Chapter 2: The Mysterious Mirror

  Fei Ling City wasn't big, but in these ten miles of countryside, it was the only town that could be called a city. Its prosperity was far from that of some large cities, but for Lin Feng who had never been to a city before, it was an eye-opener. All sorts of tall buildings and shops, strange and wonderful things he had never seen before, made his eyes wide with wonder, and he couldn't stop asking questions.

  At this time, Lin Zhongyuan didn't have much thought to answer his question. Although they left early, the journey of over ten miles took a lot of time, and with many people entering the city today, they were delayed for a while. Seeing that the selection time was approaching, he could only focus on speeding up and hurrying along the road.

  Fortunately, the Yang family was a renowned household in the city, and Lin Zhong had passed through Fei Ling City several times before. He didn't have trouble finding his way, and soon he arrived at a grand entrance with his horse-drawn carriage. Lin Feng looked up to see that the gate of this mansion was even taller than the houses in his own village, and the walls on either side stretched out for hundreds of feet, disappearing into the distance.

  At the time when Lin Feng was secretly scolding himself, Lin Zhongyuan had already stopped the horse carriage in a remote place, stretched out his hand to lift him down from the carriage, and then pulled Lin Feng towards the gate. As they walked, Lin Zhongyuan kept reminding him non-stop, saying things like "listen to Master Xian's words" most of the time, which made Lin Feng feel somewhat impatient, but at the same time became more interested in this so-called Master Xian.

  Upon arriving at the entrance, there were already over a thousand people waiting here, many of whom were entire families. From their expectant gazes, it was not difficult to see that they had all brought their children to participate in the selection as well. However, the Yang Estate had rules, and except for those participating in the selection, ordinary people were not allowed inside, so they could only wait here.

  Lin Zhongyuan was also here for the first time, didn't know the rules, and brought Lin Feng to rush in, but suddenly felt a dizziness in front of his eyes, and a man wearing a blue and white striped uniform blocked him.

  "Those who participate in the selection will go in by themselves, and others are not allowed to intrude." As soon as he finished speaking, a strong gust of wind forced Lin Zhongyuan back half a step, preventing him from moving forward, but Lin Feng didn't feel anything.

  Lin was shocked in his heart, but immediately he felt a surge of joy. The strong man had not stretched out his hand or moved his foot, yet he had forced Lin to retreat without touching him. This kind of skill was something that even some top martial artists found difficult to achieve. The only explanation was that the big man was using immortal techniques. From this, it seemed that the Yang Manor really did have immortal skills being passed down. It looked like sending his son to the Yang Manor had been the right decision after all.

  Lin Zhongyuan hastily put on a smile and said to the big man, "A rustic villager doesn't understand etiquette, I hope the immortal master will forgive me."

  The Great Han seemed to have encountered many such things, and immediately laughed and explained to Lin Zhongyuan: "I'm not a fairy master, just a doorkeeper cultivator. Never mind, I won't explain it to you clearly, just send your son to Yangfu to participate in the selection, let him go in by himself, there will be someone inside to receive him. The result will come out soon, you wait here, if your son is not selected, he will be sent out within an hour, if he is selected, someone will come out to inform you, within five years, if he can cultivate successfully, he can return home to visit his relatives, if he fails to cultivate for five years, he can leave Yangfu at that time or stay in Yangfu to do some miscellaneous tasks. Time is almost up, say what you want quickly, don't delay the selection."

  The woods in the distance saw the Great Han still being quite amiable, and his heart also put down a lot of worries. Otherwise, he would not have handed over his son to the Yang family for five years, and he really did not worry. After nodding repeatedly to thank the Great Han, Lin Zhongyuan pulled Lin Feng over: "Feng'er, after a while you go in by yourself to participate in the selection, Dad will be waiting here for you, don't be afraid, do you know?"

  Lin Feng had already understood what Da Han said, seeing his father was about to nag again, so he turned his eyes and said: "Dad, don't worry, I'm not afraid. I still want to learn the immortal art, and in the future, let Mom and Dad live a good life."

  Lin Zhongyuan looked at the clever and sensible Lin Feng, smiled slightly, and patted his head: "Then hurry in, it's late, remember to listen to Master Xian's words."

  Lin Feng's eyes rolled upwards, and again it was the same sentence. Speechless, he turned around and ran towards the door, his heart filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. As he ran, he replied: "Got it, Dad."

  Lin looked far away, watching Lin Feng disappear through the gate. He let out a sigh and smiled at the muscular man, nodding his head before walking to the side to wait. Thinking that if he were to be selected, it was likely that father and son would not see each other for five years, he didn't know whether he hoped Lin Feng would be selected or not, his emotions were very complicated.

  Lin Feng rushed through the gate and saw a person from the Yang family wearing blue and white clothes pointing to the road on the left side of the screen, saying: "Go this way, hurry up, you are the last one." Then the man shouted out the door, closed the door, and immediately the entire gate thundered, isolating the inside and outside of the Yang mansion. People outside could no longer see any scenery inside.

  Lin Feng naturally didn't know that this gate had already heavily isolated the immortals and mortals. He turned around the screen and saw about 400 or 500 children standing in the empty space behind it, waiting. These children were both boys and girls, their ages similar to Lin Feng's, with the youngest being seven or eight years old and the oldest only eleven or twelve years old. Perhaps they had been waiting for a long time, many of the children were already getting impatient, although they still stood obediently in place, people began to gather in threes and twos, chatting, and some had even taken out small toys, playing small games. The people around them wearing Yang family attire, however, were like gods wandering in the mortal realm, not hearing or asking about any of this, treating it as if it didn't exist.

