Wang Dashi couldn't help but admire the mushroom, and praised in his heart: "What a living immortal, it's really accurate, if there is really such a person to apply in front of the sect, the mushroom should be pleased!"

Seeing the two young men walking on the stone platform, the Xiuxian monk brightened his eyes, signaled the two to enter the local hall and wait, and said to the people under the steps: "If there is a talent from the sky, if there is a talent from the sky, the recruitment of disciples from the local sect has been completed, and I would like to express my regret to all the applicants who have worked hard!" coughed and said: "You listen well, you all listen well, Master Leng Mushroom has instructions, tonight, the weather is not good, there will be a heavy rain, where you come from, you will return to where you come, don't forget to hide from the rain when you return." With that, he smiled wryly, turned and returned to the courtyard.

Wang Dashi always felt uncomfortable looking at the face of the cultivator.

Daifuku Right and Daifuku Left withdrew the recruitment list and banners and returned to the courtyard.

did not get the appreciation of the mushroom, did not meet the requirements of the selection, and everyone dispersed with a sense of loss. Seeing this scene, Wang Dashi felt that it was not easy to learn art from a teacher, and he had the urge to retreat in the face of difficulties, but when he had this thought, he silently said to himself: "If you are not comfortable and encounter difficulties and hardships, you must persevere, it is God brewing...... If you can't get through this difficulty, what can you do to learn the craft!"

Wang Dashi stopped thinking about returning, and pondered: "After running for a hundred miles, I haven't even entered the gate of the local sect, isn't it a waste of hard work? I'll give it a try, there should always be some chance, if the mushroom doesn't accept me, I'll kneel down and beg him." If you stop here, if you don't give it a try, it will end the road of learning the arts!" Thinking about it, he mustered up his courage, raised his steps, and prepared to enter, but at this moment, the door of the local sect was blown shut by the wind.

At this time, Wang Dashi was the only one left outside the courtyard gate of the local faction, he looked anxious and tired, he knocked on the door with his fist, except for the echo of the knock, there was no movement, he was tired, he sat on the ground and gasped.

"It's so unfortunate, I was just about to go in but the wind blew the door shut, this is God can't help me!" Wang Dashi was frustrated and deflated, he felt that he should persevere, if he couldn't knock on the door today, he would come and knock on the door tomorrow. When he made up his mind to spend the night in front of the door, there was a roaring thunder in the sky, and then, the bright clear sky darkened, and the wind swept by, dragging the dark clouds to rush, and suddenly it rained heavily.

The lightning thundered, the rain was heavy, Wang Dashi was drenched all over, he couldn't stand it, so he hid under a stone protruding from the hillside wall.

Looking at the rain like pearl lines torn off, Wang Dashi was extremely pleased, he thought: "If it really rains heavily, the mushroom is really good!" He showed envy, and looked forward to joining the local school and learning from the mushroom.

After a while, the rain stopped, Wang Dashi was a little hungry, remembering the vanilla eggs sent by Wang Li in the bag, he touched it with his hand, this touch, he found a soft thing, dragged it out to see, only to find that it was a brand new robe.

The robe was made of blue and gray fabric, and the king must have no money, so he cut and sewed together the gray robe he often wore.

Wang Dashi's heart warmed for a while, and he put on a new robe, always feeling nondescript. Suddenly, I heard a "whoosh" sound, and the gravel and mud on the hillside were washed down by the stagnant water.

"It's really unlucky!" Wang Dashi scolded fiercely, looking at the dirty clothes, his heart was unlucky, and he shouldn't re-enter the local faction. However, he was reluctant, he vowed to break through, give it a try, if not, he suddenly returned to his hometown, causing cold eyes and asides...... When he was determined to enter the temple, suddenly, he found himself in a mess, and the crumbs were sticky all over his body, and he was spotted.

Wang Dashi smiled and muttered: "The nose is high, the ears are big, the eyes are big, the catkins petals are spotted, people from the West please stay, the yin and yang on both sides are big materials." "What the cultivators are reciting is actually the condition for accepting disciples. Wang Dashi looked at himself while reading, and then touched his nose, which is considered tall, and the earlobe is also very large, and the scar on his forehead is as big as an eye, isn't this three eyes? Isn't this exactly the condition for applying?

Thinking of this, Wang Dashi couldn't help but shudder: "This, this is exactly me! Could it be, is there anyone else?" Looking at the empty surroundings, he walked up the steps again.

At this moment, another wind blew by, and with a squeak, the door of the native sect was blown into a fist-sized gap.

"The wind is helping me!" Wang Dashi happily pushed open the door and sneaked into the courtyard of the local sect.

The local sect is very large, but the congregation is pitiful, and there are no servants or miscellaneous people. He entered the main hall, circled and turned, and finally saw the legendary mushroom.

This man named Leng Mushroom, with a bald head, a pair of sharp eagle eyes like a sword under his thick white eyebrows, a thin shaved face, and a crooked mouth, he is not a gentle person. She sat reclining on the Taishi's chair, carrying a quinoa cane on her lap, her eyes unblinking, and her mouth panting, as if she was thinking about something.

Wang Dashi had never seen such a strange person, calmed down his panicked heartbeat, and told the mushroom his intention, afraid that the mushroom would not be accepted, so he deliberately brought out Mr. Zhang, who was in the livestock business, so that the mushroom could accept him when he looked at Mr. Zhang's affection.

Leng Mushroom was still sitting on the Taishi's chair, snoring, and fell asleep with his eyes open.

Wang Dashi didn't know the bottom of his heart, and he was sweating profusely for a while, thinking: "Why don't you pay attention to the mushroom, is it something offended?" He raised his head slightly, glanced at the mushroom, coughed twice, and said the intention again.

Leng Mushroom's body moved, and he woke up from his dream: "Are you here to learn skills?" The voice was sharp and thin, and it was actually a woman's voice.

Wang Dashi always thought that Leng Mushroom was a gentleman, but he didn't hear what she said clearly, and he couldn't help but panic again: "Well, well, well......" just nodded.

"You're here to learn the arts?" asked Lenshmushroom again, weird and harsh.

Wang Dashi was so nervous that he was sweating profusely: "Ben, my name is Wang Dashi, I am 19 years old, I have not married a wife so far, and the nearby villagers say that I am a little stupid, but I think I am honest and honest." My family lives in Gu'anzhai Village, which is very large and has a lot of people in the village...... Village, the people of the village always laugh at me...... Said, say I'm a fool, a fool, a stunned......" He didn't hear Leng Mushroom's question clearly, thinking that he should ask some identity-related questions when they met for the first time, so he replied like this.