was attacked by him, how to say, Han Yu only felt that he would rather be smashed with a hammer by the other party than be "attacked" by the smell on his body.

"What smell do I have? You're talking nonsense! Lan Meow retorted, obviously as a habitual offender, an old oilyman, and a thick-skinned guy who can resist swords, Lan Meow can definitely have the upper hand when facing a rigid and stubborn person like Lan Ting.

Lan Ting screamed angrily, and Lan Meow had already blocked his sword, and then said: "Of course, if you think this little guy can be my disciple, then I will admit it, I admit that I accidentally 'picked up' something at the door of your palace, and even I can admit that I have picked up some things that 'may be yours' before, and I can return them to you, how about it?" ”

"Pick it up?" Lan Ting's face was blackened with anger, he had never seen such a shameless person, especially this shameless guy was still his fellow disciple and brother, and he could often restrain him to death.

And Han Yu turned his head quickly, oh my God! That smelly big man actually fought with this idea? If he really became his apprentice, then even if he Han Yu was already a cultivator of the Heavenly God, he would still be directly poisoned, and there was no second possibility.

Lan Meow laughed, then looked at Lan Ting, the two axes suddenly staggered, and after shaking Lan Ting back two or three steps at once, he put away his weapon and said, "You better communicate with this little guy more!" Now is not the time to trouble me! ”

This sentence also reminded Lan Ting, yes, although he does not have an advantage now, it does not mean that he has lost. After all, there is still a trace of friendship between him and Han Yu, right?

Maybe there's a real chance! Lan Ting's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he turned to Han Yu and said, "Han Yu, what do you think?" ”

The small room, which was originally a mess, suddenly fell silent. They were all waiting for the newcomer, who had just ascended, to make his demands. Han Yu laughed, and then said, "Everyone, I don't know what the rules of your faction are, but I agree to follow the rules." ”

The rules of the Xuantian Realm, Han Yu has already figured out the principles. That is, axiology! Now that he has shown his worth, it is natural to shop around to get the most out of himself.

"The same assembly! Same Door Meeting! Lan Ling said: "I agree with the same meeting, this is the fairest way." ”

"I agree." It was the fat man Lanzhu who spoke, and his voice was so loud that it made people feel awkward.

"Then I'll go and inform the master in charge and ask his old man to preside over the same meeting." Lan Tuo is the eldest disciple of the second generation, so it is natural that he should be in charge of these things.

"Seconded." "Agreed." A dozen people did not object.

That's the fairest thing to do, after all.

A group of more than a dozen people walked out of the disciple registration office with different expressions. Originally, according to the procedure, Han Yu had to complete the registration here in person before leaving. But now he is the sweetheart of all the core disciples of the second generation, and with Lanxin's ability to observe words and colors, he naturally won't touch this mold. It's the same with him doing these things himself.

But there is another point that is illegal in the eyes, that is, the road number, it stands to reason that since it is a registration, since it is a monk, then it should be written, but now Han Yu does not have a road number, only a common name.

If it was according to the rules of the sect, then in this case, the deacon of the registry office should give Han Yu a dao number, but Han Yu didn't know, and the others didn't say anything, so Lan Xin naturally didn't want to ask more.

Even the old-fashioned and meticulous Lan Ting didn't say a word on this issue, he now had a strong sense of crisis in his heart, he was afraid that he would cause Han Yu's bad feelings on this issue.

"I'll go find the master." Lanto said.

However, just as he finished speaking, a deep, neutral voice had already sounded: "No need. ”

These second-generation disciples on the left and right all stood respectfully, and they even had the mind to divide into two rows on the left and right according to the cultivation level and arranged them in two columns, and then said respectfully: "I've seen the master." ”

That's right, it was the head of this Chongxuan sect who spoke. As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man with a well-proportioned body, a height of about one meter and eight meters, a face like a crown of jade, and eyes like cold stars had already appeared in front of Han Yu.

He was dressed in a neat robe, and his hair was combed and coiled up with a white hosta. On his feet, he stepped on a pair of double-sided moire leather boots made of fire-attribute sea Jiao skin, and walked with a tiger's style.

Ignoring the backs of his own bunch of disciples, the head of the sect first walked in front of Han Yu, showed a smile and said, "You are Han Yu?" ”

Han Yu nodded and said, "It's the junior." Different from the pretended respect for Lan Ting, this time Han Yu was serious and serious, revealing a sense of sincerity from the inside out.

