After relieving his mood, Wang Ze found a shady rock behind and buried the natives. For some reason, this native is very heavy, and if it weren't for his great strength, he might not be able to move.

Then, Wang Ze broke off a leafy branch and threw it down to the top of the cliff, covered Yuanzhen, and found a gentle place to walk down the gravel mountain.

After he descended the gravel mountain, he quietly returned to his residence in the mountain behind Mingguang Temple, and when he came back, he packed up some things, and then prepared to escape.

He now has a lot of strength, has the ability to live, and killed Yuanzhen, I don't know when he will be exposed, so he should flee as soon as possible, so as not to be caught off guard when things come to him.

He lived in a low room next to the vegetable field, and when he pushed the door in, it was very simple, with a wooden bed and a wooden table, and the kitchen was outside, in the open air.

Wang Ze directly pulled out an old piece of clothing from the end of the bed as a package, and then put in the few clothes that could still be worn, glanced at the table, the half-foot-high cyan seven-story small tower had followed him for more than a year, and also let it in, searched the room again, and put a ring knife standing at the foot of the bed into it.

The seven-story small tower and the ring knife are all picked up by Wang Ze from the ruins of the main hall, although the surface of the small tower is rusted, but the shape is clumsy, Wang Ze is used to it, and he is reluctant to throw it here. And the knife can be used for self-defense.

After taking a final look at the room, Wang Ze saw that there was still space in the package, so he put a set of pen, ink and paper on the table. These things don't have to be taken, they just don't take up space and don't weigh much.

Tie up the package, all his belongings are only this small lump, which is really miserable.

With all the belongings on his back, Wang Ze walked outside the house, and was about to sneak down the mountain, but he saw a person he didn't want to see.

The person who came was a great monk who looked like a butcher, and he was even more vicious than Yuanzhen. He is one of the monks of Mingguang Temple, named Yuanshan, and he is also a person who likes to bully Wang Ze.

Wang Ze didn't expect Yuan Shan to come so coincidentally, he didn't take a look outside the house first, and was hit by a square.

Yuan Shan saw Wang Ze going out with the package on his back, he was slightly stunned, and then pointed at Wang Ze and said, "This ...... You're tired of life and want to run away?"

Wang Ze had nothing to say, but he didn't feel very tricky, probably because of the confidence brought by the growth of strength.

Yuan good and evil words scolded: "You dare to escape, you are not small, the person in charge of the Buddha told you, you just accept your fate and die on the mountain,...... Or they could be killed in the middle. ”

Seeing that Wang Ze was just silent, he thought he was stunned, and scolded: "Damn little cub, I haven't seen you for a few days, where are you hiding? And Yuan Zhen, can you see him?" ”

Wang Ze had the courage and was not afraid at all, he quietly touched the handle of the knife with one hand, and said in his heart, dead bald, when you come up, the master will slash you with a knife.

Yuan Shan saw Wang Ze's posture, and immediately smiled disdainfully, "Dare to resist, the Buddha is interested today, and he will definitely press you into the vegetable field to eat mud again." ”

"Again", hearing this word, Wang Ze's eyes were bloodshot, and Yuanshan said it well, it was again...... It was the humiliation of his life, and it could not be resolved until Wonsun died.

Wang Ze only felt that all the humiliation had turned into anger, burning his chest hot, so he couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled out the ring knife and put it on his chest.

Just when the two were facing each other, they didn't know that there was a light that had wandered in the air many times, as if they were searching for something, and after finding nothing, they looked at the two people on the back mountain.

"Huh?" the figure in the light snapped, and then shot down.

A golden light suddenly fell from the sky, and then the golden light suddenly dispersed, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man in a gray shirt, who was immediately stunned by the two people facing each other.

"Immortals, immortals?" said Yuan Shan, taking a few steps back and exclaiming.

Wang Ze was also dumbfounded, and suddenly remembered the kind of people who flew to the sky and escaped and cut off mountains and intercepted streams as mentioned in the log of Mingguang Temple, could that really be true?

