A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 14: People at night

Gray, still grey?

Kiba seems to be poured from head to toe by a bucket of water, and his whole body is cold and grey? How can this be!

He couldn't believe his eyes. He always thought that his talent must be more than just gray, but at least red. After all, there is something endless in his body rushing towards the stone, the feeling is so obvious, why Maybe it's just gray?

But the stone hasn’t changed for a long time. Even if Kiba wants to stare through it, it’s useless. The stone is still gray and looks very ordinary, flashing a halo in the moonlight, like laughing at Kiba’s ignorance. I was reconciled to being hit again.

Sure enough, his talent is still not good?

Kiha put down his hand, walked up to the steps with a little frustration, and sat down with his back to the stone. He buried his head in his arms, he didn't cry, he just felt bad. The village chief’s simple voice and ardent gaze echoed in his mind. He remembered the aggressive appearance of the genius Xiaohu held by the stars during the day in front of everyone. He thought of the importance of the talent in the cultivation world and of being treated as a servant. He was very unwilling to call for a deacon for a lifetime.

Why is it gray? Is he really not suitable for cultivating immortals?

Mu Yu sighed. At first, he didn't like to cultivate immortals. If the village chief hadn't been too eager to make him a celestial being respected by thousands of people, he would not come to the school. Only after he came, the village chief was laughed at by people in other villages, and he was made things difficult by Xiaohu. He suddenly became unconvinced. Why can others but not himself?

If he were to return to the village now, I'm afraid everyone would give him some pointers? When the villagers learned that they were going to be immortals, they came to bid farewell so enthusiastically and went back like this. Wouldn't they become a laughing stock?

He finally understood why the gray disciple of the college chose to stay. He came to the college happily and was about to become a fairy in the hope of his family, but he was told that he could only be a gray disciple or go home directly. How would they choose? Are you being ridiculed by the villagers when you go home? They chose to stay. At this moment, Kiba's mood was as depressed as those who were not selected.

"Why let a stone determine your destiny?"

Suddenly a kind voice rang in Mu Yu's ears, making Mu Yu startled. He jumped up reflexively and looked at a person who suddenly appeared next to him in surprise.

It was an old man with white hair and white beard, dressed very plainly, with patches in some places on his clothes. This person turned out to be the head of the Fallen Sect who spoke for Mu Yu during the day! At the moment he was sitting on the steps where Kiyu was sitting, his wise eyes blinked kindly, and he looked at Kiyu with a smile on his face.

"You, why are you here?"

Mu Yu was a little afraid. He hadn't noticed how the other party came just now. This old man seemed to appear out of thin air, without making any sound, so quietly appeared beside him, making people caught off guard.

The head of the wind sat on the steps, staring at Kiba with interest, and said with a smile: "Come here!"

Come here? Kiba didn't hear any footsteps!

"I, I will go now, I won't disturb you anymore."

Kiha didn't know what to say for a while. It stands to reason that he should be sleeping in bed now instead of going around here at night. The other party is a fairy master, and he is a gray disciple. If he angers the other party, maybe he will be the same as the injured brother, and no one will feel pitiful if he is abolished.

"You walked through the cultivator’s courtyard at night, you know, for the cultivator, even if you don’t have to go out of the door, you can know that someone is walking by tiptoe. It’s not a good thing to wander around at night. Are you not going to explain why?"

The head of the wind does not have the shelf of a head at all, but is like an easy-going old man who specifically asks Mu Yu to speak and relieve his boredom.

Kiha didn't expect that he was so careful or was known to others. This made him a little scared. This old man shouldn't see how he blended into the trees? If you see it, the consequences are disastrous. Kiba quickly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know I disturbed you..."

"I am not the only one who disturbed you! But I helped you cover up a bit. The other daoists may regard you as me, so they didn't find you."

Kiba was shocked by Feng Master's words. It turns out that he sneaked out at night and was discovered by others? He thought he was doing it very secretly! How extraordinary the Xianjia means was he could imagine, he was still too young.

"It turns out that the junior is reckless, thank you senior."

Muyu didn't know why the other party wanted to help him. He was just a gray disciple. No one would care about the life and death of a gray disciple. Only this old man seemed different. He helped himself once during the day and once again at night. Is he lucky?

"The moonlight is nice tonight."

