Many people shook their heads and rejected this conjecture. It is impossible for a mere newcomer to have any involvement with the Holy Lord.

"Yes, I didn't expect to see Lord Saint again so soon. It's Leng Yan's honor. I just don't know what the Holy Lord is summoning this time?" Zhiyan smiled with a smile on her lips, and said to the superior Holy Lord.

"Some people say that the murder of the children of Lingxiao Palace is unrelated to you." The Holy Lord said, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, changing his joy just now, and the pressure of forcing people came. Zhiyan felt like she was penetrated, as if her sharp eyes could see through what she was thinking in her heart.

Zhiyan's brows jumped, and she was shocked and did not dare to be careless. Her thoughts activated, and the yin and yang energy in her body was rapidly moving, and her face was filled with fear.

"Leng Yan is wronged, please ask Lord Holy Lord to take a look." Her eyes were still clear, but her originally fair and handsome face was blushed with horror and anger, which made her look more vivid. Her bright and clear pupils were thin and clearly visible anger, as if it would ejaculate out in the next second.

The Holy Lord narrowed his eyes and concluded that Zhiyan did not lie. This young man was gifted. Could it be that someone who was interested deliberately framed him and wanted to use his hand to eliminate him?

Thinking of this, the face of the Holy Lord suddenly became extremely ugly. His sharp eyes moved away from Zhiyan and turned to the man in black robe in the hall.

"What's going on?" The voice was low and powerful, falling into the quiet lobby, making people nervous.

Yesterday, the black-robed guard trembled all over, his face showed a look of horror, and he walked out of the team with a trembling look. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at the Holy Lord above.

Seeing him like this, Zhiyan couldn't help but sneer in her heart, thinking that you were today, weren't you still very arrogant yesterday?

"Report to Lord Saint, my subordinates are just doing things according to what they see and hear. Yesterday, a group of people identified him as the murderer who persecuted the children of Lingxiao Palace. We were about to capture him, but he set fire to us." The man gritted his teeth and defended him.

After hearing this, Zhiyan couldn't help but snort. The lobby was originally very quiet, so this sound full of great irony fell into everyone's ears very clearly.

"You say." The Holy Lord turned his gaze to Zhiyan again, his eyes were plain, and the man in black robe was tense, his brows were furrowing involuntarily, and he looked at Zhiyan threatily.

Zhiyan seemed to have not seen him at all, and a sarcasm appeared on the corner of her lips, "Saint Lord asked you to investigate, I wonder how you investigated? Why, just because I was the last one, you have to take revenge on your behalf and try to make me bear the murder charge?"

"You are talking nonsense. It's clearly the ones who blamed them together, but I'm just doing things for business." The man in black robe angrily denied it strongly.

"Yeah, it's true. Those people are indeed criticizing each other, but you also know that they were beaten by me just because of some misunderstandings. As the guard under the lord of the Holy Lord, do you have no ability to judge at all? Or do you just follow the crowd and can't judge right or wrong?"

"Since Lord Holy Lord has given you the important task, you have the responsibility to find out the matter clearly. You cannot conclude that I did it just because of one or two sentences, but should see the essence through phenomena."

"If everyone is like you, I really can't believe what the chaos of the Heavenly Palace will be, and how many people will be unjustly killed? It doesn't matter if you do something wrong. What matters is that you represent the Lord Saint Lord. What you lose is not your own face, but the Lord Saint Lord's reputation. Do you think it's not shameful to revenge private revenge under the banner of Lord Saint Lord?"

In the last sentence, Zhiyan asked almost pointed to the nose of the man in black robe.

A word of the question made everyone take a breath of cold air, and their breathing suddenly became more rapid, and they all looked at the upper Lord of the Holy Lord nervously.

The man in black robe knelt on the ground with a loud bang, trembling all over, and sweating profusely behind him, "Saint Lord, please be aware that my subordinates have no such selfish intentions. I must not believe it. My subordinates are wronged..."

"You really have no selfishness?" Lord Holy Lord shouted, and the captivating pressure suddenly attacked. With a snap, the man was completely soft on the ground, and his whole body was trembling violently.

"Hmph, someone comes, take him down and cut off his hands and feet to show punishment. If someone dares to hide it, it will be like this cup." The Holy Lord pinched his hand gently, and the porcelain white tea cup turned into shatter.

Everyone was silent and did not dare to show off their anger. They knew the methods of the Holy Lord. It was just light to cut off their hands and feet. Thinking of this, everyone's light could not help but turn to Leng Yan standing in the center of the lobby. This boy was wearing a black robe, with a tall figure, a cold and handsome face, and no stranger was seen.

Everyone was stunned and suddenly felt that this kid was a little different, or that they had misread him from the beginning.

The man who brought Zhiyan in was indifferent to his eyes, and his black eyes fell faintly on Zhiyan. For the first time, he carefully looked at the boy who was despised by him at the beginning.

