Chapter 125: Slapping the face and cultivating immortals through the male protagonist (19)

At this time, Xue Lan had already changed out of her regular clothes and put on the specific clothes of the outer disciples of Qingyun Mountain, and her light blue skirt looked extremely simple.

But even so, in the eyes of these secular people, such a dress is simply a symbol of status, more conspicuous than the emperor's dragon robe, and the eyes staring at Xue Lan are very hot.

Xue Lan walked behind Steward Zhao with her head bowed, looking like an ordinary outer disciple and looking very humble. Steward Zhao walked in front but was very worried, this is the future head of Qingyun Mountain, and now it is really stressful to let her stand behind her.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner, it is nothing more than that the two parties are constantly chasing each other, Steward Zhao is a master in this, naturally he doesn't need Xue Lan to worry too much, An An is divided into ordinary disciples.

"Steward Zhao, Qingyun Mountain's name shocks the Xuantian Continent, it is one of the best sects in the Xuantian Continent, I don't know, there are also many young talents in the country, I don't know if I am lucky enough to enter Qingyun Mountain as an outer disciple."

After a long time, the emperor finally said his purpose, which is also one of the processes that must be carried out every year.

According to the habits of previous years, Steward Zhao definitely wanted to shirk it, take a lot of benefits, and then arrogantly said that it was their blessing for these people to be able to enter Qingyun Mountain, but now that Xue Lan was behind him, he couldn't play any prestige, and it was rare to agree.

The young boys and girls are all exhausted, showing the immortal methods and martial arts they have learned, although Zhao Steward is kind-hearted, but they are all disdainful in their hearts, just such a little means is not enough in their eyes, if it weren't for Xue Lan's previous beating, he would definitely have to damage these people.

Xiao Qingyan looked at these people with great contempt in his heart, like these methods are pediatrics in his eyes, these people are the highest foundation building period, and he is already a master of the Jindan period, naturally he does not put these people in his eyes, and at the same time he is very proud in his heart.

Old Man Xiao is a long-term battle-hardened cultivator, and his cultivation is not low, he can see through the cultivation of these people at a glance, and when he sees this, he has stronger confidence in his grandson, and believes that his grandson will definitely be able to get the favor of Qingyun Mountain.

Although Steward Zhao still has the eyesight, he selected three or five teenagers and girls with good qualifications, and he completed the task. The emperor was a little unhappy when he saw this, because the number of people was too small, but now he couldn't say anything, like this kind of gate sect is not something he can afford to offend, and he still has a smile on his face.

Xiao Qingfang only felt that such a banquet was like playing monkeys, and he had no interest in being played, so no matter how Old Man Xiao made his eyes, he didn't move. In his heart, his own strength alone is enough, and he doesn't need to rely on these so-called gate sects at all, but he has found a lot of restraints for himself.

Naturally, the children of the royal family could not perform in the high hall like the children of these ministers, and they would definitely do it in private, although the emperor felt that there were few people chosen, but he was still very confident in his children.

After the banquet was over, the emperor left Zhao and the others behind and took them to the East Palace. By the time they arrived, the crown prince and several of his brothers and sisters had already been waiting for a long time, and there should be fifteen people in the count, and Xue Lan had to sigh that there were many emperor's heirs.

For example, this kind of exchange between the royal family and the Immortal Cultivation Sect is once every ten years, which is very rare. There was also this incident in Xue Lan's memory, but at that time, Xiao Qingmad was very angry because Steward Zhao deceived people too much, and finally beat Steward Zhao to death and had a bad relationship with Qingyunmen, so that this exchange was disturbed, so that none of the children of the royal family were selected, and Xue Lan did not know who was better and who was inferior among the fifteen royal children.

Because of that incident, the relationship between the Xiao family and the royal family became more and more tense, and at the same time, it also made the other Xiuxianmen have a bad feeling towards the country, and they did not come to their country for exchanges that year, so that the children of the royal family were put on hold, which made Xiao Qingyan very dissatisfied and aggravated their contradictions.

Thinking of this, Xue Lan couldn't help but sigh even more, Xiao Qingyan was such impulsive and irritable, he thought that he had to do justice, and he had invisibly harmed many people.

After taking two glances at the beginning, Xuelan found two good seedlings, and her eyes couldn't help but light up. It is the Five Princes and the Ninth Princess who are valued by the Snow Wolf, although they do not look very remarkable, but Xue Lan can find that they have abundant spiritual energy in their bodies, and if they are cultivated, they will definitely become a generation of masters and become the new stars of Qingyunmen.

"Steward Zhao, leaving the five princes and the nine princesses. By the way, in order to show the sincerity of the royal family and check their qualifications, it is best to find someone to fight against them, regardless of life or death. Xue Lan's voice sounded in Steward Zhao's mind, and he immediately understood.

After listening to Xue Lan's words, Steward Zhao broke out in a cold sweat, it seems that someone in the royal family offended the young master, and it seems that the other party will definitely die a miserable death.

"Your Majesty, cultivating immortals not only pays attention to qualifications but also pays attention to skills and understanding, you can't see too much just by looking at it, why don't we have a real combat confrontation? Only in the moment of life and death can the potential be unleashed. Steward Zhao smiled, and what he said made the emperor hesitate.

This is undoubtedly a very good opportunity, it is a great opportunity for them to get to Qingyun Mountain, but according to what Steward Zhao said, the moment of life and death is obvious, that is, it is saying that life and death do not matter, what if someone dies? Although he has a lot of heirs, he can't stand such a toss!

"I also know that the emperor is very embarrassed, most of these disciples under my command are very measured, even if something really happens, we will give the emperor a compensation, I don't know what the emperor wants?"

Steward Zhao, a character like a person, saw through the embarrassment in the emperor's heart at a glance, but he had a very good way, and the other party was moved by what he said in three or two sentences.

He definitely didn't dare to offend the immortals, although General Xiao was a master in the fitting period, but he was not as good as the head of Qingyun Mountain, and it was no good to offend. What's more, didn't Steward Zhao say that he would compensate, if he was given a longevity pill, wouldn't he have as many heirs as he wanted in the future? What's more, Steward Zhao said that he was measured, and the chance of death should not be great.

Thinking like this, the emperor has made up his mind, so what about taking a gamble? It's just a few children.

"What Steward Zhao said is very true, so let's start now!" The emperor nodded, and glanced at the fifteen children behind him, whether you can live well or not depends on yourself.

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