Cultivation begins with the Shen family

Chapter 77
With the help of the family monks, several mortal villages and towns reappeared at the foot of Biyun Mountain.

At this time, on the central square of one of the villages and towns, thousands of secular mortals of all kinds have gathered here.

Among them were the old men with gray hair, and the childish children held by their parents. Everyone was looking forward to the high platform in the middle of the square.

I saw that on the high platform that attracted everyone's attention, there were two monks wearing Shen family uniforms standing side by side, a man and a woman. They were discussing with the guards here about the next test of their spiritual roots.

Among the crowd on the other side, a six or seven-year-old boy was struggling to stand on tiptoe, as if eager to see the scene on the high platform.

Seeing this, the father next to the boy couldn't help but smile, then picked him up and let him sit on his shoulders.

When the boy was lifted above his head by his father, all he saw was the dark crowd around him, and there were quite a few children like him who were held high on their shoulders by their parents.

Looking at the two monks who were talking on the high platform, a look of longing immediately appeared on his immature face.

Since he was a child, his father told him stories about monks protecting his family. Subconsciously, he has always wanted to become a monk so that he can protect his family and relatives.

"Father, do you think I can become a monk?"

As soon as this remark came out, the adults around all smiled, as if they were amused by the boy's question.

"Xiao Xuanzi, if you become a monk in the future, don't forget your second uncle, I was the one who changed the diapers for you back then."

I saw that a rough middle-aged man in the crowd couldn't help joking.

After hearing this, everyone laughed, but they looked at the boy with tenderness in their eyes.

On this side, the boy who was being teased by everyone couldn't help but blushed, and then lowered his head sullenly.

"Okay, Xuan'er, your second uncle was joking with you. If you can really become a family monk, we will all be happy for you."

At this time, the boy's father finally spoke. He looked at the boy who was sulking on his shoulder and said with a smile.

Hearing this, everyone on the other side didn't speak any more, they just looked at the silent boy with a smile on their face.

In fact, they all hope in their hearts that the boy will be lucky enough to become a monk. After all, for ordinary people like them, it is definitely a matter of glory if a monk can be born in their family.

In addition, as long as a monk can be born in the family, the lives of these immediate family members will be greatly improved. Not only will the government take care of them in daily life, but they will even help you handle the affairs after death.

But they also knew very well in their hearts that it was extremely difficult for a monk to be born in the family. Basically, it would take several generations for a monk to appear.

"Everyone, be quiet. Anyone who has not tested their spiritual roots can come up. I hope everyone can maintain order."

The guardian of this place is a man in his fifties. Although he is only a mortal, he has a high prestige in the hearts of the villagers.

"Let the children aged six to 12 come up first!"

As soon as the words fell, the children of the right age in the crowd began to step forward, forming a long line under the high platform.

Among the crowd, the boy's father took the boy down and said softly:

"Xuan'er, let's go!"

Faced with his father's encouragement, the boy nodded immediately, clenched his fists and walked towards the high platform.

Soon the first child climbed onto the high platform, and he came up to the female nun from the Shen family timidly, and under the guidance of her, he put his hand on a jade plate in front of him.

All of a sudden, the eyes of the two monks from the Shen family and thousands of people in the audience were fixed on the magical jade plate.

However, after several breaths of time, the phenomenon they expected did not happen.

"No spiritual root, next one!"

The female cultivator said lightly, with a little bit of regret.

Hearing this, the child couldn't help showing a disappointed expression, so he walked down the high platform listlessly with his head down.

On the other side, a little girl stepped onto the high platform right after her, and put her hand on the jade plate according to the previous steps, but the latter still didn't respond.

"No spiritual root, next one!"

In just one stick of incense, seven children were tested consecutively, but the mysterious jade plate did not change even once.

Looking at the companions who came down from the stage in disappointment, the boy before couldn't help feeling nervous.

He was afraid that he would do the same.
However, just as he was in a daze, the child in front of him had already fallen down from the high platform in despair.

"You can go up!"

The halberd-wielding guard who maintained order under the high platform looked at the boy and said.

I saw that the boy nodded slightly, turned his head to look in the direction of his father in the crowd, and then stepped onto the high platform with big strides.

He came in front of the female cultivator, suddenly bowed his hands and said:

"The immortal master has worked hard!"

"Put your hand on this."

Seeing this situation, the female cultivator of the family couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then looked at the different boy in front of her and smiled.

When the boy's hand touched the mysterious jade plate, a feeling of coldness hit his heart instantly, and then there seemed to be a suction force that firmly attracted his palm to the smooth surface of the jade plate.

After realizing this change, the boy immediately became nervous and wanted to withdraw his hand.

"Don't be nervous, it will be fine in a while!"

The female cultivator of the family smiled slightly, and then pinched out a magic formula and poured a piece of spiritual power into the jade plate.

With the injection of this spiritual power, the boy immediately felt a warm and comfortable feeling slowly coming towards him from the palm of his hand.

Just as he was getting intoxicated, the jade plate he touched suddenly burst into bright light!

At this moment, the eyes of the audience were all attracted by this bright light, and excited smiles appeared on the faces of many people.

"Xuanzi's father, your Xuanzi is a glorious ancestor this time!"

All the people around gathered around, while envious in their hearts, they also sincerely congratulated the boy's father.

Facing the congratulations from the relatives and friends around him, the boy's father also had a joyful smile on his face, but he couldn't help feeling a little bit of grief in his heart.

To have a monk in their family is indeed a matter of honor to ordinary people like them.

But it also means that a separation is coming
Even though the boy's father is just a mortal, it is obvious that he is different from the mortal.

From today onwards, he and his child get together less and leave more, and even in the future he may not see his child.

After all, the world of cultivating immortals is often more dangerous than the secular world, and if you are not careful, you will end up in a miserable end of life and death.

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(End of this chapter)