Ascension to the Gods

Chapter 191 Rain Curtain
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the village paths were full of mud.

The girl was soaked and hid under the eaves, her hair sticking to her cheeks.

She was wearing a tattered cloth dress with patches on it, and the cuffs were uneven, leaving half of her arm exposed.

Bang!

The door was opened.

"Why don't you get out!"

The servant came out with a stick and looked at the girl viciously.

The girl was so frightened that she took a step back. She bit her lip in the rain and said, "My mother hasn't received her wages for work yet. That's the money she needs to buy medicine to save her life!"

The servant sneered, raised his stick, and hit the girl's shoulder hard!

Click!

The cracking sound is clearly audible!
The girl was already thin, and after being hit so hard, one of her arms suddenly became weak and dropped down, and she fell heavily into the mud!
Severe pain spread throughout my body.

But she gritted her teeth and said nothing.

A few seconds later.

Her face was pale, and she forced herself to raise her head, staring at the servants. "My mother has worked in the mansion for half a year, getting up early and going to bed late, sewing and washing, and serving more than a dozen people in the mansion!"

"Now that she's sick, not only have you fired her, you're even delaying her wages!"

Listen to her finish her words.

The servant couldn't help but laugh. He walked forward with a stick and sneered, "You lowly people, you still want money?"

He leaned forward and lowered his voice, "To be honest, my wife felt sorry for your mother and did give her some wages."

"But this money was intercepted by Manager Xu on the way. He took us to the county town to have fun, eat, drink and have fun, and then lost it in gambling."

The servant's voice was like a heavy hammer, hammering hard into the girl's heart!

Her face was as pale as paper, and she whispered, "That's my mother's life-saving money!"

The servant kicked him and said, "Get out of here!"

The fractured shoulder bone was hit by another kick, and the pain was indescribable.

The girl's eyes went dark, her body fell sideways, and she was kicked into the mud and water, her whole body covered in mud.

Bang!

The door of the mansion was closed forcefully.

The rain is getting heavier.

The pain all over my body was piercing.

The girl struggled in the cold muddy water, looked up at the hazy sky in a trance, and let the rain splash on her cheeks.

"My mother is waiting for me at home!"

Suddenly, I thought of my bedridden mother.

The girl shuddered suddenly, forced herself to get up, and limped towards the pharmacy with her arms hanging down.

"Doctor, please!"

In front of the pharmacy, she begged bitterly, "Please give me a dose of medicine on credit first, my mother is dying!"

The old doctor stood at the door with a complicated expression: "Even if I give it to you on credit, you still can't pay it back."

"The two copper coins you earn from mending clothes are barely enough to buy rice. How can you possibly pay me back?"

"Besides, your mother is so ill, one or two doses of medicine won't be of much use."

Hear this.

The girl looked even more desperate.

Suddenly, she stood up straight and pulled at her clothes: "Doctor, please, prescribe two doses of medicine for my mother!"

"I'm willing to do anything!"

A small part of the tattered cloth was torn off, revealing the girl's slender white arms.

The old doctor's expression changed: "What are you doing!"

The girl said nothing, but just took off her clothes.

But her left shoulder was fractured, which made her arm weak, making it very difficult for her to take off her clothes.

"Don't take it off! I'll give you some medicine!"

The old doctor sighed and gritted his teeth, "I'm already old, and I don't want to do something like this and be criticized by the villagers!"

He went back to the medicine cabinet, quickly grabbed the medicine and handed it to the girl.

"Boil it in hot water and take it twice a day."

"It should be able to alleviate your mother's illness."

Speaking of it.

The old doctor turned around and went back into the house and closed the door.

The girl took the medicine bag and tears welled up in her eyes.

The rain hasn't stopped yet.

She held the medicine bag in her arms, protecting it with her good arm, and limped towards her home.

Squeak.

Push open the wooden door.

Although the beams were leaking, rainwater seeped into the roof.

