Chapter 132: Peace but not happiness
Happy Town.
There is a large stage in the center of the town, which was specially built for the immortal to test the fairy roots for the children.
At this time, the sun is high in the sky, the weather is clear, and the breeze is blowing. It is a perfect weather.
It also indicates that this important matter seems to be coming to a successful end.
"Quiet!"
The mayor gestured by pressing his raised hands downward.
In an instant, the noisy sound disappeared.
"Chen hour has arrived. Now children aged twelve and under will come on stage one by one for testing in the order just mentioned."
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"No, next one."
"No."
"Next."
"Next."
The immortal's calm words were like the edge of a sword, cutting into the heart of the loser.
The mortals in the audience looked at the immortal in white robes, complaining and marveling in their hearts.
"This is an immortal, no different from ordinary people."
"Just wear nicer clothes. Is this really an immortal?"
"This immortal has such a good temperament, he is just different from ordinary people."
However, no matter how he evaluates it in his heart, the immortal does not know.
After all, they dare not speak out about the Immortal.
As time passes, no one who has come to power so far has immortal roots.
The small square seal in the immortal's hand has not changed at all.
Just when everyone feels bored and disappointed.
In an instant, a dazzling light emitted from the small square seal.
Under the light, the immortal smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally one is out.
"Low-grade fire spirit root, destined for the immortal path, come here."
The immortal said calmly, looking at the boy about ten years old and giving a signal.
The boy nodded and walked behind the sage.
At this moment, the audience was noisy and had different opinions.
The scene just now was really too novel for them.
It’s worth it to see such wonders in this life!
Offstage.
Lu Yuan watched this scene quietly. Although his expression was extremely calm, there was already a turmoil in his heart.
He looked down at the three children standing beside him.
Lu Pingan, twelve years old.
Lu Ping, six years old.
Lu Anan, four years old.
I couldn't help but raise my hand and touch the heads of several children one by one.
The three children looked up at Lu Yuan and saw their father and master smiling at them.
Lu Yuan nodded to them and prayed for the three of them in his heart.
Although I know that once I step onto the path of immortality, there is a high probability that I will not be able to meet mortals or my family in this life.
But Lu Yuan still hopes that they can be selected.
Otherwise, I'm afraid I can only live an ordinary life like myself.
Soon, it was Lu Pingan's turn to take the stage for testing.
Lu Ping'an was the oldest. He held the hands of Lu Ping and Lu An'an, one on each side, and slowly walked onto the stage.
Lu Ping took the lead in testing.
"The road to immortality is next."
Then came Lu Anan.
"No spiritual roots, next one."
Finally, there is Lu Pingan.
"Low-grade wood spirit root, if you are destined to become an immortal, please stand behind me."
The immortal said expressionlessly.
A few low-grade spiritual roots appeared in a long time, and he had no expectations.
The quality of this village is not high.
He thought so in his heart.
Lu Ping and Lu Anan, brothers and sisters, stepped off the stage together and quickly came to Lu Yuan's side.
The two of them were too young and didn't know what they were doing.
Lu Anan even shed tears because of the immortal's indifference and the looks of the people around her.
"Ooooh, daddy."
"Ah, little An'an, don't cry, don't cry."
Lu Yuan coaxed and looked at his two children.
Although I feel helpless in my heart, things have come to this point and there is no way to change them.
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Three days later.
At the entrance of Pingan Village, the whole family came to say goodbye to Lu Pingan.
Once he enters the Immortal Sect, Lu Pingan will probably never see them again in his life.
Lu Yuan held Lu Ping'an's hand and went to Xingfu Town with him.
There are two figures, one big and one small, one tall and one short.
Behind him are the gazes and blessings of his family.
The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on their faces, making their faces golden.
Lu Pingan wiped his tears and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Lu Yuan rubbed his head, smiled and said nothing.
Three days ago, I learned from the immortal that their sect is called Biqing Sect.
Lu Yuan didn't know where this sect was, how big it was, how good it was, and whether there might be many bad people in it.
These are unknown things that cannot be studied.
He could only pray in his heart, hoping that Lu Pingan would not be bullied.
Lu Ping'an is twelve years old this year. Compared with two years ago, he has grown a bit, become taller, and his figure is not so thin, but the only thing that remains unchanged is his dark skin.
I don’t know if your kid will turn white when you get to the Immortal Sect.
Hahaha.
Lu Yuan smiled in his heart.
Lu Ping'an had a small wooden sword in his baggage. He had a strong interest in swords from some unknown time.
Lu Yuan specially made a wooden sword for him.
During normal training, he would also swing his sword around.
It's just delicious, though.
In fact, among the three little guys of the Lu family, Lu Ping'an has been the most well-behaved and obedient in the past few years.
It started from the day I came to the Lu family.
When he was less than six years old, he would rush to do any housework or farm work.
Once I started, I kept doing this for several years.
Maybe, he was used to being bullied and suffering.
He didn't want to lose this hard-earned happiness.
Unknowingly, the two had arrived at the town of happiness.
Lu Yuan looked at Lu Ping'an and finally said to him:
"Ping'an, practice well, and come back to see the master when you have the chance in the future."
Lu Ping'an listened obediently and nodded.
"Master, I will not forget you. I will find a chance to write to you."
Lu Yuan smiled and finally straightened Lu Ping'an's clothes.
"Ping'an, have a good trip."
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At the time of parting, the master and the apprentice did not say much, but remained silent until they parted completely.
Lu Yuan walked alone on the road home. He had walked this road for more than 30 years.
When I was a child, I thought it was very long, but when I grew up, it was no longer the case.
Lu Yuan raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes.
But why is this road so long today?
In the sky, Lu Ping'an sat on the back of a crane.
Different from the excited, excited, and scared expressions of other children.
He was silent, his expression was very calm.
Looking at the clouds in the sky, Lu Ping'an's eyes were moistened.
So far, so high.
Xingfu Town has become so small.
Master, I can't bear to leave you.
Since he came to the Lu family, he knew what happiness was in Xingfu Town.
What was peace in Ping'an Village.
But now, he was about to embark on the immortal path, and he was about to enter the immortal gate, but his heart was empty.
It seemed that a place had disappeared, and something was missing.
What was it, Lu Ping'an didn't know, he only knew:
"Master, I am not happy now."
