Chapter 1 It’s finally my turn

At noon, the sun was shining brightly in the sky. The summer heat made people sweat all over, and the sun was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

But at this time, all the villagers of Xiaohe Village ran out of their houses and looked up at the splendor in the sky.

In front of a dilapidated thatched house, a thin girl, about five or six years old, raised her hands to cover her forehead, looked up at the beautiful sparks created by the collision of two balls of purple and red light in the sky, her mouth wide open in shock.

"Grandpa Village Chief, what is that?"

The two balls of light in the sky quickly disappeared into the distance. It took Lin Xiaoman a while to find his voice. He put down his hands reluctantly and turned excitedly to look at the old man beside him.

She could hear the surrounding villagers talking about it. "That's an immortal, oh immortal, is this a world of immortal cultivation?!"

Lin Xiaoman looked at the village chief with anticipation, waiting for him to give her a positive answer.

"Immortal, he's a god."

Lin Xiaoman was so excited that she almost jumped up. This was really a world of cultivating immortals!

Finally, is it finally her turn?!

It has been six years since she came into this world. She was in a daze in the past few years. It was only a year ago that she "woke up" after her grandfather, who depended on her for survival, passed away unexpectedly. She realized that she had lived two lives. In her previous life, she was a programmer who worked overtime intensively for 996 and eventually died suddenly at her workstation.

Unexpectedly, after her death, she did not enter the underworld to be reincarnated. Instead, she traveled to this world called the Xia Dynasty and became a native of Xiaohe Village. Combining the memories of her two lives, she was an orphan in both lives. In her previous life, she was adopted by a kind-hearted person from an orphanage. In this life, it seems that she has never seen her parents since she was born. The first person she saw was a kind and amiable grandfather. Unfortunately, this grandfather also passed away a year ago.

Over the past year, Lin Xiaoman always thought that she had a farming script. In her previous life, as a worker, she had pre-prepared meals for three meals a day and breathed the heavily polluted air in the city. She had long had a farming dream. Now that she traveled to this small village surrounded by mountains, it can be said that her dream has come true.

But, unexpectedly, she actually had her second dream come true!

Who hasn't dreamed of one day being able to travel the world, up mountains and down seas, and soar through the heavens and into the earth? Who hasn't dreamed of being able to cast a spell and become incredibly powerful? Who hasn't dreamed of living a long and healthy life?!

Lin Xiaoman grabbed the village chief's hand and said, "Grandpa Village Chief, how can I become an immortal? Do I need to test my spiritual roots? Can I do that?"

Don’t novels and TV shows all say that in the world of cultivating immortals, the spiritual roots are tested, the heroine travels through time and becomes the darling of heaven, with a rough golden finger, and there are treasures to pick up wherever she goes. Of course, there are hardships in the process, but she will definitely not die in the end, otherwise the whole show would have ended where it is!

Village chief Lin Maodong looked at Lin Xiaoman in surprise, "Huh? Xiaoman, how do you know this?"

Lin Xiaoman's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes rolled around. "Grandpa told me."

Lin Maodong was only surprised for a moment and didn't intend to pursue the matter. But when he heard her say this, his face darkened and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"No wonder then. Your grandfather was a restless man when he was young. He even said he wanted to become an immortal. He ran away hoping to find an immortal mountain to become a disciple, but unfortunately he couldn't find one."

"Wow, it turns out my grandpa also wants to be a god."

Lin Maodong laughed heartily upon hearing this. "Hahaha, who in this world doesn't want to be a god? It's a pity that we are all mortals without spiritual roots."

"Grandpa Village Chief, what about me? What about me? Can I?"

She definitely can. She's a time traveler, so according to the plot in the novel, she must have spiritual roots. Oh, and a golden finger. What is her golden finger? I'm so excited!

Lin Maodong looked down at Lin Xiaoman, whose eyes were full of excitement and anticipation, and sighed inwardly. He seemed to see himself decades ago. At that time, they, a group of little kids, also knew that there were gods in this world when they saw gods fighting in the sky, and they dreamed that one day they could fly into the sky and into the earth.

"Grandpa doesn't know whether Xiaoman can become a god, but the gods will tell you."

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Three days later, Lin Xiaoman and five other children aged 6-10 in the village followed the village chief Lin Maodong on an ox cart to the town. When they arrived in the town, they met up with people from other villages. There were a total of 66 children. Each village was led by their own village chief or adults. They got on the carriage arranged by the mayor. There were five carriages in the group, and there were twenty tall guards on both sides to protect them. They set off for Fuyang City.

Lin Xiaoman huddled up and squatted in the carriage. In addition to a few people from their village, there were people from two other villages. Twelve people were squeezed into one carriage. Although it was a bit crowded, fortunately most of them were children, so it was not too uncomfortable.

Even though they were feeling uncomfortable, no one complained. Everyone knew that they were going to Fuyang City to test their spiritual roots. If they passed, they would become gods in the future!!!

Lin Xiaoman was also full of excitement and excitement, and she even hadn't slept well in the past few days.

"Grandpa Village Chief, how long will it take us to get to Fuyang City?"

"It's a long journey, maybe a month."

"Huh? So long?"

There was a burst of discussion in the car, and the next moment there were two consecutive knocks on the window.

"Be quiet! Be careful not to attract monsters."

Everyone was so frightened that they trembled all over and dared not say anything more.

Lin Xiaoman was also shocked. There is a monster?!

No wonder the mayor sent so many guards to escort them. How could there be danger along the way?

Seeing that she looked unhappy, Lin Maodong reached out and rubbed her head to comfort her.

After that, no one talked much in the carriage. They only spoke when the carriage stopped to rest or eat. They could come out for a "fresh breeze", stretch their bodies and talk.

Lin Xiaoman's anticipation and excitement slowly dissipated during the silent and tense journey.

Fortunately, God was kind to them and they had a safe journey. A month later, they finally arrived.

Lin Xiaoman looked up at the huge and majestic city wall in front of him, his head almost tilted back to his back, and his body couldn't help but step back, and he hadn't seen the whole picture of the city wall yet.

Lin Maodong reached out and held Lin Xiaoman's shoulder. "Xiaoman, follow the team. We are going to test your spiritual roots now."

"Huh? So fast."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaoman immediately became energetic, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly followed.

They followed the leader this time and lined up to enter the city, then arrived at a huge square. The square was full of people, all of whom were children of the same size as them.

Lin Maodong looked at the strange yet familiar scene in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh and feel melancholy. Back then, he also came here with full of expectations.

Now, he is here again. This time he is not here to test the spiritual roots, but to send the children to the gate of immortality. I wonder if anyone can succeed.

The square was full of queues. Lin Xiaoman followed everyone and chose a queue. It was very fast and it was her turn in less than an hour.