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

Chapter 220 According to seniority, you have to call him uncle!
There is no doubt that Old Man Zhuanyu has a very high status in the Golden Thread Pavilion.

And as his new disciple, Yang An suddenly became a disciple of an elder from an inconspicuous ordinary monk, and his status has risen with the tide.

He came all the way for the Golden Thread Zongyin, but up to now he has not even seen the governor of Zichuan Prefecture.

But as the disciple of the old man Zhuanyu, standing behind the main seat at this time, his every move was watched by everyone present.

Have to say, this is the difference.

Hearing Yang An's question, no one below came out voluntarily, but a group of people looked at one of them together.

It was a big bald man with a round head and a reflective top, but 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 state leader of Zichuan Prefecture, touched his head, and immediately came to his senses, walking out of the crowd.

"I don't know what the elder Zhuanyu ordered?"

He looked at the old man Zhuanyu and asked suspiciously.

This guy... has bad ears?

Yang An raised his eyebrows slightly, analyzed in his mind, and came to such a conclusion.

"It's not the old man looking for you, it's the old man's disciple looking for you, let me take care of you.

The old man only said once, if he didn't hear clearly, he would throw you out to feed the demons. "

The old man Zhuanyu naturally knew what Jiu Deng was like, so he said to him with a smile.

"Oh! Good! Good! I will do it next time!"

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

It seems that he was punished for this kind of thing.

After answering, he turned his head to look at Yang An.

"Fellow Daoist has something to do, but it's okay to say, I will definitely handle it properly for Fellow Daoist."

"..."

Yang An really wanted to say something, what he wanted was already stated clearly just now, but he had no choice but to repeat the words again.

"Golden Thread Seal? Yes, yes, yes!"

Hearing this, Jiu Deng immediately took out a small golden seal from the Nawu Magical Artifact.

This small seal was only the size of a ping pong ball, with a layer of pale golden light shining brightly, and it was presented to Yang An immediately.

Yang An took it over, and a message box appeared in front of him.

""[Golden Thread Zongyin: Mingchu]: It comes from the Golden Thread Pavilion in the Baosha District, from the hands of the owner of the Golden Thread Pavilion Thirty Liu, and is built with the energy of the earth. The earth qi is bound, and the Golden Hazel Pavilion is the main one; the first-level golden lace seal contains a trace of the golden lace earth qi. If more earth qi is obtained, the binder will have more authority.

Use cost: Bind with this object, the person who binds will be bound to the fate of the Golden Thread Pavilion, one damage will destroy all, and the power of life and death will be controlled by the Golden Thread Pavilion.

Status: Cleanable! ""

"Golden Thread Sect Seal has four levels, namely: Mingchu, Huangzhong, Jinshang, and Tengxiao!
This is Ming Elementary Golden Thread Ancestral Seal, mastering this means that your sect is recognized by the Golden Thread Pavilion and is Ming Elementary Power.

Those who have made contributions and contributions to the Golden Thread Pavilion will be able to get more Earth Qi, and the Golden Thread Seal can also be promoted. "

After giving the gold thread seal to Yang An, Jiu Deng explained by the way.

"Thank you Lord Jiudeng!"

Yang Yu put the golden thread seal into the meat burial talisman, and thanked Jiu Deng.

He was not in a hurry to purify and bind, after all, at this moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, there was an old foolish old man with a terrifying cultivation, and he didn't want to be seen by these people.

But I have to say, he didn't expect it to be so easy to get the golden thread seal.

I had thought before that it might not be so easy to get this thing from the governor of Zichuan Prefecture. Now that the evil disaster broke out, there would definitely be difficulties or various twists and turns.

As a result, in a blink of an eye, he was favored by the old man Zhuanyu and accepted as his disciple. It was just a matter of saying a word, and he easily obtained the golden thread seal.

This is the benefit of status. Things like this can't be done only by strength.

"It's time for this old man to return to the Golden Thread Pavilion. You have done a good job with the evil disaster in Tianjing Prefecture. I think the Lord Pavilion Master has also noticed it."

The foolish old man flicked his sleeves to the table, and all kinds of items that had been piled up in an instant disappeared without a trace, and the smile on his face gradually subsided and returned to normal.

The meaning of these words is obvious, since everyone is so knowledgeable, then he will definitely choose good things to say.

"Thank you elder!"

All the people below saluted the old man Zhuanyu in unison, with expressions of gratitude on their faces.

If this matter is exposed, it is not a fault, but a credit, a credit that everyone can enjoy.

The old man Zhuanyu nodded slightly, and then waved his hand. The people below left the hall quickly, and they had to deal with the aftermath of the evil disaster attacking the city.

The people left quickly, and only the old man Zhuanyu and Yang An were left in the hall.

