Mo Ming could not suppress the excitement in his heart, but with this guidance from Uncle Sihai, he suddenly felt that his whole body and mind were suddenly calm, and a warm pleasure that could not be described in words was transmitting from the center of his eyebrows to the limbs of his body, and finally stayed in the dantian.

"Go down, you don't have a spiritual root!"

Suddenly, just before Mo Ming could feel the warm pleasure that spread from the center of his eyebrows and spread throughout his entire body, Mo Sihai's voice had already sounded in his ears.

"Is that the end of it?"

Mo Ming trembled, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Sihai's face that was always smiling, and an indescribable sense of loss hit his heart.

Although he had been prepared for a long time, although more than twenty teenagers and girls had heard the same words before him, it still seemed so difficult to accept that it really fell on him.

Mo Ming raised his head and looked at the sky, he didn't dare to look at Mo Sihai's eyes because he was afraid that he would cry.

took a deep breath, although the result was unacceptable, but the fact did not make Mo Ming feel that he was special than others, maybe all this was really a doomed thing, and he couldn't force it.

"Let's go down!"

The old patriarch spoke in a low voice on the side, looking at Mo Ming's trembling body due to the loss in his heart, and the old man's face showed a trace of unbearability.

"Let's go down!"

Mo Sihai also spoke softly, and in his eyes, Mo Ming's performance was more of a hint of relief in addition to a faint disappointment.

In fact, when he returned to Mo Village for the first time nine years ago, he already knew that Mo Ming did not have a spiritual root in his body, but he couldn't say this kind of thing directly to Mo Ming. Because Mo Ming was still young at that time, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear such a blow.

Taking a deep breath again, Mo Ming lowered his head and looked at Mo Sihai's face that was always smiling, and suddenly grinned.

"Uncle, it's okay, it's not a big deal if you can't become an immortal master, I believe that I will be able to protect Mo Village in the future!"

Mo Ming smiled, and didn't wait for Mo Sihai to speak, he directly picked up the pill in Mo Sihai's hand and walked to the stage.

Mo Sihai was slightly stunned, looking at Mo Ming's pretended casual expression, the look of relief in his eyes became even stronger.

"Next!" the old patriarch whispered.

As a teenager came to the stage with apprehension and excitement, Mo Ming also walked to his father's side.

Mo Dashan looked at Mo Ming's forced calm expression, opened his mouth a few times and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just gently patted him on the shoulder when Mo Ming walked in front of him.

"Abba, I'm a little tired, I'll go home first!"

Mo Ming forced a smile, and without waiting for his father to speak, he walked straight home.

Mo Dashan sighed, looked at Mo Ming's back, and finally shook his head and said nothing.

After all, it's really too difficult to become an immortal master!

"Grandma, I'm back!"

Mo Ming shouted weakly to his grandmother who was busy in the kitchen, and then locked himself in the room.

And when leaning against the door and feeling the silence around him, Mo Ming relaxed his mood a little.

It's just that at this time, he suddenly found that he was not as lost as he imagined.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that he was not born a pessimistic person, and after the initial loss, there is only a little peace and calm left in his heart now.

"If I can't become an immortal master, maybe my path is not here at all. ”

Mo Ming sat on the ground, clasped his hands on his knees, and began to think about the path he should take in the future.

In most cases, there are only two ways for mortals, one is as plain as water, silent and waveless, and wears out their edges and corners in the ordinary, and the other is angry and turbulent, with ups and downs, and struggles and wanders in life and death all their lives.

Mo Ming likes the comfort of the moment, and also yearns for that kind of heart-wrenching process. It's just that he doesn't know how to choose between the two paths, or to put it more thoroughly, he doesn't even know how to take the steps.

"Uncle Sihai should belong to the latter category!"

Mo Ming thought silently, looking at the leaves outside the window and was stunned.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was already a little dark unconsciously, and at a certain moment, Mo Ming, who had locked himself in his room, suddenly heard a burst of exclamations from the square at the head of the village.

"It's ......"

Mo Ming was stunned, then hurriedly got up from the ground, opened the door and quickly ran towards the square at the head of the village.

The square at the head of the village was crowded with people, and the numb and negative expressions that had been numb and negative earlier were gone, and everyone's faces were filled with joy and excitement.

On the platform, the old patriarch and several village elders were asking something around Mo Sihai, and a father and daughter stood in the middle.

Mo Ming was a little anxious, the exclamation just now must have been successfully tested!

