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The success of Wang Lu's performance made him the focus of everyone, and there was a lot of discussion for a while, and they couldn't agree on what to do, but without exception, they showed deep fear of him.
If Wang Lu's performance was placed in an ordinary place, most people would call him crazy, but at the foot of the fairy mountain in Lingxi Town, the hotel voucher was particularly subtle.
"You said, could it be that Wang Lu has something to do with Lingjian Mountain?"
This conjecture was recognized by some people, and it was quickly extended to infer jaw-dropping inferences such as Wang Lu is the illegitimate son of the elder of the Heavenly Sword Hall.
Behind the counter, the proprietress watched coldly, and after a long while, she smiled in a faint voice: "A bunch of idiots."
After a while, he said to himself again: "Just double the rent and forget it. I will be angry after seeing it..."
At this moment, there was a burst of shouting outside the inn.
"Master, Master!"
The lobby of Rujia Inn is not big, but there are at least dozens of young masters sitting in it. Everyone turned their heads and saw a handsome boy in his teens stumbling in along with the shouts.
Seeing the young man, everyone's eyes lit up.
It wasn't that the young man had such a shocking beauty, but the robe he was wearing was clearly the same style as Wang Lu's, but the texture was a little different, probably the status of a book boy.
Wang Lu himself looked a little tricky, but this book boy was much more tenderly dressed. Here's your chance to get to know this impressive competitor.
"This little brother..."
A well-informed servant coughed and attracted the attention of the book boy.
"Have you seen my young master? About my age..."
"Oh, little brother, why don't you come over and talk about it in detail, there are people coming and going here, and I don't know which one you are talking about."
The book boy froze for a moment, then nodded.
But obviously someone didn't want to give these ladies a chance to chat, so the proprietress knocked on the counter: "Is your young master's name Wang Lu? You've already gone upstairs, the third room from the left on the second floor, and remember not to make any noise here .”
The book boy was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly thanked the proprietress all the way, and then flew upstairs, his steps full of joy.
"Master, Master~! Here I come!"
The proprietress was furious, and she slapped the counter: "Don't you hear me!?"
Then everyone in the lobby saw a jar of Nurhong flying out from behind the counter and hitting the book boy down the stairs. The little book boy was so frightened that he almost lost his breath, he didn't dare to make any noise, and went upstairs in desperation.
However, the proprietress was obviously still angry, and she looked around the lobby, and quickly picked out the son of a certain country's grand master from the crowd.
"Yo, you, that's you, the one I kicked away before, you just ordered a pot of daughter red, right? Come and settle the bill, thank you for one thousand taels a pot."
Wen Bao was taken aback: "When did I order Nurhong!?"
"Just when I threw it out to hit people, why, do you want to order another pot?"
Seeing that the proprietress had already picked up a large wine jar that was more than two feet high with one hand, Wen Bao's face was horrified: "I'll tie it, I'll tie it right away!"
Putting away the ill-gotten gains, the proprietress didn't have any joy on her face, her eyes swept across the lobby again, and she sighed in a voice that could be heard by many people.
"A bunch of trash."
—
On the second floor, the bookboy excitedly pushed open the young master's door.
"Master, here I come!"
Wang Lu raised his head in surprise in front of the desk: "Hey, why are you here!? Go back!"
The book boy stood at the door wanting to cry without tears, looking pitifully at the young master in the room.
Wang Lu was also very helpless: "I remember I told you that none of you should come."
The book boy had a bitter face: "Master asked me to come, he said that it's not safe for you to come here alone to participate in some kind of Immortal Ascension Conference."
"It's safe to take you with you? Your surname is not Du... Sigh, my father has always been confused, and I told you not to be confused with him."
The book boy emphasized: "Master asked me to come."
Wang Lu sighed: "He asked you to come, you can break your own leg and ask for sick leave, why don't you come."
Bookboy: "I..."
"If you don't want to be so miserable, you can drink croton juice. Anyway..." Wang Lu said here, looking at the innocent look on the book boy's face, he shook his head recklessly, "Forget it, come in."
The book boy cheered, and ran into the house with big and small bags on his back.
Even though he is stupid, but after being with him for many years, he knew that the young master has always been hard-spoken and soft-hearted.
—
Contrary to the imagination of the rest of the adults, the book boy and the young master are not royal nobles, nor are they people in the fairy world.
They are just a pair of ordinary farmers from Wangjia Village in the northeast corner of Gou'er Mountain, Wuhou County, the host country of Daming Kingdom in Cangxi Prefecture.
The young master’s surname is Wang, and his name is Lu, the son of the richest man in Wang’s Village, Mr. Wang. Before he was nine years old, he had Wang Di Tui, a name full of rural and natural flavor. Later, scholars simplified “Land” to “Lu”, which gave him a bit of Yang Chun Bai Xue. the taste of.
The book boy is also surnamed Wang, the son of a merchant in the Wang family village, his parents died after a disaster, the kind master Wang took him home, and accompanied the young master Wang Lu as a school boy for seven years.
Seven years have passed, the young master in Shutong's eyes is always full of mysteries, always so incredible, it is incomprehensible. More than two years ago, the master invited a gentleman from the Hanzong Library in Fucheng, the host city, to guide the young master in his studies. It is said that the old scholar with a goatee has taught seven or eight Jinshi, and he is also a famous figure in the Ming Dynasty. Not long after he entered the village, he changed the name for the young master, but after only teaching the young master for two years, he felt that there really are people who are born to know in the world, and he has nothing to teach, and he dared not mislead his children, so he left.
When the old pedant was parting, he commented that the young master was the number one scholar, and it would be no problem to be in the imperial court in the future. On the one hand, Mr. Wang rejoiced that the only seedling of the Wang family had a bright future, and Guangzong Yaozu was just around the corner. While feeling sorry for that old pedant's salary advanced for ten years, he refused to refund the remaining eight years.
