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Under the endless loneliness, Ning Tian also told Lan Ling his life experience without reservation.

In this way, two children under the age of ten opened their hearts to each other on the shore of this fragrant lake. It wasn't until the sunset that the two reluctantly stood up.

Lan Ling took Ning Tian's hand and said softly, "Brother Ning Tian, you must have faith in your father, he will definitely find your mother and bring her back to reunite with you!"

Ning Tian smiled and said firmly: "I believe in my father, but I will also work hard to cultivate, and I need to avenge my family feud myself." ”

Lan Ling blinked his beautiful big eyes and said to Ning Tian: "You must remember, when you go to take revenge, call me! No matter how you face the sword mountain and the sea of fire, I, Lan Ling, will definitely accompany you to break through!"

Hearing Lan Ling's words, Ning Tian smiled stupidly. Lan Ling looked at the extremely infectious smile on Ning Tian's face, and he also snorted, letting out a string of laughter like silver bells.

Ning Tian took out the Na Ling short sword given to him by Ziche Xiangao from the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Ring in his hand, and handed it to Lan Ling without hesitation.

Lan Ling looked at this delicate short sword and was stunned for a moment.

Ning Tian smiled and said, "Sister Lan Ling, this short sword, named Na Ling, was given to me by the master of the Yongdao Palace, and now I will give it to you! This sword can be inlaid with three spirit runes, which can fuse the ability of spirit runes into the sword. Sister Lan Ling, no matter how long it takes, you must wait for me, and when I learn the rune, I will personally help you make these three spirit runes, make it the strongest sword in the world, and let it protect you forever!"

Lan Ling took the short sword, stroked it gently, and then suddenly raised his head, showing a beautiful smile at Ning Tian, and nodded vigorously.

At this moment, in Ning Tian's eyes, Lan Ling's smiling face overshadowed the delicate flowers around him.

This beautiful scene was also firmly imprinted in Ning Tian's mind and in Ning Tian's heart.

There was a loud cry in the sky, and the little Jinpeng hovered in the sky in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the golden feathers were even more dazzling by the setting sun.

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Ten years later.

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The majestic Shengjun Mountain stands on the eastern border of the Tianshu Empire.

The entire Shengjun Mountain is composed of three towering peaks, like three immortal monuments, guarding the eastern part of the Tianshu Empire.

The three peaks are in a direction from west to east, and are divided into three parts: the front mountain Shengwen Peak, the main peak Shengwei Peak, and the back mountain Shengsi Peak. The front mountain is the location of the Hongdao Hall, the secular dojo of the Eido Palace, and the Taoist important place of the Eido Palace is located on the main peak, while the back mountain is the forbidden place of the Eido Palace, and it is the place where the holy relics left behind are buried after the palace masters of the Eternal Palace have ascended.

The Hongdao Hall in front of the mountain is the place where the disciples of the outer gate of the Yongdao Palace are active, and it is also the place where the Tianli Avenue is preached to the world.

Hongdao Hall is based on the mountain, with a total of 62 altars on five floors, and there are 32, 16, 8, 4 and 2 altars of different numbers from the first floor to the fifth floor.

These Dou Sheng Altars are the places where the outer disciples of the Yongdao Palace are assessed every year. Tens of thousands of outer disciples will be here, through layers of competition and assessment, to select talents.

Those who finally make it to the top sixteen will have the opportunity to be incorporated into the official disciples. And at the selection meeting, the two people with the best performance can become the personal disciples of the two hall masters of the inner palace.

This annual selection conference is not only a grand event in the Tianshu Empire, but also in the entire Middle-earth Continent, it is a powerful attraction existence.

The reason is that this Yongdao Palace, which ranks among the nine major sects, is completely independent unlike the other eight sects with royal backgrounds. On weekdays, when accepting disciples, they don't consider their status or where they come from. As long as you can meet the standards of the Eternal Dao Palace, you can become an outer disciple of the Eternal Dao Palace.

Such a well-taught and classless outer door rule has allowed the Coopers Palace to have a huge talent reserve, and also laid a solid foundation for the Coopers Palace to be enduring for thousands of years.

In less than a thousand years after the establishment of the sect, Yongdao Palace stood out in the ranking battle of the mainland sect held every 20 years and became the largest sect force in the world. Until the last ranking battle, because of the early fall of Qiu Zhenxing, the master of the Holy Rune Hall of the Yongdao Palace, the Yongdao Palace was slightly inferior to the strong rising Ziyang Sect in the Spirit Rune Sect, and ranked second in the ranking of the nine major sects.

But this did not have much impact on the annual selection meeting of the Coopers. At this year's selection conference, the number of people who came to join in the excitement continued unabated. The entire Shengwen Peak is full of people watching the excitement.

A young man in a gray cloth shirt walked quickly on the mountain road. The boy carried a pole on his shoulder, and at the ends of the pole hung two buckets filled with water. Although there were many pedestrians on the mountain road, it did not affect the speed of the teenager's travel. The boy flashed through the cracks, and the two buckets of water were almost overflowing, but not a drop was spilled.

Suddenly, a young man wearing the costume of an official disciple of Yongdao Palace rushed out from the side of the mountain road, and suddenly stopped in front of the cloth-clothed young man.

I didn't see any dodging movements from the young man in cloth, and he actually stopped his rapid forward steps, and the two buckets of water seemed to freeze time, without even a slight shake.

The cloth-clothed young man smiled and said to the young man who was blocking the road: "Zilu, were you chased by a wolf today, or what? What do you look like in a panic! If you lose the face of your official disciple, it looks like how the proud palace master will clean you up!"

