"May I ask Brother Yan, if I can really become a disciple of the Qiushan Sect, will I have a chance to get the true inheritance of our sect in the future?" or...... Or can you become a closed disciple of the head of the sect?" Situ Xiaoyu asked excitedly, and the title in his mouth changed unconsciously. [No pop-up novel network]

Joining the Qiu Shan faction was equivalent to giving him a chance to turn over! If he could use this to raise his strength to a higher realm, defeating Lin Yu would be just around the corner!

In the past, he relied on the protection of his family, and he never paid attention to the way of cultivation, and the strength of the early stage of the Yellow Order was also painstakingly piled up by his elder brother Situ Xiaofeng with heavenly treasures. Now that he has encountered great changes, in just ten days, Situ Xiaoyu has tasted the warmth and coldness of life, and now that he has bumped into this opportunity, he has secretly made up his mind that he must be reborn and mix up his personal appearance!

Moreover, Situ Xiaoyu also considered that if he joined the Qiu Shan faction and entered the ancient small rivers and lakes, it would be more conducive to inquiring about the whereabouts of the master surnamed Yue, and at the same time, he could also give himself a place to belong and have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, which was simply a lot of things!

"Haha! It seems that Brother Si Yu is also a person with great ambitions!" Yan Heqing patted Situ Xiaoyu on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, what you just said is possible! The Qiu Shan Sect regularly conducts disciple selection competitions every year, and disciples who perform well in the competition will be able to obtain more cultivation resources, and even get the favor of the head or the major elders, and may also become the personal disciple of the head of the sect! For you, it is very suitable." ”

"Great!" Situ Xiaoyu looked excited, suddenly paused again, and asked a little hesitantly: "Then may I ask Brother Yan, is there any relevant token to prove......

He was still worried, for fear that another person claiming to be an ancient Xiaojianghu would fool him, and this time he had nothing to be deceived about, and if he wanted to deceive, he could only deceive Chrysanthemum.

"It seems that Junior Brother Si Yu is indeed very cautious!" Yan Heqing didn't mind, took out a token from his arms and shook it, only to see that the token style was clumsy, and the three big characters 'Qiushan School' were engraved on it.

Situ Xiaoyu looked at the token, vaguely felt that the handwriting was a little familiar, and before he could carefully identify it, Yan Heqing took the token back, and urged Yuan Li to release the strength of his mid-Xuan Rank peak, and said lightly after releasing it: "How about it, after reading this, do you still have any questions?"

"No, no, no! Brother Yan...... Senior Yan, I promise you! Please take me to the Qiushan Sect as soon as possible! When are we going to hold the entrance ceremony?" Situ Xiaoyu finally believed it and couldn't help but say ecstatically.

He wished that he would become a disciple of the Qiu Shan Sect immediately, and it was best to improve to the strength of the Heavenly Rank in the shortest possible time, and then go back to Lin Yu to take revenge, and dismantle him with eight pieces and cut him with a thousand knives, so as to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

"You don't have to be too anxious, I still have to stay here for a few days, and after the other senior brothers in the sect come over to meet together, I will set off together and go to the ancient small rivers and lakes. Yan He Qing's goal was achieved, and he was not so enthusiastic, and said lightly.

When he went out this time, the original task had been basically completed, and he stayed here just to wait for the people from the sect to come and meet, but he didn't expect that by chance, Situ Xiaoyu was recruited, which can be regarded as an unexpected joy!

"Okay, no problem, in the future, the junior brother will rely on the seniors, everything is at your command!" Situ Xiaoyu stood up and saluted respectfully, but what he thought in his heart was something else: Lin Yu! You wait for me! It won't be long before I can become a heaven-level master, and my strength is invincible!

At that time, I will return to the Great Xia Empire and take matters into my own hands to wipe out your Lin family from this world! As for you, just wait to hug my thigh and cry for mercy!

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What was the cursed Lin Yu doing at this time? He was wearing a red pendant and a groom's dress, sitting in the room humming a little song.

Today was the wedding day of Lin Yu and Song Xianluo, and he was happily looking in the mirror to admire himself, when he suddenly sneezed coldly, and wondered for a while: What's the matter? Could it be that he has a cold? No, since he became a cultivator, those little problems with headaches and brain fever have never found him, how could he suddenly catch a cold?

Wan'er was busy grooming Lin Yu, and when she saw him suddenly sneezing, she asked with concern, "Young Master Yu, are you not feeling well?"

"It's just a sneeze, what's the big deal? I think you really should take your medicine, it takes so long to get a hairstyle, and the craftsmanship is worse than those washing, scissors and blowing Matt on the street!" Lin Yu frowned and shook his head, sighing helplessly, "Alas! If Fluttershy was still around, she is much more dexterous and skillful than you." ”

"I ...... This is the first time I've combed a man's hair, and it's inevitable that it will be a little slower, young master, and you're too demanding. Wan'er pouted and said with an aggrieved face, she had already cursed Lin Yu several times in her heart.

"Forget it, that's it!You guy is clumsy, Xianluo is still waiting for me to pick her up in the Song Mansion! When you get it right, it's getting dark!" Lin Yu looked at himself in the mirror, so he pushed Wan'er away angrily, stood up and left the room in a hurry.

Wan'er grimaced at Lin Yu's back, habitually cleaning up the room before walking towards the hall.

Since the Lin family and the Song family are already big families at the top of the empire, and the fire is too late, the old people of the two families have reached a consensus that there is no need to be too public, and the wedding of Lin Yu and Song Xianluo is as low-key as possible.

At this time, the Lin Mansion was simply decorated with lights, with a touch of festive red in the doors, windows, pillars and other places, no noisy gongs and drums, and no large feasts, only the servants and maids who came and went were full of joy, and there was a joyful atmosphere in the whole house.

And the Song Mansion is the same, if it weren't for a big sedan chair at the door, it would look no different from usual.

Lin Yu rode to the Song Mansion, first tidied up his clothes, and then walked into the gate and entered the main hall in a hurry.

He saw that Song Yanting, Song Sizhe, and Song Xianluo's mother were all there, and hurriedly greeted them one by one: "Grandpa, father-in-law, mother-in-law, hello to the three of you! I'm so sorry, the newly recruited maid from the Lin Mansion has a missing brain, and the grooming time has been delayed for a long time, and she is really embarrassed to come late!"