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Chapter 139 Becoming a Disciple of High Heaven Palace

With this smile, Monk Zhang Er was even more puzzled by Fei Chen, and didn't know what to say, so he foolishly laughed along with her.

After Xia Qingcheng finished eating, Fei Chen packed up his things and went back to the second district.Although it is very troublesome to come to the fifth district from the second district every time, he enjoys it very much. As a person who wants to be a chef, what is more important than these people enjoying his food?

In Lingxiao Palace, because he is the disciple of Lingyang, most of those people contact him because of profit, so he doesn't like to cook for those people.

If it wasn't for the environment, he really wanted to live with Xia Qingcheng and the others, and then cook for them every moment, let them taste it, and then improve his cooking skills.

Of course, it's not just that the environment doesn't allow it, someone won't let him live with Xia Qingcheng.

After Fei Chen left, Xia Qingcheng walked out of the yard. The Lingxiao Palace at night brought a cool breeze, slowly raised her head, looked at the round moon, and muttered to herself: "Is it autumn yet?"

Almost everyone in this world has profound strength, and those who cultivate profound strength will have their physiques change accordingly. Basically, when the temperature is not particularly high or low, profound practitioners will not feel cold or hot.

When Xia Qingcheng first came to this world, it was spring, so it was enough to wear an underwear and a coat.Afterwards, although the temperature was slowly decreasing, she did not pay attention to this problem at all because of her cultivation of profound strength and the tempering of her body during the injury.

Today is an understanding in the past three months. Xia Qingcheng rarely relaxes. When she looks up at the round moon, she can't help but sigh, she has been here for more than half a year.

Suddenly, Xia Qingcheng seemed to catch something from the corner of his eye, one of them flashed to the edge of a big tree beside the yard, then stepped on the edge of the big tree, and the other jumped onto the roof of the yard with his strength.

"who are you?"

Xia Qingcheng frowned, looked at the empty roof, and asked in a low voice.

However, the only response to Xia Qingcheng was the wind, that person should have left long ago.

The more so, the more puzzled Xia Qingcheng became.She is very sure that this person is not hostile to her, but he is very likely to be the former prince of Cangnan Kingdom. Because of Shen Fengyu's relationship, she is not sure what role this man in black is playing.

Xia Qingcheng narrowed her eyes and took out the sound transmission mirror.

A very seductive-looking woman appeared on the other side of the sound transmission mirror. Seeing Xia Qingcheng, she raised a charming smile, and slowly called out two words in the most charming voice: "Master."

These are the simplest words for subordinates to address their superiors, but when they come out of her mouth, they are extremely charming.

"I want all the information on Shen Mingfei."

The woman rolled her eyes and teased, "Master, did you see the former prince of Cangnan Kingdom?"

Xia Qingcheng rolled her eyes and said helplessly, "When he disappeared, I was just born."

"Oh!" The woman laughed meaningfully, and then said: "Then the master is the son of the former crown prince?"

Xia Qingcheng narrowed her eyes slightly, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up a little, appearing sinister and dangerous: "Ye Jin, if you want to marry Shen Fengyu, I'm happy to help."

Ye Jin shook her body, then showed a charming smile, brushed her hair lightly, and said, "Master, I will give it to you in ten days."

"it is good!"

After Xia Qingcheng finished speaking, she directly cut off the sound transmission mirror.

Standing on the roof, looking up at the starry sky, he smiled lowly, and asked as if talking to himself: "Zi Yan, will you also build a dark night!?"

Feng Ziyan once said that if she was given a chance, she would definitely build a "Dark Night Star", and the people in it would use Xingjun's name as a code name.

And she is the son of the night, the leader of the killer.

That's right, Feng Ziyan actually prefers to be a killer than a mercenary.For example, her scalpel is obviously something that can be used to save people, but she never uses a scalpel to save people.

It was the four of them. If she was injured, she would rather use a dagger instead of a scalpel, because she said that her scalpel was only used to kill people.

Thinking of this, Xia Qingcheng suddenly took out the sound transmission mirror again, and after connecting it, he directly dropped a sentence.

"Let everyone in the dark night remember 'Dark Night Stars'. The owner of the dark night stars is the son of dark night, and the rest are called Lord Dark Night Star. If anyone hears these names, they must inquire carefully and then tell me."

"Stars in the dark night? Our sister pavilion?"

"Yes, but she only works as a killer and doesn't trade news." Although selling news is often easier than killing a person and earns a lot of money, she just likes being a killer.

Ye Jin blinked her eyes and smiled ripplingly: "Just be a killer!!"

Generally speaking, Ye Jin and Feng Ziyan are very similar, they are both romantic and seductive, and they both like to kill people!
"Ye Jin, in her hands, you can't survive three moves."

