Immortal Renegade

Chapter 10 Getting Started
The red-faced old man frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "Elder Li, do we, the Hengyue faction, really want to be so lowly? To make an exception for the life and death of a mortal?"

Elder Li opened his eyes, his voice became colder, and said, "Elder Ma, the sect master said, I will take full responsibility for this matter. If it is not handled properly, this waste boy will commit suicide for the second time, and then his parents will publicize it. , said that our Hengyue faction forced his children to death, this embarrassing thing, isn't it degrading? You can be responsible? If you are responsible, I will not care about this matter."

The middle-aged man quickly smoothed things out and said, "Okay, let's not quarrel over this trivial matter, so let's take him as a registered disciple first, and after ten or eight years, if he fails to cultivate immortality, he will be sent back. There will be no trouble in the future, isn't it wonderful?"

The old man in Jinpao suddenly said, "What should we do if other children who have not been taken in follow suit?"

The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "It's easy to handle. After this incident, we have learned a lesson. In the future, all the children who fail the test will use the magic spell to guide them one by one, so that they don't commit suicide. No idea, no. As for this Wang Lin, since it's already been so troublesome, let's just accept it, anyway, a named disciple is irrelevant."

Except for Elder Li, the other two elders looked at the middle-aged man with meaningful eyes and stopped talking.

The middle-aged man smiled and said inwardly, "Wang Lin, Wang Lin, I will help everything I can, but I don't respect the piece of iron that your fourth uncle gave me. To be able to get such materials.”

The middle-aged man did not know that the piece of fine iron was bought by Uncle Wang Lin from a blacksmith by chance. He took it out with the attitude of giving it a try. As for the role of this baby, he did not know.

A piece of fine iron changed Wang Lin's fate. When the news reached him, Wang Lin couldn't believe that he was accepted as a named disciple for no reason.

Two days later, he sent his parents to the Hengyue faction. Seeing their excited expressions, Wang Lin was also quite happy, and secretly decided to cultivate immortals here in a down-to-earth manner.

However, this idea changed after his parents went down the mountain. Wang Lin was called to a house specially arranging the work of named disciples. He laughed and said, "You are the Wang Lin who became a named disciple by committing suicide?"

Wang Lin glanced at him and remained silent. The young man raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Boy, from tomorrow onwards, you will come to me to report every day as soon as the sun rises. Your job is to carry water. If you don’t have food to eat, if you don’t work for seven consecutive days, I will report to the elders and expel you from the Hengyue Sect. This is your clothes, remember, named disciples can only wear gray clothes, and they will only be distributed if they become real disciples. Clothes of other colors." After speaking, he impatiently put the suit and waist card aside, closed his eyes and paid no attention to the other party.

Wang Lin picked up his clothes and asked, "Where do I live?"

The young man didn't win his eyes, and said casually: "Go north, you will naturally see a row of flat houses, give your waist cards to the disciples there, and arrange a room for you."

Wang Lin remembered it in his heart, turned around and walked north. After he left, the young man opened his eyes and said contemptuously, "To join in by committing suicide, what a waste."

Walking in the Hengyue Sect, most of the disciples Wang Lin saw along the way were wearing gray clothes, all in a hurry, their faces were cold, and some were still holding work tools in their hands, and their expressions were a little tired.

After walking north for a long time, I finally saw a row of short houses. There are many more gray-clothed disciples here than elsewhere, but they still go their separate ways and rarely talk to each other.

After handing the waist card to the yellow-clothed disciple in charge of the place, the other party didn't say a word and pointed to a house impatiently.

Wang Lin was also accustomed to the indifferent expressions of everyone here. He walked to the house, pushed the door open, and took a look. The room was not big, with two wooden beds and a table.

He chose a wooden bed that didn't seem to be used, put his luggage away, and then lay on the bed with a lot of thoughts in his heart. Although the Hengyue Sect finally came in, it was not as good as he imagined to be able to practice immortality. The young man in yellow before meant that his job was to carry water.

Thinking of this, he sighed softly and touched the stone beads in his arms that were tied to his chest with a rope. This thing is a treasure he cares about very much. Wang Lin has read a lot and knows many allusions, including the innocence of ordinary people. Regarding the matter of sin, he secretly made up his mind not to let anyone know that he had this treasure.

It wasn't long, and night fell. A thin, gray-clothed boy with a tired expression pushed open the door and walked in. He was startled when he saw Wang Lin, and after taking a closer look, he ignored it and just lay down. In bed, passed out.

Wang Lin didn't care either. He knew that he would get up early tomorrow. He touched his stomach and took out some sweet potatoes from the package. These food were brought by his parents and were going to eat when he was looking for him on the road. After finding Wang Lin, he saw that he was taken in Hengyue sent him all the remaining sweet potatoes.

The sweet potato is very sweet. Wang Lin took a few bites. At this time, the young man lying on the opposite side moved, got up and stared at the sweet potato, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and said in a low voice, "Can you give me a piece?"

Wang Lin immediately took out a few pieces and threw them on the other side's bed, and said with a smile, "I have a lot here, you can eat more if you like."

The young man grabbed it immediately, devoured it into his stomach, then hurried to the table, poured a glass of water, drank it in one gulp, and sighed, "Fuck, I haven't eaten for two days, buddy, thank you. By the way, what's your name?"

When Wang Lin announced his name, the young man was stunned and lost his voice: "You are Wang Lin, the waste who entered the Hengyue faction by committing suicide..." Having said this, he realized Hao Ran and said with a low smile, "Brother. , My name is Zhang Hu, to tell you the truth, there are almost no people in the pie who don't know you, don't blame me for saying that just now, in fact, I admire you, and you can come in in this way."

Wang Lin smiled wryly, without defending, and handed over a few sweet potatoes.

Zhang Hu hurriedly took it and said embarrassedly after taking a few bites: "Wang Lin, you'd better keep some for yourself, you are new here, I don't know that the weasel in the chores office is full of bad water, you will find out when you work tomorrow. Damn, he simply doesn't treat us named disciples as human beings!"

(End of this chapter)