The boy was very strong, and he was already as tall as an average fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.

When he was pulled out of the crowd by the middle-aged man named Da Qiang, he was also excited, and his body trembled a little.

Obviously, the boy knew very well what he was doing at this moment when he was being pulled up by his father.

This look, if you are really looked at, then you will be able to exist like Mo Sihai in the future, you can step on the sword in the sky, you can turn your hands into clouds and cover your hands with rain, and you can have all kinds of magical powers that only immortal masters have.

Perhaps because he was too nervous, when the young man was brought to Mo Sihai by the middle-aged man, he stumbled and rushed straight forward.

"You kid......"

The middle-aged man was startled and hurriedly wanted to help, but at this moment, a trace of surprise suddenly appeared under the young man's panicked face, and a soft force came out of thin air, directly helping his body that was about to fall up.

"Huh?"

Everyone under the platform also saw this scene, and their faces suddenly showed surprise, and they only woke up when they saw Mo Sihai smiling and nodding to the young man.

"The fourth child is worthy of being an immortal master, and this hand is not something that ordinary people can do!"

A middle-aged man said in surprise, and everyone next to him subconsciously nodded in agreement, and then looked at Mo Sihai and then at their own children, with a hint of fanaticism in their eyes.

"Don't be nervous, just do as usual. No matter what happens, don't resist!" Mo Sihai smiled and whispered to the young man.

The boy nodded vigorously, although his body was still straightened due to tension, but he was finally much calmer than before.

"Alright, let's get started!"

Mo Sihai did not hesitate, under the attention of everyone, he pulled the young man in front of him with one hand, and put his fingers together with the other hand, and suddenly leaned forward and pointed at the center of the young man's eyebrows.

The young man's body trembled slightly, but then suddenly quieted down, and his eyes closed unconsciously.

Mo Sihai also closed his eyes, and there was no other movement, his two fingers did not move at the slightest point in the center of the young man's eyebrows, but there was a wave that was difficult to see with the naked eye and sank into the center of the young man's eyebrows along the fingertips.

There was an instant silence below the platform, and everyone stared at the scene with wide eyes, wondering if the boy had been taken care of.

However, it wasn't until after the tea that Mo Sihai opened his eyes, and there was a trace of disappointment in his eyes, the young man in front of him did not have a spiritual root in his body, and he could not become an immortal cultivator.

"Old, fourth, how is my child?"

Seeing Mo Sihai open his eyes, the young man's father Daqiang couldn't wait, and his face was full of hope.

"This kid has a good physique, and when he grows up, he will definitely be stronger than Brother Da Qiang!"

Mo Sihai didn't say it explicitly, but between shaking his head, he had already made it clear, and as he spoke, a brown pill appeared in his hand out of thin air, and an extremely strong medicinal fragrance suddenly drifted away.

"Eat this, and your body will get stronger and stronger!"

Mo Sihai patted the young man's shoulder with a smile, handed the brown elixir to the young man, and then turned his head and nodded to the old patriarch.

The old patriarch sighed, this situation was already expected, after all, there were too few people with spiritual roots, if it was so easy to find a person with spiritual roots, then Mo Sihai would not be the only one in this village within a radius of thousands of miles from the Heavenly Mountains to become an immortal master.

"Daqiang, take the child down, whether you can become an immortal master is also a personal opportunity, if you can't force it, don't care about it. ”

The old patriarch comforted the middle-aged man, and then beckoned to one of the people in the audience.

The middle-aged man nodded bitterly, and walked to the stage with the young man with tears on his face.

Immediately afterward, a woman in her forties walked up with a young man of fourteen or fifteen years old.

Just like the young man just now, this young man was also very nervous, but he tried his best to restrain his trembling body and walked straight in front of Mo Sihai.

"Uncle Sihai, is it really difficult to become an immortal master?" the young man asked with some apprehension.

Mo Sihai always kept smiling and didn't answer, but when the young man stood in front of him, he stretched out a hand and quickly touched the young man's eyebrows as before.

Then, the two of them closed their eyes, and the entire platform fell into a deathly silence again.

The tea kung fu passed in an instant, and Mo Sihai opened his eyes again in the expectant eyes of everyone under the platform.

"Eat it, you must protect Mo Village when you grow up!"

Mo Sihai gave the young man a brown pill and shook his head and looked at the old patriarch.

The old patriarch understood, sighed, and patted the young man's shoulder to comfort him. Obviously, this young man still does not have a spiritual root in his body.

"Next!"

The old patriarch beckoned, and a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl walked up with nervousness and apprehension, but after the tea ceremony, just like the two teenagers before, Mo Sihai shook his head again and gave the girl a pill.

"Still not! This is already the third one, is it really so difficult to become an immortal master?" a young man said with a frown under the platform.

