Shengxian Garden is a garden where Emei monks come to Dai Viet to recruit disciples every three years. It is located in the south of the Imperial City of Dayue Kingdom. It covers a huge area and has a very wide range. But even though it is so big, today’s Shengxian Garden still looks a bit... Xiao, there is nothing I can do, there are so many people becoming disciples, many times more than in previous years.
"Come on, come on, everyone, line up. Don't crowd."
"That kid over there is not allowed to poop in the street! Where are your adults!"
Because there are many people, there are also many children. Countless imperial guards are trying hard to maintain order. There is no way, there are too many people. The long queue can't be seen outside the garden. The whole Shengxian Garden is full of children's laughter. There were sounds of fighting and the voices of the children's parents talking and talking, and it was very lively.
"I got a printed copy of the Three Death Sutras yesterday. I tried practicing it, but it has no effect yet."
"Absolutely. There are still relatively few people who can practice something in one day. Normally it takes about three days to feel something. I have now taught my little brat how to practice."
"Brother, can your children be literate?"
"Oh, that's not the case yet. Quanzi is only six years old this year. I read it to him, but he is a kid and can't calm down, so I beat him up. Don't tell me, since I have practiced such advanced martial arts From now on, it will become easier and easier to beat my son."
"Ah? Are you serious? Is it okay to beat a mother-in-law? Brother, I don't know. My mother-in-law wants me every day, but I can't beat her, so she tortures her into a human shape every time. I can't do farm work the next day. It’s really irritating to have no energy.”
"That's right, brother, it's not easy for you either."
In the queue, adults led their children to talk to each other, and the atmosphere was very good. Most of them were talking about the three death sutras, which have become very popular recently. Even many of the imperial guards who maintained order were chatting with them. Laugh and talk freely.
"My lord, seeing how powerful you are, you must have also practiced the Three Death Sutras, right?"
"Hahahaha, that's natural."
In the field, a guard who was more than 1.8 meters tall and as powerful as an iron tower carried a sword on his waist. He faced the few people who asked about him with extraordinary momentum and said:
"My colleagues are on duty at Honglu Temple, so I am the first person to get Lin Shangxian's secret manual. I have been practicing for almost half a month now."
"It's been half a month? The effect must be very good, right?" Some people asked in surprise.
"The effect? It's so good and scary!"
The guard wanted to show off, so he lifted the armor on his arm, revealing the bronze-colored muscles underneath, which were as bulging as a hammer and said:
"I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and my martial arts skills are very good. Now after half a month of Lin Shangxian's guidance, my skills have improved by leaps and bounds. I think I can tear a tiger and leopard alive!"
As soon as he said this, many people in the queue were amazed, and many children also looked at him curiously.
Soon, someone in the crowd shouted: "Master, Emei Immortal is recruiting martial arts disciples, do you have any requirements?"
"Yes, Sir, is it true that food, housing and church are all included?"
Most of the people present were ordinary families. Many years ago, when Emei only admitted children with talents for cultivating immortals, if any family gave birth to a child with talent, it would be even more grand than being admitted as the top scholar. The child was sent to Emei. Not only will food and accommodation be provided, but he will still be able to become a figure in the Immortal family after he returns, and the entire family will be valued by the court. It can be said that he is a folk example of one person achieving enlightenment, and chickens and dogs ascending to heaven.
Later, Emei began to recruit warriors, but the number of places each time was limited, only one or two hundred people, and most of these places would be monopolized by the court dignitaries, and would not be available to ordinary people at all. But this time it was different, a total of 10,000 people Quota! Every family has children, and those who are willing to let their children go can draw lots and decide to visit Emei based on fate!
And even if you don't get it this time, you can still get it in three years, which is undoubtedly a great good thing for many poor families.
At this moment, facing the people's inquiries, the guard smiled and said: "Don't worry, fellow villagers, Lin Shangxian is the Emei Shangxian. Once a word is made, it is difficult to follow it. Of course it is true, so everyone can rest assured."
As soon as these words came out, people cheered suddenly, and many people even bent down to give their children good instructions.
"Gouwazi, after you go to Emei, you must listen to Master Shangxian, you know? You can't play around. Dad doesn't know much about literacy, but he still understands the principle that once he is a teacher, he will always be a father, so he must respect the master and be a father. Live in harmony with the other brothers and sisters, and your father and mother will wait for you to return home in glory when you grow up."
"Yaya, work hard. The appearance of our ancestors has given you the opportunity to worship in Emei. You must seize it. Don't be afraid. After you go there, learn from the master and write to him if you miss him. "
In the crowded queue, countless children were listening to their parents' teachings. Some were crying because they couldn't bear to leave their parents, some were confused and didn't know what Emei was, and some were looking around and not listening at all. They were so confused that they couldn't stand it. Among these children, who were as young as five and as old as ten, there was a boy who was completely different from the others, simply because he came alone, with no parents around him at all, and he looked very strange standing in the lively queue. .
This boy's hair was very short, with an unusually eye-catching cut. His childish face had a striking scar that did not match his age, extending from his forehead to his chin, which was very conspicuous.
And unlike other children with innocent eyes, his eyes were dark and bright, and there was a coldness like a poisonous snake hidden in his eyes.
Judging from his age, the boy seemed to have just reached ten years old. He was wearing tattered clothes full of pudding holes like a beggar. He stood on the floor with his dirty feet. The children and people around him also stayed away from him, as if they were a little disgusted. He smelled sour.
At this moment, he was standing alone and silent, looking out of place with the lively crowd around him. Not far from him, two guards maintaining order also focused on him from time to time.
"Why is this little brat here too? Can he also draw lots?"
"Who knows, anyway, if he wins the lottery, just send him to Emei. The immortals will teach him well."
"Tsk, tsk, does Lin Shangxian know about this child?"
"I don't know."
The two guards murmured for a while and then ignored the strange boy. After all, there were so many guards here, and one child couldn't make any trouble.
Because some people are from other countries in the Emei region and do not belong to Dai Viet, some people came very late. After all, the transportation over the mountains is inconvenient. Everyone present also understood this, and everyone was chatting and laughing while waiting. The apprenticeship ceremony began, and this strange boy who looked like a beggar suddenly heard a somewhat harsh voice after standing silently for a short time.
"Why don't you wear shoes?"
When the voice sounded, the boy slowly turned around and looked at the children behind him who were curious about him.
He didn't speak. He looked at the children with his black pupils for a while, and found that the adults behind them were all talking to each other. He was about to turn around and ignore them, but just when he was about to turn around, the leading child continued to ask:
"We're talking to you, why aren't you wearing shoes?"
"Yes, and you stink so much, even more than the stinky tofu my dad just bought me."
The children had no ill intentions, just out of curiosity at this age, but the boy still did not respond.
Seeing this, the children didn't say anything. They just thought this guy was a bit strange, maybe he was a little mute, but just when they were about to turn their attention to other places, the boy's stomach made a "gurgling" sound.
The voice was not loud and was quickly covered up by the surrounding voices.
"Your stomach is growling. Are you very hungry?"
Among the crowd, a little girl with two braids eating mung bean cake looked at him curiously, then broke off some mung bean cake with her chubby hands and handed it to him.
"My mother bought it for me, do you want to eat it?"
Seeing the cake handed over by the girl, the boy's dark eyes trembled slightly, as if he was a little surprised.
