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Chapter 339 Selection
Li Ming had great strength, but he was seen striding forward with the two children on his back, turning into a yellow lightning. In addition, the boy had not gone far away from the cattle, so he returned to the town in no time.

The town is not big, with only a few hundred households. It is only because it is close to the fairy mountain and has the care of the fairies that it can enjoy peace and security.

The fairy mountain here is called "Miaoqing Mountain". Li Ming heard that the Miaoqing Mountain range stretches for thousands of miles, with unique peaks and ridges, clear and beautiful mountains, countless strange rocks and beasts, and white clouds surrounding the mountainside from afar. It is said that there are many immortals in this mountain, and it is all thanks to them going out to slay demons and monsters that the world can be preserved and the peace of the area can be protected by them. There are countless towns and villages like Qianjiazhuang at the foot of the mountain that are protected by them.

It is the Immortal Fate Conference held every three years. Every household comes to see the immortals, not to mention those families with children of school age, who all treat it as a top priority.

Mr. Qian is the richest man in Qianjia Village, so he naturally takes this matter to heart and is the one who will take care of it.

At this moment, a large open space had been cleared in the square at the east end of the town, and tables, chairs, benches, fruits, vegetables, snacks and tea were placed on it. Coincidentally, Li Ming's direction of returning to the town was here.

But Li Ming came running towards them. There were three young men in long gowns in the venue, and in front of them was a row of children in the town aged six to ten, all of whom were lined up obediently.

Although it was a bit inappropriate, for some reason, when Li Ming looked at this scene, he really thought of the time when he was Hu Liuqi in his previous life and the demons ate people in the same way. They were all lambs to be slaughtered.

Li Ming shook his head and thought to himself that he was probably thinking too much.

The leader of the three young men was surprised to see Li Ming coming so aggressively. Just as he was about to raise his hand to cast a spell, he said, "Could this be a mad bull? It would be bad if it hurt anyone."

Mr. Qian quickly said, "Your Excellency, this is the cow I raise at home. It is quite human-like and has immense strength. It will not hurt anyone. Please rest assured, Your Excellency."

Hearing this, the man paused, but did not relax. He saw that he did slow down as Li Ming approached, and finally stopped right in front of everyone. Then he lowered his head, and the two children on his back slid down.

Mr. Qian then said: "Master, all the children of our Qian Family Village are here, and..."

Mr. Qian paused and said, "I'd like to ask the Immortal to take a look at this yellow ox."

The man frowned, looked up and down and said, "Let's get down to business first."

Mr. Qian had no objection and nodded quickly, saying "OK, OK."

Then Master Qian shouted, "Everyone, stand still and let the Immortal Master take a good look at you. Who has the fate to cultivate and become an immortal and protect this area?"

Most of the children had instructions at home, so now they obeyed the orders, lining up and standing straight.

The three monks in long robes looked at each other, then two of them stretched out their hands and made hand gestures. Mysterious light flashed in their eyes, and there was a feeling that it penetrated their whole body.

"The root bones are very poor."

"The root bone is lower than the middle level."

"Below average bone structure, OK."

"In the root bone, yes."

"Root bones down, to be determined."

The two monks each chose a direction and went forward one by one to check the foundations of these children. Those who were said to be qualified were pulled behind the last monk. In a short while, more than a hundred children were checked. Among them, there were only eight people with above-average foundations, and three people had foundations of above-average, to be determined. As for those with excellent foundations, there was not a single one.

By this calculation, the selection criteria was roughly one in ten. The monk, who looked older and wore a cloud pattern on his clothes, nodded and said, "We'll take them all this year."

The three children who were originally a little nervous immediately cheered, but one of the other two young monks sighed, and no one knew what he meant.

Li Ming, who had been wagging his tail listlessly beside him, seemed to know what was going to happen. He slowly stood up and walked unsteadily to the front of the monk in cloud clothes.

Master Qian laughed heartily and said, "Master, you see, I told you this yellow ox is a different species. He can understand what we're saying!"

The Cloud-robed monk laughed and then said with interest, "If you understand human nature and human speech, nod your head."

Although Li Ming felt a little speechless and ashamed, he nodded in order to be able to take a look at the so-called immortal gate. Then the monk asked some more questions and found that Li Ming could understand them completely, and his heart was pounding.

The monk took another step forward, put his hand on Li Ming's back, and gently touched the hair on Li Ming's back. He felt it was as smooth as silk, and Li Ming's body was firm.

Then he lightly clicked his brows, his eyes seemed to have a layer of brilliance, he looked up and down at Li Ming, and then made two "tsk tsk" sounds.

Seeing this, Master Qian asked, "Master, what do you think of this yellow ox? It's not a monster, is it?"

"Hahaha, of course not. This is a psychic beast that was born and raised naturally. It has strong blood and energy, but its breath is pure and pure without any impurities. Somehow it has even awakened its spiritual intelligence. Great, great!" The monk seemed extremely satisfied and nodded repeatedly.

Seeing that the Immortal Master was satisfied, Mr. Qian nodded and said, "I have long seen that my ox is not ordinary. If the Immortal Master can use it, just take it. It is the livestock raised by my family. It is just a matter of a word from the Immortal Master."

The monk smiled again and said, "Very good, very good. You can be my mount."

Although Li Ming subconsciously rolled his eyes, he could only endure it at the moment, thinking: "When I have achieved success in my cultivation, I will let you know what Grandpa Niu of the Flip Bucket Paradise is."

However, at this time, there was some envy in the eyes of the two younger cultivators. It was obvious that even in the immortal sect, not everyone could own a good mount.

The kid behind the monk, who had returned to the village with Li Ming, also ran over, hugged Li Ming's neck and said, "That's great, Brother Niu, we can still stay together!"

Goushengzi's root bones were surprisingly good, and the only two of them had average root bones, which was considered quite good among this batch.

Li Ming mooed softly. It would be more accurate to say that this Goushengzi was being herded by the cattle rather than being herded by them. He just followed Li Ming around and played all day long. Everyone in the town knew that Li Ming was somewhat supernatural, so they were not worried.

After a long time, Li Ming actually cared about this younger brother very much. After all, Goushengzi was a good younger brother who knew that Li Ming wanted to drink water as soon as he raised his leg. Now that he went to the Immortal Gate, he had someone to take care of him.

Seeing this, Mr. Qian hurriedly said, "This is our cowherd boy. He has been taking care of Da Huang all the time."

The monk nodded and said, "Very good. Then, once he joins the sect, I will take him in as my servant and he will continue to herd cattle for me."

Mr. Qian thanked him again and again.

Afterwards, the selected children said goodbye to their families one by one.

The monk stood at the entrance of the town, gently waved his sleeves, and muttered something. In the blink of an eye, there was the sound of wind from all directions, and then all the children fell asleep, even Li Ming was no exception.

(End of this chapter)