Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?

From Yang Gu's silent attack to Yu Xiang's death, the whole process didn't even take more than one breath.

Looking at this slightly thin and handsome young man, who would have thought that he could be so ruthless and decisive, taking action immediately without any hesitation, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, delivering a sudden and fatal blow.

Even before they could react, Taoist Yuxiang had already suffered a series of blows and died.

Too cruel!

Everyone originally thought they could see a very brutal fight, with both sides doing everything possible to survive.

After all, this is the old man Minghe's long-standing rule. On the surface, it is an apprenticeship banquet for new disciples, but in fact it is a test for the new disciples.

Anyone who offended Old Man Minghe would have the only chance to be forgiven at this banquet.

That is to come when Old Man Minghe accepts new disciples and holds an apprenticeship banquet. As long as he can kill his new disciples, he will be forgiven by Old Man Minghe and the past will be wiped out.

If you don't take the initiative to come, the apprenticeship banquet will still go on as usual, but no one will know what old man Minghe will do after that.

Although Minghe Sect has been relatively quiet in recent years, many sects in Hanzhou have gradually prospered, and their reputation is much greater than that of Minghe Sect.

But Minghe Sect has never been famous for its sect's prestige, and the only one who can make everyone fear him is Old Man Minghe.

In the eyes of everyone, this old guy is a cruel lunatic who can do anything.

You can offend his disciples, or even kill his disciples, and he won't pay any attention to you.

But you can't offend him on matters related to him and don't seize the opportunity to plead guilty as soon as possible, otherwise you will definitely be retaliated by this guy to the extreme.

Leng Tou Qing once did this, and the end result was that more than 140 monks from all over the mountain gate were all buried in the sea of ​​​​fire, and no one was spared.

Therefore, these are actually bloody lessons, so that everyone will be so familiar with the rules of the old man Minghe.

In fact, before Yang Yu, four new disciples who had held apprenticeship banquets had already died at the hands of others. The previous monks had easily been forgiven by the old man Minghe.

But no one expected that Taoist Yuxiang would be so unlucky to meet such a cunning and cunning guy, whose ruthlessness almost matched that of Old Man Minghe.

He didn't even give him a chance to breathe. He was decisive and left no room for action. Every move was a dead blow.

Taoist Yuxiang is so pitiful.

But having said that, such a vicious guy is indeed suitable to be the disciple of Old Man Minghe.

They are all the same thing, jackals, tigers and leopards are simply not a good match!

If Yang Yu knew what these guys were thinking, I don't know what he would think, but now he is quietly waiting for Minghe old man's reply.

After killing Taoist Yuxiang, he raised the tea in his hand again, a breath had passed.

Old Man Minghe stared at him, silent, and his sharp eyes made Yang Yu murmur in her heart.

But when he thought that he had no bad rules, he did it just because the old guy told him to do it. This was not a sneak attack, at most it was just a quicker move.

Thinking of this, he also gained the confidence to hold it up.

Just tell me whether you want to drink or not?

There was silence in Jinyang Pavilion for two seconds, and suddenly two completely different laughters resounded.

Old Man Minghe laughed, very happy, and seemed quite satisfied with Yang Yu's performance.

The crane head on his shoulder was also laughing wildly, looking at Yang Eucalyptus meaningfully. The laughter was obviously different from the usual weirdness, but seemed like surprise and accident.

"Okay, okay! You are indeed the disciple that I have chosen. I am very satisfied with you!"

"From today on, you are my true disciple, the Thirteenth Young Master of Minghe Clan!"

After saying that, he took the tea from Yang Eucalyptus with one hand and drank it in one gulp.

The laughter of Hetou next to him suddenly stopped, and then he looked at Old Man Minghe with an angry look and cursed.

"You old guy! I am also his master. You drank all the tea. What should I drink? Do you not take me seriously?!"

Yang Eucalyptus: "..."

Seeing this posture, Hetou might get angry and start having sex with the old man Minghe on the spot.

Yang Eucalyptus reacted very quickly, and immediately poured another cup of tea, served it to Hetou respectfully, and called Master again smoothly.

