Dajin.

The western edge of Shu County is surrounded by mountains.

In the small cave, which is three feet square, the candlelight is dim, and an old Taoist is sitting inside. Occasionally, a cool breeze comes in, and the candlelight sways, causing his figure reflected on the cave wall to tilt and twist.

"You kid...Every plant and tree in the world has its use, not to mention people? How can you commit suicide when you feel that you are useless while you are still alive? Are you making a fool of yourself? Besides, how old are you?"<

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The old Taoist was energetic and healthy, with fair hair and a childish face. He was sitting cross-legged on a futon, with his left hand on his knees, and his right thumb and index finger twirling his three long beards.

Opposite him was a young man in ragged clothes, covered in mud and water stains. His exposed skin still had many scabs formed by abrasions. He scratched his head and said, "More than twelve."

"Is this what the poor Taoist said is true? Twelve, you still have a long way to go!" The old Taoist taught earnestly, "Waiting for you..."

The young man listened silently for a while, then interrupted him, "But I'm not saying 'boy is useless', but to answer your question, what is my name? 'Boy Wu Yong' is my surname Wu, and my mouth is Wu. It's a single name!"

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The old Taoist pinched his beard with his hand, remained silent for a moment, and asked: "Then why did you commit suicide?"

Wu Yong gritted his teeth and said: "How could I commit suicide... I don't know who spread gravel and mud all over the mountain road. I accidentally slipped down the mountain."

Are you kidding? He has only been in this world for a year, so how can he commit suicide?

That is to say, there is nothing to do. I heard that there are countless strange mountains and ridges along the west side of Shu County. Among them is the Emei sect, which is full of swordsmen. They can cut rivers and seas, so I wanted to try my luck.

It’s an eye-opener.

It was just a spur-of-the-moment move. I didn’t see the excitement and left. I just went down the mountain to find a place, start a business, marry a beautiful girl, and give birth to seventeen, eight big fat boys and little cotton-padded jackets. What’s wrong with that? I want to die.

What to do?

It’s okay to be rejected, but I didn’t expect that some unscrupulous person damaged the road when I was going down the mountain.

Accidentally, my feet slipped and I fell straight to the edge of the cliff. I couldn't hold on to anything. Several fingernails were torn off and my fingers were connected to my heart. I fainted from the pain, and then... I lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, the old man in front of him smiled and said that he had saved him, and asked his name and who he was.

So he replied: "Boy Wu Yong."

The old Taoist frowned, took a deep breath, raised his head and looked at him with confusion, and asked: "Are you taking the mountain road? Wait a minute, are you not my Emei disciple?"

"I came here for help." Wu Yong shook his head.

Wait...he said I'm Emei?

Wu Yong tilted his head back slightly and looked carefully at the old Taoist in front of him.

The candlelight was very dim. He couldn't see clearly before. Judging from the distorted light and shadow on the stone wall, he always felt that this was not a good place. Unless he was really rescued, his fingernails and scratches on his body would miraculously recover.

, almost wondering if the other party is a monster.

Eyes facing each other, big eyes staring at small eyes.

He has big eyes.

Well, I can see clearly now that he is an old man with a broad forehead and round face, and a spirited spirit that is quite immortal. He is very small, and looks like a child, at most three feet long. He is wearing a white toga with long sleeves.
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"Are you also the Taoist Priest of Emei? Aren't you some kind of evil spirit?" During this year, Wu Yong had often heard about demons eating people's hearts and consuming human blood. Just by looking at it, there was nothing to prove it.

"A demon and evil spirit?" The old Taoist sneered, "Which blind demon and evil spirit dares to stay at the foot of Mount Emei? Are you tired of living?"

Wu Yong glanced at the simple and empty cave with only a few lights and candles, and then looked at the old Taoist.

The meaning is self-evident.

The old Taoist patted his knee with his left hand and laughed angrily.