The middle-aged man did have the demeanor of an immortal, with a gray shirt fluttering, three long beards on his face, and spoke, "In this dilapidated temple, I didn't expect that there are people with good physique." ”

Yuanshan couldn't help but be overjoyed after hearing this, the immortals came, and praised himself for his good physique, this is the rhythm of collecting apprentices!

He then tore his shirt, covered up his rude chest hair, gave a clumsy salute, and said pretentiously: "The little monk is indeed a person in the temple. Immortal Chang Eye, the little monk is born with divine power and has a good physique, hehe...... Since he was favored by the immortal chief, he accepted the little monk. ”

"Get out!"

The middle-aged man spit out a word coldly, and then stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Ze, "Are you willing to cultivate the truth, come with me!"

In a hurry, Wang Ze's heart was full of panic and uncertainty, after all, he had never known that such a person existed, so he had no illusions. However, he understands that this is a crucial choice, a turning point in his life. Immortal elders are all high-ranking people, they won't beg him to cultivate, if the patience is exhausted, he will fly away, he doesn't have time to think too much, so he immediately nodded and said, "I do." ”

The middle-aged man was slightly satisfied when he saw Wang Ze's reaction. If Wang Ze hesitated to ask questions, although it was human nature, it would also make him feel impatient in his heart.

"It's not my ......," Wonshan muttered to himself in a somewhat dejected voice.

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Ze, "What else do you have to deal with in the world, there is not much time left for you." ”

Wang Ze raised his knife and rushed towards Yuanshan, "If you slash him, you'll be fine!"

......

A knife to turn over the goodness of the circle is also to cut off the connection with the world, since then he Wang Ze has entered a world that has never been touched, and his life has changed.

The middle-aged man didn't say much, and when Wang Ze was still panting, he waved his hand, and a golden light pulled Wang Ze to his side, and then wrapped it, and the two shot into the sky.

The initial feeling of discomfort made Wang Ze's face pale, but he couldn't hold back and didn't make a sound, and after feeling the steady flight, he opened his eyes and looked, and suddenly he was dizzy again, and he almost fell soft. After all, all of a sudden, he was in the air dozens of feet high, and there was just a thin layer of light under his feet, which any ordinary person would be afraid of.

After a long time, Wang Ze stabilized his mood and found that the speed of the flight was extremely fast, and he no longer knew where he had arrived.

I don't know how long it took and how far he flew, the middle-aged man suddenly spoke, "After arriving at the sect, start everything from scratch, whether you can achieve something depends on yourself." ”

Wang Ze was about to respond, but the light suddenly rushed downward, he almost shouted, and he couldn't say the words that came to his mouth. At this time, he looked out, and suddenly found that he had entered a group of mountains, which seemed to be several peaks guarding one another, and there were some buildings on them.

The middle-aged man's retreat landed on the mountain peak in the east, and after putting down Wang Ze, he dropped the sentence "Wait here", and then flew away again.

Wang Ze was at a loss, he thought that the middle-aged man would take him as a disciple.

Also, he didn't know what the middle-aged man's name was and what his position was in the sect.

Wang Ze began to look at the place he was, and his first feeling was that the air in his nose was exceptionally fresh, and there was an uplifting breath, and everything else was no different. The middle-aged man asked him to wait, what were you waiting for?

After a while, a figure appeared in Wang Ze's field of vision. The person who came was only a few years older than Wang Ze, still a young man, dressed in a cyan robe embroidered with green bamboo copywriting, with a smile between his eyebrows, not a solemn character.

When Wang Ze first arrived, he naturally went to the end, "Little brother Wang Ze, everything is ignorant and ignorant, and it's troublesome for my brother." ”

The young man waved his hand, "You don't have to be polite, my name is Zhang Lei, just call me Senior Brother Zhang." ”

Wang Ze shouted Senior Brother Zhang, and Zhang Lei continued: "It is common for the seniors of the sect to go out and meet qualified people to bring them back, but they will designate someone to be responsible, and it is the first case for you to directly throw it away." ”

Wang Ze was suddenly a little embarrassed, but Zhang Lei smiled, obviously not mocking, and asked, "Which senior brought you?"

