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Falling flowers and flowing water are gone in spring, where do you know in heaven and earth?

Looking back at the previous life, how many degrees of rain and snow?

A glass of cloudy wine, a head;

See the green shirt again, and then take the dusty road!

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The rise of the Lingtai Sword Sect has only been a few decades, and it has become one of the top ten sects in the world, and its development journey is legendary.

A mountain, a man.

The mountain is Lingtai Mountain, and the person is Zhao Lingtai.

People are famous because of the mountain, the mountain is prosperous because of the people, and now the people have broken through the sky, but the mountain peaks are still there, the disciples are full of disciples, and the reputation is not falling.

Not far from the foot of Lingtai Mountain, a small town is located here, the houses in the town are continuous, the streets are full of people, all kinds of shouting and shouting are endless, very prosperous.

This is Lingtai Town.

At noon, the sun was fierce, and there were many fewer pedestrians on the street, so they all hid in teahouses or wine shops, drinking tea and drinking, and talking.

No one noticed that at this time, a person came from a distance and walked into Lingtai Town.

He was empty-handed and had a dog with him!

He was just an ordinary young man, seventeen or eighteen years old, with a thin build, dressed in cheap burlap clothes, and without a long body. Fortunately, the face is quite delicate, and the eyes are bright and clear.

The young man seemed to have walked a long way, covered in dust, and when he arrived in the town, he looked at the food stalls on either side, licked his lips, but did not buy anything. It should be shy in the pocket, and endure hunger and thirst.

In Lingtai Town, in fact, there are many young people like this, they come from all over the world, most of them come from the name of Mulingtai, and they have dreams in their hearts, hoping that one day when they walk on the street, they will be favored by the masters of Lingtai, and they will be taken up the mountain to start cultivating.

It's just that dreams are dreams, reality is reality, and thousands of young people, in the end, most of them are disappointed and leave, return to their original places, and become ordinary people again.

Cultivating immortals, is it easy?

Now this young man who has come to the town, walking all the way, looking all the way, seeing the bustle of the town, seems to feel very fresh and curious.

It looks like a dirt bun who ran out of the middle of nowhere and has never seen the world. The dog followed him, bowing his head and ears, and said nothing.

"Hey, hello!"

"Hey, it's you who called, don't go!"

While the young man was walking, a fat man suddenly appeared next to him and grabbed him, looking very enthusiastic. In fact, this person is not very fat, his waist is slightly thicker than the water tank, and he still has two beards on his face, looking like a smooth businessman.

"What's the matter?"

The young man asked with a cheeky face.

The fat man grinned: "Young man, you are a foreigner." ”

The boy nodded and replied honestly, "Yes." ”

The fat man's smile was even brighter: "What are you doing here?"

"Go up the mountain to apprentice. ”

"Haha, you don't know this, the Lingtai Sword Sect is one of the top ten sects in the world, where will it accept people casually?"

The boy seemed to be in a hurry: "Then what should I do?"

The fat man's eyes rolled: "You are lucky today, I have a cousin who serves as the chief manager on Lingtai Mountain, knows many immortal masters, and can take people up the mountain." ”

The young man was overjoyed: "Then Uncle Lao introduced it." ”

The fat man's face was straight: "Young man, you are not sensible here, you have to be sincere when you entrust someone to do things......"

As he spoke, the thumb and forefinger of his right hand rubbed together and kept dangling in front of the boy.

The young man opened his eyes wide and said seriously: "I am very sincere, in order to come here, I have been driving for three days and three nights, and two pairs of shoes have been torn." ”

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the fat man became impatient: "The sincerity I said is money!"

The boy sighed: "I don't have any money. ”

The fat man looked up and down: "Is there anything valuable?"

The boy shook his head: "All over my body, the most valuable thing is this dog." ”

The fat man looked and saw that the dog was not yet an adult, and he did not know how long he had been hungry, and he was so thin that he could not even bark, and his fur was like a leprosy, piece by piece, and it was terrible to see.

Such a dog is too sick to be sold to people to cut meat, and they dare not eat it.