The atmosphere seemed silent, the old man Zhuanyu seemed to be thinking about something, he didn't speak, so Yang An naturally wouldn't speak either.

After a while, the old man only laughed.

"Do you want to go back to Zichuan Prefecture to deal with your affairs? Or go back to the Golden Thread Pavilion first with the teacher?"

Is there such a good thing?

Yang An was a little surprised that the old man Zhuanyu would ask him such a question, wouldn't he be afraid that he would run away?

But he immediately sensed something strange.

If the old man Zhuanyu is willing to let him leave alone, he must be absolutely assured of him.

How can we be absolutely assured?

Naturally, there must be someone behind him to restrain him.

With the unfathomable strength of the old man Zhuanyu, if something is done to him, he may not be able to detect it.

And this sentence is very likely to be a kind of temptation, to test whether he is really willing to be a disciple of Zhuanyu.

After thinking for a while, Yang An replied.

"When the sect was first established, the disciples came here for the Golden Thread Sect Seal, in order to stabilize the sect's situation and prevent foreign enemies from prying.

However, although the matter of the sect is urgent, the disciple also wants to see the legendary Golden Thread Pavilion, and is willing to accompany Master to the Golden Thread Pavilion first! "

When the voice fell, Yang An felt that what he said was very beautiful.

Not only explained his important matters, but also expressed his willingness to go smoothly with the old man Zhuanyu, without missing anything, and kicked this choice back to the old man Zhuanyu.

It means that you old man can figure it out, even if I go to the Golden Thread Pavilion with you, you can't let me delay the business.

Sure enough, when he heard Yang An's words, the old man Zhuanyu laughed.

"Since that's the case, let's go back to the Golden Thread Pavilion as a teacher. As for the affairs of your sect, the teacher will arrange for others, so you don't have to worry about it.

When you go to the Golden Thread Pavilion, you can go back anytime in the future. "

"Yes!"

Yang An agreed straightforwardly without much hesitation.

In some respects, the old man Zhuanyu is indeed as he said when he first saw him, he is a very reasonable person.

I just don't know if its true nature is as it seems.

Yang An has always speculated about others. Except for the first impression, he always assumes the bad. After all, practitioners in this world are not normal, so it is best to be on guard at all times.

Having already decided to go back to the Golden Thread Pavilion first, the old man Zhuanyu didn't say anything more.

The two walked out of the Ten Square Palace one after the other, while the old man Zhuanyu summoned a huge monster from nothingness.

It was a creature that looked like a four-legged snake, with thick and powerful limbs, and a row of sharp barbs on its long tail.

The most important thing is that Yang An is also unable to judge the cultivation of this monster, its cultivation is very deep, at least it is a dead god!
This is a monster, right?
Yang An noticed it immediately, he felt an evil and stench from this huge monster.

This is the aura that can only be found on most monsters.

It seems that it is used by the old man as a means of transportation. Can the monster be tamed?It's incredible.

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

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

"..."

Good guy!There is such a relationship!
Yang An was even more surprised, he thought it was the mount of the old man Zhuanyu, but he didn't expect it to be a fellow of the old man Zhuanyu!
"But it's not wrong to be a mount, it likes to be ridden, haha."

The foolish old man smiled again.

"..."

Why does this sound so awkward?

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

Immediately afterwards, the old man Zhuanyu raised his head to look at the monster flying in mid-air, and spoke slowly.

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

"???"

female?

Yang An suddenly felt that the relationship seemed a bit messy...

And, what does it mean to open the door?It also has a door?Shouldn't it be standing on its back?
As soon as the old man Zhuanyu finished speaking, he saw that four-legged snake-like monster suddenly cut a hole out of thin air on its soft and scaleless abdomen.

It obviously looked like a wound, but no flesh and blood flowed from it.

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

Yang An also followed suit and followed suit.

There is no special feeling when entering it, just a blink of an eye, the scene in front of him changes, looking at the scene in front of him, Yang An is surprised.

Here is a small hole, the bright light source does not know where it comes from, and there is nothing special about it except for the walls that look like flesh and blood.

On the contrary, in the center of the hollow, there is a crooked-neck tree that is as thick as a thigh and full of red flowers.

There is a stone table and several stone benches under the tree, and there are teapots and teacups on the stone table.

The old man Boyu was already sitting on the stone bench at this moment, fiddling with the tea set on the table.

He reached out and took two red petals into the cup, and poured some blood from the blood hole in his chest into the teapot, and poured the blood into the cup, as if making tea.

"Sit down and drink a cup of tea. With a cup of tea, we can almost reach the Golden Thread Pavilion."

He said to Yang An in a leisurely manner.

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

How dare he drink this.

(End of this chapter)