"How about it, can you be satisfied with my treatment?" Lord Holy Lord asked with a kind face after changing his previous serious image.

This time, the people in the hall were completely shocked. The black-robed guards who were originally low and dared not look directly at the Holy Lord raised up, widened their eyes and looked at them incredibly.

Is this their Holy Lord? When did he become so kind and loving?

No, who is this kid? Everyone looked at Lengyan sensitively again.

"Master Saint Lord is wise, Leng Yan is convinced." Zhiyan's face was full of compliments and bowed gently.

"Well, go down. The foreign tribe test in three months, I hope you won't let me down." The Holy Lord nodded, with a hint of relief in the corner of his eyes. This kid's spiritual power was restrained. If he hadn't seen the potential value he exploded last time, he would have really doubted whether he was a blind person in cultivation.

"Yes, Leng Yan left." Zhiyan bent down and turned around and walked out of the lobby.

Seeing everything in front of her, her steps stopped and suddenly realized that she didn't know how to get out.

The white mist was shrouded in front of me, and there were ice crystals everywhere. The fairy fairy was as beautiful as a dream, more shocking than when I came to the Heavenly Palace for the first time, and I once again accepted the impact of my heart.

"I'll take you back." Zhiyan was just as she was conscious, and a low magnetic voice suddenly sounded behind her, and then the man in black robe who led her stood up side by side.

"This is Lingxiao Palace?" Zhiyan did not rush to leave, but asked.

"This is just the Heavenly Palace, and Lingxiao Palace is above the Holy Hall." The man glanced at Zhiyan lightly and said calmly.

Zhiyan raised her eyebrows. It seemed that she still didn't know much about the Heavenly Palace. These messy palaces and halls were in a circle and were not real.

I really don’t know what Lingxiao Palace looks like. I heard that Lingxiao Palace is the highest place in the Heavenly Palace, and there is also the mysterious and powerful God, but I don’t know what he looks like.

"Let's go." Zhiyan looked at the man beside her and reminded that the sky is big and the earth is big and the belly is the biggest. She hasn't eaten breakfast yet.

Spentless all the way, Zhiyan quickly returned to the medicine hall. Seeing Zhiyan coming back intact, Yi Guan and others were relieved.

"I'm back, let's have a meal." Seeing that Zhiyan is not in trouble, Yi Guan greeted him and urged everyone to do work.

After dinner, Zhiyan continued to help pick herbs. After three days, everything was ready. After several days of busyness, everyone could finally take a breath.

"These herbs are all here, how do you plan to place them?" Yi Guan handed a space ring to Zhiyan's hand and asked expectantly. Everyone's eyes were all over, with bright eyes, and their faces were full of excitement.

"Yes, Brother Leng Yan can really turn all these herbs into pills?" Qinglang Chinese characters looked eager and were so excited that they were about to scream.

"Brother Leng Yan said that he is an alchemist, so he is naturally confident of refining these herbs into pills. Haha, I can't wait."

"When will Brother Lengyan start? Can I watch from the side?"

"Yes, we also want to see. We have admired alchemists in the past. It would be great if we could witness an alchemy with our own eyes..."

...Many people shook their heads and rejected this conjecture. It is impossible for mere newcomers to have any involvement with the Holy Lord.

"Yes, I didn't expect to see Lord Saint again so soon. It's Leng Yan's honor. I just don't know what the Holy Lord is summoning this time?" Zhiyan smiled with a smile on her lips, and said to the superior Holy Lord.

"Some people say that the murder of the children of Lingxiao Palace is unrelated to you." The Holy Lord said, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, changing his joy just now, and the pressure of forcing people came. Zhiyan felt like she was penetrated, as if her sharp eyes could see through what she was thinking in her heart.

Zhiyan's brows jumped, and she was shocked and did not dare to be careless. Her thoughts activated, and the yin and yang energy in her body was rapidly moving, and her face was filled with fear.

"Leng Yan is wronged, please ask Lord Holy Lord to take a look." Her eyes were still clear, but her originally fair and handsome face was blushed with horror and anger, which made her look more vivid. Her bright and clear pupils were thin and clearly visible anger, as if it would ejaculate out in the next second.

The Holy Lord narrowed his eyes and concluded that Zhiyan did not lie. This young man was gifted. Could it be that someone who was interested deliberately framed him and wanted to use his hand to eliminate him?

Thinking of this, the face of the Holy Lord suddenly became extremely ugly. His sharp eyes moved away from Zhiyan and turned to the man in black robe in the hall.

"What's going on?" The voice was low and powerful, falling into the quiet lobby, making people nervous.

Yesterday, the black-robed guard trembled all over, his face showed a look of horror, and he walked out of the team with a trembling look. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at the Holy Lord above.

Seeing him like this, Zhiyan couldn't help but sneer in her heart, thinking that you were today, weren't you still very arrogant yesterday?

