Zili Heavenly Palace, Medicine Testing in the Celestial Palace

The white light poured down like moonlight, and Yin Yanjun felt dizzy. When his vision became clear, the tip of his nose was already lingering with the cool fragrance of purple wisteria. He lay on his back on the ground, and what caught his eye was the purple gauze embroidered with dark gold runes. The glazed palace lanterns hanging from the dome reflected purple halos of varying depths, shrouding the entire space in a mysterious halo.

With a muffled "dong", Zili casually threw him next to the carved jade table. Yin Yanjun's elbow hit the gilded animal head on the corner of the table, and he gasped in pain. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zili sitting upright on the red sandalwood phoenix-patterned chair with her wide sleeves fluttering, and her moon-white skirt spread out, like a glacier that had not melted for thousands of years.

His eyes wandered in panic, and suddenly he saw a jade-colored small dress on the carved couch stacked with cloud brocade, which was out of tune with the surrounding purple.

The translucent silk dress was draped over the phoenix pillow, and the golden embroidered acacia flower pattern was shimmering under the palace lantern. Yin Yanjun's ears were instantly filled with blood, and he looked away in a hurry, but saw Zi Li's expressionless face, and the dress had turned into a stream of light and disappeared into her sleeves as she pinched her jade fingers.

"Have you seen enough?" Zi Li's fingertips knocked out ice crystals on the table, and the table surface instantly spread out spider-web-like frost patterns. Yin Yanjun was about to explain, but suddenly heard the tinkling of rings and bells outside the door, accompanied by silver bell-like laughter.

"Sister Zi Li——"

The carved wooden door was shaken by the collision, and the green shadow was swept in like the wind. The girl's golden step-shaking hair trembled. She jumped towards Zi Li with her bare jade feet, and the silver bell on her wrist rang crisply, but she stopped suddenly when she saw the figure on the ground.

"Huh?" Bai Qiuyun's almond eyes widened, and the emerald skirt spun out ripples. She suddenly leaned over to get close to Yin Yanjun, the jasmine scent in her hair wafted in her face: "Is this a slave? His eyes are beautiful..." She even reached out to touch the teardrop mole at the end of his eye.

Zi Li's fingertips flicked out icy edges, barely brushing the girl's fingertips, "Qiuyun, don't touch him, he has Zhu Yin blood."

"Oh, he has Zhu Yin blood." Bai Qiuyun pouted and rubbed her slightly red fingertips, and suddenly widened her eyes: "Wait! What did you say? Zhu Yin blood?" She turned around suddenly, and the jade pendant on her waist hit the corner of the table with a crisp sound, "How is this possible! How can the human race have the holy blood of the demon race? Unless..."

"You are not like an ordinary slave. Not to mention your bloodline problem, just say that your eyes are not ordinary. Could it be that the elders of Zhu Yinlong who went far away in the void directly exchanged blood? You should know that no one in the demon world now has Zhu Yin blood." Zi Li suddenly asked.

"I don't know about this either! I'm just an ordinary human, and I really don't know about the Zhu Yin blood!" Yin Yanjun replied hurriedly.

Bai Qiuyun suddenly squatted down, and the green light gathered from his fingertips and pointed at his brow. Yin Yanjun only felt the sea of ​​consciousness surging, and in a trance, it seemed that there was a dragon roar shaking his soul. The girl suddenly stumbled back and bumped into the gilded candlestick: "The purity of blood... is higher than that of the prince of the demon domain!"

"Is this, uh, normal?"

"No matter whether it is normal or not, keep him first, so that the blood sacrifice of all races can be guaranteed this time!" Zi Li said calmly,

"So sister wants to let me raise him!" Bai Qiuyun suddenly hugged Zi Li's arm and shook it, with cunning stars in her almond eyes, "My Qingluan Palace is just in need of a boy to test medicine~"

"Nonsense!" Zi Li shook the girl away with her sleeves, but sighed when she saw her red eyes: "Forget it, but you need to use the black ice chain to lock it for three hours every day. I want to use him to help you improve your blood."

Yin Yanjun listened to the two people discussing him as if he were an object, and suddenly a nameless fire rose in his chest. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw Bai Qiuyun approaching him, their noses almost touching: "Little slave, what's your name?"

The young man looked at the pretty face so close to him, and blurted out: "Yin Yanjun."

On the way back to the Tianxian Palace, Yin Yanjun followed behind Bai Qiuyun, the faint jasmine scent from the girl's hair lingered on his nose, and her brisk voice came to his ears.

