"Little Lingdang, I never thought that since you are of sixth-grade blood, your father has hidden you well these years."
On the top of an unknown mountain, Qin Changan and Zhao Ziling sat together, looking at the young master of the Zhao family. He was fine when he was a child, but in recent years, this guy has become like a young girl. Even the Zhao family's
I rarely step out of the door.
When he was a child, this guy was called Xiaolingdang by Qin Changan because of his handsome appearance. Unexpectedly, he had awakened the sixth-grade bloodline. It seemed that he had awakened the bloodline in advance and was hidden by Zhao Changyi in the Zhao family.
"Qin Chang'an, shut up! You've been bullying me since you were little. It's hard to wait until you're dead, and then I can be powerful in the selection of Beidao Shrine. What do you think you're doing here in the middle of the road?"
Zhao Ziling glared at Qin Changan so hard that it made his teeth itch. When Qin Changan appeared on the altar, he knew he was going to suffer. As expected, this guy first slashed the Xiantian realm with two swords, and then awakened the seventh-level saint.
Pulse, it stole all the limelight.
His sixth-grade bloodline was almost forgotten. If he couldn't beat this guy, he would have wanted to pounce on him and give him two blows.
"Are you sure? I am a seventh-grade saint. I will definitely have a higher status than you when I enter the Beidao Shrine. Maybe you will have to ask me for help in the future."
Qin Changan slowly stood up and looked at the distant mountains and rivers. He felt physically and mentally relaxed, with a touch of excitement in his eyes, and finally left Beiling City.
The only pity is that I left in such a hurry that I didn't even have a chance to say hello to my sister. I don't know how that little girl is doing now.
Listening to Qin Changan's words, Zhao Ziling opened his mouth to refute something, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that he seemed to be right. The seventh-grade holy pulse was the palace master's disciple. As long as he could break through to the nirvana realm, he would be the young sect leader.
At best, his future achievements will only be that of an elder.
"Let's get down to business. Do you know why the two elders are so nervous this time? Why do I feel like I'm being hunted?"
Qin Changan turned around slowly and frowned slightly. This situation was so abnormal that he didn't even have an explanation, and just pulled himself away and ran away.
"I don't know much, but I read some records in a book before. The Beidao Shrine has existed in Northern Xinjiang for a long time. It has been hundreds of years. In the past, it was guaranteed to give birth to a seventh-grade child every fifty years.
Disciples of the Holy Vein, even at its peak, there were three seventh-grade Holy Vein disciples in the palace."
"But starting a hundred years ago, Beidao Shrine seemed to have been targeted by some mysterious force. The team that went out to select disciples encountered an inexplicable assassination on their way back to the shrine."
"The most serious thing was that time forty years ago, when a disciple recruitment team from the Northern Dao Shrine found a seventh-grade holy vein, but was massacred on the way back."
"The disciple's limbs and head were cut off and hung on a cliff. It was extremely cruel."
After Zhao Ziling finished speaking, he glanced at Qin Changan with a look of gloating on his face. Those guys were obviously coming to the North Dao Shrine. His seventh-grade holy vein is now like a fragrant steamed bun and may attract people at any time.
Hungry wolf.
hiss……
Qin Changan took a breath, no wonder the two elders were so anxious to pull him away. Beiling City was a mixed bag, and there were secret whistles from many forces. The terrifying news that he was a seventh-grade holy vein had already spread to all parties.
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But the next moment, his brows furrowed. If this guy can't find him, will he go to the Qin family to cause trouble? You know, Qin Minmin is still in the Qin family.
"You should worry about yourself first. The two elders have been away for two hours and haven't come back yet. I don't know how long you can keep this head on your neck. How can you still worry about others?"
Zhao Ziling seemed to see through Qin Changan's thoughts.
"Little Lingdang, don't be so gloating about your misfortune. You are a grasshopper on the same rope as me now. Do you think those guys will chop off the head of a genius like you after they kill me?"
Qin Changan looked at Zhao Ziling as if he were an idiot. This guy didn't seem to be very smart. I remember he wasn't like this before. Could it be that he was locked up at home by his father in the past few years and made him stupid?
Zhao Ziling was slightly startled, and thought carefully, he was with Qin Changan now, and if he really encountered those guys, he would definitely not be able to escape.
"Qin Chang'an, I told you, don't call me this name again!!"
