After He Lang was brought back to the Jade Immortal Gate, his heart was always up and down, he offended so many ancestors in the door at once, and I am afraid that the future will not be easy.

As soon as he returned to the inner door, the head of the door asked He Lang and Sun Tao to go back to rest first.

He Lang was very surprised, he was thinking about having at least three sessions, but he didn't expect that as the head said, there would be nothing left.

It wasn't until he returned to his place that he realized it was all true.

"There is a final round of disciple selection tomorrow, are you still going to participate?" Just as He Lang was moved, a sinister sentence came out of Xiao Jinkou.

"If I go to participate again, it won't be stupid to describe, it's an idiot and a retarded! Xiao Jin, go and tell the eldest brother the news of my return, so that they don't worry about me, I'm too tired, rest for a while!" He Lang lay down on the bed and fell asleep after a while.

Xiao Jin shook his head, smelled the smell emanating from He Lang's feet, and said angrily: "I don't even like to be clean when I sleep without washing my feet!"

Just when He Lang was sleeping darkly, a familiar voice came again: "He Lang, He Lang, wake up!"

"Tianming, why are you again, don't hurt me anymore!" He Lang squinted his eyes in confusion and said with a sigh.

"Hurry up, today is the last competition, you have won the first two times, have you forgotten?" Tianming was still shaking He Lang, so that he could wake up quickly.

He Lang finally remembered under Tianming's reminder that his life was almost lost because of his two victories, and he was angry when he looked at the person in front of him and had to participate in the pit man's contest by himself.

Yilu sat up, grabbed Tianming's neckline, and yelled angrily: "You say, are you the one who sent me to deliberately fix me?"

Tianming's face was innocent, and he said solemnly: "He Lang, I thought that although you had low ability, you always had a motivated heart, and you were a big husband who was not afraid of people's words in order to achieve your goals, but I didn't expect you to be the same as others, just going with the flow, and everyone was just like you!

"Tell you, you just say the great heaven today, don't think about letting me take another step out of this door, if you don't believe it, you can try!" He Lang leaned back on the bed, staring at Tianming with his eyes.

When Tianming saw He Lang looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, he shook his head slightly and withdrew with a disappointed face.

He Lang finally let out a sigh of relief, and felt that the air around him was a lot fresher.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps in the courtyard came, and it seemed that more than 20 people walked in, all with improper faces and sad faces.

He Lang hurriedly turned his head to look and found that these people were not all the ancestors who chased and killed him a few days ago, and the person who was the leader was not Cui Tiesheng, the hall master of the Law Enforcement Hall?

He was so frightened that he was about to climb the back window and escape, thinking, "I know that things are not so easy to pass, look, the enemies are coming to the door!"

Cui Tiesheng's eyes were quick, and he grabbed He Lang, who had only one leg left and didn't step out of the window, into the room again.

After He Lang was dragged down, he was already so frightened that the six gods had no owner, and he was blocked in the house by these people, and the ghosts knew what would happen.

"The head has already said that the previous things have nothing to do with me, haven't you heard?" He Lang dragged the two dozen people to the courtyard and was surrounded in the middle, and he found that he had nowhere to run if he wanted to.

"He Lang, I was reckless a few days ago, and I didn't understand the situation clearly, so I went to hunt you down, you must have been scared, right?"

It was Cui Tiesheng who spoke, although he gritted his teeth, but he still tried his best to pretend to be kind, but it made He Lang look ugly than crying.

"Hall Master Cui, what do you want to do, I promise that I won't go to the disciple selection competition again, don't worry, no one will rob you." He Lang thought for a while, and then realized that the other party must be afraid that he would go to the game again, so he personally came to warn himself.

"Senior nephew He, are you really not going to participate in the competition today?"

Cui Tiesheng's tone of voice suddenly changed, and he was surprised.

"Just put your heart in your stomach, I He Lang is a talker, I will never go to participate again, you spare me, I am just a little person who has just built a foundation, I don't believe you can supervise me! If I step out of this gate today, my name will be written backwards!" After speaking, he looked pitifully at the group of fierce gods in front of him.

"I don't believe I can't cure him, Senior Brother Cui, just leave this matter to me, do you still need so many of you to come together?"

After He Lang heard this, he even confirmed that these people were here to make trouble for him, he was glared at angrily by a group of people, and his body couldn't help but tremble: "Uncles and uncles, it was He Lang who was polite and offended you before, and now I apologize to everyone, you let me go!"

He Lang hurriedly bowed to the people in front of him, hoping that these people would show mercy to him when he was beaten by the group, and leave him with **.

I saw that Ling Yunfeng's hot-tempered hall master hit He Lang's several big points at once, and the moment He Lang fell to the ground, he held the person on his shoulder.

After doing this, he laughed loudly at the others: "What do you have to talk to him, isn't it over in this way, and discuss with him, you are really idle!"

