Chang Dalang prepared for a day and set off with Chang Zai.
Originally, the village chief wanted to lend his donkey to the father and son. However, Chang Dalang was afraid that they would encounter some wild beasts on the way. If the donkey was eaten, he would not be able to afford it, so he did not ask for it.
Originally, he wanted to take care of his son this time, but in the end, he benefited a lot from his son.
Not long after the father and son went out, two wild horses came over to be their mounts. Even without a saddle and bridle, they walked steadily.
Most of the population of the Bai Kingdom was concentrated in the capital, and the rest of the land was mostly scattered villages. Jiashan Village was one of the more remote villages, so they did not see a single person for more than half a day. Fortunately, every hundred miles, there were some sentry posts and beacons to let people know that they were still in the border of the Bai Kingdom.
However, it was already early autumn, and this was not a strictly guarded place, so most of the soldiers in the original beacons had already removed their armors and returned. The soldiers who were supposed to be on duty had not yet arrived.
The father and son stayed here at night. With Chang Zai here, even if there was no fire at night, there was no need to be afraid of wild beasts.
On the first night, Chang Dalang found the footprints of wild wolves outside and was nervous for a while. However, Chang Zai told him that these wild wolves were here to protect him, so he was relieved. These years, he had a lot of faith in his son's ability.
During the day, the two of them did not need to know the way at all, and let the horses go by themselves. Not only did they go smoothly, but they also avoided some dangerous places with monsters and evil spirits. As for food, there was no shortage. As long as there was a forest in the distance, there would be monkeys coming over to offer fruits. Sometimes, they would even bring a gourd of monkey wine. In this way, the originally difficult journey became comfortable.
Because they avoided all the dangers, the father and son took a few more detours. It was not until half a month later that they arrived at the capital of the Bai Kingdom.
The Immortal Palace was very easy to find. It was in the Qingtian Court on the outskirts of the city. This place was vast, facing the lake, and behind it was the food mound. Sometimes, red-crowned cranes would circle here.
Chang Dalang found the immortal palace guard and handed over the recommendation letter.
This book was given by the Mountain God of Mount Jia. It was more useful than being recommended by the nobles. Although it was only a Mountain God, it was still considered a god. Thus, the local officials did not dare to make things difficult for Chang Zai. They successfully sent Chang Zai to the Immortal Palace and added a stroke to the register. As for the national register, it could be added later.
When Chang Dalang returned, the Village Chief said that he would take care of his family and asked him to take care of Chang Zai without worry. He was also afraid that his son would be bullied because of his young age. However, after a few days, he realized that he was worrying too much. Chang Zai's daily food and clothing were provided by the Immortal Palace, and the people of the Immortal Palace were all polite to children with strange powers. No one dared to do anything out of line.
He had been out for so long and he missed home. Coincidentally, there were Feng Sui soldiers heading to Mount Jia, so they returned together.
Soon, more than four months had passed.
Chang Zai sat on the stone steps of an abandoned palace, basking in the warm sunlight of the beginning of winter as he contentedly nibbled on a large piece of flatbread. On his shoulder stood an Iron-tailed Eagle. Compared to a few days ago, he seemed to have grown up a lot and was already about ten years old.
After so many days, he had already adapted to life here. Most of the children who could enter the Immortal Palace were born with strange powers like him. However, there were a few who were the children of the nobles. These people were placed here in hopes of being chosen by cultivators. Secondly, they wanted to build a good relationship with Chang Zai and the other children so that they could help them in the future.
Since he was a child, Chang Zai had never lacked meat, but there had never been such fine flatbread in the village. He usually ate beans and corn, so he fell in love with it and ate a few pieces every day.
At this moment, a voice was heard from afar. "Haha, Chang Zai, I knew you were hiding here eating flatbread again!"
The person who spoke was a strong child. Although his face was young, he was half a head taller than an adult. His name was Yuan Dai. He had been raised by a bear since he was a child. He had muscles of copper and bones of iron, and was extremely strong. There were many people in the Immortal Palace who were strong, but compared to him, they were far inferior.
Next to Yuan Dai stood a clean and handsome young man. He was dressed in a green robe and had a jade pendant hanging from his waist. He was well groomed. His name was Bai Dong, the second son of King Bai. He was surrounded by red light and a strange fragrance when he was born. He also had the ability to see through people's minds. However, this was the bad thing about him. Whether it was King Bai's faction or the nobles, no one liked him.
Even parents did not want their children to see what they were thinking at any time, let alone their subordinates. If there was a monarch who could know what they were thinking at any time, how could they still be ministers?
Therefore, under the instigation of his ministers, King Bai simply sent him to the Immortal Palace. If he could catch the eye of a wandering cultivator and be taken in for cultivation, it would be the best of both worlds.
These two people did not have many friends in the Immortal Palace, but they got along well with Chang Zai.
Yuan Dai came up and grabbed Chang Zai. He said excitedly, "Stop eating. Let's go, let's go. I heard that there are immortals coming to the palace. If we rush there now, we might be chosen. If we are late, it will be too late."
Bai Dong said slowly, "No hurry, no hurry. It is not time yet. Only we know the news now. It will take an hour or so for the steward to find everyone."
Yuan Dai had a fiery temper and did not care so much. He dragged the two excitedly to the open space in the palace.
