Mortal Seeking Immortal

After entering the house, Ye Zhou was very excited.

Finally, I can participate in the awakening ceremony like other children!

The opportunity to become an Immortal Leader is right in front of you!

The village chief stepped forward respectfully and said: "Chief Immortal, all the school-age children in our village have arrived."

"Okay." The black-robed immortal nodded, reached out and took out a handful of emerald green herbs from the bag tied around his waist and handed it to the village chief.

The Immortal Chief said slowly: "This is the Immortal Family's spiritual grass. After swallowing it, it can stimulate the spiritual roots to awaken!"

Ye Zhou's eyes widened and he looked at the grass in the hands of the black-robed immortal with great curiosity.

This fairy grass is about three inches long, with three long and narrow leaves, and the tips of the leaves are slightly red.

Not long after the herbs were taken out, the strong medicinal fragrance spread out, and everyone in the room was refreshed. It seemed that after taking a breath of the scent of the grass, they felt extremely comfortable and their thoughts became more flexible.

Ye Zhou had also gone up the mountain to collect herbs with the village herb collector, but he had never even heard of this kind of herbs.

Fairy grass is fairy grass, not an mundane thing.

"The old rule is that each person receives a piece of fairy grass and takes it by themselves, within three days. If the spiritual root does not awaken after three days of swallowing the herb, it means that there is no immortal fate."

The village chief carefully distributed the herbs to the children one by one.

After receiving the herbal medicine, according to the village chief's instructions, each child chose a small room in the ancestral hall to take the medicine behind closed doors.

Ye Zhou chose a room in a corner that was relatively remote.

Ye Zhou, who was in an excited mood, jogged for a while, but unexpectedly when he strode into the small room, his foot slipped and he fell with a thud. The grass jelly in his hand flew out at the same time as did the small yellow gourd the size of a thumb hanging around his neck.

Ye Zhou ignored the minor scratches on his body and hurriedly got up to pick up the fairy grass.

But he saw the small gourd with the stopper thrown open, the spout emitting a yellow light, the fairy grass being rolled up by the yellow light, and just disappearing out of thin air!

Ye Zhou was shocked, how could this little gourd still shine? The most important thing is that the little gourd as big as a thumb swallowed the fairy grass in one gulp!

This time, Ye Zhou was anxious.

Immortal grass is the key to awakening his spiritual roots and becoming an immortal!

Ye Zhou took the small gourd and re-covered it by himself. No matter whether he pulled, twisted, pried or bit it with his teeth, his teeth were sore. However, this small stopper seemed to have grown on the small gourd. Can't take it off!

what to do? !

Ye Zhou was extremely worried!

He wants to enter the Immortal Gate more than anyone else here, because he has no other choice but to enter the Immortal Gate!

Ye Zhou forced himself to calm down and thought carefully about the solution.

If I go out now and confess that the fairy grass was swallowed by the little gourd, will the immortal believe it? A gourd as big as a thumb swallowed a three-inch long piece of fairy grass. No one would believe it even if you think about it.

Moreover, this gourd is the only relic left by the parents. What if the immortal says it is a treasure and takes it away?

Ye Zhou, who was standing at the door and lingering, heard the door of the next room open.

He remembered that the person in the next room was the village chief's grandson.

Only half a day has passed, could it be that he has absorbed all the herbs? Ye Zhou curiously looked out through the crack in the door.

"Come here." The black-robed immortal stretched out his hand towards the village chief's grandson. The village chief's grandson stepped forward and put his hand on his head. The black-robed immortal closed his eyes for a moment and then withdrew his hand.

"The spiritual roots have not yet been awakened."

The black-robed immortal said these five words coldly.

"How could this happen?" The village chief was so shocked that he turned pale. He looked at his grandson, whom he had high hopes for, in disbelief. His wrinkled face drooped, showing a look of defeat.

"Chang Immortal, please give my grandson another chance."