Wang Ze shook his head, saying that he didn't know, and described the appearance of the middle-aged man, but Zhang Lei had no impression, shook his head and said: "I can't remember who it is, but no matter what, it's always right that you were brought by the seniors of the sect, and I will lead you to do the things that get started." The rules of the sect are to do miscellaneous work first when you get started,...... You didn't think of this, did you? I thought that when I entered the sect, I would send out the exercises, and then I would be able to fly. ”

Wang Ze said: "I didn't know that people who cultivated the truth existed, so I didn't have any conjectures, but there was nothing to do as a handyman." ”

Zhang Lei praised: "The mentality is good! There are not many miscellaneous servants in the sect, such as helping to plant spirit grass, dealing with demon beast materials, etc., but for those who are just getting started, they can only do the simplest coolies. ”

"Okay!" Wang Ze readily agreed, if he had increased his strength before, he would have been very embarrassed, but now, he was competent enough.

Zhang Lei said: "Doing miscellaneous labor is also polishing the body, during which you will be given an introduction to practicing qi, you can try to comprehend spiritual power and practice." And every three months, you can receive a dust washing pill to refine your body and increase your perception of spiritual power. For people with ordinary talents, if they eat seven or eight Dust Washing Pills, they will also be able to practice Qi one level. ”

"In the first layer of the Qi cultivation period, you can become an outer disciple of the sect, and in the future, if you are promoted to the seventh layer of Qi training, you will be an inner disciple. ”

While speaking, Zhang Lei took Wang Ze to a row of low houses and said, "Just find a house to live in, and usually follow the other miscellaneous disciples to do tasks together and study slowly." ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang. Wang Ze sincerely thanked him and sent Zhang Lei away. He was thrown down by the immortal chief, and when he met someone like Zhang Lei, it was good luck to explain to him patiently. His life experience has taught him that there are many people who are harsh and few people who are kind.

Wang Ze was about to find a vacant room to live in, but a person suddenly came out of a room, this person was also a teenager, wearing the strength of a worldly warrior, very capable, but when he saw Wang Ze, he stroked his palms and laughed, "Haha, a new unlucky guy! I just received the Dust Washing Pill this month, if you want it, you have to wait for two months in vain, haha!"

Wang Ze looked at this person jumping up and down a little stunned, and said in his heart, shouldn't he have been holding on the mountain for a long time and getting sick?

Wang Ze replied angrily: "Maybe I won't need two months to practice qi." ”

The young man suddenly said with disdain: "Dream on you! Young master, I am a young owner of a dart game, with amazing qualifications, and I have been here for a year. ”

Wang Ze also knows the difficulty of cultivation, Zhang Lei said that people with ordinary talents, only after taking seven or eight dust washing pills can they reach the first level of qi training, that is two years, two years to get started.

He didn't have anything to do with the young owner, and found the most remote house to live in. There is still a bed and a table in the room, but Wang Ze's mentality is completely different, this is his new life.

Unwrapping the package, the seven-story tower was placed on the table, the knife was still standing on the leg of the bed, the clothes were placed on the bed, and finally the pen, ink and paper were placed on the table.

Glancing at the pen and ink on the table, Wang Ze felt that he would not need them in the future, but he wanted to write something to witness the changes in his life.

So I put pen to paper,

Life is not the first meeting,

Wash away the lead and calmly,

Young people have Lingyunzhi,

Be a hero from the ground up.

Wang Ze had just thrown the pen into the waste basket on the side, and the window poked into a head, "Ah, where can you still write? What is this writing? You are a fart hero!"

Wang Ze grabbed the ink block and threw it over directly, "Get out, you're sick." ”

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