In the crowd, there was a figure, his footsteps, not in a hurry or slow, mixed in the endless footsteps, even towards the registration place.

Anyone who enters the land of the outer gate to become a new disciple must first register to receive a number plate, and then be assessed in order, and only those who pass the assessment are eligible to become new disciples of Tianyi Palace.

Following the flow of people, slowly came to the place of registration, in front of the simple wooden table, was an old man with gray hair, however, his hands and feet were not slow, all the registration numbers were orderly, and he was completely handy.

"Hello Fauber!"

Xiaoyao Changsheng bowed slightly to the old man, with a smile on his face.

This old man turned out to be the cook who cooked for the middle palace in the first place, but he didn't expect to become a small deacon at the outer gate.

Maybe it was because after the dissolution of the original middle palace, he had no errands, so he was sent to the outer gate to do some trivial chores.

"This bastard, do you want to pull a relationship? Do you think this is a vegetable market, you can still bargain, if you don't have any real skills, you can only get out of Tianyi Palace. ”

The cultivator next to him immediately showed a look of disdain when he saw Xiao Yao Changsheng's appearance of slapping his beard and slapping his horse.

Fu Bo raised his head, glanced at Xiaoyao Changsheng coldly, and waved his hand: "It's useless to call grandpa, I can't go through the back door here." ”

"Haha......"

In the crowd, there was a burst of laughter, and they all thought that Xiaoyao Changsheng slapped the horse's leg with a horse's ass.

What is the place of Tianyi Palace, it is a sacred place that countless people are in awe of, for a long time, there has been an iron rule, that is, whether you are a noble prince or a humble concubine, if you want to enter Tianyi Palace, I'm sorry, I don't ask about my background, I only ask about my strength, please show your real skills.

Xiaoyao Changsheng's face did not change, and said with a smile: "I want to be your apprentice, is it okay, the dishes you cook are so delicious." ”

Fu Bo was slightly stunned and said, "What, you want to learn to cook?"

"Did this guy get kicked in the head by a donkey? Many people had their heads broken and wanted to enter the outer door, but he was better because he was a cook. ”

One by one, the cultivators looked at Xiaoyao Changsheng with puzzled expressions, as if they were looking at a monster, if it weren't for Xiaoyao Changsheng's normal speech, they must have thought that they had seen a madman.

"Yes, I want to carry on your mantle. ”

Xiaoyao Changsheng is serious, and he can't see that he is lying.

Fauber touched his head, suddenly glared and said, "Little one, you won't be here to entertain me, will you?"

"Deacon, he's a fool, he's here to entertain you, you let him get out!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, looking very angry that they had delayed their time.

"Yes, he's just a fool, get him out!"

One by one, the cultivators waved their fists at Xiaoyao Changsheng, eager to kick Xiaoyao Changsheng out.

"What kind of system is it to be so noisy?"

A cheer rolled from behind Xiao Yao Changsheng.

All the cultivators immediately fell silent, and they all turned their heads and looked at a figure walking towards them.

"Meet the Great Elder!"

Seeing this person, Fu Bo hurriedly left his seat and hurriedly bowed to the Great Elder.

"You, the older you get, the more useless you become, and you can't control this little thing,"

After the Great Elder reprimanded Fu Bo, he stared coldly at Xiao Yao Changsheng and said, "Before the old man gets angry, you disappear quickly, otherwise, someone will throw you out." ”

The words of the Great Elder were said lightly, but everyone knew that his words were rules, and no one dared to violate them.

"Really?"

With a smile on his face, he looked at the Great Elder like a spring breeze.

"Law enforcement disciple, beat him out!"

The contempt of the free immortal made the great elder let out a loud shout, and the disciples with the staff in their hands came in response and pounced on the free immortal.

Immortal Care's face did not change, waiting for those staff to fall.

Poof!

Those magic staffs, which had not yet fallen on the body of the free immortal, actually melted in front of the eyes of the law enforcement disciples.

"There are ghosts!"

All the law enforcement disciples were stunned and froze in place, not knowing what was going on.

"Good Money...... No...... The Great!"

A few words came out of Fauber's mouth with difficulty, and after some searching for old memories, Fauber finally sounded the original thing, the original person.

"The Great Emperor?"

The first to be circled were those cultivators, they were all stunned and looked at the immortal life, they never dreamed that this young man in front of them was the savior who saved the entire Origin Realm.

"The Great Emperor?"

The Great Elder, looking at Xiao Yao Changsheng with a dull gaze, could clearly hear the sound of him swallowing saliva.

"It seems that Tianyi Palace still doesn't welcome me back. ”

Xiaoyao Changsheng stretched out his hand, returned to his original appearance, looked at Fu Bo and smiled.

"Meet the Emperor!"

When the face of the free immortal and the shadow of the sculpture on the square merged into one, with a pop, all the cultivators knelt together and buried their heads on the ground, where did they dare to look at the free immortal.

