Today's first shift! There will be a noon shift.

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"Weasel?" Wang Lin was stunned, the first thing he thought of was the young man in yellow who laughed at him before, and felt that he was more in line with this title, but he didn't know if the other party was talking about him.

"Ah? You didn't see him? It's the man who is responsible for arranging the work of the registered disciple, he is also a registered disciple, but he has obtained the qualification to cultivate the immortal method, he is wearing a yellow coat, he is not a good person at first glance, like a wolf cub, we all call him that in private. Zhang Hu took a sip of water and explained through gritted teeth.

Wang Lin took a bite of sweet potatoes and said, "I know who you are talking about, I saw him today, and told me that from tomorrow onwards, I will carry ten jars of water every day, otherwise there will be no food to eat." ”

Zhang Hu was dumbfounded, stared at Wang Lin for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Dude, did you have a grudge against him before?"

Wang Lin shook his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Hu looked at Wang Lin with a pitiful gaze and asked, "Wang Lin, do you think that the big tank filled with water is as big as the one we use at home?"

Wang Lin had a bad premonition in his heart and nodded.

Zhang Hu smiled bitterly and said, "You must have offended the weasel, the big vat he said is about the same size as our house, a full ten jars of water...... Wang Lin, I don't want these sweet potatoes, you can keep them, I can eat a meal in four or five days. You are new here, several places in the mountains that produce wild fruits have been occupied by others, only the old people can pick a few, I better eat my wild fruits tomorrow. With that, he put the remaining pieces of sweet potatoes on the table, sighed, and lay back on the bed to sleep.

Wang Lin had a trace of evil fire in his heart, he gritted his teeth, thought of his parents' expectant eyes, forcibly suppressed the fire, and fell asleep on the bed with a stomach full of anger.

Before dawn on the second day, he got up from the bed, Zhang Hu was still snoring, Wang Lin changed into gray clothes, and hurriedly walked to the sundries, the moment he came here, the sun gradually appeared from the east, the young man in yellow pushed open the door, squinted at Wang Lin, and said in a strange tone: "It's still punctual, go in and get a bucket, go out along the east gate, there is a spring in the mountains, go there to fetch water." ”

After speaking, he ignored Wang Lin, sat cross-legged on the ground, and slowly exhaled at the sunrise, a faint trace of white gas emanated from his nose, rolling like two white dragons.

Wang Lin showed envy in his eyes, walked into the room and looked around, and finally saw the ten huge water tanks behind a door, and with a wry smile, he picked up two buckets and walked towards the east door.

After walking a long way, I came to the spring that the other party said, the scenery here is quite beautiful, and the sound of water is rattling, like the sound of nature.

Wang Lin had no time to look at this beautiful scenery, filled the bucket, and hurriedly picked it up and walked towards the mountain.

It wasn't until dusk that he filled the vat, and if it weren't for the sweet potatoes he had at noon, he wouldn't have had the strength to do the rest of the work. Despite this, his legs and arms are now sore, and the pain is unbearable when he exerts his strength.

He groaned a little, carried half a bucket of water to find a no-man's land, cautiously observed around to make sure that there was no one, he took out the stone beads from his arms, put them in the bucket and shook them, after a while he fished out the beads and put them away, took out the water in the bucket and drank it, and suddenly there was a trace of warmth in his stomach, and the soreness of the muscles in his body slowly dissipated.

Although the effect was not as good as dew, Wang Lin was extremely excited, he touched the position of the stone bead on his chest, and once again decided that he must not let people know that he had this treasure!

After drinking half a bucket of water, his muscles were no longer sore, his spirits were refreshed, and he immediately continued to carry water.

On this day, after filling a vat and a half, and drinking half a bucket of spring water soaked in mysterious beads, he returned to his lodgings with a tired expression for fear of suspicion.

After a while, Zhang Hu came back, his face was still overworked, the two talked a few words, Zhang Hu hesitated for a long time, begged for two sweet potatoes, and fell asleep on the bed after eating.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Lin had been in the Hengyue Sect for a month.

Wang Lin now knows that Zhang Hu's job is to chop wood, and he has to cut enough wood every day to eat, since he became a registered disciple of the Hengyue faction, he has been chopping wood, it has been three years, three years ago he often had three or four days to eat a meal, all by drinking water to fill his stomach, now he has shortened the time, two days to eat a meal.

According to him, a registered disciple has to do chores for ten years, so that he can't eat three meals a day, and only when he meets these two requirements at the same time can he be taught some basic immortal methods.

The inner disciples are different from them, they have their own masters, they don't have to do any chores, they have their own rooms, and their main job is to cultivate.

In addition, there is another kind of person, between the inner disciple and the registered disciple, that is, like Wang Hao, who becomes someone else's child, in fact, the so-called child, to put it bluntly, is a servant.

This kind of person doesn't need to do chores, and he can also cultivate some low-level immortal methods, they only need to complete the work assigned by the master, but this kind of person is often very average, and he will not have much success in his life, and he can only be a servant for a lifetime.

The so-called talent, Wang Lin also learned from Zhang Hu, to put it simply, talent is the spiritual root, and everyone has some in their body to a greater or lesser extent. However, the point is the quantity, the spiritual root is sufficient, if the same immortal method can be practiced in a year, then those who lack the spiritual root may need ten years, or even a hundred years.

Human life is limited, and those with mediocre qualifications often do not have much development in their lives, which is why the Immortal Cultivation Sect accepts disciples with the first spiritual root.

This month, Wang Lin had to drink a lot of spring water soaked in mysterious beads every day when carrying water, and his body became stronger and stronger, as if he had inexhaustible strength, from the first six days to pick up ten jars of water, to now it only takes three days to do it.

However, in order not to be suspected, he got up before the sun came out every day, and walked unhurriedly on the mountain path with a bucket of water, so that in the eyes of others, although he was surprised that he could complete the work in three days, most of them pushed this to his early morning and greed.