Gu Qingshan led Xiuxiu all the way there, talking to her non-stop to relieve her nervousness.
"Look, that shop specializes in selling talismans."
"This is the place where weapons are forged. The big man with the shirt on his chest is a blacksmith."
"There is a pill stove at the door of this house, which sells pills."
"On the left, yes, in the spiritual food shop on my left, there is a snack called candied haws that is particularly delicious—boss, bring me a candied haws."
As she spoke, a candied haws was stuffed in Xiuxiu's hand.
Very delicious? Xiuxiu hesitated for a moment, and lightly licked the candied haws.
Well, very sweet.
She ate happily.
When Gu Qingshan saw a place, his eyes lit up immediately: "Come, Xiuxiu, come quickly."
"Brother, what happened?" Xiuxiu became nervous again.
"See, there is a shop opened by the Spirit Beast Sect. There are a lot of strange and weird spirit beasts. Let's go and have a look!"
"Wow, are there any cranes? I like cranes!"
"Yes, I have."
"Then let's go."
The head deacon watched the two of them galloping away, and couldn't help laughing wryly.
None of the people who came to the next year's test was nervous and panicked, and it was rare for them to be so relaxed.
How well you perform in the annual examination is directly related to whether you can join the sect, what kind of sect you can join, and how you are treated in the sect.
Even some sect disciples who had been appointed in advance were equally nervous.
- What should I do if the performance is not good? What to do if you lose to those latecomers
If I perform exceptionally well, will there be other better sects vying for me
Everyone thinks so.
Therefore, the entire Weishan Town, the road is full of fast-moving, heavy-faced and panic-stricken monks waiting for the test.
As for the two in front of me, they are here to try next year, they are clearly here to play.
The head deacon waited for a while, only to see the boy leading the little girl out of the spirit beast shop.
There was a faint smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, but the little girl had already put her nervousness aside, her face flushed with excitement.
"Brother, what are we doing now?" Xiuxiu asked.
"Rest for a while, when the time comes, go to the Heavenly Palace."
After Gu Qingshan finished speaking, he nodded apologetically towards the head deacon.
The manager led them to an inn to rest.
The two settled down, Xiuxiu was obviously closer to Gu Qingshan than before, pulling him to ask a lot of questions about practice.
Gu Qingshan also knew everything and said everything.
It was noon soon, and the two of them took out the dry food made by Qin Xiaolou and used it. After a short wash, they closed their eyes and began to meditate.
About an hour later, there were bursts of thunder in the sky outside.
Later, there were people shouting everywhere.
"The time has come!"
"Everyone, please move!"
"It's about to start, it's time to come out!"
The monks moved quickly, gathered in groups, and then walked out.
"Brother?" Xiuxiu opened her eyes, looked at Gu Qingshan and asked.
"Let's go too." Gu Qingshan smiled.
The two walked out along the crowd, all the way to the top of Weishan Mountain.
This place has already been transformed into a wide and large square, where monks, casual cultivators and warriors to be selected stand densely, buzzing and discussing.
After a quarter of an hour, someone suddenly came from the sky and shouted loudly: "Twenty breaths later, the Heavenly Palace will appear. Please prepare to ascend the Heavenly Palace."
After the crowd heard it, they slowly quieted down, and everyone was ready to go, just waiting for the time to come.
"Senior brother, what is the Tiangong they are talking about? The second senior brother said that there is thunder, is it coming?" Xiuxiu suddenly asked curiously.
"You'll know it when you see it." Gu Qingshan didn't tell her.
As he spoke, he motioned Xiuxiu to cover his ears, and he covered his ears too.
At this time, there was a thunderstorm in the sky, and the deafening sound caused many people to cover their ears.
A person standing next to Gu Qingshan sneered and muttered: "If you don't practice hard, you can't even resist your voice. Alas, the monks of this generation are really not as good as ours back then."
Gu Qingshan rolled his eyes, too lazy to argue with him.
This is not an ordinary thunder sound, but the thunder from the God Realm. It is heard in the ears, but it acts on the soul. It is quite powerful, and it is irresistible even under the transformation of the gods.
Covering ears is the simplest and most effective method.
If there is no resistance at all, maybe the soul will be damaged.
Sure enough, after Lei Yin passed by, a voice sounded beside the man: "Brother, why are you having a nosebleed?"
The man wiped his nose indifferently, and said, "Hmph, I practiced too hard last night, and my realm has improved a bit today, so my meridians are bleeding."
Meridian bleeding...
Gu Qingshan is okay, he has experienced a lot, and he passed it after listening to it, but Xiuxiu couldn't hold back.
Before Xiuxiu went out, not only her master, but also several senior brothers had warned her about the dangers, so she was clear about the matter of Shenlei.
The other party's words were too clear (pretentious) strange (forced), and she was a child, so she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The man immediately stopped doing it, and stared over, saying: "Little girl, what are you laughing at?"
As he spoke, he walked over here.
Gu Qingshan subconsciously hid Xiuxiu behind him, and said: "Why, no one is allowed to laugh?"
That person snorted and said: "You are also following the elders to participate in the annual examination, don't meet me, or you must look good."
Gu Qingshan released his divine sense and swept him up and down.
The spiritual power of the Qi Refining layer fluctuates.
Gu Qingshan shook his head, unable to even get angry.
Seeing that he was silent, the man thought he had won, and turned back proudly.
People around looked at Gu Qingshan, showing disdain.
This young man didn't dare to answer a single harsh word, so he still practiced like this
Xiuxiu pulled Gu Qingshan's clothes.
Gu Qingshan turned around, and saw Xiuxiu whispering: "Senior brother, why didn't you teach him a lesson? If the second senior brother was here, he would have already made a move."
Gu Qingshan patted her head and said: "Master said, this time we want to come safely and come back safely, why are you causing trouble?"
"Besides," Gu Qingshan sighed, "He's too weak, I'm really afraid I won't be able to control his strength."
Xiuxiu froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered the scene where Qin Xiaolou was sent flying to the sky by Gu Qingshan's sword.
Qin Xiaolou is still in the middle stage of foundation establishment.
Xiuxiu nodded in sympathy.
The two of them covered their ears and listened to the Celestial Thunder again for a while.
Finally, the world calmed down.
The dark clouds dissipated, and a palace suspended in mid-air appeared in the sky.
Looking at the palace at a glance, people can't help but feel respect in their hearts.
The four corners above the palace are guarded by statues of gods, and more than ten kinds of gods and animals are carved on the glazed tiles, such as dragons, phoenixes, fish, bullfighting, suanni, and chi kisses.
In front of the palace, there is an arched platform with four sides. There are drums, tables, pens and scrolls in front of the platform.
Under the four sides of the stage, there is an open square that tightly surrounds the palace.
Even after countless years of ups and downs, this palace still exudes a supreme aura of majesty.
It is a pity that it seems to have been destroyed by some huge force, and the small half of the building has disappeared.
Only half of this heavenly palace remains.
It silently suspends in mid-air, showing itself to the world with its mutilated body, as if telling people something.
"Up-to-heaven-to-palace!"
A majestic voice came from among the monks in front.