After bestowing two magic weapons and establishing the title of master and disciple, the Fallen Holy Lord's tone became a little more friendly and said: "From now on, this is your position."
Wang Xu looked up and saw that the position chosen by the Fallen Holy Lord for him was on the right, corresponding to the direction of Princess Yushu. The distance to the Fallen Holy Lord was closer than that of the Heavenly Dao Realm monks present.
The only difference is that Princess Yushu has a smaller lotus platform to sit on, and all the monks in the realm of heaven also have golden chairs.
But he was even worse. There was no seat for him to sit on, so he could only stand next to the fallen Holy Lord.
In the main hall, the saints who saw this scene were thoughtful.
You can't just sit anywhere in the temple, everyone has a different position according to their status.
The person sitting in the main seat is of course the Fallen Holy Lord. He sits high on the lotus platform and looks in all directions.
Downstairs, the next one is Princess Yushu, sitting on the small lotus platform, and the next one is the monk of the Heavenly Dao Realm, sitting on the golden chair.
Although ordinary saints have no seats to sit on, they have to be transformed into three, six or nine levels according to their cultivation level. Those with strong cultivation level stand closer to the heavenly realm monks, while those with weak cultivation level stand farther back.
Monks in the realm of Heavenly Dao should stay away.
Wang Xu's position is very delicate. He is closer to the Fallen Holy Lord than a monk in the Heavenly Dao Realm, but he does not have Princess Yushu's lotus platform, so he can only stand like an ordinary saint.
It can be seen that his status is not as good as Princess Yushu who has a seat, because in terms of status alone, Princess Yushu's status is higher than that of a saint in the heavenly realm. Even a saint in the heavenly realm can only sit in her seat.
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Wang Xu didn't have a seat, but his position was very close to the Fallen Holy Lord, closer than any monk in the Heavenly Dao Realm.
Offsetting the two, his status should be above ordinary saints, and weaker than Princess Yushu and Tiandao saints.
"Yu'er, do you know why your seventeenth senior brother won the championship?"
The Fallen Holy Lord looked at Princess Yushu. Although there was no emotion in his eyes, there was consideration behind his words.
When she heard her godfather calling her, Princess Yushu glanced at Wang Xu and replied, "It's because Senior Brother Seventeen has a brain."
"Yes, your seventeenth senior brother is not the highest among all the people, and the magic weapon is not the best, but he is the only one who has come to the end. Why is it like this? Because he knows how to make the best of the situation.
You have to remember that it is not just your cultivation that can be used as a weapon, but also your language. When you do not have overwhelming strength, effective communication is the only way to success."
When the Fallen Holy Lord said this, he turned to look at Wang Xu and said: "Back then, I thought that power was everything and could defeat all conspiracies and tricks. Look now."
After a pause in his tone, the Fallen Holy Lord continued: "Looking at it now, my point of view is not wrong, but at that time, my point of view was wrong, and it was very wrong. Back then, I did not have overwhelming strength, so for this reason
He endured many hardships, and even the many disciples around him suffered losses one after another in disasters.
Now that I think about it, if I had known how to compromise and give in back then, those senior brothers of yours would not have died in vain, right?"
"Master!"
When Wang Xu heard this, he stood up, clasped his fists and said, "I think Master is right. If Master hadn't insisted on his own way and overcame obstacles all the way, but had chosen to give in, perhaps he wouldn't have achieved what he has today."
Everyone's success cannot be replicated. Who can say that the Fallen Holy Lord's success has nothing to do with his persistence?
If he had given in back then, the dozen brothers and sisters who died in vain might not have died, but it is more likely that the fallen Holy Lord was content with the status quo and lost the possibility of seeking the great road.
Su Qin said: "Let me have two beautiful fields in Luoyang, and be able to wear the seals of the six kingdoms!"
A series of choices brought the Fallen Holy Lord to where he is today. If he had changed his choice back then, who would dare to say what his future would be like.
"Well, your words make sense. There are infinite possibilities in life. What I'm talking about is one of them, and what you're talking about is also one of them. The path of cause and effect is endlessly changing. This is the first mystery in the world."
The Fallen Holy Lord nodded in agreement, then changed the topic and asked: "Do you know how many possibilities you have?"
Wang Xu looked at the Fallen Holy Lord, their eyes met, and he found that the Master's gaze seemed to turn into a black hole, capable of sucking in people's hearts.
