"What!? I heard him wrong, he's a piece of shit. ”

"Thanks to Xuanyuan Zi Immortal Master also opening the Infinite Dao Platform for him, this is really the funniest thing I have ever seen. ”

"But isn't it, I thought he would become the most eye-catching person in this Immortal Yuan Meeting because of his unparalleled heart and qualifications. Unexpectedly, the attention is not fake, it is actually in this way. ”

"Alas, this kid, it's a pity that he has such a good heart, and he actually ......"

"I think that Xuanyuan Zi Immortal Master originally took a fancy to him and wanted to take him as an apprentice. You must know that Xuanyuan Zi Immortal Master is one of the sword-wielding elders of Yijian Peak, and he is in charge of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, and his cultivation is unfathomable. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be unqualified, now he can't say that he is the Xuanyuan Immortal Master, and it is impossible for any other sect to accept this Huan Cause. ”

"Why?"

"No fate, no fate, that is, there is no immortal fate, no matter how high his heart is, a year of hard training is equal to one day of cultivation, do you think he still has a chance to become an immortal?"

Huan Yin's test results caused a lot of commotion, and there was a lot of discussion, and they all felt incredible for such results. You must know that if you don't have qualifications, you will be eliminated directly, such qualifications are too poor to be suitable for cultivating immortals, even if other conditions are good, they are useless.

In the distance, Xuanyuanzi's expectant eyes instantly became lost. Even with his characterization of many years of enlightenment, he couldn't help but shake his head.

High up, Yue Qingfeng snorted coldly and laughed quietly: "It's actually a waste, haha." ”

Ye Wuwu was on the side, his hands were clenched tightly, his whole body was trembling, his thin face was bulging, and there seemed to be flames erupting from his eyes, but he didn't have a seizure.

Shen Ling stood on the "Wuyong" platform, constantly looking for Huan Yin's figure on the "Wuyuan" platform, her little face was full of worry.

Huan Yin stood on the "no fate" platform and silently lowered his head. He was so eager to cultivate immortals, and this desire made him rekindle hope in the darkest moment of his life. When he was set as the best in the first level of the test, he was even more enthusiastic. He wants to prove himself, he wants to be an amazing immortal!

However, the blood he had ignited was now extinguished. No fate, no fate, I don't have a fairy fate, and I can't cultivate immortals. He thought of worry-free, thought of Shen Ling, but never raised his head to look at them again. He didn't dare, Wuwu and Shen Ling were both good at cultivating immortals, if they looked at them again, perhaps, they would hesitate and give up cultivating immortals with themselves, which would harm them. He wanted to hide himself, hide in a corner that they couldn't see, and then, as soon as the fairy fate was over, he would leave here silently and never appear in front of them again.

"Hey, look, this is the child named Huan Yin, hey, it's a pity, such a good child, he is actually a person who has no fate with me. Huan Yin found him and whispered about it.

"Stand high, fall hard. This kid has such a good heart, but he has no qualifications, it's really hard for him, I hope he won't think about it. ”

"This is fate, you have to recognize. I thought he was so good, but it turned out that he wasn't the same as us, so let's go home and farm honestly. ”

Huan Yin tightened his fist and released it again. If he is given a chance, he will definitely cultivate immortals, even if he has no qualifications, as long as he has the opportunity, he will definitely be more diligent than others, and he will do better than others, and he believes that diligence can make up for his clumsiness. However, fate really hit him again and again.

The test in the field was still going on, but Huan Yin didn't care anymore. He knew that he had been eliminated. All he had to do was leave as soon as possible, and everything here had nothing to do with him anymore.

In the subsequent tests, there were no more good qualifications. In the end, Wuwu and Yue Qingfeng became the people with the best qualifications this time.

"The following is going to be the entry selection of each sect, please leave the field first if you have no qualifications. "When everyone's test was over, an immortal master climbed onto the high platform of the test qualification and shouted loudly.

When Huan Yin heard this, he lowered his head as if he had been amnestied, and walked off the stage quickly. He didn't want anyone to find himself again, he was going to disappear from here, he didn't want to hear people talk about him anymore.

Many of the immortal masters who were watching looked over here and sighed when Huan Yin walked away.

Wuwu and Shen Ling have been looking for Huan Yin in the crowd without a chance, but there are really too many people who have no chance, and they can't find it. Until the people who had no chance to leave the scene, Wuwu and Shen Ling knew that Huan Yin didn't want to be found by them, so they reluctantly gave up the search.

After Huan Yin left the Immortal Yuan Society, he ran away. He kept running, running a long distance, until he reached the moat outside Yangzhou City, and then stopped.

The wind, blowing, took away a glimmer of hope in his heart. Why is fate so bumpy, and why is God treating him so unfairly.

He's just an eight-year-old kid, how can he face such a series of blows. Huan Yin wanted to give up this life, he was really tired and miserable. When he was in the Huan family, he had to use his young body and mind to face the oppression and blows of life. Later, he met Carefree, his brother, who thought that life could no longer be lonely. Now, fate has taken Sanssono away from him again.