"You are a little devil! I am a poor Taoist named Xuanxuzi of Emei. I am here to cultivate for some reason. How can I deceive you? If this poor Taoist is a monster and wants to harm you, why is it interesting to talk to you and help you heal your injuries?"

Let me ask you, if you are not my Emei disciple, how did you come here?"

Wu Yong lowered his head and glanced at the new nails and pink soft flesh on his hands, as well as the scabs from scratches all over his body. When he thought about it, it was the same.

But...how did it come here?

He looked confused and said: "They say there is a sword immortal on Mount Emei. I came here to try my luck. I want to be able to seek immortality and ask questions. What's wrong?"

Xuan Xuzi glared and said, "I am asking you how you came up the mountain."

Wu Yong didn't understand what he meant. He opened his eyes wide, patted his legs and said, "I climbed up."

Xuan Xuzi choked in one breath and explained patiently: "I, Emei, are a sect that transcends the world and is not ordinary. With this mountain as the center, there are spiritual mists that isolate it for thousands of miles. Mortals can't get in. I walked around twice and went out by myself."

How could you get here..."

The words stopped abruptly, and Xuan Xuzi suddenly began to look Wu Yong up and down again.

Wu Yong felt a little hairy on his back when he saw him, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with the Taoist priest?"

Xuan Xuzi squinted his eyes and asked without warning: "The top of the mountain you reached? Did you knock on the door? Did anyone come out to see you?"

"I knocked, but I didn't see anyone, so I was sent back." Speaking of this Wu Yong, he felt very uncomfortable.

He went up the mountain very hard and saw a golden-domed palace that was twice as big as the common buildings in the world. He knocked on the door for a long time and said that he was here to seek enlightenment, imitating the martial arts novels he had read in his previous life.

You will never leave once you reach your goal.

Then I sat down by the door, thinking that it was not easy for me to get here. I had to catch my breath even when I was going down the mountain. I should rest for a while. But after waiting for a long time, I was hungry and sleepy, so I leaned against the threshold and fell asleep. <

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Then a woman's voice sounded in the dream, saying that since he came to seek enlightenment, he didn't even kneel and kowtow once. His heart was not sincere, his intentions were not true, and he had no chance. He had to eat and drink to build up enough strength, so he should go back quickly.

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He woke up in an instant, and suddenly realized that it was already the second day in the sky, and at some point there were three thick-wheat buns and a bowl of water beside the threshold.

"Freddy!?"

The name popped into Wu Yong's head immediately, and he was immediately surprised for a moment by the existence of real magic.

But I immediately thought that I was an orphan in my previous life. I came to this world without parents and was still an orphan. Apart from God, who is worthy of me?

In a fit of anger, although he looked at the three steamed buns as if a well had opened in their throats and salivation was secreting wildly, he still forced himself to turn his head and went down the mountain angrily. He found a branch on the road, peeled it off, and bit into the sweet and bitter taste.

Juice to deal with hunger in the belly.

Then... my feet felt weak, and I fell to the point of falling off a cliff.

Xuan Xuzi sneered and said: "They are just excuses. The fact that you can walk up the mountain means you are destined to Emei. If they don't accept your forgiveness, they must have some hidden agenda. However, your stubborn temper reflects my temperament."<

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He looked at Wu Yong with admiration, suddenly rolled his eyes, stood up, floated into the air, and walked around the cave. He asked: "Wu Yong, since you have come to seek enlightenment, why should I worship you?"

How are you doing, Pindao?"

"I might as well tell you that you can't knock on the door. They said that you didn't kneel or knock. In fact, it was all an excuse. They clearly didn't want to admit you. Although I don't know the reason, I dare you! Are you willing?"

Wu Yong's eyes widened, he jumped up and shouted: "Are you really a master of Emei!?"

Xuan Xuzi shook his robe sleeves, raised his head and said, "I bet you didn't believe it before? How can this be false? Pindao is just a disciple of our sect, Baimei Patriarch, and he is now the eighth in the Emei class!"
Chapter completed!