The head of the wind didn't care, just looking at the night sky, as if admiring the bright moon. Mu Yu didn't speak, and just stood like this, admiring the night with a tall fairy master by the quiet stone in the middle of the night, which made Mu Yu feel a little uncomfortable.

"Do you think a stone can determine your future?" Feng Master said after a long time.

Kiba shook his head: "I don't think so, but the identification of the stone makes me a little unwilling."

"Oh, what can make you reconciled?" Feng Master asked curiously.

Mu Yu is silent. He is still young and doesn't know where to go in the future. He only knows that his purpose of coming here is to cultivate immortals and to live up to the hope of the village chief, that's all. But his last hope has been dashed now, which makes him very frustrated. He is not a piece of material for cultivating immortals, and he will never catch up with Xiaohu.

"I don't know."

After a long time, Kiba spoke. He really didn't know what to do to make himself willing. Overtake Xiaohu? Mu Yu thought of Xiaohu's domineering appearance during the day, and the eyes of everyone looking at Xiaohu were full of expectation. What could he do to surpass the guy who insulted himself? Xiaohu has been adopted as an apprentice by the Qingsong faction. His future is bright, but his talent is only ugly gray, and his future is bleak. How to surpass?

"Mortals call us immortal masters. In fact, only we know that the title of immortal masters is not worthy of anyone. We are only cultivators at best. No one in the cultivation world has ever called the other immortal masters. So. Don't care about how powerful the immortal master is. The environment of cultivation is not the most important thing. What is important is what you want, what kind of person you want to become, fight for yourself instead of relying on a stone to decide." Feng Master said slowly Come.

"But without talent, it seems that no school can enter."

Kiyu whispered, he wanted to fight, but he was completely blind on this road, not knowing how to fight. If you don't enter a school, become a handyman disciple here, and are called by other cultivators, when can you become a fairy master!

"It doesn’t matter whether the talent is gray or cyan. Comprehension depends on chance and hard work. Talent only gives you a shortcut. People who don’t have talent just make a few more detours. It’s a twists and turns. If you don’t even have the determination and perseverance to go around the bend, what kind of cultivation is there to talk about?"

The head of the wind broke a flower from a crack in the stone and played with it in his hand. This flower shouldn’t have appeared here. It’s blooming early, but Kiba accidentally let it pop out in advance. .

The road to real life is tortuous, and the most important thing is to rely on your own determination and perseverance!

Mu Yu tried to figure out what the old man said, but his heart became more and more bright, as if a ray of sunlight swept away the smog in his heart. Nothing is easy to accomplish, and many things have to go through hardships to succeed. He gives up without working hard, then how to pursue success?

Kiha nodded slowly, bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, senior, junior has been taught."

Kiba stood up, he knew what he was going to do next, if he really wanted to pursue that fairy fate, then he could not be controlled by this stone. He can start as a gray disciple. No one knows how in the future. He just doesn't like Xiaohu's incredible appearance~IndoMTL.com~ He wants to defeat Xiaohu, and he wants to prove that his village is not a so-called uncultivated village!

But he suddenly thought of something, and after a while he asked: "Senior, I wonder if you can accept me?"

The head of the wind looked at Mu Yu and said with a smile: "My school! But among the 20 schools, many people are unwilling to come, and I basically don't recruit disciples in colleges."

"Then how can I enter the sect of seniors?" Kiba asked sincerely.

"Why do you want a poor school?" Feng Master asked rhetorically.

"Isn't it what the senior said? The cultivation environment is not the most important, so whether it is the first or last sect, as long as you can practice." Mu Yu said.

The head of the wind laughed: "You use my words to stop me. In that case, can't you stay in the university and practice?"

"But if there are people like seniors to guide me, maybe my path will be better." Kiha wanted to kneel down earnestly, but he found that there was an invisible resistance preventing him from kneeling. He was somewhat Perplexed, I don't understand why my legs don't listen.

"Don't make a decision in a hurry, maybe after reading this, you won't think about coming to my school."

The head of the wind stood up, then turned his gaze to the gray stone, and continued: "This stone will not show any color without enough light, so it is impossible to accurately show a person at night. Real talent. As for what your talent is, you have to take a look."

Kiha didn't understand what Feng Master meant. He watched Feng Master's movements. With a wave of the wind master, a flying sword came out of nowhere, and a white light suddenly lit up. Under the white light, the stone suddenly changed from ugly gray to Yinyin's noble purple!

Purple!

Muyu's talent turned out to be purple!