Weird Fantasy: My Life Simulator

Chapter 75 The Fifth Generation-Cultivation Records[2](15/4)

"Father, I'm only six years old."

Luo Hao couldn't help but smile wryly when he looked at the big bowl of white rice in front of him.

"It's okay, when your father was my age, he ate so much every day."

"Wait for a little longer, Dad heard the official Liu from the slaughterhouse in the city today."

"Next year, on that misty mountain, there will be gods coming down the mountain and picking the best seedlings in each town."

"Then take it back to the mountain to be a god. If our family can be selected by that time, then it will be Guangzong Yaozu.

Luo San crawled for two meals, patted Luo Hao on the shoulder with excitement and said.

When Luo Hao heard his father's words, his eyes were also bright. He grew up here and heard that there are many gods living on the misty and misty mountain on the mountain.

I heard that those immortals can soar through the clouds and ride the fog, and live forever.

"Yes, yeah, your dad used to brag about being selected when he was a child."

"Your father wants you to satisfy his regrets back then."

Li Cuihua, who was outside the door, immediately smiled upon hearing her husband's words.

Put a plate of fried oil residue on the table and said to Luo Hao jokingly.

"What do you know, I was indeed almost selected back then, okay?"

As soon as Luo San put the bowls and chopsticks away, without swallowing the rice in his mouth, he began to crackle and began to tell the story of his original process.

Luo Hao on the side also listened with gusto, but didn't care about his father's story.

On the contrary, it was the fairy who fell from the sky and stepped on the seven-colored auspicious clouds among Luo San's mouths, which made Luo Hao more interested.

The time for a meal soon ended, Luo Hao also returned to his own hut after a simple wash.

Because he had to get up early every day, Luo Hao went to bed early.

Although he was very curious about the ethereal immortal on the ethereal mountain, Luo Hao knew that this matter could not come in a hurry.

Then he fell asleep directly.

The next day, before dawn, Luo San felt the darkness early and walked towards the town.

As a butcher, you usually go to the slaughterhouse at dawn to slaughter pork to meet the needs of the vegetable market.

Luo Hao only got up after Luo San left for a while.

Li Cuihua has gone to the vegetable field and started picking vegetables, Luo Hao also grabbed a handful of rice and started feeding the chickens.

After feeding the chickens, go to wash.

After washing and rinsing, Li Cuihua came back from the vegetable field and gave Luo Hao a bowl of plain water and white noodles.

Sprinkle some chopped green onion and salt, Luo Hao also eats very fragrant, a large bowl of white noodles on his stomach, the cold air in the morning is dispelled a lot.

As usual, Luo Hao and Li Cuihua also cleaned up for a while, when the sky was faintly lit.

On the way to the town, Luo Hao also began to help Li Cuihua share the weight of the pole in the middle of the journey.

Life is like this, and it has always been the same as usual.

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A year later, the cold winter has passed, and the red coupons posted on the door of every household have not been torn off because of the Chinese New Year.

And today is also the most important day in the entire town.

Misty Mountain Fairy, go down the mountain to accept disciples!

All the children in the town under the age of ten were taken by their families to a large square in the center of the town.

This is an apprenticeship gathering held every five years, and all residents in the town attach great importance to today.

In the square, there are hundreds of children, large and small, some of them are only about three or four years old.

I was brought here by my family, because everyone knew that as long as I was selected by the fairy, it would be Feihuang Tengda.

Guangzong Yaozu thing.

Luo Hao is no exception. Luo San and Li Cuihua were taken to the square early in the morning.

"Son, don't be nervous, just go, and it's okay if you don't get elected."

"Father didn't choose it back then.

Although Luo San said not to make Luo Hao nervous, the nervous expression on his face was the strongest.

There was some stammering even when speaking.

"Father, don't worry, I'm not nervous, I can choose if I can choose, and even if I can't choose."

"It would be nice to be a butcher just like Dad in the future.

Luo Hao smiled slightly. Although he was very curious about the immortals in this world, it was just like what he said.

Even if it is not selected, Luo Hao will not feel any regrets.

After all, it is the talent of ordinary people. Luo Hao is not surprised to say that he has no aptitude.

Of course, it is very likely that Luo Hao will have a little talent, which is also in doubt.

But Luo Hao understands that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, and the mood at this time is still as calm as possible.

At this moment, several streamers flashed across the sky suddenly.

A violent wind rushed across the sky, blocking the sight of everyone in the square.

After someone opened their eyes for the first time, they immediately shouted: "It's the god of Yingsha Mountain, the god is here!"

Luo Hao was also attracted by this person's voice and couldn't help but raise his head and look up.

Three men and two women, fluttering in white clothes, stepping on a streamer Flying Sword, their figure flashed by Flying Sword, and gradually fell into the square.

It's also consistent with what these ordinary civilians said, compared with ordinary people.

They flying with swords in the sky are really like living gods.

"Biao Mian Mountain, Lingjian Villa accepts disciples, whoever is over ten years old.,

"Retreat a hundred steps.

An ethereal female voice sounded immediately, and the surrounding people did not hesitate, and immediately retreated toward the back.

"Son, come on, father and mother are waiting for you behind."

Luo San glanced at the few gods who fell on the ground, and immediately took Mrs. own and exhorted Luo Hao.

He followed the crowd and retreated back.

In the waiting square, apart from the hundreds of children and the people of this Spirit Sword Villa, there were no more people.

The finger of the woman who spoke first was compared to a sword finger, and a golden stream of light radiated from the woman's hand.

It emits countless points of light, spreads out, and gradually enters the heads of children.

The moment Luo Hao was touched by the 1.5 golden light spot, the situation in front of him changed immediately.

The surrounding environment has turned into a void of darkness, but there is an extra nine-square grid made of stone walls in front of him.

A voice also passed to Luo Hao's ears.

"This is the Jiugongge in Hetu Luoshu, sorted by number."

"After the sum of the rows of Hengjian and skews is equal to it, it is considered a pass.

Looking at the Jiugongge in front of him, Luo Hao couldn't help showing a smile at the corner of his mouth.

I am afraid that only this nine-square grid will eliminate 80% of the children.

Many children as old as Luo Hao may not even go to school, although they have some understanding of numbers.

But the Jiugongge in Hetuluo's book is not that simple.

But for Luo Hao, it is not a problem.

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