The carriage galloped swiftly on the small road. Wang Lin's body swayed with the potholes on the ground. Holding the package in his arms, his heart was ups and downs, and with the expectations of his parents, he left the mountain village where he had lived for fifteen years.
This place is not a short distance from the county seat. Wang Lin gradually fell asleep. I don’t know how long he had passed. He was gently pushed by someone. After opening his eyes, the fourth uncle looked at him with a smile and joked: "Tie Zhu What do you think about leaving home for the first time."
Wang Lin noticed that the carriage had stopped, and said with a faint smile: "I don't have much thoughts, but I'm a little scared, I don't know if I can be paid by the fairy."
The fourth uncle laughed, patted Tie Zhu's shoulder, and said, "Okay, don't think about it so much. It's a place. This is the fourth uncle's house. You go to rest first, and I'll take your family with you in the morning."
After getting off the carriage, what was shown in front of Wang Lin was a tiled house. He followed his fourth uncle to a room. Wang Lin was sitting on the bed but was not drowsy. There were scenes flashed in his mind about his parents, villagers, and relatives. With words, I sighed softly in my heart, and the thought of being accepted as a disciple by an immortal became even more serious.
A little bit of time passed. After a while, the sky was slightly bright, and the sun gradually rose. Although Wang Lin did not rest much all night, he was very energetic. With a trace of anxiety, he followed his uncle to the Wang family mansion. son.
This is the first time that Wang Lin has seen such a big house, dazzled, and his fourth uncle sighed as he walked: "Tie Zhu, this time you must give your father a sigh, don't make your relatives laugh."
Wang Lin became more nervous, bit his lower lip and nodded.
After a while, the fourth uncle led him to the large courtyard in the middle of the house. Tie Zhu’s father’s eldest brother, the old man, stood in the courtyard. He nodded slightly when he saw Tie Zhu and said, “Tie Zhu, the fairy is here for a while. , Don’t make a fuss, just follow your brother Wang Zhuo to learn everything, what he does, you can do it, you know!"
In the last few words, the old man's tone was stern.
Wang Lin was silent, and looked around, and found that besides Wang Zhuo, there was a young man with dark skin and a tiger-headed brain. There was a hint of cleverness in his eyes.
He saw Tie Zhu looking at him, making a grimace at him, and ran over and asked, "You are Brother Tie Zhu from the second uncle's house. My name is Wang Hao."
Wang Lin chuckled and nodded.
The old man was slightly annoyed when he saw Tie Zhu ignore him, and was about to scold him.
At this moment, suddenly the clouds in the sky fluttered, and a sword light burst into the air like lightning. After the sword light dissipated, a white-clothed young man stood on the ground. The young man’s eyes were piercing and exuding an extraordinary temperament. He looked cold and gazes. Sweeping on Tie Zhu and other three young men, especially at the bulging things on the clever young man, and said coldly: "The three places in the Wang family, are they?"
"Is this an immortal?" Wang Lin only felt a chill in his body, his heart could not stop beating wildly, his small face was bloodless, he stared at him blankly.
Looking at the young man with a clever look, he also put his hands on his trousers, respectfully, and his eyes showed fanaticism.
Only Wang Zhuo glanced at the other person carelessly and hummed softly in his nose.
Wang Zhuo's father hurriedly stepped forward with a respectful expression on his face, and Han Chan said in surprise: "Shang Xian, these three people are the people recommended by the Wang family."
The young man nodded and said impatiently: "Who is Wang Zhuo?"
The old man was overjoyed, and he quickly pulled Wang Zhuo and said, "Shang Xian, this is the dog Wang Zhuo."
The young man took a deep look at Wang Zhuo, his complexion was slight, and he nodded and said, "Junior Brother Wang is indeed a talent, so it's no wonder that Master Daoxu has taken a fancy to him."
Wang Zhuo looked at Tie Zhu and the other clever young man proudly, and said proudly, "That's natural, this young master cultivates the spiritual roots of immortals, and Daoxu immortal praises them."
The young man's brows frowned, but he stretched out quickly, and looked at Wang Zhuo with a smile.
The fourth uncle looked up at the sky and muttered to himself: "Tie Zhu, must be selected!"
Wang Lin felt his body light, and the intense wind blew pain on his face. Upon closer inspection, he was immediately shocked to find that he was caught under the armpit of the young man, moving fast in the air, and the villages on the ground turned into slaps. The big black spot moves back quickly.
In such a short while, his eyes were already flushed by the wind, and tears were streaming down his eyes.
"The three of you don't want to be blind, just close your eyes." The young man's cold voice came. Wang Lin trembled in his heart, and quickly closed his eyes, not daring to look again, and yearned for Xiuxian even more in his heart.
After a short time, Wang Lin could feel the youth panting a little, and the speed obviously slowed down. Then there was a flower in front of him, and the youth quickly fell. At the moment of landing, the youth released his arms and the three teenagers fell to the ground.
Fortunately, the strength of the fall was not heavy, the three of them quickly climbed up, and what they showed in front of Wang Lin was a paradise-like paradise, with green mountains and green waters, and the fragrance of birds and flowers.
Right in front, there was a towering mountain peak with thousands of rocks competing for beauty, clouds and mists lingering, and the appearance of the beasts could not be seen clearly. A twisted stone-step path, winding down from the mountain peak, is like the scenery in the painting, the scenery is beautiful and beautiful. A sense of seclusion emerges spontaneously.
Looking up from a distance, there is a large hall at the top of the mountain. Although it is covered by clouds and mist, the colorful rays of light flicker, making people look forward to worship.
Next to the main hall, a long stone bridge emerges like a crescent moon, extending into the void and mist, connecting with another mountain.
Such a blessed place is naturally where the mountain gate of the Hengyue School is located. The Hengyue School is one of the few cultivation sects in the Zhao Kingdom. It once commanded the entire Zhao Kingdom cultivation world 500 years ago. Unfortunately, with the passage of time, there have been several changes in the middle, and to this day, the former great faction has shrunk to the point where it can barely gain a foothold in the realm of comprehension.
But despite this, the Hengyue Sect is still out of reach for mortals within four thousand miles.
"Junior Brother Zhang, are these three young people recommended by the Wang family?" A middle-aged man dressed in black, with a trace of fairy spirit and bones, floated from under the mountain.
With a respectful look on the youth's face, he said, "Brother San, these three are recommended by the Wang family."
The middle-aged man glanced at Wang Zhuo's body for a few moments, and said with a smile: "The headmaster knows that you have reached a critical point in your cultivation. Let me conduct this test. You can practice."
The young man promised to move his body and follow the mountain path, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Wang Lin stared at the scene in front of him blankly, his heart was surging, and he suddenly felt that someone was pulling his clothes and turning his head to see that it was the boy with a clever look. The boy's eyes were full of fanaticism, and he whispered: "This is Where the fairy lives, his grandmother's, what Wang Hao I said is also being selected!" After speaking, he touched the bulging objects in his clothes.