Super Upstart System

Deng Yulang's words are solemn, but just because of this, it directly aroused Su Moyu's curiosity. After all, in countless stories seen in the past, which sect's taboo finally became an opportunity for the protagonists? Since they can, why can't they?

Therefore, the Great Valley must be visited in the future... And the spirit sword stream. It's not bad just to listen to the name.

Deng Yulang didn't know what he thought, but a conversation just now touched his mind. After a moment of silence, he said, "those things are too far away from us. If you want to live in xuanjian sect, you must remember our identity. We are factotum, and we are just factotum. We are different from the proud sons of heaven in the sect."

After hearing this, Su Moyu felt a little uncomfortable. After a long time, he carefully asked, "brother Deng, haven't we been promoted to sect disciples?"

Deng Yulang shook his head slightly and said, "No."

Su Moyu said in surprise, "how could it?"

Deng Yulang stopped and looked back at him with a slight mockery and said, "boy, life has its own destiny. Some people are gifted and hold them as the apple of their eyes when they are born. People like you and me are doomed to just roll in the mud."

Su Moyu shook his head and said, "no, I've heard a saying: my life is up to me, not heaven..."

Deng Yulang frowned and said coldly: "It's just the self deception of the weak. How many people in the world shouted this sentence and heard it beautifully, but which one was not crushed into powder by fate in the end? Now, the old factotresses in the factotum hall went to Tianjian mountain with the dream of becoming an immortal when they were young, but they were told that there was a lack of meridians when they stepped into the mountain gate and were destined to be unable to practice. Even if they refused, they were willing to do miscellaneous work on the mountain Service, but more than ten years and decades have passed, and the worker is still just a worker. He can't see the bright future at all. But at this time, he wants to go back, but he finds that he has stayed in the mountain for a long time and has forgotten how to get down the mountain until he dies of old age... "

At the end, Deng Yulang's tone gradually became low, and the whole mood also fell down.

Su Moyu's heart inevitably gave birth to a sense of sadness and sighed: "it's all poor people."

But suddenly he remembered what Deng Yulang had just said and asked, "brother Deng, did you say someone checked your meridians when you went up the mountain?"

Deng Yulang also noticed his gaffe just now, and said, "yes, haven't you been checked?"

Su Moyu shook his head repeatedly and said, "no, I was directly taken to the factotum hall when I got to the mountain gate. I've never been checked for meridians!"

Deng Yulang hesitated for a moment and suddenly leaned out his hand and said, "give me your hand."

Su Moyu handed over his hand according to the words and saw Deng Yulang with two fingers out of his pulse door. Su Moyu felt a hot pain all over.

Then Deng Yulang stopped, suddenly looked up and laughed, "boy, I really didn't expect."

Su Moyu asked expectantly, "what's the matter?"

Deng Yulang's hand gestured several times in the air, and then said, "your meridians are as thin as silk, and there are many deformities. It can be said that even in the factotum hall, your talent is the worst!"

Although Su Moyu knew from the memory of the creator that this body might be weaker, he still had a little fantasy in his heart. After all, it was a gift from the creator. Even if it was weak... It should not be much weaker?

But after listening to Deng Yulang's words, Su Moyu realized that reality slapped himself and beat him a little confused.

"I thought it was invincible... How did it become waste wood?" Su Moyu muttered to himself.

"What?" Deng Yulang frowned.

"No, it's all right!" Su Moyu waved his hand again and again, then looked at Deng Yulang's fingertips in surprise, thought about his pain and asked, "does brother Deng know how to practice?"

Deng Yulang nodded and said, "a little."

"Then why didn't you become a disciple of the sect?" Su Moyu began to wonder.

Deng Yulang's face was slightly heavy. He turned and continued to walk up the stone steps. As he walked, he said: "There are three mountains to open the door to practice, which are the first three realms of body forging, marrow washing and spiritual emptiness. After passing these three mountains, there is a vast world of practice. If I still live in these three mountains, even if I can use some vitality, I can only be regarded as a mortal. I entered the spiritual emptiness thirty years ago, but I haven't made a step forward in the next thirty years, because I'm made by talent The upper limit of is spiritual emptiness. "

Su Moyu came to this world these days. It was the first time he heard about the realm of cultivation. For a moment, he forgot his feelings happily, followed closely behind Deng Yulang and asked, "brother Deng, what is calcination?"

Deng Yulang said faintly: "forging the body is to temper the body and practice the body strong enough to bear the vitality and wash the marrow."

Su Moyu wrote it down and asked, "what's pulp washing?"

Deng Yulang hummed, "washing marrow is washing essence and cutting marrow, attracting the vitality of heaven and earth, cleaning meridians and removing hodgepodge."

Su Moyu asked again, "what is spiritual emptiness?"

Deng Yulang sneered and said, "what's the use of asking? With your slender meridians, you don't want to touch the threshold of washing marrow in your life. Even if you know lingxu, what will happen?"

Su Moyu was unwilling. When he wanted to ask more questions, he was interrupted by Deng Yulang. He pointed to the magnificent ancient and simple temples in front of them and said, "this is the east courtyard, where you work."

"Work..." it sounds like a good word. It's very greasy in Su Moyu's ear, because his job is to take out dung.

"I just know that the immortal can also shit." Su Moyu arched his nose and said.

Deng Yulang slapped him on the back and almost blew him out.

"If you don't want to live, just say it. If you spread it to others, you won't die easily!" Deng Yulang said, pulling Su Moyu, who was painful and grinning, into the east courtyard from a humble back corner door.

"There are three halls in the east courtyard, the lecture hall, the magic instrument hall and the Dan Hall. In the lecture hall, disciples of all streams will gather every three days to listen to the teacher's sermon. There are the most people and the largest natural thatched cottage. Therefore, you must clean up frequently, otherwise you will annoy the immortal masters and no one can protect you."

Su Moyu nodded and said yes, and then looked forward with Deng Yulang's eyes. There were two rows of huts in the corner. He asked, "brother Deng, which of these two is the hut?"

Deng Yulang frowned at him and said, "both of them. The larger one is a male thatched cottage and the smaller one is a female thatched cottage."

The boss of Su Moyu's mouth opened for a long time and said, "it's difficult... Is it... I'm in charge of the female thatched cottage?"

Deng Yulang said coldly, "who else will it belong to?"

Su Moyu felt that his scalp was numb. He calmed down for a long time, looked at two thatched houses of different sizes and asked, "Why are the two thatched houses not the same size?"

Deng Yulang said, "because the immortal masters of xuanjianzong are also more men than women. It is said that the proportion is 18 to one. Although the female thatched cottage is small, each female immortal master has a high position. You should be careful when you meet you in the future, otherwise you don't know how to die."

Su Moyu nodded again and again. At this moment, he finally understood why the de'ande plenary session that day was that face, and emotional women were so scarce in Xianshan!