"Sister! The sect is recruiting new disciples today, do you want to go watch?"
Just as Mingmei was pondering what to do next, without any footsteps, a sweet, smoky scent that she hadn't smelled in a long time suddenly wafted into her nose, and then a little girl about her age pounced on her from behind.
"Xiaojiu."
Mingmei looked at the girl in front of her with her hair styled in two buns, the bright hair ties on the buns shimmering with a faint red glow in the sunlight. Her gaze finally fell to the little girl whose face resembled hers by seven parts, and her voice unconsciously softened.
Even if the Mei Jiu in front of her was just an NPC created in the game, it was enough to comfort her heart, which had not seen Mei Jiu for a long time.
While Heaven favored her, it also imposed greater constraints, preventing her from leaving that world.
"You went to the Spirit Food Pavilion again?"
Looking at the sesame seed on the corner of her mouth, Mingmei remembered the fragrance she had smelled earlier and figured out what Mei Jiu had been doing.
Unlike other sects that advocate fasting, Jingyun Mountain's cultivation of immortality is different. After all, with her father, a powerful figure who entered the Dao through food and was halfway to godhood, who would dare to say that eating is simply a waste of time?
Ling Shi Guan, simply put, is the canteen, the place where the disciples of Jingyun Mountain eat.
"Didn't Father say that people from other sects would be coming today? I'm just seeing if they've prepared more delicious food~"
"So, while Father and the others went to the sect leader's place, you stole food with your mouth full of crumbs?" Mingmei reached out to wipe the corners of NPC Mei Jiu's mouth.
"My dear sister is the best! You'll keep this a secret, right? I'll take you with me next time!"
Mei Jiu's smile is even more adorable than her usual bright smile, with a pair of sweet dimples. When she smiles, she's like a warm little sun, drawing people's attention to her.
Jingyun Mountain, which has been closed for a long time, will become lively starting today.
Looking at Mei Jiu's cheerful expression, Mingmei recalled Mei Jiu's prediction of her destiny: a phoenix destiny.
Mei Jiu was born with innate immortality and was favored by the heavens.
Some say that every breath she takes in this world is a form of cultivation. Even if she neglects her cultivation, as long as she lives long enough, she can still ascend to immortality.
In addition, when their twins were born, there were extraordinary celestial phenomena. Even though her father had made preparations in advance, he could not conceal the fact that Heaven was showing its favor.
Where there is a phoenix, there must be a dragon.
Because of Mei Jiu's birth, the number of geniuses born in this world in recent years has increased significantly compared to the past.
In the past, a genius would appear once every thousand years, but since Mei Jiu was born, geniuses have become as common as if they were free among those born after her or those who started cultivating immortality after her birth.
Now, taking advantage of the Jingyun Mountain's acceptance of disciples, the five righteous sects have all brought along young geniuses who are about the same age as Mei Jiu.
There's a sense that finding a partner should start from childhood.
After all, there are comparisons among geniuses. If someone is recognized by the Phoenix Maiden, who is destined to become a god, wouldn't that make them a genius among geniuses?
The probability of ascending to godhood at that time will be quite high, right?
Anyway, Mingmei had forgotten how many people came today, but she remembered that she hadn't heard anything about Xiaojiu taking a fancy to any boy until she left with her parents.
"Sister, I've noticed you seem to be spacing out a lot today~ Is it because you're bored staying on this mountain?" Mei Jiu keenly sensed that the person in front of her was in a strange mood today.
"No, I just feel like the sect will definitely be noisy in the future, and I don't like noise." Mingmei shook her head, feeling a sudden tightness in her chest.
I don't know why, but it seems that the lively personality she had finally developed seems to have become somewhat dull again.
I suddenly feel a bit world-weary, which doesn't seem like a good sign.
...
Where is my brother?
When Lu Xiaoyao stood at the top of the Questioning Steps and looked around at the number of people that was almost half as many as at the foot of the mountain, she instantly panicked.
Zhen Po was standing not far from her, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead.
The illusion just now was truly terrifying.
Zhen Po felt as if he had returned to that night of his and his brother's birthday. After receiving the message on the personal terminal, his father left home without stopping for a moment. Later that night, he and his brother were carried by their mother and sister onto a starship that left the planet. That night, there were people everywhere, the sound of sobbing in his ears, and the constant explosions in outer space after the starship took off.
Those memories he thought he should have forgotten resurfaced in his mind.
"Zhen Po, have you seen my brother?" Lu Xiaoyao leaned forward and asked in a low voice. However, what she thought was a low voice was no different from a loud voice asking a question to the sharp-eared and sharp-eyed cultivators.
The disciple of Jingyun Mountain, dressed in a snow-white brocade robe embroidered with silver threads, looked at Lu Xiaoyao and said, "Those who are not present at this time, if they have no conscience, will go down the mountain on their own."
"Oh? Can I go down the mountain to take a look?"
"Going down the mountain now is equivalent to giving up your entry qualification. You want to go down the mountain?" Lu Xiaoyao suddenly became a little uncertain when she was looked at by the other party with a hint of surprise.
Her task at this time was to join a sect of immortal cultivators.
"Then... will the people coming down the mountain be safe?" Lu Xiaoyao's question did not receive an answer, but she received a look of utter disdain from the other party.
It sounds like the other person is asking, "What kind of people do you think we are?"
Lu Xiaoyao was too embarrassed to ask anything more.
But after thinking for a moment, she asked again, "Where will they go after they go down the mountain?"
"They can go wherever they want. Are we supposed to worry about a bunch of outsiders who haven't even joined the sect?"
"oh……"
Lu Xiaoyao suddenly felt that these cultivators were really rather indifferent.
She turned her head and looked at the others, seemingly oblivious to the situation, while everyone else was immersed in the joy of passing the test.
"So what do we do next?"
Lu Xiaoyao didn't want to ask these cold, aloof cultivators anymore, so she went to ask Zhen Po instead. Zhen Po had already been chatting with the other NPCs and knew quite a bit, so she replied, "Next, we'll test your spiritual root talent, right? Then, based on your own situation, you'll be assigned to different places, right?"
"Oh, I see."
The process was much simpler than she had imagined.
But then again, it's true, they've already gone through this rigorous "political vetting" process, so what's there to worry about? (www.cascoo.net)
The only thing I'm worried about is my own qualifications.
When Lu Xiaoyao had her spiritual root talent examined and received a rating of below average, she was devastated.
"No, really? Dual spiritual roots are considered below average talent?" Along the way, Lu Xiaoyao had already begun to doubt the information in her identity file that said she was a well-known genius in their family.
However, the old man who was evaluating Hu Xu didn't seem surprised by Lu Xiaoyao's doubts, and said, "If this were a hundred years ago, your aptitude would be considered average, but now..."
She didn't say it very clearly, but the old man's shaking of his head proved that she couldn't do it.
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