The man in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 23 Ten Thousand Star Pavilion

On the way back, Zhao Sihai still couldn't help laughing.

Laugh at your own stupidity.

At one time, he thought that it was only one step away from Butian Pill.

It's not that this close uncle doesn't help, it's that the Butian Pill is really precious, and his uncle really needs to take care of his own children and disciples first, he is far behind, so there is nothing to say.

Only now did Zhao Sihai realize that back then, he was not one step short, but ten thousand steps short.

is the distance from the horizon to the cape.

It is also a distance that seems "possible", but in fact it will never be reached.

Any distance between mountains and rivers can be crossed, but the distance between human hearts can be crossed.

These years, most of his life has been ups and downs, and he feels that he has experienced the world and seen through people's hearts. Zhao Sihai only found out today that he just picked up some shells at the beach, and he has never gone down to the sea of ​​people's hearts!
If you go down, you will die.

When seeing Wu Dong, Zhao Sihai's face was a little gloomy.

Could it be that things didn't get done?

Wu Dong guessed.

But Zhao Sihai is like this a lot of times in front of him, so it doesn't explain anything.

"Wu Dong, something went wrong."

Since he bet his only hope in this life and the future on Wu Dong, it is naturally impossible for Zhao Sihai to hide anything from Wu Dong, but to explain everything clearly and plainly.

He talked about the process of going to see Chen Zhixian, and also talked about his original expectations.

"Wanxing Pavilion, Qianyue Pavilion, Baicao Pavilion, only after entering Qianyue Pavilion, can you enter Baicao Pavilion and become an inner disciple."

Looking at Wu Dong, Zhao Sihai was a little hard to describe.

A place in the Wanxing Pavilion of the Cyanwood Sect, in exchange for a future pill of mending the sky?

Zhao Sihai felt a little shameless.

How is this different from his good uncle?
So at this moment, he couldn't continue speaking.

Wu Dong smiled.

His demeanor was relaxed.

My heart is also very relaxed.

The earliest and worst idea was that Zhao Sihai killed him under the palm of his hand, and the second worst idea was that Zhao Sihai used him for a period of time before killing him under the palm of his hand.

Then the reality is that the person who dominated his life became an angel investor.

Not only is he free personally, but he also has the qualifications to enter the great sect!

Thank you, thank the gods from all walks of life, okay!
If you are not satisfied with such a starting point, then it is too heart-wrenching.

"Master, there is no need to worry about whether it is the Wanxing Pavilion or the Qianyue Pavilion."

These days, Wu Dong is still called a master.

Wu Dong's expression was extremely sincere and sincere: "You and the Four Seas Gate have trained me for nothing, and what you and the Four Seas Gate have given me is definitely not just a spot in the Cyanwood Sect."

"Master, please trust me. In the future, whenever there is an opportunity, I will try my best to fight for the Heaven Mending Pill for you."

"All you have to do is to live well until then."

"Wu Dong made this oath today, and if he breaks this oath in the future, he will be destroyed!"

Zhao Sihai looked at Wu Dong blankly.

Can he trust him?

Still the same sentence, at the moment Wu Dong, he believed it completely without any doubt.

But what about Wu Dong in the future?
But at this point, there's no need to believe it or not, so he just looked at Wu Dong and smiled, then said: "Wu Dong, old man... I'll take care of you."

After saying this, he clasped his hands together and gave Wu Dong a long ninety-degree bow.

Wu Dong's expression was also complicated.

This master who has always been majestic and dignified in front of him, this master who has taught him generously and often expressed his affirmation and appreciation for his cultivation progress, this old man who has gone through a long life, today, in front of a young man like him, Like this, he bent down.

Wu Dong knelt down on the ground.

As in the day when I saw you for the first time.

In any case, Sihaimen gave the predecessor a shelter, and this master also gave him a good starting point and development, so he should start well and end well.

Three days later.

On the mountainside square where Wanxing Pavilion is located, Wu Dong stood on the edge of the square, watching Zhao Sihai walking away step by step on the steps down the mountain.

From turning his back to going away, Zhao Sihai never looked back.

And waited until Zhao Sihai's figure was completely gone, and there was no trace of him anymore, Wu Dong withdrew his gaze, turned around, and entered the Wanxing Pavilion, which was located in the square and had just completed the entry procedures.

