The next morning, just after dawn, there were knocks on the door of Han Jiulin's room.
After finishing his practice, Han Jiulin opened the door, and then he saw what he thought was a slim and beautiful woman standing outside the door. However, Han Jiulin was not happy when he saw the person coming, but was slightly surprised: "Han Xueling?"
Although Han Xueling's appearance is not as good as that of Huangfu Zhirou and Huangfu Nalan, she is still among the best in the imperial city, and countless children of aristocratic families admire her.
At this moment, she stood in front of Han Jiulin, with exquisite makeup on her face, which made her look even more charming. Her delicate lips opened and closed slightly, and she asked Han Jiulin:
"Jilin, the tutors of Guangming Academy should have announced the list now. I wonder if you are interested in going to Tianmenwai with me to see what's going on?"
Before Han Jiulin came through time travel and the owner of this body was still Han Yu, Han Xueling, the beautiful girl of heaven, had never looked directly at Han Yu.
Now that Han Jiulin is famous far and wide, it is naturally different from what it used to be. It is not unusual for her to come outside Han Jiulin's house.
However, Han Jiulin had no memory of Han Yu and did not have a deep dislike for her. He just said lightly: "No need.
The list published now is just for outsiders to see."
"What really determines the final ranking of the academy will be the ranking battle for the start of the school year soon. That will be the time to test the final strength of the academy disciples who have passed the assessment this time."
"So during this period of time, you and I should seize the opportunity to practice as soon as possible, and strive to obtain our ideal ranking in the battle to determine the ranking!"
"Oh..." Han Xueling responded, looking quite disappointed.
Just when she was about to turn around and leave, Han Lingyun rushed over in a hurry and said from a distance in front of Han Jiulin's door:
"The servants have copied a list of the academy, brother! You are ranked seventh in this assessment."
Han Lingyun ran outside Han Jiulin's house holding the copied list, but happened to see Han Xueling beside her.
Growing up, Han Xueling would often sneer at Han Yu, who was a disabled person at the time. Han Lingyun remembered that scene in her heart. At this moment, Han Lingyun couldn't help but feel unhappy when she saw Han Xueling. She rolled her eyes at her and squeezed into the house.
Han Xueling also knew that she had been very excessive to Han Yu. Now that Han Jiulin was reborn, she could only try her best to make up for it. Then she said: "Jilin, you are so awesome! If you can get such a ranking in the academy examination, grandpa and the others will definitely give it to you.
Lots of rewards!”
Although the list released now is not the final one decided by the academy, the cultivators on the list also mean that they have brought great honor to the family or sect.
And Han Jiulin ranked seventh, and he came back to life when everyone thought he was dead. Many people will definitely come to congratulate him, which also means that today's Qinglong Palace will only be more lively than yesterday.
Han Hongzhuo saw Han Jiulin and the others from a distance, so he walked over with a smile, and then said: "You three are here, that's the best, so I don't have to go around looking for you."
As soon as they saw Han Hongzhuo, Han Jiulin, Han Lingyun, and Han Xueling, they bowed respectfully to him, and then said: "Third uncle."
Han Hongzhuo smiled and nodded, then turned his eyes to Han Jiulin, his expression full of admiration, and then said: "What a good boy, you can actually be in the top ten of this list, and you have earned a lot of face for my Qinglong Palace!"
Han Jiulin said: "Thank you, third uncle, for the compliment."
Han Hongzhuo nodded slightly, then his expression gradually became serious, and he continued: "It's just that with your potential, you should be among the top three. You have to work hard in the future."
"Thank you, third uncle, for your teaching."
"Um."
Han Hongzhuo responded, and then continued: "The three of you have successfully passed the examination and entered Guangming Academy. This is the glory of our Qinglong Palace. The palace will naturally reward you, and that is why I am here."
"Now follow me to Qinglong Tian Pavilion. Each of you can get a magical weapon as a reward. As for the grade of the magical weapon you can get, it depends on your luck."
Qinglong Tian Pavilion is a treasure house left by the Qinglong Palace lineage thousands of years ago. For thousands of years, the generals of the Qinglong Palace have fought in all directions, killed enemies and invaders, and received many trophies and imperial rewards.
Stored in Qinglongtian Pavilion.
After thousands of years of accumulation, no one can tell how many magical weapons and extraordinary armors there are in Qinglong Tiange.
Not long after, Han Hongzhuo had brought Han Jiulin, Han Lingyun, and Han Xueling outside Qinglong Tian Pavilion.
Although this attic does not appear to be resplendent or luxurious, it is extremely majestic. There is an air of simplicity and vicissitudes between the buildings, which makes people feel awe at the sight of it.
In front of the attic door, there are two old men with gray hair and clothed clothes guarding the door.
As soon as the two old men saw Han Jiulin and the others, their originally closed eyes immediately opened, revealing a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle.
Han Hongzhuo bowed respectfully to the two old men, then turned around and said to Han Jiulin and the others:
"You can enter the Qinglong Tian Pavilion, but remember that the attic is not without dangers. There are a small number of powerful magic weapons that already contain spiritual consciousness and will launch active attacks on people. When encountering such magic weapons, remember
Do what you can!"
Psychic weapon?
Could it be that the weapon spirit has already been produced?
When Han Jiulin heard this, he couldn't help but think of the Sky-Swallowing Demon Marten in his body.
After entering Qinglong Tian Pavilion, seven more gates were placed in front of the three of them. Han Lingyun scratched her head, randomly selected the flash door in the middle and walked in.
"Master, take the second door on the right!"
The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Marten in Han Jiulin's body suddenly woke up and reminded him in the Qiankun Gourd.
Under the guidance of the Sky-Swallowing Demon Marten, Han Jiulin walked straight towards the second door on the right.
Han Xueling thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of any reason. In the end, she randomly picked a door and entered quickly.
The scene inside the Qinglong Tian Pavilion was not what Han Jiulin had imagined.
Seeing everything in front of him was dim, and he seemed to be unable to see anything clearly. Han Jiulin reluctantly used the little light to explore forward, and then saw a long sword placed on a stone shelf aside.
I saw that the blade of this long sword was transparent and bright, and was inlaid with five seemingly extremely precious gems. However, although this sword was expensive, it was just an ordinary sword and was completely useless to Han Jiulin.
.
After putting it down, Han Jiulin continued to move deeper into the attic.
After walking a few steps, Han Jiulin saw a golden spear stuck in the road that was taller than himself. Just by getting closer, Han Jiulin felt a murderous aura coming from the body of the gun.
After getting closer and taking a closer look, I saw the brilliance flowing on the gun body. It was definitely extraordinary at first glance. Han Jiulin lifted it up and felt that the gun weighed at least a thousand kilograms. When he waved it, the lightning flashed and the momentum was strong.
extraordinary.
Based on his estimation, Han Jiulin felt that this spear should be around a third-grade magic weapon, but since the Sky-Swallowing Demon Marten did not speak, it meant that this spear was not his target.
After walking for a long distance, Han Jiulin felt that there were indeed many treasures in Qinglong Tian Pavilion. He had seen seven or eight third-grade magic weapons alone, but he had never found the real goal of his trip.