The Emperor's Holy Land, or the other four major Holy Lands in the Eastern Wasteland, have strict rules for recruiting disciples.
Generally speaking, only dragon hunters from major holy places are qualified to bring people into holy places.
After all, these dragon-hunting detectives in the Holy Land have already gone through strict screening before they can become dragon-hunting detectives.
They are all people with ruthless vision and absolute loyalty to the Holy Land, and will never do anything for personal gain or malpractice.
The Holy Land will not have any doubts about the geniuses introduced to the Holy Land by these dragon-hunting detectives.
Although Du Zhi is an elder of Huangji Holy Land, his power in some aspects is still not as great as that of some Dragon-seeking Detectives.
He is not qualified to directly grant anyone the position of disciple of the Supreme Holy Land of the Human Emperor.
At most, I can only recommend!
Whether the geniuses recommended to the Holy Land of the Holy Land will eventually become disciples of the Holy Land of the Holy Land must pass the assessment of the Holy Land of the Holy Land.
Du Zhi didn't know much about Ling Nian.
All he could do was help Ling Tian introduce Ling Nian to the Holy Land of the Emperor.
But in the end, whether Ling Nian can become a disciple of the Holy Land is still unknown.
It is not easy to pass the examination of the Holy Land of the Holy Land.
Du Zhi saw that Ling Nian was so young and thought that it would be difficult for Ling Nian to pass the assessment of the Holy Land of the Emperor.
"The juniors naturally know what the seniors said, but what if Ling Nian has the qualifications to become a disciple of the Holy Land of the Emperor?"
Ling Tian obviously also knows the rules of the Holy Land of the Holy Land.
Even the Holy Son of the Holy Land has no right to let his family members stay in the Holy Land.
Not to mention, Ling Tian is still just the false holy son of the Holy Land.
Otherwise, I am afraid that more people from the Seventh Clan pilgrimage to the Holy City will worship at the Holy Land of the Emperor.
"Ling Tian, whether you are qualified to become a disciple of the Holy Land of the Holy Land is not something you can just talk about."
Du Zhi understood what Ling Tian meant, but he just smiled bitterly.
From the look on his face, it was obvious that he was not optimistic about Ling Nian's martial arts talent.
Hearing what Du Zhi said, Ling Tian smiled and turned to look at Ling Nian, "Nian Nian, if you and I want to follow you to the Holy Land of the Holy Land, please show your talents to Senior Du Zhi as much as possible."
Others don't know how strong Ling Nian's martial arts talent is, but Ling Tian knows it very well.
With his clairvoyance, he had already discovered Ling Nian's cultivation and soul.
It can be said that in terms of martial arts talent, Ling Nian is definitely the strongest person he has ever seen.
He even felt that it might surpass him.
"Okay, brother!"
Ling Nian happily agreed.
The words fell and the figure walked out.
Du Zhi looked at Ling Nian calmly, as if he still didn't think highly of Ling Nian.
However, he also gave Ling Nian the most basic respect and didn't say anything more, let alone stop Ling Nian.
After the figure walked out, Ling Nian looked back at Ling Tian. After Ling Tian nodded, she slowly raised her arms.
A powerful aura filled the air from her body, and the terrifying power of true energy was swallowed up in her palms.
"Third level of True Essence Realm?"
Du Zhi's expression changed slightly, and a bright light flashed in his eyes as he stared at Ling Nian.
"You, Nizi, are actually also a True Yuan realm warrior?"
Lord Grim beside him also had his eyes shining, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Based on Peak Master's age, someone with a cultivation level of the third level of the True Yuan Realm is considered a monster. I didn't expect that Peak Master's younger sister's cultivation level is the same as Peak Master's."
"No wonder the Peak Master just said that his sister has the qualifications to become the Holy Son of the Holy Land."
"This is the first time I have seen such a young True Yuan realm warrior."
Liao Qi and others couldn't help but marvel.
