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

Chapter 55 Taoist Jade Elephant is so pitiful, let's open the banquet!
From Yang An's quiet attack to Taoist Yuxiang'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 would be so vicious and decisive, he would strike without any hesitation, just like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, a sudden blow would be a fatal blow.

Even before they could react, Taoist Yuxiang had already suffered successive blows and died.

Too bad!
Everyone originally thought that they could see a very tragic fight, and the two sides would do everything in order to survive.

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

Anyone who offended the old man Minghe will have the only chance to be forgiven at this banquet.

That is to come to the old man Minghe when he accepts new disciples to hold a teacher apprentice banquet. As long as he can kill his new disciple, he will be forgiven by the old man Minghe, and the past will be wiped out.

If he didn't take the initiative to come, the apprentice banquet would still go on as usual, but no one would know what the old man Minghe would do afterwards.

Although Minghemen has been relatively quiet in recent years, many sects in Hanzhou have gradually prospered, which is much bigger than Minghemen.

But Minghemen has never been famous for its sect's prestige, and the only one who can make everyone fearful is the 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, but he won't care about it.

But you can't offend him in 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 point of no return.

Lengtouqing had done this before, and the final result was that more than 140 monks in the entire mountain gate were all buried in the sea of ​​flames, and no one was spared.

So this is actually a lesson of blood, so that everyone is so familiar with the rules of old man Minghe.

In fact, before Yang An, there were already four new disciples who had held apprentice banquets in succession, and all of them died at the hands of others. The previous monks were easily forgiven by the old man Minghe.

But no one thought that Taoist Yuxiang would be so unlucky to meet such an insidious and cunning guy, whose viciousness almost caught up with the old man Minghe.

He didn't even give him a chance to breathe, and he was decisive, leaving no room for his shots, and every move was a deadly move.

Taoist Yuxiang is really 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 stuff, jackals, tigers and leopards are simply not too good for each other!
If Yang An knew what these guys were thinking, I don't know how he would feel, but now he is quietly waiting for Old Man Minghe's reply.

After killing Taoist Jade Elephant, he raised the tea in his hand again, and he had already breathed out.

The old man Minghe stared at him, silent, his sharp gaze made Yang An murmur in his heart.

But when he thought that he didn't have any bad rules, it was indeed the old guy who said he would do it, and he did it. This was not considered a sneak attack, at most it was just a quicker attack.

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

Just say you want to drink or not?

There was silence in Jinyang Pavilion for two seconds, and suddenly two completely different laughter resounded all at once.

The old man Minghe laughed, very happy, and seemed quite satisfied with Yang An's performance.

At the same time, the crane head on his shoulders was also laughing wildly, looking at Yang An meaningfully, the laughter was obviously different from the usual weirdness, on the contrary, it seemed like surprise and accident.

"Okay, okay! It's worthy of being the disciple that the teacher likes, and I am very satisfied with the teacher!"

"From today onwards, you are the teacher's true disciple, the thirteenth young master of the Hemen!"

After finishing speaking, he took the green tea from Yang An's hand and drank it down in one gulp.

The laughter of the crane head next to him stopped abruptly, and then he looked at the old man Minghe angrily, and cursed.

"You old guy! I'm also his master, what should I drink after you drink all the tea? Don't you take me seriously?!"

Yang An: "..."

Seeing this posture, Hetou might be able to fight the old man Minghe on the spot in a fit of anger.

Yang An reacted very quickly, and immediately poured another cup of tea, served it to the crane's head respectfully, and called Master again.

Anyway, worshiping one is also worshiping, and worshiping two is also worshiping, these two old guys are the same.

Seeing Yang An's alertness, Hetou immediately squinted his eyes and showed a smile on his face, sucking up the tea in the cup like a dragon sucking water.

"Smart boy! Not bad! You are more troublesome than these trash guys. If they bully you in the future, I can eat them for you!"

His gaze swept across the disciples in front of him, which immediately made Yang An's heart shudder.

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 more, afraid of offending people on both sides, Yang Yu silently backed away.

Since the old guy drank tea, the process is basically over at this time, and the next thing should be the time for the banquet.

Since it was a teacher apprenticeship banquet, there must be a banquet as well.

But as soon as he thought of this, Yang An couldn't help looking at the second senior brother Fu Ming next to him, thinking of something else.

There are no boys or servants in Minghemen, 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?
Could it be that the corpse slave has 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?
Thinking of these monks sitting around the banquet and eating a big pot of rice, Yang An almost froze in that 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, got a signal from the old man Minghe, and immediately said in a serious and loud voice:
"It's hard work for all the seniors to come from afar to bear this testimony, and now that the ceremony has been completed, I ordered the Hemen to have a new disciple!

Then, seniors, let's have a seat! "

coming!

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

But as soon as the second senior brother Fu Ming finished speaking, the monks in the banquet below did not see anyone sitting down, waiting for the food to be served. Instead, each one of them seemed to have been prepared, and stretched out their hands to their respective storage instruments.

In the next second, Yang An was dumbfounded when he saw the actions of these monks.

"Congratulations to Minghemen for accepting a high-ranking student. The Daoist Shiquan of Xia Jinfengling specially offered a pot of silt dew dragon spring to the thirteen young masters. Please taste it!"

A white-haired and childlike man opened his mouth first, took out a pot from the magic weapon, and then cupped his hands towards Yang Euan.

"Congratulations to senior Minghe for accepting a high-ranking apprentice. Taoist Quanji at the Xiayuan Mountain Gate specially presents a piece of blood monkey fruit, a wonderful spiritual object, to the thirteen young masters. Please taste it!"

A monk took out a fist-sized fruit that looked red, and there was even a lot of viscous liquid on the surface of the fruit.

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

Some monks even took out several soft red objects the size of thumbs intertwined together. The object was still slowly crawling in his hand, and it looked like it was still alive.

"..."

Co-authoring this apprentice banquet is not for them, but for me? !

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

But at this moment, someone behind him suddenly pressed his shoulder.

Yang An turned his head and looked, it was the second senior brother Fu Ming.

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

"Junior brother, go and taste it quickly. These are all the wishes of the seniors. Each of them is a spiritual treasure that can nourish you. You can't let it go or waste it!"

"..."

Yang An was stunned, only then did he realize that behind him, the other brothers and sisters of the same school were all looking at him with gloating looks on their faces.

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, without saying anything.

It seems that he has no right to choose not to eat at all.

　Although late but arrived, sweet dreams everyone!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)