Too ruthless, I will become a group favorite in the world of cultivating immortals

"My ancestor?" The wonton stall owner was stunned for a moment. "At most, I know that my grandparents' generation ran this wonton stall. As for the ones who went up... how do you know? We are all ordinary people, Not even a family tree."

"Oh," the wonton stall owner remembered, "I heard from my grandfather that our ancestors were also officials! Hey! This is a great honor! The blessing of three lives!"

The clue is broken here again.

Hooligans are just ordinary hooligans, nothing special.

Even Chen Xing, who was used to being depressed, couldn't help feeling depressed.

"What's so special about Qiming City? What exactly does it want me to discover?"

Mu Mengmo disagreed, "She naturally has her reasons, it's just that we haven't discovered it yet."

Chen Xing went to follow those local hooligans again, everyone looked like a bastard, doing nothing all day long, bullying men and women.

Whenever Chen Xing couldn't hold back and wanted to make a move, he would be stopped by Mu Mengmo.

"As far as your cultivation is concerned, anyone who is a little bit stronger can knock you down."

"Then just watch it like this!"

"Then why not? Every life has its own destiny, can you manage one or all of them?"

Chen Xing was unwilling and powerless.

Looking at him, Mu Mengmo understood what Mu Anran meant.

She is trying to help him cultivate his Dao Heart, right?
Mu Mengmo thought so for a long time, because even he didn't notice anything strange. If it hadn't been for what happened next, he might have always thought so.

"Daughter! Daughter! Let go of my daughter!"

The tall ruffian grabbed the girl with a ferocious look, "I said it! If you can't pay the protection fee, you will pay it with your daughter!"

"Father!" The girl cried uncontrollably and struggled, "Why do you always ask my father to pay the protection fee! Others pay once a month, why do you have to come once every three days! You did it on purpose! Dad ! Don’t pay it! Even if you do, they won’t let it go!”

The tall man sneered, "Really? If that's the case, you can go home with me and be my wife, and then you won't have to pay protection fees as you wish!"

The girl struggled.

"I pay! I pay!" The wonton stall owner offered the copper coins, crying and begging, "Please let my daughter go! I pay! I pay!"

The tall man snorted, "Boring!" He pushed the girl aside, weighed the weight of the copper coin, and reluctantly said, "You're smart this time! I'll come back in three days!"

Then he yelled at a large group of people to drink and eat meat, "If you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

There is only a messy wonton stand left, no one dares to come here, the original customers have already sneaked away.

"Sin! Sin! How did I provoke them! I don't earn that much money in a month!" The father and daughter cried together, feeling that the future was bleak.

"Father, it's my fault, I made him covet me!" The girl despaired.

"Silly daughter, what does this have to do with you? It's never you who are at fault, but those damned beasts!"

Chen Xing had already clenched his fist, "It said, let me deal with these bullying guys! If I don't care about the things in front of me, what else can I care about!"

Mu Mengmo didn't say much this time, "This city is nothing more than an ordinary mortal city, this is already the biggest suffering in this city, you can do whatever you want."

So Chen Xing waited for the arrival in three days, ready to clean up that group of scumbags.

He made good preparations for Mu Meng not to make a move, and he practiced hard during this period of time, absorbing spiritual energy, and his heart and body were full of anger.

But something unexpected happened.

Two days later, more than two monks appeared in this city.

The female cultivator in Helanguo costume descended from the sky with her junior brother, and flew above the city gate with her imperial sword.

The mortals fell to their knees, and the nun said, "What are you kneeling on me for? If you have time, you go back and bring your children. They must be over five years old and under eighteen. Wait for you for three days, and test your spiritual root!" Those with spiritual roots are expected to be destined for immortality and join my Xuanfa sect!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Qiming City boiled, as if the city had come to life, and the voices of children talking and walking were endless.

Naturally, the three-day agreement became a joke, and all the hooligans became quails.

Mu Mengmo said to this, "This is only temporary. Although I was lucky enough to wait until the time when Xuanfazong recruited disciples, but when Xuanfazong left, it returned to its original state."

Chen Xing was deeply convinced.

But sometimes fate is so wonderful that it is beyond words.

"Single spirit root of the water system!" The crowd was in an uproar, and the one who stood in front of the spirit measuring stone with a blank face was the daughter of the wonton stall owner.

Soon, the daughter of the wonton stall owner was surprised and hugged and wept with the wonton stall owner.

"Finally the hard days are over! My daughter is going to become a fairy!" the wonton stall owner cried.

Mu Mengmo said, "What a spiritual root!" He couldn't help admiring, "It's all right now, those local hooligans will stay away, panicked, it's too late to hide from them!"

Is it really the truth?
The tall man came to visit the next day, with snot and tears, "Please forgive me for waiting! I am deceived by lard, so I will oppose you!"

A group of people knelt down and begged for mercy and sobbed, which made passers-by feel that they had changed their gender, and everyone was moved.

"Miss Immortal! If you go to cultivate immortality, who will take care of your old father? Why don't we make up for it and take care of your old father until you finish your studies!"

The father and daughter of the wonton shop are honest and kind people. Besides, who would dare to offend a future monk with good spiritual roots?
That would only be coaxed by the whole city.

"You're still young! Do you know how to learn well? Let's forget it this time!" The wonton stall owner said finally, seeing that he was about the same age as his own daughter.

The tall ones were very grateful, and it seemed to be over.

They stopped drinking all night long.

Mu Mengmo was a little dazed, "Is it getting better like this?"

Chen Xing didn't believe it, "A bad person will always be a bad person, and a person who learns to taunt others will never be a good person."

In two days, those children with spiritual roots will go to the Xuanfa Sect, while those without spiritual roots will be very sad, and the whole Qiming City will not have the same atmosphere as before.

The second night, Mu Mengmo suddenly jumped down from the tree and woke up Chen Xing who was practicing, "Something's wrong, go to the city quickly!"

Chen Xing hurried into the city, and he heard crying from afar, and a family hung up white flags overnight.

This family is neither rich nor poor, and they accumulate good deeds every day. Many people like to deal with them.

It's not Chen Xing's fault, anyone who stays for so long and gets nothing, will remember every family in Qiming City.

"This is……"

Chen Xing and Mu Mengmo looked at each other, and said at the same time, "One of the families that detected the spiritual root?"

who died?
Chen Xing and Mu Mengma went in with the awakened neighbors, and the owner had no time to take care of them, so they met the person lying in the ill-fitting coffin smoothly.

That was the family's eight-year-old child.

It was also the child who had just detected his spiritual root the day before yesterday, and he was a future disciple of the Xuanfa Sect who would join the Xuanfa Sect tomorrow.