Chapter 7 Preliminary Examination
But anyone with some qualifications, as long as they can enter this first gate, it is equivalent to stepping into the immortal gate with one foot.
The rest is up to luck.
I don't know if she is considered lucky, and she met two enthusiastic people.
The two enthusiastic eldest brothers sat down for a while and then got up to say goodbye, "Sister, remember to go on time tomorrow, and we won't disturb you to rest." β
"Thank you, big brothers. Qingchen bowed to the two.
After the two left, she closed the door and sat in contemplation.
The sudden kindness of these two people inevitably made her suspicious. It's not her villain's heart that is a gentleman's belly, and the dark insiders she encountered in the past abound.
No one dares to guarantee whether they are really kind or have a purpose, and the fact that she does not confide in her true green jade is also a means to protect herself.
Before that, if she can be shortlisted for the Hundred Immortals Conference with her own strength, and then use the killer weapon at a critical moment, she will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.
But then again, how exactly do they wait and see?
"It's actually quite simple. Don't pretend to be a pose, how it is on weekdays. The superior has its own rules and selection criteria. β
Qingchen stood at the edge of the line of dozens of people, listening to the bearded uncle at the front explaining in his voice.
After hearing this, some people didn't think so, some tied their hands and feet, some walked to the stone platform of the corridor to pick up books and read them by themselves, and some friends invited each other to practice......
In short, there are all kinds of things, each with its own magical powers.
The crowd had already dispersed, and the hour had long since passed, and none of the viewing windows had been opened.
Qingchen waited for a cup of tea, confirmed that no window sash was opened, and then walked to the side to ponder.
I don't know how long it took, but the people in the compound couldn't sit still anymore and gathered to look up.
"What time is it?"
"It's more than halfway through. β
"Why don't you see the fairy door open the window sash?"
"It's not that I'm too bad, they don't want to ......"
"What nonsense?" the man who told the truth was cut off by the crowd before he could finish speaking.
The man touched his nose, for fear of provoking a punch, and hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd.
"Are they here?"
"Qingyun, Cangshan, and Sanjiang, which of the three immortal gates won't come back? I'm afraid it's not someone I don't like yet, right?"
"It's not that I pick a daughter-in-law and I don't like it. One of them scoffed.
The man near him kindly reminded him, "It's your first time to participate in the Hundred Immortals Conference, right? Speak quietly, they can hear you." β
"Can you hear me?" the man looked around suspiciously, the rooftops, the corners, and everywhere he could hide.
No one!
He couldn't believe they could hear him from so far away.
The kind man shook his head and quickly left the man's range, as if he were afraid that he would be implicated.
Qingchen was still watching from the sidelines. She was also very curious, but she preferred to be a fisherman.
The kind man swam around like a fish in the crowd. From time to time I listened to what this man had to say, and after interjecting a few words with the others, I went away again.
There are a lot of people, and no one knows anyone. No one noticed that this kind man was weird. It wasn't until this kind-hearted man seemed to be unpopular and was excluded that he walked out of the crowd and saw the lonely green dust.
The kind man looked left and right for a while, and then walked to Qingchen's side and squatted like her.
"What kind of exercises are you practicing, girl?"
"It's just that my feet are sore. β
The kind-hearted man was slightly surprised, then smiled, and said, "Why didn't the girl join them?"
Qingchen turned his head to look at the man, with a baby face, big eyes, a young appearance, and an uncle of actual age.
"What's the use of being together? Since they can see it, what's the difference between squatting and huddled together? Besides, they're so good, if you really want to choose me, they can see it even if you're squatting. β
The kind uncle blinked, as if he agreed with her words, "What the girl said makes sense. Since the girl is very thoughtful, can you do me a favor?"
"It's okay to help, it's within my means. β
"Yes, it's a question that has tormented me for a long time. β
Qingchen pondered for a moment, and said in his heart, why did this person ask her a good question? Could it be......
"Please. β
"Why is wine sometimes sweet and sometimes bitter?"
"Bitter wine hurts in the throat. Qingchen looked at the kind uncle and said, "Most people who drink alcohol are not happy because they are happy, so they are sometimes bitter and sometimes sweet." β
"Why?"
"Because there is too much suffering in life. β
This sentence originated from Qingchen's heart.
The kind uncle didn't say anything for a long time, and after a while, he raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, and said, "There will be a day when the bitterness will come to an end." β
"Yes, I believe it!" Qingchen responded to him with a smile.
After squatting for too long, her legs were a little numb, and when Qingchen was about to get up, the kind uncle mentioned her, and sighed in a dissatisfied tone, "This waist needs to be practiced." β
What does her numb legs have to do with her waist?
Qingchen's mind flashed, and then he went to see the kind uncle, and there was no trace of him around him. Isn't it true that people in this fairy world like to float around?
As she muttered, she suddenly remembered that there was no such uncle among the people who came here to line up at that time. Judging from his behavior, he is very likely to be one of the three major immortal sects?
If it all appears in this way, then this selection criterion is too arbitrary.
Is it casual?
Feng Wuwei didn't feel casual at all, and he didn't agree with those stinky old men who said that he had surrendered his identity.
Who hasn't cultivated as a disciple since childhood? He stinks in front of his disciples every day, and now he actually stinks to show him?
Don't let him go to him, it's good to be angry with these old ghosts!
He originally intended to be angry with those old-fashioned people, but he didn't expect to meet someone who suited his heart.
Althoughβit's a girl.
I hope that when I bring it back, my brother won't be angry, hahaha~
Feng Wuwei smiled wantonly and brightly, and his fingertips nodded at the disciple's thin, and the name was encircled by Yunfu.
Disciple Bo has a tie in each immortal sect, and the name of the immortal gate circle will be displayed on the other disciple books at the same time.
Qingchen?
The head of Cangshan stared at the name of Yunfu with triangular eyes, and asked the person behind him, "Where did this person come from?"
The head of the main disciple behind him drooped almost to his knees, "She, she...... It's the one who the head wants to investigate. β
"What? The woman with the true jade in her hand?"
"Yes, yes......"
"Bastard, why don't you report it?" Cangshan's face was slightly purple.
"Forgive your sins, Master, you were ...... when I reported to you earlier"
The main disciple did not dare to speak out. The head of Cangshan remembered it, and his face turned the color of pig liver when he landed.
"That's it, he was preempted by Crazy Wuwei again, but his Qingyun Immortal Sect has confiscated female disciples in the past few hundred years, and whether he can enter or not depends on the later drama. β
"What do you mean?"
The head of Cangshan nodded, as usual, if you can use it, if you can't use it, do it according to the rules.
"Disciple understands! Disciple retires!" the principal disciple bowed and quickly exited the room.
He walked a little faster, stopped in the corner of the house to slow down, a gust of wind passed, the cold on his back seeped into the skin, he raised his hand and touched it, it turned out that his back was already cold sweat.