The remote villages in the past have become very lively today. Many ordinary people gather at the entrance of the village and their eyes are full of enthusiasm and longing. Shengjing Xianshan is the only Xianmen within a thousand miles. Usually, they recruit disciples in big cities. This time, they are not willing to make an exception to record ten rural disciples. For them, entering the Xianmen is a success.

"Big brother, didn't you say that the skill you taught me is far above Shengjing immortal gate? Why do you want to participate in the selection of Shengjing immortal gate?" tea in the crowd asked with a puzzled look, holding Wang Zheng's cuff.

Wang Zheng smiled and whispered, "because there may be the answer I need in Shengjing Xianmen, naturally I want to have a look."

In the conversation, a young man with gorgeous clothes and impatient face came to Yukong, and his mouth was still saying: "I, the inner disciple of Shengjing Xianshan, the king of Taoism, unexpectedly wanted to go to this remote land to recruit disciples. There was no oil or water at all."

Looking at the disciples who walk in the sky, the ordinary villagers below are attached and worship. As if the real immortal came, only Wang Zheng and cha cha cha looked indifferent. Cha Cha originally worshipped flying in the sky, But when he practiced his sense of Qi, Wang Zheng passed on the follow-up cultivation method to him. She knew the so-called "walking in the air". As long as he had enough internal Qi, she could walk in the air.

"Who is the village head here?" the feeling of being worshipped by thousands of people finally made up for Wang Daoxing's dissatisfaction. Not long after he entered the practice, he still had a great sense of achievement in showing his holiness to others.

Wang Daoxing fell down, waved his right hand lightly, looked like an expert, and said lightly: "There is no need to be polite. I feel that God has the virtue of living well. Even if I was born in the countryside, I should have the opportunity to cultivate into an immortal. Therefore, we Shengjing Xianshan decided to give everyone a fair opportunity to cultivate. Anyone with talent can join Shengjing Xianshan, and maybe rise to the virtual world and become an immortal in the future."

As soon as they heard that there was a chance to become an immortal, their eyes began to shine. Many people in the world did not want to become an immortal as their ancestors. Even if they could not become an immortal, they could walk in the sky. The means of taking human life thousands of miles away was quite shocking and enough to make people look up to.

"Here is a talisman containing the Taoist method of the school. Children under the age of eight can come up and have a try. If it can cause the feeling of the talisman, they will have the opportunity to practice in Shengjing Xianshan." Wang Daoxing took out a black light spell from his arms.

Wang Zheng, who was standing in the distance, turned his mouth and showed a playful smile after seeing the spell, so as to integrate his ideas into the runes and seal characters to test whether he can practice. This method was the first time he saw. After all, it was hard to peel off his ideas.

Hearing that it was only for the talisman to respond, those people who could not restrain their impulse to live in their hearts asked their children to try. In a short morning, dozens of children were tired and sweating, but they couldn't feel the talisman. Even several smart parents stored wind bags in their children's cuffs and let the breeze blow the talisman, creating the illusion that the talisman felt.

Who knows, as soon as the breeze blew out, it was scattered by the power in the talisman, and even almost got on his own child.

"How can such a group of steamed stuffed buns have the talent of cultivation? I don't know what the elders think." Wang Daoxing yawned as he watched. The sense of achievement of the former saints had long been eroded.

Just when everyone was lost, suddenly someone screamed, "there's a response!"

The person with sharp eyes saw a child with rich clothes and a proud smile on his face holding a black light spell in his hand. A faint light was emitted from the spell, forming a vague third-class word in the space.

"The third-class talent is finally a talent for cultivation, but it is impossible to cultivate this talent to any advanced level." Wang Daoxing buttoned his ears and said with disdain: "come here and wait until the test is over and leave with me."

"Dad, I can be an immortal!" the young man in luxurious clothes cried happily, and looked at others with contempt. After becoming an immortal, these ordinary people are the most humble mole ants in his eyes.

The village head nodded with a smile and said, "Long'er, I hope you can remember your father when you become a real immortal one day."

The boy smiled and didn't talk. After becoming an immortal, even his biological parents were just mortals. There was a big gap between immortals and mortals.

"Look at his complacency, if I go up, I will be better than him!" Cha Cha said discontentedly, hiding behind Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng smiled dumbly. The cultivation talent of tea is indeed rare. Unfortunately, she has cultivated internal Qi. Otherwise, she can go up to meet her vanity of showing her holiness. If she goes up now and is seen to cultivate internal Qi, there will always be twists and turns.

"Tea, my young master will soon become an immortal. I'll give you a chance to agree to be my child's adoptive daughter-in-law. Maybe one day I'll come back and pick you up to enjoy happiness in Xianshan. Otherwise, don't blame me for my ruthlessness when I'm successful in cultivation." the young man walked to tea and said with a smile.

Cha Cha's lovely little face immediately pulled down, pushed away and said angrily, "Gu Long, get out of the way!"

Wang Zheng looked at the inflated ancient dragon with an expressionless face. Although tea and tea only developed internal Qi, they can also fight with ordinary strong men, not to mention the little boy in front of them.

Gu Long's face was gloomy. He pointed to the tea and scolded: "smelly girl, I see you as your blessing. Believe it or not, I asked my father to drive your mother and daughter out of the village. If there was no shelter from the village, you would die miserably!"

His face turned red and his pink fist was clenched. There was an impulse to rush up and press the ancient longhammer, but Wang Zheng said that he could not casually expose what he had practiced.

Wang Zheng's face was cold and nodded at tea.

With Wang Zheng's consent, the anger on Cha Cha's face turned into a faint smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Gu Long's heart clicked, and there was always a bad feeling in his heart.

"I laugh at your ignorance!" as soon as the voice fell, the internal Qi in the body of tea poured into his fist. The pink fist looked harmless, but one punch passed, Gu Long was like a broken kite flying in mid air. He heard the sound of broken bones and felt the pain of torn muscles. Gu Long only felt trembling all over his body. That fear made him even forget to cry.

Wang Daoxing, who yawned in the distance, keenly caught the flow of Qi when he shot tea. When he turned to tea, he just saw Gu Long flying out with a punch.

"Someone in remote villages and towns actually knows the cultivation method?" thinking, Wang Daoxing has appeared behind Gu Long. With a gentle lift of his right hand, he held Gu Long. A gentle Qi shrouded Gu Long and began to slowly treat the injury in Gu Long's body.

Seeing that Wang Daoxing caught Gu Long, Cha Cha felt that it was going to be bad. Only Wang Zheng stood behind and didn't care about Wang Daoxing at all. He was just a mole ant who had just begun to understand the law. He could crush a piece of it with one finger.