"Little Lingdang, I didn't expect that since you are of the sixth-grade bloodline, your father has hidden you deep enough over the years."

On a mountain top where I don’t know what kind of mountain, Qin Changan and Zhao Ziling sat together, looking at the Zhao family’s young master. It was fine when they were young, but in recent years, this guy was like a yellow girl, and even the Zhao family’s door rarely stepped out.

When he was a child, this guy was called Xiao Lingling by Qin Changan because of his beautiful appearance. Unexpectedly, he awakened the sixth-grade bloodline. It seemed that he awakened the bloodline in advance and was pressed by Zhao Changyi to hide it in the Zhao family.

"Qin Chang'an, shut up!! You have been bullying me since childhood. I finally waited until you were 'dead'. I was able to gain a sense of power in the selection of the North God Palace. What did you say you ran out halfway?"

Zhao Ziling stared at Qin Changan fiercely, his teeth were itchy. When Qin Changan appeared on the altar, he knew he was going to suffer. As expected, this guy first slashed the innate realm with two swords, and then awakened the seventh-grade holy vein, snatching all the limelight.

His sixth-grade bloodline was almost forgotten. If he hadn't been able to beat this guy, he would have wanted to pounce on him and give him two blows.

"Are you sure? I am a seventh-grade holy vein. When I enter the North Dao Divine Palace, my status will definitely be higher than that of you. Maybe you have to ask me if you have something to do in the future."

Qin Changan slowly stood up and looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance. He felt a sense of physical and mental comfort, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes. He finally left Beiling City.

The only shame is that I left too anxiously and didn’t even have the 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 found that he seemed to be right. The seventh-grade holy vein is a disciple of the palace master. As long as he can break through to the Nirvana realm, he will be the young sect master.

At most, my future achievements will be just an elder.

"Tell me something serious, do you know why the two elders are so nervous this time? Why do I feel like I'm being chased?"

Qin Changan turned around slowly and frowned slightly. This situation was too abnormal. He didn't even have a sentence explanation. He just pulled himself away.

"I don't know much, but I have seen a little record in a book before. The North God Palace has existed in the northern border for a long time, and has been around for hundreds of years. In the past, every fifty years, it was possible to guarantee the birth of a disciple of the seventh-grade holy vein. Even at its peak, there were three disciples of the seventh-grade holy vein in the divine palace."

"But since a hundred years ago, the North God Palace seemed to be targeted by some mysterious force. The team that went out to select disciples was inexplicably assassinated on the way back to the God Palace."

"The most serious thing is that forty years ago, a disciple from the North God Palace recruited a team and found a seventh-grade holy vein, but was massacred on the way back."

"The disciple was cut off his limbs and head and hung on a cliff, which was extremely tragic."

After Zhao Ziling finished speaking, he looked at Qin Changan with a gloating look on his face. It was obvious that those guys came from the North God Palace. His seventh-grade holy vein is now a steamed bun with fragrance, which may attract hungry wolves at any time.

hiss……

Qin Changan took a breath. No wonder the two elders pulled him away so anxiously. Beiling City was mixed with fish and dragons. I don’t know how many forces were secretly whistlings. The news that he was the seventh-grade holy vein had already spread to all parties.

But the next moment, his brows frowned. Will this guy go to trouble the Qin family if he can't find him? You must know that Qin Minmin is still in the Qin family.

"You should worry about yourself first. Both elders have been away for two hours and have not come back yet. I don't know how long the head on your neck can last, and I still have the heart to worry about others?"

Zhao Ziling seemed to have seen through Qin Changan's thoughts.

"Little Lingdang, don't be so gloating. You are the grasshoppers on the same rope as me now. Do you guess that group of guys will chop off your genius boy's head after killing me?"

Qin Changan looked at Zhao Ziling like an idiot. This guy didn't seem to be very smart. I remember that he didn't do this before. Could it be that he was locked up at home by his father in recent years and was stunned?

Zhao Ziling was slightly stunned. After thinking about it carefully, if he and Qin Changan really met those guys, he would definitely not be able to escape.

"Qin Chang'an, I told you not to call me this title again!!"

