Chapter 39 Own way!

At the foot of the mountain, Fan Xian was chopping wood.

Even after leaving Buwen Peak, his life is still not meticulous.

It’s still the same as in Buwen Peak, simple and plain.

If you can’t use your force, try your best not to use your force.

In the eyes of unsuspecting people, he is an ordinary person without magic power.

Not only him, but also Buwen Peak’s other disciples.


If it were not against the enemy, they would have reduced their aura.

Make yourself look like ordinary people.

They never forget the Master’s teaching.

The Master never uses any force, it must be the best way to practice.

I still can’t experience the benefits now, it’s just because I don’t have enough comprehension, and I’m still too far away from the realm of the Master.

But in any case, you can’t go wrong if you follow the Master’s words and deeds.

“Why are you down?”

When he saw Yu Ruyi descending from the mountain, Fanxian asked quickly.

“Your Master asked me to send you a picture and send you a message.” Ye Yuesheng raised the scroll in his hand.

“Master spreads a message?” Fan Xian was excited.

“Come on, everyone, Master has an order!”

His voice immediately reached the ears of other disciples.

brush!

brush!

brush!


It was incredibly fast like a flash of lightning.

All the disciples, as soon as they heard the Master’s order, put down all the affairs in their hands and rushed over as quickly as possible.

“Has the Master come out?”

“Where is Master?”

“What command does the Master have?”

Voices anxiously asked.

Joy, excitement, and abundance are in everyone’s heart.

“Calm down!” Fan Xian said, “This Yu Ruyi girl has brought a Master’s painting, and she will convey the Master’s instructions.”

Wow!

Everyone looked at Yu Ruyi in unison.

At this moment, Yu Ruyi suddenly felt oppressed by the mountains.

She knew that this was not their deliberate pressure, but the natural oppression of the strong emperor realm.

Yu Ruyi couldn’t help but shake her heart deeply.

These people are worthy of that disciple, and every Cultivation Base is absolutely extraordinary.

She took a deep breath and slowly unfolded the scroll in her hand.

“Master!”

Fanxian’s eyes trembled, and what appeared before his eyes was a picture from ten years ago.

“You have no aptitude, no spiritual roots, you can’t come into my Wanderer Tranquility Sect’s door.”

The disciple of Wanderer Tranquility Sect who presided over the introductory test said this sentence blankly.

Fan Xian below suddenly trembled, as if struck by thunder.

He is just an ordinary peasant disciple.

Both parents died.

If he can’t enter the fairy gate, he doesn’t know what else he can do.

“thump!”

Fan Xian knelt down.

“It’s useless for you to kneel!”

The disciple of Wanderer Tranquility Sect shook his head.

“The immortal gate is difficult to enter. If it is not for a predestined person, how can one enter? Do you think everyone can cultivate immortality?”

Fan Xian gritted his teeth, but knelt there in silence.

The disciples of Wanderer Tranquility Sect did not look at him again.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Soon, the recruitment ceremony of Wanderer Tranquility Sect was over.

The personnel dispersed, only Fanxian kneeling in the mountain road.

Lonely shadow only.

The sun went down, and night fell.

The gate of Wanderer Tranquility Sect has been closed.

No matter how he begged, he would not open it for him.

Immortal gate is difficult to enter.

Even if he died on his knees here, so what?

I’m afraid the aloof immortals of Wanderer Tranquility Sect won’t look at him more.

As time went by, Fanxian only felt hungry and tired.

But he still didn’t want to leave.

If you can’t enter the fairy gate, what’s the point of being alive?

Fan Xian just knelt like this.

Even knowing that there is no hope.

Gradually, the scene in front of me began to blur.

He knew that he was going to die.

at this time.

A voice suddenly sounded.

“Get up!”

Fan Xian looked up and saw a very handsome man.

“I am the Master of Wanderer Tranquility Sect Buwen Peak. You have been admitted to Wanderer Tranquility Sect Buwen Peak. You will be my disciple from today.”

This sentence is like the warm sun in winter, like a seed sprouting in spring.

Fan Xian didn’t say a word, but knocked his head three times.

From then on, he went to Buwen Peak and became the big disciple of Buwen Peak.



The Master is very young, very kind, and has no temper.

The days in Buwen Peak were as plain as water.

Chopping wood, cooking, cooking, washing and cleaning every day.

When he is free, the Master will read to him “Dao is Tao, very Tao…” and tell him a story.

The people in the story all have the ability to move mountains and fill the sea.

As if it were natural, Fanxian easily learned all the magical powers inside, everything was so simple and effortless.

Later, the number of brothers on Buwen Peak gradually increased.

There are the dull second younger brother, the shrewd and capable third younger sister, and the naughty and cute Xiao Qi, and the always confused thirteen…

Without exception, they were all rejected in the Wanderer Tranquility Sect acceptance ceremony.

However, the Master did not dislike them and accepted them.

Eighteen senior brothers and sisters are as close as one family.

On Buwen Peak, I listened to the Master’s preaching every day, watching the sunrise and the moon set, the clouds rose and the clouds dispersed, and the wind was impermanent.

Even knowing that he already has a god-tier pass, Fanxian has never thought of using magic power.

Beside the Master, these are not important anymore.

At that time he longed to become a fairy, but now, he just wants to live forever like this.

He also thought that such a day would never change.

He will always be so happy.

Free and easy, no worries and no joy.

Until forever.

Unexpectedly, when the ten-year period expires, the Master will let all of their brothers go down the mountain.

“The nestling will eventually leave the nest, and fly by itself!”

“All good things come to an end.”

“You have been studying Taoism at Buwen Peak for ten years, and now it’s time for you to become a teacher.”

“Let’s go, let’s all go, leave Buwen Peak, and make a path of your own.”

In Fan Xian’s eyes, two rows of tears rolled down.

A painting shows all of his life in the past ten years.

It’s like experiencing it again.

Everything seems to be yesterday.

So close!

“Make a way of my own!”

Fanxian muttered to himself.

Countless insights are like thousands of streams entering the river, and hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

He finally realized it!

The Tao taught by the Master is only the Tao of the Master after all.

And he must go his own way!

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