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Volume 1 Ascension Conference Chapter 2: Souvenirs from hometown

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    The success of Wang Lu's performance made him the focus of everyone's attention. There was a lot of discussion and disagreement, but without exception, he showed deep fear of him.

    " If Wang Lu's performance was placed in a normal place, he would probably be criticized as crazy, but at the foot of the fairy mountain in Lingxi Town, the accommodation voucher seemed particularly subtle.

    "You think, could it be that Wang Lu has something to do with him in Lingjian Mountain?"

    This conjecture was recognized by some people, and it was quickly extended to infer jaw-dropping inferences such as Wang Lu being the illegitimate son of the elder of Tianjian Hall.

    Behind the counter, the proprietress looked on with cold eyes. After a while, she laughed in an undetectable voice: "A bunch of idiots."

    After a while, he said to himself: "I might as well double the rent, it will make me angry"

    At this moment, there was a shouting outside the inn.

    "Master, Master!"

    The lobby of Rujia Inn is not big, but there are at least dozens of young masters sitting inside. Everyone turned their heads and saw a handsome boy in his teens staggering in with shouts.

    Seeing the young man, everyone's eyes couldn't help but light up.

    It¡¯s not that the young man is so stunningly beautiful, but the robe he is wearing is clearly the same style as Wang Lu¡¯s, but the quality is slightly different. He is probably a scholar.

    Wang Lu himself looks a little troublesome, but the book boy is much more dressed up.  If you want to get to know this outstanding competitor, this is your chance.

    "This little brother"

    A well-informed servant coughed, attracting the book boy's attention.

    "Have you seen my young master? He is about the same age as me"

    "Hey, little brother, you might as well come over and talk in detail. There are people coming and going here, and I don't know which one you are talking about."

    The book boy was stunned for a moment and nodded.

    But obviously some people didn't want to give these princelings a chance to talk. The landlady knocked on the counter and said, "Your young master is called Wang Lu, right? He's already upstairs, the third room on the left on the second floor. Also, remember not to make too much noise here.  "

    The book boy was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly thanked the landlady, and then flew upstairs with joy in his step.

    "Master, Master~! I'm here!"

    The landlady got furious and slapped the counter: "Didn't you hear me tell you to stop making noise!?"

    Then everyone in the lobby saw a jar of daughter's red fly out from behind the counter and hit the stairs at the foot of the book boy.  The little book boy was so frightened that he almost lost his breath. He didn't dare to make any loud noise anymore and went upstairs in despair.

    However, the boss's wife was obviously still angry. She looked around the lobby and quickly picked out the son of a certain country's grand master from the crowd.

    "Hey, you, it's you, the one I kicked away before, you just ordered a jar of daughter's red, right? Come and settle the bill, thank you for a thousand taels a jar."

    Wen Bao was shocked: "When did I order my daughter's red!?"

    "Just when I was throwing it out to hit people, what, you want to order another one?"

    Seeing that the landlady had already picked up a large wine jar more than two feet high with one hand, Wen Bao looked horrified: "I'll tie it, I'll tie it now!"

    After putting away the ill-gotten gains, the landlady showed little joy on her face. She glanced across the lobby again and sighed in a voice that many people could hear.

    "A bunch of losers."

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    On the second floor, the book boy opened the young master's door with great interest.

    "Master, I'm here!"

    Wang Lu raised his head in surprise at the desk: "Hey, why are you here!? Go back quickly!"

    The book boy stood at the door with no tears, looking pitifully at the young master in the room.

    Wang Lu was also helpless: "I remember I told you not to come."

    The book boy had a grimace on his face: "The master asked me to come. He said it's not safe for you to come alone to participate in this Immortal Ascension Conference."

    "Is it safe if I take you with me? Your surname is not Du Well, dad has always been confused. I told you not to be confused with him."

    The book boy emphasized: "It was the master who asked me to come."

    Wang Lu sighed: "He asked you to come, you can break your own leg and take sick leave not to come."

