There is a lotus village at the foot of Tianlian Mountain. There is a stream in the village. Someone built a small hut near the stream.
The house is not big, only two rooms, one of which is the kitchen.
When it was daylight, a thin and small figure came out of the kitchen, carrying a small wooden bucket that was so old that the color could not be seen, and walked slowly to the stream.
She held the clear stream water in her white and tender hands, drank a full meal, then fetched some water with a small wooden bucket, and carried it back to the small hut with a wheeze.
There are some wild small flowers in front of the small hut, perhaps because of her daily watering, the small flowers grow extraordinarily strong.
After watering the little flowers, she poured the rest of the stream water into the kitchen tank.
Afterwards, she moved a small bench, stood on it, opened the lid of the pot, and looked at a lone white steamed bun on the steaming grid.
She puffed her cheeks, picked up the white steamed bun, turned and went to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, another little girl also got up. That little girl looked slightly older than her, about eight or nine years old, wearing clean cotton clothes, the material of the clothes was a bit old, and the cuffs and trouser legs were a bit short .
She was packing her bags, when she heard the movement in the room, she folded her clothes and said, "Wei Wei, I have packed all my things, let's go on the road!"
Qiao Weiwei took the only steamed bun left, and said aggrievedly: "There's nothing to eat again, Ganoderma lucidum."
The little girl called Ganoderma lucidum carried the burden on her back, walked over, touched her round head, smiled and said kindly: "Then you eat."
Qiao Weiwei stretched out her little hand holding the steamed bun: "Let's eat together."
Ganoderma lucidum smiled and said: "You are still young, if you don't eat, you will starve to death. It doesn't matter if I am hungry. After today, we will have a lot of delicious food."
Qiao Weiwei didn't eat it.
Ganoderma lucidum coaxed her and ate the remaining steamed buns.
Ganoderma lucidum and Qiao Weiwei live in the same room, but they are not sisters in the true sense. Both of them are children taken in by their mother-in-law. After her mother-in-law passed away, they are the only ones left.
Qiao Weiwei was so big when she came here, and she is still so big a year later, Lingzhi seriously suspected that she was malnourished, so she didn't grow up, but Lingzhi couldn't help it, she was also a child, although she was eleven, but Due to frequent hunger, he looks younger than his actual age, only eight or nine years old.
What can such a small child do? It's not bad that he and Qiao Weiwei didn't starve to death.
Lingzhi carried Qiao Weiwei to the bed, took off her wet clothes, and said in a reproachful tone, "Did you fetch water again?"
"Yeah." Qiao Weiwei didn't look at her.
Lingzhi opened the bag, took out a set of dry clothes, and said, "How many times have I told you, don't go to the stream alone, what if you fall?"
Qiao Weiwei shook her short legs and said, "The water is shallow."
"What if there is a flood?"
"Can water."
Ganoderma glared at her, took the clothes and put them on for her.
Qiao Weiwei turned her face away: "Cuihua passes through, no."
Ling Zhi glared at her: "The clothes I'm wearing are the ones I borrowed with great difficulty!"
Qiao Weiwei didn't wear it.
It's a shame to say that he is obviously a little beggar, but he never picks up other people's old clothes. He would rather have ten or eight patches on his own clothes than wear other people's.
Ganoderma lucidum was angry and funny, and finally decided to coax her patiently: "Hey, I'm going to choose my disciples today. You can't wear clothes with patches. People will dislike you. When I have money, I will buy you new ones. Buy a lot of them." How about a new one without repeat samples for a month?"
With a serious face, Qiao Weiwei thought about it very seriously, and obediently opened her arms.
Ganoderma lucidum changed Qiao Weiwei into borrowed clothes, took Qiao Weiwei in one hand, and carried the bag in the other, and left the hometown where she had lived for many years.
Their destination was a town twenty miles away. Qiao Weiwei was still young and couldn't walk that far. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, they stared at a bullock cart and stopped moving.
The old man who drove the car knew the two children and knew what they were going to do in the town. It happened that several children from the same village were also going, so he gave them a ride.
The children in the car looked down on Qiao Weiwei and Ganoderma lucidum, they were as thin as monkeys, and they still wanted to be selected as disciples of Qian Lanzong? You can pull it down!
The bullock cart soon reached the town.
A few people don't need to ask for directions, just go straight to the place where there are many people.
Sure enough, the few of them ran into a disciple of Qian Lanzong within a short distance.
They have all taken the medicine powder of Qian Lanzong, and also took the candidate card of Qian Lanzong. After handing the card to the disciple, the disciple led them to the test place and lined up.
It was a spacious open space, surrounded by the disciples of Qian Lanzong, each disciple was heroic and majestic; in the center of the open space was a tall table with a fist-sized spiritual stone on it.