Anyway, bowing to one is also bowing, and bowing to two is also bowing. These two old guys are the same.

Seeing Yang Gu's alertness, Crane Tou immediately squinted his eyes with a smile on his face, and sucked up all the tea in the cup like a dragon sucking water.

"Smart boy! That's right! You are more capable than these useless guys. If they bully you in the future, I can help you eat them!"

His eyes swept over the disciples on both sides in front of him, which immediately made Yang Yu shiver in his heart.

He was afraid that what the old guy said was true, but he was also afraid that what the old guy said was false.

Not daring to say anything for fear of offending people on both sides, Yang Yu silently retreated.

Since the old guy drank tea, the process is basically completed at this time, and the next step should be the start of the banquet.

Since it is an apprenticeship banquet, there must be a banquet.

But when he thought of this, Yang Yu couldn't help but look at the second senior brother Fu Ming next to him, thinking about something else.

There are no boys or servants in Minghe Sect, only some corpse slaves. Even his meals are cooked by corpse slaves. I don’t know how the second senior brother arranged the dishes for this banquet?

Is it possible that corpse slaves have to be put on stage to perform?

In this case, can these monks from various sects get used to the taste of that big pot of rice?

When she thought of these monks sitting around the banquet, eating a big pot of rice, Yang Yu almost couldn't stand the scene.

Don’t dare to think. Don’t dare to think.

Anyway, the next thing should have nothing to do with him, let's see how they arrange it.

At this time, the second senior brother Fu Ming really stood up. After receiving the signal from the old man Minghe, he immediately spoke seriously and loudly:

"Thank you all, seniors, for coming all the way to bear witness to this. Now that the ceremony has been completed, I have gained a new disciple in Hemen!

So next, seniors, let’s have a seat! "

coming!

Yang Yu looked at the entrance of Jinyang Pavilion very curiously, wanting to see how the second senior brother arranged it.

But as soon as Second Senior Brother Fu Ming finished speaking, no one among the monks at the table below was seen sitting down, waiting for the food to be served. Instead, each of them seemed to have been prepared, reaching out to their respective storage instruments.

The next second, when he saw the actions of these monks, Yang Yu was dumbfounded.

"Congratulations to Minghemen on the happy addition of a disciple. Jinfengling Shiquan Taoist priest has specially presented a pot of Silty Dragon Spirit Spring to the Thirteenth Young Master, please taste it!"

A young-looking boy with white hair opened his mouth first, took out a pot from the magic weapon, and then cupped his hand towards Yang Gu.

"Congratulations to Senior Minghe on his happy acquisition of a disciple. Taoist Quanji of Xiayuanshan Gate specially presents a wonderful spiritual product, the Blood Monkey Fruit, to the Thirteenth Young Master. Please taste it!"

One monk took out a fist-sized fruit that looked red. There was even a lot of viscous liquid on the surface of the fruit.

"...I have specially brought the treasure of our sect to the new young master - blood-nourished earth dragon silk, young master, please!"

The monk even took out several thumb-sized soft red objects intertwined together. The objects were still crawling slowly in his hand, and they looked like they were still alive.

"..."

This apprenticeship banquet is not for them, but for me? !

Yang Yu watched these guys take out all kinds of weird things one after another, and then looked at him one after another. He couldn't help but swallowed, his scalp was numb, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

But at this moment, someone behind him suddenly held his shoulders.

Yang Yu turned around and saw that it was his second senior brother Fu Ming.

Fu Ming actually showed a rare faint smile at this time, and it seemed that the complexion on his face had improved a lot.

"Junior brother, go and have a try. These are all the wishes of your seniors. Each of them is a great tonic. It cannot be let down or wasted!"

"..."

Yang Yu was shocked, and then he realized that behind him, the other brothers and sisters of the same sect were all looking at him, looking gloating.

That expression seemed to say: We all came here like this back then, so don’t even think about being spared!

Even the old man Minghe and Hetou looked at him kindly at this time, saying nothing.

It seemed that he had no right to choose not to eat.

Although it’s late, I’m here, sweet dreams everyone!