The head of Yu also kept secretly looking down, and was surprised to see his baby daughter take the initiative to find Han Yu.

But seeing his daughter flying back to Yutai with a frosty face, Yu Zhangmen's mind was not in the ring at all, but now he didn't want to ask too much, so he could only hold it in his heart for the time being.

Han Yu looked up at her and flew back to the jade platform, knowing that she was basically blindsided, and then sighed again.

If she had long sword eyebrows and starry eyes, she would definitely not let go of this good opportunity, and she would definitely hug her thighs tightly and climb the leafy tree of the master.

But thinking about his appearance, Han Yu still gave up this boundless idea.

Such a beautiful female cultivator, and a powerful head father, is definitely not something he can touch, so he still gets his hands on Tsukidan first, and is slowly planning to build the foundation.

At this time, his mana had recovered somewhat, and Han Yu directly descended the cloud ladder and flew in the direction of the wooden hall.

The old man surnamed Hong was still enjoying the shade under the ancient tree, and the ugly aunt was sitting beside him looking at the idle books that Han Yu bought last time.

"Uncle Shi, please forgive me about the jade book. Han Yu said after falling.

The old man surnamed Hong also drank the secular tea brought by Han Yu, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, since it was given to you, it's yours, and it doesn't matter to me how you use it." ”

Han Yu's heart was slightly relieved when he heard this, and he glanced at the ugly aunt and said, "I will definitely find the Qingling Fruit as soon as possible and solve the strange poison on Miss Hong's body." ”

The ugly aunt also raised her head, pouted and said, "Han Mazi, when you are injured, hurry up and get me something delicious, I caught several pheasants!"

Han Yu smiled and nodded, and asked the ugly aunt to go and pick some condiments for the ingredients now, and let go of eating and drinking tonight.

Waiting for the ugly aunt to run away, Han Yu took out the wooden box that Wu Lei snatched from his hand, and when he opened it, he found that there was a stone sculpture inside, which was exactly the same as the frog.

The old man glanced at it and said with a smile: "This is the Wu family's Hanjiang Jiao, the ancestor of the Wu family squatted in the frost city of Panlongjiang for a whole ten years, before he caught this dragon that had just been Jindan, he wanted to tame it into a family spirit beast, but the spirit beast was unruly, and the ancestor of the Wu family used a secret method to practice it into this treasure before his birthday." ”

Han Yu was not interested in its origin, so he stepped forward and asked, "Can I use this treasure?"

The old man surnamed Hong smiled and said, "Didn't you get some of Wu Lei's blood?" You should be able to summon this dragon once, and you can only have half a cup of tea at most." ”

Han Yu was disappointed when he heard this, but the old man's next words shocked Han Yu's spirit.

"Han Jiao's spirit is a great supplement for spirit beasts, don't you have an iron eagle, let him swallow Han Jiao's spirit may be able to have a little more hope of knotting. ”

"Thank you Uncle Shi for your advice!" Han Yu said excitedly.

He checked Wu Lei's storage bag again, and found that there were only more than a hundred spirit stones in it, as well as a few good medium-grade magic weapons, and he didn't see a single talisman.

Han Yu's heart moved, and he suddenly took out the thin mask from the storage bag and handed it to the old man.

"Hey, I didn't expect the little guy of the Wu family to have a phantom face, this is a strange treasure, as long as the mana is instilled, he can change his face as he wants, and his expression is free, so that people can't see the slightest difference. The only drawback is that it can only be changed twice, and it can only last for the rest of the month, beyond which this treasure will be invalidated. The old man was slightly stunned, and said with a hint of differentiation on his face.

Han Yu was overjoyed in his heart, and said with a smile: "With this thing, I can do things more conveniently." ”

The old man returned the mask to Han Yu and said with a solemn expression: "You killed Wu Lei in the ring and took the treasure of the Wu family, they will definitely not give up." ”

"If I don't kill Wu Lei in the ring, my life will be gone, and I will take them if the Wu family has any tricks. Han Yu looked at this matter quite openly.

The ugly girl ran over happily with a few pheasants in her hands, and the two of them closed their mouths.

Han Yu skillfully peeled the skin and removed the hair, and stewed the pheasant and mushrooms into a beautiful pot of soup.

After eating and drinking, Han Yu flew back to the thatched hut and swallowed a pill to slowly exercise his skills to treat his injuries.

