Eight hundred and seventieth chapters teach no class
"Bring it here." Xia Qingchen said.
The maid opened her palms with a friendly smile, and a bronze-colored, metal-like seed quietly burned with flames in her palms.
"With this thing in hand, you can go to the Liangjing God King's Palace and pay homage to the silver coffin." The maid waved her hand.
Xia Qingchen thought for a moment and held it directly with his palm.
The seeds that looked like they were burning actually had no burning sensation at all, but were instead a bit cold.
"Also, can I ask the young master's real name?" The maid's pretty eyes were full of expectation.
Xia Qingchen asked, "Do I need to disclose it?"
The maid shook her head and said: "Of course it is not necessary. The Liangzhou General Palace will not deliberately ask for your real name, but whether you reveal it or not will determine whether you are qualified to join the Nine Stars Temple."
To join the Nine Stars Temple, in addition to being one of the nine strongest young men in Liangjing today, you also need a real background.
Otherwise, if the genius of Zhongyun Realm went to Liang Realm incognito to occupy the top nine ranks, Liang Realm would probably have to absorb him into the Nine Stars Temple and spend resources to train him.
If Xia Qingchen wants to enter the Nine Stars Temple, he must reveal his true name and origin.
Only after Liang Prince's Mansion confirms that they are indeed from Liang Realm can they be recruited.
"Nine Star Temple, I'm not interested." Xia Qingchen said bluntly and refused on the spot.
In terms of resources, Xia Qingchen has more resources than the Nine Stars Temple.
After saying that, he pointed his toes a little, used his body skills and left.
The maid could only sigh silently: "It seems that he is a foreigner just as the palace master said. It is a pity that the Nine Stars Temple does not have such a talented person."
If you are a person from a cold environment, why should you be so secretive about your identity?
Speaking of which, Xia Qingchen left for the Spiritual Palace half an hour later.
But outside the spiritual palace, there were several rare white demonic snakes parked. They all had wings on their backs and were lying cross-legged in the corner.
"See Mr. Xia." When the guard at the door saw Xia Qingchen's arrival, he immediately ran over.
Xia Qingchen pointed at a few demonic snakes: "Whose are they?"
There are very few demonic snakes in Liangjing, not to mention flying demonic snakes that can fly. Such a rare species is not found in Liangjing at all.
"Reporting to your lord, they are from several Nanman guests." the guard said.
Nanman is the name of Liangjing’s neighbor to the south, Lounanjing.
It was a wilderness land, filled with primitive areas rarely seen in the human world, where forests covered the entire territory and monsters were rampant.
It is very dangerous to walk in it, and you may encounter powerful monsters at every turn.
Moreover, there is a group of powerful people living there, barbarians!
They are physically strong, good at fighting, and good at driving monsters.
For those who can control monsters, they call them beast masters. Generally, beast masters can control one monster beast. The most powerful one is said to be their Barbarian King, who can command an army of millions of monster beasts.
Imagine how spectacular the scene would be when an army of millions of monsters attacks.
Millions of humans may not be able to compete with an army of millions of monsters.
Fortunately, the barbarians live deep in the mountains and forests and rarely leave Lounan.
"Barbarian?" Xia Qingchen went in with his hands behind his hands. As soon as he entered, he heard a fierce quarrel in the living room.
"Are you Liang Realm spiritual masters so miserable? You can't even refine a small Nirvana weapon. If I had known this, I should have gone to the Zhongyun Realm." A rough voice shouted loudly.
The faces of the nearby spiritual masters were a little ugly. Isn't this a blatant insult to their Liangjing spiritual masters?
In the living room.
Two middle-aged men wearing animal skins were talking to Li Zicheng.
One of the beastskin men was dressed in snow-white snakeskin, with a tiger tendon belt tied around his waist, and a strange-shaped stone ax on his back.
Although his face was rough and arrogant, he had a calmness that was rare in Liang Realm and Zhongyun Realm. He sat silently on the chair without saying a word.
Another beast-skin man, carrying a stone hammer, cursed: "We are really blind, so we came to find the Liangjing spiritual master. When I go back, I won't spare that turtle grandson Qiu Wanjin!"
It turned out that they were recommended by Qiu Wanjin and came to Liangjing Spirit Palace to refine a nirvana weapon.
Unexpectedly, after Li Zicheng saw their refining drawings, he said it was too difficult to refine.
This made them feel that their trip was in vain and they were very angry.
Li Zicheng lowered his face in displeasure and snorted: "Li is not talented. It is true that he cannot refine the nirvana you requested, but there is no need to be so rude, right?"
He was also angry and resentful in his heart. When the Nanman people first came, he was quite proud and felt that even the Nanman barbarians knew about the reputation of Ling Palace.
Who knew they were so vulgar and ignorant of etiquette?
"You useless old man, you are incompetent, why can't I say anything?" The middle-aged man pointed at Li Zicheng's nose and cursed loudly.
A mouthful of spit flew all over Li Zicheng's face.
Li Zicheng was so angry that his beard trembled, and said: "There is no distinction between education and distinction! There is no distinction between education and distinction! Come and see off the guests! Our spiritual palace cannot afford to receive the barbarians from the South!"
"Hey! Old man, who do you think is a barbarian? You Liangjing spiritual masters are all useless, why don't you allow others to tell the truth?" The barbarian's eyes widened, and he stepped forward with fists raised to hit someone.
Li Zicheng was angry and angry. These barbarians were so reckless!
He took a step back and said angrily: "Someone is coming, call him out!"
"What's going on? It's so noisy?" But the person who came in was not someone else, but Xia Qingchen.
He frowned slightly, looking at the messy scene.
Although he doesn't have much control over the Linggong, Li Zicheng's approach of driving away guests would be very detrimental to the future development of the Linggong.
Li Zicheng immediately bowed to pay homage and said angrily: "Sir, you came just in time, these barbarians are so annoying!"
The barbarian cursed: "You useless old guy, you dare to say something bad about our great shou Lounan people? I'll beat you to death with one punch!"
His strong body pressed forward and punched Li Zicheng in the chest.
However, before the fist could strike, a shadow flashed in front of him. Xia Qingchen stood in front of him and punched him back.
The barbarian was extremely powerful. As soon as the two sides touched each other, Xia Qingchen's fist was forcefully pushed back, and he himself also took a step back.
"Why do people in Liangjing act like they have never eaten?" The barbarian laughed sarcastically and punched Li Zicheng with unabated fists, hoping to knock Li Zicheng away together with Xia Qingchen.
However, just as his fist was about to reach Xia Qingchen's chest, a crisp explosion suddenly occurred in his body.
Then the barbarian screamed, holding his body and howling.
Looking at his mouth and nose, blood was already flowing, and Yanran was seriously injured.
But the explosion inside his body did not stop, and continued to erupt, causing the barbarian to howl in pain.
That was the star power that Xia Qingchen penetrated into his body, turning into a self-exploding dark force that hurt his inner being.
At this moment, the silent middle-aged man with animal skin stood up, reached out and patted him on the shoulder.
Air flow erupted from the pores on the human body, and his painful expression immediately eased.
Xia Qingchen looked at it and his pupils shrank slightly.
It is not difficult to get rid of his dark energy, it only needs more powerful star power to suppress it.
However, just like a middle-aged man, a casual slap on the shoulder can subtly dissolve all the dark energy in other people's bodies without harming the barbarian in the slightest.