In the morning, at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
Four or five children in their teens were laughing and running by the stream, and a boy was fetching water. He looked about sixteen or seventeen and was surprisingly thin.
He washed his face with cold water, and was holding a wooden bucket to fill the water bit by bit from the shallow stream, very patiently.
Surrounded by people around, a little girl ran towards the people by the stream and asked, "Lu Wu, that fairy came to recruit disciples today, won't you go with us?"
It is said that they are immortals, but they are actually just some cultivators who have achieved a little bit of cultivation. It is very close to Kunlun Mountain, and every year there are sects who come to accept disciples. Those with good talent can enter the inner sect with a little success within a few years, but if they still have no achievements after a few years, they will all become handymen in the end.
"He went there to sweep the floor and carry water. It doesn't make any difference whether he goes or not."
Before Lu Wu could speak, a boy next to the little girl rushed to speak. He was also in his early ten years old, with a tiger head and a tiger brain, and he was very strong. He glanced at the people by the stream with disdain, and urged: "Ah Kui, let's go quickly, or it will be too late."
The little girl's full name is Luo Kui, she is the daughter of a large family in the town, and she moved here specially for this sect's recruiting. He looked like he was only 15 years old. He was fair and clean, with a small pointed face, and he was dressed very carefully. Standing with a few native children in the village, he was like an exiled fairy.
This young lady has a good temper. She frowned and looked at Lu Wu, who was silent. She still hesitated, and after thinking about it, she said to him: "Then let's go first, Lu Wu, if you want to come here, you should hurry up." .”
After all, several people left quickly without stopping.
Lu Wu watched a few people run away and sighed. The theory of cultivating immortals is very popular in this world. When Lu Wu first arrived, he also had some fighting spirit. Who would not want to live forever and become immortal?
But as soon as this idea came up, he withered. It wasn't that he didn't want to go, but that the cultivation of immortality and body cultivation was the main thing in this world. No matter how advanced the spell is, it must be supported by powerful body functions. Although there is no incurable disease in Lu Wu's body, it is too weak, and he is not as good as a woman when working. Coupled with the concern of the old lady, Lu Wu gradually let go of the idea of cultivating immortals.
No matter how good the road of cultivating immortality is, it is not something he can walk on if he wants to.
Lu Wu slowly filled the barrel with water and walked to a dilapidated house not far away.
Before entering the room, there was a coughing sound, which was stuffy in the throat, and the breath was like a gossamer, revealing the appearance of dying. Lu Wu frowned when he heard that, quickened his pace and pushed open the broken wooden door.
The dilapidated wooden house is transparent on all sides, and there is a dark, damp and musty smell in the air. The old woman with gray temples was lying on the bed, skinny as a stick, and she couldn't see the ups and downs even under the quilt. She coughed twice again, her whole body was shaking, her eyes were cloudy, and all the energy in her body was shaken away.
Lu Wu put down the wooden barrel and saw a wisp of golden tobacco drifting out from the old woman's breath.
A few months ago, Lu Wu accidentally discovered that he could see the essence in other people's bodies, but others couldn't. According to the law he found out, the soul will leave the body, and within a few days, the person will die.
Since he came to this world, he has lived with the old woman for more than a month. In the three thousand worlds mentioned by Buddhism, he has experienced two lives. In his previous life, he died in a hospital bed because of his extremely weak bones. In this life, he has not escaped this curse-like misfortune.
"Xiaowu...Xiaowu?" The old woman on the bed heard a voice calling softly.
Lu Wu walked over and sat beside him, "Grandma, I'm here."
The old woman reached out and fumbled to hold him, her skinny fingers were cold. "The immortal came to recruit disciples today, why don't you go? You pack up and go to the village to have a look, don't let the old woman drag you down."
"Grandma, with my body, people don't like me even if I go to other people. It's better to stay here and take care of you."
The old woman was a little angry when she heard this, and coughed violently: "Why don't you? My little one, who would dare not? You just need to practice hard, but you can become a fairy and be a big shot in the class of immortals. Go and have a look, water It’s not too late to come back and burn.”
Lu Wu patted the back of the old woman's hand, and the grandmother picked him up and picked him up, treating him like a parent and child, but at this time the old woman kept urging him.
"I'll boil the water before I go, there's no rush."
"Go, go, you will become a fairy in the future, you won't suffer any more, you don't have to suffer anymore..."
The old woman muttered, Lu Wu boiled the water, fed the old woman to drink water, and then walked to the village in a leisurely manner.
There are more than [-] sects on Kunlun Mountain, big and small, and they are mixed. Among them, the Qingtian Sect and Xuanhuang Sect are the role models for everyone. The former has the longest qualifications, but it is a pity that in recent years, it has shown a slight decline and its talents have withered. The latter has the largest scale and the most capable people. It is rumored that the main hall has been built to the eighth heaven.
The one who came to the village to recruit people this time was the Qingtian Sect. When Lu Wu arrived, it happened to be Luo Kui's turn, and there were two people behind, so Lu Wu walked over and followed behind.
Luo Kui is very aura, standing in front of the disciple of the Qingtian Sect who is cultivating immortality, he still has two points to win. The old man looked her up and down for a week, put his index finger and middle finger on her celestial cover, and said with satisfaction: "The root bone is good. , if you worship my disciples, within ten years, you can go to the third heaven."
The disciple in Tsing Yi next to the old man was overjoyed, and quickly asked for her name to record her in the book. This may be the best qualification I have encountered today. The surrounding villagers were overjoyed, especially Luo Kui's parents were so excited that they bowed repeatedly.
After that, I checked a few more people, and sure enough, there was no root of talent. When it was Lu Wu's turn, everyone had given up hope.
