Renegade Immortal

Today's first update! There is still at noon.

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"Weasel?" Wang Lin was taken aback. The first thing he thought of was the young man in yellow who laughed at him earlier. He felt that he was more suitable for this title, but he didn't know whether the other party was talking about him.

"Ah? Didn't you see him? It's the man in charge of arranging the work of registered disciples. He is also a registered disciple, but he has obtained the qualification to practice immortal law. He is wearing yellow clothes. He doesn't look like a good person at first glance. He looks like a wolf cub, we all call him that in private." Zhang Hu took a sip of water and explained through gritted teeth.

Wang Lin took a bite of the sweet potato and said, "I know who you are talking about. I saw him today and told me to fill up ten tanks of water every day from tomorrow, otherwise there will be no food."

Zhang Hu was dumbfounded, stared at Wang Lin for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Brother, did you have a grudge against him before?"

Wang Lin shook his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Hu looked at Wang Lin with a pitiful look, and asked, "Wang Lin, do you think the big water tank is the same as the one we use at home, so big?" I made a gesture.

A bad premonition arose in Wang Lin's heart, and he nodded.

Zhang Hu smiled wryly and said: "You must have offended the weasel. The big tank he mentioned is about the size of our house, and there are ten tanks of water...Wang Lin, I don't want these sweet potatoes anymore. You can keep them. It’s good if you can eat one meal for four or five days. You are new here, and the places where wild fruits are grown in the mountains are occupied by others. Only the elderly can pick a few. I’ll eat my wild fruits tomorrow. After speaking, he put the remaining pieces of sweet potatoes on the table, sighed, and lay down on the bed again.

There was a trace of evil fire in Wang Lin's heart. He gritted his teeth. Thinking of his parents' expectant eyes, he suppressed the fire forcibly, lay down on the bed and fell asleep holding his stomach full of anger.

Before dawn on the second day, he got up from the bed, Zhang Hu was still snoring, Wang Lin changed into gray clothes, and hurriedly walked to the sundries. Pushing open the door, squinting at Wang Lin, the yin and yang said strangely: "It's still punctual, go in and get the bucket, go out along the east gate, there is a spring in the mountain, go there to fetch water."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Wang Lin, sat cross-legged on the ground, and slowly exhaled towards the sunrise. A trace of faint white air escaped from his nose, rolling like two white dragons.

Wang Lin's eyes showed envy, he walked into the room and looked around, and finally saw the ten huge water tanks behind a door. With a wry smile, he picked up two buckets and walked towards the east door.

After walking a long way, I came to the spring that the other party mentioned. The scenery here is quite beautiful, and the sound of the water is like the sound of the sound of nature.

Wang Lin had no time to look at the beautiful scenery, so he filled the bucket and hurriedly picked it up and walked up the mountain.

It wasn't until dusk that he filled the tank. If he hadn't had sweet potatoes to fill his stomach at noon, he wouldn't have the energy to do the rest of the work. Even so, his legs and arms are sore and numb now, and the pain is unbearable when he exerts force.

He pondered for a while, and found a deserted place with half a bucket of water in his hand. After carefully looking around to make sure there was no one there, he took out the stone beads from his arms, shook them in the bucket, and after a while He fished out the beads and put them away, took a drink of the water in the bucket, and suddenly felt a warm feeling in his stomach, and the soreness in the muscles all over his body slowly dissipated.

Although the effect was not as good as Lushui, Wang Lin was extremely excited. He touched the place where the stone beads were placed on his chest, and decided once again that no one would know that he had this treasure!

After drinking half of the bucket of water, his muscles were no longer sore and he was refreshed, so he immediately resumed the work of carrying water.

On this day, after he filled a tank and a half, and drank half a bucket of spring water soaked in mysterious beads, in order not to be suspected by others, he pretended to be exhausted and returned to his residence.

Not long after, Zhang Hu came back with the overworked expression on his face.

The two exchanged a few words, Zhang Hu hesitated for a long time, hesitantly begged for two pieces of sweet potatoes, fell asleep on the bed after eating.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Lin had been in Hengyue Sect for a month.

Wang Lin now knows that Zhang Hu's job is to chop firewood, and he has to cut enough wood to eat every day. He has been chopping firewood since he became a registered disciple of the Hengyue Sect. It has been three years. Three years ago, he It usually takes three or four days to eat a meal, and it depends on drinking water to fill his stomach. Now he has shortened the time and can eat a meal in two days.

According to him, registered disciples have to do chores for ten years, so that they can't afford three meals a day. Only when these two requirements are met at the same time can they be taught some basic immortal methods.

Inner sect disciples are different from them, they have their own masters, they don't have to do any miscellaneous chores, they have their own rooms, and their main job is to cultivate.

In addition, there is another kind of person, between the inner disciples and the registered disciples, who become other people's boys like Wang Hao. In fact, the so-called boys are simply servants.

This kind of people don't need to do chores, and they can practice some low-level fairy arts. They only need to complete the work assigned by their master. Can be a servant for life.

The so-called talent, Wang Lin also learned about it from Zhang Hu, in simple terms, talent is the spiritual root, everyone has more or less in the body. But the key point is quantity, if one has enough spiritual roots, if the same immortal method can be practiced in one year, then it may take ten years or even a hundred years for those who lack spiritual roots.

Human life is limited, and those with mediocre aptitudes often do not develop much in their lifetimes, which is why the disciples of Xiuxian sect are the first to focus on spiritual roots.

During this month, Wang Lin had to drink a lot of spring water soaked in mysterious beads every day when carrying water. It takes three days to do it.

But in order not to be suspected, he gets up before the sun rises every day, and walks on the mountain path with a bucket in his hands. In this way, in the eyes of others, even if he is surprised, he can complete it in three days. work, but most of these are pushed to him from morning to night.