Chapter 56 Fairy Stone

Yuan Ming's nose was sore that his tears were about to fall down. Looking at Liu Jianyun, he choked and said, "Brother, you go. You have so much potential. Elder Ouyang said that you have a chance to advance to the realm of long life. But I may not even be able to enter a small sect. Isn't this a waste of a great opportunity? I have made it clear that you are more suitable to enter the immortal sect than me. I'd better go home to take care of my parents.

Elder Ouyang nodded approvingly, turned to look at Liu Jianyun, and said, "Not everyone's talent is as good as you. Think about it, if your brother can't enter the immortal school because of his talent, won't it be a big loss?"

"No." With a faint response, Liu Jianyun no longer paid attention to Elder Ouyang. He turned around, stared at Yuan Ming, patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him, "It's okay. Believe me, you can definitely enter a good sect. Do you want to see the whole village disappointed?"

Yuan Ming shook his head and whispered, "I don't want to. But..."

"That's not the end." Liu Jianyun interrupted him, increased his voice, and said, "Believe me, you can definitely get in."

"Hmm." Under Liu Jianyun's repeated dissuasion, Yuan Ming pondered for a long time and finally nodded and said firmly.

Elder Ouyang could only sigh at such a stubborn Liu Jianyun, shook his head in disappointment, turned around and left. However, after taking three steps, he hesitated for a moment, turned around, pondered a little, and said, "Liu Jianyun, Xuan Tianzong welcomes you at any time."

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"Well, now the fairy hunting conference has officially begun. Cultivation of immortals? What is cultivation of immortals? On the long road to immortal cultivation, who can really become an immortal and be proud of the world? I can only say that it is pitiful." Shortly after Yuan Ming finished reporting, a young man in gray said in a low voice on the ring in the square.

Looking at the confused eyes of the people under the ring, the young man in gray nodded with satisfaction, moistened his throat and continued to say.

"Actually, if you want to cultivate immortals, talent, wisdom and perseverance are indispensable. And what we elders have to do is to choose some talented people who gather talent, wisdom, perseverance and integration to cultivate immortals and increase the opportunities to cultivate immortals, so that this annual immortal search conference will be held.

Of course, it is not easy to know whether a person has the legendary talent, wisdom and perseverance, so today, our various sects will set three levels. As long as someone can pass these three levels, even if they become the master of immortals, there will be a corresponding sect that will come to your house to invite you to get started. Of.

Okay, let's not talk any more nonsense. Let me briefly introduce the rules. The first level is to touch the stone. The young man pointed to the huge stone behind him and said, "This is not an ordinary stone. He is the spiritual stone of our immortal world. Because it can measure a person's talent, it is also called fairy stone. When you come up to participate in the fairy search conference, you must first open your hand and put it on the fairy stone for three minutes. As long as the fairy stone shines, it will pass the first level.

"Alas, although touching the fairy stone is the simplest level, 80% of people are often stuck in this level. I don't know if my child can pass this level. If I can pass this level, I believe that my child will definitely be able to be paid by the cultivation sect." At this time, the middle-aged woman under the stage looked at the fairy stone in front of her and said with emotion.

"That's not, like the last two can be trained the day after tomorrow, but only in this first level, the test is talent. But such an illusory thing as talent is given by God. If talent is not good, no matter how hard you try, you can't enter the door of immortal cultivation. Next to her, another middle-aged woman stood up and answered casually.

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The young man on the stage waved his sleeves and signaled that the stage was quiet, and then increased his voice and said, "As for the test of wisdom and perseverance, we will put it in the second and third levels. Let's wait until some of you pass the first level.

"Let's start with Zheng Weide No. 1 now." After introducing the basic content and rules of the Immortal Search Conference, the young man shook his sleeves, held a page of yellow paper in his hands, and announced loudly according to the list above.

Then, a man with a rough face stepped onto the stage, looked at the young man with a nervous face, and then at the fairy stone, and refused to do it.

The young man on the stage waited a little impatiently. He raised his eyebrows and shouted loudly, "There are hundreds of people waiting for you here. I'm not free when you are free. Hurry up. Get out of here if you don't have time."

Zheng Weide was shocked, lowered his head, pondered a little, gritted his teeth, and finally stretched out his right hand and put his palm on the fairy stone, which was almost as high as his shoulder. However, a minute later, the fairy stone did not respond, and a trace of cold sweat began to appear on Zheng Weide's forehead.

Two minutes later, Xianyuan Stone still had no reaction. The spectators under the stage shook their heads and sighed, and one of the women rolled her eyes and fainted.

At this time,

Zheng Weide, standing on the stage, was even more uncomfortable. His parents and family' expectations for him kept flashing in front of him. His promise to his family before leaving couldn't help but become pale. Obviously, he was under great pressure and had reached the verge of collapse.

"Ah, it's bright, it's red light." At this time, Zheng Weide, who was confused, suddenly heard someone shouting loudly under the stage. He quickly opened his eyes and looked at the fiery red fairy edge stone in front of him. His heart moved and knelt on the ground excitedly and kissed the fairy edge stone.

