Gold and jade have an essence

Floating like a shooting star

Threaten to be in the clouds

Longevity and heaven are tilted together

This, this is a top-grade golden jade immortal talisman!

In the registration hall, everyone was stunned and dizzy:

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Wu Zijian also learned under the successive popularization of science by Tang San and Wang Wu:

In the spirit world, immortal cultivators with identity and no qualifications, or those with qualifications and no identity, can only receive the lower grade spirit jade immortal talisman, unless they are qualified against the sky, they can make an exception.

Otherwise, just like everyone in this hall now, the jade talismans they received were all low-grade spirit jade fairy talismans with mottled colors.

And people like Wu Zijian who can pass the spiritual trials and ascend from the lower realm will receive a medium-grade spiritual jade immortal talisman as white as mutton fat.

Only those who have both qualifications and noble status can be registered in the palace and issued a golden high-grade spirit jade immortal talisman.

Wu Zijian, who knew the stakes of this, also looked curiously at the young man sitting on the right side of the hall on the futon with the eyes of everyone in the hall.

This young man's skin is as white as jade, his sword eyebrows are slightly raised, his eyes are indifferent, and he looks like he is the only one. Although he was dressed in a solid white robe, he wore a graceful and luxurious taste.

Lang Lang is like the sun and the moon into the arms, and the rock rock is like the independence of the lone pine, which is definitely the aristocratic temperament that rejects people for thousands of miles and isolates the world.

Wu Zijian felt a sense of urgency for no reason:

Xiao Wei is really right, Zhong Lingyuxiu in this spirit world is too bewitching and against the sky, it seems that the competition is fierce, and time is running out.

At this time, I saw the humble old servant trotting to the young man in white, and when he was still three steps away from the young man, he bent his waist very low, stretched out his hands to hold the golden jade talisman, and respectfully handed it to the young man sitting on the futon.

The young man in white seemed to ignore the old servant in front of him, but slowly stood up from the futon first.

Seeing this, the old servant hurriedly got up with the young man, raised his waist and back a little, and the high-grade spirit jade immortal talisman he held in both hands was always placed in the most comfortable position for the young man.

"This product can really play a score. ”

When Wu Zijian just sighed in his heart, he saw that the eyes of the young man in white, who were originally empty, suddenly stared at Wu Zijian, his eyes were full of contempt, and his expression was extremely unfriendly, as if Wu Zijian was some kind of filth.

Immediately, the white-clothed young man flicked his sleeves and put the golden jade talisman in the old servant's hand into the storage bag, and in the envious eyes of everyone, his eyes showed extreme contempt, and he snorted coldly at Wu Zijian, and turned to leave.

Hey, what do you mean? I didn't recruit you, didn't mess with you?

Wu Zijian looked at the back of Zhong Lingyuxiu, who was already outside the hall, with some meaning.

Looking at the rickety old servant who followed him, he thought with some taste in his heart:

This old man can't be his father, who came to support him, right?

At this time, Tang San approached Wu Zijian, and in the spirit of fellow villagers, he quietly said to Wu Zijian:

"This son's identity is honorable, and those who can have a high-grade spiritual jade immortal talisman are not from a famous family, that is, they are the king's grandson. The elder brother must not easily provoke him because he is young and vigorous, and cause trouble in vain. ”

Tang San's kindness, Wu Zijian nodded in understanding.

People don't offend me, I don't offend people, if people offend me, give three points, he has to quickly accumulate strength in a low-key manner, Wu Zijian naturally understands this truth.

Only by being low-key will you not be unprovoked in right and wrong, and only by being low-key will you not be targeted by the public.

Wu Zijian now knows that the Xiling Marquis Mansion is far from what he can set foot in at present.

According to Tang San, you must at least go after the Dan period. But Wu Zijian already had a plan in his heart, and after he built the foundation and learned to fly in the sky, he would immediately go to the Xiling Marquis Mansion.

Crawl first, then climb the hill, then climb the mountain, climb around, and eventually reach the top, cumin, wait for me!

......

In the snow-capped mountains, a splendid and dazzling mansion, connected by an intricate aerial bridge, is built on the top of three of the highest peaks, standing under the deep black starry sky unique to winter, like three silver giants, overlooking the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth.

Huge snowflakes fell from the black curtain, and it was amazing that when these snowflakes fell on the sky above this fairy-like and carved mansion, they actually slid down from above it to the side of the cliff.

The mansion is full of spring, and it is not affected by this cold day in the slightest.

The snow-capped mountains are high, the west ridges are steep, and the icebergs and snow-capped ridges are in the sky.

The peaks are stacked like white horses, and the princess is far away.

The silver-white cold moonlight sprinkled into Yuan Xiaoyi's transparent and simple, but full of sad heart.

This place is the palace of the Marquis of Xiling.

Yuan Xiaoyi's white little hand, which was originally holding her chin, raised it towards the snow fox who sensed the owner's loss in her arms and looked restless:

"Xiaobai must be obedient, otherwise I will beat you!"

A snow fox with a narrow face and a pointed mouth, short and fat ears, and soft and fluffy fur was lying in Yuan Xiaoyi's arms, and he drooped his head humanely, with a stupid face.

Yuan Xiaowei is located in the attic, beautifully carved, small and chic, located in the left of the main peak of the Hou Wangfu, northwest direction. It is said that after she was born, the prince ordered craftsmen to build it for her.

And the snow fox in her arms is said to have been captured for her by King Hou himself after she was born.

Yuan Xiaowei sat in front of the attic window, her mournful gaze crossed the peach and willow green, the garden surrounded by rockeries, the bright lights, the flying pavilion Liudan, the corridor turned around the palace, looking to the east.

Tonight, the daughter of King Hou returned to the palace, and King Hou held a family banquet to celebrate.

In Yuan Xiaoyi's afterglow, the figure of the maid of the family shuttled back and forth in the jade hall.

Although Grandma had told her that the people of Dongzhou were simple and orderly, and Wu Zijian would be fine, she was still worried in her heart.

Xiling Snow Mountain, the palace of the prince.

Under the moon in the northwest building, looking at the bitterness of Dongzhou.

All kinds of thoughts can only turn into a helpless sigh.

The matter has come to this point, I only hope that my grandmother, who has never deceived her, will not coax her this time.

In the boudoir, gold is the pillar, white jade is the column, and the light gauze powder curtain is gentle and rippling.

Yuan Xiaowei looked sadly at the eternal white snow outside the window, and the glacier that hung on the cliff in a variety of postures, intertwined with canine teeth, her white neck, and couldn't help shrinking into the gold silk embroidered brocade dress.

Although, there is not the slightest chill in the attic. But Yuan Xiaowei hugged the snow fox in her arms tighter with both hands, and her eyes were filled with tears:

"Big pillar, are you hungry and cold now, the spirit world is so cold, you need to wear more clothes......

......

"It's hot!"

In the post house, Wu Zi's clothes had been stripped off, but he still felt unbearably hot.