"Report to Lord Saint, my subordinates are just doing things according to what they see and hear. Yesterday, a group of people identified him as the murderer who persecuted the children of Lingxiao Palace. We were about to capture him, but he set fire to us." The man gritted his teeth and defended him.

After hearing this, Zhiyan couldn't help but snort. The lobby was originally very quiet, so this sound full of great irony fell into everyone's ears very clearly.

"You say." The Holy Lord turned his gaze to Zhiyan again, his eyes were plain, and the man in black robe was tense, his brows were furrowing involuntarily, and he looked at Zhiyan threatily.

Zhiyan seemed to have not seen him at all, and a sarcasm appeared on the corner of her lips, "Saint Lord asked you to investigate, I wonder how you investigated? Why, just because I was the last one, you have to take revenge on your behalf and try to make me bear the murder charge?"

"You are talking nonsense. It's clearly the ones who blamed them together, but I'm just doing things for business." The man in black robe angrily denied it strongly.

"Yeah, it's true. Those people are indeed criticizing each other, but you also know that they were beaten by me just because of some misunderstandings. As the guard under the lord of the Holy Lord, do you have no ability to judge at all? Or do you just follow the crowd and can't judge right or wrong?"

"Since Lord Holy Lord has given you the important task, you have the responsibility to find out the matter clearly. You cannot conclude that I did it just because of one or two sentences, but should see the essence through phenomena."

"If everyone is like you, I really can't believe what the chaos of the Heavenly Palace will be, and how many people will be unjustly killed? It doesn't matter if you do something wrong. What matters is that you represent the Lord Saint Lord. What you lose is not your own face, but the Lord Saint Lord's reputation. Do you think it's not shameful to revenge private revenge under the banner of Lord Saint Lord?"

In the last sentence, Zhiyan asked almost pointed to the nose of the man in black robe.

A word of the question made everyone take a breath of cold air, and their breathing suddenly became more rapid, and they all looked at the upper Lord of the Holy Lord nervously.

The man in black robe knelt on the ground with a loud bang, trembling all over, and sweating profusely behind him, "Saint Lord, please be aware that my subordinates have no such selfish intentions. I must not believe it. My subordinates are wronged..."

"You really have no selfishness?" Lord Holy Lord shouted, and the captivating pressure suddenly attacked. With a snap, the man was completely soft on the ground, and his whole body was trembling violently.

"Hmph, someone comes, take him down and cut off his hands and feet to show punishment. If someone dares to hide it, it will be like this cup." The Holy Lord pinched his hand gently, and the porcelain white tea cup turned into shatter.

Everyone was silent and did not dare to show off their anger. They knew the methods of the Holy Lord. It was just light to cut off their hands and feet. Thinking of this, everyone's light could not help but turn to Leng Yan standing in the center of the lobby. This boy was wearing a black robe, with a tall figure, a cold and handsome face, and no stranger was seen.

Everyone was stunned and suddenly felt that this kid was a little different, or that they had misread him from the beginning.

The man who brought Zhiyan in was indifferent to his eyes, and his black eyes fell faintly on Zhiyan. For the first time, he carefully looked at the boy who was despised by him at the beginning.

"How about it, can you be satisfied with my treatment?" Lord Holy Lord asked with a kind face after changing his previous serious image.

This time, the people in the hall were completely shocked. The black-robed guards who were originally low and dared not look directly at the Holy Lord raised up, widened their eyes and looked at them incredibly.

Is this their Holy Lord? When did he become so kind and loving?

No, who is this kid? Everyone looked at Lengyan sensitively again.

"Master Saint Lord is wise, Leng Yan is convinced." Zhiyan's face was full of compliments and bowed gently.

"Well, go down. The foreign tribe test in three months, I hope you won't let me down." The Holy Lord nodded, with a hint of relief in the corner of his eyes. This kid's spiritual power was restrained. If he hadn't seen the potential value he exploded last time, he would have really doubted whether he was a blind person in cultivation.

"Yes, Leng Yan left." Zhiyan bent down and turned around and walked out of the lobby.

Seeing everything in front of her, her steps stopped and suddenly realized that she didn't know how to get out.

The white mist was shrouded in front of me, and there were ice crystals everywhere. The fairy fairy was as beautiful as a dream, more shocking than when I came to the Heavenly Palace for the first time, and I once again accepted the impact of my heart.

"I'll take you back." Zhiyan was just as she was conscious, and a low magnetic voice suddenly sounded behind her, and then the man in black robe who led her stood up side by side.

"This is Lingxiao Palace?" Zhiyan did not rush to leave, but asked.

"This is just the Heavenly Palace, and Lingxiao Palace is above the Holy Hall." The man glanced at Zhiyan lightly and said calmly.

Zhiyan raised her eyebrows. It seemed that she still didn't know much about the Heavenly Palace. These messy palaces and halls were in a circle and were not real.
To be continued...