Chapter 13 Seeking Immortals

From early morning to dusk.

From sunset to sunrise.

The vast and gloomy sky, in the years like a shuttle, time is like a horse, in the passing years of things are not people; the vast and vast earth, countless human races under the majestic sky, like subtle ants, the sunrise and the sun, the interpretation of all kinds of joys and sorrows in the world.

Nowadays, the world is nothing more than an empty cocoon, and everything is living in the hollow wreckage, like rats and ants.

Some people say that there are nine heavens in the sky, there are mountains outside the sky, and there are immortals on the mountains, and some people say that the stars in the sky are all gods and Buddhas, but no one has ever told Qin Mu what immortals are cultivated and what Tao they are enlightened.

The night felt long, long.

The next day, Qin Mu followed behind the tall Mr. Hei and left the courtyard where he had lived for ten years, although before leaving, Li Niang and Yu'er were full of reluctance, but for the sake of cultivation, Qin Mu finally stepped into the carriage that Mr. Hei had prepared outside the courtyard without hesitation.

Mr. Hei took him into an ordinary carriage that had been prepared and parked waiting for them, and took out two sets of old clothes in the carriage and asked Qin Mu to change into the small one.

Then, just like that, with the sound of wheels, this inconspicuous carriage, under Qin Mu's full of worries, easily left Wushan Town in such a most ordinary and ordinary way, and ran all the way to Wangcheng Square.

In addition to finally walking to the long street of Wangcheng, the whole process of escaping from Wushan Town was ordinary and speechless, even Qin Mu was still worried about Li Niang and Yu'er who were still in Wuyuan, as well as the mother who imprisoned Wangcheng, but in the face of this kind of carriage that seemed to be insecure, and it seemed that it would be surrounded and strangled by the soldiers of the City Wangfu who suddenly appeared at any time, Qin Mu's heart was in his throat, and at the same time, he had deep doubts about the cultivation path of this world-famous Wutian Sect.

It's just that the imaginary murderous Wangcheng pursuers with Horcruxes in hand still didn't appear after all, and this ordinary and outrageous way unexpectedly carried these two people to Wangcheng Square safely.

And here, it is also in front of the palace of the king of the city.

After getting out of the carriage, what appeared in front of Qin Mu was a crowded crowd of people. On the Wangcheng Square, there is a sea of people, all of whom are people watching the excitement and sending children.

Qin Mu was silent, looked around, and found that on the high platform, in addition to Shen Liang from Xuanyuan Tower, there were three teenagers, all of whom were tiger-headed and strange.

Offstage, their parents are looking at their children on the stage with extremely eager eyes.

When Qin Mu saw this scene, he felt sad again.

He remembered his father. Tears glistened in his eyes, and they fell hot to the ground, splashing a puff of dust.

Father -

When Mr. Hei saw it, he stepped forward and patted Qin Mu's shoulder, and sighed slightly, his eyes full of pity.

"Little boy, from now on, you will have to live alone, after entering the immortal gate, you must work hard to cultivate, remember, remember-"

Well. The fourteen-year-old boy nodded earnestly. Hurriedly wiped away his tears, said goodbye to Mr. Hei, and walked onto the high platform.

Mr. Hei watched Qin Mu walk up to the high platform, then he looked around, and when he found that there was no guard, he breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately looked at Qin Mu with a kind face.

At this moment, suddenly the clouds fluttered in the sky, and a sword light broke through the sky like lightning, and after the sword light dissipated, a young man in white stood on the ground, his eyes were blazing, exuding an extraordinary temperament.

His expression was cold, his gaze swept over Qin Mu and the other five teenagers, and he said coldly: "The five places in Yunshui City are you?"

"This is the immortal who picks up the new disciple!" Someone in the audience suddenly said loudly, and suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire Wangcheng Square became hot.

