The word "immortal cultivation" is unfamiliar to Wei Xi.
She has been ostracized by the children in the village all year round. Wei Dong is far more interested in climbing trees and poaching birds than listening to stories from the village elders.
So Wei Xi didn't understand at all that the stone he pressed on was called the Immortal Stone. The brighter this thing is, the higher the talent is. Wei Xi, unfortunately, belongs to the lemon seeds in the cup of fruit tea in the world of immortality: useless to eat, tired of discarding.
Wei Xi stared at his cousin, his thick eyebrows knitted together. Liu Hu covered his arm and stepped back.
"Little girl, you can take your hands off and come with me."
There was a boy in a red robe next to the Immortal Stone. He glanced at the mouse skull in Wei Xi's hand and continued: "We will use the Imaging Stone to record your information. After the test is over, you can go home and stay overnight. Tomorrow We will come to your door and take you back to your respective sects.”
There was silence in response to the boy, who was a little confused.
Wei Xi stared at him with her frighteningly dark eyes. He began to feel a little strange. Thinking of the drought doll he met during the previous annual assessment, his hands began to make magic spells behind his back.
"She is a mute from the next village, Master Immortal." Liu Hu rarely changed his tone of respect. He had obviously been threatened by his mother with a broom, "Can a mute also become an immortal?"
It's not just a drought doll that likes to get into the bones of children, boys will snuff out the magic formula.
"You have to enter the Immortal Sect and don't stick to anything." He smiled at Wei Xi, "Little girl, I am Chen Zhou of Wanfa Sect. Please come with me."
After saying that, Chen Zhou took Wei Xi's hand and walked towards the southwest corner - and conveniently snatched out the mouse bone she was holding.
Wei Xi looked back for her father, only to find that he was no longer visible, but she remembered that her father had told her to choose him. Wei Xi turned his head back, thinking to himself, was this considered a choice?
Chen Zhou led Wei Xi to a shabby table. A young man with bright red chicken feathers in his head sat behind with his legs crossed and a recipe book covered his face.
Chen Zhou knocked on the table, and the young man was awakened and wiped down the recipe.
"Zhao Dazui! Someone from the Qingcheng faction has been sent to you!"
Zhao Dazui had a wide mouth as his name suggests. He was still a little dazed. Chen Zhou knocked on the table hard twice before he woke up. He hurriedly put down the recipe and rummaged through it on the table before he found it. A palm-sized light blue stone.
"Thank God, this is the last village in Xizhou. If the master can't recruit enough people, he will definitely punish me when he goes back." Zhao stood up and looked at Wei Xi with bright eyes, "This is for me. ?”
"This girl just turned on the fairy stone," Chen Zhou pushed Wei Xi forward.
Wei Xi only drank half a bowl of water and chewed two handfuls of tree leaves in the morning. Now she was already staring at stars and let Chen Zhou push her out, "It's just that the other four sects are not suitable. She is destined to your Qingcheng sect. "
"I know." Zhao Dazui touched the chicken feathers on his head, and the corner of Chen Zhou's mouth twitched, "You can't touch the steps of other sects if you are gifted, so the stone turns gray?"
"Black." Chen Zhou whispered, and Wei Xi was too hungry to look up at him.
"I just barely got started." Zhao pursed his lips and furrowed his eyebrows. Chen Zhou glanced at Wei Xi, who was unsteady on her feet, and her withered yellow hair.
"It's not like your Qingcheng sect has never had such a disciple! You know what you saw and heard when you went down the mountain this time. This little girl will probably not survive in this world. If you are destined to be immortal, accept her," Chen Zhouya He said to Zhao Dazui in a low voice, "Let's talk about your master's indicators!"
"What you saw and heard, Chen Tiedan, did Wanfa Sect smell it to you?" Zhao Dazui looked embarrassed. He looked at Wei Xi and sighed, "Forget it, it's not like I've never seen anything like this before, little one. Girl, what’s your name?”
"She is mute. Just record her face and go to the next village to pick her up tomorrow."
"Mute? It's not you..."
