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Chapter 88 Master's Tears (46)

Early the next morning, Xiao Qi didn't know how many hours she had slept. When she was in a daze, she was woken up by Yu Lian.

"Miss, miss, don't sleep, the assessment is about to begin."

Xiao Qi was completely unconscious.

In the end, it was Yulian who dragged her all the way there so that she would not be late.

The second round of assessment is in Shuxiang Pavilion.

All the disciples had a table for each person, and Luo Kong and Mo Shangqian were already standing there waiting.

I don't know how long I waited, but when Xiao Qi felt that he was about to fall asleep, someone outside suddenly shouted: "Spirit God is here——"

She was suddenly sobered up.

All the disciples got up one after another, and she followed them in a daze.

I saw the spirit god, dressed in white, descending slowly from the sky in the breeze.

Immediately, the sea of ​​flowers was fragrant, the water in the pool was rippling, and the breeze set off layers of powder waves. The fallen flowers were colorful and the flowers were like rain.

Xiao Qi's body swayed slightly uncontrollably. The light, as bright and quiet as the moonlight, seemed to have traveled through eternity and shot to her face. It was so bright that she could hardly open her eyes.

She had seen him before, when he was in the mortal world, but she only had a quick glance at him, with his white clothes fluttering. At that time, without taking a closer look, he turned and left again.

The jade plaque in her sleeve that engraved the name of Lingshang Tianzun shone slightly.

Jun Mo approached her slowly from one end of the sky, the flowers bloomed like the sea, the wind passed like waves, and his clothes were fluttering, covering up the light of the white moon.

A faint silver halo enveloped the whole body, and the hem of the immaculate white robe was embroidered with silver flowing patterns, which was ingenious and exquisite.

Xiao Qi felt a little dazed.

There seemed to be one or two pink petals falling from the man's shoulders, and the flawless and almost transparent palace feathers fluttered with the wind around his waist, making him look more elegant and elegant.

The gorgeous white tassels on the sword drooped straight down, swaying and flowing with his steps, and seemed to make small waves in the air.

His waist-length jet-black cloud hair was gorgeously and solemnly scattered on his pure white robe.

All the disciples around bowed down to him in submission and respect.

Xiao Qi hid in the crowd and bent down with everyone.

It turned out that this is the style of the head of the sect. Sure enough, this momentum and style are not small.

The man waved his hand gently, and everyone raised their heads again.

The moment Xiao Qi looked up and saw his face, she panicked for no reason.

So similar.

Although it was just a trace of consciousness, they were so similar.

Xiao Qi felt her heart beating wildly, and she couldn't stop breathing heavily.

But his eyes never left the figure that was too white to be stained with dust in the crimson sky.

Everything is silent, as if there is no one else in this Shuxiang Pavilion, only the figure in white.

His whole body reveals an unconcealable arrogance, his slightly thin lips are less bloody than ordinary people's, and his cold eyes are calm, flowing like water like moonlight, slowly pouring into Xiao Qi's heart.

They look similar, but with that look in his eyes, he is extraordinarily cold.

When we meet again, we are already strangers to each other.

Xiao Qi couldn't help feeling a little sad.

But she kept telling herself that that person was not him, but just a trace of his remaining consciousness, so she must not really regard him as him.

He is so elegant, so indifferent, with eyes as cold as water, and the coldness revealed in his bones far away, but he is isolated from the world, so holy that people dare not yearn for him at all. Didn't dare to approach at all.

Where he walked, tassels danced lightly, and the white figure was like a dream.

The faint fragrance hits me from afar, making me feel slightly itchy, spreading from the tip of my nose to the bottom of my heart.

The world suddenly turned into a piece of soft silvery white with rippling water.

She felt a little dizzy.

She was dazed for a long time before realizing that everyone was looking at her suspiciously, even Tian Zun.

She looked around, only to realize that everyone had already sat down after saluting, and only she was still standing where she was.

She immediately felt a little embarrassed and quickly lowered her head and sat down.

Luokong stepped forward and shouted to the disciples: "The second round of assessment begins now."

Tian Zun raised a cup of tea on the table and shook it slightly, with a relaxed expression on his face.

The assessment was conducted individually. You Luokong called out his name according to the name book, and the person stood up from the table, and Tianzun himself asked questions and inspected.

Xiao Qi secretly prayed, don't be the first, don't be the first.

Simply, she wasn't the first one.

It's Qing Wu.

Seeing the self-confidence on Qing Wu's face, looking at Tian Zun, he saluted respectfully and made a bow.

Tianzun didn't even raise his eyebrows, but shook the teacup in his hand, and slightly opened his lips, "Tell me about the grade and ranking of the fairy world."

This question is not too difficult. After hearing the question, Xiaoqi began to regret it secretly. She knew that she was the first one. Of course, she knew this question.

After Qing Wu heard the question, she looked confident, and began to speak in a calm and unhurried manner: "The ranks of immortals can generally be divided into nine grades according to their mana and status: the first is the upper immortal, the second is the immortal, and the third is the immortal. The Taishang Daoist, the fourth Feitian Daoist, the fifth Spirit Immortal, and the sixth."

Mo Shangqian stood on Tianzun's side, responsible for checking whether the disciple's answers were correct. When he saw Qing Wu talking one by one, he nodded, "Sit down, next one."

The next one is Sima Xuan, he is also confident and confident.

When she got up, she couldn't help but cast a blank glance at Qing Wu, and Qing Wu was naturally not to be outdone, and killed her back with her eyes.

Xiao Qi, who was sitting aside, saw that these two people were in love and fighting each other. They were really happy enemies.

The question that Zun asked Sima Xuan that day was a bit difficult, it was about ancient artifacts.

Good guy, she has never heard of this ancient artifact, let alone listed them one by one.

However, this did not bother Sima Xuan.

"Ancient artifacts are Xuanyuan Sword, Donghuang Bell, Pangu Axe, Demon Refining Pot, Haotian Pagoda, Fuxi Qin, Shennong Ding, Kongtong Seal, Kunlun Mirror"

That Sima Xuan said one by one like a few treasures.

The other disciples nodded in praise. This problem had never even appeared in the Six Realms Complete Book. Sima Xuan also knew that it was really powerful.

Mo Shangqian kept nodding to Sima Xuan, "It's over, next one."

After Sima Xuan finished answering, he looked at Qing Wu proudly, and then sat down.

Qing Wu couldn't help but snorted softly, and said in a low voice: "It's true, the villain is successful."

Luokong called the next disciple's name. Tianzun's questions were sometimes simple and sometimes difficult. Xiao Qi was always worried that she would be asked the question, and her heart was always hanging. However, she never got called the name.

Even Na Yulian and Mo Ziyang had finished answering and passed the assessment, but she was still not asked.

However, not all disciples are so lucky to be able to pass. Some disciples, when asked by Tianzun, looked at the same blank expression as Xiaoqi. Not knowing what to say, Luo Kong crossed that person's name.

(End of this chapter)