"That person should have come back with him too. Do we need to go over and test it?"
A disciple came over and bowed, his eyes full of respect.
He is the eldest brother of the North God Palace, the mad beast Deng Dian.
He is the strongest person among the young generation of the entire North God Palace, and also the most prestigious person.
"No need, he is here. The palace master will hold a meeting soon and will see you at that time."
"If I remind you, you'd better keep it in your heart. No matter what you think, you should put the interests of the God of God first."
"The most important thing about joining the temple is to strengthen one's own strength, rather than arguing about something outside of it. If you are too obsessed with it, it will only have disadvantages and no benefits for improving your strength."
Deng Dian withdrew his gaze and looked at the disciple in front of him, his brows frowned. Since the news about Qin Chang'an reached the Divine Palace City.
These guys were talking about something privately. It was not that he didn't understand, but he just didn't want to worry about these things.
It’s better to practice and enhance your own strength than to have this time.
The disciple did not speak, lowered his head deeply and his eyes shaking.
Deng Dian looked at him and sighed softly, then turned around and returned to the palace, continuing his own cultivation, waiting for the palace master to summon him.
After he left, the disciple outside the door stood up, looked deeply at the dark green palace in front of him, and bowed.
"Senior Brother, you saved my life. I will never allow anyone to take away what belongs to you."
"I don't regret it even if I bear the blame for thousands of infamous."
The man turned around and left, his eyes full of determination, no matter how strong the bloodline talented this guy suddenly appeared.
As long as he threatens the status of the senior brother, he will definitely not be kept.
In a dense forest nearly a hundred meters ahead, there were more than a dozen disciples from the North God Palace. Everyone nodded slightly and looked at the Tiantian Kunpeng who had entered the God Palace City.
After looking at each other, they turned around silently and walked into the dense forest.
In the Shrine Square, the Swallowing Kunpeng fell from the sky and landed on the square. The huge wind and thunder wings gathered and bent down.
Bang!
The moment the Swallowing Heaven Kunpeng landed steadily, the gate of the hall where Pang Xiu was located opened, and he walked out with a gloomy face, dragging the dying Chu Jingsheng with his left hand.
The latter was covered in blood, and only white bones were left in his right hand. His face was pale, his pupils were scattered, and his expression was terrified, as if he had experienced something extremely terrifying.
"Great Elder, have you been called?"
Qin Changan looked at the terrible Chu Jingsheng and couldn't help but feel a little cold. It's hard to imagine what Chu Jingsheng had experienced in the hall.
"This guy is not strong, his mouth is very hard, his flesh is almost gone, and he still grits his teeth and doesn't say anything."
"Don't worry, there is a special criminal department in the Shenmiao Castle. The one in it has much more methods than me. No one can hide secrets in his hands."
The elder shook his head gently. He was not strong and his bones were very hard. He deserved to be the one who was designated as the next leader of the Life and Death Sect.
A hint of surprise also appeared on Qin Changan's face.
"Zhao Ziling, take him to your Ziyang Peak and live with you. I'll report to the palace master."
The elder glanced at Zhao Ziling behind him and said, and after that, he hurriedly carried Chu Jingsheng and shot towards the depths of the Shengong City.
Only Qin Changan and the others looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
With the departure of the Great Elder, the remaining disciples of the North God Palace also left one after another.
After a moment, Qin Changan, Zhao Ziling and Lin Wanwan were left.
"Every disciple in the Divine Palace has his own place of cultivation. Ziyang Peak is the cultivation assigned to us. The range is very large, almost a mountain range."
Lin Wanwan briefly introduced Ziyang Peak. The inner disciples are concentrated in their practice, but as elders, they naturally have a considerable special nature.
There is a complete spiritual vein in Ziyang Peak, and the spiritual power is in the top 20 even in the entire Shengong City.
It is called the Twin Peak together with the Ziling Peak where the eldest brother Deng Dian is located.
At first, she was also curious about why she and Zhao Ziling were assigned to such a blessed land, but Zhao Ziling reminded him.
The North God Palace was not assigned to the two of them, but to Qin Changan.
"I suspect that the elder did it on purpose. Zi Yangfeng and Zi Lingfeng face to face. Standing on the mountainside, you can see the palace where the elder brother practiced."
"I want you to play with him first."
Zhao Ziling's eyes shook, and he looked at the great elder who disappeared into the street and secretly praised him. These old men had a lot of thoughts.
Is this trying to test Qin Changan again?
"Lead the way, you are a real man. If you have time to think about these things, it is better to improve your martial arts proficiency."
Qin Changan slapped Zhao Ziling in the back of the head. The soldiers came to block the generals and the water came to cover the soil. They could not hide when they were to face it.
The city of Shengong was filled with people, and pedestrians were endless on the streets. Qin Changan even saw a half-orc with a tiger head and a human body.
"etc."
At a street entrance, Qin Changan suddenly stopped and felt the blood boiling in his body. His eyes slowly turned to an ordinary stall next to him.
This is a stall set up by an old man. The old man was carrying a yellow gourd, squinting his eyes, and savoring the wine in the gourd one by one.
There was a blush on his face and a faint smile on his lips.
Qin Changan came to the stall, picked up a small black tripod, and asked while looking at it.
"Old man, how do you sell this small tripod?"
"Twenty Spirit Yuan Pills, no discount, I only collect the Spirit Yuan Pills. If you don't have one, then let it go and go."
The old man poured a sip of wine into his mouth, raised his sleepy eyes and looked at Qin Changan, looked up and down, and spoke.
"How many? Twenty Spirit Yuan Dans, old man, are you robbing in the Divine Palace City?"
Before Qin Changan could say anything, Zhao Ziling, who was standing behind him, suddenly shouted loudly with his beard and glaring.
Even their elders and disciples can only receive two Spiritual Yuan Pills a month. This guy only spoke twenty, which was almost a year's worth.
"You can choose not to buy it. Did I ask you to buy it?"
The old man didn't even look at Zhao Ziling, raised the gourd in his hand and put it beside his mouth to taste the wine, and said lightly.
Zhao Ziling wanted to say something, but Qin Changan reached out to stop him.
"I can give these twenty spiritual essence pills, but if it is just this small tripod, it would be a loss for me."
"Although this small tripod contains a lot of spiritual power, it is not worth twenty spiritual eggs, so if you give me another item, I can consider it."
Qin Changan had a smile on his face, and he kept holding the small tripod in his hand, but his eyes looked at a red token piled in a box next to him.