My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 174 Yunya Town

A mountain range stretching nearly two thousand miles, like a dragon or a snake, is entrenched on the land of Liangzhou.

Big and small, grotesque peaks are scattered all over the place.

Whenever the sea of ​​clouds rises, some peaks are hidden in it, and some stand proudly upright, like an isolated island in the sea, sitting and watching the rising and falling of the mist, standing still.

This is the Yunxiao Mountains, where the only sect of the Xu Kingdom—the Yunxiao Sect is located.

On the edge of the sea of ​​clouds, there is a small protrusion, like a rock in the sea, covered by clouds and mist, it appears and disappears from time to time.

When the sea of ​​clouds dissipated and the sun shone brightly, this so-called reef was a thousand feet high, and it was a majestic and strange mountain.

The name of this mountain is Yunya, which means the edge of the sea of ​​clouds, and it is the outermost place of Yunxiao Sect.

There is a small town at the foot of the mountain, named Yunya Town, which is named after this mountain.

Although Yunya Town is a town, it has a population of 40 to [-], which is more prosperous than many county towns.

Most of the residents here are relatives and relatives of the disciples of the elders in the sect.Buying land and building a house here is also to serve the immortal children of the family nearby.

The first ten days of February every year is the busiest time of the year in Yunya Town, and the Zongmen's annual fairy boy selection contest is held here.

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the seventh day of february
Several gorgeous giant airships came slowly from the distant sky.

The two flying boats at the front are painted in sky blue, with various monsters in the sea drawn on both sides, or roaming or playing, lifelike and vivid.

"This is the flying boat from Yuezhou. Every year, they are the first to arrive."

In a three-storey tea house, several people were looking into the distance, chatting casually.

A middle-aged man in a silk shirt with a slightly weathered face asked: "Brother Qingtai, Yuezhou is quite far away from here, why are they the first to arrive every year?"

The person called Qingtai was a fat man in a brocade robe. Hearing this, he laughed and said, "It's because of the distance that we have to come early to avoid delays on the way!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the distance: "Brother Changjin, please look, this is the second farthest, and the flying boat from Xiangzhou is also here."

The middle-aged man named Chang Jin followed his fingers and saw several grass-green flying boats in the distant sky.

"Brother," a green man at the next table suddenly interjected, "If you want to say that the first and second farthest from our sect, it's not Yuezhou and Xiangzhou. Don't forget, Shazhou is mine. Da Xu's farthest territory!"

He man looks in his 20s with an excited look on his face.Looking at his posture, if this Qingtai dared to deny it, he would definitely make another move.

"Oh, that's right!" Na Qingtai nodded hastily: "Shazhou is the farthest, Shazhou is the farthest. It's my brother who is confused, sin, sin."

After finishing speaking, he kept silent, and the atmosphere in the teahouse became dull for a moment.

After an unknown amount of time, someone suddenly said slowly, "The flying boat from Shazhou has also arrived."

Everyone hurriedly looked out the window, only to see a light yellow flying boat approaching alone in the sky in the distance.

This flying boat doesn't look big, and its color is almost the same as the sky after the snow. If you don't observe carefully, you might not be able to find it.

"Why is it just a flying boat?" Someone asked curiously.

Na Qingtai's throat trembled. Seeing that no one was answering, he couldn't help showing off: "Shazhou reported to me that the population of Xu State is only about 20 million, and the number of newborns is less than [-] per year. This can manifest spiritual roots." Fairy Boy, there are only about two hundred people."

"My Yunxiao Sect allocates the selection quotas to various places on a ten-to-one basis. Only in Shazhou, the allocation is five to one. Even so, there are only about forty schoolchildren in Shazhou who can participate in the selection every year. "

Hearing this, the young man in Qingjin couldn't help "humming", showing disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"For these 40 people, only one or two people can enter the sect every year. This is because the sect takes extra care, otherwise if it is based on the results of the competition, none of them will be able to enter!" Na Qingtai shook the folding fan in his hand and sighed road.

Although there is snow outside the window, the teahouse is as warm as spring. Qingtai is wide and fat, and at this moment, he is sweating profusely.

"Why is this?" Chang Jin asked curiously: "I heard that for the selection of fairy boys, two thousand and four hundred are selected. According to this ratio, there must be seven or eight people selected from Shazhou. Could it be that the fairy boys in Shazhou, Is the qualification so unbearable?"

The young man in green jin heard the words, "Bah" again, with an angry face.

Qingtai was about to explain, when he heard the cold snort, he secretly glanced at the young man, and suppressed the words in his mouth.

He simply changed the topic: "If you want to talk about qualifications, this year, there is a Tianlinggen!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone around showed surprise and cast their eyes on him together, obviously they had never heard of this matter.

"Really?" Chang Jin said in surprise: "Tianlinggen! It may not be possible to have one in a hundred years! Brother Qingtai, where did you hear about it?"

Feeling the gazes of everyone in the teahouse, Qingtai felt complacent and explained more carefully:

"Two years ago, my younger brother was traveling in Qingzhou. On the night of New Year's Eve in Qingyu Mountain, I saw with my own eyes that there was a girl with spiritual roots, and the absorbed spiritual energy was bigger and thicker than the clouds in the sky. Only the heavenly roots can have it." vision of..."

"At that time, there were people from Sangzhou with malicious intentions who tried to prevent the girl from manifesting, but were slaughtered on the spot by a Jindan ancestor!"

As soon as this story was told, it really aroused a lot of discussion among tea drinkers:
"Heavenly Spirit Root! Isn't there another Yuanying Patriarch in our Xu Kingdom? This is the great fortune of the country!"

Some people even asked each other: "Has the flying boat from Qingzhou arrived? We must take a good look. In this life, I have never seen what Tianlinggen looks like!"

"Brother!" The young man with a green jacket suddenly shouted loudly: "You, your news has too many fallacies!"

"That girl is just Shan Linggen," he corrected, "She's not from Qingzhou either, she's from Yunzhou."

"Yunzhou? That's the territory of the Dai family." Someone commented.

"Even if it is a single spiritual root, it is a golden core seed that only comes out once every five or six years. I will take a good look at it later, what our future golden core ancestor will look like..."

"What else can it look like? Don't they all have two eyes and one mouth!"

"Ha ha!"

The crowd was talking again and again.

At this time, a sharp-eyed person shouted: "Yunzhou! The flying boat from Yunzhou has also arrived!"

Under the clouds, five luxurious airships are lining up in a long snake, coming in a meandering manner...

……

Not long after, the flying boats came to the sky above Yunya Town, and landed slowly at the shipyard in front one by one.

After a while, a large group of people came out from the courtyard of the shipyard.

Among these people, there are hardly any children.All the tea guests knew what was going on, they still looked out of the window and continued to wait.

About a quarter of an hour later, several brown-robed fairy masters walked out of the compound, and immediately, two rows of children appeared in everyone's sight.

In the front of these children was a pretty little girl with white skin like jade, she was walking, pointing her fingers everywhere, chatting and laughing with a little boy next to her.

"What a lovely girl!"

Everyone in the restaurant finally saw this Shan Linggen, sat down contentedly, continued to comment, drink tea and chat.

　Today, I went through the plot of Zongmen selection again, which wasted time.

　　Zongmen selection, well-written is refreshing, and poorly written is meaningless, I try my best...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)