Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain Chapter 2: : Local specialties from hometown
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The success of Wang Lu's performance made him the focus of everyone. There was a lot of discussion for a while, and there was no agreement, but without exception, he showed a deep fear of it.
If Wang Lu ’s performance is placed in a normal place, most people will be scolded as a neuropathy, but at the foot of this fairy mountain in Lingxi Town, the accommodation voucher is particularly delicate.
"You said, is it related to King Lu in Lingjian Mountain?"
This conjecture has been accepted by some people, and it quickly extended from this, inferring such jaw-dropping inferences that Wang Lunai is the illegitimate child of the elder Tianjiantang.
Behind the counter, the proprietress watched with cold eyes, and after a while, she laughed in an inexplicable voice: "A group of silly and hard."
After a while, he said to himself: "It ’s easy to double the price of the house, and it will make you angry ..."
At this moment, there was a shout outside the inn.
"Master, Master!"
The lobby of Rujia Inn is not big, but there are dozens of young masters sitting inside. Everyone turned their heads together and saw a Qingxiu teenager in his twenties stumbled along with the shout.
When I saw the boy, everyone could not help but shine.
It's not how shocking and beautiful the teenager is, but the robe he wore, which is clearly the same style as Wang Lu, but the texture is slightly worse, about the identity of a book boy.
Wang Lu himself looks a little tricky, but this book boy is much younger. If you want to understand this eye-catching competitor, this is the opportunity.
"This little brother ..."
A knowledgeable and interesting person coughed and attracted the attention of the book boy.
"Have you seen my young master? It's about my age ..."
"Oh, my little brother may wish to come and talk in detail. People come and go here, I do n’t know which one you are talking about."
The book boy froze for a moment and nodded.
But apparently some people do n’t want to give these opportunities to chat, the boss lady knocked on the counter: "Is your young master called Wang Lu? Has already gone upstairs, the third room on the left hand of the second floor, Remember not to make a loud noise here. "
The book boy was stunned again, thanking the boss lady all the time, and then flying upstairs, with joyful footsteps.
"Master, Master ~! I'm here!"
The proprietress was furious and shot the counter: "Let you not quarrel, did you not hear it?"
Then everyone in the lobby saw a daughter Tan flew out from behind the counter and hit the stairs at the foot of the book boy. The little book boy was so scared that he was so angry that he didn't dare to make a loud noise and walked upstairs.
However, the boss lady was obviously angry, and she glanced around in the lobby. She quickly grabbed the son of a certain country teacher from the crowd.
"Yo, you, you, the one who was kicked by me before, you just ordered the daughter red from the altar, right? Come and settle the bill, thank you in the thousand and one altar."
Wen Bao was taken aback: "When did I order my daughter red!?"
"Just when I threw it out and smashed people just now, why, do you want to order another altar?"
Looking at the lady boss who has picked up a big wine jar with a height of more than two feet with one hand, Wen Bao looks horrified: "I'll tie it, I'll tie it!"
Put away the ill-gotten wealth, but the boss lady's face is not a little happy, her eyes swept the lobby again, and sighed in a voice that many people could hear.
"A bunch of waste wood."
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On the second floor, the book boy happily pushed open the door of the young master.
"Master, I'm here!"
Wang Lu raised his head in surprise at the desk: "Hey, why are you here !? Go back!"
The book boy stood at the door in tears and looked at the young man in the house pitifully.
Wang Lu is also helpless: "I remember I said earlier that no one of you should come."
The book boy grinned: "The old man asked me to come. He said that it is not safe for you to come here to participate in this Shengxian Conference."
"It's safe to take it with you? You don't have a surname of Du ... Alas, Dad has always been confused, and has told you not to be confused with him."
The book boy emphasized: "I am the master who asked me to come."
Wang Lu sighed: "He let you come, you can break your leg and ask for sick leave."
Bookboy: "I ..."
"I don't want to be so tragic, I can drink croton liquid, in short ..." Wang Lu said here, looking at Shu Tong's innocent bitter face, he shook his head innocently, "Forget it, come in."
The book boy cheered and ran into the house with big and small bags.
Despite being stupid, he has known for years that Master has always been hard-hearted and soft-hearted.
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Unlike the imagination of a lot of people, the book boys and young masters are not the royal princes of the palace, nor are they among the immortals.
They are just a pair of ordinary farmers from Wangjia Village in the northeast corner of Gouer Mountain, Wuhou County, Damingguo County, Cangxi Prefecture.
Master surnamed Wang Minglu, the son of Wang Jiacun, the richest man in Wangjia Village, had the name of Wang Land, which was full of natural flavor before the age of nine. The smell of Yangchun Baixue.
The book boy is also surnamed Wang, the son of a merchant in Wangjia Village. After a disaster, his parents died, and the kind Wang Ye took him to his home and worked as a book boy with young master Wang Lu for seven years.
In the past seven years, the young master in the eyes of the book boy has always been full of mysteries. It is always so incredible that it is understandable. More than two years ago, the master invited a gentleman to guide the young master from the price of the Hanzong Library in the prefecture. The old scholar with a goatee is said to have taught seven or eight jinshi, and he is also a famous person in the Ming Dynasty. Soon after he entered the village, he changed his name for the young master. However, he only taught the young master for two years, and he felt that those who really knew what he was living in the world, he had no way to teach, and he did not dare to mistake his children, so he left.
