"You didn't expect that I found this place!" The great god Zeqian was wearing a silver combat uniform and holding a sword in his hand, facing Long. He stood on the clouds and above the golden light. However, this golden light was a layer of magic barrier. Legends from all over the world revealed their respective guardian beasts, and set up magic barriers over the Chu State, wrapping the entire planet tightly.

Long looked up at the sky and Ze Qian above the sky. He said with sympathy, "You are pitiful."

"Poor? Haha, how long do you think you can stay here? Even if Piaomiao is in your hands, what can you do? After repeated so many times, you don't know how to stop. I don't know if you want to say you are stupid or you are confused." Zeqian stretched out a finger and looked at Long Diandian, looking tall.

When Tiangong selected his apprentice, he kept hiding in the room with Piaomiao, asking her to adjust her body, and refused to let her out. It was not until they were on stage to prepare for the test, Long let go and rushed over with her.

The young master of the Heavenly Palace, Zeqian Shangshen led his father's group of disciples to hurry back from outside. He was dressed in red clothes, like a flag, and was very eye-catching. As soon as the man walked into the gate of the Heavenly Palace, the testers standing on the stage stopped their hands and feet, bowed and waited for the great God Zeqian and his group to walk into the Heavenly Palace.

On weekdays, Master Zeqian would not pay attention to these primary players, but this trip won a great victory. Unfortunately, his parents were not in the palace and could not immediately seek credit. They were bored and came here to wander around.

Piaomiao hurried from the room and kept blaming Long along the way, "Look, when is it now? I have to cultivate internal strength, internal strength...what are they doing? The man in red is so dazzling."

"Bold! The young master is here, and he still dares to make noise. He doesn't move etiquette and get out quickly!" Someone flew by their side with a sword, and the sword edge of the sword pointed at Piaomiao.

Long moved his seat quietly. As long as the man dared to take action, he would stop him, and he had reason to bring Piaomiao back to their peach garden.

Master Zeqian looked over and was stunned on his misty face, but he didn't stop and went to the seat of the invigilator. He said to the senior brother of the chief examiner: "There are too many rude men this time, and it is rare to have a few women who like them. If the senior brother drives her out, wouldn't my desire to respect my mother be less?"

The competition continues.

The roll-call official called Long's name, and Piaomiao pushed Long. She whispered carefully in his ear: "None of these people can do it. The young master is present. This is a great opportunity for you to show your skills well."

"Hurry up! Wait for time. If you don't fight, get out!" Someone said rudely. The luck just now came to the two reckless scattered gods, which has aroused many people's jealousy and suspicion.

Long nodded, and he said to Piaomiao, "I can." He didn't like Piaomiao touching his body, and was pulled by her all the way. He didn't know that she had something urgent to say, but if he had known that he would have avoided it in time. After hearing Piaomiao's words, Long was not moved. He finished speaking to Piaomiao in a stern manner and flew up. His move attracted everyone's praise and was full of everyone's style.

His body flew over the ring, suddenly relaxed and closed his eyes. He lay firmly on the platform. Instead of getting up immediately, he continued to lie down and wait. Perhaps this was also the last chance that Piaomiao could stop his thoughts.

He did this, which made the surrounding gods laugh. His opponent was also secretly happy. Faced with such gods, he had to save much effort. Piaomiao covered his mouth and found out that this was the reason for me to cultivate internal strength in the room. When was he injured? She eagerly pushed the gods in front of her and walked over. The gods were spared from being driven out because the young master spoke to her, and did not dare to accuse her of rudeness. They dodged and gave way.

"What's wrong with you here?" The young master Zeqian, who was originally sitting in the invigilator seat, flew over, landed on the ring, squatted down, and pounced towards Piaomiao, who rushed towards her from the audience.

Piaomiao ran over and rushed over, and rushed to the stage, which happened to usher in Zeqian's concerning eyes. A strange aura stood in front, "What are you anxious about like a waste?" Zeqian said.

"I...he..." Piaomiao didn't know what he should say, so he slid the platform and moved left and right, hoping to see Long's situation.

"We will not accept the scattered god like him in this heavenly palace." Zeqian looked at the panicked Piaomiao, shook his body, and blocked Piaomiao's gaze firmly.

"He is not like this. He must be injured. Young Master, give him a chance." Piaomiao looked at the great god Zeqian. She did not notice his sudden concern, and all she thought about was Long.

