Chapter 220 According to Seniority, You Have to Call Him Uncle Master!

There is no doubt that Old Man Zhuanyu has a very high status in Jinlu Pavilion.

As his new disciple, Yang Yu also suddenly became an elder disciple from an inconspicuous ordinary monk, and his status rose with the tide.

He came all the way for the Jinlu Zong Seal, but up to now he has not even seen the head of Zichuan State.

But as the disciple of old man Zhuan Yu, he was standing behind the main seat, and his every move was watched by everyone present.

I have to say, this is the difference.

After hearing Yang Yu's inquiry, no one from below took the initiative to come out. Instead, a group of people all looked at one of them.

It was a bald man with a round head, a reflective top, no ears, and only a pair of small holes on both sides of his head.

"Jiu Deng! I'm calling you!"

The bald man, Jiu Deng, the head of Zichuan State, touched his head, reacted immediately, and walked out from the crowd.

"I wonder what Elder Zhuanyu ordered?"

He looked at the old man Zhuan Yu and asked doubtfully.

This guy...has a bad ear?

Yang Eucalyptus raised her eyebrows slightly, analyzed a little in her mind, and came to such a conclusion.

"I'm not looking for you, it's my disciples who are looking for you. Please take care of me.

I will only say it once. If you don’t hear it clearly, I will throw you out to feed the monsters. "

Old Zhuan Yu naturally knew what Jiu Deng was like and said to him with a smile.

"Oh! Okay! Okay! I will do the same next time!"

The bald man Jiudeng tilted his head slightly, tried very hard to hear what the old man Zhuan Yu said clearly, and quickly agreed.

It seems that a lot of people are punished for this kind of thing.

After responding, he turned to look at Yang Yu.

"Fellow Taoist, if you have something to do, it's okay to say it. I will definitely handle it properly for you."

"..."

Yang Yu really wanted to say something. He had made it clear what he wanted just now, but he had no choice but to repeat it again.

"Golden Thread Zong Seal? Yes, yes!"

After Jiudeng heard this, he immediately took out a small golden seal from the magic weapon.

This small seal was no bigger than a table tennis ball, glowing with a layer of light golden light, and was immediately presented to Yang Yu.

Yang Yu took it and an information box suddenly appeared in front of him.

"[Jinluizong Seal: Mingchu]: It comes from Jinlu Pavilion in the Baosha region. It is made by the thirty-year-old master of Jinlu Pavilion. It is made with the energy of the earth veins. You can identify the master with a drop of blood and it will be the same as that of Jinlu Pavilion." Bound by the earth's energy, the Jinlu Pavilion is the main one; it is called the primary Jinlu Zong Seal, which contains a trace of the golden strand's earth energy. If more earth energy is obtained, the bound person will have more authority.

Cost of use: Bind to this object, the bound person will be bound to the fate of Jinlu Pavilion. If it is lost, both will be lost. The power of life and death is controlled by Jinlu Pavilion.

Status: Can be purified! ""

"There are four levels of Jinlu Zongyin, namely: Mingchu, Huangzhong, Jinshang, and Tengxiao!

This is the primary Jinlu Zong Seal. Mastering this means that your sect is recognized by the Jinlu Pavilion and is a primary force.

Those who make contributions and merits to Jinlu Pavilion can get more earth energy, and the Jinlu Zong Seal can also be improved. "

Jiu Deng gave the Jinlu Zong seal to Yang Yu, and Jiudeng explained by the way.

"Thank you so much Lord Jiudeng!"

Yang Yu put the Jinlu Zong seal into the meat burial talisman and thanked Jiudeng.

He was not in a hurry to purify and bind him. After all, there was an old man with terrifying cultivation standing beside him in front of everyone. He didn't want these people to notice anything.

But I have to say that he didn't expect it to be so easy to get the Golden Cord Sect Seal.

I had thought before that it would not be easy to get this thing from the master of Zichuan State. Now that the demonic disaster breaks out, I will definitely encounter difficulties or various setbacks.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, he was taken in as a disciple by the old man Zhuan Yu. It was just a matter of words, and the Golden Thread Zong Seal was easily obtained.

This is the benefit that status brings. Things like this are not something you can do only with strength.

"It's over here. It's time for me to return to Jinlu Pavilion. You have done a good job in the demonic disaster in Tianjing Province. I think the master of the pavilion has also noticed it."

Old Man Zhuanyu waved his sleeves on the table, and the various items that had been piled up disappeared instantly without a trace. The smile on his face gradually faded and returned to normal.

The meaning of these words is obvious. Since everyone is so sensible, he will definitely choose something nice to say.

"Thank you, elder!"

Everyone below saluted the old man Zhuan Yu, with expressions of gratitude on their faces.

Once this matter is revealed, it is not a fault, but a credit, a credit that everyone can enjoy.

The old man Zhuanyu nodded slightly, then waved his hand, and everyone below quickly left the hall. They still had to deal with the aftermath of the demonic disaster siege.

The people left quickly, and only old Zhuan Yu and Yang Yu were left in the hall.