"Isn't it, if it were so easy, there wouldn't be only Xiao Si alone around the Tongtian Mountain who was an immortal master. A white-bearded old man whispered.

"That's right, even people with spiritual roots are so rare, and I don't know how many people can become immortal masters!" the other old man sighed.

Just as the silent anticipation of the beginning slowly became buzzing, a young girl walked onto the platform under the beckoning of the old patriarch.

Although Mo Sihai always kept smiling, he felt a little disappointed that several children walked on stage excitedly and then left in disappointment.

Maybe this time I will come back for nothing.

After all, there are really too few people with spiritual roots, and since he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, he has understood that the birth of an immortal master in the world is really like a rarity, and there may not be one person in ten thousand people with a spiritual root.

Under the platform, Mo Ming stood in the crowd with his sister in his arms, and his expression slowly calmed down from the excitement at the beginning.

Although he knew early on that it was difficult to become an immortal master, he couldn't help but feel apprehensive when he really watched those playmates who had been since childhood walk off the platform one by one.

"I don't know if I have a spiritual root, maybe like everyone else!"

Mo Ming muttered in a low voice, feeling lost for those playmates, and worried about himself, there are really too few people with spiritual roots, and I don't know if there is a second person with spiritual roots in the entire Mo Village except for Uncle Sihai.

"Brother, what are they doing?"

Xu was affected by the various complex emotions of the people around her, and the little girl who had been lying quietly on Mo Ming's shoulder rubbed her eyes and asked Mo Ming with some doubts.

"They are playing a game, playing a game of who can become an immortal!" Looking at the pink face of his sister Mo Xin in his arms, who was full of confusion, Mo Ming said with a smile.

"What is an immortal master, is it fun?" the little girl asked in a low voice, tilting her head.

"Immortal masters are not for fun, if you become an immortal master, you can fly to the sky and the earth, you can fly in the sky like a little bird, and you can go wherever you want!" Mo Ming pinched Mo Xin's face and said with a smile.

"Really, then I'm going to play too, I'm going to be an immortal master, I'm going to fly in the sky like a little bird!" said the little girl innocently.

"Okay, we'll be here in a while!" Mo Ming responded with a smile and set his eyes on the platform again.

At this time, with the quiet loss of time, nearly twenty teenagers and girls have stepped onto the platform, but without exception, these people do not have spiritual roots in their bodies.

The people under the platform had already put away the excitement at the beginning, and then they all became numb, maybe there was really no one with a spiritual root, because there were only forty-three people under the age of eighteen in the entire Mo Village, and now there were only a small number of children under the platform who had not yet been tested.

"Next!"

The old patriarch beckoned, and a **-year-old girl in front of Mo Ming walked up to the stage, and it was his turn to be next.

Not long after, in Mo Sihai's shaking of his head, the girl walked off the stage crying like those people before, and then the old patriarch looked at Mo Ming.

"It's finally our turn!"

Mo Ming's expression perked up, handed over the Mo Xin in his arms to his father, and strode onto the platform.

"Uncle, I'm here!"

Mo Ming was a little apprehensive, but after looking at the playmates who walked off the platform gloomily, he felt a little calmer in his heart, maybe the result was already doomed, whether he had a spiritual root or not was no longer as urgent as before, he would always come when he should come, and he couldn't ask for what he shouldn't come.

Mo Sihai smiled dumbly when he saw Mo Ming's expression, and then showed some relief.

This is his own nephew, although he rarely goes back to Mo Village, but he has more contact with other children in Mo Village, and he is more concerned, and he is also very emotional about being able to have this calm at the age of fifteen.

may be the reason for this calmness of those children before, but it also shows that Mo Ming at this age has a more open-minded heart than ordinary children.

"Do you really want to become an immortal master?"

Mo Sihai didn't start directly, although Mo Ming's expression and previous performance made him know enough about this child, but he still wanted to know what the other party was thinking at this time.

"Of course!" Mo Ming nodded almost without thinking.

"Why do you want to become an immortal master?"

"Naturally, I can fly to the sky like Uncle Sihai, and I can travel in this world!" Mo Ming replied.

"Is that all?" Mo Sihai smiled.

Mo Ming just wanted to open his mouth, but then he frowned, a little puzzled why Uncle Sihai asked this.

"I want to become stronger, because immortal masters are very powerful, since Uncle Sihai became an immortal master, no one around Tongtian Mountain dares to bully us Mo Village, I know that this is all because Uncle Sihai is an immortal master, so I also want to become an immortal master, and have enough ability to protect what I want to protect!" Although he didn't know what Uncle Sihai's intentions were, Mo Ming thought about it and said seriously.

Mo Sihai raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Ming with some surprise. He didn't open his mouth anymore and reached out directly, and his fingertips were on Mo Ming's eyebrows.