Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 417
From Ning Han's tone, it was obvious that she would not have a good impression of Wenzhou.

Ye Feng felt a little overwhelmed. It seemed that the relationship between the second senior brother and the third senior sister and the Arctic Holy Mountain was worse than he imagined.

"Miss."

"I'm not your eldest sister." Wen Zhou had just opened his mouth when Ning Han interrupted her, already emotionally agitated.

Behind her, the suzerains looked at each other and stepped back in a tacit understanding. They knew more or less what happened 30 years ago, and even the older ones witnessed it on the spot.

Seeing these two favored sons of heaven again now, the battle for the holy girl back then seems to be vividly remembered. Back then, Wenzhou's performance was no different from Ye Feng today, both of them were peerless.

Because of Wen Zhou's and Ning Ningshuang's identities, this matter is a big deal, and that is the conflict between the two giants of Tianshan and Arctic Holy Mountain. They are only sects under the command of Arctic Holy Mountain, and it is inconvenient to be involved in it.

It's better to step aside, don't ask questions, and be a quiet crowd of onlookers.

Ning Ningshuang is also a very determined person. After a short period of sadness, her eyes became sharp again.

"Sister, I will discuss the grievances between me and my family later. Now my junior brother and Miss Lu have won. According to the rules of the Holy Mountain of the North Pole, Miss Lu should be crowned as a saint."

"Okay, okay." Ning Han said two good words in a row, and then said, "Since you still have the face to mention the door rules in front of me, then you should know that if you want to be crowned a saint, there is one last test. A test that you didn't complete at the beginning."

Ning Han nodded, and said to Ye Feng and Lu Tianqi: "Indeed, there is still the last hurdle, which is very cruel, especially for you, Tianqi. Whether you want to continue or not depends on your own choice."

Ye Feng knew that Ningshuang could not reveal the specific content of the assessment, but judging from her expression, this level should be the most difficult, and why it was more difficult for Lu Tianqi, Ye Feng couldn't guess.

Ye Feng was a little hesitant. Although he really wanted to get the Ice Silkworm Soul, he was not willing to put Lu Tianqi in danger.

However, when Ye Feng was hesitating, Lu Tianqi stood up without hesitation, looked directly at Ning Han, and said sonorously: "I am willing to accept the final assessment."

"Lu Tianqi, you have to think about it carefully. Being the saint of the Arctic Holy Mountain is not so easy, and what you need to pay for it may exceed your imagination." Ning Han reminded that her words did not sound malicious, It was a kind reminder, which made Ye Feng even more confused.

"aunt."

"Leng Yue, Han Bin, go out with the other suzerains, I am enough here."

After finishing speaking, Ning Han waved his long sleeves, and Leng Yue, Han Bin, and other suzerains disappeared into the frozen snowy area and were teleported out.

After they went out, they looked at the ice mirror in the void for the first time, wanting to see what happened inside, but the ice mirror was broken, and even the only portal left behind was closed.

Next, they can do nothing but wait for the result.

Near the Extreme Cold Spring, only Ye Feng, Lu Tianqi, Ning Shuang, Wen Zhou, and Ning Han were left.

Leng Ningshuang and Wenzhou have participated in the selection and know the content of the assessment, so there is no need to avoid it.

Moreover, Ning Han had already guessed the reason for Ning Shuang's visit, and she just wanted to prove that her original choice was not wrong. In this case, Ning Han gave her this opportunity to witness.

Ning Han was also worried about whether the original scene was repeated, or whether Lu Tianqi was successfully crowned as the saint.

"Lu Tianqi, come with me." Ning Han said, she had already walked to the side of the extremely cold spring, and Lu Tianqi left as promised.

Ye Feng warned: "Be careful, if something goes wrong, quickly withdraw."

"Don't worry, she won't be in danger."

After Ning Han finished speaking, her hands quickly formed seals, and her spiritual power fell into the extremely cold spring through her palms.

Immediately, an ice-blue beam of light rose from the spring's eyes, reaching Jiuxiao.

In the beam of light, the figure of a woman in blue appeared. She looked about 30 years old. Although she was just a phantom, she still possessed an alluring appearance.

"North Pole Holy Mountain No. 30 Five generations suzerain, cold cold, meet the patriarch!"

In front of the woman in blue, Ning Han saluted reverently.

"This is the founder of my Arctic holy mountain, Leng Qiushui."

This person turned out to be Leng Qiushui, the founder of the Arctic Holy Mountain.

Except for Ye Feng and Lu Tianqi who were shocked without knowing it, Wen Zhou and Ning Ningshuang were not at all surprised. After all, they had seen it before, but they still saluted the woman and showed respect.

At this time, Ye Feng also recognized that the woman who appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness during the first test before was also Leng Qiushui.

Leng Qiushui's eyes swept over everyone present. When she looked at Ye Feng, Ye Feng felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless ice cave. The coldness and indifference in his eyes made him feel palpitations.

Fortunately, Leng Qiushui's gaze didn't stay on him for long, and he turned to Lu Tianqi.

"Are you the one who passed the previous assessment?"

"Junior Lu Tianqi, I have met senior." Lu Tianqi bowed and said.

"The next thing is your last test." Leng Qiushui said, "Come here."

When Lu Tianqi was just approaching, a cold palm was pressed against her forehead without any warning, an ice blue brilliance fell, and a lot of information rushed into Lu Tianqi's mind in an instant.

"Tianqi." Seeing this, Ye Feng was about to rush over, but Ning Ningshuang grabbed him.

"Junior brother, don't worry, the ancestor is passing on the exercises to her."

"Teaching Gong?"

"Yes, the skill passed down to her by her ancestors is my North Pole Holy Mountain Zhenzong Kung Fu method, the seven holy formulas, only the saints of the past can be inherited, and the rest of the disciples have no right to practice."

"If you practice the Qijue Sacred Art to the perfect state, you can break through and become a saint."

Ning Han's last words sounded like a thunderbolt in Ye Feng's heart.

There is no sanctity in the wilderness, this is a well-known thing.

"Senior, the younger generation is ignorant and ignorant. It seems that they have never heard that there have been powerful saints from the wasteland. These seven unique holy formulas can break through the realm and become saints. Could it be that Senior Leng is a saint?"

Ning Han shook her head and said: "The ancestor is not a saint, because even she has not been able to cultivate this exercise to the highest level."

"That's unproven?"

"Junior brother, the Qijue Sacred Art is indeed a holy-level exercise." Ning Ningshuang said.

Only then did Ye Feng believe that on the Tianshan Mountains, there was a collection of holy-level exercises, and Ning Shuang would be able to tell them apart.

"It's just that the ancestor's understanding of this exercise was wrong, so she failed to cultivate to the highest level."

"Presumptuous." Ning Ninghan scolded angrily, "Now that things are going on, are you going to be stubborn?"

"Sister, what I said is true." Ning Ningshuang said, "I came here this time to prove this to my ancestors."

"Your stubbornness has already killed the third brother, isn't it enough?"

"The third younger brother's death, the root cause is the family's stubbornness and pedantry."

Ning Ningshuang didn't want to argue more on this issue, she said to Ye Feng: "Little brother, do you know what conditions are required to practice Qijue Sacred Art?"

"Cultivators are needed, cut off love and love!"

(End of this chapter)