But if he really gives up this life, how can he live up to his father's expectations of him and Sister Jiujiu's dedication to him?

"Child, do you still want to cultivate immortals?" An abrupt voice sounded from behind Huan Yin, and it seemed to be a familiar voice.

Huan Yin was startled, and turned around to see an old man in a golden robe standing behind him, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a childish face, it was the old Taoist Ci Yuan Ling who saved him, Wuwu and Shen Ling in the mountains that day.

"Old fairy. Huan Yin bowed down, I don't know why, he felt an inexplicable kindness in this old Taoist, and finally there were tears that couldn't stop dripping.

Ci Yuanling stepped forward to help Huan Yin, squatted down, and wiped the tears from his face. Huan Yin had such a close contact with the old man for the first time, and there seemed to be an incomprehensible profundity in his kind eyes, and there were tens of millions of years of precipitation contained in it.

"At the age of eight, with a strong heart, I will not give up after many hardships, I am not as good as you. The old man Ci Yuanling arrived gently.

"Old immortal, I can't cultivate immortals. Huan Yin said in frustration.

"What do you think, child?" asked the old man.

"It's hard to find hope. ”

"What about the crippled?"

Huan Yin thought for a moment, but didn't speak.

"You were eliminated by the Immortal Fate Society, but you didn't have a chance to cultivate immortals this time. But has any immortal master said that you can't cultivate immortals without qualifications?"

"However, it is difficult to cultivate immortals without qualifications, and there is no immortal master who takes a fancy to me, how can I cultivate immortals?"

"It is rumored that the Lu Zhen of the Purple Yin Sect was just an endless qualification when he first entered the Dao, and what is his achievement now?"

Huan Yin looked at the old man in disbelief, and the old man replied: "Although qualification is important, it is not the most important factor in cultivating immortals. The avenue is boundless, and it takes a boundless heart to encompass, if there is an obsession with seeking the Tao in the heart, then the fate can be reversed. If the heart is limited, even if the qualifications are extraordinary, they are imprisoned in the heart. ”

"Old fairy, please teach me!" Huan Yin understood the old man's words and bowed down again.

"It's rare that you can understand it at a young age!" the old man nodded and said approvingly.

"You go to the mountains in the east of Yangzhou City, where there is a river named Qingchuan, you go up the river along the west side of the river, and find a black boulder by the river, and there are countless sword marks printed on the stone. Once you've found it, just wait where you are. ”

"What am I waiting for, old fairy? Huan Yin raised his head, but he saw that the old man was still there. Only a sentence came from afar: "Qingchuan Stone in the Qingchuan River, immeasurable infatuation under the immeasurable mountain." ”

Huan Yin bowed to the sky again, then stood up. The old man's words are still in his ears, although his fate is bumpy, there are still people who are worse than him.

The book says: "The edge of the sword comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of the plum blossom comes from the bitter cold." "As long as you don't give up, there is hope.

He straightened his clothes, washed away his tears by the moat, and returned to the city again.

After some inquiry, Huan Yin knew the way to walk the Qingchuan River, ate a few steamed buns, and walked to the mountains.

Qingchuan River, named because of its green and translucent water, is a small river outside the city of Yangzhou, not far from the smallest immortal cultivation sect in Yangzhou. Huan Yin walked out of the East City Gate, all the way to the east, through the narrow fields, and gradually entered the mountains.

After a while, Huan Yin found the Qingchuan River. The clear river water reflected colorful light in the sunlight and sprinkled it on Huan Yin's body. Huan Yin went upriver along the west side of the river as the old man said, and after walking for long, he found the stone.

This black boulder was two people tall, and stood on the edge of the river, much higher than the riverbank, and could be seen from a distance. There are countless grooves and scratches on the boulders, some of which are more than a foot deep, and some of which are shallow and difficult to distinguish.

"This is the sword mark that the old fairy said. Huan Yin touched the marks on the stone and thought in his heart.

Who had done it, especially the scars that were so deep, what might have been called a sword pit, and what a sharp sword could have pierced so deeply.

"Fairy Sword!" Huan Yin suddenly thought.

"The old immortal is guiding me to worship a sword immortal as a teacher!" Thinking of this, Huan Yin couldn't help but get excited. Immediately sat down under a green pine not far from the edge of the stone and waited silently.

One hour, two hours, three hours......

Huan Yin has been waiting silently, from morning to night. After a long time, until night fell, not to mention the sword immortals, not even mortals passed by here. He was sleepy, cold, hungry, shivering, but he held on and did not leave. He wants to cultivate immortals, and these hardships are nothing.

Huan Yin waited quietly like this, he didn't dare to sleep, he was afraid that he would take a nap and the fairy fate slipped away from him. He thought that there would definitely be a sword immortal imperial sword who would fall from the sky and take him as an apprentice.

In this way, Huan Yin did not eat or drink here, and waited motionless for three days and three nights, but no immortals appeared. In the middle of the night on the third day, it rained heavily, and the rain hit Huan Yin's body with a bang, making him shrink into a ball of cold. Gradually, his young body finally couldn't hold on anymore and passed out under the tree.