My Fate Is Up To Me

Ning Tian looked at Demon Sword with calm eyes. Ning Tian was the first time to see Demon Sword so excited.

"I have never told you about my hometown. Although my hometown is very ordinary, it is an ordinary human world, but we all have ancient legends. At that time, immortals and even saints you may not have heard of."

"Saint, disciple, what is it?"

At this time, the old blind man did not know when he appeared behind Ningtian. He grabbed Ningtian's shoulder and asked excitedly.

"Have you heard of it?"

Ning Tian felt a little surprised looking at the old blind man and asked.

"Of course, although I have only heard of the existence of saints, it is also the greatest dream of our immortal practitioner."

The old blind man's tone was very excited.

"Master, I have several methods to become saint here. I don't know if it is true. I'll tell you that it can be achieved by beheading three corpses, or with myriad merits, or by killing and forcibly entering the stage of saints."