But for the girl, this is her warm home.

The girl walked into the wooden house, carefully took out the medicine bag from her arms and placed it on the stove.

She was soaked all over.

The Chinese medicine paper bag was well protected by her, and the clean paper surface still had some warmth.

"mother!"

The girl picked up the ladle and scooped water into the pot while calling softly.

Put firewood and make a fire.

She stared at the boiling water in the pot, holding the medicine bag in her hand, and felt much more at ease.

There was a large swelling on the injured shoulder, filled with purple and blue bruises.

But the girl seemed unaware of this, her mind was completely focused on the medicine bag in her hand.

Maybe, after taking the medicine, my mother's illness will gradually get better.

If I mend my own clothes and work hard for a few days, I can pay back the money for the medicine.

If it doesn't work out, I'll find a job as a tailor to cover my medical expenses.

With such good tailoring skills, I can definitely support myself and my mother.

Everything will get better slowly.

Think of this.

Hope surged again in her originally dark and gloomy heart.

"mother?"

The next moment, she called out again.

Still no response.

The girl put down the medicine bag and walked into the inner room.

Lift the curtain.

The girl limped to the bed and lowered her voice: "Mom, are you asleep?"

She stretched out her hands, which were covered with needle pricks and calluses, which did not match her age, and gently lifted the quilt.

The world seemed to quiet down.

The girl pinched the corner of the quilt tightly and stood there in a daze.

Her hair was wet and hanging down, the mud on her cheeks had not been washed off, and her whole body was trembling, looking like a demon.

"mother."

The girl murmured.

Under the thick quilt was a pool of rancid blood and mud.

There are tons of white bones scattered among them.

"mother!"

The heart-wrenching cries pierced the rain curtain and seeped into the rain water.

Unconsciously, it disappeared silently.

outside the house.

The water in the pot was boiling violently, and the medicine bag was placed quietly aside.

After a long time.

The girl walked out of the heavy rain, limped to the riverside, and boarded the state capital's big ship.

These days, the state capital is holding a "holy election ceremony."

The Holy Selection Ceremony is a life-or-death struggle.

Everyone knows about this.

Ordinary people will die if they leave.

But in this world, there are still many people who are unwilling to be ordinary, and they continue to enter it.

The vast majority of people die quietly and silently.

It's their own choice.

Once you leave, you will have no regrets.

……

……

……

"Greetings, Lord Chosen!"

"Meet the adults!"

The huge pulling force gradually dissipated.

The fanatical shouts coming from so close could be clearly heard.

Jiang Jian opened his eyes and saw 10 young boys and girls.

They gathered under the stone platform, their eyes filled with awe and worship.

This is a village.

But this village is very strange.

It was very quiet around.

There are only a few dilapidated houses and a well not far away.

"Welcome the Holy Chosen One!"

Among them was a tall and strong young man, half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes were red, and he was shouting the loudest.

Jiang Jianmian had no expression on his face and ignored them. Instead, he immediately checked his resources.

After sensing that the spiritual energy was abundant and the cultivation was going normally, he felt relieved.

Through brief observation.

Jiang Jian could be sure that there was no one living in this village!

These 10 boys and girls were all summoned at short notice!

At this time.

The cold mechanical sound came into my ears through the large formation in the sky.

The rules of the entrance examination were explained from beginning to end in great detail.

"This Holy Selection has 202 people."

"Each person is in charge of a village."

"In every village, there are 10 villagers and one well."

"You can use spiritual energy to activate the well and produce well water."

"The well is made using a spiritual core. The quality of the water produced is closely related to the quality of the spiritual energy input!"

"The more well water the villagers drink, the stronger their temporary combat power will be!"

"24 random village battles every day, 24 hours a day!"

"If any villagers die, they will be replenished to 10 before the next battle begins!"

"Attack and defense formations are random every time."

"The Chosen Ones cannot leave the village!"

"The Chosen Ones cannot attack the villagers!"

