Under an old willow tree, a broken stone tablet blends with willow roots.

The stele has been weathered, and a "nine" character is vaguely seen on it. According to the old people in the village, this stele was there when they were young, and the stele was also there when the old man's grandfather was a child, in short, this stele has existed for a long, long time.

The breeze blew the willows, and a little fat man, with a sackcloth wrapped around his head, and a cane, appeared beside the stele with blank eyes. He sat down with difficulty, holding the stele in one hand.

After a while, an old man sat down next to the little fat man, and he patted the little fat man on the head and looked at him kindly.

"Mengsheng, I haven't seen you for the past few days, is it that I didn't get noticed by the immortals a few days ago, and I was unhappy?"

The little fat man named Mengsheng, his full name is Chen Mengsheng. According to his mother, she had a bizarre dream to conceive him, so she named him Mengsheng.

Hearing the old man's words, Chen Mengsheng suddenly became lost, his fists clenched unconsciously, and he remembered the scene a few days ago.

A few days ago, the calm small mountain village exploded all at once, it is said that Zhang Xiaohu's family came to the immortals, and all the villagers admired it, and Chen Mengsheng also followed to see the excitement.

went to Zhang Xiaohu's house, a middle-aged man with a ruddy complexion, looking at everyone with a smile on his face. They all said that this middle-aged man was an immortal of the Golden Beast Sect, and the Golden Beast Sect was still a big sect of the Immortal Family.

This is the legendary immortal? Some people are a little puzzled, seeing these doubtful eyes, the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth rose, he stretched out his palm, exhaled, a flame appeared out of thin air, he shook his hand, the flame floated towards a small tree next to him, bang, the small tree was stopped and blown off.

The villagers were frightened and immediately bowed down, shouting: "The immortals spare their lives".

Chen Mengsheng was also shocked by this hand, and stood there stunned, staring straight at the broken tree.

The immortal smiled and beckoned the villagers to get up, saying that he had no ill intentions, just to show some immortal skills, and he came here to find people with immortal fate and let them cultivate immortals.

Everyone is confused, in this small mountain village, everyone has only heard of the existence of immortals, but they have never seen it, they all think it is a legend, now they see the legendary immortals, what else do you choose to have a fairy fate, what is this fairy fate?

Soon, the immortals explained it to everyone.

"If you want to be an immortal, you must have a spiritual root. Only with a spiritual root can you be an immortal, but most people don't have a spiritual root, and most of the people who have a spiritual root are also miscellaneous spiritual roots, and miscellaneous spiritual roots are also called waste spiritual roots, which are difficult to cultivate. ”

"Then how do you see if there is a spiritual root?" someone asked boldly.

"Hehe, you will know later, where the village chief is, go and gather all the children in the village, I will test whether they have spiritual roots. ”

In fact, there is no need to gather, everyone has heard the news, and almost all the children in the village have arrived here. Soon, more than thirty children were gathered.

"Xiaohu, come over and show them. ”

A sturdy child walked out from behind the middle-aged man, and he glanced at Chen Mengsheng proudly.

With a wave of the middle-aged hand, a jade-white stone appeared out of thin air, and this hand suppressed everyone again. He asked Zhang Xiaohu to put his hand up, and a miraculous thing happened, only to see three rays of light gradually appear on the jade white stone. The middle-aged man nodded, Zhang Xiaohu took his hand away, and the light gradually disappeared.

"See? This is the Spiritual Root. If there is a spiritual root in the body, this spiritual stone will be made to glow, and the other children will come over one by one to accept the spiritual root test. ”

Chen Mengsheng watched from the back of the team, and a tiger-headed child walked up. He put his hand on the jade-white stone, and after a few breaths, the stone didn't move at all.

The immortal said lightly: "There is no immortal fate, the next one." ”

It turned out that this was the case, Chen Mengsheng nodded secretly in his heart, and he didn't know if he had a fairy fate.

More and more children went up, seven or eight in a row, and none of them made the stone shine again, until a thin child went up, and the stone was bright again.

One, two, three, four, Chen Mengsheng silently counted the light in his heart.

"Four?"

"I didn't expect to take off so much, there were four rays of light!"

The villagers were shocked and began to discuss.

Hearing the shocked voices of the villagers, Zhang Xiaohu sneered, and the corners of his mouth showed disdain.

