Today, the streets of Beiling City are crowded and very lively. Countless cultivators come from all directions to witness the moment when the North God Palace accepts disciples. After all, the North God Palace accepts disciples once a year. If you miss this time, you have to wait for next year.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

On the street, two bloodthirsty tigers covered with silver-white bodies were roaring and moving forward. Their sharp teeth were revealed between their lips and teeth, emitting a burst of cold air, and their fierce eyes were scanning the surroundings.

Two bloodthirsty tigers pulled two ropes on their backs, dragging a car behind them. In the car, a man in a gray robe was carrying a long whip and scolding the people around the street with a resentful look on his face.

"Bloodthirsty Tiger? Is it from the Zhao family, is it the third son of the Zhao family?"

"Good... When did the bloodthirsty tiger's temper become so good? Since I'm pulling a cart for someone."

"These two bloodthirsty tigers were bought by the Zhao family from the Cui family. When I first bought them, they were just two unweaned cubs. I didn't expect that they would be raised by the Zhao family."

"He should have also come to participate in the selection of disciples of the North God Palace?"

"Today is the last day, and these big families can't sit still,"

"What a pity, Cui Tinghao died and Qin Changan died, otherwise, it might be very lively today."

The surrounding cultivators and people stood by the street, looking at the wonder of the tiger pulling a cart in front of them, and they all smacked their tongues. Only the three masters of Beiling City had this foundation.

A casual cultivator smashed his mouth and shook his head, and a hint of regret flashed across his face. The only one of the three young geniuses in Beiling City is left with the Zhao family.

The Qin family and the Cui family have been fighting openly and secretly for so long, but now it is a cheaper Zhao family.

"Brother, let's find out what happened, Qin Changan is dead?"

Next to the casual cultivator, a man in black clothes and a hat stretched out his hand and slightly lowered his hat and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Die, die deep in the Youlang Mountains."

The casual cultivator looked back at him and raised his eyebrows slightly. Is this guy dressed like this and pretending to be a hero here?

But he didn't think too much, after all, there were too many people entering Beiling City these days.

"How do you know he was dead and saw the body?"

"The news spread by the Cui family is that in order to kill him, the Cui family also lost a powerful innate realm."

When the man in black heard this, he stopped asking questions, but pulled the brim of his hat, slowly retreated to the crowd, and turned into a quiet alley behind him.

"Cui Family? You really dare to say that if I appear in front of them, the expression on their faces will definitely look very good."

The man in black was Qin Chang'an who rushed back from the Youlang Mountains. After sneaking out from the bottom of the cold pond, he rushed straight to Beiling City and finally rushed back to Beiling City today.

As soon as I entered the city, I heard that I was dead.

He could not wait to see the guys of the Cui family who saw him standing in front of them, what expressions would they look like.

After passing through several streets, Qin Chang'an came to the city center square, where a high platform and altar had been built. In the center of the altar was a cluster of golden stone pillars that stood seven meters long.

On the high platform, there were seven chairs, one main seat, and three guest seats were separated on both sides. Qin Chang'an looked at Qin Jianghuai, Cui Shiya and Chen Wuyujin were all sitting there. In addition to them, Zhao Changyi, the head of the Zhao family.

"Situ Kang?"

On the main seat is a middle-aged man wearing a bloated golden silk dress, holding a feather fan in his hand and gently stokes it. His fat face was filled with smiles, and he didn't look at all majestic.

But a strange flashed in Qin Changan's eyes. The city lord Situ Kang looked harmless, but he suppressed the three major families for decades. With this ability, he was definitely not as useless as he looked.

On the left and right of Situ Kang, the first two old men in white robes were sitting respectively. The old men were fairy-like and twisted their long beards and looked at the altar in the field with great interest.

Behind the two old men stood disciples wearing green robes and carrying long swords.

"Look, Zhao Ziling has gone up."

"I don't know what kind of bloodline he is, and if he can be accepted as a disciple by the North God Palace."

"Zhao Ziling is known as one of the three geniuses of Beiling City. He has shown extraordinary talents since he was a child. It is definitely not a problem to enter the North God Palace. It depends on whether it is an outer disciple or an inner disciple."

"The fourth-grade bloodline is an outer disciple, the fifth-grade bloodline is an inner disciple, and the sixth-grade bloodline is personally passed down by the elders. Do you think it is possible that he is a sixth-grade bloodline..."

A casual cultivator looked at the figure gradually walking onto the altar and pondered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of several nearby people fell on him, and there was a strange look in his eyes. If Zhao Ziling really awakened the sixth-grade bloodline, the Zhao family would not be able to promote the city with gongs and drums?

