"Be a good boy... The Qin family is going to kneel down and ask him to come back."
"In three months, I went from genius to waste, from waste to genius. Why do I feel like this guy is rubbing against my IQ?"
"I have also witnessed the birth of the Holy Vein. When he takes the position of the Palace Master of the North Road Shrine, I will have the capital to brag..."
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The casual cultivators around looked at Qin Changan, who was shrouded in purple light on the altar, with a hint of disbelief and shock in their eyes. Looking at the slender and straight figure, many people's eyes gradually became eager.
If you can establish a good relationship with him at this time, taking care of yourself in the future may be higher than what you will achieve if you work hard for half a lifetime.
However, some of the casual cultivators who had been staying in Beiling City had weird expressions on their faces. When the news that Qin Changan was a waste came three months ago, it caused the whole city to burst into laughter.
Now this trash has suddenly transformed into an unattainable seventh-grade holy vein. Perhaps the most embarrassing person here is the Cui family, right?
Among the surrounding restaurants, the more powerful casual cultivators began to turn their attention to the Cui family, their eyes flashing with strange lights, and some of them quickly left and went straight out of Beiling City.
"How is it possible..."
Cui Shiya clenched his hands, clasped his index fingers into his palms, and blood flowed out from between his fingers. He stared at the figure in the field and whispered with gritted teeth.
How can he take revenge? The North Dao Shrine has not produced a seventh-grade holy vein in the past thirty years. This guy will definitely be trained intensively. Once he becomes the Young Palace Master, there is no need for him to do anything. Those who want to please will definitely
Take action against the Cui family.
After all, the hatred between the Cui family and him was well known throughout the city.
"We must not let him return to the North Road Shrine alive, we must kill him!"
Cui Shiya secretly made up his mind.
"Hahahaha, congratulations to the Master of the Qin family. The Qin family has produced such a talented person. It is only a matter of time before he rises to prominence. I hope he will not forget to support us in the future."
Zhao Changyi looked at Qin Jianghuai, whose face was ashen, with a smile on his lips. Looking at his gloomy eyes, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. It was obvious that the Qin family was already under his control, but now, as soon as Qin Changan's incident came out,
, he is completely useless.
Qin Jianghuai ignored Zhao Changyi, his face was livid, his eyes were wide-eyed, and his chest was heaving violently.
Why is this happening? He has been planning for so long, and why does it lead to this result? It is obvious that he is close to completely controlling the Qin family, but why does Qin Changan do bad things every time at a critical point?
No! He is not willing to do so!
The figures of the Seventh Elder and the Thirteenth Elder swayed slightly, and came to Qin Changan's side nervously. With a wave of their sleeves, an invisible force enveloped the area, covering up the overflow of purple light.
"Okay, the awakening is over, you can put your hands down."
The Thirteenth Elder said in a low voice with a smile on his face. Originally, they were not very happy when they came to Beiling City. After all, this was just a border city, the situation was chaotic, and their spiritual power was shallow.
Qin Changan nodded slowly and put his hand down. After losing his support, he staggered and almost fell over. His face was pale, his breath was weak, and he drew more blood in the last session than in the previous six sessions combined.
Even if there was a sea of blood in his body, he couldn't withstand this level of consumption. It felt like his entire body had been drained.
Snap!
The Thirteenth Elder stretched out his hand to support him, and a gentle spiritual power slowly flowed from his shoulders into his body, warming his meridians and gradually restoring some color to his face.
"Thank you, elder!"
Qin Changan was a little surprised, but he still clasped his fists in thanks.
"We can't wait too long. We will return to the palace immediately. Once the news spreads, the tragedy from forty years ago will most likely happen again. At that time, we will all be sinners in the palace."
The Seventh Elder glanced at Qin Changan with a strange look in his eyes. He had just acquiesced to his disciples provoking him. If he was resented because of this incident, his life in the future would not be easy.
"Yes, we must not let that happen again. The shrine can no longer bear such a disaster."
The Thirteenth Elder nodded heavily, with a solemn look on his face, and scanned the surrounding casual cultivators with cold eyes. Although they had suppressed the spiritual light of the stone pillars, there was no telling how many of these casual cultivators were undercovers sent by those guys.