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "This light is not the more the better, this kid lights up four rays, which means that it is a four-attribute spiritual root, and it is also a waste spiritual root, which is difficult to cultivate, but it can be stronger than a five-attribute spiritual root, but it is still useless." ”

Hearing this, the originally happy child suddenly became lost, and the crowd quieted down.

A few more children walked up, but the stone did not shine, until a girl walked up, and the stone lit up again with three rays of light, and the middle-aged man looked at the girl with satisfaction.

Soon arrived at Chen Mengsheng's place, and he stepped forward with a worried face. Zhang Xiaohu was beside the middle-aged man, and he looked at Chen Mengsheng and seemed to be a little nervous.

Chen Mengsheng put his hand on the jade white stone, a cold touch came, and then he felt a suction, and then looked at the jade white stone, one after another light lit up, there were five of them.

Seeing this result, Zhang Xiaohu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smug smile: "Hahaha, waste spirit root, can't cultivate." ”

The middle-aged man glanced at it lightly, "Five Elements Spiritual Root, no immortal fate, you can't be an immortal, the next one." ”

Chen Mengsheng's heart seemed to have been hit hard, hoping that he had a spiritual root, but what kind of five elements spiritual root, it was a waste spiritual root, and he couldn't cultivate at all, so why should he give himself a spiritual root? This gives hope and makes people despair, which makes people even more painful.

He gritted his teeth and said heavily, "Immortal, the Five Elements Spirit Root really can't be cultivated?"

"Hehe, cultivation can be cultivated, as long as there is a spiritual root, you can cultivate, but the cultivation of the five elements spiritual root is very difficult, it is difficult to be effective, and it may not be able to get started for decades, I advise you to put out this thought. ”

"I don't believe it! Since you can't cultivate, why does this spiritual root exist?"

"If you can't cultivate, you can't cultivate, don't make noise, the next one. The middle-aged tone was a little impatient.

Chen Mengsheng walked to the side with a lost face, and Zhang Xiaohu behind him looked proud.

"Chen Mengsheng, aren't you usually very angry? What, it's wilting now?"

Chen Mengsheng didn't care about Zhang Xiaohu's cynicism, he just buried his head and walked forward.

Seeing that Chen Mengsheng ignored him, Zhang Xiaohu ran in front of him and sneered triumphantly: "Hahaha, five spirit roots, miscellaneous spirit roots, waste spirit roots." ”

Chen Mengsheng's anger came up suddenly, he didn't care whether Zhang Xiaohu's relatives were immortals or not, and in front of the middle-aged, he directly smashed Zhang Xiaohu's face with a punch. Zhang Xiaohu was a little stunned by this punch, came back to his senses, and hit back with a heavier punch, and the two tore together.

Don't look at Zhang Xiaohu's strong body, but he can't get good fruits to eat in Chen Mengsheng's hands, the two have a dislike and often fight. Chen Mengsheng has a smart mind and ranks among the best in private school, Zhang Xiaohu is not good at studying, and is often scolded by the teacher of the private school, so he sees Chen Mengsheng as unpleasant and often bullies Chen Mengsheng. But Chen Mengsheng has a kind of madness, even if he can't beat it, he has to endure the pain and bite Zhang Xiaohu twice.

This time, Chen Mengsheng originally had an evil fire in his heart, Zhang Xiaohu kept provoking him, he was even crazier when he fought, he didn't hide, let Zhang Xiaohu punch and punch him in the face, he waved his fists wildly, and went crazy to hammer back.

Zhang Xiaohu felt that Chen Mengsheng was crazy, this kid didn't want to play life, he was scared, and shouted not far away: "Third uncle, save me." ”

The middle-aged man's face was ugly, he shook his hand casually, and the two separated at once, Chen Mengsheng seemed to be swept by the wind, shook his body in the air, crashed into a wall, and fell down heavily.

"Mengsheng!" his mother was shocked, crying and hugging Chen Mengsheng.

The corners of Chen Mengsheng's mouth were bleeding, he was uncomfortable, and his bones seemed to be misplaced.

"Foolish dreams, this is a lesson for you. The middle-aged man said lightly.

The people around were quiet, only Chen Mengsheng's coughing up blood and his mother's crying.