At this time, on the high platform, a middle-aged man in a gorgeous robe hurriedly stepped forward, bowed his head, his face was full of respect, and he said in shock: "Shangxian, these five teenagers are the clansmen recommended by Yunshui City. ”

After Cheng Qi finished speaking, his eyes subconsciously glanced at it, and when he suddenly saw that there were five places on the stage, he relieved himself. But when the afterglow swept to Qin Mu, the expression on his face suddenly froze.

Qin Mu also noticed Cheng Qi's strange eyes all of a sudden, and under the gaze of each other, Qin Mu only felt that his body was cold, his heart couldn't stop beating wildly, and his little face was bloodless. looked at Cheng Qi blankly.

Hearing this, the young man in white nodded slightly, and his eyes swept over the five teenagers again, as if to confirm.

Three of the teenagers had a clever look on their faces, their hands on their trousers, respectful, and their eyes fanatical.

Only Shen Liang glanced at the young man casually, and snorted lightly in his nose.

When the white-clothed young man's eyes fell on Qin Mu's body, his brows furrowed, and then he said impatiently, "Who is Qin Mu?"

Cheng Qi showed a look of surprise on his face, so he forced a smile, and hurriedly pulled Qin Mu and said, "Immortal, this is Qin Mu." The son of the three young masters of Wangcheng, he is extremely talented. ”

The young man took a deep look at Qin Mu, his face was slightly softened, he nodded, and said secretly in his heart: "Senior Brother Qin is really talented, no wonder he can be favored by Uncle Yuxu." ”

Cheng Qi looked at Shen Liang and the other three teenagers proudly, and said with a little pride: "These four are also materials that can be made, and I hope that the immortals will be promoted more in the future!" After speaking, he didn't know where to take out a package and secretly stuffed it into the arms of the young man in white.

"This is a three-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and I hope that the Immortal will smile!" Cheng Qi said with a flattering smile.

The young man in white glanced at this bulging thing, and laughed softly: "Three hundred years?

After speaking, the young man frowned, but soon relaxed, glanced at Cheng Qi with a smile, rolled up his sleeves, and took the five teenagers to turn into Changhong, and disappeared on the high platform in an instant.

On the square, all the people looked up at the sky, and Mr. Hei muttered to himself in the crowd: "Qin Mu, you must cultivate Dacheng!"

In the chaos, Qin Mu felt that his body was light, and the violent wind blew his face painfully, and when he looked closely, he was immediately shocked to find that he was actually caught under the armpit by the young man in white, and he was moving quickly in the air, and the city on the ground turned into a black dot the size of a palm, moving backwards quickly.

In just a few moments, his eyes were already red from the wind, and tears were pouring down his face.

He had never felt so clearly that he had broken off from the old years.

And the future is also confused.

I don't know how long it has been, but the young man in white has already led them into a shadow. In the shadows, Qin Mu gritted his teeth, forcibly endured the pain on his face and the whirling worry and fear in his heart, only to feel that the future was just like the glow of heaven and earth at this moment, boundless, dazed and overwhelmed, and the treacherous air made people cold all over.

And the only thing that could bring him some warmth was that in the palm of his hand, there was a small cloth sac, which contained a Wanling grass, although this pillar of Wanling grass was already bloodstained, but it was stained with his father's blood.

Qin Mu touched the Wanling Grass with his hand, as if it still carried the warmth of his father's palm, and the breath of his mother who was even more distant and even only existed in his imagination.

"You five don't want to be blind, just close your eyes. Suddenly, the young man's cold voice came. Qin Mu's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly closed his eyes, not daring to look at it again, and his heart was even more yearning for cultivation.

It didn't take long, Qin Mu could feel that the young man's breath was slightly slow, and the speed had also decreased significantly, and then his eyes flickered, and the young man fell quickly, and at the moment he landed, the young man let go of his arm, and the five teenagers fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the force of the fall was not heavy, and the five teenagers hurriedly got up, and what appeared in front of Qin Mu was a fairyland like a paradise, with green mountains and green waters, birds and flowers.