It's a pity that the sky doesn't follow people's wishes. Although the young master is a talented person, he has no interest in poetry and classics, and he has no intention of being an official. As soon as the old scholar left, he buried all the books in the yard, saying that he would do it for a few people. To provide energy for future generations after billions of years is even more ridiculous.
"Meat eaters are contemptuous and disdain conspiracy."
Well, the court of the Ming Dynasty didn't look down on him anymore, and when the master asked the young master what he wanted to do with doubts.
"Cultivation of Immortals."
Immortal cultivation! ? Master Wang was so shocked that he almost couldn't take care of himself.
Immortal Dao is so easy to cultivate! Immortals and mortals have different paths, this is an old saying that has been passed down since ancient times. It is not easy for ordinary people to spy on the mysteries of the immortal way! Just the introduction of qi into the body of the entry into the immortal way makes most people feel disappointed.
Only those who have the luck of heaven and earth and the blessings of immortal families have the qualifications to cultivate immortals. This qualification is called spiritual root.
There is no one in the Kyushu Continent who has a spiritual root, and it is rare to see it in the past hundred years. It is on the verge of extinction. It is rumored that only ten generations of merit can be exchanged for a low-grade spiritual root. Master Wang has accumulated virtues and done good deeds all his life. Now he is the richest man in Wangjia Village , but it is about seven or eight lifetimes away from the ethereal immortal qualifications.
But the son opened his mouth, what else can the father do besides push him to the immortal road with all his strength? Master Wang didn't think about tea and rice for a month, couldn't sleep at night, and lost a full ten catties, and finally let him find a way.
Everyone in the world knows that cultivating immortals is difficult, but fortunately there is no unparalleled path. It is said that there is a panacea in the world. After taking it, even ordinary people can gain a trace of immortality, that is, open the spiritual root. This elixir can be bought with silver money now, Wang Dafu, the second richest man in Wang Family Village, spent one hundred thousand snowflakes of silver one after another to send his son Wang Xiaohu to the Seven Star Gate to practice Taoism.
Mr. Wang was frugal all his life, he was reluctant to part with money, but he was even more reluctant to let his son down, so the money was spent like water, Baconling, Liuhe Dan, Qixing Tunafa... The old man put all the resources he could find in front of his son.
Who knows that Wang Lu is not rare at all.
"Father, you don't know how to cultivate immortals, these things are useless."
Master Wang blew his beard and stared: "How can it be useless after spending tens of thousands of taels?"
Wang Lu was silent for a while, and nodded emotionally, but the next day he sold the pile of goods to Wang Dafu and Wang Xiaohu, who were eager for immortals next door, at a 50% price increase.
In the next few months, Wang Lu never mentioned the matter of immortality again. The whole family thought that the matter had come to an end, and Wang Lu's heart for cultivation might have faded away. In the village, waves were once again set off.
"Father, I'm going to the Immortal Ascension Conference, lend me some money."
"What fresh food conference?"
"It's not fresh food, it's the spirit sword sect's recruiting conference."
"You want to cultivate immortality again!?"
"I never gave up!"
For his son's obsession, Master Wang's choice is to take a new concubine—no way, if the family business seems to be unable to count on Wang Lu, then he can only give birth to a new concubine.
Of course, for Wang Lu, Master Wang still gave full support. The little book boy hurried to Lingjian Mountain one day after Wang Lu. The big and small bags behind him were worth no less than two hundred thousand in silver. , is also a number that is enough to hurt the bones.
In order for Wang Lu to become a fairy smoothly, Mr. Wang risked all his money, and his love was so deep that the little book boy was both envious and moved.
—
In the room, Wang Lu looked suspiciously at the book boy's package: "What is this?"
The book boy chuckled, opened the package, and took out a porcelain vase as if asking for credit: "Look, young master, top-grade bacon spirit!"
Wang Lu jumped up against the table: "Damn, is that pile of junk again? Throw it out for me, it's annoying to watch!"
The book boy was shocked: "How can you throw it away! The master bought it at a high price! It is different from last time, it is top-grade, top-grade! Young master, you also know that ordinary people who want to cultivate immortals have to take Shengxian Powder, forty-five The Heavenly Empress warms up the spiritual roots, but if supplemented with Bacon Spirits, the process can be greatly shortened, and the quality of the spiritual roots is more stable. Now there is only one week before the Ascension to Immortals Conference, and only the top-grade Bacon Spirits can make it in time for you to have the spiritual roots, young master! Ah, by the way, here is also the complete copy of the Seven Star Tuna Method, which is from the Seven Star Gate…”
Wang Lu sighed: "That's enough, you don't have to take out those piles of Pheasant Qigong and Daliwan, you can take them away as you bring them."
The book boy was stunned for a long time, and once again weeping: "Master, since you want to cultivate immortality, why don't you take these pills? This is the only way for ordinary people to cultivate immortality..."
Wang Lu sighed: "Yes, why do you say that?"
The book boy tilted his head, blinked his eyes, and really wanted to say, "Master, it's time for you to take medicine?" But there was a difference between the master and the servant. After all, he didn't dare to say it. He just washed the bacon spirit with warm water, and the room was filled with the smell of medicine. The book boy praised: "As expected of top grade."
Then he continued to look at Wang Lu expectantly.
When I was in the village, the little book boy used this trick to tease the rhubarb in the neighbor's yard, and it was tried and tested, but he used bones at that time.
As a result, Wang Lu really spoke: "Wang Zhong..."
The book boy nodded quickly: "Speak, young master."
"There is indeed only one way for a mortal to cultivate immortality, but when did I say that I am a mortal?"
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