The Emperor of Heaven issued an edict that no immortals and Buddhas from all over the world dared to follow. The four major academies occupied the immortal lands in all directions and came into being. The world of practice that has always been silent seems to have changed the world.

The four academies each sent nine immortal envoys, totaling 36 immortal envoys, going to ghosts, spirits, demons, and human world to find immortal seedlings. At the same time, in order to eliminate mediocre people who are mediocre, the Immortal Emperor adopted the policy of being able to advance and mediocre people. If the children of each family want to be ranked in the immortal class, they will not be able to pass the college assessment. For a time, each major family used their own means, and there were people coming and going in front of the four immortal palaces, and there were endless people who saw the rituals.

Spiritual World Channel

The huge halo was like a giant beast of time, constantly sucking outwards, and there seemed to be something that was agitation, trying to rush out from the torrent of time, but it was blocked by an inexplicable force every time. Therefore, although the light at the connection between the human world and the spiritual world was spit out, it did not change for a long time. However, the fairies and fairies around did not relax a little, but instead looked at the aperture more focusedly.

"Buzz" Finally, after waiting for a long time, the aperture seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and suddenly shrank. The next second was like a volcano erupting and a mountain torrent destroyed the world. A huge storm rushed out of the aperture, accompanied by several staggering sounds.

The three leaders who were responding to the outside world waved their banners in a while, "Scatter!"

The immortals behind him immediately sacrificed their magic weapons and shouted loudly; "Spread!"

The array plate suddenly flew into the sky, growing in the wind, and transformed into illusion, covering the entire mountain range.

It sounds very slow, but in the blink of an eye, the huge storm had not yet rushed out, and a yellow light shot straight down from the sky. When the storm encountered the yellow light, it suddenly dissipated like snow and hot oil. Everything happened in an instant, and everything ended in an instant.

"Thank you all fellow Taoists."

Those staggering and embarrassing sounds are the returned immortal seekers from various academies.

Zhao Xiaochuan was received by the Immortal Envoy and was in Qiankun's sleeve, but I don't know if the Immortal Envoy did it on purpose. Zhao Xiaochuan saw everything outside clearly, and from the Immortal Gate to the end of the immortal casting spells to calm the storm, which made him no longer doubt the authenticity of the gods.

While talking to their familiar friends, the immortal envoy waved his hand and the people in Qiankun's sleeves were thrown out.

As soon as Zhao Xiaochuan came out, he took a deep breath. He couldn't move in Qiankun's sleeve just now and was almost suffocating.

When he came to his senses and looked around, he was surprised to find that there were dozens of people standing on the platform except himself. These people were all wearing ancient costumes and dressed in scholars. He was the only one wearing black and white school uniforms, which made him look strange. Some of the boys around him looked at the gods in the eyes of Zhao Xiaochuan around him in amazement, and some looked at him curiously. Fortunately, the gods around him seemed not surprised by his outfit, which made Zhao Xiaochuan feel much more at ease.

To be honest, as a student who grew up under the socialist red flag, Zhao Xiaochuan claimed that he was brave among his peers, but at this time, his head was blank. Although he tried hard to tell himself not to panic and try to recall what the teacher told him about if he was caught by a bad person in the wild, it was completely useless, and he still looked panicked. Of course, it was not only him, but everyone or all his peers were like this. On the platform were children who were about the same age as him. Who could expect them to have

How much concentration is there? This is not what the so-called rejuvenation in the world of cultivation, but really children who are only eleven or twelve years old. Although they are all good prides of heaven and good seedlings with immortal roots, they are still a group of young and fragile children at present. Therefore, those immortal seekers did not talk to their friends for long, so they took out a paper boat from their arms again. With one hand thrown, the paper boat floated rapidly in the air and grew bigger. After a while, they became the same size as the warship Zhao Xiaochuan saw on TV.

"Okay, now you have to read the name and come to their respective boats." There are four boats in total, and nine immortal seekers stand next to each boat. The immortal seekers on each boat said it and then began to call them.

"Zhang Feng."

After the Envoy Envoy shouted, no one answered or walked out. It seemed that the children were all frightened, but the Envoy Envoy Envoy did not talk nonsense. No one answered, but he grabbed a handsome child from the crowd and threw it on the boat.

"Bai Ling." "Li Qian", "Dongguo Bai"...

After Zhao Xiaochuan just heard the name Dong Guobai, he immediately saw the immortal hunter grab a child and throw it on the boat, and then read: "Zhao Xiaochuan."

Zhao Xiaochuan was stunned, and a cold current surged from the soles of his feet rushed to his forehead. His body wanted to respond, but his body seemed to be halfway through the jammed owner, unable to open his mouth. He wanted to walk around, but just as he had this idea, he suddenly felt a great force lifting him up. The next moment, he felt dizzy, maybe he was too hungry, maybe he was too nervous, and when he was intuition, he lost consciousness.

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Zhao Xiaochuan felt that his head was as if it was exploded. Memories floated by in his head, as if they were painted paper blown away by the wind, falling in disorganized manner and everywhere.