    Bookboy: "I"

    "If you don't want it to be so tragic, you can drink croton liquid. Anyway" Wang Lu said this, looking at the innocent look on the book boy's face, he shook his head in confusion, "Forget it, come in."

    The book boy cheered and ran into the house carrying large and small bags.

    Even though he is stupid, he has known that the young master has always been with him for many years.?Have a hard mouth but a soft heart.

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    "Contrary to the imagination of many princelings, the scholar and the young master are not nobles of the royal palace, nor are they members of the immortal world.

    They are just a pair of ordinary farmers from Wangjia Village, the northeast corner of Gouer Mountain, Wuhou County, Daming Kingdom East Prefecture, Cangxi Prefecture.

    The young master¡¯s surname is Wang, and his name is Lu. He is the son of Mr. Wang, the richest man in Wangjia Village. Before he was nine years old, he had the name Wang Tutu, which was full of local and natural flavor. Later, educated people simplified "Tui" to "Lu", and it barely had the flavor of spring and white snow.  .

    The book boy is also named Wang. He is the son of a merchant in the Wang family village. After a tragic accident, both his parents died. The kind-hearted Mr. Wang took him into his home and stayed with his young master Wang Lu as a book boy for seven years.

    Seven years have passed, and the young master in the eyes of the book boy is always full of mystery, always so incredible and incomprehensible.  More than two years ago, the master hired a gentleman from the Hanzong Library in Fucheng, the host city, at an exorbitant price to guide the young master in his studies. The old scholar with a goatee was said to have taught seven or eight Jinshi scholars and was also a famous figure in the Ming Dynasty.  Soon after he entered the village, he changed the young master's name. However, he only taught the young master for two years. Then he lamented that there are indeed people in the world who are born to know. He had nothing to teach, and he did not dare to mislead others' children, so he said goodbye and left.

    When the old scholar said goodbye, he commented that the young master was the number one scholar and would be in the imperial court in the future. Mr. Wang was delighted that the young man in the Wang family had a bright future and that the glory of his family was just around the corner.  On the one hand, I feel sorry for the old scholar whose salary was advanced for ten years but refused to refund the remaining eight years.

    It's a pity that God did not follow his wishes. Although the young master was a genius, he had no interest in the meaning of poetry and classics, and he had no intention of becoming an official. As soon as the old scholar left, he buried all the books in the yard, saying that he wanted to pay for it.  It would be even more arrogant for future generations to provide energy billions of years later.

    "Meat eaters are despicable and disdain to seek advice."

    ????????????????????? Well, the Ming Dynasty court didn¡¯t pay attention to him anymore, and when the master asked the young master full of doubts what he wanted to do.

    "Cultivation of immortality."

    Cultivation!  ?  Mr. Wang was so frightened that he almost couldn't take care of himself.

    How can the immortal way be so easy to cultivate?  Immortals and mortals have different paths, this is an old saying passed down from ancient times. It is not easy for ordinary people to peep into the mysteries of immortality!  Just the introduction of Qi into the body at the beginning of the immortal path makes most people feel disappointed.

    Only a small number of those who have the luck of heaven and earth and the good fortune of the immortal family have the qualifications to cultivate as immortals. This qualification is called spiritual root.

    There is only one person in the Nine Provinces continent who has a spiritual root, and it is even more rare in the past hundred years. It is on the verge of extinction. It is said that it takes ten lifetimes of merit to exchange for a low-grade spiritual root. Mr. Wang has been doing good deeds throughout his life and is now the richest man in Wangjia Village.  , but there is still about seven or eight lifetimes of merit between him and the vague qualifications for immortality.

    But when the son opens his mouth, what else can the father do besides using all his strength to push him to the path of immortality?  Mr. Wang couldn't think about rice or tea that month, couldn't sleep at night, and lost ten pounds. Finally, he found a way.

    Everyone knows that it is difficult to cultivate immortality. Fortunately, there is no unstoppable path. Legend has it that there is a panacea in the world. After taking it, even mortals can get a trace of immortality, which means opening their spiritual roots.  This elixir can now be bought with money. Wang Dafu, the second richest man in Wangjia Village, spent one hundred thousand snowflakes of silver to send his son Wang Xiaohu to the Seven Star Gate to practice Taoism.