Zhao Ziling almost breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Qin Changan's proud face, his body was full of blood and a gloomy face. He would be a personal disciple of the elder of the North God Palace in the future. If someone heard this title of shame, wouldn't it be embarrassing to the house?

"Little Lingling has grown up and wants to save face, hahaha."

Qin Changan looked at Zhao Ziling's angry expression and shook his eyes at him.

Zhao Ziling looked at Qin Changan's chest in front of him and was about to refute, two streams of light quickly approached from a distance and fell in front of them in the blink of an eye.

It was the Seventh Elders and the Thirteenth Elders, and behind them were two young men of the same age as them.

"Elder!"

Qin Chang'an and Zhao Ziling saluted respectfully.

"Well, there is something you two have a psychological preparation in advance. For your safety, you can't walk with us on the next road. After you send you to Songshan City, we will take them away."

"We have already passed on your situation back. You two took our elder orders to Beidao Mountain by themselves. When we present our elder orders, someone will lead you back to the sect."

The Thirteenth Elder nodded, took out a token and handed it to Qin Changan. This was the most reliable way. If those guys had already received the news from Beiling City, they might be on the way to arrive at this time.

They must not bet on themselves about the future of the God Palace. If something unexpected happens in the end, they will all be sinners of the God Palace.

To be more blunt, both of them can die, but Qin Chang'an cannot, and the palace master will not wait for the next fifty years.

The Seventh Elder took out his token and handed it to Zhao Ziling.

"I don't care whether there are any conflicts between you, but since you have passed the selection of disciples in the Divine Palace, you are a member of the Divine Palace. Now your first task is to protect his safety."

"Remember the words of this elder, if he dies, you will not die, your entire Zhao family will be buried with you."

"If you die, he is not dead, your body will enter the Yinglie Mountain in the North God Temple, and I can personally guarantee you that in the next ten years, your Zhao family will send a descendant to the North God Temple every year. No matter what his talent is, he will be an inner disciple."

The Seventh Elder's thin face was full of solemnity, and his eyes were staring at Zhao Ziling. They could not have disciples with the sixth rank bloodline, but they would never lose Qin Chang'an.

"Why?"

Zhao Ziling's body trembled slightly. He did not rush to receive the elder order. Instead, he looked at the seventh elder in front of him with some incredible feelings, his eyes full of reluctance and aggrievance. Qin Changan's life is fate, isn't his?

"Oh, my child, don't think too much. This matter has nothing to do with you. If anyone else is the same, the situation in the God Palace is now quite special. If you all return to the God Palace alive, I will give you enough compensation."

The Thirteenth Elder noticed Zhao Ziling's strangeness, sighed softly, walked up to comfort her softly, and said that the Seventh Elder was relatively impatient and said very directly, which was indeed a bit difficult for a child.

After all, these two children now have no sense of belonging to the North God Palace, which is different from the old guys who have been in the God Palace for half their lives.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you and run away alone."

Qin Changan walked to Zhao Ziling with complicated eyes. Although he was not a good person, he still couldn't do such a thing to let others die for their own sake.

"I'm not asking you to die, I'm warning you that no matter what the situation is, you must never abandon him and survive by yourself. He is very likely to be the next palace lord of the Divine Palace in the future."

"The better you do now, the more benefits you will get in the future. You should understand the principles."

"Of course, if you are a soft guy who is afraid of death, I will pretend that I have not mentioned this matter. After arriving in Songshan City, you don't have to go to Beidao Mountain and go back to your Beiling City by yourself."

The seventh elder spoke again, first glanced at Qin Changan, and then looked at Zhao Ziling. He intended to accept him as his disciple after he went back, so he tempered his mind at this time as an investigation before accepting his disciples.

Zhao Ziling stared at the old face of the Seventh Elder, shook his hand and held the token in his hand, took a step forward, narrowed the distance between him, and said word by word.

"Soft guy? Old guy, don't worry, I will definitely go to the North God Palace alive, but you, don't die on the road."

Zhao Ziling's sudden strength made Qin Changan slightly stunned. He looked at him with a strange look, and then looked at the seventh elder with a pale face. Even the Thirteenth elder looked at the scene in front of him with a strange look.
Chapter completed!