"Hiss...the seventh-grade holy vein?"

"I'm so kind... The Qin family is going to kneel down and invite him back."

"In three months, from genius to waste, from trash to genius, why do I feel like this guy is rubbing my IQ?"

"Management has also witnessed the birth of the Holy Vein. When he takes the position of the palace lord of the North God Palace, I also have the capital to brag about..."

...

The casual cultivators around looked at Qin Changan, who was shrouded in purple light on the altar, with a hint of incredibleness 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 your achievements in working hard for half your life.

However, some of the casual cultivators who had been staying in Beiling City had strange faces. When the news that Qin Chang'an was a waste came three months ago, it caused laughter from the whole city.

Now this waste has transformed into an unattainable seventh-grade holy vein. The most embarrassing person here may be the people of the Cui family, right?

Among the restaurants around, the relatively powerful wandering cultivators began to turn their eyes to the Cui family, with strange lights flashing in their eyes. Several people quickly left and left Beiling City.

"How is it possible..."

Cui Shiya held his hands tightly, his index finger tucked into his palm, and blood flowed out through his fingers. He stared at the figure in the field and whispered in a low voice with gritted teeth.

How can he take revenge? The North God Palace has not produced a seventh-grade holy vein in the past 30 years. This guy will definitely be trained in a key way. Once he becomes the young palace master, he will not need to do anything at all. Those who want to please will definitely attack the Cui family.

After all, the hatred between the Cui family and him is known to the whole city.

"You must not let him return to the North God Palace alive. You must kill him!"

Cui Shiya secretly made up his mind.

"Hahahaha, congratulations to the head of the Qin family. It's only a matter of time before the Qin family can rise up. I hope I can never forget to support us in the future."

Zhao Changyi looked at Qin Jianghuai with a gray face, with a smile on his lips, and couldn't help laughing at his gloomy eyes. It was obvious that the Qin family was already under control, but now, when Qin Changan's incident happened, he was completely useless.

Qin Jianghuai ignored Zhao Changyi, his face turned pale, his eyes wide open, and his chest was fluttering violently.

Why is this happening? He has been planning for so long, and why does this turn out to be like this? He is obviously almost completely in control of the Qin family, but why does this guy Qin Changan have to do something bad at every key point?

No! He is unwilling to give up!

The figures of the Seventh Elders and Thirteenth Elders shook slightly, and came to Qin Changan with a nervous expression. With a wave of his sleeves, an invisible force enveloped the area, covering the overflow of purple light.

"Okay, the awakening is over, you can put your hands down."

The Thirteenth Elder whispered, with a smile on his face. Originally, they were not very happy when they came to Beiling City. After all, this is just a border city, the situation is chaotic and the spiritual power is shallow.

Qin Changan nodded slowly, put his hand down. After losing support, he staggered and almost fell over. His face was a little pale and his breath was a little weak. The blood he drew in the last section was more than his previous six sections combined.

Even if he had a sea of ​​blood in his body, he could not withstand this level of consumption, and he felt like his whole body was exhausted.

Bang!

Elder Thirteen reached out to support him, and a gentle spiritual power slowly flowed from his shoulders into his body, nourishing his meridians, and gradually regaining a little bloody color on his face.

"Thank you, elder!"

Qin Changan was a little surprised, but he still held his fists and thanked him.

"We can't wait long, we will return to the palace immediately. Once the news spreads, the tragedy forty years ago is likely to happen again. At that time, we will all be sinners in the temple."

The Seventh Elder glanced at Qin Changan, his eyes a little strange. He had just acquiesced to the disciples who challenged him. If he was hated for this matter, his life would be difficult for him.

"Yes, I must not let that happen again. The temple can no longer bear such a disaster."

The Thirteenth Elder nodded heavily, his face was solemn, and his cold eyes glanced at the casual cultivators around him. Although they suppressed the Shizhu's inspiration, there were countless people among these casual cultivators who were undercover agents sent by those guys, and it was impossible to completely conceal the news.