"Why is this person so thin? He must have been crushed to death as soon as he reached Xiaochongtian?" A Qingtian Sect disciple whispered.
Lu Wu knew that his health was really bad, so he just smiled when he heard what the disciple said, and stood in front of the old man.
The old man in Tsing Yi also frowned slightly, feeling impatient, and casually tapped his index finger on his head. The usual method of rooting the roots had just entered the young man's body, but was bounced back by a force. The old man's idle spirit shook for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he probed again, and finally saw the tip of the iceberg. After a long while, he opened his eyes and looked at Lu Wu again. Just when everyone was surprised, he frowned and said in a low voice: "Aptitude is mediocre, hard work, and one can reach the third heaven."
As soon as the words fell, several children laughed: "It seems that Lu Wu, you still have a chance to go to the Nine Heavens, but it will be tens of millions of years later, can you live until then?"
The one who said this was the young man by the stream just now, named Zhang Hu. His aptitude was measured to be average, and he could reach the third heaven in 20 years. He was not a star and a half better than Lu Wu.
Everyone also laughed, the little disciple just looked at Lu Wu with some pity. The realm of cultivators is divided into nine levels, and each level is divided into five small realms. But ordinary people can go to the first heaven after a few years of serious practice, and those who are physically fit can barely reach the second heaven, but this kid still needs to practice hard for 60 years before he can go to the third heaven. Chai one.
Although Lu Wu had been prepared for a long time, the words of the old man in Tsing Yi still made his heart sink to the bottom. After hearing Zhang Hu's words, he was somewhat displeased, but his expression remained unchanged. This tiger usually likes to belittle him, and if he talks back, it will only lead to endless abuse.
He took two steps back and stood with the others. Seeing that he made no sound when he went down with a stick, Zhang Hu really lost interest.
Although the Qingtian Sect has declined in recent years, there are quite a few disciples who want to join the sect, and there are more than a dozen of them. The old man in blue swept them over, his lips moved slightly, but his voice seemed to come from all directions.
"I am Gu Ji of the Qingtian Sect. Today, the disciples of Telina join the sect. Anyone with a little qualifications can follow me into the Qingting Dazong and be protected by the sect."
After all, he nodded to a few people who were standing. "You guys go back to rest, and someone will come to take you into the sect tomorrow."
Gu Ji pointed to five people, one was Luo Kui, the other was Zhang Hu, and the other two were not often seen on weekdays, and the last one was Lu Wu.
In 60 years, it was the third heaven. Compared with the best Luo Kui with this talent, she was thrown out of several mountains. Why did she fall into the eyes of the immortal?
Not only others, but even Lu Wu himself was stunned for a moment, and after Gu Ji's point of view, the thoughts in his heart were revived, and his eyes glistened with excitement. His body has been weak for two lifetimes, so if he can cultivate a good ability, it's worth it! But then I thought of the old woman lying on the couch at home. If he left, there would be no time to cultivate immortality, and the old woman was seriously ill. That grandma treated him better than his parents and relatives in the previous life, if he couldn't accompany her to the last journey, he would feel ashamed in his heart.
Gu Ji ignored everyone's whispers, and led his disciples away after speaking.
Lu Wu hurriedly caught up with several cultivators, and bowed to the old man: "Immortal, I still have a grandma in my family. I'm afraid I won't be able to go up the mountain with me tomorrow. How about going to see her in a month?"
Gu Ji frowned, and all the villagers who hadn't left yet looked at him. He said in an unhappy tone, "How can you practice as you like? Your aptitude is not good, so I'd like to accept you. If you don't appreciate kneeling and worshiping, why don't you come?" Take Joe? If you don't come, don't come forever! My Qingtian Sect doesn't lack you alone!"
Lu Wu's heart skipped a beat, he still thought too well. Immortal cultivators in this world all claim to be superior to others, and most of them are brutal and domineering.
Although cultivating immortals is what he thinks, but the old woman's life is hanging by a thread now, can't wait for a month? Lu Wu had a lot of considerations in his mind, and finally had no choice but to give up: "In this case, Lu Wu may not be able to join the noble sect."
Hearing this, the old man twitched his eyebrows in anger. It was always someone else who begged to join the sect, and he hadn't met him before. In front of so many people, Lu Wu's words brushed the old man's face.
"You don't want to go, but others are still begging to go! If you don't go, you won't go. With your qualifications, entering the sect is just a drag."
Lu Wu still wanted to talk, but Gu Ji had already left with a group of people.
As soon as the Qingtian Sect and the group left the village, a disciple in Tsing Yi walked up to the old man, and said suspiciously: "Master, even though the child's body was not in good shape, the spirit in his body was so strong that even I stood next to him. Feeling oppressed, how could it take 60 years to ascend to the third heaven?"
Gu Ji was still angry, and said in a bad mood: "The body and soul are not in order, even if the cultivation goes up, the body will collapse if it can't bear it."
"Isn't there a soul-cultivating method that only cultivates the soul? Only those with strong souls can practice it. It is rumored that this spell is extremely powerful. After one year of practice, one can ascend to the third heaven, two years to the fifth heaven, and ten years to soar... ..."
Gu Ji stopped and interrupted him with staring eyes. "You little boy, let you familiarize yourself with the cultivation method books, but you go to those heretics! The soul cultivation method has always been a demon method, and if you practice it, you will fall into the devil's way. On Kunlun Mountain, there are Taoists who cultivate Buddhas, demons who cultivate people, and you. When have you ever seen a demon cultivator? Once you become a demon, let alone ascending, you will not even be able to enter Kunlun Mountain! Besides, the soul cultivation method has long been lost, even if it still exists in the world, our Qingtian Sect will never let it go!"
The disciple in Tsing Yi trembled in fright and dared not speak any more.