Holding an ordinary script, pretending to be a god in various worlds

There was a wisp of smoke rising up. The pill was coated with a layer of wax in advance, which would take some time to melt.

Taking advantage of the time difference, Ling Xiao chuckled, and the pearls on her delicate hair collided. The crisp and pleasant sound should have been subtle, but it reached everyone's ears.

The system moved the loudspeaker closer.

The emperor gave her a puzzled look, as if asking something.

Although the ghost was smiling, his eyes were full of malice. He looked at everyone in the scene one by one. Anyone who came into contact with him felt their scalp explode. It was extremely terrifying.

The scene fell into absolute silence for a moment, and the originally excited crowd seemed to be poured over their heads with a basin of cold water.

Her words were like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, piercing people's hearts. "I am meeting my master, what are these things here for?"

The emperor's heart skipped a beat. Oh no! He had been too proud of himself and the gods and ghosts had acted harmless these days. He had actually forgotten one fact.

Ghosts are born with violent tempers. People often say that baby ghosts are the most difficult to deal with, because they are born not long ago and leave early, before ever seeing the human world.

Only because he had seen the gods of the underworld and was blinded by his mind, he excitedly brought people to disturb the meeting between his aunt and her master.

Li Yue said calmly, "Don't worry, aunt. These people are so envious of Taizu that they begged me to come and offer sacrifices. I will leave after the sacrifices and will not disturb you."

"Oh" sound was drawn out, Ling Xiao's face was pink and tender, and a harsh word came out of her cute lips:

"I told you long ago that I kicked my damn father down and reincarnated him. Do you really have to tear off this fig leaf?"

Li Yue smiled bitterly and said, "Aunt, please give me some face. I will send someone back right away."

How pitiful.

The ghost smiled strangely, as if his skin was moving but his flesh was frozen. "Then isn't that too disrespectful of you, auntie? How about this, pick a few people and leave them behind?"

They were overjoyed at one moment and sad at another. They thought they were going to be driven away, but things took a sudden turn for the better. No one knew what to feel.

He soon perked up again, wondering how the gods and ghosts chose people and whether he could stay.

The underworld is in charge of matters after death. It is at least an opportunity for me to show up this time. It will give me something to rely on after I die!

The next second, there was a sharp pain in the finger, the hair quickly retreated, and a few drops of blood gushed out.

"Ah!" The ministers and relatives exclaimed in surprise at the sudden attack, and the scene became slightly chaotic.

The emperor looked towards Ling Xiao, and just then a strand of black hair retracted, and a drop of blood could be clearly seen falling from the end of the hair.

There were more than thousands of hairs, and the dripping blood wet the collar of the girl's white butterfly double silk dress.

"Aunt..." the emperor called softly.

"Since the separation of the three realms, there are fewer and fewer people with qualifications." Ling Xiao sighed and explained to Li Yue:

"The immortal path in the mortal world is about to disappear. People who want to embark on the path to immortality pay the most attention to their aptitude. Using blood test, you only have a dozen or so people who can be considered immortals, and most of them are very crude."

The little girl's eyebrows twisted into a caterpillar-like shape, and she said with disdain, "Never mind, it's better than trash, and it won't pollute the Master's eyes."

Drop a huge thunder!

Walk into the middle of the crowd and meet their fiery gazes. Just click on one of them and it means that this person can stay.

Gradually, even the sound of breathing in the field stopped. Everyone looked at the ghosts and gods expectantly, praying silently in their hearts that they would be chosen.

If outsiders saw this scene, they might be scared away, but the people stood still in broad daylight and allowed the girls to choose.

Even if the chosen ones had never been successful in the past, they would feel as if they had reached heaven and be filled with endless joy. Those who were not chosen, even if they were kings or nobles, would feel as if they had lost their parents and be dejected.

Wang Fu stood in a relatively remote position. Although she was the legitimate daughter of a marquis, her husband's family was not prominent.

The reason why she can come here is because her parents love her so much that they asked for a place, but there is no need to think about how good the position is.

This time, all the powerful ministers were fighting for it. In the Marquis' Mansion alone, several incidents occurred over the quota, which shows how precious it is.

If only I could... The fantasy in her mind was quickly pulled out by her. A woman marrying five times is not a good fate.

How could she? Thinking of this, Wang Fu was stunned.

Even though she thought so, as the ghost's brisk footsteps got closer and closer, Wang Fu nervously clenched her fingers until her knuckles turned white.

"Hey" Ling Xiao walked around the beauty, took her hand and stroked it gently.

He turned around and asked his nephew in confusion, "You actually have three spiritual roots, barely acceptable?"

The word "three spiritual roots" struck the emperor in the heart and left a deep impression on him.

Spiritual roots should be the qualifications for cultivating immortals as mentioned by ghosts and gods, but they can also be divided into good and bad.

Since the three spiritual roots are better, the rest should be "rough and inferior". I just don't know how to divide them and which spiritual root is the best.

"The beauty's hands are so delicate and white!" Ling Xiao sighed in his mind and to the system.

After that, a few more people were selected, and the rest of the group was driven out.

The Princess of Chu looked at her brother with tears in her eyes, wanting him to beg for mercy.

Brother, you are my only brother!

Li Yue shook his head slowly and said, "Sister, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I really can't do anything."

The Princess of Chu rolled her eyes and walked away angrily, with the gold hairpins on her head making angry sounds.

It was just a formality, and a quick sacrifice was made to Ling Xiao's adoptive father.

The most important moment is here!

First, a thick fragrant mist suddenly emerged from the incense burner, mixed with a sweet and dreamy aroma, floating into everyone's nostrils.

"It smells so good--" the cockroach-fearing man, who thought he was lucky to be chosen, exclaimed with little stars in his eyes.

Very girly.

Li Yue glanced at him and turned his attention to Ling Xiao.

The ghost had a solemn expression, his clothes fluttered as if they had life, he raised his hands high, his eyes were closed, like a young but already extraordinary white crane.

Soon, a spark appeared in the void and the surroundings became dark.

There were more and more sparks, and in the blink of an eye they covered the entire sky. The emperor quietly stretched out his hand, and a spark fell softly on his fingertips, illuminating his brows.

The twinkling lights soon gathered into a river of light.

"A ray of spiritual light tricks the ghost gate open," Ling Xiao murmured, and the river of light passed through her body like the Milky Way and merged into the ground.

A bronze gate appeared faintly, with auspicious grass and hundreds of ghosts suffering on it.

The emperor was extremely excited, his heart beating like a drum, and he stared at the door. The same was true for everyone else.

The emperor is already the most supreme being in the world, but how can he compare to the gods? Throughout history, too many emperors have pursued becoming immortals.

You will be the successful one.

Ling Xiao held on in an awkward posture, feeling his hands going numb. If anyone entered the scene, they would find people lying on the ground.

The beloved nephew in her mouth was in a better condition after falling down. At least he was not facing the ground with a mouthful of mud.

In everyone's dreams, the door refused to open. The ghosts and gods shook their hands as if they were angry, pouted their mouths, and went up to bang on the door... knocking.

"Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced, quickly open the door for me, and stop pretending to be dead!"

Li Yue didn't bother to think about the Ox-Head and Horse-Face. He felt a strange sense of pride in his heart.

I call the ghosts and gods aunt, and she calls herself aunt to the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Monster. If I round it off, I still make the profit.