Immortal Renegade

Chapter 12 The Immortal Talisman
In the past month, almost all the named disciples had known Wang Lin, and when they saw him, they all showed a high-level expression and vicious sarcasm.

Wang Lin ignored this. He knew that these named disciples were all twisted and perverted. When he didn't come, these people were at the bottom of the sect. His status is undoubtedly lower than that of a registered disciple, so he has become a target that everyone can bully.

He sneered in his heart, knowing that this kind of thing is not something that can be solved by resistance. The strong people in the sect are respected. Those named disciples who entered the school earlier than him are very strong, and some even learned some simple immortal methods. If he resists, he must be the one who suffers.

However, Wang Lin is not that kind of soft persimmon. He kept all the sarcastic expressions in his heart, and waited for his strength to return one by one.

With this idea in mind, he is like a deaf and blind man. No matter what others say, he still goes his own way. Every day, in addition to fetching water, he secretly studies mysterious beads.

He tried various liquids to soak beads, spring water, dew, sweat, and even blood, and found that dew was the best among them.

However, dew is also distinguished. The dew that appears on the stone beads in the morning is the best, and the dew at night is the second. If the dew is collected from other objects to soak the beads, the effect is even worse.

And so on is spring water, the least effective is blood and sweat, almost no effect at all.

In order not to attract attention, he specially found a few wild gourds in the mountains, and after digging out all the seeds inside, he used them to hold different dew.

He didn't bring these gourds with him, but found a remote place and buried them deep in the ground at different locations. Except for taking them out every day, he never took them back to the sect.

What I carry with me is a gourd filled with spring water. When I'm tired, I drink a few sips and immediately feel refreshed.

In addition, Wang Lin also discovered a strange phenomenon, that is, whenever dew appears on the stone beads at night or in the early morning, the surface of the beads often seems to be water droplets, but in actual collection, more than half of the dew is inexplicable. If it disappears, less than a tenth of it will remain at most.

Regarding this strange phenomenon, Wang Lin can only summarize that the dew was absorbed by the beads. Although this explanation is a bit absurd, apart from this, Wang Lin really can't think of any other answer.

That evening, Wang Lin filled up the remaining three tanks of water and said to the young man in yellow who was meditating and cultivating, "Senior Brother Liu, I want to go home, I won't be here tomorrow."

The young man surnamed Liu rolled his eyes, glanced at Wang Lin, and said "um" in his nose.

Wang Lin didn't care either. He learned from Zhang Hu that named disciples can have three opportunities to go home to visit relatives every year, and they can apply to an elder named Sun at any time, and ask for immortals who can come and go freely and show the martial arts. symbol.

Wang Lin remembered that his father's birthday was approaching, and he had to go back if he said anything, so after leaving the chores office, he walked to the elder who was in charge of naming disciples.

The Hengyue faction is divided into five subordinates, one main and six courtyards.Most of the inner disciples and elders live in the main courtyard. They usually carry water. He also watched from a distance, full of envy in his heart. After coming here this time, he looked carefully and stood outside the main courtyard and said loudly. : "Wang Lin, a named disciple, asks to see Elder Sun."

A young man dressed in white walked out of the main courtyard, glanced at Wang Lin, and said with a proud expression, "You are Wang Lin?"

Seeing the other party wearing white clothes, Wang Lin nodded his head.

He now knew that all the disciples of the Hengyue Sect were divided into clothing colors according to their grades.The named disciples are divided into gray clothes and yellow clothes, among which the yellow clothes represent the qualifications for cultivating immortal methods.The inner disciples were divided into four categories according to their strengths, from high to low, purple, black, white, and red.

The young man in white twitched his lips, glanced coldly at Wang Lin, turned and walked into the courtyard. Wang Lin was expressionless and paced to keep up.

Walking in the main courtyard, after a short time, he was taken to a garden planted with flowers and plants, and the young man in white said lazily, "Uncle Sun, a named disciple is coming to you."

After he finished speaking, he casually stood aside.

An old voice came from the garden: "You go down, the named disciples come in."

The young man in white chuckled and resigned.

Wang Lin was very nervous. He pushed open the gate of the garden, and as soon as he walked in, a strong aroma of medicine rushed to his face. Wang Lin was startled and looked back at the gate. There was no smell of medicine outside.

"Why are you staying there, and you haven't given your name?" The voice showed dissatisfaction and came from the room in the corner of the garden.

Wang Lin hurriedly said respectfully: "Disciple Wang Lin, see Elder Sun, my father's birthday tomorrow, the disciple wants to go home."

"Your name is Wang Lin? So it's you, hum, people who cultivate immortals pay attention to cutting off the mortal world. You are so concerned about the world, and you don't want to step into the fairy door in your life!" The old voice reprimanded.

Wang Lin frowned and couldn't help but say, "This disciple has not learned any immortal arts, how can he be considered a cultivator?"

The other party was silent for a while, and after a long time he said impatiently: "The deadline is three days, go and return quickly. This is a Thousand Mile Talisman that can be used twice. Sticking to your leg can greatly increase your speed." The strange yellow paper floated out from the room window and landed gently at Wang Lin's feet.

Wang Lin picked up the treasure and put it in his arms. He knew from Zhang Hu that all the named disciples who went out to visit relatives would receive such a fairy talisman. The purpose of the Hengyue Sect was very simple. Fairy magic, attracting more children to take the entry test.

This fairy talisman is actually very low-quality, to put it bluntly. The only advantage is that it is easy to use. You only need to stick it on your leg and you can use it.Increases speed for mortals.

However, there are also a lot of inner disciples who are keen to accumulate. It is said that they can use it to exchange for some things at external trade fairs. These named disciples are even more like a treasure, and some are even more reluctant to use it, under the guise of visiting relatives. accumulated a lot.

After walking out of the main courtyard, Wang Lin pondered a little, walked to his residence, packed his luggage in the room, said goodbye to Zhang Hu, and then he went down the mountain.

At this time, the sky was bright and starry. Wang Lin planned to leave tomorrow, but he was not allowed to use the speed of the immortal talisman. He was afraid of delaying his father's birthday, so he prepared to travel overnight.

Not long after Wang Lin left, the elder in the main courtyard surnamed Sun pushed open the door, and was about to collect some herbs. Suddenly, his expression froze and he stared at the location near the garden door, where the several blue-lined grasses planted there had all withered.

(End of this chapter)