Although he failed, he was still very happy if there were still people in Mo Village who could have the opportunity to become immortal masters, after all, those people were his playmates since childhood.

From a distance, Mo Ming saw the crowd in the square, the joy of the old patriarch and everyone on the platform, and the middle-aged man who couldn't suppress his joy and laughed with a little girl in his arms.

"Abba?"

Mo Ming was a little stunned, wasn't the middle-aged man holding the little girl on the stage Mo Dashan?

"Could it be that the little sister has successfully tested it?"

Inadvertently, Mo Ming thought of this possibility, and suddenly felt a little hot in his heart, and his running speed couldn't help but speed up a little.

"Third child, congratulations, so many of our children have not been successfully tested, I didn't expect your little girl to be a spiritual root, which makes us envious!" An old man stood in front of Mo Dashan and said with a smile, his eyes looking at Mo Dashan's arms Mo Xin was full of love.

"Sixth uncle, look at what you said, isn't this girl in my family also from our Mo Village, what is there to envy!" Mo Dashan said with a smile.

"That's not the same, Xin'er will become an immortal master in the future, then you will be the father of the immortal master, this identity is different!" the old man knocked the pipe in his hand and said a little sourly.

"Hey, then you are also the sixth master of the immortal master, what's the difference!"

Mo Dashan laughed, and didn't wait for the old man to say anything, and shouted directly to the people in the square, "Fellow villagers, the success of my Nizi test is also a great joy for Mo Village, and everyone will come to my house to eat and drink tonight!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, but don't be reluctant to let those two jars of old wine that have been hidden for ten years, and you must take them out for us to taste when the time comes!" shouted everyone in the audience with a smile.

"That's not good, that's what my stinky boy drank when he got married, don't fight the idea of those two jars of wine!" Mo Dashan seemed to hear something bad, and shook his head like a rattle.

When everyone heard this, there was a burst of laughter.

At this time, Mo Ming also came to the front of the platform, he listened to the conversation between his father and everyone just now, his face was a little red, he didn't expect Abba to think about his family affairs so early, which made him feel very speechless.

However, hearing these words, Mo Ming also knew that the child with the spiritual root was indeed his own little sister.

For a while, Mo Ming also grinned, and the previous loss and unhappiness had been swept away, as if his sister's success was even more pleasing than his own.

"Brother, brother, come and take me back!"

Mo Xin, who was in Mo Dashan's arms, began to shout crisply when he saw Mo Ming from afar, obviously after the test was successful, Mo Xin, who was held by the stars, was already tired of it.

Mo Ming smiled, quickly walked up to the stage and took Mo Xin from his father's hand, rubbed her head and asked, "Xin'er, isn't the immortal master so fun?"

"It's not fun! It's not fun! My face is about to be pinched!" Mo Xin said angrily.

Everyone laughed when they heard this, Mo Xin, who was only four and a half years old, was indeed very cute, and anyone who saw his fleshy little face couldn't help but pinch it.

With the passage of time, the sky became completely dark, and none of the remaining children after Mo Xin had a spiritual root. However, this result seems to be expected by everyone, and there is not too much disappointment, but more joy on everyone's faces.

After all, there are indeed too few people with spiritual roots, in Mo Village, the appearance of one person with a spiritual root among forty or fifty children is already considered a great luck, if under normal circumstances, maybe there may not be one person among thousands or even tens of thousands of people with a spiritual root.

When a bonfire burned in the square, the whole Mo Village was even more lively than during the day. Xiao Mo Xin was teased by many uncles and aunts, the little girl looked unhappy, but helpless, those uncles and aunts were too enthusiastic, because everyone knew that from now on, this four-and-a-half-year-old child would become another immortal master in Mo Village.

Maybe at that time, even if the population of Mo Village is still small, no one will dare to provoke it in the villages around the entire Tongtian Mountain, and even the court of the Great Xia Kingdom will pay attention to many people in Mo Village.

Mo Ming hid in the corner and ate barbecue silently, his loss and unhappiness had long since disappeared, and some were just some calmness and happiness for his sister.

"Stinky boy, have you finished eating, after eating, I'll go to your Uncle Sihai, he said that there is something he wants to ask you!" Mo Dashan came from the crowd at some point, and said with a strong smell of wine.

"Uncle Sihai looking for me?"

Mo Ming was a little stunned, and then hurriedly finished gnawing a chicken leg in his hand in two bites, forgetting to wipe his mouth, and ran straight to a small house behind the village.