"Weasel?" Wang Lin was startled. The first thing he thought of was the young man in yellow clothes who laughed at him before. He felt that he was more suitable for this title, but he didn't know if the other party was talking about him.
"Ah? Didn't you see him? It's the man responsible for arranging the work of the named disciple. He is also a named disciple, but he has already obtained the qualifications to practice immortal law. Wearing yellow clothes, he is not a good person at first sight. Like a wolf cub, we all call him that privately." Zhang Hu drank his mouth and gritted his teeth and explained.
Wang Lin took a bite of the sweet potato and said, "I know who you are talking about. I saw him today, and I told me to pick up ten jars of water every day from tomorrow, otherwise there will be no food to eat."
Zhang Hu was stunned, staring at Wang Lin for a long time, and then suddenly asked: "Dude, did you have enemies with him before?"
Wang Lin shook his head and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhang Hu glanced at Wang Lin with a pitiful look, and asked, "Wang Lin, do you think the big water tank is just as big as ours at home?" He said, he still used his hands. Gestured.
A bad feeling arose in Wang Lin's heart and nodded.
Zhang Hu smiled bitterly and said: "You must have offended the weasel. The big tank he said is about the same size as our house. A full ten cylinders of water... Wang Lin, I don't want these sweet potatoes. Keep them. It would be nice to have a meal in four or five days. You are a newcomer. Several places in the mountains that produce wild fruits 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 gaze, forcibly suppressing the fire, suffocated his stomach and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Before dawn the next day, he got up from the bed. Zhang Hu was still snoring. Wang Lin changed into gray clothes and hurriedly walked to the sundries. When he arrived here, the sun gradually appeared from the east, and the young man in yellow clothes Pushing open the door, looking at Wang Lin slantingly, Yin and Yang said, "It's still punctual, go in and get a bucket, go out along the east gate, there is a spring in the mountains, go there to fetch water."
After finishing speaking, he ignored Wang Lin, sitting on the ground cross-legged, and slowly exhaling in front of the sunrise, a faint white air emanating from his nose, rolling like two white dragons.
With a look of envy, Wang Lin 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 said. The scenery here is quite beautiful, and the sound of water is rustling, like the sound of nature.
Wang Lin didn't have time to look at the beautiful scenery, filled the bucket, and hurriedly picked it up and walked up the mountain.
It wasn't until dusk that he filled a 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. Nevertheless, his legs and arms are now sore, and the pain is unbearable when he exerts force.
He groaned a little, holding a half bucket of water and found an uninhabited land. After carefully observing the surroundings and confirming that there was no one, he took out the stone beads from his arms and shook them in the bucket for a while. He took out the beads and put them away, and drank the water in the bucket. A warm feeling suddenly appeared in his stomach, and the soreness of the muscles all over his body slowly dissipated.
Although the effect was not as good as dew, Wang Lin was extremely excited. He touched the position of the stone bead on his chest, and again decided that he must not let people know that he has this baby!
After drunk half the bucket of water, his muscles no longer sore, and he was refreshed, so he immediately continued to carry water.
On this day, he filled a jar and a half, and drank a half bucket of spring water soaked with mysterious beads. For fear of others' suspicion, he returned to his residence with a tired look.
After a while, Zhang Hu came back, still with the overworked expression on his face. The two talked a few words, Zhang Hu hesitated for a long time, hesitating and begging for two sweet potatoes, and fell on the bed after eating. Sleeping.
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, Wang Lin had been in the Hengyue faction for a month.
Wang Lin now knows that Zhang Hu’s job is to chop wood. He has to chop enough wood for food every day. Since he became a registered disciple of the Hengyue School, he has been cutting wood for three years. Three years ago, he It takes only three or four days to eat a meal, and he relies on drinking water to fill his stomach. Now he has shortened the time and can eat a meal in two days.
According to him, the registered disciples have to do chores for ten years, and they can't save three meals a day. Only when these two requirements are met at the same time can they be taught some basic fairy methods.
The inner disciples are different from them. They have their own masters and don't need to do any chores. They have separate rooms for each person. Their main job is cultivation.
In addition, there is another kind of person, between the inner disciple and the named disciple, that is, like Wang Hao, who becomes someone else's boy. In fact, the so-called boy is simply a servant.
This kind of people do not need to do chores, and they can also practice some low-level immortal methods. They only need to complete the work assigned by the master. However, this kind of people are usually very talented and will not have much prospects in their lives. Can be a servant for a lifetime.
Wang Lin also learned about the so-called talent from Zhang Hu. Simply put, talent is the spiritual root, and everyone has more or less in their body. However, the key point is quantity. The spiritual roots are sufficient. If the same immortal technique can be practiced in one year, it may take ten or even a hundred years for those who lack spiritual roots.
Human lives are limited, and those with mediocre aptitudes often do not have much development throughout their lives. This is why the cultivator of immortality pays more attention to the spiritual roots of its disciples.
This month, Wang Lin had to drink a lot of spring water soaked with mysterious beads every day when he was carrying water. His body became stronger and stronger. It takes three days to do it.
However, in order not to be suspected, he wakes up before the sun comes out every day, and walks the mountain path with a bucket unhurriedly. In this way, in the eyes of others, he can complete it in three days even though he is surprised. Work, but most of them pushed him to get up and down in the dark.