The young man named Zilu finally calmed down his breath by taking the opportunity of the cloth-clothed young man to speak, but he still said very eagerly: "Senior Brother Ning Tian, come with me! The Ziyang Sect is here to make trouble, Senior Brother Zicheqi is competing with the disciples of the Ziyang Sect on the fifth layer of the Dou Altar!"

This cloth-clothed young man is Ning Tian, who has been cultivating in Shengjun Mountain for ten years. At this time, Ning Tian was already more than six feet tall, and compared to those adults, he was also outstanding. The figure is not thick under the cloth clothes, and it looks a little thin. The baby face back then has become very handsome. The eyebrows are like swords, the eyes are like bright stars, and the restrained charm makes people can't think about it at all, this is just a fifteen-year-old boy.

Ning Tian listened to Zilu's hurried words, and smiled slightly: "With Senior Brother Qi here, our Yongdao Palace can't suffer! Master is still waiting for me to go back and make tea!"

Zilu suddenly became anxious, grabbed Ning Tian's sleeve, and said, "Do you know something, that Ziyang Sect disciple who fought against Senior Brother Qi is very good, and it is said that he is the second person on the Ziyang Sect genius list." I just saw that Senior Brother Qi was at a disadvantage, so I was in a hurry to come to you! Others don't know your strength, but my path is very clear! If you don't make a move today, our Yongdao Palace's face will be lost!"

Ning Tian knew in his heart that this Zi Che Qi was the grandson of the Xiangao Palace Master, the son of Che Lei, the master of the True Martial Palace, and the absolute number one person among the young disciples of the Yongdao Palace. In his early twenties, he cultivated as a Lingjun, and the martial arts on his body were even more true to the true inheritance of Yongdao Palace. The opponent who can force Ziche Qi to fall to the wind must at least be a Spirit Emperor-level powerhouse.

Ning Tian didn't hesitate, and with one hand, he supported Zilu's waist, and instantly turned into an afterimage, rushing towards the fifth layer of the Dou Holy Altar. Among the people who come and go on the mountain road, there is no shortage of masters among cultivators. But no one could see who the figure was passing by. One by one, they stared at the high place of the mountain road with wide eyes, and secretly thought in their hearts, this person must be an elder-level figure of the Yongdao Palace, such a clever body method is really rare in the world.

In a few breaths, Ning Tian and Zilu came to the fifth floor of the Dou Sheng Altar. At this time, the square on the fifth floor was already crowded with people, and most of them were disciples of the outer sect of the Yongdao Palace.

Ning Tian put the two buckets of water that had not spilled a drop on his shoulders under a big tree next to the square, followed behind Zilu, and squeezed into the crowd.

As soon as many outer disciples saw Zilu's official disciple's robes, they hurriedly and respectfully dodged the way. Ning Tian and Zilu walked quite smoothly to a Dou Sheng altar on the fifth floor.

At this time, the altar was in shambles. The two figures flew up and down in the dazzling light and shadow of martial arts.

Ning Tian probed his divine sense into the altar, and was suddenly shocked in his heart. No wonder Zi Che Qi has been defeated one after another, his opponent is really a Spirit Emperor. Although Ning Tian could see that this person had stepped into the Spirit Emperor level, the time was still short, and the Spirit Emperor level's spiritual power was still relatively vain. But it was more than enough to deal with a Lingjun-level Ziche Qi. If it weren't for Zi Che Qi's hard work by relying on the True Martial Palace's Peerless Yin Yang Broken Mind Sword, I'm afraid that by the time Ning Tian arrived, Zi Che Qi would have already been defeated.

At this time, on a high platform next to the Dou Sheng Altar, an old man in purple clothes and purple crowns, twisting a few sparse beards under his chin, said contemptuously: "Hall Master Qiao, this is the best of your young generation of disciples in Yongdao Palace? I think that's all! With his strength, if he is placed in our Purple Yang Sect, I am afraid that he will not even be able to enter the top fifty of the genius list!"

The black-faced man sitting next to the purple-clothed old man was none other than Qiao Ling, the hall master of the Hongdao Hall of Yongdao Palace. Listening to the words of the old man in purple, Qiao Ling, who was originally black, was even more purple at this moment. A face was as cold as ice, but his eyes were nervously looking at Ziche Qi on the altar of Dou Sheng.

Today's incident was completely caused by a sentence from Qin Fangwen, the second disciple of the Purple Yang Sect's genius list. Originally, the Ming Yan Immortal of the Ziyang Sect brought a group of disciples of the Ziyang Sect to watch the ceremony. However, during the semi-finals of the selection conference, Qin Fangwen said wildly that the top four outer disciples who would enter the semi-finals were so damaged that they were incomplete.

Qiao Ling, as the hall master of the Hongdao Hall of Yongdao Palace, although he was angry in his heart, he did not ridicule him out of the courtesy of his master. On the contrary, it was Zi Che Qi who came on behalf of Zi Che Lei who couldn't hold his breath and argued with Qin Fangwen on the spot.

Ming Yan Shangxian tried his best to provoke trouble, and turned a battle of words into a "competition of words". So there was this battle between the high and low disciples of the two sects.

At this moment, Qin Fangwen on the Dou Holy Altar suddenly used a Heavenly Fire Spirit Rune, and a huge fire dragon instantly swallowed the flawed Ziche Qi into his mouth.

For a while, the entire Dou Sheng Altar turned into a sea of fire, and Zi Cheqi's painful roar came from it.

Qiao Ling stood up suddenly, wanting to come to the rescue, but was stopped by the Ming Yan Shangxian beside him.

Just when Qiao Ling's eyes were red and his heart was anxious, a huge water dragon swept up from under the Dou Sheng Altar, and instantly collided with the sea of fire.