Just when Piccolo thought that his physical strength would not be able to hold it, he finally saw something...... At the end of the red stick, there was a hemispherical structure.

"Temple ......"

Piccolo murmured and staggered up, and from a distance it looked like a mosquito had landed on the edge of a bowl.

It's big and empty...... This was the first feeling of Piccolo, and then I found it a little hard to breathe. It's too high here, and the air is thin.

The huge palace occupies only about a quarter of the temple, and the rest is a flat square and greenery that can grow in such an environment...... Piccolo soon spotted a strangely dressed man with black skin, carrying a shower on the grass that watered the small garden. After noticing the piccolo, the other party looked at it with a seemingly dull look and said flatly, "Hello." ”

"I ......," Piccolo asked, opening her mouth, "who are you?" ”

"You can call me Mr. Bobo." The other party said, "Mr. Bobo is the servant of the gods. ”

Piccolo was a little nervous, couldn't help but clasp his hands, and asked, "God, just live in ......" He took a deep breath and adjusted his tone, "I'm here to find God." ”

Mr. Bobo pointed casually and said strangely, "Haven't the gods been there all along?" ”

What the? Piccolo turned his head sharply, and in the middle of the empty square in front of the palace, a cross-legged white-robed man was hovering from the ground, wearing the same animal mask as before.

Piccolo thought incredulously, "If God had been there all along, how could I not have seen Him just now?" What the hell is going on!? ”

It was as if when he scanned the temple square just now, the white-robed god was like air and sunlight, and he ignored it.

"It's you."

The white-robed god in the air opened his eyes and watched as the Namek genius dragon clan walked up to him nervously.

Wang Chao let go of his legs and stood on the ground, the piccolo was a little taller than him in his early two meters, but the latter looked a little cramped.

Probably in the perception of Piccolo...... This god, who saved himself when he was a child, is the closest thing to the concept of relatives in this world.

"God ......" Piccolo has a belly, and I feel that there is no need to take it out to annoy God.

At this time, another person came to the temple - An Ning flew to the ground with her disciple Divination, who had grown up a little more after two years. Her wizard hat was suddenly lifted, and a pocket girl, Zu'er, came out from underneath, smiling and waving at Wang Chao's side. She had just followed the master and apprentice from the Garin Tower Hall.

Wang Chao also nodded, saw the crystal ball floating beside the diviner, and asked, "You gave her?" ”

An Ning said proudly: "I did it myself!" What do you think? ”

"It seems to be ......," Wang Chao tapped his fingers on the mask, examining the brand-new crystal ball on the side of the diviner, "There are more functions to be able to view the scene of the Yellow Spring." ”

"It's an exaggeration to say that the inspection is a bit exaggerated......," An Ning said modestly, "at most, it's just a little observation." ”

Wang Chao bowed his head, so it is not surprising why this girl will have the privilege of shuttling between the yin and yang worlds in the future, it is estimated that it is part of the inheritance from her master Taishang Laojun.

However, he looked at the purple-haired girl next to the crystal ball in front of him, whose painting style was more like a tornado, and then thought about the short and gloomy diviner mother-in-law with a wrinkled face in the future......

Tut!

"You haven't said it yet," Wang Chao turned around and continued to ask Piccolo, "What are you doing when you come to the temple to find me?" ”

Piccolo withdrew his gaze to observe tranquility and divination, and was a little nervous at the god's inquiry, feeling that something must be wrong, but he was ashamed to say it.

After a few words, Piccolo said, "I want to ...... Get stronger! ”

His gaze became determined, and it was true.

"Wrong." But the first Mr. Fairy in front of him shook his head, stretched out a finger and gently touched the chest of the piccolo.

Bang!

The piccolo was knocked away like a meteor, and in an instant it flew out of sight with a thud, and fell from the temple into the vast sea of clouds.

"Are you being too strict?" An Ning stood at the edge of the temple and chased after the lower realm.

