As soon as the old man of Tianji heard Wang Chen's words, he immediately looked at it, and a trace of surprise flashed in his silver pupils.

"You call Zhou Qian a little uncle?!"

The old man of Tianji hesitated for a moment, and then spoke softly, his voice not angry but threatening.

"Master Shenyin is the disciple of the master of the palm, that is, the ancestor of the three thousand six hundred and fifty-one disciples, and the disciple of the master is naturally the uncle of the kid. ”

Wang Chen bowed down towards the old man of Tianji and said respectfully.

"Well, that's true by seniority, you kid's head is very exciting, yes, yes. ”

The old man stroked his beard and looked at the excited young man in front of him, revealing a hint of appreciation.

"Lord Zhangzun has an overreputation, and what the kid said is the truth. ”

Wang Chen arched his hand again, his expression was elegant, and he had the air of a literati.

"Hmph, it's really a sycophant!"

After hearing Wang Chen's words, the black-robed young man Mochi felt a sense of contempt in his heart, his relationship with Wang Chen was not good, and now seeing him say this in front of Lord Zhangzun, although it is true, it always gives people an unhappy feeling.

Mo Chi was unhappy in his heart, but his face was very calm on the surface, after all, this was the Heavenly Machine Palace, and Lord Zhangzun was even more here, and he didn't dare to show a trace of resentment.

As for the main hall Huayun Sheng, this person stood there silently except for the palm venerable question, without speaking, dressed in a fiery red robe, like a flame, and the purple talisman seal in the center of his eyebrows shone faintly fluorescent from time to time, with his handsome face, making it look like a god general.

"Cloud Saint!"

The old man of Tianji glanced at Hua Yunsheng and spoke softly.

"The juniors are here!"

Hua Yunsheng immediately stepped forward, half-knelt down, and bowed his head and said, his voice was like thunder, full of power.

"As the head of the disciples, what do you think of the new ghost operator?"

The old man waved his robe, then walked to a desk in the main hall, sat down slowly, and picked up the pen and ink.

"The disciple of the ancestor of the Divine Hidden Master is naturally qualified to canonize the ghost operator, not to mention that there is a decree from the Lord, and the little uncle must be competent. ”

Hua Yunsheng bowed down towards the old man of Tianji, his expression was calm, and he spoke lightly.

"Do you want to be promoted to the position of ghost operator?"

The old man of Tianji asked again, his tone was flat, the ink had been polished at this moment, the wolf's pen had already been dipped in, and there was a blank paper scroll on the agarwood in front of him.

"Yes!"

Hua Yunsheng was asked by this sudden question, and suddenly set off a big wave in his mind, hesitated for a moment, and then immediately knelt on the ground, and his voice shook the sky like thunder, echoing throughout the hall. He was telling the truth, and at this moment there was sweat sliding down his cheeks, as if he was extremely nervous.

As for Mo Chi and Wang Chen, after hearing the conversation between Lord Zhangzun and Huayun Saint Sage, their expressions suddenly changed, revealing a look of horror, and they didn't dare to gasp.

"Good. ”

The old man of Tianji looked at the scroll of paper that had been waved away, and sighed, I don't know if he was sighing at his words, or if he was talking about Hua Yunsheng again.

Hua Yunsheng was still half-kneeling, did not raise his head, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, although he said his true words and did not lie, but the ghost operator had been determined and could not be changed, at this moment he expressed his heart, and invisibly became a stumbling block for the little uncle.

Shenyin Master Uncle Ancestor is the disciple of Zhangzun, he loves the house and Wu, maybe Zhangzun will abolish his position in the main hall, Hua Yunsheng thought about it carefully, the beads of sweat of the bean were falling, and the palm of his hand was already in a cold sweat, and he regretted it very much.

"Get up. ”

The old man of Tianji slowly stood up, waved his hand, and suddenly a fresh breeze hit, and the ink dried, and then the paper roll rolled into a long cylinder by itself, and was grasped by one of them.

At this time, Hua Yunsheng was completely immersed in his own world, with endless entanglement and remorse, so much so that he didn't hear Zhangzun's words, and was still half-kneeling on the ground, muttering in his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Hua Yun Sheng!"

The old man of Tianji let out a clear roar, his voice was like Huang Zhong Da Lu, shaking his heart, Hua Yunsheng was immediately awakened by this sound, came back to his senses, looked up at the old man of Tianji, his expression was solemn, he was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

"Get up, take it, go to the Divine Ghost Temple and hand over this scroll to your little uncle, I will recommend it to your temple, what do you think?!"

The old man of Tianji handed the scroll to Hua Yunsheng, and Hua Yunsheng immediately got up and respectfully caught it with both hands, carefully, as if he was holding an extremely precious object.

"Obey the decree of the Lord!"

Hua Yunsheng took a deep breath, his breath was slightly steady, and he immediately said respectfully.

"Remember the words of this seat, this seat is just a recommendation, as for whether you can enter, it still depends on his ability, what requirements your temple disciple needs to meet, what requirements he has to meet, there can be no favoritism, if he is not qualified, then he will not accept it, let him choose another hall by himself, if he can't pass the eleven palace gates, then let him be a sweeper." ”

The old man of Tianji looked solemn, and his words were dignified, without a trace of joke.

"Yes, follow the Dharma. ”

Hua Yunsheng spoke respectfully again, his expression shocked.

"It's the same for the two of you, if he can't enter the temple, or even meet the requirements of the Ink Hall and the Chen Temple, then he can't accept it, and he can't have the slightest favoritism, can it?!"

The old man of Tianji looked at the ink pool and Wang Chen, and a trace of coldness flashed in his silver pupils.

"Obey the decree of the Lord!"

The two of them immediately responded in unison, their faces solemn.

"Let's go our own way!"

The old man waved his sleeves and spoke softly.

"Yes!"

Hua Yunsheng, Mochi, and Wang Chen bowed deeply to him, and then immediately turned into three long rainbows and disappeared.

A moment later, a figure walked out of the Tianji Hall and walked towards the old man of Tianji.

"Zhangzun, isn't it too harsh to let him go to the temple, although he is a hidden disciple, but the rules of the temple are too perverted, even Tianjiao can't guarantee that he can break through, not to mention that the little baby has not yet stepped into the mortal realm, let alone the apocalypse. ”

The figure was wrapped in a black robe, making it impossible to see the true face, and his voice was even hoarse, sounding harsh, as if it was about to die.

"Hmph, you didn't enter the main hall back then, do you have some regrets!"

The old man of Tianji snorted coldly, and then said with a smile.

“......”

The figure paused suddenly, did not speak, and then laughed three times, very helpless.

"There is a change in the Sangmu Sect, I need to deduce it, you better go into retreat. ”

The old man of Tianji looked solemn and spoke softly to him.

"Well, in recent years, the heavens and the earth seem to be too peaceful. ”

The figure sighed, and then disappeared into the Heavenly Machine Hall and disappeared.

Then the old man of Tianji walked out of this hall and headed towards the main hall, after all, the head of the mulberry tree was still waiting there......

Tianji Mountain, the temple of gods and ghosts.

Zhou Qian didn't know that the quaint hall where he was located was the gate of the temple second only to the main hall of the heavenly machine, the hall of gods and ghosts. The reason why it is so barren and dilapidated is because the gods and ghosts have left.

At this moment, Zhou Qian slowly opened his eyes, inexplicably, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, he felt as if he had a big dream, it seemed that a hundred years and a thousand years had passed...... When I woke up, I felt a chill, as if something was missing in my life.

"Where are you, old man?"

Zhou Qian put away the robe draped over himself, looked around the desolate avenue, and asked softly.