Weasel?" Wang Lin was stunned. The first thing he thought of was the young man in yellow who laughed at him before, thinking that he was more in line with this name, but he didn't know whether the other party was talking about him or not.
"Ah? Didn't you see him? That is, the man who is responsible for arranging the work of the registered disciple. He is also a registered disciple, but he has obtained the qualification to practice immortal methods. Wearing yellow clothes, he is not a good person at first glance. Like a wolf cub, we call him in private. Zhang Hu took a sip of water and gritted his teeth and explained.
Wang Lin ate a mouthful of sweet potatoes and said, "I know who you are talking about. I saw him today and told me to pick up ten jars of water every day from tomorrow, otherwise there would be no food to eat."
Zhang Hu was stunned, stared at Wang Lin for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Brother, have you ever had 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 tank for water is as big as that used in our family?" With that, he also drew with his hand.
Wang Lin had a bad feeling in his heart and nodded.
Zhang Hu smiled bitterly and said, "You must have offended the weasel. The big jar he said is about the same size of our room, with ten jars of water... Wang Lin, I don't want these sweet potatoes. Keep them. I'll have a meal in four or five days. You are new here. Several wild fruit-producing places in the mountains have been occupied by others. Only the elderly can pick a few. I'd better eat my wild fruits tomorrow." After saying that, he put the remaining sweet potatoes on the table, sighed, and lay on the bed again.
There was a trace of evil fire in Wang Lin's heart. He gritted his teeth and thought of his parents' expectant eyes. He forcibly suppressed the anger and lay asleep in bed with a stomach.
Before dawn the next day, he got up from bed. Zhang Hu was still snoring. Wang Lin put on gray clothes and quickly walked to the debris. At the moment he came here, the sun gradually appeared from the east. The young man in yellow opened the door and looked at Wang Lin slantedly. He said strangely, "It's still punctuality. Go in and get the bucket and go out along the east gate. There is a spring in the mountain to pick up water there."
After saying that, he ignored Wang Lin and sat cross-legged on the ground and slowly confessed to the sunrise. A faint white air dispersed from his nose, rolling like two white dragons.
Wang Lin's eyes looked envious. He walked into the room and looked around. Finally, he saw the ten huge water tanks behind a door. With a wry smile, he picked up two buckets and walked to the east gate.
After walking a long way, I came to the eye of the spring that the other party said. The scenery here was quite beautiful, and the sound of water was noising, just like the sound of nature.
Wang Lin had no time to see the beautiful scenery. He filled the bucket and quickly picked it up and walked up the mountain.
It was not until dusk that he filled a tank. If he hadn't had sweet potatoes at noon, he wouldn't have had the strength to carry out the rest of the work. Despite this, his legs and arms are sore now, and the pain is unbearable with force.
He meditated a little and found an uninhabited place with half a bucket of water. After carefully observing around to make sure that there was no one, he took out the stone beads from his arms and put them in the bucket. After a while, he took out the beads and put them away. As soon as he drank the water in the bucket, a trace of warmness suddenly appeared in his stomach, and the soreness of the muscles of his whole body slowly dissipated.
Although the effect was not as good as dew, Wang Lin was extremely excited. He touched the position of stone beads on his chest and decided again that he would never let people know that he had this baby!
After drinking half a bucket of water, his muscles were no longer sore and refreshed, and he immediately continued to carry water.
On this day, after filling a tank and a half, and drinking half a bucket of spring soaked in mysterious beads, he pretended to be tired and returned to his house for fear of suspicion.
After a while, Zhang Hu came back, and his face was still exhausted. They talked for a few words. Zhang Hu hesitated for a long time and hesitated for two sweet potatoes. After eating, he fell on the bed and fell asleep.
Time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, Wang Lin had been in Hengyue for a month.
Wang Lin now knows that Zhang Hu's job is to chop wood. He has to cut enough wood every day to eat. Since he became a famous disciple of the Hengyue School, he has been cutting firewood. It has been three years. Three years ago, he often took three or four days to eat a meal, all by drinking water to fill his stomach. Now he has shortened his time and can have a meal in two days.
According to him, registered disciples have to do chores for ten years so that they can't get three meals a day. Only when these two requirements are met at the same time can they be taught some basic immortals.
Unlike them, the inner disciples have their own masters who do not have to do any chores. They have separate rooms. Their main job is to practice.
In addition, there is another kind of person, between inner disciples and registered disciples, that is, to become someone else's child like Wang Hao. In fact, the so-called boy is to put it bluntly a servant.
This kind of person does not need to do chores, and they can also practice some low-level immortals. They only need to complete the work assigned by their master, but this kind of people are often talented and will not have much talent in their lives, and can only be servants for a lifetime.
Wang Lin also learned about the so-called talent from Zhang Hu. In short, talent is the spiritual root, and everyone has more or less in their bodies. However, the point is that there are plenty of spiritual roots. If the same fairy method can be practiced in a year, it may take ten years or even a hundred years for those who lack spiritual roots.
People's lives are limited, and people with mediocre qualifications often do not have much progress in their lives, which is why the immortal cultivation school receives the first spiritual roots of disciples.
This month, when picking water every day, Wang Lin drank a lot of spring water soaked in mysterious beads. His body became stronger and stronger, as if he had endless strength. From the beginning, he picked up ten jars of water in six days to now it only took three days to do it.
However, in order not to be suspected, he got up every day before the sun came out and walked slowly on the mountain path with a bucket. In this way, in the eyes of others, although he was surprised that he could finish his work in three days, he mostly pushed this to get up early and greedy.
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