"Come and kneel down and ask the Immortal Chief to give you another fairy grass!" The village chief pulled his grandson and knelt down in front of the Immortal Chief and begged bitterly. This was the first time Ye Zhou saw the highly respected village chief kneeling down to beg for help.

The face of the black-robed immortal remained unchanged, and his words were still cold: "The immortal grass is precious, how can it be wasted?"

After saying that, he closed his eyes and no longer looked at the grandfather and grandson kneeling on the ground.

"It seems that my Ye family is not destined to be immortal." The village chief cried while holding his grandson.

Seeing this, Ye Zhou gave up the idea of ​​going out to get the fairy grass. Even the village chief was helpless. What could he, an orphan, do?

Ye Zhou was so frustrated that he sat on the ground and stared blankly at the gourd in his hand.

This little gourd was the only relic left by his parents. He always tied it around his neck as a treasure and never showed it to anyone.

Whenever he thought about his parents, he would take it out and play with it. He had tried many ways to open the stopper on the gourd before, but he had never opened it. As time passed, he no longer wanted to open the stopper. Today, for some unknown reason, he dropped it lightly. The gourd is open.

Could it be that his parents’ spirits in heaven didn’t want him to go to the Immortal Gate?

Thinking of his parents, Ye Zhou couldn't help but clenched the small gourd in his hand. Many memories about his parents came to his mind. With these memories, Ye Zhou fell asleep quietly.

It's night and the moon is rising.

A large swath of bright moonlight shines in through the window and shines on the small gourd in Ye Zhou's hand, turning into dots of bright white light that disappear into the small gourd.

One night passed, and it was the most peaceful and relaxing sleep Ye Zhou had ever had. No one asked him to chop firewood and do laundry until late at night, and no one asked him to get up early to cut grass and collect firewood.

As soon as he woke up and stretched out, Ye Zhou remembered the fairy grass that had been swallowed up by the small gourd. His mood instantly dropped to the bottom. He couldn't help but want to try one last time. If he still couldn't remove the stopper and take out the fairy grass, He just went out, hiding was not an option after all.

What's more, the black-robed immortal only gave them three days to absorb the fairy grass. He delayed it for one day, and now there are only two days left.

Just as Ye Zhou stretched out his hand to pull out the cork of the gourd, the cork that had grown on the gourd like a root opened with a light touch.

This? ? ?

Ye Zhou was pleasantly surprised. He saw a yellow light shooting out from the mouth of the bottle, and a 15-inch-long fairy grass appeared in his arms. The moment the fairy grass appeared, the cork of the gourd closed automatically again!

Looking at the fairy grass in his hand that had changed so much, Ye Zhou had no time to think about how it was put into the thumb-sized gourd. He just wanted to know if this fairy grass still had medicinal effects?

Looking at the fairy grass carefully, in addition to the original three narrow leaves, the fairy grass grew another twelve narrow leaves. Not only that, a string of dewdrop-sized fruits grew on the top of the fairy grass, and the color of the whole grass changed from the original emerald green to red.

Looking at this extremely strange fairy grass, Ye Zhou was worried. Can it still be taken?

Thinking about the consequences after going out, there is nothing worse than that. Ye Zhou made up his mind, took the bunch of fruits and put them in his arms, bit the rhizome of the fairy grass, and a spicy and bitter juice splashed in Ye Zhou's mouth.

This taste is dozens of times more bitter than the Chinese medicine he drank when he was sick. Ye Zhou almost couldn't help but vomited, but he still chewed the herb into pieces and swallowed it into his stomach.

Then another mouthful, I don't know how long it took, Ye Zhou finally swallowed all the 15-inch long fairy grass.

At this time, the effect of the medicine began to gradually take effect.

A hot breath suddenly rose in Ye Zhou's stomach, and this breath instantly swept his whole body.

At first, Ye Zhou only felt a little hot. In less than a quarter of an hour, he felt as if he was in a bucket of boiling bath water, which made him grin, but he could still bear it with a bite of his teeth.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and when Ye Zhou gradually began to tolerate the heat, a heat comparable to being in boiling water made him jump up and down in the room.