Mortal Seeking Immortal

During the Dawu Dynasty, seven sons competed for the throne, and the political situation was turbulent.

At that time, there was a severe drought in the northwest, and the ground was full of starving people. At the same time, the court issued an order to increase taxes. The people were miserable, and rebels and bandits appeared frequently, and the world was in chaos.

People sold their wives and children one after another.

When the outside world was caught in natural disasters and wars, Yejia Village, a small mountain village deep in the mountains, was as peaceful and peaceful as in previous years. The villagers worked from sunrise to sunset and lived a simple and happy life without being disturbed by the outside world.

All this is thanks to the Immortal Gate.

This is a sect of immortal cultivation thousands of miles away from Yejia Village. No one knows what it is called. They only know that the immortals who go in and out of there can do everything, and the residence of the immortals is naturally called the Immortal Gate.

Every three years, the Immortal Gate sends immortals down the mountain to recruit children of appropriate age with spiritual roots.

The village where the children selected by the Immortal Gate live will receive a large amount of money and property as a reward, so that hundreds of small villages like Yejia Village can live and work in peace and contentment.

Because of this, the people within a radius of 300 miles of the Immortal Gate are all grateful to it, and the villagers are proud to send their children to the Immortal Gate for cultivation.

In the early morning, the mist has not yet completely dissipated, in an open space next to the ancestral hall of Yejia Village.

The village chief with white hair and wrinkles on his face is leaning on a cane, looking seriously at the dozens of children who are doing horse stance exercise in the open space.

The children are both boys and girls, about seven or eight years old, all of them clenched their front teeth and their little faces flushed.

The old village chief said: "The immortals of the Immortal Gate have mentioned many times that the possibility of awakening spiritual roots for children with healthy bodies and abundant blood and qi is much higher than that of children with weak constitutions."

"So, if you want to enter the Immortal Gate and live a life like a god, you have to exercise more!"

On the hillside, an envious look was hidden in the woods.

"I also want to become an immortal, and I don't want to be forced by my aunt to chop wood for the rest of my life!"

The boy's name is Ye Zhou. He is wearing ragged coarse clothes and has a determined look. Because he can only eat leftovers every day, his body is very thin and he carries a large basket of firewood on his back.

Ye Zhou clenched his fists and began to exercise with gritted teeth according to the horse stance taught by the village chief to other children.

The degree of his training is even far more arduous than those children on the training ground.

When Ye Zhou was a child, his parents went out of the village to do business and were killed by bandits. Both died. The light yellow gourd hanging on his chest is the only relic his parents gave him.

After his parents died, his aunt's family took over his parents' land. He worked like a slave in his aunt's house. He didn't eat well, didn't sleep well, and was severely beaten and scolded for any mistakes.

His aunt didn't even plan to let him exercise with other children. Maybe she was afraid that he would be lucky enough to awaken his spiritual roots and become an immortal in the immortal gate to take revenge on her.

He was discovered by his aunt several times when he was secretly exercising. Each time, he was not given food for several days.

But Ye Zhou never gave up.

He understood that if he couldn't enter the immortal gate, he would never get ahead!

Spring went and autumn came, time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the spiritual root awakening day that was held every three years!

Early in the morning, the entrance of the ancestral hall in Yejia Village was filled with parents with children in the village.

"Who is squeezing me? I don't want to live anymore!"

Ye Zhou's aunt Zhang Guihua also brought two children to participate in the awakening day, but they were Zhang Guihua's big fat and second fat.

As for Ye Zhou, she woke him up before dawn and asked him to go to the mountains to chop wood.

"The Immortal is here!"

"The Immortal is finally here!" Everyone cheered.

"Immortal, how does my dog ​​Shengzi look?" Some villagers standing in the front row rushed to push their children to the Immortal, as if they thought that whoever's child was seen by the Immortal first would be able to enter the Immortal Gate. Even Zhang Guihua was not to be outdone and desperately moved forward with her two children.

"Quiet! Quiet!" The gray-haired village chief used all his strength, his face flushed, and shouted desperately to maintain order, but no one listened to him, and his old voice was quickly covered by the noisy voices.

"Quiet!"

A steady male voice suddenly broke through the noise, and at the same time a strong aura suppressed it, and the originally noisy and noisy crowd instantly quieted down.

Everyone felt as if a stone was pressed on their bodies. Is this the power of the immortal? Everyone looked at the newcomer with admiration and fear.

Ye Zhou, who was hiding behind the crowd, also squeezed to the front. Through the gap between the crowd, he saw the immortal standing in front of everyone.

He was a middle-aged man in a black robe. He was about six feet tall and strong. He looked at the villagers expressionlessly.

Ye Zhou noticed that the word "blood" was tattooed with red thread on the black robe on the left shoulder of the middle-aged man.

"The immortal is here. You are tired all the way. Please take a seat." The village chief took a few breaths and walked to the black-robed immortal and said respectfully.

The black-robed immortal glanced around and saw that there were more than twenty children of school age in Yejia Village. His originally expressionless face eased a little at this moment.

He nodded and followed the village chief into the ancestral hall and sat in the upper seat. The villagers who had been waiting for a long time hurriedly brought him a cup of hot tea.

"Immortal, please have tea." The village chief said.

"I never use the common tea of ​​mortals, let's start directly." The black-robed immortal said coldly. The village chief did not feel embarrassed. He nodded repeatedly and came to the door of the ancestral hall.

"Children from all families, stand up, line up, and enter the ancestral hall one by one." The village chief stood at the door and said.

"Children, go quickly." The villagers rushed to push their children forward to line up.

At this moment, a thin figure finally got out of the crowd with all his strength and ran quickly towards the door of the ancestral hall.

This person is Ye Zhou who had gone to the mountains to chop wood!

Ye Zhou knew that today was the day of spiritual root awakening, so he had been hiding in the woods next to the ancestral hall and had not gone to the mountains to chop wood at all. He was waiting for this moment!

He wanted to cultivate immortality, become a member of the immortal gate, become a high and mighty immortal, and become a person above people!

Instead of chopping wood for a lifetime and being a mortal for a lifetime!

Even if he completely offended his aunt and the consequences were disastrous, he would still go all out!

Zhang Guihua was also shocked and cursed: "You bastard boy is so thin and delusional, how can you awaken your spiritual roots? Don't go home in the future, otherwise you will be in trouble!"

At this time, the immortal of the immortal gate cast his eyes over.

Zhang Guihua was immediately frightened and pale, and quickly shut up.

Usually Zhang Guihua was a famous shrew in Yejia Village and was very vicious, but today with the immortal of the immortal gate present, she would not dare to stop him even if she had a hundred bear hearts and leopards.

After all, according to the rules of the Immortal Sect, every eight or nine-year-old child in the village must participate in the spiritual root awakening ceremony to test whether they have the fate of becoming an immortal.

"Okay, let's all go in."

The village chief saw that the children had lined up and called them to enter the ancestral hall. When the last child entered, he closed the door of the ancestral hall with a clang.