After cultivating for many days, he was able to walk on the ground, and at this moment he came out to relax and sat on the stone tablet.

"Hmph, who said that the miscellaneous spirit root can't be an immortal, I must be an immortal in the future. ”

"Good, good, ambitious. ”

"Cut, what kind of immortal can you be, a person who has been tested to have a waste spirit root, and you still say that when you are an immortal, don't you have a long memory after a beating?" a disdainful voice came.

Hearing this voice, Chen Mengsheng's fists clenched unconsciously, and his body trembled slightly.

"It turned out to be Xiaohu, and he will be a great immortal in the future. ”

"Yes, since I was a child, I have seen that this child is not an ordinary person, and it is indeed the life of an immortal. ”

"Xiaohu, you will become an immortal in the future, but don't forget my family's kindness to you. ”

"Xiaohu, my Yu'er has taken a fancy to you, and you will have to come back often in the future. ”

All kinds of compliments kept reaching Xiaohu's ears and Chen Mengsheng's ears, and his fists clenched even tighter. When he came to the stone stele, he wanted to avoid Zhang Xiaohu, but he didn't expect Zhang Xiaohu to laugh at him when he left, and he passed by here to see his jokes again.

At this time, many people gathered, and they were all congratulating Zhang Xiaohu and the other girl who had a fairy fate. The girl was slim and a little shy standing in the crowd. She watched Zhang Xiaohu walk up to Chen Mengsheng, she wanted to stop Zhang Xiaohu, her lips moved but she finally chose to be silent.

Her family and Chen Mengsheng are neighbors, and the two grew up together since childhood, and they are childhood sweethearts. When the two were six years old, they also agreed to get married when they grew up. Everything was beautiful, but that changed just a few days ago. She was chosen as an "immortal", and Chen Mengsheng obviously felt that her attitude towards herself had changed, and she began to avoid him.

Although Chen Mengsheng is young, he is no longer an ignorant child, and from the attitude of the villagers towards the immortal, he knows that the two are not in the same world anymore. From then on, she was an immortal, and he could only take over his father's burden and become an out-and-out farmer.

Ever since she and Zhang Xiaohu were selected as "immortals", the villagers have been congratulating and currying favor with them. It turned out that when the villagers saw Chen Mengsheng, they all praised him for being smart and sensible, but now no one is looking at him, and the prodigy in their eyes can't even compare to Zhang Xiaohu, who specializes in causing trouble, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to become an "immortal".

A few days ago, I watched Zhang Xiaohu beat him hard, but no one came forward, and then he exaggerated Xiaohu's bravery.

"Hahaha, Chen Mengsheng, I'm leaving, I'm going to be an immortal. In the future, if you tell others, you will say that Zhang Xiaohu Immortal bullied you at the beginning, how much others envy you!" Zhang Xiaohu was surrounded by the villagers and mocked proudly.

"Yes, yes, if I had been bullied by the immortals, I would have woken up laughing in my dreams. ”

"By the way, when I become an immortal, I will marry Lin Ziying, and then we will be Taoist couples, you must come." Hey, no, all the people who come then are immortals, and you are not qualified to come at all. Alas, alas, you can't come. Zhang Xiaohu's face was sad and seemed to be distressed.

"Xiaohu, my Xiaoyu is waiting for you, haven't you always liked her?" said a woman hurriedly. Zhang Xiaohu squinted at the woman and looked at Chen Mengsheng proudly.

There was a sound of patting horses' ass, and Chen Mengsheng's nails were stuck in the flesh without even knowing. He gritted his teeth and didn't speak, all he had in his eyes was the arrogant face and a girl with a complicated complexion.

"Hahaha......" Zhang Xiaohu laughed, and the group surrounded him and left the village.

"Zhang Xiaohu, you wait, my Chen Mengsheng can't be an immortal oath!"

Next to the stele, the young man roared, his fists clenched, his body trembling with excitement.

Everyone was stunned, and Zhang Xiaohu was also stunned, but soon he laughed, and the people around him also laughed. The girl turned around and looked at Chen Mengsheng with a complicated expression. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say, and finally could only turn into a sigh.

Zhang Xiaohu and the girl went to be immortals, and after a few days of excitement among the villagers, the whole village returned to calm, and everyone went to work in the fields as usual, and everything seemed to have not changed, except for the three missing figures in the private school.