After crossing Dasuo Valley outside Fengcheng, passing through Longchuan Gullies, and then hiking to Tianling Mountain. After two months, Zhiyan finally stood at the nine mountains of Tianling Mountain.

The surroundings were covered with ice. At first glance, the world covered with silver was beautiful and crystal clear, with low temperatures and cold air coming towards him. Zhiyan resisted a cold war.

"Who is this? This is the place of the Heavenly Palace. Please leave quickly." Zhiyan took a step forward, but saw a barrier light up at the intersection of the nine mountains. Then two men holding silver spears stood in front of Zhiyan, with a bad tone and a cold face.

Grandmaster strongman!

Zhiyan felt a little astonishment, and her eyes swept over the two of them for a second. No wonder Dean Zichuan said before that ordinary master-level powerhouses were not worthy of the servants of the Heavenly Palace. As soon as he came in, he encountered two master-level powerhouses. Zhiyan couldn't help but look forward to it...

"Come to participate in the selection of members of the Heavenly Palace, this is a palace card." With a thought, Zhiyan took out an amethyst card from Qiankun Space, and the word "天" was engraved in the center.

The two of them had a flash of eyes, they put away their silver spear, their faces eased a little, and with a sneer, the barrier disappeared.

"Come with me." One of the guards said, glanced at Zhiyan, then turned around to lead the way.

Zhiyan followed the man. Half an hour later, she came to a large square. The ground was covered with glazed bricks, empty and solemn. A large building came into view. It was majestic and magnificent, with wisps of white mist lingering, like a fairyland, with a dream-like feeling.

The footsteps fell on the glass bricks, making a crisp sound of stomping. The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and even made people wonder if anyone lived here?

"Don't look around, follow." Seeing Zhiyan's pace slowing down and looking at the surrounding scenery, the guards leading the way couldn't help but say coldly, their eyes full of disdain. As guards of the Heavenly Palace, they were undoubtedly proud.

The Heavenly Palace is powerful and full of talents, but it is not possible for anyone to stay. Most of the people who came to the election could only leave in the end. To be honest, the young man in front of him did not have hope for him.

Zhiyan calmed down, withdrew her gaze from everywhere, and followed the man intently.

After walking around the hall for a half-way circle, entering through an exquisite side door, a flat stone road about one meter wide was straight forward, with cold water rippling on both sides, and large swaths of ice lotus on it. At first glance, it was very spectacular.

The elegant fragrance filled the tip of his nose. Zhiyan couldn't help but sniffed two mouthfuls, and her heart was shocked. The ice lotus actually had so many ice lotus. These are all top-quality spiritual objects, worth tens of thousands of gold, and it's best to use them as medicine. However, it's hard to hit one, but now it's like you don't have money to appear.

This Heavenly Palace is really rich and powerful!

Pressing the throbbing in his heart, Zhiyan walked through the garden, corridor, entered through a rockery, and finally came to a place similar to a backyard under the guidance of the man.

As she appeared, her eyes suddenly came over. There were hundreds of young girls standing in the yard, several years older than her. When she saw her, many people looked at her eyes, and then a low smile sounded from the crowd.

"Haha, another boy came, tsk, the skin is tender and tender, it doesn't look very good at first glance." One man said, his eyes full of contempt.

"You're too young." A girl cried, with a look of arrogance in her eyes.

Except for a few indifferent and cold, unconcerned gazes, most people's eyes showed contempt and contempt in their eyes could be seen at a glance.

"Here, name, age, source." An old woman in her forties walked out of the house, holding a booklet in one hand and a brush in the other, and asked casually with a look at Zhiyan.

"Leng Yan, Twelve, Youlan Academy." Zhiyan said with a calm look.

Everyone showed a look of clarity. When they heard that she was only twelve years old, the contempt in their eyes became even more serious. Some people even hummed without hesitation, as if the king above looked down at the untouchables at his feet. The arrogance scattered from his bones made Zhiyan frown slightly.

"Boy Lin, take him to see the room, and do what he should do. The selection will be formally selected in five days." The old woman snorted from her nose, and then walked out of a rough-looking boy.

"Let's go, boy." The boy snorted, then walked in front of Zhiyan with a proud look.

"Tsk tsk, twelve years old, where is his Heavenly Palace that year? I want to participate in the competition." One person couldn't help but snorted.

"At the same time, I will be eliminated sooner or later, what are you put on?" Looking at Zhiyan's straight back, one of them said angrily. Faced with their provocation and contempt, the boy could even pretend to be calm and gentle. Hum, wait and see, the selection meeting will see if you don't make you look ugly.

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Zhiyan followed the man to a secluded courtyard, and then came to a west-facing room, which was simple to arrange and had nothing else except two beds.

"This is yours, this is mine. Don't disturb me when I'm fine. Humph, I've been in trouble for eight hundred lifetimes and I'm actually in the same room as you, a little white man." The rough boy spat fiercely, looking annoyed.

