Renegade Immortal

A brother came here yesterday and got too drunk. When I got home, I was so dizzy that I couldn’t write anything. I woke up at 4 o’clock this morning and finally made up.

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The red-faced old man frowned, and said in dissatisfaction: "Elder Li, is it true that our Hengyue faction is going to be so lowly? How can we make an exception for the life and death of a mortal?"

Elder Li opened his eyes, his voice became colder, and he said: "Elder Ma, the head of the sect has said that I will be fully responsible for this matter. If it is not handled well, this useless boy will really commit suicide for the second time, and his parents will publicize it at that time." , Said that our Hengyue faction forced his children to death, isn't this an embarrassing thing? You can be responsible? If you are responsible, I don't care about it."

The middle-aged man quickly smoothed things over and said, "Okay, let's not quarrel over this trivial matter. In this way, we will accept him as a registered disciple first, and after ten or eight years, he will not be able to cultivate immortality before sending him back. Wouldn't it be wonderful to have no troubles in the future?"

The old man in brocade robe suddenly said from the side: "If other children who have not been taken in also follow suit, what should we do?"

The middle-aged man chuckled, and said: "It's easy to handle. After this incident, we have learned a lesson. From now on, all the children who fail the test will be taught one by one with the spirit transformation technique, so as to plant the seeds of not committing suicide." Thoughts, let it go. As for this Wang Lin, since he has already made such a fuss, he might as well accept it, anyway, a registered disciple is irrelevant."

Except for Elder Li, the other two elders looked at the middle-aged man with deep meaning, and said nothing more.

With a smile on his face, the middle-aged man said to himself: "Wang Lin, Wang Lin, I will help everything I can. I will not be disrespectful to the piece of fine iron your fourth uncle gave me. I am very strange, a mortal, Such materials can be obtained.”

The middle-aged man didn't know that fourth uncle Wang Lin bought that piece of refined iron from a blacksmith by chance. He took it out with the attitude of giving it a try, as for the function of this treasure, he didn't know.

A piece of fine iron changed Wang Lin's fate. When the news reached his ears, Wang Lin couldn't believe that he was accepted as a registered disciple for no reason.

Two days later, he sent his parents to Hengyue Sect. Seeing his parents' excited expressions, Wang Lin was also quite happy in his heart, and secretly decided to practice immortality here down-to-earth.

However, this idea changed after his parents left the mountain. Wang Lin was called to a house specially arranged for registered disciples to work. A young man in yellow clothes with a mischievous look looked him up and down with a look of contempt on his face. He laughed and said, "Are you that Wang Lin who only became a registered disciple by committing suicide?"

Wang Lin glanced at him and remained silent. The young man raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer, "Boy, from tomorrow onwards, you will report to me every day when the sun rises. Your job is to carry water. If you have no food, if you can’t do it for seven consecutive days, I will sue the elders and expel you from the Hengyue Sect. These are your clothes. Remember, registered disciples can only wear gray clothes, and they will be distributed only when they become true disciples Clothes of other colors." After speaking, he impatiently put a set of clothes and a waist card aside, closed his eyes and rested, and ignored the other party.

Wang Lin picked up his clothes and asked, "Where do I live?"

The young man didn't even look at it, and said casually: "Go north, and you will naturally see a row of bungalows. Give the waist badge to the disciples there, and I will arrange a room for you."

With Wang Lin in mind, he turned and walked north. After he left, the young man opened his eyes and said contemptuously to himself, "You actually joined in by committing suicide. What a waste."

Walking in the Hengyue Sect, most of the disciples Wang Lin saw along the way were dressed in gray clothes, each of them was in a hurry, their faces were cold, some of them were still holding work tools, and their expressions were slightly tired.

After walking northward for a long time, I finally saw a row of short houses. There were a lot more gray-clothed disciples here than elsewhere.

But they still go their separate ways and rarely talk to each other.

After handing over the badge to the disciple in yellow who was in charge of this place, the other party pointed impatiently at a house without saying a word.

Wang Lin was also used to the indifferent expressions of everyone here. He went to the house, opened the door and went in. The room was not big, with two wooden beds and a table.

He chose a wooden bed that seemed unused, put his luggage away, and then lay on the bed with a lot of thoughts in his mind. Although the Hengyue faction finally came in, it was not as good as he imagined. The young man in yellow meant that his job was to carry water.

Thinking of this, he sighed softly, and touched the stone beads tied to his chest with a rope in his arms. This thing was a treasure he cared about very much. Wang Lin read a lot and knew many allusions, including the fact that a man is innocent and pregnant with jade. He secretly made up his mind not to let anyone know that he had this treasure.

Not long before night fell, a thin gray-clothed boy with a tired expression pushed open the door and walked in. He was stunned when he saw Wang Lin, looked at him carefully, then ignored Wang Lin and lay down. In bed, passed out.

Wang Lin didn't care either, he knew he had to get up early tomorrow, touched his stomach, and took out some sweet potatoes from the package. These foods were brought by his parents, and he was going to eat them when he was looking for him on the road. Hengyue pie, so he left all the remaining sweet potatoes for him.

The sweet potato was very sweet. Wang Lin ate a few mouthfuls. At this moment, the boy lying on the opposite side moved, stood up and stared at the sweet potato, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and said in a low voice, "Can you give me a piece?"

Wang Lin immediately took out a few pieces and threw them on the other party's bed, and said with a smile, "I have a lot here, you can eat more if you like."

The boy immediately grabbed it, gobbled it down, then quickly ran to the table to pour a glass of water, drank it in one gulp, and sighed: "Fuck, I haven't eaten for two days, buddy, thank you .By the way, what's your name?"

When Wang Lin reported his name, the young man was stunned when he heard it. He lost his voice and said, "You are Wang Lin, the waste who only joined the Hengyue Sect by committing suicide..." When he said this, he felt arrogant, and said with a low smile: "Brother , My name is Zhang Hu, and speaking from the bottom of my heart, there is almost no one in the faction who doesn't know you, so don't blame me for saying that just now, in fact, I admire you for being able to get in in this way."

Wang Lin smiled wryly, without making excuses, and handed over a few pieces of sweet potatoes.

Zhang Hu quickly took it, and after eating a few mouthfuls, he said embarrassedly: "Wang Lin, you should save some for yourself. You are new here. I don't know that the weasel in the miscellaneous affairs department is full of bad water. You will know when you work tomorrow." Damn it, he simply doesn’t treat us registered disciples as human beings!”