Ancient Martial God

"Senior's kindness, Xiao Yun accepted it heartily." Xiao Yun said after hesitating for a moment.

If Xiao Yun was an ordinary martial artist, then it would be a good thing to join the white-haired old man. But that's not the case with Xiao Yun. He still has supreme treasures such as ancient secret realms in his body.

It may be difficult for others to understand, but what if this white-haired old man has the ability to understand? Moreover, why did the other party recruit him at this time instead of recruiting him before?

No matter how you think about it, it may not be a good thing.

Refused?

The people present were stunned.

The eyes of Mo Wu and others were extremely red, and they wanted to beat Xiao Yun to death. You actually refused this great opportunity? Don't give it to us.

"Xiao Yun, the palace master wants to take you in with good intentions, please agree quickly." Xiao Yu said hurriedly, staring at Xiao Yun with her beautiful eyes. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but you actually refused?

"You don't understand." Xiao Yun shook his head.

"I don't understand, then tell me, why did you refuse?" Xiao Yu said anxiously, this is a great thing that not many people can ask for.

"I can't explain it to you now, let's wait until later." Xiao Yun said casually.

Xiao Yu was about to speak, but was interrupted by the white-haired old man, "If you don't think about yourself, don't you think about your family as well?"

family……

Xiao Yun stopped.

"You are a smart man. If you walk out of here, do you think you can walk out of Xuancheng alive? Even if you have some ability, you can leave Xuancheng alive. What about your family? Can you ensure their safety? Boy, you have offended too many people. More." The white-haired old man said calmly.

Although the white-haired old man spoke vaguely, Xiao Yun could understand the meaning of his words.

Xiao Yun offended not just people, but a large sect.

Will Tianluo Sect let him go?

Certainly not.

Xiao Yun couldn't help but think of the Xiao family, his uncle, Sister Lan, and Xiao Yu in Bingxin Sect. Xiao Yun didn't want to see any accident happen to any of them.

It's a pity that he doesn't have enough time. If he is given enough time as a buffer, Xiao Yun believes that with his own foundation, he will reach a higher level in a short time.

"Can you protect my family from accidents?" Xiao Yun turned around and looked at the white-haired old man.

"Yes, I can keep your family safe for one year." The white-haired old man nodded slightly.

"One year is too short." Xiao Yun shook his head.

"That's enough. One year is enough. If you can't grow up to the point where you can protect your family in this year, then you are not worthy of staying under my sect." The white-haired old man said indifferently.

No matter what, it should be enough to buy one year for my family.

After Xiao Yun hesitated for a moment, he nodded and said, "I would like to join the senior family."

"From this moment on, you are the seventh direct disciple of my eighty-first generation in the South Academy." The white-haired old man nodded slightly and said.

Except for Huang Yihong and Liu Yao, the great deacon of Kuanglang Valley, whose faces were extremely ugly, the faces of the others were pretty good, especially Bing Yu from the Bing Xin Sect, who had a happy smile on his face.

The younger generation, headed by Mo Wu and others, looked at Xiao Yun with envy and jealousy. Many people were thinking that it would be nice if they could change with Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yu, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief. Previously, she was still worried about Xiao Yun's rejection.

For family...

Xiao Yu took a deep look at Xiao Yun, with a strange look in her beautiful eyes.

Among the younger generation, only Ye Gucheng looked extremely ugly, because not only did he not get any benefits this time, but he provoked Xiao Yun.

If the Ye family knew about this, they would definitely punish him severely.

"Palace Master..." Xiao Yun said.

"Call me the master of the hospital." The white-haired old man corrected.

The master of the hospital?

Everyone present looked surprised, including the deacons of Nangong Wudian, who looked at the white-haired old man in surprise. Isn't this white-haired old man the master of the left hall? Why did he become the master of the hospital again?

"South Campus is re-established, congratulations, congratulations. I also want to congratulate senior brother for recruiting a good student."

A majestic voice came, and an old man wearing a black gold martial robe was seen standing in the air, looking at the white-haired old man with a smile.

"Meet the Palace Master!"

The deacons and others of Nangong Wudian knelt down and saluted.

Even Huang Yihong and others were afraid to salute, because the old man in black gold martial robes in front of them was the main hall master of Nangong Martial Palace, and this person was in charge of the power of Nangong Martial Palace.

"Don't be so weird, do you really think I don't know what you are laughing at?" the white-haired old man said with a cold expression.

"Of course I had to laugh. Originally, I thought that the guy who rang the ten bells must be an amazing genius, but I never expected that he would be a semi-waste martial artist."

The old man in the black gold martial robe shook his head and sighed: "You have been waiting for so many years, and what are you waiting for in the end? It's not all in vain. I have told you to give up the South Campus as soon as possible. If you give up the South Campus as soon as possible, the North and South Campus will be better. The day of the merger is the day when our Nangong Martial Palace rises. However, you have always stubbornly maintained the old tradition."

"Look at the tradition of your South Campus, what did you get in the end? After waiting for nearly a hundred years, you got a semi-wasted martial arts cultivator? So what if he can ring the bell ten times? He alone can make your South Campus the best. Is your pulse rising? Senior brother, I advise you not to be too whimsical."

"Senior brother, I will give you one last chance. Give up the South Campus. You and I, brothers and sisters, will join forces to reorganize the Nangong Martial Hall. One day, I, the Nangong Martial Hall, will surely become the number one Martial Hall in the Great Yan Dynasty."

The white-haired old man glanced at the old man in black gold martial robes lightly, and then pointed at Xiao Yun, "He alone will be enough to withstand all the members of your North Campus combined in the future."

"he?"

The old man in the black gold martial robe glanced at Xiao Yun and couldn't help but raise his head and laugh, "Can one person resist the three thousand members of my North Academy in the future? A half-invalid martial artist?"

"The person who can make the heavenly bell ring ten times is absolutely extraordinary." The white-haired old man said seriously.

"Can a semi-disabled martial artist become an extraordinary person?"

The old man in the black gold martial robe sneered, "Since you insist on doing this, senior brother, then follow the rules. The South Campus will be re-established, and our North Campus will also be re-established. According to the original agreement, our North Campus will give him one month. One month. After that, the dispute between the North and South Academy continues. I want to see if the semi-wasted martial arts cultivator you mentioned in the future can really resist the three thousand members of our North Academy."

After saying this, the old man in black gold martial robe did not wait for the white-haired old man to speak, directly waved his sleeves and left on the spot.

Surprise, really unexpected.

The front hall was eerily quiet, and everyone looked surprised.

The Nangong Martial Hall is actually divided into the South Court and the North Court?

Everyone frowned.

But this change made Huang Yihong and Liu Yao, who were originally frowning, heave a sigh of relief. Although they didn't know what was going on, it seemed that the South Courtyard and the North Courtyard of Nangong Martial Palace were at odds with each other.

The key is that the South Campus is very weak, with only seven people.

In the north courtyard, there are three thousand people.

Ye Gucheng's worry dissipated and he couldn't help but smile. He was originally worried that he would offend Xiao Yun and be punished by the Ye family, but he didn't expect that something would happen.

He is a member of the North Academy, while Xiao Yun is a member of the South Academy.

The North Courtyard and the South Courtyard don't get along, so what does it matter if they offend Xiao Yun?

Moreover, the Palace Master just said that in one month, the North Court will compete with the South Court. By then, Xiao Yun, as a member of the South Court, will definitely participate in this competition.

One month will give you one more month to live.

Ye Gucheng glanced at Xiao Yun.