The family members who came with her also came over immediately.
After seeing them leave, the surrounding people immediately exploded.
"I didn't expect that this first one would have a destiny! How lucky!"
"How wonderful it would be if this was my girl!"
"It's a pity that it's just a girl's picture. If I were a strong son, he would be a shining star."
Lu Qingye stretched his neck, wanting to see what the selected girl got and whether she really had a powerful elixir.
It's a pity that Liu Jia's cover was too tight, and she was not tall among the crowd.
Lu Qingye was a little disappointed, but he couldn't help but have more expectations.
She often looked back in the direction of Mr. Lu.
Unfortunately, as the team moved forward rapidly, she gradually lost sight of Mr. Lu.
The originally long queue in front decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After Liu Jia, none of the hundreds of people had a chance to be immortal again.
This made everyone start to feel a little restless.
Several Shangyao Sect disciples who originally thought they were lucky also became less interested.
As there were fewer and fewer people in the front of the team, Lu Qingye also became nervous.
"Next, Daikimura Lu Daqiang!"
Hearing the name of a familiar person, the villagers of Damu Village in the team couldn't help but crane their necks to look.
In the past few days, Zhang Cui has been talking about her son as a miraculous person.
Both Zhang Cui and her man looked at their son nervously.
"Daqiang, you must have the destiny to be immortal!"
At the end of the day, Zhang Cui was extremely nervous. Although she had been preaching these days, she believed that Lu Daqiang was born extraordinary.
Lu Daqiang held his head high and his chest high, and his somewhat fat body stood out among the many rural children.
It can be seen that the Lu family is quite pampered towards Lu Daqiang.
Lu Daqiang only had one thought in his mind at the moment, and that was to surprise everyone!
He believed what his mother said, that he must be a fairy boy who descended to earth and was destined to become an immortal!
Lu Daqiang stretched out his hand confidently, placing his chubby hand on the jade-white soul-detecting pillar.
A pair of small eyes stared at the soul-detecting pillar.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
The soul-detecting pillar has not changed at all.
Lu Daqiang's expression couldn't help but change slightly. After passing so many people, he knew that this pillar would only be immortal if it lit up.
He took his hand away in disbelief and pressed it up again.
But the result was still the same, which made him anxious.
"Mayor... Immortal, is your pillar broken? Why doesn't it light up?!"
When the disciples of Shangyao Sect heard this, they couldn't help but frown.
In order to ensure fairness, the leading disciple poured spiritual power into his hands.
"There is nothing abnormal about the soul-measuring pillar. You are not destined to be immortal."
The words "Wuxianyuan" echoed in Lu Daqiang's mind, causing his whole face to turn red quickly and then gradually turn white.
"No...impossible! My mother said that I am a fairy boy descended to earth, and I am a powerful immortal! This...this...must be this broken pillar!"
Lu Daqiang looked at the crowd and saw Zhang Cui, who also had a pale face. He asked not to howl loudly.
"Mom! Come here quickly! Tell them that this pillar is broken! It is this pillar that is broken! I am the immortal!"
Lu Daqiang has not been admired by his friends because of his identity these days.
At this moment, he was disillusioned and found it difficult to accept it.
Thinking that on weekdays, when he wanted something at home, as long as he cried and made a fuss and acted misbehaving, everyone at home would support him. Suddenly, Lu Daqiang used his usual tricks again.
Seeing the cold faces of the immortal masters, the mayor suddenly looked bad.
But at this time, Zhang Cui eagerly stepped forward to ask.
"Immortal...this...isn't it really that the soul-measuring pillar...is broken? Obviously...the fortune teller said that my family is very powerful, and in the future...I can't think of its position in the future...Kong Wuli...he... He will definitely stand out! Immortal..."
One of the Shangyao Sect disciples couldn't bear to listen.
"Not to mention whether the fortune teller is really capable of deciphering heaven's secrets and detecting people's fortunes. What does your inability to figure out one's position and Kong Wu's power have to do with immortal fate?"
Some people around couldn't help but laugh.
"Isn't it true that being unable to think of one's position and being powerful describe a person who is empty-handed and powerful? That woman didn't know what she meant. She actually thought her youngest son had a destiny for immortality?"
"However, the fortune teller's description is apt. Judging from their clothes, aren't they farmers in the fields digging for food? This future is going to be a strong one. Doesn't it mean that the son has inherited his father's legacy? It is also a good thing!"
Suddenly the laughter from the people around him became even louder.
Lu Yong suddenly felt embarrassed and looked at Zhang Cui who wanted to speak.
Just go up there.
"Snapped!"
Zhang Cui was slapped to the ground by Lu Yong's sudden slap, and blood even oozed from the corner of his mouth.
She felt her whole brain was buzzing.
Lu Daqiang on the side saw his father looking like he was about to eat someone, and he was so frightened that he immediately silenced his voice.
"Don't you think you've embarrassed me enough?!"
Zhang Cui opened his mouth, but did not dare to speak again.
Lu Yong is her husband and her God.
But in her heart she couldn't help but resent the fortune teller and these people who laughed at her.
Her son couldn't become an immortal, so could their children? !
After so long, it’s just the child who started!
Although Lu Yong also felt that his face was dull, being looked at by so many people made his face dark and red, and then red and white.
But he had to wait. When they came, they took a ride from a family in the village who owned a bullock cart.
Lu Daqiang was very arrogant. Naturally, he didn't want to walk such a long way.
In addition, Zhang Cui and he both felt that riding in the bullock cart was more respectable.
After paying the money, naturally I can't walk back by myself.
Just the waiting time is also very painful, especially after what happened before.
Now, Lu Yong wished that everyone had no fate and it would have ended earlier.
"No immortality."
The immortal's words made Yang Erhu lower his head in frustration.
The three children of the village chief's family are not destined to be immortals.
Aunt Yang couldn't help but sigh. Although they had already prepared, after all, so many people had no chance of being immortal.
But when it really ended, I still couldn't help but feel disappointed and uncomfortable.
"The next one is Damucun Lu Qingye."
Aunt Yang patted Lu Qingye on the shoulder.
"Qingye, don't be nervous or afraid. Just reach out and put your hands on it like your brothers and sisters did."
The older girl also opened her mouth to comfort her.
"Yes, Qingye, I don't feel anything when I put my hand on it. It doesn't hurt or itch."
Lu Qingye nodded.
"I know, thank you."
Aunt Yang smiled and nodded.
"Go ahead."
Lu Qingye took a deep breath and walked onto the high platform.
At this moment, the jade-white pillar, which was only two meters high, seemed to reach into the clouds in front of her.
She wants to become an immortal!
The white hands gently rested on the jade-white pillars.
At this moment, Lu Qingye was still nervous.
The dark pupils stared at the soul-detecting pillar.