"Hall Master Zhang, it's better to do your way!" everyone gave a thumbs up.

Later, surrounded by a crowd of people, He Lang was taken to the martial arts arena again.

When he was put down, he felt that everything around him was so unreal, he wanted to escape but had no power to return to the sky, standing behind more than fifty contestants, he was always in a trance.

In order to prevent He Lang from escaping, Cui Tiesheng and the fiery Hall Master Zhang stood beside him, guarding him without blinking.

At this moment, Xiao Jin's voice came: "Brother, aren't you not coming to participate in the competition?"

He Lang knew that Xiao Jin was hiding beside him, so he said helplessly: "I was kidnapped by someone, do you think I want to come? What are you doing here?"

"It was Tianming who asked me to come, and he said that you are too stupid and need someone to help you win. Jin whispered.

Cui Tiesheng and Hall Master Zhang beside He Lang, although they also heard the conversation between He Lang and Xiao Jin, they stood motionless beside He Lang as if they hadn't heard it.

At this time, the rules of the third round of the disciple selection competition were announced.

The third round of the competition is actually very simple, that is, to serve tea to the Jade Immortal Immortal, and whichever contestant's performance can satisfy the Immortal Monarch, he will accept this person as his own closed disciple.

After He Lang heard the content of this bloody competition, he relaxed and thought: "I don't know who figured out these competitions for the whole person, and the people who can come up with them are also wonderful!"

The contestants in front of them were already selecting the tea they wanted to serve one by one, and after serving it, they were waiting to be called over to meet Yuxian Xianjun.

He Lang stood in front of ten different kinds of spiritual tea, and he found that the people in front of him basically chose the sandalwood spiritual tea commonly used by the apprentice to hold in their hands, and only a few people chose other spiritual teas.

He took a turn in front of the ten kinds of spiritual tea, and he didn't think about which one to take.

At this moment, Xiao Jin's voice came: "Brother, take the one on the left!"

He Lang looked again in the direction that Xiao Jin said, frowned, and said in his heart: "This is not a spiritual tea at all, right?

But as soon as he thought about it again, he poured out a large cup of the immortal drunk and held it in his hand.

He felt that he couldn't be selected anyway, and he cared so much about success or failure, how happy he was!

He was drunk with an immortal, and found that the taste of this wine was so familiar? Wasn't this the kind of wine that Tianming stole from the cave mansion of the Supreme Elder Qingming?

Obviously, when the dozens of people in front of them came out of the room where the Jade Immortal Immortal Jun was, they all looked confused~forced.

When it was He Lang's turn, he took a big stride and walked in the direction of the VIP room of the martial arts arena, which was where the Jade Immortal Immortal Monarch was.

After entering the room, He Lang didn't even dare to raise his head, he lowered his head and followed the little boy who led the way, until he walked in front of a purple-robed man in front of him, and then looked up.

I saw a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the couch like a god, staring at himself with a good eye, and after meeting that majestic gaze, He Lang hurriedly lowered his head again.

He recognized it, this god-like man was very similar to the mud fetus of the Jade Immortal Immortal Monarch he had seen in the Jade Immortal Peak Disciple Hall.

After that, He Lang respectfully raised the porcelain cup above his head, knelt on the ground and recited the words: "Xianjun, the junior He Lang has seen you, don't hide it from you, the junior is mixed in this time, even if you don't look down on me, I won't have any complaints, I can have the opportunity to meet you, it's really a blessing for three lives, I'm very happy, and please Xianjun don't dislike it, taste the hearts of the juniors!"

A little boy next to him took the cup in He Lang's hand, He Lang only listened to the Jade Immortal Immortal Jun drink a sip of the immortal drunk he offered, and didn't say anything, just waved his hand, and the little boy next to him led He Lang out again.

He Lang walked out of the VIP room, all the way as if in a cloud and fog, and just came out? What does it mean? Are you satisfied or dissatisfied with yourself to say something, and now I am really panicking in my heart.

When He Lang came out, he also had an expression with the fifty or so people, looking confused~.

"Brother, whether the Immortal Monarch is satisfied with you or not, you have to make it clear!"

Xiao Jin asked anxiously, he didn't follow He Lang into the VIP room, because there was an invisible force at the door, so he couldn't approach at will, so he wanted to know what happened inside, why He Lang looked like a dumb chicken as soon as he came out?

"I don't know, isn't there news in three days, you'll know when the time comes, don't ask me, I have a headache, let me rest!"

"Brother, you have been resting, Brother Lan, they are all in a hurry, you can really sleep. Kim criticized.

He Lang suddenly remembered that the eldest brother was still at the outer door, so he immediately got out of bed and went to the outer door.

Lan Yun's mood has been up and down in the past few days, and when he knew that He Lang was found from the pit, his heart relaxed, and after a day of relaxation, he heard that he was chased and killed by the people of the Law Enforcement Hall again, all in all, Lan Yun was simply heartbroken by He Lang these days.