  Lin Feng's mind was already open, and he understood a bit of the situation. Although he didn't know why these people were standing here, or why the Yang family wasn't doing anything about it, due to his yearning for the immortal family's magic, he also didn't want to be eliminated because of violating the rules. So he stood there quietly, looking around but not answering anyone else.

  This place is the empty space between the front gate of Yang's mansion and the first main hall, but its length and width exceed 100 zhang. On both sides, there are side doors leading to other courtyards, which can be seen as very spacious inside. The front is a large hall with a height of several zhang, and its width is also tens of zhang. It seems that the space inside is not small either. However, at this time, the main hall is tightly closed, and it's impossible to see what's going on inside.

  On the steps in front of the grand hall, seven racks were standing in a row at this time. Each rack had a bright copper mirror fixed on it, which looked no different from ordinary household copper mirrors. However, Lin Feng still noticed some differences from the flowing light that was occasionally reflected off them. Although he was quite far away, every time Lin Feng moved his head or the clouds in the sky drifted by causing changes in the lighting, he could see colorful patterns flashing on the surface of the copper mirror. This made him feel mysterious and at the same time, very amused.

  Yes, it's fun. Every time Lin Feng slightly changes the angle to look at the copper mirror, each copper mirror will reflect different flowing lights, looking very magical. After waiting for half a day without seeing any movement from the Yang family, he has been playing with this discovery as if it were a game, and is quite self-satisfied.

  About an hour later, many children in the yard had begun to play, and Lin Feng also started to lose interest in the bronze mirror on the steps. The large hall in front of him creaked open its doors, and a man about thirty years old walked out from within. Although this man was slightly thin, his physique was quite upright, giving off an air of spirited elegance. At this time, he wore a plain white shirt, although not dressed in the same uniform attire as the other Yang family members, yet still gave off an aura of being superior to others.

  As expected, several Yang family disciples who had been standing around the arena saw the man in green and immediately bowed to say, "Greetings, Master Ling."

  The man nodded slightly in response, then looked at the messy scene of children standing and sitting around him. His expressionless face said, "My name is Yang Ling, the selection show will now begin, everyone must follow my instructions, no mistakes allowed." Although it seemed like a casual remark, his voice was incredibly loud, making people's eardrums buzz, which made many of the children who didn't understand the situation look at him with some surprise and alarm.

  But there were still some silly kids who didn't know what had happened, and after being stunned, they continued to play as if they hadn't heard Yang Ling's words at all. Yang Ling's face sank, and he let out a cold snort, suddenly releasing a powerful aura from his body, like a mighty wave crashing down, rushing straight towards the group of kids in the field, instantly frightening them into standing still in the center of the field.

  Lin Feng only felt a suffocating sensation in his chest, but fortunately Yang Ling's momentum was quickly retracted, which made him not feel too uncomfortable. Is this the power of an immortal? Lin Feng was shocked in his heart, he had already felt cold sweat dripping down his back, if that blow had really been pressed against himself, he would probably have ended up dead on the spot.

  As Yang Ling's momentum dissipated, several loud wailing sounds suddenly came from the crowd. It was a few children who couldn't withstand the shock and burst into tears. The others, although not crying, mostly had dull expressions, no longer having the lively spirit they had when laughing earlier.

  Yang Ling didn't pay attention to these, seeing that most people in the field had quieted down. He casually pointed to the field and said: "You, you, you... go stand on the left side, others line up in a row, I'll call out one by one." After finishing speaking, he didn't say another word. Naturally, Yang family disciples came forward to pull the people who were called out to the side and arranged the rest of the people in order. Lin Feng took a glance at the people who were pulled out, basically they were all the ones who were playing happily and crying loudly earlier. He vaguely knew that these people's situations weren't good, probably most of them had already been eliminated. Therefore, he quickly joined the queue on the right side, not daring to look around again. The other people also seemed to have caught on, suddenly becoming much more obedient, each one listening carefully and following orders, not daring to laugh or make trouble anymore.

  Yang Ling still had no expression, and only spoke after the team was in formation: "Later I'll call out to everyone to come forward and carefully examine these seven mirrors. If anyone can see anything from them, it's considered passing. Does everyone understand?"

  "Got it." After all, they were just kids and hadn't received any special training, so the three words were spoken in a rather sloppy and uneven manner. But Yang Ling seemed to ignore this, pointing at the first boy: "You, come here and take a close look at what's inside the mirror."

  The boy, eleven or twelve years old, was not afraid of the unknown and carefully observed the mirror, hoping to discover something. Just as he was making an effort to observe, but had not yet discovered anything, Yang Ling said: "Switch to the next one." The boy did not expect the time to be so short, although he was a bit disappointed, but still very obediently moved to the front of the next mirror and began to observe with rapt attention. But similarly, in less than five breaths, Yang Ling shouted again: "Switch to the next one."

  In this way, the boy looked at each mirror for less than five breaths before being asked to change mirrors, and soon he had finished looking at all seven mirrors. Yang Ling's face still showed no expression, and with a wave of his hand, some of the Yang family disciples came forward to take him aside.

  Lin Feng looked at the boy who was brought to one side, and from his disappointed expression, it could be seen that he hadn't seen anything in the copper mirror. This made Lin Feng feel strange, as if he had observed it at such a close distance, if there really was something in the copper mirror, he shouldn't have been unable to see it. Was there something strange about this copper mirror? This thought immediately made Lin Feng think of the flowing light on the surface of the copper mirror that he had seen earlier. Wouldn't it be this? I can see it from so far away, how come he can't see it? After thinking for a moment, Lin Feng felt that it was impossible, because the glow of light shining on some ordinary objects is very common in daily life and isn't anything special, it's likely not what Yang Ling wanted them to find in the mirror.

  Lin Feng was still pondering, but then he heard Yang Ling shout at a second person: "It's your turn, come on up!"

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