It is impossible to completely conceal the news.
"Take Zhao Ziling, let's leave, and let Cui Jingtian and the others bring back the remaining disciples."
The seventh elder took out a thumb-sized ball from his arms and waved it towards the golden stone pillar, and the stone pillar disappeared immediately.
The Thirteenth Elder nodded lightly, patted Qin Changan on the shoulder, then turned around and flew towards the high platform.
Qin Changan looked at the two elders at a loss, not understanding what was happening and why he felt as if the situation had suddenly become tense.
This atmosphere is wrong. Shouldn't he receive countless cheers and elders congratulating him for awakening the seventh-grade holy vein? Why do he act like he is facing a formidable enemy?
"Elder, we are..."
Qin Changan looked at the seventh elder carefully, wanting to know something from him.
"Listen, due to some special reasons, our current situation is very dangerous. We may die at any time. Your talent is very strong, but you can only use your talent after returning to the palace. You can
There is a future.”
"If you die on the road, you are nothing but a corpse. Therefore, all subsequent actions must be based on our instructions and do not make arbitrary decisions."
After collecting the stone pillar, the Seventh Elder turned around and looked at Qin Changan, who looked confused, and said solemnly, although this guy is only in the Houtian realm, he knew from Zhao Changyi's previous introduction that this guy is not a peaceful master.
You must say hello in advance to avoid causing more trouble later.
Qin Changan's pupils shrank slightly, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, and he keenly grasped the key point of the seventh elder's words, death? Is there anyone who dares to ambush the North Dao Shrine team in the Northern Territory?
Just when Qin Changan wanted to ask more about the situation, the Thirteenth Elder had already carried Zhao Ziling back to the altar and nodded lightly towards the Seventh Elder.
"Everyone, something happened today for a reason. The two of us must return to the palace as soon as possible. The aftermath will trouble you. I will make up for it next time I come."
The Seventh Elder slightly cupped his hands towards the people on the high platform, then turned around and carried Qin Changan and the Thirteenth Elder together into a stream of light rising into the sky and shooting away into the distance.
The speed was so fast that it disappeared from the sky in just the blink of an eye, leaving everyone looking at each other.
Cui Shiya took a deep look into the distance, then excused himself and quickly returned to Cui's house. There was a hint of evil in his eyes that was gradually spreading. No matter what the cost, he would never let Qin Changan arrive at Beidao Shrine smoothly.
Qin Jianghuai also left, but he did not return to Qin's house after leaving. Instead, he entered an ancient street archway with resentment in his eyes.
A series of things happened suddenly. It took less than a quarter of an hour from Qin Changan's awakening of the seventh-grade holy vein to the two elders taking him away. The casual cultivators around him had not yet recovered from the shock.
, they have disappeared into the horizon.
But now that everyone from the North Road Shrine has left, it would be no fun for them to stay any longer, so they dispersed one after another.
"Red Lotus Fire? It's interesting. I didn't expect that since there were so many interesting things happening in the imperial city when I went to report on my duties, could it be that the guys from the Zoroastrian Cult in the Western Regions got involved?"
"Seventh Grade Holy Vein, if this little guy can return to the North Dao Shrine safely, Old Man Yan will have a successor."
Situ Kang stood on the edge of the high platform, shaking his feather fan gently, with a smile on his face, looking thoughtfully at the direction Qin Changan and the others left.
Others couldn't recognize the flame on Qin Changan's body, but he recognized it. The fire lotus fire was the fire of sin. Let alone controlling it, ordinary people might be burned to ashes even if they touched it even a little bit.
In today's world, the only ones who can control the Red Lotus Karmic Fire are the crazy group of Zoroastrian Cults in the Western Regions.
Behind him stood Chen Wuwei and Zhao Changyi. Their eyes flickered, but they didn't say anything. They stood quietly behind him, as if waiting for his orders.
After a while, Situ Kang turned around and left, walking towards the bottom of the high platform.
"Let's go, Zi Ling has been sent in, we...it's time to leave."
Hearing these words, Chen Wuwei and Zhao Changyi looked up at each other and saw a hint of shock and excitement in each other's eyes. They had waited for so many years and finally waited for this day?