Mu Yu felt as if a bucket of water had been poured from head to toe. His whole body was cold and gray? How is this possible!
He couldn't believe his eyes. He always thought that his talent must be more than just gray, but at least red. After all, there was an endless stream of things in his body rushing towards the stone. The feeling was so obvious, how could it be just gray?
What about?
But the stone did not change for a long time. Even if Mu Yu tried to poke through it, it would be of no avail. The stone was still gray and looked very ordinary. It shone with a halo in the moonlight, as if it was mocking Mu Yu's ignorance and had to be hit again.
Just be willing once and for all.
Sure enough, my talent is still not good enough?
Muyu put down his hands, walked to the steps with some frustration, and sat down with his back to the stone. He buried his head in his arms. He didn't cry, but he just felt uncomfortable. The village chief's honest voice and his words echoed in his mind.
With his eager eyes, he thought of the genius Xiao Hu who was held up by the stars and the moon during the day and how he looked aggressive in front of everyone, thought of the importance of talent in the world of cultivation, and thought of Deacon Xun who had been treated as a servant all his life, and he felt very unhappy.
willingly.
Why is it gray? Are you really not suitable for cultivating immortality?
Mu Yu sighed. He didn't like cultivating immortals at first. If the village chief hadn't been too eager to make him an immortal respected by thousands of people, he wouldn't have come to the academy. But after he came, the village chief was ignored by other villages.
People laughed at him, and he was made things difficult by Xiaohu. He suddenly became unconvinced. Why can others do it but not himself?
If he returned to the village now, I'm afraid everyone would point fingers at him, right? When the villagers learned that he was going to become an immortal, they came to say goodbye so enthusiastically, and if he just went back like this, wouldn't he become a laughing stock?
He finally understood why the gray disciples in the school chose to stay. He came to the school happily and was about to become an immortal in the expectation of his family, but he was told that he could only become a gray disciple or go home directly. What would they do?
Choice? Go home and be laughed at by the villagers? They chose to stay. At this moment, Mu Yu felt as frustrated as those who were not selected.
"Why let a stone decide your fate?"
A kind voice suddenly sounded in Mu Yu's ears, which startled Mu Yu. He jumped up like a reflex and looked at the person who suddenly appeared next to him in surprise.
It was an old man with white hair and white beard. He was dressed very simply, with some patches on his clothes. This man turned out to be the leader of the Luochen Sect who spoke to Mu Yu during the day! At this moment, he was sitting on the steps where Mu Yu was sitting just now.
, Mu Yu blinked kindly with wise eyes and looked at Mu Yu with a smile.
"You, why are you here?"
Mu Yu felt a little scared. He didn't realize how the other party came just now. The old man seemed to appear out of thin air without making any sound. He just appeared next to Mu Yu quietly, which caught people off guard.
Master Feng sat on the steps, stared at Mu Yu with interest, and said with a smile: "You're coming over here!"
Coming over? Muyu didn't hear any footsteps!
"I, I'm leaving first, I won't disturb you anymore."
Mu Yu didn't know what to say for a moment. Logically speaking, he should sleep in bed now instead of wandering around here at night. The other party is an immortal master, and he is a gray disciple. If he angers the other party, maybe he will
Like the senior brother who was injured, no one will pity him if he is crippled.
"You are walking through a cultivator's courtyard at night. You must know that for a cultivator, even if you don't have to go out of the room, you can still know that someone is walking quietly. Wandering around at night is not a good thing. You don't want to
Can you explain why?"
Leader Feng didn't have the airs of a leader at all, but seemed like an easy-going old man who came to Mu Yu to talk to and relieve his boredom.
Mu Yu didn't expect that others would find out that he was so careful, which made him a little scared. The old man probably didn't see that he merged into the trees, right? If he saw it, the consequences would be disastrous. Mu Yu said quickly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I
I don’t know if I’ve disturbed you…”
"I'm not the only one who was disturbed! But I helped you cover it up. I'm afraid the other fellow Taoists thought you were me, so they didn't notice you."
What Master Feng said made Mu Yu extremely shocked. It turned out that he had been discovered by others when he sneaked out at night? He thought he had done it very secretly! The Xian family's extraordinary methods were beyond his imagination, and he was still too
Younger.
"I see, this junior is being reckless. Thank you senior."
Mu Yu didn't know why the other party wanted to help him. He was just a gray disciple. No one would care about the life or death of a gray disciple, except this old man who seemed different. He helped him once during the day and again at night.
Are you just too lucky?
"The moonlight is nice tonight."