The ranking of the top ten disciples came out soon, and the sect sent someone to inquire again, but Han Yu refused again on the grounds that he was seriously injured.

After another two days, the rankings finally came out, Tu Min, who was holding the soul bell, won the first place, and the Tu family held a banquet to celebrate.

Early this morning, Han Yu came to the main hall early, greeted the disciples guarding the door of the hall, and stood aside honestly.

After waiting for a full hour, the other nine people came to the door of the main hall one after another.

It's ridiculous to say, except for Han Yu, the other nine people are all family disciples.

After they entered, they were discovered by the Menzhong family, and they were recruited into the sect to join the ancestral hall and change their names and surnames, which formed the scene in front of them.

Han Yu was now under the ancient tree outside the hall, looking at his nose and his nose, and after waiting for half an hour, the door of the palace was wide open.

The ten disciples walked into the main hall in turn in order of ranking, the head of Yu sat on the main seat with a kind face, and more than a dozen stewards stood on both sides.

"You are the ten most outstanding disciples of this sect, and today the head of this sect will each reward a Tsukidan and issue an inner gate token. Master Yu stood up with a smile.

"Tu Min!" Master Yu shouted softly.

"Disciple is here!" the plain-clothed nun stepped forward.

Yu Zhangmen patted the storage bag, took out a white jade porcelain bottle from it, put it in his hand, and said some words of praise and praise.

Then he took out the inner door token and personally hung it on her waist, and patted her incense shoulder to show encouragement.

Now Han Yu, who was at the end of the team, raised his eyes and saw that this scene seemed to be familiar.

He also played this game when he was a strategic envoy in Jian'an, but he held a waist knife in his left hand and a silver tael in his right hand, which was also a means to attract people's hearts.

When the head of Yu was assigned to the fifth disciple, he suddenly heard a piercing chirp, and a strange bird the size of a calf landed in front of the main hall.

The bird looked like an eagle but not an eagle, with brown feathers on its body, five inches long with sharp talons, two vicious heads on its neck, and four small eyes shining red.

On the back of the bird sat a figure with a high crown on his head, his face shrouded in spiritual light, and beside him sat a young man of seventeen or eighteen, with dark skin, looking around nervously.

In the main hall, the head of Yu and a group of stewards saw the strange bird and hurriedly went out of the hall to greet them.

"See Uncle Jiang!"

The other stewards also saluted together, and their expressions were extremely respectful.

The ten disciples in the main hall, the two disciples guarding the door, all knew that the bird was a master on his back, and he knelt on the ground and bowed.

The person on the back of the bird grabbed the child and landed on the ground, and it turned out to be a middle-aged Confucian with a square face, wearing a cyan robe and a palm-sized round jade hanging from his waist.

Han Yu's gaze secretly swept over, met his indifferent gaze, and suddenly felt a shock in his heart, feeling that everything on his body was clearly seen by this person, and hurriedly lowered his head.

The head of Yu hurriedly welcomed Confucius into the main hall and asked him to sit down on the main seat, while he was now full of respect on his face.

Seeing the surprised eyes of the disciples, Master Yu hurriedly introduced them to the ten disciples.

It turns out that this Confucian scholar is also a major cultivator in the door, and he has already cultivated in the middle of the festival, and he does not wander around in the door all the year round to seek opportunities.

A group of disciples hurriedly saluted, hoping to make a good impression in front of this master.

But this senior seemed to be a little impatient, and everyone just nodded politely, looking very perfunctory.

I saw him lead the boy to the apse, and the head of Yu hurriedly followed.

After half a cup of tea, Master Yu walked out of the apse with an unnatural look on his face.

I saw that the head of Yu adjusted his mood slightly, beckoned to the sixth strong man, and went to the apse together.

Soon, the strong man walked out and stood aside with a happy face, but Han Yu, who had been an official in Jian'an for several years, frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

The nine disciples in front of them all received the Zhuji Dan and the token, and the head of Yu waved at Han Yu a little unnaturally, and the uneasiness in Han Yu's heart became even stronger.

But Han Yu still quickly adjusted his mentality and walked in, seeing that the head of Yu was already full of sadness, and seeing Han Yu sighing heavily.

Han Yu found that he was holding the Inner Door Token in his left hand, but his right hand was empty.

Han Yu's heart fell.