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Streamer City.

It is the lowest level administrative unit under Yuehengxianzhou, with sixteen small towns under its jurisdiction.

It is located in a remote area with a sparse population. Only the three words "Liuguang City" remain on the bottom-level regional list of the Wentian Sect.

However, remoteness has its advantages. The people here are simple and honest, the people are harmonious, and the atmosphere is excellent.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Dong dong dong dong!"

"Dong dong dong dong..."

The sound of gongs and drums suddenly came from outside the City Lord's Mansion. The crowd on the bluestone paved street suddenly surged and quickly rushed to the place where the notice was posted.

"How's it going? How's it going?"

"Remember the one in front of you!"

"I wonder if my child has passed the assessment. Even if he can't enter the inner sect of Wentian Sect, being a choress is not bad!"

"Do you still want to join the Wentian Sect? I don't have such high requirements. I will be satisfied if my child can be selected by a sect in the top 100!"

"..."

Today is the day when the Ascension Meeting will issue the assessment results. As a subordinate area of ​​the Wentian Sect, the sect will issue relevant official documents before each Ascension Meeting begins.

Therefore, even if they are ordinary people, as long as their children have a talent for cultivation, they will be sent to the Ascension Meeting to try their luck.

Of course, the prerequisite is to pass the selection at all levels.

Compared with people in areas not directly under the jurisdiction of the nine major immortal gates, they are more normal about ascending to immortality.

After all, the Wentian Sect has an ideal of "all people cultivating immortals and achieving world peace", and if they want to achieve this goal, they should first train their subjects.

This is called the rich leading the poor!

A flamboyant young man forced his way through the crowd, pushing people aside and shouting:

"Sorry sorry!"

Seeing that he couldn't squeeze through, he simply exerted force on his waist, somersaulted onto the crowd, and walked briskly on everyone's shoulders.

"Hey, who's kid, do you need some tutoring?"

"I'm sorry, I'll ask my father to come and apologize some other day—"

The figure disappeared in a flash.

The middle-aged man who was trampled suppressed his anger, looked up and saw the notice wall saying "Wangshanpaomasi" (a dangerous horse runner) and immediately forgot about the incident and continued to squeeze forward.

The missing boy appeared in a house on the outskirts of the city. As soon as he entered the door, he ran to the well and scooped a large bucket of water to drink. His handsome face was flushed and his black eyes were brighter than stars.

"Lin'er, are you back?"

The woman who was sewing in the room heard the noise and walked out. Seeing the young man drinking the raw water, an expression of disapproval appeared on her pretty face.

"Why are you drinking cold water again? Be careful not to catch a cold!"

She took the water scoop from the boy's hand, pulled out a handkerchief and carefully wiped his sweat. The boy sighed helplessly:

"Mom, I am a cultivator..."

"What's wrong with people who practice cultivation? People who practice cultivation won't get sick? You haven't become an immortal yet!"

The woman kept on complaining, "You talk as if I, your mother, have never practiced cultivation! You should be more careful when you first start practicing. If you develop a hidden disease or something, you will be in trouble! If you don't listen to the advice of the elderly..."

The young man replied, "You are suffering right before your eyes!"

He smiled and promised solemnly:

"I understand, mother. I will listen to you from now on!"

The woman was relieved to receive her son's affirmation. She arranged the boy's clothes and lovingly advised him:

"You don't have to listen to your mother. She is also a human being. There will always be things that are not right. You have to be able to distinguish them.

The future belongs to you young people. Sooner or later, we will be eliminated by the times. Our experience may not be suitable for you..."

"Who dares to eliminate mother? You and father must practice with me, and our family will ascend to immortality together!"

"You're just sweet-talking!" The woman glared at the young man and said seriously, "Isn't today the day when the results are announced? Why are you back so early?"

"Hey Hey……"

The young man smiled cunningly but said nothing. The joy and pride in his eyes were almost overwhelming.

Recalling something, the woman looked behind him several times and asked in confusion:

"Where's your father? Didn't he accompany you to watch the results?"

The young man thought to himself that it was bad. When he saw that he was admitted into the inner sect, he wanted to come back immediately to tell his mother the good news.

and so--

"I forgot about my father..."

As he was speaking, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes, with his hands behind his back and a gloomy face, appeared at the door, followed by a big black dog that was covered in dirt.

"Dad~~?"

The young boy shouted tremblingly.

The big black dog barked at him.

The middle-aged man took off his shoes, slapped the big black dog on the head with his backhand, and angrily cursed:

"Why are you yelling? I'm his father!"

The big black dog ran aside sadly.

The middle-aged man turned around and shouted with full energy:

"Xie Changlin, you little calf, can you be a little more arrogant? I am so lucky to have a son like you!

Look at what I was beaten up by that group of people. The new clothes your mother made for me were torn to pieces! You stepped on people's shoulders and heads, why don't you just go up to heaven?

I say, next time you do something bad, can you please not expose me, or at least stay away from me? Why do you want me to clean up your mess when you do something bad? "

The middle-aged man chased after them with his shoes raised, and the boy and the dog kept surrounding the woman to avoid her.

"Mom, save me!"

"Wang Wang! Wang!"

The woman immediately rolled up her sleeves and took off her hat loudly, "Xie Dongxuan! You dare to hit Sisi and Lin'er today, will you dare to hit me tomorrow? Will you dig up my ancestors' graves the day after tomorrow?"

"It's unfair, my wife!"

The middle-aged man ran away with his head in his hands, glaring at the two little bastards angrily.

"Still staring!"

A big fight broke out head-on. The originally gentle and homely woman became very combative and chased the middle-aged man relentlessly.

"You keep calling me 'old man', you are so awesome! If I don't beat you up for three days, you will burst into flames. If I give you a little color, you will shine!

I raised my son with all my heart and soul, and you gave me a son. If you want to hit my son, I will kill you first!"

Xie Changlin looked bitter:

"Mother, it's pull, pull!"

Sisi squatted aside:

“Woof woof woof! Chi~Woof chichi~~”

The woman shifted her attack, "I have the final say in this family!!!"

The man and the dog shrank their necks silently. If you hit Dad, you can't hit us~

"Old man, old man, you call me that so easily! If you don't clean up your son's ass, you are my old man! Should I push the ancestral tablet away and make you, Xie Dongxuan, the ancestor?"

"Wife, I dare not say that!"

"You mean I was wrong?"

After searching for the key words, the middle-aged man who had been dodging all the way turned around and hugged the woman in his arms, saying affectionately:

"No, what I mean is that you are my little ancestor, my body and even my heart exist to support you, mu~~ah!"

He kissed the woman hard on the lips, and the boy and the dog lowered their heads silently, not wanting to watch the fun between the couple.