Master Feng didn't pay attention, just looked at the night sky, as if admiring the bright moon. Mu Yu didn't say anything, just stood like this, admiring the night with a high-ranking immortal master beside the stone in the dead of night, which made Mu Yu feel a little uncomfortable.
comfortable.
"Do you think a stone can determine your future?" Master Feng said after a long time.
Mu Yu shook his head: "I don't think so, it's just that the identification of the stone makes me a little unwilling."
"Oh, then what can make you willing?" Leader Feng asked curiously.
Mu Yu was silent. He was still young and didn't know where he would go in the future. He only knew that the purpose of coming here was to cultivate immortality and live up to the village chief's hope, that's all. But now his last hope has been shattered, which made him
I am very frustrated. He is not a cultivator. He will never be able to catch up with Xiaohu.
"I have no idea."
After a long time, Mu Yu finally spoke. He really didn't know what to do to make himself willing. To surpass Xiao Hu? Mu Yu thought of Xiao Hu's domineering look during the day, and thought of everyone's eyes looking at Xiao Hu full of expectation. He wanted to
How can I surpass the guy who insulted me? Xiaohu has been accepted as a disciple by the Qingsong Sect. His future is bright, but his talent is only ugly gray and his future is bleak. How to surpass him?
"Mortals call us Immortal Masters. In fact, only we know that no one is worthy of the title of Immortal Masters. We are just cultivators at best. In the world of cultivation, no one has ever called each other Immortal Masters. So don't care about Immortals.
No matter how powerful the teacher is, the cultivation environment is not the most important. What is important is what you want and what kind of person you want to be. You should fight for it yourself instead of relying on a stone to decide." Master Feng said slowly.
"But without talent, it seems like you can't get into any sect."
Mu Yu whispered that he wanted to fight for it, but he was completely blind on this road and didn't know how to fight for it. If he didn't join a sect, he would be a handyman disciple here and be called upon by other cultivators.
Go, when can I become an immortal master?
"Whether your talent is gray or blue, it doesn't matter. Cultivation depends on opportunity and hard work. Talent just gives you a shortcut. People without talent just take a few more detours. Cultivation is inherently twists and turns.
Yes, if you don’t even have the determination and perseverance to make detours, then what’s the point of cultivating yourself?”
Master Feng broke a flower from the crack in the stone and played with it in his hand. This flower should not have appeared here. It bloomed early, but Mu Yu accidentally let it bloom in advance.
The road to cultivation is tortuous, but the most important thing is to rely on your own determination and perseverance!
As Muyu pondered the old man's words, his heart became brighter and brighter, as if a ray of sunshine had swept away the haze in his heart. Nothing was easy to accomplish, and many things required a lot of hardships to succeed. He
If you give up without trying hard, how can you pursue success?
Mu Yu nodded slowly, bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, senior. I have learned a lesson from you."
Mu Yu stood up. He knew what he was going to do next. If he really wanted to pursue that fairy fate, then he could not be influenced by this stone. He could start as a gray disciple, and who would be in the future?
It’s hard to tell, but he just doesn’t like Xiaohu’s arrogant look. He wants to defeat Xiaohu, and he wants to prove that his village is not a so-called village without seeds!
But he suddenly thought of something, and after a while he asked: "Senior, I wonder if you can accept me?"
Leader Feng looked at Mu Yu and said with a smile: "My sect! It's the bottom among the twenty sects. Many people are not willing to come, and I basically don't recruit disciples in the academy."
"Then how can I enter the senior's sect?" Mu Yu asked sincerely.
"Why do you want a poor and declining sect?" Leader Feng asked.
"Isn't that what senior said? The cultivation environment is not the most important, so it doesn't matter whether you are the first sect or the last sect, as long as you can practice," Mu Yu said.
Master Feng laughed: "You used my words to block me. In this case, isn't it okay for you to stay in the academy and practice?"
"But if there are people like seniors to guide me, maybe my path will be easier." Mu Yu earnestly wanted to kneel down, but he found an invisible resistance preventing him from kneeling down. He was a little confused.
, I don’t understand why my legs don’t work.
"Don't make a decision in a hurry. Maybe after reading this, you won't think about coming to my sect."
Master Feng stood up, then turned his gaze to the gray stone, and continued: "This stone will not show any color without enough light, so it is impossible to accurately display a person's true talent at night.
As for what your talent is, it’s up to you to find out for yourself.”
Mu Yu didn't understand what Master Feng meant. He looked at Master Feng's movements. Master Feng waved his hand, and a flying sword came out of the air. It suddenly lit up with white light. Under the white light, the stone
Suddenly it changed from an ugly gray to a noble purple!