The old man who just went through the formalities still had a kind smile on his face.

At this moment, his expression was indifferent, as if he had never seen Wu Dong before.

"Your name is Wu Dong, right?"

"Yes!"

"The old man is far away, and the Wanxing Pavilion is in charge."

"Elder Bian!"

"This old man is not an elder, so don't yell!"

Bian Yuantu shouted in a deep voice, but his face softened a little.

"Then... old... old? May I call you that?"

"It's up to you, just don't yell." Bian Yuantu said indifferently, but immediately, his expression and tone changed from indifferent to indifferent, as if the weather had changed from zero to minus ten degrees, "Wu Dong, there is one thing I have to warn you!"

"Yes! Mr. Bian, tell me!"

Wu Dong's heart shuddered.

"From now on in the sect, keep yourself safe, and don't make troubles. On any occasion, listen carefully, I mean any occasion! You are not allowed to mention a certain adult's name, let alone borrow a certain adult's name. For your own personal gain!"

"You know what I mean?"

Wu Dong looked confused: "Old Bian, Master just said that he entrusted me to join the Cyanwood School. As for who entrusted me, Master did not tell me. I just want to borrow the name of a certain adult, and I don't know how to borrow it." ah."

"Is this true?"

Bian Yuantu speaks harshly, as if he wants to devour people.

"Disciple, how dare a disciple deceive an adult!"

Wu Dong stammered, looking completely terrified, "Old Bian, what this disciple said is true, and I absolutely dare not say a word of falsehood!"

Bian Yuantu looked at Wu Dong for a long time with extremely frightening eyes.

"It doesn't matter whether you know that lord now or not, and it doesn't matter whether you know that lord in the future, in short, at any time, you are never allowed to try to cling to him in any way, understand?"

"I understand, it doesn't matter if I'm in the Cyanwood Sect! The biggest person my disciple knows is you, Elder Bian!"

"No, the old man doesn't know you, and you don't know the old man either."

Bian Yuantu said indifferently: "Wu Dong, Wanxing Pavilion does not support idlers, everyone has errands, tell me, what kind of errand do you want to take?"

"Also ask Mr. Bian to advise!"

"At present, there are three tasks that can be assigned to you. One is to dig mountains to get rocks, the other is to cut wood for timber, and the third is to cultivate the fields. Which one do you choose?"

"Old Bian, the disciple doesn't know how to choose, can you make the choice for the disciple?"

"The old man never interferes with this kind of thing."

"Old Bian, this disciple is new to the sect and doesn't know the facts, so please ask Elder Bian for some advice. If you make progress in the sect, you will never forget the kindness of Elder Bian in supporting you!"

Wu Dong bowed and said.

"Wu Dong, are you now at the seventh level of Qi Refining?"

After a while, Bian Yuantu said so calmly.

"Yes, Old Bian."

"How many years have you practiced?"

"The disciple was adopted by the master since he was a child, and he also started practicing since he was a child."

"Your goal is to enter Baicao Pavilion?"

"Yes! This disciple wants to enter Baicao Pavilion and become an inner disciple of the sect!"

Bian Yuantu smiled noncommittally, "It's difficult."

"I know it. I have heard people say that monks are meant to follow thousands of good fortunes and gather together their lives. Therefore, I cherish every opportunity on the road of cultivation, and I am also grateful for every good fortune that I encounter on the road of cultivation."

"Cultivators are supposed to follow thousands of good fortunes, condense their essence and gather their lives?"

Bian Yuantu asked in surprise, "Who said that?"

"It was an adult who passed by, and for some reason, he took pity on the disciple."

Bian Yuantu looked at Wu Dong.

Wu Dong lowered his eyebrows and hands, standing there respectfully.

"If you want to enter the Baicao Pavilion, then go to cultivate the camp field. The chances there are slightly better."

After a long time, Bian Yuantu said so calmly.

"Yes! Thank you, Mr. Bian, for your advice!"

"Think about it, old man. Well, Tingzitian, Wanxing Pavilion is in charge of one of the few spiritual fields. Recently, for some reason, a piece of lingtian has been vacated. Let me assign it to you."

"Thank you, Elder Bian, for taking care of me! If Elder Bian allows me, I will still want to visit the door in the future to listen to Elder Bian's teachings!"

"Let's talk about it, take care of your spiritual field first!"

(End of this chapter)