"Come, little slave, eat this." Bai Qiuyun suddenly turned around, and there was a crystal clear pill in his hand. The surface of the pill was glowing with a faint green halo, and it seemed to be beating slightly like life.

Yin Yanjun paused and stared at the pill vigilantly: "What is this? Although I am a slave, I will not eat it if it is poison. I want to live a few more days."

Bai Qiuyun chuckled, his eyebrows curved like a crescent moon: "Oh, it's not poison, it's a pill that can make you live better in the core area of ​​the demon clan. This can make you look like a demon clan, so that you won't be discovered as a human and cause trouble."

He reached out to take the pill and swallowed it without hesitation. The pill melted in his mouth, and a cool breath spread from his throat to his whole body, as if countless tiny ants were walking under his skin.

"Why, you are not afraid now?" Bai Qiuyun tilted his head with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Yin Yanjun replied calmly: "What are you afraid of? It's just a matter of death. Besides, am I still useful to you?" After he finished speaking, he thought to himself: "Now that I have the "Taixu Sword Canon" and I have spiritual roots, I will be able to escape from here one day."

When Bai Qiuyun heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes, but he soon returned to his playful look: "Let's go, the Tianxian Palace is almost here."

In a blink of an eye, the two came to a towering palace. The palace was made of white jade, and glazed wind chimes were hung on the eaves. The breeze blew over, making a crisp sound. The three big characters "Tianxian Palace" were written on the door of the palace, with powerful strokes and a faint sense of pressure.

"From today on, you will start testing medicine for me." Bai Qiuyun walked into the palace, sat lightly on an ancient futon, and said to Yin Yanjun who was standing beside him. After that, he closed his eyes and began to practice.

Yin Yanjun did not respond, but stood aside silently, sorting out everything that had happened recently. He had lived in a small town in the southern border of the human race for the past sixteen years, and his family was ordinary.

"Am I not my parents' child?" Yin Yanjun frowned, and had a vague guess in his heart, but soon shook his head, "Forget it, it's useless to think about these things now."

He gathered his mind and began to explore the "Taixu Sword Classic" and the fiery red heavy metal piece in his sea of ​​consciousness. These two things have been there since his blood awakened.

"Although the "Taixu Sword Classic" is good, I don't have a sword and can't use it at all. As for this iron piece..." Yin Yanjun focused his attention on the metal piece and carefully explored it. Suddenly, the two ancient seal characters "Zhu Zhao" on the iron piece turned into a stream of light and flew into his mind.

"This is... a Qi training method that matches the "Taixu Sword Classic"!" Yin Yanjun was shocked, and then ecstatic. This method just solved the problem that he had no way to practice spiritual energy.

"Hey, Yin Yanjun, what are you thinking about?" Bai Qiuyun opened his eyes at some point and stared at him with a sharp gaze.

Yin Yanjun came back to his senses and said lightly: "Nothing."

Bai Qiuyun curled his lips, seeming a little unhappy with his perfunctory attitude, but did not ask more questions: "Okay, go to your own room. Remember, be locked up in the black ice chain for three hours, this is the rule."

Yin Yanjun nodded and turned to the side hall. Pushing open the door, a faint sandalwood fragrance hit the face. The room is not big, but it is decorated quite elegantly. There are several landscape paintings on the wall and a carved wooden bed by the window.

"I didn't expect a boy who tests medicine to live so well." Yin Yanjun thought to himself.

He walked to the bed, sat cross-legged, and his eyes fell on the black ice chain at the head of the bed. The chain was crystal clear and exuded a biting cold. Yin Yanjun took a deep breath and reached out to buckle the chain around his ankle. Instantly, a cold air spread along the meridians to his whole body, as if to freeze his blood.

"This Xuanbing Chain is really not simple..." Yin Yanjun gritted his teeth and endured, but secretly turned on the candlelight in his heart. As the technique was running, the cold air in his body was gradually dissolved, replaced by a warm current, slowly flowing through the meridians.

Three hours later, Yin Yanjun opened his eyes, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes. He gently moved his hands and feet, and found that the cold air of the Xuanbing Chain no longer posed a threat to him.

"It seems that this technique is really mysterious." He whispered to himself, with a slight smile on his face.

Just then, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door. Yin Yanjun quickly restrained his breath and pretended to be tired. The door was pushed open, Bai Qiuyun poked his head out, and said with a smile: "Little slave, the time is up, come out." "Accompany me to go shopping."