Directly ahead, a towering jade peak like clouds, a thousand rocks show, clouds and mist, can not see the details clearly, from time to time in the sky there are all kinds of spirit beasts chirping, flying magic weapon swaying light, more brilliant than meteors. A twisted stone path to the sky, climbing up from the bottom of the mountain, is like a fairyland in the painting, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and a sense of isolation arises spontaneously.

Looking up from afar, on the top of the mountain peak, there is a majestic hall, although it is covered by clouds and mist, but bursts of colorful light flicker, which makes people can't help but rise a sense of worship at a glance.

Next to the main hall, a jade bridge appeared out of thin air, extending between the clouds and mist, connecting with another main hall.

Such a blessed land is naturally where the mountain gate of Wutianzong is located.

Wutianzong is one of the few martial cultivation sects in Central Continent, hundreds of years ago was once the leader of the major sects of the Martial Spirit Continent, with several primordial old monsters who have already broken through the bottleneck of the Martial Sect and entered the Martial Saint Ninefold Realm, the scenery is infinite, but unfortunately, with the passage of time, many cultivators are only satisfied with the status quo, coupled with the fact that there have been several changes in the middle, to this day, the former Cangtian Great Sect has cowered to the point where they can only gain a foothold in the cultivation realm.

But despite this, Wu Tianzong is still in the forefront of the martial arts cultivation realm. For those casual cultivators, it is still out of reach.

In the Martial Soul Continent and the major cities in the Central Continent, martial cultivators pay attention to self-cultivation and qi cultivation, while in these mountain realms, martial cultivators focus on cultivating qi and cultivating souls. Although the two have a great relationship, their strength is worlds apart.

The method of the white-clothed young man flying through the clouds and fog just now, mainland cultivators cannot cultivate, and only by entering the sect to practice can they cultivate this method. This method has already broken through the realm of martial souls out of the body, how can it be done by these ordinary people.

Qin Mu was also stunned for a long time for the scene in front of him, and it took a long time to come to his senses, and when he was immersed in this fairyland, the anxiety in his heart was also alleviated.

At this time, in the distant sky, several more Changhong sword lights came, and after each sword light dissipated, the disciples of Wu Tianzong would appear from a cloud of smoke, and behind them were dozens of fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers.

These teenagers were both male and female, and they were probably new disciples selected from other towns and villages in Middle-earth.

A group of teenagers and girls were all shocked by the scenery in front of them at the moment of falling, and they stared at the fairyland in front of them one by one, with different expressions on their faces.

"Brother Pastor, are these five teenagers from Yunshui City?" A middle-aged man dressed in black, with a trace of immortal wind and bones, soared from the mountain peak.

With a hint of respect on his face, the young man said, "Third Senior Brother, these five teenagers are the children of Yunshui City. ”

The middle-aged man swept his gaze, focused on Qin Mu's body for a few moments, and then smiled at the white-clothed young man: "Senior Uncle Cangfeng knows that you have reached the critical period of cultivation, so let me conduct this martial soul test, you go and rest first." ”

When the young man heard this, he bowed his head and thanked him, and then his figure flashed, turning into a cloud of green smoke, and disappeared in an instant along the Qingfeng stone path.

The disciples of the Martial Heaven Sect who brought these young men and girls here stood not far away, and they talked to each other and looked at these teenagers.

After waiting for a while, and finally until all the new disciples had arrived, the middle-aged man in black glanced at the crowd and said without emotion: "There are many people coming, but only a few of you can cultivate as martial spirit powerhouses. ”

The young men were shocked, Qin Mu was even more apprehensive in his heart, he roughly counted, there were a total of fifty people in the test.

"Alright, let's go into the mountain now, and you will follow. Don't run around, if you are eaten by some mountain guarding spirit beast, this door is not responsible. After the man in black finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and walked towards the mountain, and the disciples followed closely behind.