This is still Ye Jin's use of profound power, even if Feng Ziyan is just an ordinary person, her superb poison technique is beyond anyone's reach.

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During the five days, Xia Qingcheng either practiced in her room or slept soundly, living a very comfortable life.

Early in the morning, Elder Qi's voice sounded again, Xia Qingcheng and Qin Yao got up and tidied up, and came to the square.

There were about two to three thousand people in the square at this time, and 3000+ people were selected, but in the end only two to three thousand people became disciples of Lingxiao Palace.

At this time, the central platform was full of people, including hundreds of masters alone, while the number of elders was much smaller, only 30 to [-] people.

"If you can stand here today, it means that you have passed the selection of the High Heaven Palace and officially become the disciples of the High Heaven Palace. Here, I would like to congratulate everyone first."

Hearing this, everyone had bright smiles on their faces, all the hardships they have endured in order to become disciples of Lingxiao Palace are all worth it.

If it weren't for the fear of leaving a bad impression on these elders and masters, these people would probably shout excitedly.

"There are not many rules in Lingxiao Palace, but you have to remember the most important points. First, you must not damage the reputation of Lingxiao Palace by doing anything or saying anything. Second, Lingxiao Palace does not allow In private fights, all grievances must be resolved in the arena. Whether it is death or injury has nothing to do with Lingxiao Palace. Thirdly, any items in Lingxiao Palace are not allowed to be privately stored in your own space. Theft. Fourth, as disciples of several generations, you can only move in the area you can move in. If you go to other areas without authorization, you will bear the consequences."

"When you enter the High Heaven Palace, you must abide by the High Heaven Palace's rules. If you fail to do the above four points, you will lose your qualification as a High Heaven Palace disciple."

"Also, the disciples who haven't made any progress in Lingxiao Palace for three years should go home obediently." Elder Qi paused here, and then continued: "The progress I'm talking about here doesn't just refer to cultivation , and your identities. The third-generation disciples and second-generation disciples basically have no room for advancement, but there are still fifth-generation and fourth-generation disciples. Those who haven’t been promoted much, you know it yourself.”

Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, even if you enter the Lingxiao Palace and have a better training place than others, if you don't work hard enough, you will be kicked out of the Lingxiao Palace.

"Okay, now the person whose name I called comes up, Zhang Xinping."

Hearing his name, a burly man walked up to the stage excitedly, then bowed ninety degrees to the masters and elders on the stage, and said respectfully, "Hello, masters, elders."

"Zhang Xinping, who do you want to worship under? If you want to worship under the disciples of the third or second generation, you will have to wait a few days."

The third-generation and second-generation disciples in Lingxiao Palace can accept disciples, but ordinary people will not choose to worship under the disciples, and those third-generation and second-generation disciples are also very proud, and they are not willing to accept some others left.

Zhang Xinping thought for a while, then knelt down, and said the master's name: "I want to worship under Master Zhang Wei, and ask Master Zhang Wei to accept me as a disciple."

The master named Zhang Wei stood up slowly, walked in front of him, looked down at him, and said unceremoniously: "Zhang Xinping, 23 years old, junior Tianxuan, what qualifications do you have to be my disciple?"

This is hard to say, but it is very realistic. A 23-year-old junior Tianxuan, his talent is not very good, and he is lucky to be able to make it this far.

"But I worked very hard..." Zhang Xinping hurriedly answered Zhang Wei's words, his face turned pale, obviously stimulated by what he said just now.

"If you don't have talent, what if you're working hard? Junior Tianxuan over the age of 20 don't look for me, I don't just accept any rags."

Zhang Xinping's face was even paler, her lips were pursed, revealing an unyielding stubbornness, her hands were clenched into fists, tightly clasping herself, letting the pain remind her.

"I'm sorry Master Zhang Wei, I was delusional."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xinping turned around and retreated into the crowd. If he was rejected by the master and no other master accepted him, he would be fixed as a disciple of the Five Generations.

And if the other three or second generation disciples want to accept disciples, it will be a few days after the master accepts disciples.

"Next, Wei Xiang... next, Zhang Zuozhen... next..."

Under the stage, Xia Qingcheng asked Qin Yao: "Do you have a mentor you like?"

"I have inquired before, Master Lin is very good, but Master Lin has not accepted a disciple for five years, I don't know if she is willing to accept me."

Xia Qingcheng folded her arms around her chest, glanced at Master Lin, then retracted, and said, "Master Lin is good, but I don't want you to worship under her."

"Huh? Why?"

Qin Yao stared blankly at Xia Qingcheng, asked subconsciously, then remembered something, and said quickly: "Qingcheng, Qingcheng, I didn't mean to question you, I just..."

(End of this chapter)