    Mr. Wang has always been frugal in his life and was reluctant to give up money, but he was even more reluctant to disappoint his son, so he spent the money like water, Bei Ling, Liuhe Dan, Qixing Tuannafa The old man put all the resources he could collect in front of his son.

    Who would have thought that Wang Lu was not interested at all.

    "Dad, you don't know how to cultivate immortality, these things are useless."

    Mr. Wang blew his beard and stared: "It cost tens of thousands of taels, how can it be useless?"

    Wang Lu was silent for a while and nodded movedly. However, the next day he sold the pile of goods at an increased price of 50% to Wang Dafu and Wang Xiaohu, who were eager for talent next door, which was a way to give his father a break.

    In the next few months, Wang Lu never mentioned the matter of immortality again. The whole family thought that the matter had come to an end, and Wang Lu might have lost interest in cultivation. However, a month ago, news of the Lingjian Mountain Immortal Ascension Conference came in  There was another wave in the village.

    ¡°Dad, I¡¯m going to the Immortal Ascension Conference, please lend me some money.¡±

    "What kind of fresh food conference?"

    "It's not a fresh food, it's a gathering for the Spirit Sword Sect to recruit disciples."

    "You want to become an immortal again!?"

    "I never gave up!"

    Regarding his son's persistence, Mr. Wang's choice was to take in a new concubine - there was no way, it seemed that such a large family could not count on Wang Lu, so he could only give birth to a new one.

    Of course, Mr. Wang still gave his full support to Wang Lu. The little book boy hurriedly arrived at Lingjian Mountain one day after Wang Lu. The large and small bags behind him were worth no less than 200,000 yuan in silver. Given the wealth of the Wang family,  ,??? is a nerve-wracking number.

    In order for Wang Lu to successfully become an immortal, Mr. Wang risked his own money and showed a deep love for him, which made the little book boy envious and moved at the same time.

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    In the room, Wang Lu looked at the book boy's package suspiciously: "What is this?"

    The book boy chuckled, opened the package, and took out a porcelain vase as if he wanted to take credit: "Look, young master, top-quality bacon spirit!"

    Wang Lu slapped the case and stood up: "Damn, it's that pile of junk again? Throw it out quickly, it's annoying to look at it!"

    The book boy was shocked: "How can you throw it away! The master bought this at a high price! It's different from the last time, it's top grade, top grade! Master, you also know that if a mortal wants to become an immortal, he must take Shengxian Powder, forty-five  The queen of heaven warms up the spiritual roots, but if supplemented with bacon spirit, the process can be greatly shortened, and the quality of the spiritual roots is more stable. There is only one week before the Immortal Ascension Conference, and only high-grade bacon spirits can make it possible for you, young master, to possess the spiritual roots.  ! Ah, by the way, there is also a complete copy of the Qixing Tuna Method, which I learned from the Qixing Sect"

    Wang Lu sighed: "That's enough. There's no need to take out the pile of Pheasant Qigong and Dali Pills. You can take them away as you brought them."

    The book boy was stunned for a long time, and once again said with a sad face: "Master, since you want to become an immortal, why don't you want to take these pills? If a mortal wants to become an immortal, this is the only way"

    Wang Lu sighed: "Yes, why do you think it is?"

    The book boy tilted his head and blinked. He really wanted to say, Master, it¡¯s time for you to take medicine?  But there was a difference between master and servant, so he didn't dare to say it out loud. He just washed away the bacon spirit with warm water, and the whole house was filled with the aroma of medicine.  The book boy praised: "It's indeed top quality."

    Then he continued to look at Wang Lu expectantly.

    When I was in the village, the little book boy used this trick to tease the rhubarb in the neighbor's yard. It worked repeatedly, but at that time he used bones.

    In the end, Wang Lu actually spoke: "Wang Zhong"

    The book boy nodded quickly: "Master, please tell me."

    "There is indeed only one way for a mortal to cultivate immortality, but when did I say that I was a mortal?"
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