The only way

The grass grows and the warbler flies in February, and the willows are drunk in the spring.

Children come back early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind.

Time is fair and ruthless. It flows equally on the earth, but never stops for any existence.

The human race is tenacious. They are like weeds that cannot be burned, like dodder that grows in a hurry. If you scatter a handful of seeds, it will bloom luxuriantly and brilliantly.

The high, seemingly endless city walls never let go of the shock in the hearts of those who look up.

"Brother, is this where the immortals live?"

"Climb to the top of the city wall, can you touch the clouds?"

The little girl with a bun has a dry and thin face, and her eyes look increasingly round and big.

At this moment, she was holding the sleeve of the young man next to her with one hand, her mouth wide open, looking at the city that seemed to tower into the clouds.

She followed her brother and walked through many cities, but she had never seen such a big, tall, and beautiful city.

Yes, beautiful.

The walls were built not with cheap mudstone or dusty adobe bricks, but with large, neat blue-white jade stones, engraved with beautiful patterns, and in some places inlaid with sparkling gems.

The little girl swore that she had never seen such a beautiful city.

This must be the city where the immortals live as the merchants said.

By the way, they said that the city where the immortals live is called Jumang City.

Jumang is a legendary god, the god of spring.

The little girl looked at the huge spaceship hanging outside the city and the brilliantly blooming vegetation on both sides of the road.

And in front of the city gate, among the people coming and going, there are some figures that occasionally appear, making people look at them.

The young man clenched his fists and looked at the city in front of him, feeling shocked in his heart.

He nodded vigorously and touched his sister's withered hair, "This is the city where immortals live. Once we get here, we will definitely be able to survive!"

"Don't you have to wander around the world anymore?"

"Correct!"

"Can you have a full meal?"

"Definitely!"

"Then...can I see the immortal?"

"……able!"

"Then can we become immortals?"

"Should...can, right?"

The brother and sister asked and answered questions, and followed the flow of people as they approached the city gate.

When we got to the bottom of the city gate, there were more than a dozen gates in a row, which was even more shocking.

And these dozen city gates are actually crowded with people.

The little girl turned her eyes and saw several city gates not far away. There were not many people there, but everyone who passed through them looked like immortals.

The little girl couldn't move her eyes away. She had never seen so many beautiful people.

No, Rishi.

"Did you come here on your own? How old are you? Where did you originally live?"

There are registered people at the gate of the city. They are well-dressed and neatly groomed, and their voices are neither fast nor slow.

Perhaps it was because the brothers and sisters were young and had a very gentle attitude.

The boy replied solemnly, "It's just me and my sister. I am eleven years old and my sister is only six years old. We are orphans and have no home."

Cai Zhang was a little surprised. It is not easy for two orphans to live no matter where they live.

The journey to Jumang City was even more difficult.

Why is there no doubt that they said they came with Feizhou? Because basically there is a dedicated person in charge of everyone coming from Feizhou, and the assigned city area and entrance through which gate have been arranged in advance.

Anyone who passes here comes to Jumang City on their own.

"You are not very old, and there is basically nothing to do in Jumang City. However, children in the city who are over seven and under thirteen can go to school for free for two years, and those who have no relatives can live in the Charity Hall."

Cai Zhang also has children, who are not very young, so he procrastinates in saying a few words to the two children in front of him.

The young man's eyes lit up and he tried to suppress his joy, "Excuse me... Immortal, will you accept a disciple?" Cai Zhang was not surprised by this question. Except for those who came to Jumang City by accident, everyone else who could come to Jumang City knew it. Some news.

For example, there are immortals living here.

Mortals admire immortals and naturally aspire to become immortals.

"You are lucky. Jumang City holds a disciple recruitment meeting every five years. It has already been held twice, and the third time will be this year."

"Anyone over seven years old or under twenty years old can participate."

He received his identity certificate from the city gate, thanked him, and took his sister into Jumang City.

As soon as we entered the city, the feeling of spring was even stronger. The trees on both sides of the street were tall and green, and there were also flowers of various colors planted, with a faint fragrance.

People walking up and down the street are all smiling. Occasionally, there are some children carrying cloth bags laughing and chasing each other.

The sound of hawking along the street is endless, and the smell of various kinds of food is fragrant.

Occasionally, there are descriptions of people dressed in obviously different ways, some carrying long swords on their backs, some with fluttering sleeves, or carrying strange-looking beasts.

Spotless, walking calmly among the crowd.

There are even some, just like ordinary mortals, sitting at street stalls eating food.

"Are you the Zhang brothers and sisters?"

A figure stood in front of the brother and sister who were watching.

The young man raised his head warily and looked at the person coming.

A girl who was twenty years old was dressed in a hazel-colored cassock, and her gauze skirt glowed with brilliance as she walked.

There was a faint smile on Goose Dan's face.

The boy looked at Xia Guangling floating lightly on the woman's arm and felt slightly nervous.

"Are you a fairy sister?"

Before the boy could speak, the little girl poked her head out and looked at the woman with bright eyes.

The woman smiled tenderly, "I am not a fairy, I am a disciple of Feixia Mountain, responsible for guiding mortals."

It is a sect's task to pick up mortals at the city gate, and there are some contributions, not many, but for low-level disciples like them, it can be regarded as an easy task.

"Feixia Mountain? Where is that?"

"It is a sect that cultivates immortality. You will know it after you have lived in Jumang City for a while."

"Sister Fairy, how do you know we are brother and sister Zhang?"

"I am not a fairy sister. My surname is Meng. You can call me Sister Meng. The tokens in your hands show that you are assigned to live in the west of the city, and we at Feixia Mountain are responsible for the west of the city."

Meng Xi took out his token and waved it in front of the brothers and sisters.

The material and size are slightly different, but the shape and the words on the front are the same.

"Are we going to the Charity Hall?"

"Yes, there are several charity halls in the city. Wherever you are from, I can send you to a charity hall with a large number of people from the same place as you."

Meng Xi's attitude was gentle, and the brothers and sisters' embarrassment and uneasiness dissipated a lot.

They saw Meng Xi leading them to a pergola, and there were many people waiting under it.

Most of them were bringing their families with them, looking at the people around them with curiosity.

At first glance, it looks like they are new here, just like the two siblings.

Meng Xi was very busy, leading people over one after another. When a certain number of people arrived, other Xiayi monks came over and took them to the west of the city.

Jumang City is very big. For ordinary people, it is impossible to walk on two feet. In that case, it would probably take most of the day to go from the east to the west of the city.

Therefore, there are many domesticated monsters in the city pulling carts and racing through the streets.

There is a special passage for animal carts, so there is no need to worry about disturbing pedestrians.

The car full of mortals were full of curiosity, crowding the windows and looking at Jumang City.

The eyes of the Zhang brothers and sisters were fixed on the children who were running around the streets carrying cloth bags, neatly dressed, and holding candied haws and paper kites in their hands.

His eyes were full of envy, yearning and expectation.

The prologue has begun, ready to start the battle between immortals and demons, la la la