On her side, Zu'er followed her example, looking down in unison. Divination left and right, what can you see except for the empty sky?

……

What exactly is to be done?

In the human city, Piccolo crossed his arms and leaned against the street lamp like a homeless man, watching the cars and people on the streets at night.

It's been a year, and it's been a year since he was beaten down by God, and Piccolo doesn't have much frustration.

Since it is a "wrong answer", then there is naturally a chance of "answering correctly".

Piccolo thinks so, and has been thinking about this question in the wandering life of various parts of the world this year.

"Get out of the way, stupid big one!" Suddenly, someone pushed him.

Piccolo looked coldly, a homeless man, carrying a garbage bag in his hand, and seemed to be rummaging through the garbage.

An uncontrollable surge of murderous intent swelled up in his heart......

"Look at what, look!" The homeless man said angrily, "The big man is amazing! ”

I really want to tear him apart piece by piece...... Piccolo's breath trembled a little, and he felt the unspeakable nourishment under his ten fingernails, as if he was craving blood, shouting for the pleasure of passing through the flesh and bones, kill him, kill him! Kill him and free the devil within, that's who I really am! ……

"Phew!" The homeless man spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, looked at the guy who left silently and bowed his head, and said triumphantly, "Coward!" ”

Before he was done, he saw that the coward hadn't gone far, and suddenly squatted, and with a loud bang, flew into the night sky. The homeless man suddenly acted like Mr. Satan, and the garbage heap in his hand was loosened, he was stunned for a long time, and hurriedly ran over to check, the cowardice just now...... Where the horrible guy took off, the concrete floor cracked into a big crater, leaving two scary footprints behind.

The homeless man looked at the dark night sky and said in fear, "I'd better go find a job......

……

Piccolo flew from night to day, through the sea of clouds, and once again to the temple.

"Hello." Mr. Bobo was still diligently watering the flowers and plants, and even his tone and expression were the same as they had been a year ago, and Piccolo even wondered if he remembered himself, or if he didn't care at all.

This time Piccolo was not careless, his eyes widened, and he looked carefully in the square of the temple, and he would definitely not miss it!

Can......

I still didn't find God.

It's hard to believe that even if Piccolo is proud, he still feels frustrated in his heart.

"God is under the palace." Mr. Bobo kindly reminded him, "Sleeping." Need me...... Oh, the gods are out. ”

Piccolo went from surprise, to relaxation, to seriousness, looking at the main entrance of the palace, and sure enough, from the shadows deep inside, the familiar god of the white-robed animal mask slowly came out.

Wang Chao walked closer, looked at the piccolo casually, and commented: "At the stage you are in now, it is a very considerable progress. ”

Piccolo didn't understand what God meant.

It seems to refer to the progress he has made in his hard work during the year, but what does it mean "in terms of the stage he is in now"?

Stage? What stage?

"How's it going, have you figured out what to say?" Wang Chao asked in a relaxed tone.

"I want to be a god!" Piccolo blurted out, he couldn't see the face of the god behind the animal mask, but he hurriedly explained, "I mean, I want to be your disciple......"

"Wrong." Wang Chao's answer was still these two words.

Piccolo felt lost and disappointed in his heart, the god before meeting raised his hand again, and Piccolo hurriedly remedied: "I want to beg you to help, please help me ......" It seems that saying this sentence has made him swallow unspeakable shame, give up his self-esteem, he pleaded: "God, save my ......"

He didn't want to be a monster.

But the god in front of him still shook his head and said calmly: "The answer is wrong." The third time. ”

As he had done a year ago, he held out his finger and pushed.

Piccolo was as powerless as it had been a year ago, and by the time she suddenly reacted, she had already flown out of the temple and fell at great speed in the cold air......

In the Five Elements Mountain, An Ning snatched her disciple's crystal ball, and looked at the scene of Wang Chao pushing away the piccolo with one finger for the second time, she pondered: "He's just teasing the piccolo, right......?" ”

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