The head nodded with satisfaction, and then he asked again: "Poor Dao Dao Xinyang, may I ask if Xiaoyou flew directly from the Thunder Tribulation?" ”

Han Yu nodded again, it was true, he hadn't gone through the Thunder Tribulation, and even he didn't know what the Thunder Tribulation was like. However, Han Yu didn't understand why this Xinyang Dao Master asked this.

Xinyang laughed, and then said something that shocked and even despaired all the second-generation disciples present who were interested in Han Yu: "So, I don't know if Poor Dao has the honor to accept Xiaoyou as an apprentice?" ”

All the second-generation disciples were stunned, and the head of the sect actually accepted the disciples in person? You must know that the head of the Chongxuan Sect is a master of the Xuanhuang level who can rank in the top ten among the human races in the entire Xuantian Realm, and such a master will look at a little guy who has just ascended? They all felt something incredible. Even Lan Tuo, who is also in charge of the disciples, is equally incredible, because he and several other juniors and disciples are all "registered disciples" of the master, not "personal disciples". Although they are also disciples, the difference between them is too great. And now looking at the meaning of the master, it turns out that he wants to accept Han Yu as a personal disciple? This is definitely big news.

But the head of the sect stood there without hurry, and even with a smile on his face, he looked at Han Yu and said: "There is a reason for the meaning of the poor road, first of all, that is, we are more destined, because I am also a person who has not experienced the thunder tribulation and has soared to the immortal realm, so if Xiaoyou does not have any suitable exercises, then the poor path has some exercises that Xiaoyou can refer to." Secondly, that is, I appreciate Xiaoyou's character, not evil, not pedantic, know how to advance and retreat, and know how to obey power, it seems that Xiaoyou must have a lot of experience in the nether. ”

Han Yu laughed a few times, he looked at the master, and quickly thought about what he should do.

But I don't dare Han Yu what he thinks, it is a good choice to worship the head of the family as a teacher. Or rather, the best choice.

Han Yu was reserved for a moment, and then solemnly bowed to Elder Xinyang three times and said, "I am willing to worship you as a teacher." ”

"Good, good, good!" Xinyang laughed and said hello three times in a row, and then with a wave of the dust in his hand, a ring-looking ring that looked quaint and didn't know what material had appeared in Han Yu's hand.

"Master, this?" Han Yu looked at this ring, a little confused.

"It's a little meaning, just a subordinate." The head generously waved his hand and said, "It is full of some things that I picked out from the sect's inventory that are useful to you, and it is precisely because of these things that I am late." Otherwise, how could these boys see you before I did? ”

Han Yu was stunned, he originally thought that what the head of the family gave him was a ring - a storage ring, especially a quaint and unremarkable ring like this, it was already worth a fortune, but he didn't expect the head to mean that this thing was not the main thing, the main thing was some other things in the ring.

He sneaked a sneak glance inside the storage ring, then froze.

It's not that he hasn't seen good things, but so many, so good things, he really hasn't seen them! For example, those star gold in the ring, the falling silver, these things...... That's too much, right?

He had never seen such a large piece of star gold, such a large piece, how could it be about a hundred catties, right? You must know that things like star gold are calculated in the unit of centi!

In addition to these materials, there were also some finished products, a full sixty-four sets of battle armor that didn't look ordinary, and a full one hundred and eight flying swords that shimmered with various colors, these flying swords could undoubtedly form a powerful sword formation—and some other bits and pieces of items also surprised Han Yu.

He only knows 20% of what he knows! And even if it is these two percent, it is something that Han Yu can't imagine!

With a turn of consciousness, he saw another corner of this spatial ring, and he finally understood where the value of this ring was! This ring can actually store living objects!

As soon as his mind swept away, he knew that in this huge space ring, he knew; There are ten thousand and eighty-one spirit beasts of various colors stored, and what is even more rare is that most of these spirit beasts are in pairs!

This master, it's worth worshipping. Han Yu looked at the head of the house who was smiling slightly and had an unfathomable expression, and suddenly felt that this guy was definitely an old fox! What he took out, I'm afraid the gods won't be moved!

Those second-generation disciples no longer had any thoughts, shook their heads and sighed, and returned to their respective places.

Originally, they wanted to find an apprentice, but the apprentice became a junior brother, and this change took them some time to adapt.