picked such a piece of junk. This time, he must laugh at him!Several other disciples woke up and stopped Bai Han, so he had to stop.

"Well, are you going to let them stop you like this?" Tang Xiaotang asks in the sword. She is very curious. According to the information, Bai Han is indifferent and lacks interest in everything. But now that he has been bullied by several young people, she doesn't believe that he can be calm.

It turns out that Bai Han really can bear it. He didn't say a word in a daze. He kept walking around a few people. However, in order to avoid being stopped again, he accelerated his speed this time. When they didn't respond, the figure in front of him disappeared, leaving red haired man angry and scolding his subordinates.

Maybe it's because of the magic of shrinking the ground into inches. Bai Han soon came to his yard. It's more like a yard than a shabby hut. It's not only in the wrong place, but also in a clump of grass, with a few bamboo sticks on the wall, thatch on the roof and no windows.

"Is this your home? How broken Tang Xiaotang doesn't hide her disdain. She thinks Bai Han must be too tired to live in such a shabby house.

She didn't believe in living in such a shabby place in his capacity.

"Well."

Bai Han gave full play to the good quality of sparing words like gold. No matter how Tang Xiaotang spoke, he didn't say a word. The word he said most was "eh".

"Who are you? I don't believe you're just an ordinary disciple. I've been in the sword grave for so long, and I've never seen that ordinary disciple's aura so pure! "

Tang Xiaotang pretended not to know his identity and asked.

"Can you feel it?" Bai Han found a cloth, put Tang Xiaotang on the only table in the room except the bed, and began to wipe her body.

"Of course! Wait... What do you have? Why does it smell so bad? " Tang Xiaotang smelled a very bad smell. It smelled like something was rotten. It was sour, smelly, and smelly to death www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!