Deng Yulang's words were solemn, but because of this, it directly aroused Su Moyu's curiosity, after all, in the countless stories he had seen in the past, which sect's taboos didn't all end up becoming opportunities for the protagonists?

Therefore, the great valley must be visited in the future...... And that Spirit Sword Stream, just listening to the name is not bad.

He didn't know what he thought of Deng Yulang, but a conversation just now touched his heart, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Those things are too far away from us, if you want to live in the Xuanjian Sect, you must remember our identity, we are miscellaneous servants, and we are just miscellaneous servants, and we are different from those proud sons of heaven in the sect." ”

When Su Moyu heard this, he felt a little uncomfortable, and it took a long time before he cautiously asked, "Brother Deng, haven't we been promoted to sect disciples by exception?"

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

Su Moyu exclaimed, "How come?"

Deng Yulang stopped, looked back at him and said with a mocking look: "Boy, how life has its own destiny, some people are gifted, and they are born as pearls in their palms." And people like you and me are destined to just roll in the mud. ”

Su Moyu shook his head again and again and said: "No, I have heard a sentence: my life is up to me, not ...... heaven."

Deng Yulang frowned and said coldly: "That's just the self-deception of the weak, how many people in the world shout this sentence, it sounds beautiful, but which one is not crushed into powder by fate in the end?" Now the old handymen in the miscellaneous service hall, who did not go to Tianjian Mountain with the dream of becoming an immortal when they were young, but when they stepped into the mountain gate, they were told that the meridians were lacking, and they were destined to not practice, even if they did not accept it, they were willing to do miscellaneous labor on the mountain, but more than ten years and decades have passed, and the miscellaneous labor is still just a miscellaneous labor, and they can't see the bright future at all, but at this time they want to go back, but they find that they have stayed on the mountain for a long time, and they have forgotten how to go down the mountain, until they die in the mountains and forests......"

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

Su Moyu inevitably felt a sadness in his heart, and sighed secretly: "It turns out that they are all poor people. ”

But suddenly remembered Deng Yulang's words, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Deng, you said that someone checked your meridians when you went up the mountain?"

Deng Yulang also noticed his gaffe just now, and said with a straight face: "Yes, haven't you been checked?"

Su Moyu shook his head again and again and said, "No, I was taken directly to the Miscellaneous Service Hall when I arrived at the mountain gate, and I have never been checked for meridians!"

Deng Yulang hesitated for a moment, and suddenly reached out and said, "You give me your hand." ”

Su Moyu handed his hand over as he said, and when he saw Deng Yulang raise his two fingers and lightly touch his veins, Su Moyu felt a hot pain all over his body.

Then, Deng Yulang withdrew his hand, suddenly looked up and laughed: "Boy, I really never expected it." ”

Su Moyu asked expectantly, "What's wrong?"

Deng Yulang's hand gestured a few times in the air, and then said: "Your meridians are as slender as silk, and there are many defects, it can be said that even in the Miscellaneous Service Hall, your talent is the worst!"

Although Su Moyu knew from the memory of the Creation God that this body might be weaker, he still had a trace of fantasy in his heart, thinking that after all, it was a gift from the Creation God, even if it was weak...... It shouldn't be that weak, right?

But listening to Deng Yulang's words, Su Moyu knew that the reality slapped him sharply, and he was a little confused.

"I thought it was invincible...... Why did it turn into waste firewood?" Su Moyu muttered to himself.

"What?" Deng Yulang frowned.

"No, it's okay!" Su Moyu waved his hand again and again, and then looked at Deng Yulang's fingertips with some surprise, thinking about the pain he felt just now and asked, "Could it be that Brother Deng knows how to practice?"

Deng Yulang nodded and said, "A little bit of it." ”

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

Deng Yulang's face was slightly gloomy, he turned around and continued to walk up the stone steps, and said as he walked: "There is a saying that cultivation has opened the door to the three mountains, which is the first three realms of refining the body, washing the marrow and spiritual void, after passing these three mountains, it is the vast world of cultivation, if you are still in these three mountains, even if you can use some vitality, you can only be regarded as mortals." I entered the Spiritual Void Realm thirty years ago, but I haven't made a single step forward in the thirty years since, because my talent is controlled, and my upper limit is in the Spiritual Void. ”

In the past few days since Su Moyu came to this world, it was the first time he had heard about the cultivation realm, and he forgot about his feelings happily for a while, and followed closely behind Deng Yulang and asked, "Brother Deng, what is the cultivation of the body?"

Deng Yulang said lightly: "Refining the body is to temper the body, train the physical body strong enough, and the degree to which the vitality is cleansed. ”

Su Moyu secretly wrote it down, and then asked, "Then what is called washing the marrow?"

Deng Yulang snorted: "Washing the marrow is to wash the essence and cut the marrow, inducing the vitality of heaven and earth to cleanse the meridians and remove the chowder. ”

Su Moyu asked again, "Then what is Lingxu?"

Deng Yulang sneered: "What's the use of asking? With your slender silky meridians, don't even think about touching the threshold of washing the marrow in this life, even if you know the spiritual void?"

Su Moyu was unwilling, and when he wanted to ask a few more questions, he was interrupted by Deng Yulang waving his hand, and saw him pointing to the magnificent ancient palaces in front of the two of them with his hand: "This is the East Courtyard, where you work." ”

"Work ......" sounds like a good word, but in Su Moyu's ears, he feels extremely tired, because his job is to dig out dung.

"I just learned that immortals can poop too. Su Moyu arched his nose and pouted.

Deng Yulang slapped him on the back, almost knocking him out.

"If you don't want to live, just say it, if this word reaches the ears of others, you can't die if you want to die!" After Deng Yulang finished speaking, Su Moyu, who was grinning with painful teeth, entered the east courtyard through an inconspicuous back corner door.

"There are three halls in the east courtyard, the lecture hall, the Dharma Instrument Hall and the Dan Hall, among which the lecture hall will have disciples of all streams gather every three days to listen to the teacher's preaching, and the most people are naturally the largest thatched houses, so you must clean up diligently, otherwise you will make the immortal masters unhappy, and no one will be able to protect you. ”

Su Moyu nodded his head again and again beside him, and then followed Deng Yulang's gaze and looked forward, and saw a large and a small row of thatched houses in the corner, so he asked, "Brother Deng, which of these two is the thatched house?"

Deng Yulang frowned and glanced at him and said, "Both are both, the larger one is the men's thatched house, and the smaller one is the women's thatched house." ”

Su Moyu's mouth was open, and it took a long time for him to squeak and whimper: "It's difficult...... Don't...... The women's thatched house is also in my charge?"

Deng Yulang said coldly: "Otherwise, who else?"

Su Moyu felt that his scalp was a little numb, and it took a long time to calm down, look at the two thatched houses of different sizes and ask, "Why are the two thatched houses not the same size?"

Deng Yulang said: "Because the immortal masters of the Xuanjian Sect are also more men and fewer women, it is said that the ratio is eighteen to one. Don't look at the small female thatched house, but the status of every female fairy master is high, and you must be careful when you meet you in the future, otherwise you won't know how to die. ”

Su Moyu nodded again and again, and finally understood why De'an Dequan would be that face that day, and emotional women were so scarce on the fairy mountain!