Mo Sihai's return brought joy to Mo Village, making the bonfire burning this night extremely gorgeous.

The men pushed cups and helped the lamps, smiling and smiling together, eating barbecue and drinking old wine. The women danced and sang around the campfire. The children surrounded Mo Ming with wide eyes and listened to him talk about meeting Uncle Sihai and being taken by Uncle Sihai to fly today.

The whole Mo Village was filled with a strong sense of joy.

"Brother, what did you say about the little finch you brought me?"

Just as Mo Ming was talking energetically, a little girl of four or five years old asked with a milky voice pulling Mo Ming's sleeve, a small face full of hope, and a pair of big eyes staring at Mo Ming tightly.

Mo Ming was a little embarrassed by this question, he was excited to meet Uncle Sihai all day today, where could he still remember the matter of promising his sister, and when he was asked by his sister at this time, he suddenly remembered.

"This ......" Mo Ming hesitated, looking at Mo Xin's little face full of hope, his eyes suddenly rolled, and he said to the golden eagle that was bound with claws and wings not far away: "Oh, where is your little finch." ”

"Brother is deceiving, it's clearly a big sparrow!" the little girl looked at Mo Ming's finger and suddenly said angrily.

"That's the little finch, take a closer look!"

Mo Ming's face was a little unbearable, he was deceived by his sister in front of many playmates, his face suddenly turned red, and while speaking, he rushed out of the crowd while Mo Xin was not paying attention to escape, leaving behind the laughter of many playmates.

While Mo Ming was laughing and playing with many playmates, at the patriarch's house, Mo Sihai was sitting around with the old patriarch, Mo Ming's father Mo Dashan, and some elders in the village.

"Little Four, it's been nine years since you last came back, it's been so long, you don't come back to see it much, if you come back a few years later this time, it is estimated that you won't be able to see my old bones!" The gray-haired old patriarch looked at Mo Sihai, who was twenty years old, and said with emotion.

"Uncle, what are you talking about, Sihai only came back today, you should be happy, why are you saying such frustrating words!" Mo Dashan on the side frowned and said in a low voice.

"Hahaha, uncle is happy!"

The old patriarch took a sip of wine with a smile, then looked at Mo Sihai and said, "Xiao Si will stay longer when he comes back this time, there are many children in the village that you haven't seen yet." ”

Mo Sihai was also smiling, after many years of absence, he was able to see the old patriarch and those familiar people in the village again, which was the happiest thing he had been in all these years.

It's just that when he heard the old patriarch's words, the smile on his face suddenly stiffened, and then he smiled bitterly.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint my uncle, Sihai came back this time because he specially asked the sect for leave to come back, and in the future, Sihai is estimated to be difficult to come back!" Mo Sihai took a sip of wine, feeling a little bitter in his mouth.

"Oh, what's wrong?" the old patriarch asked, stunned for a moment.

"I don't know exactly what happened, it's just that the sect issued a notice three days ago, and in a month, disciples like me in the entire sect will go to the extreme west to cultivate, I'm afraid it will be difficult to come back in a short time!" Mo Sihai said in a low voice.

"How long are you going?" the old patriarch frowned.

"I don't know, maybe it's ten years, maybe it's longer. Mo Sihai drank a glass of wine and said.

The old patriarch was silent, looked at Mo Sihai for a long time, and then raised his wine glass and took a deep sip and sighed: "I don't know if my old bones can live for another ten years." ”

When this sentence was spoken, the people around him were silent, the old patriarch was indeed old, and his body and bones had become weaker and weaker over the years, and he was afraid that he would really not be able to last for a few years.

It's just that no one can stop this life, old age, sickness and death, not even Mo Sihai.

Mo Sihai knew very well in his heart that although he was called an immortal master by the secular people, he was just an immortal cultivator with a low cultivation level in their world.

Immortal, with the addition of a repair word, it is not an immortal, at most it is only a little longer than mortals, if it does not become an immortal for a day, it is just a handful of loess after all.

was silent for a long time, and finally Mo Dashan broke the oppressive atmosphere, he smiled dryly: "Don't say that these are not there, it's not easy to come back from the four seas, you can stay as long as you want, just accompany everyone these days." ”

"What the third brother said is that Sihai came back this time not only to meet with everyone before leaving, but also to see if there are still people in Mo Village who can embark on the journey of cultivating immortals, if there is, I will bring them into the sect, so that when I go to the extreme west in the future, Mo Village will have no worries. Mo Sihai smiled and took a glass of wine.

"Can we mortals also step into the path of immortals?" Hearing Mo Sihai's words, a middle-aged man sitting next to Mo Dashan suddenly couldn't help but ask with wide eyes.

"Am I not mortal?"

Mo Sihai smiled and continued, "However, it is true that not everyone can step into the path of cultivating immortals, only those who have the qualifications of spiritual roots can step in. And if you are over eighteen years old, it is very difficult to step into it even if you have a spiritual root. ”

For these people who live in the mountains all year round, the word immortal master is a legendary existence, which mortals will never be able to reach. It's just that Mo Sihai knew very well in his heart that the immortal masters that these people saw and understood were far from the real world of immortal cultivation.