Zhao Ziling almost couldn't breathe. Looking at Qin Changan's proud face, his blood was surging and his face was gloomy. He would be the direct disciple of the elder of the North Dao Shrine in the future. What if this shameful title was heard by others?
It's so embarrassing.
"Little Bell has grown up and needs to save face, hahaha."
Qin Changan looked at Zhao Ziling's angry expression and winked at him.
Zhao Ziling watched Qin Changan's chest rise and fall violently in front of him. Just as he was about to retort, two streams of light quickly approached from a distance and landed in front of them in the blink of an eye.
It was the Seventh Elder and the Thirteenth Elder, and behind them were two young men of similar age.
"Elder!"
Qin Changan and Zhao Ziling saluted respectfully.
"Well, there is one thing you two should be mentally prepared for in advance. For your safety, you cannot go with us on the next journey. After we send you to Songshan City, we will take them both away."
"We have already informed you about your situation. You two will take our elders' orders and rush to Beidao Mountain on your own. When the time comes, you will show our elders' orders and someone will take you back to the sect."
The Thirteenth Elder nodded, took out a token and handed it to Qin Changan. This was the safest way. If those guys had gotten the news about Beiling City, they might be on their way here by now.
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They must not bet the future of the Shrine on themselves. If something unexpected happens in the end, they will all be the sinners of the Shrine.
To put it bluntly, both of them can die, but Qin Changan can't. The palace master can't wait for the next fifty years.
The seventh elder took out his token and handed it to Zhao Ziling.
"I don't care if there is any conflict between you two, but since you have passed the selection of disciples of the Shrine, you are a member of the Shrine. Now your first task is to protect his safety."
"Remember this elder's words, if he dies and you don't die, your whole Zhao family will be buried with him."
"If you die and he does not die, your body will enter the Heroes Mountain of Beidao Shrine, and I can personally guarantee you that in the next ten years, your Zhao family can send one descendant to Beidao Shrine every year, no matter what
No matter how talented he is, he will be an inner disciple."
The seventh elder's skinny face was full of solemnity, and his eyes were fixed on Zhao Ziling. They could not have a disciple of the sixth grade bloodline, but they must not lose Qin Changan.
"Why?"
Zhao Ziling's body trembled slightly. He did not rush to receive the elder's order. Instead, he looked at the seventh elder in front of him with some disbelief. His eyes were full of unwillingness and aggrieved. Qin Changan's life was his life, wasn't his?
"Oh, child, don't think too much. This matter has nothing to do with you. The result would be the same for anyone. The situation in the shrine is quite special now. If you all return to the shrine alive, I will
Give you adequate compensation."
The Thirteenth Elder noticed Zhao Ziling's strangeness, sighed softly, stepped forward and comforted him softly, the Seventh Elder had a more impatient temper and spoke very directly, which was indeed difficult for a child to accept.
After all, these two children have no sense of belonging to the North Road Shrine now, unlike the old guys like them who have stayed in the shrine for half their lives.
"Don't worry, I won't leave you and run away alone."
Qin Changan walked to Zhao Ziling's side, his eyes complicated. Although he was not a good person, he still couldn't do such a thing to make others die so that he could survive.
"I'm not asking you to die. I'm warning you that no matter what the situation is, you must never abandon him and live alone. He will most likely be the next master of the palace in the future."
"The better you do now, the more benefits you will get in the future. You should understand the reason."
"Of course, if you are a weakling who is afraid of death, just pretend that I have not mentioned this matter. When you get to Songshan City, you don't need to go to Beidao Mountain. You can go back to your Beiling City by yourself."
The Seventh Elder spoke again, first looking at Qin Changan, and then focusing on Zhao Ziling. He deliberately wanted to accept him as a disciple after returning, so sharpening his character at this time can be regarded as an inspection before accepting a disciple.
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Zhao Ziling stared hard at the old face of the seventh elder, shook his hand and held the token in his hand with a snap, took a step forward, closed the distance between him and said word by word.
"Soft goods? Old man, don't worry, I will definitely make it to the North Dao Shrine alive, but you, please don't die on the way."
Zhao Ziling's sudden strength made Qin Changan slightly stunned. He looked at him with strange eyes, and then looked at the livid-faced Seventh Elder. Even the Thirteenth Elder looked at the scene in front of him with a strange expression.
Old thing? Since this kid is called the Seventh Elder, old thing? This kid grew up eating bear heart and leopard courage?