Those who once despised the free immortal longed to pick out their eyeballs, and those who once laughed at the free immortal longed to cut off their tongues.

A few law enforcement disciples who were closer to Xiaoyao Changsheng were directly frightened to death on the spot, and dared to attack the Xiaoyao Emperor, didn't they eat the bear's heart and leopard's gall?

"Tell your master, Xiaoyao Lang has come to worship the mountain gate. ”

Xiaoyao Changsheng dropped a sentence, and the whole figure, Hong Fei, disappeared without a trace.

"Congratulations to the Emperor!"

All the people were sweating profusely, kowtowing like pounding garlic, thanks to the forgiveness of Xiaoyao Changsheng, everyone knew that the Xiaoyao Emperor could raze the entire Tianyi Palace with his fingers.

Cheonanseong.

In front of a hut, there were several steaming cauldrons, and in the cauldron were gruel.

The morning sun had just risen, and the warm sunlight shone obliquely on a woman in a gray dress.

In front of the woman was a row of simple wooden tables, on which were placed many pots and pans, and the gruel in the pots was steaming.

In front of the wooden table was a row of ragged beggars or wanderers, and they were here for a mouthful of food.

At some point, the woman turned around, and the slanted sunlight cast a golden glow on top of his smiling face.

This woman is none other than Bei Ziyi.

"You are really a living bodhisattva, thank you to the living bodhisattva!"

Every time a beggar or wanderer gets a bowl of gruel, they will get a heartfelt thank you from their mouths.

These people, who are not clothed and hungry, have received alms from the North Purple Clothes every once in a while since that day three years ago.

In the hearts of those people, Bei Ziyi is a living Bodhisattva, but in Bei Ziyi's heart, it is just to fulfill a wish.

When she was a child, she was exiled here, and suffered a lot of humiliation, and if it weren't for the eternal life, he would have starved to death.

Now, what she has done is just a gesture, but such a trivial matter can save many lives.

Not only that, whenever he met someone who was injured and had nowhere to heal, Bei Ziyi would also give alms without hesitation, so that many people regarded this place as a sacred temple.

Compared with the magnificent mansion that Xiaoyao Changsheng gave to Bei Ziyi at the beginning, Bei Ziyi never entered it once, but sold him cheaply and used the money to help the poor in need.

Staying in this place, Bei Ziyi felt at ease, down-to-earth, and his life became meaningful, even the cultivation on weekdays began to become immediate.

Eating, sleeping, and walking are all practices, and Bei Ziyi finally understood the true meaning of this sentence.

In front of the wooden table, one by one figures came and one by one left, and in their eyes, they not only saw the gruel, but also saw a beautiful scenery.

A kind-hearted woman, with a peaceful light, gave them alms rain or shine, and if compared with the Emperor Xiaoyao, they would rather praise the Northern Purple Clothes.

Xiaoyao Changsheng was far away from them, but Northern Purple Yi was very close to them.

Soon after, a haggard-looking man with a hobbled gait step came to Bei Ziyi, stretched out his dark palm, and begged for alms.

Bei Ziyi smiled faintly, filled a bowl of gruel, stretched out his jade hand, and handed it to this person.

After this person took the gruel, he did not leave, but looked at Bei Ziyi and said with a smile: "I'm sick, I want pills." ”

"Okay!"

Bei Ziyi agreed gently, as if treating his own family, his head full of green silk flowed like a waterfall, looking very beautiful and moving.

After dispensing the pills, Bei Ziyi handed it to the person and said with a smile: "Three doses a day, after the medicine is eaten, your illness will be cured." ”

After this person got the pill, he didn't mean to leave, but looked at Bei Ziyi with a long expression and said with a smile: "Living Bodhisattva, you are a good person to the end, can you give me a place to stay." ”

"You scoundrel!"

Those who were drinking porridge looked at this person and scolded, there was such a guy who didn't know what to do.

"Get him out!"

Several men stood up, rolled up their sleeves as they walked, and surrounded this person with a fierce attitude.

"Ignore him and let him go. ”

Bei Ziyi waved his hand lightly, but he was not angry at all.

The men glared at the man fiercely, and returned to the original place with a curse.

"Hey, there's nowhere to go, so let's go to the Land Temple. ”

The man shook his head and walked away as he spoke.

Bang dang!

The spoon in Bei Ziyi's hand suddenly fell to the ground, her delicate body shook, and her beautiful eyes were full of radiance, staring intently at the back of the person who left.

"Brother Lang...... Is that you?"

Bei Ziyi's red lips trembled, and the jade hand gently pinched the corner of the clothes, looking at the figure in front of him who missed day and night.

The walking figure suddenly stopped, then slowly turned around, and a smiling face appeared in front of Bei Ziyi's eyes.