"Village battle, lasting 7 days."

"In 7 days."

"Based on many factors, such as the number of battle victories, the number of casualties among villagers, the speed of villager replenishment, and the duration of the battle, a comprehensive evaluation is made to calculate the assessment score."

……

Listen to the assessment rules.

Jiang Jian looked at the 10 people in front of him and frowned slightly.

These 10 boys and girls obviously had never experienced the God-given ceremony.

His Shenque acupoint was completely blocked, and he had no spiritual cultivation at all.

"Where are you from?"

Jiang Jian looked at the tall and strong young man and asked softly.

Hearing the question from the Holy Selectman, the tall and strong young man blushed and shouted, "I'm from Lingshuizhou!"

He was excited, clenching his fists, and looking at Jiang Jian with eyes full of longing and expectation, "Master Shengxuan, I will definitely make it to the end!"

In the world of the Earth-Moon Academy, the "Holy Selection Ceremony" is held every once in a while.

For the lower-class creatures here, it is the only chance to cross the class, open the door to cultivation, and obtain glory and wealth!

The essence of the Holy Selection Ceremony is to select some local creatures to cooperate with the new students of the Earth-Moon Academy to conduct entrance examinations.

If there are any local creatures, they may be lucky enough to survive to the end.

Then, the temple would gather all the survivors and hold a true divine ceremony to open the Divine Gate for them. This was also the only opportunity for cultivation that the Earth-Moon Academy gave these native creatures.

For the native creatures, they participate in the selection at the very beginning, become part of the assessment, and then survive to the end by chance, participate in the God-given ceremony, and obtain God-given talents.

This complete process is called the "Holy Election Ceremony" by them.

Participating in the "Holy Selection Ceremony" means having the opportunity to step into the door of cultivation.

For local creatures, it is a great honor and hope.

However, the Holy Selection Ceremony is a life-or-death experience.

The vast majority of people became corpses.

Only a few people are lucky enough to survive to the end and become the ultimate lucky ones.

At this point, they can pass the final "Holy Selection Ceremony" and start practicing in the Divine Que, completely changing the trajectory of their lives.

In their eyes, both the Temple and the Holy Chosen One are superior beings.

The creatures of the two worlds each have their own trajectories.

If nothing unexpected happens.

The only intersection between the two is the "Holy Selection Ceremony" that has just begun at this moment.

"One hour left until the assigned battle."

Suddenly, a mechanical prompt sound came into my ears.

Jiang Jian frowned slightly and walked down the stone platform.

The young boys and girls below retreated one after another and scattered out of the way.

Jiang Jian ignored them and walked to the well, sensing it for a moment.

Afterwards, he urged a wisp of divine spiritual energy and immersed himself in it.

Boom.

The extremely light sound of the formation being activated came from the bottom of the well.

The cold black well water quietly emerged from the bottom of the well.

However, the spiritual energy that Jiang Jian mobilized was very little, and the well water in it was also only a tiny bit.

"The well water that emerged seems to have inherited the killing attributes of the dragon bird."

Looking at the black water at the bottom of the well, Jiang Jian's eyes lit up slightly.

The assessment rules once stated that the well water converted normally should be colorless and transparent.

When villagers drink it, their combat power will be temporarily increased.

The assessment rules do not mention what changes will be brought to the well water due to changes in the spiritual properties.

"To produce enough well water, a huge amount of spiritual energy is required!"

Jiang Jian infused the Shenque spiritual energy again, and after estimating the output rate of the well water, he frowned.

He had just discovered that the village here was blocked by a large formation and there was very little spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

Even if you are practicing all the time.

The speed of recovering spiritual energy is also extremely slow.

When using Reiki, you need to save it.

But as I keep trying.

Jiang Jian noticed it.

Whether it is a weapon bestowed by God or a ball of innate light.

All these cultivation foundations can be activated by spiritual energy and then poured into the well!
Through the special formation of the well as a medium.