How could it be that the two dead people from the Qin and Cui families have occupied the limelight for so many years?

On the altar, Zhao Ziling slowly walked to the golden stone pillar, with a chuckled on the corner of his mouth, turned a deaf ear to the surroundings, cut through his right hand, and slowly pressed it on the stone pillar.

Qin Chang'an died and Cui Tinghao died. No one in Beiling City can have a stronger talent than him. He will be the absolute number one genius among the younger generation in Beiling City. The Zhao family will also change its status in Beiling City because of his existence.

Buzz buzz!!

As blood flowed through the stone pillars, a golden light lit up at the bottom of the stone pillar and then slowly surged up.

The first quarter lights up... The second quarter lights up... The fifth quarter lights up...

In just a blink of an eye, the stone pillars in the fifth section flashed with bright golden light, illuminating everywhere, causing a lot of exclamations. Although there were many people testing these days, only a few people reached the fifth section.

"good!"

The seventh elder of the North God Palace sitting upright looked at this scene, his smile became stronger and stronger, and he nodded with satisfaction.

Zhao Changyi also had a smile on his face, but his eyes did not retract, but were still placed on the golden stone pillar, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Buzz!!

The next moment, a little golden light slowly appeared in the sixth section on the stone pillar, and the sixth section covered with the stone pillar like a dot of light. Although the light was much lighter than the fifth section, it finally lit up the sixth section.

"Sixth-grade bloodline?"

"It's really a sixth-grade? The Zhao family is amazing..."

"Since Zhao Ziling is of the sixth-grade bloodline? No wonder he has hardly appeared in Beiling City several times over the years. He must have been closely protected by the Zhao family."

"The Qin family and the Cui family are in vain. The pattern of Beiling City is about to change."

...

Not only the casual cultivators around, but also the Thirteenth Elder stood up on the high platform, staring at the sixth section of the golden stone pillar with his eyes tightly.

"That's right, it's the sixth-grade bloodline, hahaha, I didn't expect that the sixth-grade spiritual vein could be born in this remote border town."

The thirteenth elder's expression was a little excited. The sixth-grade bloodline was not only as simple as being able to become an elder, but also the backbone of the future of the Divine Palace, and it played an important role in the Divine Palace.

"Master Zhao, congratulations, for making the young master so outstanding, his future achievements will be great."

The seventh elder picked up the wine glass and raised it towards Zhao Changyi. Seeing Zhao Ziling below, his mind gradually moved. The sixth-grade disciple could choose an elder to become a disciple. Due to some special reasons, he still does not have a sixth-grade disciple under his knees.

"Hahaha, it's not surprising that this little boy's talent is not surprising. In the future, he will have to rely on the care of two elders in the divine palace. Only by exchanging his talent for strength will it be truly worthy of happiness."

Zhao Changyi laughed and nodded. Although his tone was humble, his pride could not be hidden in his eyes. He raised his glass to signal the seventh elder across the air, then drank it all, and laughed loudly.

"Brother Qin, Brother Cui, I have advised you two families to do things, but I didn't expect that it would eventually develop to the worst result."

Zhao Changyi looked at the Qin family and Cui family and raised his glass gently.

Qin Jianghuai and Cui Shiya had dark faces and squeezed out a little smile to express congratulations to Zhao Changyi. The eyes of the figure below looked a little gloomy.

Especially Cui Shiya, the eyes of Qin Jianghuai were full of murderous intent. If this guy hadn't misinformed the news, how could Cui Tinghao be arrested in the life and death field? If he weren't arrested, he wouldn't have died.

If Cui Tinghao doesn't die, it's not the turn of Zhao Changyi, this guy here is sarcastic.

After having Zhao Ziling, the following disciple tests seemed to have lost their attention. Most of them were fourth-grade bloodlines, and only one fifth-grade bloodline appeared on the stage in the whole afternoon.

After another fourth-grade bloodline cultivator left the venue, a black-robed figure rushed out before everyone, walking towards the altar in a step. His speed was not fast, and the sound of crisp footsteps echoed around.

On the platform, Qin Jianghuai and Cui Shiya frowned at the same time, staring at the black robe figure. They all felt a little familiarity from this guy, but they couldn't tell who he was for a while.

Tat!

Qin Changan walked to the golden stone pillar, looked at the golden stone pillar in front of him, then looked up at the platform, with a trace of curved curves on the corner of his mouth, and reached out to slowly lift the hat above his head, grinning his teeth and smiling.

"Cui Seiya, I heard you tell people everywhere that I'm dead?"
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