Among the thirty-six false saints in the Holy Land of the Holy Land, Ling Tian is definitely the youngest.
But he is also the one with the lowest cultivation level.
At less than twenty-five years old, Ling Tian already possesses the third-level cultivation level of the True Yuan Realm. It can be said that he has surpassed most of the geniuses of the Eastern Wilderness.
However, Ling Nian is younger than Ling Tian, but his cultivation level is already comparable to Ling Tian's.
In a sense, Ling Tian's martial arts talent is even more terrifying than Ling Tian's.
After Ling Nian released his cultivation, a smile appeared on Ling Tian's face.
When he turned to look at Du Zhi, he saw that Du Zhi's expression quickly returned to calm after being briefly surprised.
Thinking about it, this alone is not enough to impress Du Zhi.
It's true that cultivation level doesn't mean anything.
Some children of aristocratic families with powerful backgrounds have resources beyond ordinary people since childhood, and their cultivation level is not slow to advance.
What really determines a person's talent is not the speed of his cultivation advancement.
"Nian Nian, release your soul!"
Immediately, Ling Tian reminded Ling Nian.
"oh."
Ling Nian dumbly agreed, then his arms trembled.
The power of life soul appeared in her body.
The temperature in the courtyard suddenly dropped.
A crystal clear blue snowflake appeared from behind Ling Nian.
"This is……"
Jun Moxiao stared at the shadow of the life soul behind Ling Nian in surprise, as if he had a familiar feeling.
"Tianchi Snow!"
Du Zhi directly revealed the name of Ling Nian's deceased soul.
This piece of blue snowflake is the snow of Tianchi, a heaven-level destiny soul.
"Is this girl from the Lost City?"
After Du Zhi reminded him, Jun Moxiao understood immediately.
Tianchi Snow is the life soul of the Lord of Lost City.
"Who are you, Fairy Lady Tianchi?"
At this moment, Du Zhi's eyes towards Ling Nian had changed obviously, and he asked Ling Nian curiously.
In his impression, there are only two people in the Ancient Continent who possess the Tianchi Snow Soul.
One is the Lord of the Lost City.
The second one is Tianchi Fairy Girl.
The Lord of Lost City and Fairy Tianchi are originally a mother and daughter, so it is not difficult to understand that they have the same life soul.
Therefore, in Du Zhi's opinion, Ling Nian must be related to the lord of Lost City, Fairy Tianchi.
"It's my mother, what's wrong?"
Facing Du Zhi's curious gaze, Ling Nian answered seriously.
Tianchi Fairy Girl is Ling Nian’s mother, and the Lost City Lord is Ling Nian’s grandmother.
Therefore, this Tianchi Snow Life Soul is also inherited in her body.
"Xiangu Tianchi also has a daughter? So that's the case, no wonder! No wonder..."
After receiving Ling Nian's answer, Du Zhi suddenly understood, and his heart suddenly became extremely bright.
The Lost City has always been the most mysterious force in the Eastern Wasteland.
There are many people who know about the existence of the Lost City, but not many people know the details of the Lost City.
Du Zhenai was a powerful person of the same generation as Tianchi Fairy Aunt, and he had met Tianchi Fairy Aunt several times.
But he didn't know that Fairy Tianchi actually had a daughter...
Speaking of which, the Lost City Fairy was also a famous figure a few decades ago.
Once upon a time, she was worshiped as the goddess of the Eastern Wasteland.
He is the object of admiration for countless young talents in the Eastern Wasteland.
Du Zhi back then was actually one of them.
But later, for some unknown reason, Tianchi Fairy suddenly disappeared from the sight of the world.
As time goes by, it gradually becomes forgotten.
"No, no, you are the daughter of Fairy Tianchi, then Ling Tian..."
At this time, Du Zhi seemed to suddenly realize something, and suddenly turned his head to look at Ling Tian, with a thick look of confusion on his brows.