Chief Yu kept looking down secretly, and was surprised to see his baby daughter taking the initiative to find Han Yu.

But when he saw his daughter flying back to Yutai with a frosty face, Master Yu's mind was not on the ring at all, but now he didn't ask much, so he could only keep it in his heart for the time being.

Han Yu raised her head and watched her fly back to the Yutai and knew that she was basically confused, and then sighed again.

If I had a sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, my handsomeness would definitely not miss this good opportunity. I would definitely hold her thighs tightly and climb up to the lush tree of the head.

But thinking about her appearance, Han Yu gave up this irrelevant idea.

Such a beautiful female cultivator and a powerful head father must not be able to get involved. He should get the foundation-building pill first and slowly plan the foundation-building matter.

At this time, his magic power had recovered a little, so Han Yu went down the cloud ladder and flew towards the direction of the wooden hall.

The old man surnamed Hong was still enjoying the cool air under the ancient tree, and Chou Gu was sitting beside him watching the idle book Han Yu bought last time.

"Master, please forgive me for the matter of Yushu." Han Yu bowed and said after falling down.

The old man surnamed Hong also drank the secular tea brought by Han Yu, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, since I've given it to you, it's yours, it doesn't matter to me no matter how you use it."

Han Yu felt a little relieved when he heard this, and glanced at Chou Gu and said, "I will definitely find the Qingling Fruit as soon as possible to remove the strange poison on Miss Hong's body."

Chou Gu also raised her head and pouted and said, "Han Mazi, when your injury is healed, hurry up and get me some delicious food. I have caught several pheasants!"

Han Yu nodded with a smile and asked Chou Gu to pick some ingredients now and eat and drink tonight.

When Chou Gu ran away, Han Yu took out the wooden box that Wu Lei had snatched. After opening it, he found that there was a stone sculpture inside, exactly the same as the green dragon.

The old man glanced at it and said with a smile: "This is the Hanjiang Jiao of the Wu family. The ancestor of the Wu family squatted in the Panlong River in Hanshuang City for ten years before he caught this dragon that had just been golden elixir. He wanted to tame it into a family spirit beast, but the spirit beast was unruly. The ancestor of the Wu family used a secret method to train it into this treasure before the birthday of the day."

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

The old man surnamed Hong smiled and said, "Didn't you get some 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 very disappointed when he heard this, but the old man's next words shocked Han Yu.

"The essence of the Cold Dragon is a great tonic for the spirit beast. Don't you have an iron eagle? If he swallows the essence of the Cold Dragon, he might have a little more hope of forming a pill."

"Thank you for your advice!" Han Yu said excitedly with a grin.

He checked Wu Lei's storage bag again and found that there were only more than one hundred spirit stones inside, and there were several good medium-grade magic weapons, and he didn't see any talismans.

Han Yu thought about it and suddenly took out the thin mask from the storage bag and handed it to the old man.

"Hey, I didn't expect that the little guy from the Wu family would have a magical face. This is a strange treasure. As long as you instill magic power in it, you can change your face as you wish, and your expression is free, making people unable to see any strangeness. The only disadvantage can only change twice, and it can only last for more than a month. If it exceeds this time, this treasure will be invalid." The old man was slightly stunned, and said with a hint of strange color on his face.

Han Yu was overjoyed 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 solemnly: "You killed Wu Lei on the ring and took the Wu family's treasure. They will definitely not give up."

"If I don't kill Wu Lei on the ring, I will lose my life. I will take whatever tricks their Wu family has." Han Yu was quite open about this.

Chou Gu ran over happily with a few pheasants in her hand, 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, swallowed a pill and slowly used his skills to treat his injuries.

The top ten disciples were ranked quickly, and someone from the sect sent to ask again. Han Yu refused again because he was seriously injured.

Two more days later, the ranking finally came out. Tu Min, holding the soul-squeezing bell, won the first place, and Tu's family held a banquet to celebrate.

Early that morning, Han Yu arrived at the main hall early, greeted the disciples guarding the hall gate, and stood aside honestly.

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

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

After entering, they discovered their potential by the family in the sect and recruited them into the sect to join the ancestral temple to change their names and surnames, which formed the scene in front of them.

Han Yu is now under the ancient tree outside the hall, looking at the nose and the heart. After waiting for another half an hour, the gate of the hall is wide open.

Ten disciples walked into the hall in order according to the ranking order. The head of Sect Yu sat on the main seat with a kind face, and more than a dozen managers stood on both sides.

"You are the ten most outstanding disciples of this sect. Today, the head of the Japanese sect will reward each of them with a foundation-building pill and will issue an inner sect token." The head of the sect stood up with a smile.

"Tu Min!" Master Yu shouted gently.

"Disciple is here!" The female cultivator in plain clothes stepped forward and took a step.

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

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

Now Han Yu at the end of the team looked up and saw that this scene seemed familiar.

When he was a military commander in Jian'an, he also played this trick, but he just held a waist knife in his left hand and silver in his right hand, which was also a means to attract people's hearts.

When the leader Yu was assigned the fifth disciple, he suddenly heard a harsh chirping, and a strange bird as big as a calf landed in front of the hall.

The bird looks like an eagle but not an eagle. It has brown feathers on its body, its sharp claws are five inches long and shining cold. There are two ferocious bird heads on its neck, and its four small eyes are flashing red.

On the back of the bird was still sitting a figure with a tall crown on his head, his face was covered with inspiration, and there was no clear appearance. Next to him was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with dark skin and nervously looking around.

In the hall, the head of the sect Yu and a group of managers hurried out to greet the hall when they saw the strange bird.

"See Uncle Jiang!" Chief Yu bowed.

The other officials also saluted and looked extremely respectful.

The ten disciples in the hall, the two disciples guarding the gate, knew that the bird was a master of Killing Dan on its back, and knelt down on the ground and gave a great gift.

The person on the bird's back grabbed the child and landed on the ground. A middle-aged Confucian scholar was wearing a long blue gown and a round jade the size of a palm hanging around his waist.

Han Yu's eyes secretly swept over and met his indifferent gaze. He felt that everything on his body could be seen clearly by this person, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

The head of Sect Yu quickly welcomed the Confucian scholar into the hall and asked him to sit down on the main seat, while he now looked respectful.

Seeing the surprised gazes of the disciples, Master Yu quickly introduced them to the ten disciples.

It turns out that this Confucian scholar was also a major practitioner in the sect of Killing Pills. He has already achieved the mid-stage cultivation of Killing Pills and has not wandered around in the sect for many years to seek opportunities.

The disciples hurriedly saluted, hoping to leave a good impression in front of this master.

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

I saw him leading the boy to the back hall, and Master Yu hurriedly followed him.

After half a cup of tea, Master Yu walked out of the back hall, an unnatural look appeared on his face.

I saw that Master Yu adjusted his mood a little, waved to the sixth strong man, and went to the back hall together.

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

The nine disciples in front all received the foundation-building pill and tokens. Master Yu waved at Han Yu a little unnaturally, and Han Yu's uneasiness became even stronger.

But Han Yu quickly adjusted his mind and walked in. Seeing that Master Yu was already full of sorrow, he sighed heavily when he saw Han Yu.

Han Yu found that his left hand was holding an inner door token, but his right hand was empty.
Chapter completed!