After being weakened a lot, it materialized and was temporarily given to the villagers!

"This rule is very similar to a virtual game, and it's a turn-based tower defense type."

"However, the difference from the game is that both the attacker and the defender have become living villagers."

"The price of losing a battle is death."

Jiang Jian looked thoughtful.

The detailed rules clearly state that the winner of the village battle can obtain a soul-restoring pill.

The loser will have half of the well water reduced!
These villagers are, in essence, equivalent to his own soldiers.

The combat effectiveness of each soldier is entirely allocated by himself.

And the essence of the competition is still to test one's cultivation foundation!
Whether it is the quality and quantity of the produced well water, or the materialized divine weapons and innate light balls.

All of them are the clearest manifestations of the "Holy Chosen"'s own cultivation foundation!

"For now, name the rest of you 1 to 10."

Jiang Jian suppressed his thoughts and looked at the tall and strong boy, "You are villager number 1."

The tall and strong young man's eyes lit up with joy: "Thank you, Holy Chosen!"

Other boys and girls also received their own numbers.

Subsequently.

Jiang Jian activated the spiritual energy of Shenque and began to pour it madly into the well formation!

boom!
The dark well water gushed out, roaring and rushing, and even formed a whirlpool!
It takes all new students of the Diyue Academy half a year to break into the Yongquan realm.

The spiritual essence of the spring is not that high.

To compete in accumulation of foundation, most of the time, you have to rely on the Shenque point!
And when Jiang saw this, he saw the perfect divine palace of 121% of the divinely bestowed realm!
While other saints were still racking their brains trying to save spiritual energy and allocate well water.

Jiang Jian saw that the village's well was already filled with cold black water!

"Number 1, drink a ladle of well water."

Jiang Jian flicked his robe sleeves, stopped infusing spiritual energy, and his face was calm.

Filling the well completely only consumed 30% of the divine spiritual energy!
Although it is difficult to replenish spiritual energy once it is consumed.

But Jiang Jian was confident.

The other freshmen of the Diyue Academy would never do what he did, without caring about the consumption of spiritual energy, and directly fill up the well!

Just as he guessed.

The vast majority of the chosen saints were struggling to calculate how to use the least amount of spiritual energy to stimulate more well water, and also to reasonably allocate combat resources to their villagers.

Hear the command.

The tall and strong boy No. 1 stepped forward, scooped up a bucket of black water and put it to his mouth.

A cold air hit me in the face, and the black liquid kept shaking.

This made him subconsciously stunned and he did not drink the well water immediately.

In an instant.

Girl No. 7 had no expression on her face. She grabbed the water scoop with one hand, tilted her head back, and drank it all in one gulp!

Gumbling.

She dropped the scoop, black water seeping from the corners of her mouth, and smiled at Jiang Jian: "Shengxuan, please let me go first."

boom!
In a blink of an eye, the well water began to work!
Girl No. 7 was trembling all over, but her skin and flesh were getting harder and harder, like steel and iron, with a metallic luster!

The faintly visible dark air currents flowed wildly in her veins.

Let her feel no pain, no fatigue.

Even the drooping arm was lifted up as it was soaked in the black air.

Jiang Jian stared at her and was about to speak.

The mechanical prompt sound reaches my ears clearly.

"Five minutes left until assigned battle."

"Your village will be randomly chosen as the battle site."

"In 5 minutes, 10 villagers from the enemy village will enter this place through the ladder formation."

"Winning method one: all hostile villagers die."

"Winning method two: After one hour, the number of our villagers alive is greater than the number of enemy villagers alive."

"If an enemy villager touches your well, it will be considered a failure immediately!"

"Please allocate combat resources as quickly as possible."

The prompt sound dissipated.

Jiang Jian turned his head, looked at the speed at which the well water was being consumed, and said in a deep voice, "One scoop per person."

Boy No. 1 was upset because his well water was stolen.

Hear this.

