Cui Xing closed his eyes and said the question he had been thinking about for a long time.

Wen Yu's sword shocked him so much, it was like opening a door to a new world in his ordinary life.

In the past, the so-called immortals were only in stories passed down orally by the elders in the village. They would speak at the entrance of the village with an old voice, like grains of sand rubbing against the ground, and deliberately lengthen their tone to whet the appetite of children.

"I heard from my grandfather's grandfather that in the past, immortals were much older, and there were all kinds of monsters, flying in the sky, swimming in the river, and running on the ground, all of which could become immortals. Even common people like us who farmed the land,

There is also a chance to become an immortal.

They call this practice.

Every three years, immortals will come down from the sky to look for talented children. Once the immortals like them, they will be treated well. Not only will the family be compensated with a lot of money, but when the children succeed in cultivation, they can also go to the family.

Bring things back.

That’s what immortals eat!

Remember those days——

There was an immortal in Xiao'an Village.

I heard from my grandfather's grandfather that the kid was usually dull and honest and didn't talk much. But one day, he suddenly fell into the lake. When he woke up, he looked like a different person. Not only was he extremely smart, but he also kept talking.

some unintelligible sentences.

When the immortal came that year, he really took him away.

But the immortal said that the child's talent was not very good, but with hard work, he could practice much faster than other children of the same age.

After many years, the boy returned to the village and treated the whole village to a meal. That meal...

After everyone finished eating, their legs no longer hurt, their waists were no longer sore, and they didn’t even feel tired after plowing three acres of land in one breath.

But even after that, no immortal came to the village, and no one even mentioned the name immortal again. People in the village who went to the city to do business said that there had been no immortals for a long time.

They have never seen an immortal, but our village is different.

Our village has truly produced immortals, so of course we must pass this down from generation to generation."

When telling this story, the old man who usually likes to peek at the pretty widow taking a bath actually sat upright with a somewhat serious face.

But the next second his true colors were revealed.

"Hey, if I were born a few decades earlier and became an immortal, a pretty widow in the village..."

Whenever at this time, the old man fell into unrealistic fantasy, Xiao Cui Xing would look up at the sky, hoping that some immortal would fly by.

Day after day, year after year.

Cui Xing grew up listening to this story.

Because the old man who is always arrogant is his grandfather.

A few years ago, during a war, I was accidentally shot in the stomach by a rebel soldier, and he was still on the roadside.

Therefore, after seeing Wen Yu's unusual behavior, the story of the immortal came back to Cui Xing's mind again.

A new door opened to him, and an urgent feeling of regretting for the rest of his life if he missed this opportunity urged him to ask this question. Cui Xing looked at Wen Yu with burning eyes, hoping to get a positive answer.

Wen Yu was startled for a moment, then started thinking seriously.

Since there is spiritual energy in this world and Heaven allows cultivation, it means that people who are fleeing from the wilderness also have hope to practice.

Although Gen Gu's talent as an adult is not as good as when he was a child, he can at least sense spiritual energy and use some small spells, and the boys and girls in the team may have good talents.

However, what I practice is the direct transmission method of Tianyan Sect. If I want to teach them, I have to choose another method.

Hey!

Next time I contact my mother-in-law, I can tell her that I will carry forward the name of Tianyan Sect in another world.

After clearing his thoughts, Wen Yu spoke carefully.

"You can learn, but you will learn much slower than children. After all, your bones have already grown."

When he heard the first two words "can learn", Cui Xing had a look of surprise on his face. He didn't care that the next words would be much slower and nodded crazily.

Seeing a tall, thick-set man with a big, sunny smile on his face, Wen Yu reached out and patted the goose bumps on his arms, and continued.

"Moreover, if you want to learn, you must join my sect. This kind of apprenticeship cannot be regretted easily. Anyone who betrays the sect will be killed without mercy."

"No problem! No problem!"

Cui Xing patted his chest, and Wen Yu actually saw some tears in his eyes.

"The only thing I'm not good at is honesty. If Miss Wen... is willing to teach me, I will follow Miss Wen from now on. I will hit whoever you ask me to!"

Wen Yu calmed down the excited Cui Xing and discussed another situation with him first.

"I can't help you test your bones now. After a while, I can test it for you. If the result is that you have no talent for cultivation, then even if I intend to teach you, you will not be able to practice it. At most, you will be stronger than ordinary people.