"Take Zhao Ziling with us, let Cui Jingtian and the others bring the remaining disciples back."

The seventh elder took out a round bead the size of a thumb from his arms and waved it gently towards the golden stone pillar, and the stone pillar disappeared immediately.

The Thirteenth Elder nodded slightly, patted Qin Changan on the shoulder, and then turned around and flew towards the platform.

Qin Changan looked at the two elders at a loss, not understanding what was going on, and why he felt as if the situation suddenly became tense.

The atmosphere is wrong. Isn’t it because I awakened the seventh-grade holy vein that I should have received countless cheers. The elders congratulated me one after another? Why did it feel like I was facing a great enemy?

"Elder, we are..."

Qin Changan looked at the Seventh Elder carefully, wanting to know something from him.

"Listen, for some special reasons, our current situation is very dangerous and may die at any time. You have a strong talent, but only after returning to the God Palace can you exert your talent and you have a future."

"If you die on the road, you will be nothing except a corpse. Therefore, you must listen to our actions in the future and don't make any decisions."

After the seventh elder took over the stone pillar, he turned around and looked at Qin Changan with a puzzled look, and instructed with a serious expression that although this guy is only in the acquired realm, he knew from Zhao Changyi's previous introduction that this guy was not An Sheng's master.

You must say hello in advance to avoid causing more trouble.

Qin Changan's pupils shrank slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face. He keenly grasped the key point of the seven elders' words, death? Could there be anyone who dares to ambush the North God Palace in the northern border area?

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 slightly to the Seventh Elder.

"Everyone, there is a reason for this matter today. We both must return to the temple as soon as possible. We will trouble you about the aftermath. We will make up for it next time we come."

The seventh elder bowed slightly to the people on the platform, then turned his head and carried Qin Changan and the Thirteenth elders together, turning into a stream of light and soaring into the sky, shooting towards the distance.

The speed was so fast that it disappeared into the sky in just a blink of an eye, leaving only everyone looking at each other.

Cui Shiya looked deep in the distance, then resigned, and quickly returned to the Cui family. There was a trace of sinisterness at the bottom of his eyes that was gradually spreading. No matter what the price was paid, he would never allow Qin Changan to arrive at the North Road Temple successfully.

Qin Jianghuai also left, but after he left, he did not return to the Qin family, but entered an ancient street archway with resentment.

A series of things happened very suddenly. From Qin Changan's awakening of the seventh-grade holy vein to the two elders taking him away, it was only less than a quarter of an hour before the casual cultivators around him had disappeared from the shock.

However, since all the people from the North God Palace have left, there will be no good show when they stay, and they will disperse one after another.

"Red Lotus Karma Fire? Interesting. I didn't expect that since so many interesting things happened in the city during my visit to the Imperial City, was it because of the Zoroastrians in the Western Regions that intervened?"

"Seventh-grade holy vein, if this little guy can return to the North God Palace safely, Old Man Yan will be considered a successor."

Situ Kang stood on the edge of the platform, gently shaking the feather fan, smiling, and looking at the direction where Qin Changan and the others left with a deep meaning.

Others cannot recognize the flame on Qin Changan's body, but he recognizes that the fire lotus karma fire is the fire of sin. Not to mention control, even if an ordinary person encounters a little, he may be burned to ashes.

Today, the only one who can control the fire of the Red Lotus is the group of psychopathic traits in the Western Regions.

Behind him were Chen Wuyu and Zhao Changyi. Their eyes were flashing, but they didn't say much, standing quietly behind him, as if waiting for his orders.

After a while, Situ Kang turned around and left, walking under the platform.

"Let's go, Ziling has already been sent in, and we... should leave."

Hearing this sentence, Chen Wuyu and Zhao Changyi looked up at each other and saw a hint of shock and excitement in each other's eyes. After waiting for so many years, they finally waited for this day?
Chapter completed!