As the words came, the air trembled, and suddenly felt a slender and cold hand resting on his neck. The thick boy's pupils shrank, and his nerves suddenly became tense. He stared at the boy in black robe in front of him in horror. His throat stinged, and a strong sense of suffocation came, and he felt a sense of death.

"You, loose, let go!" The rough boy struggled, trying to get rid of Zhiyan's shackles, but his hands were tight and clever, and it was hard to break free. The suffocation feeling became heavier and he felt weak in an instant.

"Remember, there are some people you can't mess with, and it's better to put your mouth cleaner for me, otherwise..." Zhiyan approached, and a cold voice sounded in his ears, like Devil's crying, making people feel endless chill from the bottom of his heart.

The boy shook all over, and a surging fear surged into his heart. The slender hand became colder and colder. A coolness spread from his neck and spread to his whole body. His limbs seemed to be frozen, and his body was trembling violently and rustled.

Fear, boundless fear, his pupils widened and his face was ashes. Just when the young man thought he would die, Zhiyan's hand suddenly retracted, and with a bang, his body fell to the ground, causing pain, which just pulled his reason back.

Looking up, the boy in black robe stood coldly in front of him, looking down at him indifferently. A sarcastic curve appeared on Cibai Binghan's face, and a sarcastic cold air was scattered all over his body, his eyes were cold and sharp as if it were substance.

"You..." The boy's heart trembled and he screamed hoarsely. At this moment, he seemed to see the demon, the demon that was covered with evil temperament, which made people unable to help but want to escape.

He was actually afraid of this kid?

Thinking of this, his face became annoyed, and a great shame surged into his heart. He forgot his fear of death just now. He just felt very angry and wanted to go crazy.

"Why, I forgot the lesson so soon? I don't mind doing it again, but I can't guarantee that I will use too much force if I miss it." The smile on Zhiyan's lips became even worse, evil and violent, making people feel chilled.

"No, no." The rough boy's eyes stagnated and he replied hurriedly, he didn't want to do it again.

"Don't bother me if you're okay." Zhiyan dropped a sentence, then walked to her bed and sat down, sat cross-legged on the bed and entered a state of cultivation.

She just finished improving and the breath in her body was not stable enough, so she needs to adjust her breathing and balance recently.

The rough boy sat blankly on the ground, his eyes falling on Zhiyan's body, and his face was full of inquiry. Who was he? He was obviously twelve years old, but he could threaten his safety.

Isn’t the scene just now really an accident? Or is this young man actually hiding his terrifying strength? How is this possible?

The boy named Lin subconsciously shook his head, unable to believe that this boy, who was six years younger than him, would be stronger than him.

Get up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and then sat on his bed, staring at Zhiyan for a moment, but at this moment, Zhiyan opened her eyes, and a sharp cold light flashed through her clear pupils, like a warning, which made the rough boy tremble again, and fear Zhiyan from the bottom of her heart.

Zhiyan closed her eyes again, and her thoughts activated, and the spiritual energy in the Qiankun space was revealed, lingering around her body. The yin and yang energy in her body rotated, absorbed and refined, and at the same time, she regulated her breathing smoothly.

Time flies, two hours pass, Zhiyan wakes up from meditation, and the door opens with a creak. The boy who had had a holiday with him before came in from outside the door, holding two porcelain bowls in his hand, full of food.

"This, yours." As soon as he came in to meet Zhiyan's gaze, the boy's body trembled slightly, and he tried to calmly handed a bowl of rice to Zhiyan.

Zhiyan glanced at him quietly, and then fell on the bowl.

The boy's body shook, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and a hint of grievance appeared on his face, "Don't worry, this food is not poisonous, I, Lin Shuang, will never do such a thing no matter how trashed I am."

Zhiyan's eyes flashed. Did she say he poisoned it? It seems that there was no.

"Thank you." After taking it, Zhiyan spit out two words.

Lin Shuang's body shook violently, and bang, another bowl in her hand fell to the ground, and it was smashed to pieces. The food inside was sprinkled all over the floor, and the oil and water immediately dyed it on the floor.

But Lin Shuang seemed to have not noticed it, her eyes widened, her mouth was enough to stuff an egg, and she looked at Zhiyan in shock.

He, he, he, just said thank you to himself?

For the first time, his chest was undulating, and two blushings were squeezed out from his rough and masculine face.

"No, it doesn't matter." Lin Shuang replied helplessly, suddenly feeling that the boy in front of her was not as hateful as she imagined.

"This is for you." Zhiyan glanced at the food on the ground, frowned, handed the bowl in her hand to the boy's hand, and then walked out without coming back to his senses, "Remember to clean up the room." Her advice floated from the air.

Zhiyan walked to a remote corner, her figure flashed, and disappeared into the universe.
Chapter completed!