The fat man still didn't believe it, so he came directly to search for the young man's clothes, and he didn't even have a pocket, where was there a place to store things?

"I'm a poor boy again, wasting my grandfather's time. ”

The fat man spat and turned to leave.

The young man shouted at him: "Uncle, don't laugh at the poor young man, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi!"

The fat man turned around and retched: "I heard this sentence and vomited a few times......"

As he spoke, he took out a few copper coins from his arms and threw them over: "My grandfather will reward you with a few pennies, take it to buy steamed buns to eat, Hexi boy!"

The young man didn't dislike it, he reached out and caught it quickly, threw it lightly in his palm, and said with a smile: "Thank you, uncle." ”

The fat figure of the fat man had already entered a wine shop.

It's enough for three pennies, just enough to buy a big meat bun.

bought the buns, but the boy didn't eat them, but stuffed them into the leper dog next to him. The puppy bit it and swallowed it in three or two strokes, and seemed to enjoy it, shaking its fur and having energy.

The boy touched its head and continued on his way, and it was not long before he passed through the town and set out on a wide road.

This road leads straight to Lingtai Mountain, which is obviously repaired by the Sword Sect, and it is more than two zhang wide, and it is very smooth.

"I remember, there used to be only a sheep's intestine trail here......"

The boy muttered.

Looking up, I saw a lot of pedestrians on the road, some of them were going to Lingtai Mountain, and some were coming out of Lingtai Mountain.

The young man observed carefully, and deliberately listened to the conversation of the pedestrians, and soon learned one thing: it turned out that the Lingtai Sword Sect had recently recruited a large number of young people to go up the mountain to use as labor, or to carry water, or to cut down trees, or to transport soil, and it seemed that they were building a big project.

"Is this preparing for battle?"

After a little thought, the boy guessed a rough idea. Although there are many disciples in the Sword Sect, as cultivators, they mainly cultivate, and where they are willing to waste their time doing those heavy jobs, it is better to recruit people in the people, which is more appropriate.

"That's just right, I'm worried about missing the opportunity to get started, so it's better to go and become a laborer first, anyway, as long as you go up to the mountain, it's easy to do. ”

The boy thought and immediately took a big step and hurried to the road.

Lingtai Mountain Gate, in fact, like other sects, is divided into two parts: the inner gate and the outer gate, the inner gate is the core of the important place, there is a guardian formation to sit in the blessing, usually hidden in the misty clouds, waiting for idlers, etc., can not be seen at all, let alone entered. Only the members of the inner gate of the Sword Sect who hold the pass token can enter and exit, and as for the outer gate, it is much more open.

The door is divided into inside and outside, and so are the disciples, according to personal cultivation and potential, Zhou Guangheng and Li Wan belong to the inner disciples.

But these did not exist when Zhao Lingtai was in charge. At that time, he had more than 100 disciples in total, and three of them passed on the lineage, and that's it.

Obviously, the current hierarchy is all Zhao Lingtai's descendant disciples, that is, the things made up by the current head Lin Zhongliu.

Again, when the sect grows and grows, and the number of personnel increases dramatically, it is necessary to formulate perfect regulations to manage and restrain it.

There are no rules, there is no circle, there is nothing to criticize.

It's just that in Zhao Lingtai's view, the rules and regulations are all things that restrict people, and they are not comfortable.

What does it mean to cultivate immortals? Isn't it just to seek to be at ease?

Walk to the end of the road, the two big mountains in front of the arch stand up, the momentum is extraordinary, the foothills are lush with trees, the aura is swirling, and then look farther, a cloud is shrouded, do not know the true face.

Between the two mountains, a huge stone gatehouse was built, and a horizontal plaque was hung on the upper floor. White characters on a black background, two big characters of "Lingtai" in handwriting.

The strokes are flying, and they have their own charm!

Here, it is the outer gate of the Lingtai Sword Sect.

The young man stood still, exhaled lightly, looked at the plaque, and muttered, "I, Zhao Lingtai, are back again!"

No one noticed, and the dog beside him disappeared at some point, as if it had never existed.