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The carriage galloped rapidly on the path, and Wang Lin's body swayed with the bumps on the ground. He held the package in his arms, his heart was ups and downs, and with his parents' expectations for him, he left the mountain village where he had lived for fifteen years.

This place is quite a short distance from the county town. Wang Lin gradually fell asleep. I don’t know how long it took, but he was gently pushed by someone. When he opened his eyes, the fourth uncle looked at him with a smile and joked: “Tiezhu, what do you think of leaving the house for the first time.”

Wang Lin noticed that the carriage had stopped and smiled silly, "I don't think much, I'm just a little scared. I don't know if I can be earned by the immortal."

The fourth uncle laughed, patted Tiezhu on the shoulder, and said, "Okay, don't think so much. I'm here. This is the fourth uncle's house. You go and rest first. I'll take your family to the morning."

After getting off the carriage, there was a tiled house in front of Wang Lin. He followed the fourth uncle to a room. Wang Lin sat on the bed but was not sleepy at all. Scenes of his parents, villagers, and relatives flashed through his mind. He sighed softly, and his thoughts about being accepted into his disciples by immortals became even more serious.

Time passed little by little, and soon the sky was getting brighter and the sun gradually rose. Although Wang Lin didn't rest for a night, he was very energetic and with a hint of uneasiness, he followed his fourth uncle to the mansion of the Wang family.

This was the first time Wang Lin saw such a big house. He was dazzled. Uncle Fourth sighed as he walked: "Tiezhu, this time you must give your father a sigh, don't make fun of your relatives."

Wang Lin became even more nervous inside, bit his lower lip and nodded.

After a while, the fourth uncle led him to the big yard in the middle of the house. Tiezhu's father's elder brother, the old man, stood in the yard. After seeing Tiezhu, he nodded slightly and said, "Tiezhu, the immortal is here later, don't make a fuss. Follow your brother Wang Zhuo to learn everything. You can do whatever he does, do you know!"

In the last few words, the old man's tone was stern.

Wang Lin remained silent. When he looked around, he found that in addition to Wang Zhuo, there was also a boy with a slightly dark skin and a thorny head. His eyes were even more clever. His clothes were bulging, as if he had something in his pocket.

He saw Tiezhu looking at him, grimaced at him, ran over and asked, "You are Tiezhu brother from the second uncle's family, my name is Wang Hao."

Wang Lin chuckled and nodded.

The old man saw that Tiezhu ignored him and was slightly annoyed in his heart and was about to scold him.

At this moment, suddenly clouds floated in the sky, and a sword light broke through the sky like lightning. After the sword light dissipated, a young man in white stood on the ground. The young man's eyes were bright and he exuded an extraordinary temperament. His expression was cold, and his eyes swept over the three boys including Tiezhu, especially when he looked at the bulging things on the smart boy, and said coldly: "These are the three places in the Wang family?"

"Is this an immortal?" Wang Lin felt his body chilling, his heart couldn't stop beating wildly, his face was bloodless, and he stared at the other person blankly.

Looking at the boy with a clever look on his face, he also put his hands on his pants, respectfully, and a look of fanaticism in his eyes.

Only Wang Zhuo looked at the other person casually and snorted in his nose.

Wang Zhuo's father hurried forward with a respectful look on his face. Han Chanruo said in surprise: "Supreme immortal, these three people are the tribe members recommended by the Wang family."

The young man nodded and said impatiently: "Who is Wang Zhuo?"

The old man was delighted and hurriedly pulled Wang Zhuo and said, "Supreme Immortal, this is the dog son Wang Zhuo."

The young man looked at Wang Zhuo deeply, his face calmed down, and he nodded, "Junior Brother Wang is indeed a talented person. No wonder he was attracted by Master Daoxu."

Wang Zhuo looked at Tiezhu and the other clever boy proudly, and said proudly: "That's natural. I am a young master's spiritual root of immortal cultivation, and Immortal Daoxu praised it."

The young man frowned, but it quickly stretched out, looked at Wang Zhuo with a smile, rolled his sleeves, and took the three teenagers to fly into a cloud and turned into a long rainbow, and disappeared in an instant.

Uncle Fourth looked up at the sky and murmured to himself: "Iron Pillar, you must be selected!"

Wang Lin felt his body lightening, and the violent gust of wind made his face hurt. After a closer look, he immediately found that he was actually stuck under the young man's armpit and was moving forward rapidly in the air. The village on the ground turned into black dots as big as a palm, moving back quickly.

In just a short while, his eyes were already red by the wind and tears flowed down.

"You three don't want to blind your eyes, just close your eyes." The young man's cold voice came. Wang Lin's heart trembled and quickly closed his eyes, not daring to look at it again. He was even more yearning for cultivating immortals.

After a short while, Wang Lin could feel the young man's breathing slightly and his speed dropped significantly. Then a flash of eyes appeared before him. The young man quickly fell down. The moment he landed, the young man let go of his arm and the three teenagers fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the fall was not strong, so the three of them quickly got up and showed it to Wang Lin a fairyland like a paradise, with green mountains and green waters, birds singing and flowers.

In front of it, a towering mountain peak, with thousands of rocks competing for beauty, clouds and mists, and the fine appearance cannot be seen clearly. Sometimes one or two beasts sounds. A twisted stone steps winding down the mountain peak, like the scenery in the painting, with beautiful mountains and rivers. A feeling of being separated by a lifetime is leisurely.

Looking up from a distance, there is a hall at the top of the mountain. Although it is covered by clouds and mist, the colorful light flashes, making people feel worshipful at first sight.

Next to the hall, a long stone bridge that grows horizontally extends into the void clouds and mist, connecting to another mountain.

Such a blessed land is naturally the mountain gate of the Hengyue Sect. Hengyue Sect is one of the few cultivation sects in Zhao State. It once dominated the entire cultivation world of Zhao State 500 years ago, with digital old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage, and is full of glory. Unfortunately, as time goes by, several changes have been experienced in the middle. To this day, the former Cangtian Sect has shrunk to the point where it can only barely gain a foothold in the cultivation world.

However, despite this, the Hengyue Sect is still out of reach for mortals within thousands of miles of the surrounding area.

"Junior Brother Zhang, are these three boys recommended by the Wang family?" A middle-aged man in black, with a hint of fairy-like spirit, floated from the bottom of the mountain.

The young man showed respect on his face and said, "Senior Brother, these three people are recommended by the Wang family."

The middle-aged man glanced at Wang Zhuo for a few points, and said with a smile: "The head knows that you have reached the critical point of cultivation. Let me do this test. You can practice."

The young man promised, and his body moved and followed the mountain path, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!