Chapter 2 Everything is ready, I only owe Xian Yuan
"This opportunity cannot be missed..."
"If it's lost, it's lost..."
"It's impossible to promise Tu Jiaojiao, even in this life."
"What's the point of sacrificing one's own chastity to gain strength?" Wang Chen withdrew his gaze from Tu Jiaojiao's face, feeling that it was not difficult at all to stick to the bottom line between the purity of human nature and medium-strength opportunities.
Of course, it wouldn't be difficult for him to stick to Cai Bingyun, but the result would be exactly the opposite.
"Bingyun, what time of night..."
It felt a little strange to ask a question twice, but before I could finish the sentence, I was interrupted again.
"Good nephew! Good nephew!"
Listening to this old and excited voice, Wang Chen looked at the thin figure walking towards him quickly with some annoyance.
Today's meal was really lively, so lively that I couldn't finish a sentence.
The visitor is Cai Mushi, the village chief of Huangpo Village, who is also Cai Bingyun’s father.
"Congratulations, my nephew, congratulations, my nephew." Cai Mushi looked happy, his bronze face covered with wrinkles.
"What's going on? Is he going to force Cai Bingyun on me? What's there to be happy about?"
"Please don't forget our Huangpo Village after your nephew becomes an immortal. If you can remember the friendship between our two families, please caress the flowers." As he said that, Cai Mushi didn't even say any greetings. He went straight to the topic and greeted Wang Chen respectfully.
A gift.
Cai Youhua is Cai Bingyun's real name. It seems that Cai Mushi's name has been smooth since he was a child, and it is difficult to change his name now.
Village Chief Cai usually treats him well. Wang Chen stood up and returned the greeting, and a thought flashed through his mind.
"Become an immortal?"
This thought has been in my mind for a long time, and it is inevitable to feel a little excited when I hear it now.
"Is it true that something good is going to happen to me?"
The immortals in the villagers' mouth are cultivators who ride on the wind and fly through the air. Ordinary people who want to become cultivators naturally need to go through chance coincidences, such as accidentally taking some genius treasure, or being born as a cultivator and being noticed by an expert.
Go up to the door leading to practice.
In addition, some sects will regularly send people down the mountain to recruit disciples in order to strengthen their sect's power.
"Could it be that the opportunity that I have been missing so much should be today?"
Thinking of this, Wang Chen felt inexplicably excited. If he was really taken away from this remote place by cultivators, then he could use his ability to discover opportunities to plunder the relics, ancient treasures, and various techniques left in this world.
Given the opportunity, he has every reason to believe that he can grow quickly, become the world's top master, and eventually shatter the void.
The picture was so beautiful that Wang Chen had fantasized about it countless times.
Sure enough, I heard Cai Mushi continue to say: "An immortal came to our village, saying that he was looking for people with the ability to practice. I was thinking about our Huangpo Village. If there are people who can become immortals, I am afraid that the only person who can become an immortal is you, my nephew."
Already."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Chen had already walked out of the dining hall quickly.
It has long been a recognized fact that Wang Chen is Wolong from Huangpo Village.
Others believe that he has the aptitude for spiritual practice because he can chant when the bright moon will appear and sing about the stars connecting in a line. Although these things are not popular with the local villagers who are still in the stage of slash-and-burn farming, they are enough to make him a genius in the eyes of the villagers.
Wang Chen has no doubts about his qualifications in cultivation because he already possesses the ability to see chance. In addition, he is able to swallow the Green Tuo Fruit, which makes him powerful enough to become the number one swordsman in Huangpo Village. Is this true?
Still can’t explain the problem?
After all, some people are deficient and cannot be replenished. Even if they take the magic medicine, they will inevitably have diarrhea and there will be no change.
"I just missed one chance." Wang Chen's heart was filled with excitement.
Huangpo Village is not big, and Wang Chen didn't walk long before he saw two handsome young men with swords standing under an old date tree in the loess square in the center of the village, dressed in neat white clothes.
The clothing was specially designed, with the outer covering and inner clothing separated one by one, one loosened and the other tightened. It looked quite spirited when worn, with a somewhat fairy-like air.
The two cultivators are one tall and one short. The short one looks to be about the same age as Wang Chen. There is a sacred crane standing next to him, which is almost as tall as the two of them combined.
"This is the cultivator." Wang Chen was fascinated. In the future, I will also catch such a big bird as a pet and fly on it every day.
As a hunter's intuition, Wang Chen knew from the first moment he saw the crane that he, Huangpo Village's number one sharp swordsman, was no match for it.
The crane kept looking around with its faintly glowing eyes, as if he was very disgusted with the surrounding villagers, especially when he saw two bare-chested, dark-skinned and slovenly young hunters testing their cultivation qualifications.
That contemptuous look seemed to understand human nature.
"This flat-haired beast does have some sense." Wang Chen nodded secretly.
Over the years he has lived in Huangpo Village, he has a certain understanding of almost everyone. Wang Chen simply does not believe that besides himself, there are people here who have the foundation of a cultivator, including Cai Bingyun. Otherwise, wouldn’t the world be full of cultivators and ordinary people?
Has talent become a rare breed?
"So, can you please stop wasting your time?"
Wang Chen wanted to shout like this, but in the end he reminded himself again and again to keep a low profile.
He is about to become a cultivator, so why bother leaving an unworthy impression in the hearts of these hard-working villagers who face the loess and back to the sky?
Although everyone will separate the two worlds in this way from now on, after all, there are still some people and things worth remembering in Huangpo Village.
Thinking like this, Wang Chen shook his head slightly and sighed.
"No qualifications."
Sure enough, following the cold voice of the younger cultivator, the two young hunters who were testing turned around angrily, revealing two transparent beads suspended in the air that glowed with colorful colors under the sunlight.
It seems that the key to the so-called qualification test lies in these two beads.
"I'll come, I'll come."
Just as Wang Chen was about to step forward, another half-grown boy and a young man rushed forward and grabbed the two beads.
"No qualifications." After a moment, the younger cultivator announced expressionlessly.
Even though they were declared mortals for life, the two of them didn't feel any loss. After all, becoming a cultivator required at least one of the best qualifications. The hope was too slim. They didn't have much hope at all. At worst, they would continue to rely on the mountain.
There's nothing I'm not used to.
But the two cultivators showed a slightly impatient look. They went down the mountain to collect people because it was difficult to disobey the order of the master. What's more, this remote village, no matter how messy it was or the smell mixed directly into their nostrils, was very difficult for the two of them.
Generally speaking, it is a torture that makes people feel disgusted if they stay for a moment longer.
But the world is so big that there are not many people who have the skills to be a cultivator. What’s more, after going through layers of filtering by other sects who recruit disciples using the same method, how can there be so many treasures in the sea?
With this thought, the two of them had the intention to leave.
"My dear nephew, we can't wait any longer. I heard that Tieniu from Funiu Village next door was selected to become a cultivator yesterday. What if the number of people recruited by the sect is limited, wouldn't it be..." Cai Mushi has been following Wang Chen.
, as the head of Huangpo Village, he understands very well the principle of a person attaining the Tao, a chicken or a dog ascending to heaven, which is why he has always been polite to Wang Chen.
"tractor?"
Wang Chen had some impressions of this hunter from the next village. He was tall and burly, with a hearty smile. He was one of the few hunters who could speak something in common with him.
"Sure enough, he also has the qualifications to be a cultivator. I might as well call him a Taoist friend in the future." Wang Chen nodded secretly and strode towards the testing spirit bead.