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It was impossible to go back to Xitianmen City. Xu Que pondered for a moment, thought about it, and felt that he still couldn't go in using the identity of Zhatian Gang anymore.
The old ghost was very strong, and he relied on the talisman to escape.
Especially if the opponent is on the verge of becoming an Immortal Emperor and beginning to take control of the road, the magic talisman may become ineffective.
"We have to think of another way."
Xu Que thought for a while and suddenly recalled something.
Previously, Yongye Palace was looking for a Taoist companion who was chosen by heaven. Logically speaking, if this is the case, then the best identity should be this!
As for Ergouzi... let him hang around in there.
After all, there is a spy who has successfully penetrated into the enemy, and it is quite useful at critical moments.
Most of the time, Ergouzi's mind is still very useful.
At this time, Er Gouzi, who had high hopes from Xu Que, was immersed in the gentle countryside of the female nuns.
"Xiaocao, come and eat this." A female cultivator picked up a piece of dessert and handed it to Ergouzi's mouth.
Ergouzi opened his mouth, accepted the dessert, and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, the dessert given by the fairy sister is delicious."
"You have such a sweet mouth!" The female cultivator touched his head, her eyes full of love.
The male cultivators around me felt like their eyes were on fire.
"When you have cultivated to this point, you should be unmoved in your mind and not be moved by external objects." A slim old male cultivator said on the ground, "Just like me, I have never been troubled by a Taoist partner, because I have never had a Taoist partner.
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The male cultivator on the side looked strange: "Wait a minute, after cultivating to our level, we should have chosen a Taoist partner long ago. Have you never had a Taoist partner before?"
The monk who spoke was stunned: "Do you all have Taoist companions?"
Several male cultivators looked at each other, nodded in agreement, and then looked at each other with sympathetic eyes.
You are so old and you don’t even have a Taoist companion. It’s really pitiful...
At this time, outside Qiongyu Pavilion, a man and a woman were welcomed again.
The man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome in appearance, and always had a kind smile on his face.
The woman had a cold expression and her eyes were full of silence, as if everyone around her owed her millions of spiritual stones.
"Welcome to Qiongyu Pavilion, you two... wait, hey! Yes, you are..." After the maid saw the woman's expression clearly, she was stunned for a moment and then suddenly exclaimed, "You are Shangguan Wanrong!"
This scream immediately attracted the attention of all the monks in the hall.
The search for the Chosen One and his Taoist companion in Yongye Palace can be said to have been a storm in the city. During this period, countless monks tried to fake it, but they were all kicked out.
At this time, Shangguan Wanrong suddenly appeared here, which was undoubtedly like a heavy bomb dropped into the water.
"What, Xuanyuan Wanrong is here?"
"Get out of the way, let me see what this chosen one looks like!"
"Don't be so crowded! Damn it! What's so good about a monk? A bunch of country bumpkins!"
In the lobby, Shangguan Wanrong and her Taoist companions were sitting there, calmly welcoming the crowd.
The monks had never seen the real chosen one before, and now they suddenly saw him, so they were naturally curious.
Not far away, Ergouzi, who had transformed into a grass-mud horse, suddenly raised his head as if he noticed something, with an excited look on his face.
The man sitting next to Shangguan Wanrong tilted his head as if unintentionally, and gave Er Gouzi a warning look.
Ergouzi whined and lay down again.
"What's wrong, Xiaocao?" When the female cultivator on the side saw this, she suddenly felt affectionate.
Ergouzi shook his head: "It's okay, it would be nice if Sister Fairy could hug me."
Upon hearing this, the female cultivator quickly hugged Er Gouzi tightly in her arms.
Ergouzi looked satisfied, enjoying the soft curves.
When Xu Que, who was pretending to be Taoist monk Xuanyuan Wanrong, saw this, he cursed this shameless dog in his heart. He actually used his cute appearance to seduce the female cultivator. He was simply a shame to the Zhaotian Gang!
Murong Tuo and others also came to the lobby at this time, wanting to find out.
After all, I had only heard of the Chosen One, but no one had ever seen his true face.
"Do you still remember the previous invasion of Tianzhou?" Murong Tuo stood on the stairs and whispered, "At that time, the elders in the family used the magic of destiny to observe destiny and found that the person chosen by that day was closely related to entering the divine realm."
The others were stunned. Most of them had heard the rumor. It was said that Tianzhou was a large ship that could lead to the divine realm.
But when it comes to authenticity, few people are sure.
After all, so many years have passed, and not even a hair has appeared in the Divine Realm.
In the lobby, Xuanyuan Wanrong was wearing a bamboo hat, and a thin veil covered her face. Beside her was a young man with a face as beautiful as a crown jewel, smiling at the people greeting him with fists in his hands.
"Yes, yes, I am Xuanyuan Wanrong's Taoist companion."
"Ten thousand spiritual stones for signatures, one hundred thousand spiritual stones for photos, and one million physical contacts!"
"Don't be crowded, line up, come one by one."
Seeing this scene, Murong Tuo was stunned, feeling a little incredible.
Is this the virtue of Xuanyuan Wanrong’s Taoist monk?
While everyone was talking about it, Mr. Sun appeared.
"This little friend, if you come to participate in the selection of the chief disciple, please go with me and conduct a realm test." Mr. Sun said kindly, feeling extremely happy in his heart.
Unexpectedly, they could wait for the chosen one and his Taoist companion!
Then the next plan will come naturally!
However, Xu Que held up his hands and said, "I'm sorry. I came here because I actually want to tell you that I have become the chief disciple. You can leave now."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was dead silence in the lobby.
After a while, Mr. Sun reluctantly said: "Little friend, this kind of joke is not easy to make..."
"I'm not kidding. In my eyes, everyone present is a lecher!" Xu Que was so arrogant that he no longer had the patience to engage in infiltration.
Aren’t they the master disciples?
Then if you knock down all the people who participated in the selection, wouldn’t you be the chief disciple?
Wow!
The entire Qiongyu Pavilion suddenly exploded.
"How arrogant! Even if you are the Taoist companion of the Chosen One, how can you still beat so many of us?"
"It's a joke. A person in the middle stage of the Immortal Realm dares to speak nonsense."
"Fellow Taoists, come together and deal with him severely!"
The crowd was furious, and Mr. Sun's face turned pale. He vaguely felt that the development of things was somewhat out of his control.
Murong Tuo's face darkened, he took a step forward and said: "Fellow Taoist, when you say this, you are not looking down on other people..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a huge fist coming towards him.
boom!
Xu Que knocked down Murong Tuo with one punch and pointed his finger to the sky: "Come on! Today we will choose who is the main disciple, and the one who falls will be handed over to me!"