"The Qingcheng Sect's immortality is profound, so naturally there is a way to cure her," Chen Zhou blocked Zhao Dazui's words, "She is speechless, and her character is naturally firmer than her peers. She is a good candidate for cultivating immortality."
"You've finished speaking about all the truth in the world," Zhao Dazui raised his hand, "I'm convinced. Our Qingcheng sect has taken this little girl away. You should go back quickly."
Chen Zhou watched Zhao Dazui record the blood on Wei Xi's face and fingertips into the photo stone, and then asked Wei Xi to wait for someone to pick him up at the entrance of Tianshui Village at 3:30 tomorrow morning. After Wei Xi nodded, he took Wei Xi and Zhao Big mouth farewell.
Chen Zhou sent Wei Xi to Wei Laosan, who was standing on tiptoe outside with a nervous look on his face, and told Wei Laosan the same words. When Wei Laosan heard that his daughter had been chosen, he immediately knelt down in front of Chen Zhou.
Chen Zhou stopped him, touched the top of Wei Xi's head, and just said, "It's up to Wei Xi to do his best." Then he left.
Mrs. Wei Li sat at the door uneasily, her slender eyebrows furrowed, sewing her child's clothes in her hands. She got up from time to time and went to the house to see her swollen eldest son.
The sun was almost setting, and the two men who had gone to borrow food had not returned yet. Mrs. Wei Li bit off the thread and picked up another piece of clothing.
Finally she saw her man and her angry little girl, and she went to greet them.
Wei Xi walked into the house without raising his head. Wei Li couldn't feel her girl's pulse, "What's wrong? She was bullied by Hu Zi?"
"How is Dongzi? Let's go inside and talk."
Mrs. Wei Li closed the door and saw Wei Xi sitting next to Wei Dong at the head of the kang.
"Erya has been chosen by the Immortal Sect. She will leave tomorrow morning. You can pack her things."
Mrs. Wei Li was shocked and the clothes in her arms fell to the floor.
"What is the head of the family? No, Erya, she was chosen by the Immortal Sect?"
"Kushui Village kept this secret, and we bumped into each other today. It's a good thing that Erya has chosen her." Wei Laosan opened the skirt of his clothes, revealing less than half a bag of thick noodles inside. "This is what his aunt lent him." How is our face, Dongzi?"
Before Wei Li could say anything, Wei Xi slid off the kang angrily, grabbed his straw sandals and rushed out.
After all, he was a child. No matter how angry he was, he had to go home and sleep. Wei Xi ate some hot soup mixed with noodles at night and lay next to her brother unable to sleep.
"Master, can Erya not go?" Mrs. Wei Li lowered her voice, and the kerosene lamp that she was usually reluctant to light gave out a dim light.
Wei Xi turned her back to her parents and wondered why Wei Dong still wasn't feeling well.
"I heard that most of the immortal cultivators have filled out the formation. Erya can at least live well if she stays with us."
"Hey, this is something no one else can ask for! The people in Kushui Village hid it and managed to get this luck."
"I don't care about luck or not. I want my girl to be safe!"
"What a world! It will take half a month for my legs to heal. Two acres of land at home have been devastated by locusts. In a few days, those hungry people will rush in. Can we save Erya! The evil of eating children has begun. I can’t stop!”
As if afraid of waking up the child, Wei Laosan stopped, and Wei Lishi covered her mouth to keep silent.
"It's okay for Dongzi to say that Erya is mute. Even if he stays, he will marry a disabled bachelor when he grows up. It's better to go to the Immortal Sect. Besides, that formation only opens once every few decades. Erya will have her own destiny in the future."
There was only silence behind Wei Xi, and she seemed to see a halo of light on the wall.
"Master, did the people in Bushui Village give you any trouble?"
"It's okay. Erya was chosen, and they were polite to me. You make two cakes for Erya and take them. Hey, when my legs are healed, I'll pack something and I'll serve this half bag of noodles. It'll be fine after winter." Collect some food and things will get better slowly."
On Wei Xi's last night at home, her parents gradually stopped talking, Wei Dong's breathing was a little weak, and finally Wei Xi fell asleep.
