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The warbler sings and the bird calls, which is mellow and melodious.The mountains are gradually waking up under the sunshine of the morning, and the wet fog covers the mountains, which lingers for a long time.A small figure ran on the ground, letting the wet mist lick him, and when he stopped at the entrance of the village to catch his breath, there were some bright pearls on his hair.

He found a clean place to sit down, as if waiting for someone.When farming, people in Aoli got up early, and people passing by the village would say hello to him, and when they were far away, they would mutter "strange".

The sun rose and the sun set, and after many days, no one came.Gradually, people became familiar with it, and sometimes they didn't even say hello, just passing by with a glance.

Seeing that it was getting dark, old man Ye sighed, but he couldn't help it, so he had to go and call him back first.When the people left, the children knew that they would not make any noise in the future, but they seemed to have lost their souls, but they would come to the village every day to guard them.

The house suddenly became much deserted, which made people very uncomfortable.Old man Ye finished serving the meal, and suddenly remembered what Feng Siniang told him, so he asked, "Your Aunt Feng told me yesterday that a fairy sect came back to Yecheng to recruit disciples, do you want to go?"

Jinhuan was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what Xianzong was. "What is Xianzong?"

Old man Ye handed him the bowl, sat down, and picked up the chopsticks. "If you join the Immortal Sect, you will be a Great Immortal. You can go wherever you want, and do whatever you want! If you become a Great Immortal, your grandfather will be the Great Immortal's grandfather!"

"En!" Jin Huan responded obediently, and picked up a chopstick dish for Old Man Ye by the way.

Old man Ye took it with a bowl and teased him: "It turns out that Jin Huan also wants to become a fairy, don't you want grandpa?"

After hearing this, Jin Huan frowned and thought for a while before solemnly replying: "Yes!"

"Eight years and ten years of cultivating immortality will pass in a blink of an eye. Grandpa may not be able to wait."

"If grandpa wants to come to me." Jin Huan buried his head and continued to eat, then added, "If I miss grandpa, I will come back."

Old man Ye was overjoyed, he immediately felt better, and he had a plan in mind.This baby should be let out to have a look when he grows up, it's not good to stop him.

When it came time to test the spiritual root, Jinhuan only found a fake spiritual root.Pseudo-spiritual root means that no matter how much he cultivates in this life, he cannot be very capable.He had been disheartened and followed Old Man Ye back home, but after a few days, another man in white suddenly came to the door, saying that he wanted to take him to Wumingzong.

Old man Ye was so happy that the immortal came to pick up his grandson, which flattered him. He hurriedly packed a few clothes for Jin Huan, stuffed all the family money into the bag, pushed Jin Huan out, and stuffed it into the bag. The man in white wore a few pieces of silver, with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry to trouble the immortal, if there is something ignorant about my family, I hope the immortal will take care of it."

The man in white didn't like it, so he retreated slightly, blocking old man Ye with his long sword.

"Need not."

Old man Ye didn't force it either, this man came from the Immortal Sect, he was probably used to seeing gold, silver and jewels, so he didn't care about this.He pulled Jinhuan over and told him, "After going up the mountain, you must be obedient and practice hard. Grandpa is waiting for you at home. If you miss me, come back, ah!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eye circles were already red.

Jin Huan nodded, without saying anything, just reached out to shake Old Man Ye's hand.

The white-clothed man looked at his father and son arrogantly, snorted coldly with disdain, and interrupted: "It's time to go!"

Old man Ye sent him to the white-clothed man, bent down slightly again and said to the white-clothed man, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Immortal."

The white-clothed man's cultivation base is not low, he grabbed his hands and leaped onto the flying sword, flying with the sword, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Old man Ye stood at the door for a long time, looking up at the sky, until the pain in his neck was unbearable, and he sighed and went back to the house.

The man carried Ye Jinhuan, but no matter whether he felt uncomfortable or not, he could fly as fast as he could.Ye Jinhuan was hurt by the sharp wind, but he couldn't open his mouth, the cold wind poured into his mouth suddenly.

The flying sword was getting faster and faster, Ye Jinhuan couldn't even open his eyes, the cold wind was like a sharp blade, and his whole body was blown stiff.I don't know how long it passed like this, and when Ye Jinhuan was so cold that he didn't feel it, he finally stopped.He was roughly thrown onto the flying boat by the man in white.

"It's just a poor boy from a broken mountain village, and it's impossible for him to be lucky for a lifetime."

Ye Jinhuan was stunned, dumbfounded and didn't know why.

The flying boat was full of qualified children selected from all over the world, some of them also came from Yecheng.Suddenly a boy from Yecheng, about six or seven years old, said something in a low voice, and everyone turned their heads to look at Ye Jinhuan.Each pair of eyes is full of emotion, curiosity, disdain, contempt...

Ye Jinhuan felt uncomfortable being stared at by them, the bow of the boat was too cold, so he took a few steps forward, wanting to go in.But after taking a step, he couldn't move anymore, as if the soles of his shoes were glued to the board.

When a few people saw him move, they immediately came out to block it, with an obvious meaning - don't let him go in.

Ye Jinhuan is just a snail crawling on the ridge of the field. He is sensitive and cannot withstand being touched by others. Once touched, he will immediately shrink into the snail shell and hide.He didn't say anything, just turned around and sat down silently, bowing his head in silence.

He wanted to practice immortality, find that person, and then go back to Taohuaao.

Newly recruited disciples kept coming up on the flying boat. After Liangchuan passed, the last batch of disciples were collected, and the flying boat flew towards Huayue.

After three days, we finally arrived at the foot of Huayue Mountain.The new disciples were arranged into three rows, and everyone stood neatly and respectfully.The further you go, the better your aptitude, and Ye Jinhuan, the pseudo-spiritual root, stood at the end.

Not long after, two people came down from the mountain, and they took the one with the best qualifications away.Ye Jinhuan remembered that person, he was also from Yecheng, and he said that he was also him on the flying boat, and it seemed to be Tianlinggen after testing.

The people in front were taken away one after another, and those behind them stood upright without daring to catch their breath, and they just looked forward to their turn next.Ye Jinhuan stood for a long time, his head was a little dizzy, he pinched himself and told himself to hold back.

It was about the time of another stick of incense, and a tall disciple came, and the rest of the people almost couldn't stand when he came.He announced loudly: "From today onwards, you are outer disciples, practice hard, and a competition will be held every three years, and the winners can be promoted to inner disciples!"

The rest of the disciples began to whisper, they thought that they would not be far away from becoming immortals when they came, but unexpectedly there was an outsider, they were obviously already well-qualified, why are they still just outer disciples?

The man frowned, drank, and asked, "Who is Ye Jinhuan?"