"

"Also, if I accept a disciple, I won't accept just anyone. There will definitely be a test. If you fail to pass the test, there is nothing I can do."

"In cultivating immortality, hard work is as important as talent. When the time comes, you will face a situation where you have to put in the same or even several times the effort, but you will never be able to catch up with the other person."

"If your mentality can't bear it, or if you practice with evil methods with crooked ideas, I will clean up the door."

After explaining the rules clearly to Cui Xing, Wen Yu finally asked.

"Even so, do you still want to learn from me?"

"study!"

Cui Xing responded simply and neatly, cultivating immortality is not only his grandfather, but also his obsession that has been planted in his heart since he was a child. Now that he finally sees the hope of realizing it, he must work hard to grasp it.

"Okay, then don't make any announcement about this matter. I will find you then."

Wen Yu had his own plan. According to his previous dream experience, although the little fox did not care much about worldly affairs, he had also met one or two other monks. He wondered if there were still sects in this world after so many years.

It is best that the fact that he is a cultivator should only be spread among the two hundred people who are fleeing the famine. Even if he teaches the skills, he should keep it a secret until the follow-up.

For these companions, Wen Yu is still confident that they can keep the secret well, whether it is out of gratitude to Wen Yu or the deterrence of force.

"no problem!"

Cui Xing nodded heavily.

"Then I'll leave first. Chief Tian asked me to take a few people farther away to see if I can hunt some pheasants and hares. If anything happens to Miss Wen, just call me and I'll be there right away!"

Immortals always have some strange habits, he understands!

Not long after watching Cui Xing leave, Wen Yu heard a crisp voice calling him.

"Sister Xiaoyu!"

Hearing the sound and looking over, it was Da Ya trotting over with a cloud-like blush on her face.

"Sister Da Ya!"

Daya stopped to take a breath and took Wen Yu's hand.

"Come on, the water is boiled. Grandma asked me to call you to take a bath."

Not to mention it was okay, but when it came to taking a bath, Wen Yu suddenly felt that she smelled everywhere, so she followed Daya obediently to the boiling water area not far away.

Most of the women and children in the team are here. There is water vapor in the air, the fire is bright, and there is a lively atmosphere.

The Xu family occupied a piece of land and let the children wash it first. Duan (the wife of the eldest Xu) and Wei Xiaoman (the wife of the second Xu) were busy pouring water into the wooden barrels. Several mats or mats were placed around the barrels.

Surrounded by quilts, a simple small space is formed.

Because of her old age, Mrs. Xu didn't get involved. Once most people had finished washing and dispersed, that was their time.

Mrs. Duan was urging her two daughters, Nuan Bao (Xu Nuannuan, fourteen years old) and Dong Bao (Xu Dong Bao, ten years old), to get into the bucket. At the same time, she told Nuan Bao to watch her sister, rub her first, and send her out.

Soaked for too long.

As for the two sons, Xu Guman has his own wife, Cui, who is taking care of them. Xu Fengnian went out with Cui Xing for a walk and will probably come back later.

When Wei Xiaoman saw Da Ya (Xu Zichu was sixteen years old) pulling Wen Yu over, a smile naturally appeared on his face. He grabbed Wen Yu's other hand and enthusiastically asked her to walk into the space she had set up. At the same time, Da Ya

Ya.

"Da Ya, rub your sister Xiaoyu's back."

"No need, I can do it myself."

Wen Yu opened her eyes wide and tried to refuse.

"Oh, I can't rub it as thoroughly as I asked Da Ya to rub it for you, carefully."

Wei Xiaoman couldn't help but push Wen Yu and Daya into a small cubicle, then closed the curtain and pushed Erya (Xu Ziyu, fourteen years old), who was looking around with big eyes and curious about everything, into another small cubicle.

Wei Xiaoman himself picked up his youngest son (Xu Henian was six years old), put him in another wooden bucket without a curtain, and scrubbed him.

There are not enough straw mats, and it is a child anyway. Everyone has seen him running around the village with his bare buttocks when he was a child.

Wei Xiaoman comforted his younger son and said.

Wen Yu and Da Ya stood in a small cubicle, going through a lot of embarrassment, looking at each other, breaking the silence, breaking jars and smashing jars, gradually enjoying and reluctant to leave the process.

Finally, Wen Yu put on the new clothes in her bag and came out dressed neatly.
To be continued...