The old scholar judged that Young Master was the champion at the time of parting, and in the future he would not be out of the question. Master Wang rejoiced that the future of the Wang Miao Miao Miao was promising, and Guangzong Yaozu was just around the corner. On the one hand, I was distressed that the old-school scholar's salary had been advanced for ten years, but he refused to refund the remaining eight years.
Unfortunately, God does n’t do what he wants. Although the young master is a genius, he has no interest in poetry and scripture, and he has no intention of being an official. Once the old scholars leave, he will bury the books in the courtyard and say yes To provide energy for future generations hundreds of millions of years later, it is even more plausible.
"Meat eaters despise, disdain and conspiracy."
Okay, the Ming Dynasty's court did not take it into his eyes, and when the master asked the young man what he wanted to do with confusion.
"Cultivation of Immortals."
Xianxian! ? Master Wang was so shocked that he could not take care of himself.
Where is Xiandao so good to repair! Immortals have different paths. This is an old saying passed down from ancient times. It is not easy for ordinary people to watch the mystery of immortality. Merely the introduction of Xian Dao introduced the body, which made most people feel surprised.
Only a few of those who have the best of luck in the world, the Xianjia Fuyuan, have the qualification to cultivate immortals. This qualification is called Linggen.
There are no one in the mainland of Kyushu who has a spirit root, and it is rare to see it in the past 100 years. It is on the verge of extinction. It is rumored that it is necessary for the tenth merit to change to a lower-grade spirit root. The richest man in Wangjiacun, but he is still less than the merits of the Seventh and Eighth centuries from the misty fairy road qualification.
But the son opened his mouth. What can he do if his father pushes him to the fairy road besides Mouzu? Mr. Wang did n’t think about tea and rice for one month, he could n’t sleep at night, he lost ten pounds, and finally he found a way.
Everyone knows the difficulty of repairing immortals. Fortunately, there is no magical way. There are legends that there is a panacea in the world. After taking it, mortals can also get a trace of immortality, which is to open the spirit root. This panacea is now bought with silver money. Wang Dafu, the second richest person in Wangjia Village, spent 100,000 silver snowflakes before and after to send his son Wang Xiaohu to Qixingmen.
Master Wang was frugal all his life, and he could n’t bear the money, but he did n’t want to let his son down, so the money and money were generally spent, and Bacon Ling, Liuhedan, and Qixing Tufafa ... The master put the resources he could find into his son. before.
Who knows Wang Lu is not rare at all.
"Dad, you do n’t know how to fix immortals, these things are useless."
Master Wang blows his beard and glares: "It took tens of thousands, how could it be useless?"
Wang Lu was silent for a while and moved to nod. However, the next day, he sold the pile of goods at a 50% price to Wang Dafu and Wang Xiaohu, who were next door to seek immortality.
In the next few months, Wang Lu never mentioned the matter of Immortal Dao again. The family thought that the matter had come to an end. Wang Lu was afraid of practicing spiritually. However, a month ago, the Spirit Sword Mountain's Immortal Assembly The news came to the village and made waves again.
"Dad, I ’m going to the Shengxian Conference and lend me some money."
"What's fresh meeting?"
"It's not fresh, it's the assembly of the Spirit Swords to recruit doormen."
"You want to cultivate immortals again!?"
"I have never given up!"
For his son ’s perseverance, Wang ’s choice is Xinna one-room concubine-no way, everyone seems to be unable to expect Wang Lu, then he can only give birth to a new one.
Of course, for Wang Lu, Master Wang still gave his full support. The little book boy hurried to Wang Jian one day after Wang Lu. The big bag behind him was converted into silver and worth at least 200,000. The wealth of the Wang family is also enough to hurt the bones.
In order to allow Wang Lu to succeed in becoming a fairy, Master Wang is out of his old book, and he loves him so much that he is both envious and moved.
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In the room, Wang Luhu looked suspiciously at the book boy ’s package: "What is this?"
Student grinned, opened the package, and invited a porcelain bottle like this: "Master, watch Bacon Spirit!"
Wang Lu took the case and said: "Fuck, is that pile of junk again? Throw it out for me, it's annoying to watch!"
The book boy was shocked: "How can I throw it out! This was bought by the master at a high price! Unlike the last time, it is top grade, top grade! Master, you also know that mortals want to cultivate immortals, they must take Shengxiansan, After forty-five days, the spirit roots are warmly cultivated, but if supplemented with bacon spirits, the process can be greatly shortened, and the quality of the spirit roots is more stable. Now it is only a week away from the Shengxian Conference. Only the top grade bacon spirit can catch up to you. Linggen! Ah, by the way, here is the full version of the Seven Star Tona, the master from the Seven Star Gate ... "
Wang Lu sighed: "Enough is enough, the pile of pheasant Qigong and Dali Pill do not have to go out, take it away as you bring it."
Student froze for a long time, crying again: "Master, if you want to cultivate immortals, why would you not take these immortals? Mortal people want to cultivate immortals, only this way ..."
Wang Lu sighed: "Yeah, why do you say that?"
The book boy tilted his head and blinked, wanting to say that it ’s time for you to take medicine? But the master and the servant were different. After all, they didn't dare to say it. They just flushed the bacon spirit with warm water and suddenly filled the house with medicine. The book boy praised: "It is worthy of the top grade."
Then continue to look forward to Wang Lu with anticipation.
When I was in the village, the little book boy used this to tease rhubarb in the neighbor's yard.
As a result, Wang Lu really said: "Wang Zhong ......"
The book boy nodded quickly: "Master, you say."
"There is really only one way for mortal cultivation of immortals, but when did I say that I am a mortal?"