"Oh, no wonder!"

The middle-aged man nodded, a little loss in his eyes, but when he looked at the children frolicking outside the house, there was a little hope in his eyes.

Mo Sihai could see what the hope in the middle-aged man's eyes meant, he smiled slightly and didn't say anything, turned his head to the old patriarch and said, "Uncle, you can gather all the children under the age of eighteen in the village at noon tomorrow, I want to see if they have spiritual roots, if they have the best, if not, I have a good plan to do something for Mo Village next." ”

"Good!"

The old patriarch responded fixedly, raised his cup and took a sip, and then chatted with everyone about the situation in Mo Village over the years, although the previous words were a little depressing, but anyone could see that the old patriarch was not much lonely, but more of the hope and comfort placed on the children outside the door.

As time passed, the splendid bonfire gradually went out in the wine glasses and singing, and everyone returned to their respective homes after being happy, and Mo Ming, who had been frolicking with his friends all night, also hugged his sister Mo Xin and walked home.

"My brother is a big villain, my brother lied to people, and the little finch that said it was good became a big finch ......"

On the way, the little girl lay on Mo Ming's shoulder, rubbing her eyes and muttering.

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On the second day, Mo Ming got up early, first ran around the entire Mo Village a few times, and then took the horn bow and came to the woods behind the village to start practicing archery.

For Mo Ming, his biggest dream in the past was to become a hunter, so he would come to exercise himself on time at this time every day.

Now that Uncle Sihai is back, Mo Ming's dream has become a person as powerful as Uncle Sihai. Although he didn't know how to become an immortal master, this kind of exercise had penetrated into his bone marrow and became an instinctive habit, and he believed that as long as he insisted on exercising himself, he would become strong one day.

Because, this year he is only fifteen years old.

Approaching noon, Mo Ming gasped and returned home, and before his buttocks were hot, he heard a lively sound outside the house.

Half-grown children and teenagers ran towards the village square with their parents, and their faces showed unconcealable excitement.

Mo Ming was puzzled, and was about to go to see what was going on, when his father Mo Dashan walked in from outside.

"Stinky boy, what about the heart?" Mo Dashan asked with a hurried expression as soon as he entered the door.

"I'm still sleeping and won't get up!" replied Mo Ming grinning.

"The sun is almost drying her ass, why is this little girl still like this, go and wake up your sister and go out with me. Mo Dashan hurriedly said.

"Where are you going?"

Mo Ming raised his eyebrows, and his heart was full of differences, and Abba, who had always been steady, actually showed a trace of anxiety.

"Where is the stinky boy talking so much, hurry up and call your sister to get up, your Uncle Sihai is still waiting for you!" Mo Dashan scolded with a smile.

"Uncle Sihai?"

Mo Ming's face was shocked, he suddenly jumped up from the chair, didn't ask anything anymore, and hurriedly rushed into the bedroom.

After a while, Mo Xin, who looked sleepy and didn't seem to wake up yet, was hugged out by Mo Ming.

"Abba, let's go, why are you stunned? Isn't Uncle Sihai still waiting for us?" Mo Ming suddenly said a word when he saw his father at the door, and then ignored Mo Dashan and rushed out of the door first, and walked in the direction of the square with the crowd.

Mo Dashan was stunned, and saw that Mo Ming's figure was about to disappear in front of him before he scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, Lao Tzu didn't move after talking to you for a long time, and when I heard that Uncle Sihai ran faster than anyone else." ”

On the square of Mo Village, a platform was erected in the center at some point, and there were several square tables on the platform, and Mo Sihai was sitting with the old patriarch and others.

And those people from Mo Village who rushed to the village quickly surrounded this platform, and after a while, more than 400 people gathered, and almost most of the people in the village had already come.

"Uncle, it's almost time for people to come, let's start!" Mo Sihai saw the more and more noisy crowds gathered, and immediately said to the old patriarch beside him.

"Well, let's get started!"

The old patriarch nodded, knocked the big pipe in his hand, and then without hesitation, stood up tremblingly and shouted to the surrounding crowd: " Fathers and elders, this time I called everyone to believe that they should know what to do, and the old decay will not say much, and then please bring your children up for Xiao Si to see, if someone is really looked down on by Xiao Si, then you can become an immortal master in the future, it is also a great joy, if you are not looked down on, don't be disappointed, after all, the immortal master is a legendary existence, everyone must not ask more!"

"Okay, let's not say much about the old decay, everyone is in a hurry, let's start with the children of the Daqiang family, don't rob anyone one by one!"

As he spoke, the old patriarch knocked the pipe in his hand, pointed to the nearest strong man, and beckoned to him.

The strong man was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly pulled out a young man who was ** years old from the crowd, and walked onto the platform under the gaze of the people around him.