When Zhao Changsheng followed the village chief out, the gongs and drums at the entrance of the village had been sounding for a long time.

"Immortal! Go ahead. ”

The village chief looked up at the sky, the time was already early, and any later time would not be able to keep up with the time of the sacrifice, and then the whole village would be punished by the immortals.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Changsheng didn't say anything, and silently glanced back in the direction of home.

Zhao Xueying didn't know when to follow him, silently watching Zhao Changsheng who was about to leave.

"Worship the river god~"

As the village chief shouted, the huge sacrificial procession began to move slowly.

"Brother!"

Zhao Xueying shouted heartbreakingly, and then ran towards the team that was about to leave.

Zhao Laosan, who was standing on the side of the road, quickly stopped Zhao Xueying.

"You don't want to die, this sacrificial ceremony will be watched by the immortals, once you set off, you can't stop, if you rush up, it will cause the immortals to be angry, and Qingshan Village will be destroyed."

"Let go of me, I'm going to find my brother."

Zhao Xueying struggled desperately.

Seeing the sacrificial procession go farther and farther, a streamer of light fell from the sky, interrupting the progress of the procession.

In an instant, the hearts of the entire Qingshan Village were terrified, and they were extremely panicked.

The village chief immediately led everyone to greet and bow down.

"Little Lao'er has seen immortals!"

"Get up!"

A cold voice sounded, and the person who came was actually the immortal cultivator who appeared in the Bison Valley.

"Dare to ask the Immortal Chief, what is the matter?"

The village chief's back was wet with cold sweat, and he thought to himself that he hadn't missed the time, why was he stopped?

Could it be that someone in the village has done something to offend this immortal chief?

"There is no need to be afraid, this seat is Ling Shuangyun, the peak master of the Jackdaw Valley Sparrow Peak, who is here to collect disciples."

Ling Shuangyun's cold face pulled out a smile that she thought was very kind.

Hearing this, the entire Qingshan Village was boiling.

Everyone looked at Ling Shuangyun in disbelief, they didn't expect this kind of good thing to fall on them.

The villagers, who were standing on both sides like wooden stakes just now, hurried home to pull their children over.

If he can be selected to enter the Immortal Gate, it will be a great thing for the Glory Sect to honor the ancestors.

Not to mention your own home, the whole village will follow.

"Thank you Immortal for your mercy!"

The village chief was so excited that tears were about to flow out, and he knelt on the ground and bowed three times and nine times.

How many years have passed, and it is finally their turn in Qingshan Village.

"You and all the children under the age of fifteen in the village are gathered here and wait for me to check their qualifications."

Ling Shuangyun frowned, she was different from those arrogant people, she had never liked this kind of mundane etiquette, she was capable and never dragged her feet.

Although the life span of immortal cultivators will increase significantly, the time of immortal cultivators is also extremely precious, except for those wastes who know that they have no hope of rising, how can anyone else have time to waste on these false rites.

Zhao Changsheng, who was in the crowd, was first overjoyed when he saw Ling Shuangyun who suddenly arrived, and then his eyes dimmed, and he quietly stood behind everyone.

If the spirit bones are still there, I can still fight for it, but now I must be out of play.

There weren't many families in the village, and a dozen school-age children stood in front of Ling Shuangyun, waiting to meet their fate with a look of anticipation.

As one child after another was found to be unqualified, everyone's hearts sank to the bottom.

This kind of good thing may not happen once in a few lifetimes, and if no one in the village is chosen this time, there may not be any immortals in their small mountain village for hundreds of years to come.

The hope that had just risen turned into endless disappointment in an instant.

The village was eerily quiet, and the sound of falling snowflakes could be heard clearly.

A touch of disappointment also appeared on Ling Shuangyun's face, last night he clearly sensed that the aura was indeed erupting from here, how could it not be!

At this moment, because of being in the ice and snow for a long time, Zhao Xueying's cold disease broke out here.

A powerful cold wave swept through the crowd, making everyone shiver.

Zhao Changsheng's face was anxious, and he rushed towards Zhao Xueying's position.

But there is someone faster than him, and that is Ling Shuangyun.

I saw her hugging Zhao Xueying with a happy face, the aura in her palm was vibrant, and the cold wave was instantly pressed back into Zhao Xueying's body.

"Sure enough, it is the body of the heavenly yin and cold, with the situation of this cold outbreak, fortunately you met this seat, otherwise you will not live for half a month, you are willing to worship this seat as a teacher!"

Although Ling Shuangyun was asking what Zhao Xueying meant, her words were full of undoubtedness.

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm going to be with my brother."

Zhao Xueying refused without thinking about it.

"This is a good thing to climb to the sky, how can you refuse it like this?"

"The fairy child is not sensible, don't worry about her."

"The daughter of the Zhao family is so blessed! How many lifetimes of good fortune can be valued by the immortals, how can they be so ignorant! ”

“……”

The surrounding villagers persuaded Zhao Xueying one after another, they might not be able to wait for ten lifetimes for such a good thing, seeing Zhao Xueying's refusal of Ling Shuangyun, everyone was anxious.

"I just want to be with my brother!"

"I, where, in, all, no, go!"