As Bai Dong expected, when the three of them arrived, there were not many people who had received the news. There were only about twenty or thirty people scattered around, and most of them were disciples of the royal family and nobles. Among them, the most conspicuous was a valiant young man named Bai Tu. He was King Bai's nephew and Bai Dong's cousin. He was very good at archery. But this was not rare. What was rare was that he could use an empty bowstring to hurt people. In other words, even if there were no arrows, as long as there was a bow, he could shoot people to death.
That was not all. It was said that Bai Tu had tried it in the palace. He could shoot a thousand arrows in a day without eating or drinking, and each arrow could penetrate the city wall. This was very impressive. Even some cultivators who had entered the Dao Just Now did not have such an ability.
And some people thought that perhaps the ability he possessed was not limited to what he showed.
But when he saw Bai Dong come in, he was slightly unnatural. He even discreetly kept some distance from Bai Dong, apparently afraid that Bai Dong would see what he was thinking.
He was not the only one. Almost everyone who knew Bai Dong's ability felt the same way. The place where Chang Zai and the other two were standing soon became empty. However, the three of them looked as if they were used to it. Needless to say, Yuan Dai and Bai Dong were the same. Although Chang Zai's strength was not conspicuous here, the Iron-feathered Mysterious Hawk on his shoulder could tear tigers and leopards apart.
About an hour later, the hundreds of children and youths in the Immortal Palace arrived one after another.
After waiting for a while, three Daoists walked out. They modestly gestured to each other before one of them stepped forward. He looked at the children but didn't make his choice immediately. Instead, he asked the steward beside him, "I wonder if the steward has any recommendations?"
The steward bowed and handed over a golden book. He said respectfully, "Immortal, they are all here."
The Taoist took it and flipped through it. He already had an idea. He passed it to two of his peers and asked, "Which one is Bai Tu?"
Bai Tu immediately stood up and bowed. "Exalted Immortal, this is the disciple."
The Taoist looked at him with a happy expression. He said, "Very good, very good. Are you willing to be my disciple?"
Bai Tu's aptitude was not bad. In the past, he thought that he would definitely be chosen. However, every time cultivators came, although they would praise him, none of them accepted him. Later on, he realized that cultivators did not only look at aptitude, but also fate.
This was actually a disadvantage of individual cultivators. It was because the cultivation method they practiced was very simple. If a disciple did not match their cultivation method, there was not much use in accepting him. Instead, it would be a waste of resources.
When Bai Tu heard that someone was willing to accept him, he was overjoyed. He said, "This disciple is willing."
The Daoist smiled and said, "Alright, stand behind me."
Bai Tu acknowledged and stood behind the Taoist obediently.
The Taoist looked very satisfied. He said to his two peers, "It's enough for me to accept this disciple. Next, it's up to the two Taoist brothers."
When the children heard this, they were both envious and disappointed. According to the usual practice, immortals would usually only accept one or two disciples every time they came. Now that there were more than a hundred people standing here, only five or six people might have a chance. Now that there was one less, they couldn't help but feel nervous.
At that moment, another loose cultivator in gray robes came out. After taking a look, he chose Bai Dong. He was not in the mood to choose another one. The last loose cultivator chose Yuan Dai and another strong child. After that, he was about to leave.
When Yuan Dai saw that the two of them had been chosen and only Chang Zai was not there, he couldn't help but feel anxious. He pointed with his finger and said, "Master, Chang Zai is also very powerful."
The individual cultivator thought that he was reluctant to part with his companions. He caressed his head and said earnestly, "Disciple, you will know in the future that you are separated from the celestial world. Your companions are ultimately different from us."
The Taoist took a look at Chang Zai and couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise. He found that Chang Zai's foundation was actually very good, which made him a little tempted. He couldn't help but want to take him in as a disciple. Although this child's cultivation method was not compatible with his, if the disciple's aptitude was really good, then these few flaws were nothing. However, after looking at him for a few more times, he found that there seemed to be a layer of fog around him that he couldn't see through. He thought about it and said, "What a pity, what a pity."
The middle-aged individual cultivator asked curiously, "What did you see, Taoist brother?"
The Taoist shook his head and said telepathically, "I really can't see through him. Maybe he has a background. It's not our fate."
When the two individual cultivators heard this, their hearts trembled and they didn't ask anymore.
In this world, there were some people with good foundation who were reincarnations of cultivators. This was not something that they could interfere with. However, it could also be their wrong judgment. However, as individual cultivators, the most important thing was to avoid conflicts with the sects. In the past, when cultivation was lacking in external objects, they had no choice but to fight for everything. They had to fight for disciples and external objects. Now that the Kun Shi Continent had all kinds of external objects and disciples to choose from, why should they do such a thing?
The three of them didn't say anything more and left with their disciples.
The children in the palace saw that there was no chance this time, so they also dispersed.
Chang Zai walked out of the immortal palace alone, feeling a little disappointed. It wasn't because he wasn't chosen, but because two of his good friends had left and he was the only one left. The Iron-feathered Mysterious Eagle seemed to feel its master's low mood and rubbed its head against his, as if to comfort him.
He couldn't help but feel a little better. As he walked, he found that he had arrived at the abandoned palace before. He sat on the stone steps and took out half of the unfinished flatbread and ate it in small bites.
At this moment, he suddenly felt his vision darken. He looked up and saw a middle-aged Taoist with phoenix eyes and a long beard standing in front of him. He hurriedly put away the flatbread and stood up. He bowed with the etiquette taught by the immortal palace and said, "Greetings, Taoist brother."
The middle-aged Taoist looked at him a few times and solemnly bowed back, saying, "We haven't seen each other for many years. Greetings, Taoist brother."
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