Outside the town of Zhen Tianhai, there was a thirteen-year-old boy and an old man who looked wretched and had three yellow teeth showing whenever he opened his mouth.,“Elder, something’s wrong. A mortal has come to our sect and wants to be our chief disciple.” That day, the great elder of the Xiyangu Sect woke up early, and his disciples rushed to report.,"Blast him off the mountain!" The Grand Elder said without even glancing, "Such a trivial matter, does it even need reporting"。