Chapter 1238 Mission

Tianhu Fairyland, an unknown small human village.

A six-year-old child was struggling to carry a pile of dry wood that was taller than him back home.

Behind him was a 4-year-old girl who helped to hold the pile of firewood from time to time.

Since it was going down the mountain, the 6-year-old child was very careful with every step.

"Rourou, as long as we sell the dry firewood we have saved, we can get the Five Immortals. Not only can we buy meat, but we can also buy your favorite pear cake." The little boy said looking at his sister who was tired from walking on the mountain road.

"Brother, it's better to buy them all as meat. Mom said that eating more meat will help you grow taller and stronger." A childish and innocent voice sounded.

"Rourou really thinks about me." The little boy laughed.

"When my brother grows taller and stronger, he will be able to carry more dry firewood and make more money from selling it. Then he will be able to buy me more pear cakes." The little girl said innocently, holding the dry firewood, with saliva at the corner of her mouth. The expectation in his eyes represents that the little girl will be a person who will do great things in the future.

"Just you..." The little boy was about to speak, but his foot slipped and he fell down with the pile of dry wood.

Fortunately, the wooden frame behind him supported the little boy and prevented him from rolling down the mountain road.

At this time, a spiritual light flashed under the little boy, and then entered the little boy's body.

The little boy who was about to get up immediately fell asleep.

"Brother! Brother!! I don't want Lihua Su anymore, wake up, wake up!"

The little girl panicked for a moment, stayed beside her brother and cried.

At this time, the little boy seemed to have had a dream.

In his dream, he became a disciple of the legendary immortal sect and learned many powerful immortal arts.

Originally, he was living a carefree life in the Immortal Gate, but suddenly a large group of monsters knocked on the door.

When the little boy saw it, he felt that he had hit his own fairy gate. How could this be allowed?

His mother taught him since he was a child that he must take care of his family at all times.

As a result, the Immortal Sect fought with the group of demons, and the little boy relied on the immortal skills he learned to fight off the waves of demons.

Later, the demon clan saw that the little boy was powerful, so they told the little boy that as long as he joined them, he could survive.

The little boy didn't speak, but frantically used magic to kill all the monsters he could see, until he was finally surrounded by monsters and drained the last drop of his blood.

When he woke up from the dream, the little boy felt that his whole body was swollen and his mouth and tongue were dry.

He tried to open his eyes and found his sister sleeping next to his bed.

At this time, a light curtain that only the little boy could see appeared in front of him.

"Congratulations on getting the Immortal Cultivation System, would you like to start the path to Immortal Cultivation?"

The little boy looked at the words on it, sat up and scratched his head.

"What does it say here?"

At this time, Xu Fan was steaming a large pot of seafood on an island in Muyuan Fairyland.

"Master, 1,300 special immortal weapons have been activated now." Putao reported.

"It's quite fast. Let them practice in their respective fairy worlds first, and then call the sect back when they are ready." Xu Fan said, opening the big pot of steamed seafood.

Xu Fan took out a shrimp that was larger than an adult's arm and put it on the plate.

"Weiyun, bring my special seafood juice." Xu Fan said looking at Zhang Weiyun who was making delicious food in the distance.

"Good husband~"

"It's not enough to just pass the sect's assessment. Their daily behavior must also be recorded. Those who fail must also be eliminated."

Xu Fan peeled the shrimp and said that in order to experience the joy of the seaside, he sealed himself and Zhang Weiyun into mortal states.

"As you command, Master."

In the Tianhu Fairyland, the little boy who had been attending private school for a while finally knew what the words on the light screen he saw that day meant.

"Can I become an immortal?" The little boy said excitedly as he looked at the light screen that appeared again.

When he was a child, an immortal came to their village and tested him and all the children in the village.

According to the immortal, those with four spiritual roots, low understanding, and little wisdom are not suitable for cultivating immortals.

He was still lost for a long time.

"I want to cultivate immortality~" the little boy said to the light screen.

There was no response from the light screen, so the little boy stretched out his hand and tentatively pointed at the word YES.

The light curtain changed again, and a mechanical voice sounded.

"Cultivation of immortality starts from small things. The first task is to know 3,000 words and be able to write them skillfully."

"Task two, help the family earn 1,000 immortals."

"Mission three, there is a lone wolf on the mountain, use your own wisdom to kill it."

The little boy looked at these three tasks and suddenly felt that it was fine if he didn't cultivate.

"I can only recognize 5 words a day, when will I learn 3,000 words?"

"I go up the mountain to collect dry firewood, and I can earn 300 immortals a year."

"The uncle who is the best hunter in Lone Wolf Village on the mountain is afraid of him, so how can he kill him?"

At this time, in all major fairy worlds, many people who have obtained special fairy weapons have received similar tasks.

In a huge city in Muyuan Immortal World, Xiong Li was strolling leisurely on the street with Zhuang Ling.

At this time, a little boy ran past the two of them, shouting as he ran.

"Give way, we don't have enough time for the mission~"

The anxious expression on his little face looks a little cute.

Xiong Li turned to look at the little boy running past them.

"Why do I feel a familiar aura about the little boy?" Xiong Li asked curiously.

"That little boy must have obtained the celestial weapon specially made by the sect to recruit disciples, and his goal just now must have been to complete a mission." Zhuang Ling said with a smile.

"how do you know?"

"Brother Xiong, haven't you seen the sect forum for a long time?"

"Many disciples have found those immortal weapons and children who have been specially prepared by the sect to recruit disciples."

"Some of them are still live broadcasting the children doing tasks on the sect forum." Zhuang Ling said with a smile.

"Is the sect going to recruit a new generation of disciples? Time flies so fast!" Xiong Li said with emotion.

At this moment, it was still the little boy just now.

Holding a bunch of bouquets tied with paper of various colors, they came to Xiong Li.

"Senior, buy a flower for your wife." The little boy said in a hopeful tone.

At this time, a barrage was going on in a live broadcast room on the Zongmen Forum.

"It's fate. Just watch the live broadcast and you can see Senior Brother Xiong Li."

"Haha, Senior Sister Zhuang Ling must be very happy with this sound. Maybe the little boy can complete the task ahead of time."

"Everyone, be quiet and let's see what Senior Brother says and whether this thousand-year-old iron tree can bloom."

The little boy Xiong Li looked down at did not speak.

The strong pressure almost made the little boy unable to withstand it.

But forced by the task, the little boy had to keep smiling and looking at Xiong Li even if his legs were shaking.

"If you are brave, I will take all your flowers." Xiong Li took out two spiritual stones and said.

"Senior, a bouquet of flowers and ten spirit stones."

The little boy's legs trembled even more.