Half a step away from the disciple recruitment office of Chunyang Temple, dozens of children of all sizes gathered in the courtyard, both boys and girls. No one dared to speak to each other.
These children are the disciples carefully selected and sent by the various sects and families. Each of them has placed high hopes on their respective family sect.
So the children feel more pressure, the lively ones become silent, and the silent ones become even more silent.
Lu Cheng is the older one among the children. He is twelve years old this year and has almost met the recruitment standards.
He is a little fat guy with a very cute round face, but his flesh is not just for decoration. He has been using potions to strengthen his muscles and bones since he was a child, and he has practiced the Shaolin Golden Bell Kung Fu. The flesh looks soft, but when the blood is raised, it immediately turns into copper skin and iron bones, and it is extremely powerful. Ordinary knives can't scratch it.
But he himself has a very gentle temperament. Although he is very talented in martial arts, he never fights with others. He likes to make friends with others. He likes to smile when he talks and looks very lovable.
This time, he came reluctantly. After all, he is a child living in the city. As soon as he heard that he wanted to come to the mountains to practice Taoism, he would immediately resist.
"It's just that he looks likeable, but he has no say in the family, so he was forced to come in the end.
Now looking at this depressing atmosphere, Lu Cheng disliked it even more.
We are all children, okay? How come we are deeper than adults? It is said that even if you fail to cultivate Taoism, you have to be twenty years old before you can leave. I am only twelve years old, don't I have to be bored for eight years?
Thinking about it, Lu Cheng felt shuddering.
He quietly looked around, looking for someone to talk to. I haven't spoken for a whole day. If I don't say a few words, I will probably choke myself to death.
The one on the left is a little sister about ten years old. There is no intimacy between men and women, so I'd better not talk to her, mainly because she doesn't look good and doesn't suit my taste.
The person on the right is a handsome young man with long hair. Under his flowing long hair, there is a delicate and fair face, which makes Lu Cheng feel envious and jealous. It's just that this face looks a little cold. His eyes were looking straight ahead.
You are a little kid, why are you pretending to be cold?
Lu Cheng quietly pulled him.
"Hello, hello. My name is Lu Cheng."
The cold handsome boy ignored Lu Cheng.
Lu Cheng did not give up and continued to pull him.
"My name is Lu Cheng, what is your name?"
¡°Your hair is so dark, what shampoo did you use?¡±
"Hey. You still have pierced ears? Haha. There are still two more."
"Do you know what we are going to learn in the future?"
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Maybe he finally couldn't stand Lu Cheng's irritation. The handsome boy turned to look at Lu Cheng, frowned and said, "I don't want to know you."
Lu Cheng was stunned.
The handsome boy continued to stare into the distance, looking like a depressed little prince.
Lu Cheng turned around helplessly.
At this time, the little girl on the left looked at Lu Cheng with twinkling eyes and said, "I want to get to know you. My name is Fang Wei. You have so much flesh and are so cute."
There was a sound of footsteps, which instantly attracted the attention of all the children.
I have been standing there for more than an hour. I have long been tired of standing, and no one else comes. Maybe some of the younger ones can¡¯t stand it.
Turning around and looking around, the children saw a group of people walking towards an old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest was Mo Yuanzi, and with him were a group of helpers led by Wei Danfeng.
"Master Mo, the children are all here. Do you want to say a few words?" Wei Danfeng asked with a smile.
Mo Yuanzi glanced at the young disciples, shook his head and said: "Forget it, they have to fight for their own immortal fate. Whether they can become disciples of Chunyang Temple depends on their chance and talent."
Wei Shanfeng nodded and said, "Junior understands, does senior have any other instructions?"
Mo Yuanzi shook his head and walked to the front of the crowd.
Feeling the gaze of the old Taoist priest, all the young people felt a little pressure. They couldn't help but raise their chests and heads, and tried to show their best side.
Mo Yuanzi smiled: "Pick up your luggage and follow me."
The children hurriedly picked up the large and small luggage bags placed at their feet.
Mo Yuanzi nodded to Wei Danfeng, turned around and walked out of the yard. Behind him, the children hurriedly followed in sequence.
When the cold handsome boy passed by Wei Danfeng, he turned to look at Wei Danfeng.
Wei Danfeng smiled, his eyes full of encouragement.??
But the cold handsome guy showed no expression, turned his head and continued walking.
Wei Danfeng¡¯s smile froze.
After a while, everyone walked out of the courtyard, and Bai Tai walked to Wei Danfeng's side: "Don't worry, I believe Shan Yu can understand you."
Wei Danfeng smiled: "I don't expect his understanding, but this is an opportunity for my Wei family. I want to establish my own lineage. I can't rely on myself alone. If Shan Yu can succeed in cultivating Taoism, then my lineage will be considered a real one." I have support. From now on, I will still have to rely on him."
Bai Tai opened his mouth but said nothing.
Sometimes people think differently and make different choices.
He never thought about how much he would achieve by relying on his sister. It would be enough if his sister could grow up safely and not be tortured by illness.
When they arrived outside the Chunyang Mountain Guarding Formation, many children showed curiosity in their eyes.
Especially when they got close, the thick mist automatically opened a passage, which surprised the children.
"Ah, there are so many here!" A crisp voice sounded, and then a cute little girl walked out of the mist and looked curiously at the many children brought by Mo Yuanzi.
Seeing Xi Jun, all the children were extremely surprised, especially the fat boy Lu Cheng and the cold handsome boy. Their eyes lit up. Lu Cheng said with a sly smile: "This is good, it's my type."
"You like this? I will definitely be like her in the future." A voice not to be outdone sounded next to her.
Lu Cheng turned around and saw a dark look on his face.
The person speaking was Fang Wei, the girl who was standing to her left before. She was skinny, skinny, and her hair was a little yellow. She didn¡¯t think the future was worth looking forward to.
"Yes, then I wish you success." Lu Cheng said without sincerity.
Fang Wei¡¯s eyes lit up: ¡°Do you think I can succeed?¡±
Lu Cheng was speechless, were my kind words okay? Don't take it seriously.
"Haha, it should be possible."
"Hee hee, this is the first time someone thinks I can grow beautiful, and I like your meat very much. We will be good friends from now on." Fang Wei said happily.
Lu Cheng stopped talking. If you continue talking, are you going to pursue me? I don't like girls who are too thin.
Mo Yuanzi smiled at this time and said, "It's Mr. Xi. Well, these are your future junior brothers and sisters."
Bai Xijun said with a smile: "Hello, junior brothers and sisters." Looking at her, she was really happy. After all, although Chunyang Temple is very good, it is not very popular.
Now that so many friends are here all at once, it will definitely be very lively in the future.
"Xijun, come back quickly." The call of the Phantom God came from the mist.
Bai Xijun stuck out his little tongue cutely, waved and said: "Master called me, goodbye brothers and sisters." Then like an elf, he got into the mist.
Wow!
All the children were amazed. At the first glance, Bai Xijun left a beautiful image for them, and many children were inexplicably looking forward to it. (To be continued)