He immediately stepped forward, took the ladle, scooped a full ladle, and drank it down in one gulp.

Ten villagers took turns drinking the well water.

Jiang Jian stood there, his eyes filled with thought.

There are 10 villagers, and each of them gets one scoop.

The well, which was originally full of water, has actually been used up by half!

Battles are held every hour.

24 battles per day.

lasts 7 days.

The frequency of battles is too high.

At this rate, there will definitely not be enough well water!

Jiang Jian didn't know that in order to save well water, the other saints shared a ladle of water with several villagers.

There are only a few chosen saints like Jiang Jian who can ensure that every villager has a bucket of well water!
"The winner will be rewarded with a soul-restoring pill."

"This thing should be similar to the water spirit and can restore spiritual energy."

Jiang Jian had some guesses about the Rejuvenating Pill.

There is currently no way to recover one's own spiritual energy.

No matter how deep the foundation is, it is just water without a source and a tree without roots, and it cannot be replenished at all.

With the Soul-Restoring Pill, the problem of spiritual energy recovery should be temporarily alleviated.

Thinking about it.

All 10 villagers have drunk the well water.

Jiang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he flicked his golden and white robe sleeves and continued to pour water into the well!

boom!
The shadow of a small bronze seal appeared above the well water!
"Number 1, drink this bucket of well water."

Jiang Jiandao.

"Yes! Lord Chosen!"

The tall and strong young man looked surprised. He strode forward and drank the well water with the shadow of the small bronze seal on it!

boom!
Bronze lines immediately appeared between his palms, fists and feet!
As he swung his fist, the shadow of a small bronze seal appeared, roaring along with it!
"I'm so strong!"

The tall and strong young man lowered his head and looked at his hands with an infatuated look in his eyes.

Although I know in my heart that this power does not belong to me.

It is just a temporary blessing through the special properties of the well water.

But the tall and strong young man couldn't help but be fascinated by the feeling of infinite strength, and he was even more eager to pass the Holy Selection Ceremony.

Jiang met with a blank expression and poured water into the well again!

A shadow of green vine paper emerged!

"Number 2!"

Jiang Jiandao.

Boy No. 2 stepped forward, picked up the water scoop and drank it all in one gulp.

boom!
Green vine talismans appeared around him, appearing and disappearing with his fists and feet!

Moreover, icy rainwater surged in the air, causing his figure to disappear quietly, making it extremely difficult to find!
See this scene.

The remaining young boys and girls were almost all filled with envy.

Every additional method you have increases the chance of survival!
not to mention.

The means bestowed by the Holy Chosen One are extremely powerful just by looking at them!

"It should be enough for the first battle."

It consumed half of the well water and two phantoms of divine weapons.

Jiang Jian stopped and waited quietly for the distribution to begin.

“Start distributing!”

“Allocation successful!”

"Ten villagers from the enemy village are entering your village through a ladder formation!"

"The battle begins!"

The prompt sound dissipated.

Jiang Jian looked up.

At the end of the village road, 10 villagers were walking towards this place with weapons in hand and stern expressions.

Their target is the well!

If these villagers come into contact with the well.

If Jiang sees this, he will be directly judged as a failure!
"Number 1, you will guard the well."

Jiang Jian said in a deep voice, "Number 2, you take the remaining eight people and stop the hostile villagers!"

The crowd below responded in unison: "Yes!"

There was hardly any fear in their eyes.

Participation in the Holy Election Ceremony is entirely voluntary and is entirely one's own choice.

Every one of these villagers wants to fight for that life-or-death opportunity to practice!

No. 1 clenched his fists and stood in front of the well, his whole body flashing with bronze light.

Seeing this, Jiang retreated back to the stone platform and watched the battle ahead.

As a Chosen One, once the battle begins, you must return to the stone platform and must not participate in the fight with the villagers.

Otherwise, it will be immediately judged as a failure according to the rules of the formation!

(End of this chapter)