Author: Sister Dou

After Shen Qinglan confirmed that the young man had a fire spirit root, he did not speak anymore and left with the bun.

The boy selling buns was confused, thinking that maybe the other party had mistakenly pulled it wrong.

Shen Qinglan stopped at a place not far from the bun shop and started inquiring about news at a stall on the roadside.

The eldest sister who set up the stall was very enthusiastic and in just a few words, she poured the bottom of the boy's house clean.

The young man was named Li Yongsheng, and everyone called him Asheng, who was the youngest son of the Li family’s bun shop, and he was twelve years old this year.

The elder sister set up a stall said that the child was pitiful. After his father died, the shop left at home became the one of his elder brother Li Yongshou. Since then, Asheng has stopped going to school and is devoted to helping his elder brother sell buns at home...

My sister-in-law is shrewd and calculating, which is not a good thing, etc.

Soon, it became dark and Shen Qinglan went to the backyard of the Li family.

The shops here are like this. They start business in front and live in people behind. There is also a gate in the back yard, so there is no need to pass through the shop.

The door opened was a young woman, "Girl, are you?"

The sun has already set, why did a young girl knock on the gate of her house?

"Sister-in-law, may I ask if Asheng is at home?"

The young woman who opened the door should be Asheng's sister-in-law. She frowned and stared at Shen Qinglan, "Are you looking for Asheng?"

"yes."

"What are you doing for him?" The woman's attitude was very cold.

"Is something wrong." Shen Qinglan said that, and then flashed into the yard. The speed was so fast that the young woman was stunned. How did this little girl come to the yard?

Shen Qinglan stood in the backyard, "Can Ah Sheng be there?"

There are two rooms in the yard with lights on, "Who?"

One of the rooms came out of the house, which was the boy selling buns that Shen Qinglan saw today.

At this time, Asheng saw Shen Qinglan and immediately remembered her, "Are you the sister who bought buns today?"

"yes."

"Are you looking for me?" Asheng looked puzzled.

Shen Qinglan asked him with a smile, "Can we sit down and talk slowly?"

After all, it is not something that people accept such things in just one or two sentences.

Asheng reacted and pulled a stool in the yard, "Please sit, please sit."

Shen Qinglan sat down with the opportunity, "I am from the Dongshan Immortal Sect. Today I saw that you have spiritual roots in your body, so you can enter the Immortal Sect to seek the Great Way of Eternal Life. I wonder if you are willing?"

She just said it directly, otherwise she would go around and explain more.

Of course, the two sentences she just said also need to be explained.

"Sister, what are you talking about?" Asheng thought he had heard it wrong.

His sister-in-law was not so polite, "Where did the liar from the world come from? He lied to my house?!"

Shen Qinglan just smiled and said nothing, raised her hand and waved it to the yard.

All the debris scattered in various ways were piled up by her.

"I know you may not believe it when I suddenly talked to you, but the Immortal Sect should have come to you to accept disciples. Has anyone in the family heard about it?"

There are other people in Asheng's family, such as his elder brother Li Yongshou, who stood behind his wife and opened his mouth wide. He had really heard of it!

"Are you really an immortal master?! Is the Immortal Sect accepting disciples? Does my Asheng have a connection with immortality?"

Shen Qinglan turned to look at him, "Yes."

Li Yongshou walked forward excitedly, "When I was six or seven years old, two immortals came to the city, saying that they were picking disciples to go to the Immortal Sect. Later, no one was selected, so the two left."

Shen Qinglan let out a sigh of relief, as long as someone knows, she doesn't need to explain, "I didn't meet a child with spiritual roots, so I naturally left."

This ratio is so casual. Such a big city, once every ten years, there will be no one to receive.

But in her hometown, Xiaochi Village, there are only two living people, one single spiritual root and the other two spiritual roots.

Li Yongshou's eyes shone, "So my Asheng has spiritual roots. Can he become an immortal?"

Shen Qinglan touched her nose, "This is not sure. Most of them are just a hundred and a thousand years longer than others. It's really hard to say whether she can become an immortal."

"How long will it take?" Li Yongshou seemed very interested in the cultivation of immortality.

"There is no time to cultivate immortals, a hundred years pass by, and a thousand years pass by."

Li Yongshou was stunned, "Do you have to go for so long?"

"No, Asheng can't go!" The young woman who had not spoken spoke again.

Li Yongshou yelled, suddenly thinking of something. He looked at his younger brother, "Asheng, do you want to go?"

At this moment, Asheng finally came back to his senses from the previous shock, "I won't go."

Shen Qinglan was rejected for the first time when she thought about recruiting a newcomer for the sect.

She didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while, and she thought that one question would be accurate, but she didn't expect that there were still people who were unwilling to do so.

The young woman stepped forward and grabbed Asheng's hand and saluted Shen Qinglan, "Immortal Master, my Asheng can't go."

“Why?”

"What should I do if he left? Could it be that my man made the buns by myself?"

When Asheng's sister-in-law heard that she was going to go for such a year, it would be a hundred years and a thousand years. By then, they would have been gone long ago. So what kind of immortal Asheng is, what does it have to do with this family?

Shen Qinglan raised her eyebrows, "Did you make the buns?"

Shen Qinglan ate the bun. I have to say that the bun tastes really good, at least in the eyes of people who have never eaten spiritual food.

She asked Asheng this, and the young man nodded, "I did it with my elder brother."

Li Yongshou is an honest man. "My family Asheng is good at craftsmanship, he is mixing the noodles, and he is mixing the ingredients. I just make buns well."

Shen Qinglan looked at Asheng with more appreciation. She was her colleagues with good cooking skills.

"There are many benefits of cultivating immortals. It is extremely common to live for hundreds or thousands of years. My master is the Supreme Elder who is tens of thousands of years old."

Asheng is still a half-year-old child. I heard that someone has lived for tens of thousands of years, and his eyes are bigger than a copper bell.

"After cultivating immortals, you can fly with clouds and fog weapons."

She flew low on the green bamboo for a while, which shocked the other three people in the yard.

At this time, Asheng's face was only full of envy, except for shock, he saw someone flying!

Such a temptation cannot be resisted by a twelve-year-old boy. The word "will" almost blurted out from Asheng's mouth.

But he looked at the hut he had come out, and his eyes dimmed again.

Shen Qinglan has a strong spiritual sense and naturally knows the situation in the house. "Although a person who cultivates immortals is not omnipotent, he can still help with many things. If you have any difficulties, you can talk to me."

Hearing Shen Qinglan's words, Asheng's eyes lit up, "My mother is sick, I want to take care of her mother, I can't go."

In fact, when Shen Qinglan saw the pale and sleeping woman in the room, she guessed what was going on.
Chapter completed!