The weather is sunny today and the air is very fresh. It is a good day to go out.
The bright sun shines in all directions, bringing vitality to the heaven and earth. Flowers, plants, trees, and all creatures in the world are all born with light.
A group of people walked on the land, enjoying the sunshine.
"Swipe!"
From time to time, there were sounds of breaking through the sky, and silhouettes passed over their heads again and again. The group of people couldn't help but look at the people flying in the sky with envy.
Weiwei looked up at the sky and thought to herself, "Is this an immortal?"
A mortal dies at the age of a hundred, and a mere lifetime is just a moment of immortality. Even the change of dynasties in the mortal world is not as good as a single meditation practice of an immortal.
Hundreds of years of mortal life passed by in an instant.
Time is short and years are ruthless.
Even if a mortal's life is wonderful, so what?
Weiwei has already had a little understanding of the world of immortality through those ancient historical legends and heroes.
She does not seek fame or fortune in the world, her heart has long belonged to cultivating immortals.
Even if the world of immortals is cruel and ruthless, I still yearn for it!
She wants to become a fairy!
This is Weiwei’s belief!
Qiu Xian asked, this ambition is unswerving!
Although Li Weiwei has not embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, she has already been mentally prepared.
Today is the day for the Xiuxian Sect to recruit disciples.
Thinking of this, Weiwei secretly clenched her fists.
Seeing the rainbow lights flying by one after another in the sky, Weiwei looked away. She was looking forward to the next trip to the Cave Heaven and Paradise.
"Okay, stop looking, you will take part in the sect test soon, so prepare well," an old man said.
"Grandpa, village chief, is this an immortal?" a young man asked.
"Yes, this is a person who cultivates immortality. If you have the opportunity to set foot in the world of cultivation in the future, remember to be careful and do not hurt innocent people. People who cultivate immortality pay more attention to cause and effect," the village chief reminded.
He looked at the boys and girls in front of him and asked with serious words.
"I wonder how many people will be destined to be immortal this year?" The village chief led these people step by step toward the destination. He noticed the expectant looks in the eyes of the young people, and sighed slowly in his heart.
The Eastern Wasteland is so vast that mortals have no idea of its borders. In fact, most mortals have never even left their own country. Like me, as the head of Lijia Village, I visited surrounding countries when I was young and was already famous far and wide.
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Everyone in the radius of thousands of miles knows that such a person exists.
And my own country, the Yan Kingdom, is just a small country, located in a corner of the Eastern Wilderness, unknown to the world.
A small country like the Yan State has six cave heavens and blessed lands, which govern the practice of cultivation.
As for the entire Eastern Wasteland, there are countless cultivation sects.
However, even so, most people are still unable to set foot on the immortal path every year. Therefore, the village chief feels a sense of pity for these young people who have been looking forward to it.
There is a constant flow of people and horses on the spacious pipeline. Since today is the day when the Immortal Sect recruits disciples, the road that usually does not have a lot of traffic is particularly busy today.
Weiwei watched carriages passing by her eyes, some were luxurious or ordinary. Moreover, as she got closer and closer to the fairy gate, she found that the people here became more and more strange.
Judging from his dressing style, he doesn't look like someone from the surrounding villages and towns.
Moreover, some strange beasts also appeared here. In just a moment, Weiwei had already seen two people riding beasts. The closer she got, the more curious she became, what is the world of cultivating immortals like?
Weiwei thought in her mind.
She has now arrived at the place where the Immortal Sect recruits disciples. She feels so cool when she sees those immortals flying in the air.
"Get out of the way...!"
An urgent and broken roar came from above, and the next moment, a divine light from the sky was seen falling downwards at an extremely fast speed.
Weiwei saw that this person was much faster than others and sighed: "It's so fast!"
"boom!"
A huge sound sounded, and the divine rainbow hit the ground, bringing up bursts of smoke and dust. Weiwei witnessed this scene and envied: "Is this the power of an immortal cultivator? It is so destructive."
A deep pit of more than three meters was dug out. In the pit, a young man stood up slowly. He looked around and immediately saw Weiwei.
"Didn't I ask you to get out of the way?" the young man said.
"Really? I didn't hear clearly. Are you a cultivator? Your power is stronger than the big wild boar our village caught last time?" Weiwei asked curiously.
The young man was speechless. Seeing the serious look on her face, she seemed to really compare him with a wild boar, and felt very confused.
He didn't really want to argue with the little girl, so he just groaned, turned around and left.
"Are all immortals so arrogant?" Weiwei asked doubtfully.
When the young man heard this, his footsteps did not stop, but accelerated.
"Brother, senior brother, don't leave, pay the fine for flying violations," someone shouted from behind.
The young man's footsteps stagnated and he had no choice but to stop. He quickly paid a fine and left quickly. He seemed to hear the laughter of the little girl behind him.
Weiwei smiled, "It turns out that immortals are so interesting. If you break the rules, you will have to pay a fine. It seems that after I practice, I won't be able to fly freely."
"Weiwei, remember to keep a low profile and don't joke with the immortals," the village chief said in a low voice.
"Understood," Weiwei nodded.
She has had a hard life since she was a child. Her parents are no longer alive. Thanks to the village chief, she is able to live until now. Therefore, she has always taken the village chief's words to heart.
"Do you still remember the practice principles I told you?" the village chief lowered his head and asked.
"Be a low-key person, do things in a low-key manner, concentrate on practice, and don't ask about anything else," Weiwei leaned close to the village chief's ear and repeated in a low voice.
When the village chief heard this, he looked a little kinder. He had always had a lot of preference for Weiwei, and the village chief was confident that Weiwei would definitely be able to practice.
"Just remember, you have always been smart, and I can't teach you anything. If you join the Immortal Sect, everything is up to you," the village chief said sadly.
He patted Weiwei on the shoulder with a complicated expression.
Weiwei, a child, has had a hard life since she was a child. Her parents have disappeared. If he hadn't picked her up in the ice and snow, I'm afraid she would have died in this world long ago.
Even so, she had been bullied a lot since she was a child. Fortunately, everything has passed. Weiwei Bingxue is smart and will surely shine in the cultivation sect.
Weiwei also looked at the village chief. She noticed the look in the village chief's eyes and didn't say anything, just nodded heavily.
"Brother," a voice came. Weiwei turned around and saw a young man walking towards here.
"It's...it's you, Erzhuang," the village chief said in disbelief.
"Yes, it's me," the young man nodded and said.
"I didn't expect that you have become younger again. You didn't look like this last time," the village chief sighed.
"My cultivation has improved a bit," the young man replied.
The two were chatting passionately. This time they suddenly met, and a lot of words kept pouring out.
Weiwei listened on the sidelines. After a brief understanding, Weiwei knew that this young man was the village chief's cousin. Back then, he and the village chief participated in the selection of the Immortal Sect. He passed and joined the Immortal Sect.
The first time we met was thirty years ago.
According to what the young man said, he was in retreat before, so he did not correspond with the village chief.
After not seeing each other for so many years, the village chief thought that his cousin had already forgotten him, and he didn't expect to see him again today.
"Boom!"
A dull bell rang, indicating that the Immortal Sect's recruitment of disciples has officially begun!