"This is not a place where you can come and go as soon as you want. Are you sure you want him to stay?" The great god Zeqian was ignored for the first time. This feeling was very unhappy. He was unwilling to admit it, so he posed in a lofty position and said to Piaomiao.

"Long, get up, go and fight!" Piaomiao excitedly raised his hands and shouted behind Zeqian.

Long had already sat up and looked at all the gods here, and had plans in his heart. His abilities were not powerful, but among these gods, he still had the ability to protect one of them. He could freely disperse the spiritual energy covered by his body, so he was naturally not afraid of them being noticed. Piaomiao insisted on coming here, and his sleeping was placed on her and had to follow and wait. Piaomiao got the attention of the young master, so it was no longer easy to leave. He had already heard Piaomiao's words, pretending to be uncomfortable, covering his stomach without making a sound.

His opponent was full of unhappiness, and the other gods poked their necks, paying attention to the situation here with concern.

"Hmph." Zeqian felt that she was so neglected by her, but she was still repeatedly unable to hold on her face. Her warm little hands held his hand, "Can you keep your word?" Zeqian looked at the backs of Jiebai Runyu's hands, and he nodded and looked at Piaomiao, "I never tell lies."

"He was injured." Piaomiao said.

"Young Master, I have never attacked him." The man behind him was even more anxious. If this continues, he will not do anything and will be considered to have done something. It is really unlucky.

"Young Master?" Piaomiao took the hand of Master Zeqian, fearing that he would change his mind.

"Even if he passes this primary barrier, let him stay in the Heavenly Palace and be the lowest-level disciple. Wait until the next test starts, and let him participate to determine the level. Do you think this is good?" said the great god Zeqian.

"Okay! OK! OK! Thank you, Young Master! Long, thank you quickly!"

"No! The test begins!" Zeqian flew over and landed in the invigilator's seat again.

Long tidied up his clothes and jumped off the ring. Piaomiao ran over. The originally crowded position seemed empty because the two of them seemed to be empty. The others spontaneously hid aside. The man standing on the ring, because Long was left as the winner, naturally lost the election and left dejectedly.

Piaomiao's name came, and Piaomiao flew to stand on the ring.

The one who faced her was a burly middle-aged man. The man gave a deep tribute to Piaomiao, turned around and walked off the arena openly, begging to become the loser.

"Why are you leaving? We haven't fought yet." Piaomiao shouted hurriedly.

"You can't leave yet. Are you asking him to wait for you to take his life?" A little girl muttered below. The man gave a deep tribute to the little girl who spoke for him. Without saying a word, he left directly. The field was quiet for a while, and no one of the scattered gods dared to speak again.

"Let's go. The disciples of our Heavenly Palace cannot accept some scattered gods who have no courage as disciples." Master Zeqian picked up a teacup.

"I'll do it!" cried the girl who spoke.

She was a small, gentle goddess who fell neatly on the stage. She bowed to the great god Zeqian on the invigilator seat and shouted, "The little god is named Li Luo."

Li Luo is the daughter of the Palace Master of Xicheng. Xicheng Palace is located in an extremely cold place. There is only a hot spring in the palace, and there is a pear tree growing beside the spring. Li Luo is born when the pear blossoms fall.

"Little Palace Master Liluo, this is not a place you can come. Don't mess around, hurry up and go home." The eldest disciple ran down from the position of the chief invigilator.

"You are recruiting disciples from the Heavenly Palace, but in the bulletin board, it only says that if the lower class competition is not selected, there is no chance to become disciples from the Heavenly Palace. But it is not said that people from the Xicheng Palace cannot participate. Young Master, you said, am I right?" Li Luo said.

"Senior Brother, please continue to invigilate the exam. Liluo Palace is mainly to become a disciple of my Heavenly Palace, and it also adds color to my Heavenly Palace." said the great god Zeqian.

Li Luo waited until Piaomiao took action recklessly, and her body turned into a pear petal and drifted lightning to one side. She took action like lightning, hitting Piaomiao's body, and the fist wind that Piaomiao hit did not touch her body. Everyone who was better or worse was immediately separated. Li Luo's move was obviously extraordinary, and more and more people supported her. Ze Qian, who was sitting in the invigilator seat, looked ashamed.

The disciples under his command did not dare to drive Piaomiao out. According to the previous example, they returned Piaomiao to the same courtyard as Yulong. The lowest class also had courtyards, but most of them were large shops with more than a dozen people, and the only one was the manager responsible for the daily life of this class.
Chapter completed!