The atmosphere seemed silent. The old man Zhuan Yu seemed to be thinking about something and did not speak. Naturally, Yang Yu would not speak either.

After a while, the old man laughed.

"Are you going back to Zichuan Prefecture to deal with your affairs first? Or are you going back to Jinlu Pavilion with your master first?"

Is there such a good thing?

Yang Yu was a little surprised. Old Zhuanyu would ask him this. Are you not afraid that he will run away?

But he immediately felt something strange.

If Old Man Zhuanyu is willing to let him leave alone, he must be absolutely assured of him.

How can I be absolutely assured?

Naturally, there must be some backup plan to restrain him.

With the unfathomable strength of the old man Zhuan Yu, he might not be able to notice if any tricks were done to him.

And this sentence is likely to be a test, to test whether he is really willing to be Zhuan Yu's disciple.

After a little thought in his heart, Yang An replied.

"When the sect was first established, I came here for the Jinlu Sect Seal to stabilize the situation of the sect and prevent foreign enemies from spying.

However, although the sect's affairs are urgent, I also want to see the legendary Jinlu Pavilion. I am willing to accompany Master to Jinlu Pavilion first!"

After the voice fell, Yang An felt that he said it very beautifully.

Not only did he explain his urgent matters, but he also showed that he was willing to follow the wishes of old man Zhuan Yu, without missing anything, and kicked this choice back to old man Zhuan Yu.

It means that you old man can do it. Even if I follow you to Jinlu Pavilion, you can't let me delay the business.

As expected, hearing Yang An's words, old man Zhuan Yu laughed.

"In that case, follow me back to Jinluo Pavilion. As for your sect's affairs, I will arrange it for you, so you don't have to worry.

After going to Jinluo Pavilion, you can go back anytime in the future."

"Yes!"

Yang An agreed very straightforwardly without much hesitation.

In some ways, old man Zhuan Yu is indeed as he said when he first met him. He is a very reasonable person.

I just don't know if his true character is really as it seems.

Yang An always speculates about others. In addition to the first impression, he always assumes the worst. After all, the practitioners in this world are not normal, so it is best to be on guard everywhere.

Since it has been decided to go back to Jinluo Pavilion first, old man Zhuan Yu didn't say anything more.

The two walked out of Shifang Palace one after the other, and old man Zhuan Yu summoned a huge monster from nothingness.

It was a creature that looked very much like a four-legged snake, with strong and powerful limbs, a row of sharp barbs on its long tail, a body of several feet, and wings on its back, but as thin as cicada wings.

The most important thing is that Yang An was also unable to judge the cultivation of this monster. Its cultivation aura was very profound. It was at least a zombie god!

Is this a demon?

Yang An noticed it at the first time. He felt a smell of evil and stench from this behemoth.

This is the aura that only exists on most demons.

It seems that it is used as a means of transportation by the old man Zhuan Yu. Can demons be tamed? It is really incredible.

Seeing Yang An's surprised expression, the old man Zhuan Yu also seemed very proud.

"According to seniority, you have to call it uncle!"

"..."

Good guy! There is such a relationship!

Yang An seemed even more surprised. He thought it was the mount of the old man Zhuan Yu, but he didn't expect it to be the same disciple of the old man Zhuan Yu!

"But it's not wrong to be a mount. It likes to be ridden, hehe."

The old man Zhuan Yu smiled again.

"..."

Why does this sound so awkward?

But Yang An was also very tactful and didn't say much.

Then, old man Zhuan Yu looked up at the monster flying in the air and spoke slowly.

"Junior sister, open the door, we have to go back."

"???"

Damn?

Yang An suddenly felt that this relationship seemed a bit confusing...

Moreover, what does it mean to open the door? There is a door on it? Shouldn't we stand on its back?

As soon as old man Zhuan Yu finished speaking, a cut suddenly appeared on the soft, scaleless belly of the four-legged snake-like monster.

It looked very much like a wound, but no blood or flesh flowed out of it.

Old man Zhuan Yu turned into a black shadow and flew into the wound in an instant and disappeared.

Yang An followed suit and followed.

There was nothing special about entering it. In just a blink of an eye, the scene in front of him changed. Looking at the scene in front of him, Yang An seemed very surprised.

This is a small hole, and the bright light source came from nowhere. There is nothing special about the surroundings except for the walls that look like flesh and blood.

On the contrary, in the center of this hollow, there actually grew a crooked tree as thick as a thigh and full of red flowers.

Under the tree was a stone table and several stone benches, and on the stone table were teapots and teacups.

Old Man Zhuan Yu was already sitting on the stone bench, fiddling with the tea set on the table.

He reached out and took two red petals from the air and put them into the cup, and then took some blood from the blood hole on his chest and poured it into the teapot, and then poured the blood into the cup, looking like he was making tea.

"Sit down and have a cup of tea. In the time it takes to have a cup of tea, we can almost reach Jinluoge."

He said to Yang An leisurely.

But seeing that it was all blood taken from his body, Yang An couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

How dare he drink this?