An old man in fiery red on the stage nodded with satisfaction after seeing the fairy stone shining, took out a red pamphlet from his pocket and wrote down a name.

After that, 130 people have been tested, but there was no one except the first Zheng Weide who passed the first level. Everyone couldn't help but fall into deep emotion, sighing that it was not easy to cultivate immortals and could not be forced, and at the same time increased their yearning for immortal cultivation. At this time, Yuan Ming looked at the fairy stone on the stage with yearning eyes and kept rubbing nervously. Rub your hands.

After half a day of testing, it was finally Yuan Ming's turn. With nervousness and excitement, Yuan Ming stepped on the ring, trembling his hands, and gently touched the fairy stone.

But a minute passed, and the fairy stone did not shine.

Yuan Ming was shocked and constantly comforted himself: It's okay, don't worry. Isn't Zheng Weide like this before? Maybe I also lit up at the most critical moment. And didn't the eldest brother say that I will definitely pass the test, then I will definitely pass the test, um, come on.

Although Yuan Ming comforted him like this, his face was still pale. Two minutes later, the situation was the same as that of Zheng Weide at that time. Xianyuan Stone still did not change. The helpless Yuan Ming turned his head and looked at Liu Jianyun, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Liu Jianyun just nodded faintly and said, "Second brother, you will never know the end until the last minute, so you can never give up, okay?"

Yuan Ming nodded, and a tear fell from his eyes. He lowered his head and said 'um'.

But three minutes have passed, and what everyone expected has not happened, which shows that Yuan Ming is not as lucky as Zheng Weide. He lost in the talent test at the first level and must wait for him to come back next year. What's more, he has hardly entered the world of immortal cultivation in his life.

The reality is so cruel that not everything will go according to your wishes. There is a good saying: the higher you climb, the worse you fall.

Now Yuan Ming's situation is like this. Originally, he came to participate in the fairy-hunting conference with hope, and he carried the family's dreams and hopes for 500 years, but he failed in the first level, and anyone would feel uncomfortable.

Yuan Ming is no exception.

At this time, he stood on the stage like a papaya, with no blood on his face, and he kept muttering the three words 'sorry'. Finally, because he couldn't stand such a blow, his legs softened and fell to the ground.

There was no trace of pity in the eyes of the examiner on the stage. He pointed to Yuan Ming and said lightly, "Don't waste time. Let's drag it down."

Indeed, these examiners face such things tens of thousands of times every year. For a person who is used to seeing the impermanence of the world, even if he was enthusiastic before, his heart will gradually become iron-hearted.

Liu Jianyun did not blame these people for their ruthlessness, but jumped on the ring, carried Yuan Ming on his back, and walked to the inn.

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At night.

Yuan Ming, who was in a coma, finally opened his eyes slowly and looked around confusedly.

Suddenly, there was a trance.

When Yuan Ming turned his eyes and saw Liu Jianyun, his face changed and he quickly turned his head and dared not look at Liu Jianyun and the others again.

Chen Yin looked at his son who was extremely self-reproached. His heart softened and walked forward. He gently picked up Yuan Ming's head and comforted him, "Our Yuan's village has always hoped that someone can enter the immortal sect. In fact, hundreds of years ago, there were more or less people in each village next door who succeeded in cultivating immortality, so our village Zi has been oppressed, otherwise, with the strength of our village, the scale of our village today may be comparable to that of a small town. It is precisely because he wants to get rid of this kind of oppression and ridicule from other villages that Yuanjiacun must participate in the rules of the fairy-seeking conference after becoming an adult hundreds of years ago, so as to glorify the ancestors.

After a pause, Chen Yin stood up, walked to the table, picked up a book, and continued to say to Yuan Ming, "Minger, in fact, the cultivation of immortals is just a shortcut to glorify the ancestors. It doesn't matter if there is no cultivation of immortals. Don't we still take the imperial examination? A few years ago, your eldest brother Leier was determined to take the first exam. Now he has inherited his brother's career to complete what your eldest brother has not done. Isn't it also good? Besides, reading is also good. Look at our Marshal Sima Hou of Shu. Although he has no power to bind chickens, hasn't his wisdom won the respect of the people of the whole country?

Yuan Tianya also nodded with consent and said earnestly, "Yuan Ming, your mother is right. Stand up, man, where to fall and stand up."

After listening to the advice of the two old men, Yuan Ming's mood was a little better and no longer so heavy. He nodded heavily, touched the tears, firmly opened the quilt, sat up and said, "Well, my mother is right. Cultivation of immortals depends on talent, and talent is destined. We can't force it. Even if we work harder the day after tomorrow, there is nothing we can do. But." Yuan Ming slightly increased his tone, "However, the top exam is different. There is no predestined statement. As long as I work hard enough, I will definitely get good results."

"Haha," at this time, Liu Jianyun suddenly laughed, interrupted Yuan Ming's continued words, and said with a smile, "Second brother, who said that if the eldest brother can let you enter the immortal sect, you will definitely enter. In the memory of the eldest brother, I have always done what I said. Don't you believe the eldest brother? Hey hey."