Late at night, the bright moon hangs alone in the sky. The surroundings were quiet, with only the chirping of crickets occasionally breaking the silence.
Mu Yu looked around and saw that many immortal masters were staying here for one night and would not leave until tomorrow. It was very late now, and many immortal masters must have rested, and there were still lights in a few rooms. He needed to be careful to ensure that he would not be discovered by those immortal masters, so he chose to take the long way around as much as possible. It is not difficult for him to climb over a wall as long as there is a tree.
There were faint voices in front of him. Mu Yu ducked and hid in a tree. He saw two young people walking over from a distance. The two young men were dressed in clothes that looked like they were undoubtedly gray disciples from the academy.
"It's terrible that we have to wait on you so late!" A young man complained.
"There is no way. The elder of the Jiuhua Sect is not low in status. We should serve him well. It would also be good if he accepts us as his followers when he is happy." Another young man said with hope.
"The elder has a weird temper. Yesterday, a senior brother accidentally splashed tea on him, and he was slapped away by his palm. I heard that now that senior brother has no possibility of cultivating immortality. His Dantian was damaged and he will never be able to do it for the rest of his life. I can only become a gray disciple."
Thinking of this, the speaker couldn't help but shudder. They all say that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Disciples like them, who are at the lowest level in the world of cultivation, will not be able to save their lives if they are not careful. Gray disciples want to go up in the world of cultivation. It's too hard to climb.
"Stop complaining. Most of the elders have weird tempers. We just need to ensure that everything is in order. No one can blame the senior brother for deserting while serving the elders." The other one still had hope and did not feel sorry for the senior brother who had the accident at all. It was a matter of course that the man did not serve so that he could be beaten.
After the two people gradually walked away, Mu Yu jumped down from the tree. He looked at the backs of the two people with mixed feelings in his heart. Gray disciples are at the bottom of the cultivation world. Being insulted or beaten seems to be commonplace, and they don't even have any thoughts of resistance.
However, when I thought about it, even if they wanted to resist, there was nothing they could do. Immortal masters had extraordinary means. How could the gray disciples resist? If you bump into an elder, no one will care about you even if you are killed.
The two gray disciples looked to be over sixteen years old, and they obviously chose to stay, hoping to find an opportunity to be spotted by a certain sect elder and join a certain sect. Their persistence in cultivating immortals makes them silently accept the orders of those high-ranking immortal masters. For that illusory opportunity, they may be trapped in the academy for a lifetime, but they seem unwilling to give up, so they live a life of fear every day.
Mu Yu clenched his fists, he didn't want to be a gray disciple! I don’t want to grovel for the rest of my life! He must find a way to leave the school. But so far, he has no ability to change. The only thing that can make him feel better is to retest his talent color. Regardless of whether you know it or not, you must at least prove that you are not less qualified than others.
There is no one on duty at the school at night, because no one dares to cause trouble here. There are some immortal masters here who are very capable, and they will only break in unless they are impatient. Mu Yu turned around a yard and relied on his memories from the day to find the place where he was going to test the stones.
There is an iron gate in front, which has been locked, but there is a small tree next to the wall. Muyu blends into the tree and easily climbs up the stone wall. He stood on the stone wall and could vaguely see the stone where he tested his talent during the day lying not far away. Mu Yu was a little afraid of heights. He didn't dare to jump down. He could only grab the top of the wall with his hands and slowly lean down. Then he let go and fell down, falling heavily to the ground.
Mu Yu climbed up, dusted off his body, hid in the shadows and looked around to make sure no one was there, then tiptoed towards the stone.
The ugly gray stone showed a strange halo of color under the moonlight, which looked a bit weird. It only receives attention once a year. After that, it will be an ordinary stone that is blown by the wind and rain for the whole year. Only the gray disciples will occasionally come to clean it.
Mu Yu felt that such a treasure should be kept in a collection. After all, it was a treasure used to screen the talents of disciples. It would be bad if it was damaged. But this stone is so big, twice the size of Mu Yu, so it must be quite troublesome to move it around.
