"Senior, you are well intentioned, Xiao Yun has understood." After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Yun said.

If Xiao Yun is an ordinary martial artist, then joining the White haired Elder's sect is a good thing. But Xiao Yun is not. He still possesses supreme treasures such as the Ancient Secret Realm.

Others may find it difficult to discern, but what if this old man with white hair has the ability to discern? And why didn't the other party admit themselves before, but did they admit them at this time?

No matter what you think, it may not necessarily be a good thing.

Refused?

The people present were stunned.

Mo Wu and others had extremely red eyes, wishing to kill Xiao Yun. You refused the great opportunity? Don't give it to us.

"Xiao Yun, the Lord of the Palace kindly wants to accept you. You should agree quickly." Xiao Yu hurriedly said, staring at Xiao Yun with beautiful eyes. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but you refused?

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

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

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

Xiao Yu was about to speak, but was interrupted by the old man with white hair. "Don't you think for yourself, don't you think for your family too?"

Family

Xiao Yun stopped his steps.

"You are a smart person. If you leave here, do you think you can leave Xuancheng alive? Even if you have some ability, you can leave Xuancheng alive. What about your family? Can you ensure their safety? Kid, you have offended too many people." The old man with white hair said calmly.

Although the old man with white hair spoke vaguely, Xiao Yun could understand the meaning behind his words.

Xiao Yun offended not only people, but also a large group of people.

Will Tianluo Sect spare him?

Definitely not.

Xiao Yun couldn't help but think of the Xiao family, Uncle, Lan Jie, and Xiao Yu in the Ice Heart Sect. Xiao Yun didn't want to see any of them have an accident.

Unfortunately, he doesn't have enough time. If given enough time to buffer, Xiao Yun believes that with his own background, he will definitely reach a higher level in a short period of time.

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

"Sure, I can keep your family safe for a year," the old man with white hair nodded slightly.

"A year is too short," Xiao Yun shook his head.

"Enough, one year is enough. If you haven't grown to the extent of protecting your family in this year, then you don't deserve to continue staying under my door," said the old man with white hair indifferently.

Anyway, it should be enough to buy a year for my family.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Yun nodded and said, "I am willing to join the sect of the senior."

"From this moment on, you will be the seventh personal disciple of the 81st generation of our Southern Academy," said the old man with white hair, nodding slightly.

Except for Huang Yihong and Liu Yao, the great deacon of Kuanglang Valley, whose faces were extremely ugly, everyone else's faces were okay, especially the Ice Language of the Ice Heart Sect, with a happy smile on their faces.

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

But Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, as she had been worried about Xiao Yun's refusal earlier.

For the sake of family

Xiao Yu gave Xiao Yun a deep glance, her beautiful eyes showing a strange expression.

Among the younger generation, only Ye Gucheng had an extremely ugly face, because this time he not only failed to gain any benefits, but also provoked Xiao Yun.

If this matter is known to the Ye family, he will definitely be severely punished.

"The Palace Master..." Xiao Yun spoke up.

"Call me the principal," the old man with white hair corrected.

Principal?

Everyone present showed surprise, including the deacon of the Nangong Martial Palace who looked at the old man with white hair unexpectedly. Isn't this old man with white hair the Left Hall Master? How did he become the principal again?

"Nanyuan has been re established. Congratulations, congratulations. I also want to congratulate Senior Brother on recruiting a good student."

A majestic voice came, and an old man wearing a black and gold martial robe stood in the air, looking at the white haired old man with a smile on his face.

"See the temple master!"

The deacons of the Nangong Martial Hall and others all knelt down and saluted.

Even Huang Yihong and others were frightened and saluted, because the old man in the black and gold martial robe in front of them was the main hall owner of the Nangong Martial Hall, who held the great power of the Nangong Martial Hall.

"Don't be so weird, you really think I don't know what you're laughing at?" The old man with white hair said coldly.

"Of course I have to laugh. I thought that the person who rings the heavenly bell ten times must be a genius, but I never expected it to be a semi useless martial arts cultivator."

The old man in the black golden martial robe shook his head and sighed, "After waiting for so many years, what did you finally get? It's not just a blank slate. I've told you to give up the Southern Court earlier and not do it. If you give up the Southern Court earlier, the day when the North and South Courts merge will be the day when our Southern Palace Martial Palace rises. However, you have always stubbornly maintained the old tradition."

"Take a look at the tradition of your Southern Academy lineage, and what did you ultimately gain? After waiting for nearly a hundred years, you have reached a semi useless martial arts cultivation. Even if he can ring ten heavenly bells, what if he alone can make your Southern Academy lineage rise? Senior brother, I advise you not to be too imaginative."

"Senior brother, I will give you one last chance to give up the Southern Court. Our senior brothers and I will work together to reorganize the Southern Palace Martial Hall, and one day we will be able to make our Southern Palace Martial Hall the leader of the Great Flame Emperor's Martial Hall."

The old man with white hair gave a faint glance at the old man in the black golden martial robe and then pointed to Xiao Yun, "He alone will be able to withstand the sum of all the members of your northern courtyard in the future."

"He?"

After glancing at Xiao Yun, the old man in the Black Gold Martial Robe couldn't help but burst out laughing, "In the future, can one person withstand three thousand members of our North Court? One and a half useless martial arts cultivator?"

"The person who can make the heavenly bell ring ten times is by no means ordinary," said the old man with white hair with a serious expression.

"Can even a semi useless martial artist become an extraordinary person?"

The old man in the Black Gold Martial Robe sneered and said, "Since you insist on doing so, senior brother, let's follow the rules. If the Southern Court is re established, our Northern Court will also be re established. According to the original agreement, our Northern Court will give him one month. After one month, the dispute between the Northern and Southern Courts will continue. I want to see if what you said about semi deposed martial arts cultivation in the future can really withstand the three thousand members of our Northern Court."

After saying these words, the old man in the black and gold martial robe didn't wait for the old man with white hair to speak. He waved his sleeve and left on the spot.

Unexpected, it's really too unexpected.

The front hall was surprisingly quiet, and everyone's faces were filled with surprises.

Surprisingly, there is a division between the South and North courtyards in the Nangong Martial Hall?

Everyone frowned one after another.

But this incident relieved Huang Yihong and Liu Yao, who were originally worried. Although they didn't know what was going on, it seemed that the southern and northern courtyards of the Nangong Martial Palace were not compatible.

The key is that the power of the Southern Court is very weak, with only seven people.

There are three thousand people in the northern courtyard.

Ye Gucheng's sorrow dissipated and he couldn't help but smile. He was originally worried about offending Xiao Yun and being punished by the Ye family, but unexpectedly, he caused an uproar.

He is a member of the Northern Academy, while Xiao Yun is a member of the Southern Academy.

What's the point of offending Xiao Yun even if the North Court and the South Court are not compatible?

Moreover, the temple master just said that in a month, the North Court will compete with the South Court, and Xiao Yun, as a member of the South Court, will definitely participate in this competition.

One month, let you live an extra month.

Ye Gucheng glanced at Xiao Yun.