Who am I? I am Zhao Xiaochuan, a sixth-grade primary school student, and I am about to go to junior high school. Where am I? I seem to be on the roadside, and I seem to be coming home from school. No, I returned to the orphanage, and then? The dean checked the rounds? Then...become a god?

"Ah." Zhao Xiaochuan suddenly straightened up, his head seemed to be stimulating, and everything in front of him seemed to be shaking constantly. At this moment, a sound suddenly sounded below him, right below.

"Are you okay? You will feel uncomfortable when you wake up just now, so let's lie down first."

"Who?" Zhao Xiaochuan was a little panicked. He heard that the voice seemed to be about the same size as him, and it was just under his right hand.

"Hello, my name is Dong Guobai."

"Dong Guo Bai?" Zhao Xiaochuan was stunned, as if some memory was opened instantly, the immortal search envoy, the big ship, the name... and Dong Guo Bai, one after another, one continuous impact, Zhao Xiaochuan immediately stopped thinking unnecessary, because he could be sure that if he wanted to continue, his brain would definitely explode, sure.

Finally, after slowly recovering from peace, Zhao Xiaochuan moved his gaze in the voice. The double-layer student bed, wooden wardrobe, and military green quilt. This is... dormitory?

Just when Zhao Xiaochuan was about to think that it would be an illusion before, his eyes stopped. A boy, his world suddenly became blank, because the boy was wearing a black and white robe and a bun on his head. Zhao Xiaochuan remembered this outfit very clearly. One of the so-called immortal seekers was wearing this...In ancient times.

This is not a dream.

What the Envoy of the Immortals said was true...he was selected.

"Hey? Classmate? Are you okay?" Dong Guobai waved, as if he was a little worried about his condition. After all, many of his peers who were with him had not recovered and were sent to that... what... the infirmary.

"What are you calling me?" Zhao Xiaochuan was stunned when he heard his familiar name, and seemed a little unsure.

"Student, the teacher wants us to call him that."

"Teacher? Is this a school?"

"Uh...it seems like that, classmate, don't know what your name is?" Dong Guobai showed a friendly smile and scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"Oh, my name is Zhao Xiaochuan. Dong Guobai, I remember you, you were thrown on the boat in front of me."

"Uh, I was ashamed. I was shocked at that time. I don't know what to do." Dong Guobai seemed very shy, but he still said seriously. "If you wake up, go to the infirmary. The teacher here said that if you wake up, you have to go to the infirmary to see a doctor."

"Infirmary? There is also an infirmary here? Isn't this ancient?" Zhao Xiaochuan was a little surprised, but immediately he looked at the layout of the room. If it weren't for Dong Guo Bai, Zhao Xiaochuan would have thought he was in the school dormitory now.

However, Dong Guobai seemed to be very accustomed to Zhao Xiaochuan's "nonsense" and continued to say without hesitation, "Many people who come here will be confused."

Speaking of this, he looked at Zhao Xiaochuan. It seemed that Zhao Xiaochuan was just confused, but soon he withdrew his gaze, seemed to feel impolite, and coughed and continued, "So, the school asked all the awakened students to go to the infirmary for examination."

"School?" Zhao Xiaochuan heard the words that made him have a cardiac arrest again and asked quickly: "Is this a school? What school?"

"Uh, brother... Uh, classmate, if you really want to know, why not get out of bed first, let's go to that infirmary and say?" Dong Guobai seemed a little scared. This person seemed different from his previous brother. However, soon, Dong Guobai hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhao Xiaochuan, who hurriedly got off the bed but didn't stand firm.

"Let's go to the infirmary." The twelve-year-old body became chaotic under a silence of unspeakable panic, but soon he would become as "unconscious" as Dong Guo Bai said.

Zhao Xiaochuan is located in Penglai Academy, to be precise, Penglai Island. Zhao Xiaochuan seems to have heard this word in his twelve years of experience, but who can expect a junior high school student to be able to remember it? No, to be precise, Zhao Xiaochuan is indeed able to remember it. However, as an outstanding student, Zhao Xiaochuan is indeed rarely involved in ancient Chinese mythological stories. Fortunately, Zhao Xiaochuan got the answer from the doctor's sister "?" in the medical department. Here are four spiritual institutions set up under the Heavenly Court, a school established to cultivate gods...

Zhao Xiaochuan, who came out of the infirmary, was completely confused. He looked blankly at the familiar teaching building, as well as teachers and teachers wearing white silk. Zhao Xiaochuan was incredible but still couldn't believe it.

He watched Journey to the West when he was a child, and it would be replayed repeatedly every summer and winter vacation. Zhao Xiaochuan still knew something about gods, but that was just TV. He never thought that he would be caught by gods and then learn how to become a god? No matter how it sounds like a fairy, it is a fantasy. Is there a school established in the Heavenly Court, and does it also have the Jade Emperor, Sun Wukong, and the Buddha of Tathagata?

"Oh my God, is this a dream?" Zhao Xiaochuan murmured at the colorful sky far different from the city, and took a deep breath. A fresh breath that made him feel ashamed instantly moistened his entire lungs.
Chapter completed!