In fact, this stone needs to absorb the aura and essence of heaven and earth. Under the baptism of the sun and moon, it can maintain its spirituality better. This is why those in the academy do not put it away. Mu Yu doesn't understand some situations in the world of cultivation at all. He grew up in a village, so how would he know this.
Mu Yu looked at this stone, the stone that determined his identity and destiny during the day. If he hadn't been scrupulous during the day, it would have rated him a higher talent level, right? If he were also rated as cyan or green by the stone, then his fate would be different at this moment, and he might be able to enter a good sect and not be left undesirable.
But what’s the use of measuring it
Mu Yu suddenly hesitated, so what if it turns out that his talent is cyan? No one here saw it, and no one knew it. Even if the stone shined during the test, it would be useless. Because there is no one to prove it, no one will come to see his talent appraisal results. If he goes to tell others that his true talent is not gray, I am afraid no one will believe him, and they will just treat him as a joke.
When the test was conducted in the village, the immortal masters didn't pay special attention to it. His talent must have been average, so why would he humiliate himself
However, due to giving up halfway during the day, the stone did not show the color it should have at all, which made Mu Yu very unwilling. Sometimes things are just like this. One thing can obviously be done better, but it is messed up due to some accidents. It is very uncomfortable to be labeled as unworthy of the name because it did not use its true ability.
Even if your talent is not enough to attract the attention of the immortal master, you should at least have a red or orange reaction. He just wanted to understand all this, and he didn't want to become a gray disciple in a daze and be trampled on by others all his life.
He calmed down for a moment before slowly placing his hand on the gray stone. He had thought about it, no matter what color it was, as long as it was better than gray, then he would have confidence in his heart and would not lose hope for the future.
When your hand touches the stone, the stone is not cold, but has a slight warmth. The familiar warm current came from the stone again and flowed through all the meridians of his body. Control of his body was once again taken away, but at the same time, his facial features became extremely sharp. He saw the sleeping grass suddenly shaking the dewdrops on its leaves, the branches and leaves swaying, and the roots growing continuously. Mu Yu also noticed that the flower buds that were supposed to bloom tomorrow morning trembled at this moment and began to shake the petals, as if to echo Mu Yu, they began to open.
These feelings are not unfamiliar to Mu Yu. He has discovered before that he can control the growth rate of plants, but he has never dared to show it too obviously, because the Yumeng demons can also control trees, and he is afraid that others will notice. It's strange, so I don't dare to let the plant grow too obviously.
But at this moment, his body was no longer under his control, and the flowers and plants were moving with abandon under his influence. The branches and leaves kept popping up and began to grow out of season. Mu Yu couldn't stop all this.
A pleasant feeling spreads from the surrounding plants, and the seeds buried in the ground happily rise up again, drilling out of the soil at a growth rate visible to the naked eye, and feeling the clarity of this world. Mu Yu liked this feeling very much, as if the spring breeze was blowing, the earth was rejuvenating, everything became vibrant, and people's spirits could not help but be invigorated.
He felt that there were certain air currents flowing in the meridians of his body. These air currents were very strange. He had not found these air currents in his body before. After the warm current entered his body, the air currents came out of nowhere and spread all over the body. Jumping, full of vitality, and then being pulled by the gray stone, it rushed towards the gray stone endlessly, endlessly and endlessly.
After a while, the warmth of the gray stone gradually receded, and it seemed that it had completed its mission and returned to the embrace of the stone. The surrounding flowers and plants also stopped growing, and everything returned to calm. The breeze blew, and the grass and trees rustled and swayed, echoing the chirping of crickets.
The surroundings are already covered with vibrant flowers and plants, each flower and grass is already above the knees, and there is even the fragrance of flowers, rippling in the night wind, refreshing. A fresh feeling permeated the surroundings, and Mu Yu felt refreshed, as if he had been reborn.
"What color will it be?"
Mu Yu closed his eyes tightly, but he did not dare to open them all at once. He knew that the stone should show color at this moment. He had a hunch that this time it would definitely not be gray, so would it be red or yellow? Muyu felt a little nervous. He didn't even dare to imagine colors above yellow. He felt that it would be great if he had yellow.
He slowly opened his eyes, and the stone in front of him came into view, and then Mu Yu's eyes widened.