The children who participated in the election ranged from five to fifteen years old. They lined up and put their hands on the spirit stone. If the spirit stone is gone, it means that the child has a spirit root in his body.
One can cultivate with spiritual roots, and being able to cultivate means having the opportunity to become a fairy.
But not every child with spiritual roots can be selected as a disciple of Qianlanzong, it also depends on the quality.
"Water." Qiao Weiwei said.
Ganoderma lucidum said: "You have been drinking all the way, why do you drink so much?"
"Hungry." Qiao Weiwei said.
Ganoderma lucidum sighed secretly, touched her shriveled stomach, and took out a water bag from the bag. Now that Qiao Weiwei had run out of it, she quickly took out another, "Here."
Qiao Weiwei gulped down most of the drink.
She is probably the youngest child here, and from time to time there are curious eyes looking at her from around. Qiao Weiwei's facial features are very delicate, but she is a little sallow and thin, and she always droops her little head, as if she is not awake. After a couple of glances, I didn't see anything unusual, and my curiosity gradually dissipated.
The number of people in front is decreasing bit by bit.
Seeing that it would be Ganoderma's turn next, there was a sudden commotion behind the crowd.
A certain brother who was supervising the test glanced behind the crowd, then his expression changed, he immediately stopped the test here, straightened his clothes, and stepped out of the crowd.
Everyone turned around in the direction he was walking, and saw that the originally bustling street had been cleared out at some point. On the ancient and wide street, eight disciples of the Qianlan Sect were carrying a delicate and luxurious walker. Come slowly.
The curtain of the step is closed, no one knows who is sitting inside, but this is a place for testing, is it possible that the other party is also here for testing
"She's not here to test."
Beside Qiao Weiwei, a chubby young man in his early teens gnawed on the candied haws in his mouth, and said, "She is the daughter of Daoist Qingshui. She was lost a few years ago and was only found recently. found her."
Qiao Weiwei looked at the fat young man anxiously.
The fat boy noticed that he was being scrutinized, and he glanced back at Xiao Weiwei, showing off, "I don't know who Qing Shui is, right? He's not an ordinary person, he's a fairy!"
Qiao Weiwei stared at his candied haws, drooling.
"That's why his daughter doesn't even need to take the test, she can directly enter the Qianlan sect." The fat young man muttered.
"Let's test it."
The surrounding area of Budun was full of disciples from the Qianlan Sect. The senior brother of the Qianlan Sect did not know what he said to the girl from Budun, and the girl replied to him gently.
That voice was really indescribably melodious, like a gust of wind from the mountain stream, blowing away the hotness in everyone's hearts.
Even the voice is so beautiful, I really don't know how beautiful the appearance is
Everyone looked at Bu Huo, only Qiao Weiwei stared intently at the fat man's candied haws.
The senior brother of Qian Lanzong personally brought the spirit stone over, and handed it to Bu Huo respectfully.
Stepping forward, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl's hand protruded. Her skin was fat, weak and boneless, and her beauty was breathtaking.
The hand was gently placed on the spirit stone.
The Lingshi circulated a strong golden light at an incredible speed.
In the crowd, someone exclaimed: "Tian Lingen! My God! She is actually Tian Lingen!"
Spiritual roots can be divided into many types in terms of functions, such as gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, etc., but they can only be divided into two types in terms of sources: one is cultivated by taking medicine, commonly known as acquired, and the other is innate. .
Tianlinggen is born, and it is rare in thousands of years.
"As expected of the blood of the Immortal..."
"That's right, it's amazing..."
There were bursts of heated discussions among the crowd, until the girl left, the discussion did not subside.
The disciples of the Qianlan Sect changed their minds and failed to find a few good spiritual roots after testing all morning, and all of them started the next test with red faces.
The next one is Ganoderma lucidum.
Ganoderma lucidum was found to have water spirit root.
This is a spiritual root that is almost comparable to the Heavenly Spiritual Root, and it is also rare in thousands of years at the foot of the mountain. Qian Lanzong was almost crazy with joy.
Then came Qiao Weiwei.
Qiao Weiwei is small, pale and thin, and Qian Lanzong didn't think much of her, but since she came with Shuilingen's precious seedling, everyone couldn't help but expect a little more from her.
However, when Qiao Weiwei put her hand on it, Lingshi didn't respond.
Lingzhi's heart immediately turned cold: "How could this happen?"
The senior brother of Qianlanzong said: "It's a pity, but your sister doesn't have spiritual roots."
Lingzhi refused to accept this fact: "She was with me, why did I have it and she didn't?"
The senior brother sighed: "Cultivation is a chance for one person. You have a good chance. Come to Qianlanzong."