In an instant, Wang Xu seemed to have transcended time and space. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the orchard, watching the scenes in front of him from a god's perspective.
At first glance, there is another person in the orchard, the younger and more naive Wang Xu, who is installing a security door in the rainy day.
Seeing this scene, Wang Xu's thoughts were racing, as if he was dreaming back to the past.
At that time, he had no relatives, no money, no education, no education, and no desire to go out to work, so he rented a fruit grove and hoped to make a living from it.
Later, the emergence of the shuttle door changed his life.
But it is no exaggeration to say that this is the place where his dream began. Taking a look, all the past came to mind, and everything seemed like yesterday.
Click!!
Just as I was thinking about it, there was lightning and thunder in the sky.
Along with the muffled thunder, a thunder pillar fell from the sky and hit the shuttle door hard.
Wang Xu is no stranger to this scene.
It is this unique lightning that gives the security door the ability to travel through all worlds, and this is the story behind it.
"ah!"
As Wang Xu watched, thunder struck the shuttle door hard. His past self screamed and was ejected by the lightning. When he landed on the ground, he was already scorched.
"died?"
Wang Xu was stunned, looking at his past self that was covered in smoke and dying, he was dumbfounded for a moment.
In one moment, there are a million possibilities.
At this second, he saw another possibility. Stay away from metal objects during thunderstorms, otherwise you may be on the local news.
Wow!!
The scene changed again, this time it was a thunderstorm, and he was still installing security doors in the past.
The difference was that there was no thunder this time. He hurriedly installed the security door before the storm.
At night, he used to hide in a hut in the orchard and slept soundly listening to the sound of rain outside the window.
There was no thunder and lightning, and there was no shuttle door. He lived like an ordinary person.
One day, two days.
one month, two months
The income from the orchard was not good, the apples could not be sold at a high price, and the vendors kept the price down too hard. After two years of persistence, he could no longer continue.
After wandering around idle for half a year, he lost his source of income and had to make a compromise and started working in a small workshop that processed screw nuts.
The wages in small workshops are not high, only 3,600 per month, and there is no time to work. You get up at dawn to go to work, and you don't get off work until nearly dark. Even the so-called twelve-hour work system cannot be guaranteed.
Looking at himself in the picture, eating cabbage noodles and talking and laughing with his coworkers, Wang Xu didn't know whether he was happy or sad.
The screen turned and there was another scene.
Here, he didn't even contract the orchard, but went south to work.
Time passed by a few years, and he changed a few jobs along the way and saved some money.
When he was twenty-eight years old, while eating barbecue at a roadside stall, he met someone he had long forgotten. His elementary school classmate had a father who was the director of the county hospital. He helped him get medicines back then.
Yang Fu with antiques.
This is a world without shuttle doors. Without his later intervention, Yang Fu would have had a different life.
After being separated for many years, the two met by chance at a barbecue stall. Naturally, the old classmates started shouting and sat down together.
After asking, I found out that a few years ago, Yang Fu, who was the dean, retired due to a stroke.
He is not reselling medicines, but has a construction company. Although the company has just started, he is still a boss.
After two bottles of wine, he heard that Wang Xu hadn't worked yet, so Yang Fu invited him to help at his place.
We are all old classmates and have played together since childhood. We can't give too much, so it's okay to give us a bowl of rice.
In this way, Wang Xu, who followed this trajectory, became Yang Fu's follower.
In the following years, Yang Fu relied on the contacts left by the dean's father and his own connections in the county to take over two old city reconstruction projects, and he was out of control from then on.
At the age of 30, Yang Fu had assets of over 100 million and was elected as one of the city's top ten young entrepreneurs.
Wang Xu became Yang Fu's vice president, and created a small contracting team to do some outsourcing labor behind the construction company.
In the thirty-second year, Wang Xu got married.
His wife was introduced by others. She is a teacher at the No. 3 Middle School in the city. She is a woman who is not very good-looking, has a bit of a temper, and does not please him very much.
But Wang Xu liked it very much, because her father was the former deputy mayor, and her eldest brother was the head of the local development zone, a family of local officials who were considered local leaders.
With the help of his brother-in-law who was the district chief, Wang Xu left Yang Fu and started to work alone, and also started his own construction company.
In his 35th year, Wang Xu, who was worth over 100 million yuan, met a man named Wen Wan who had just graduated from college and applied for a secretary position. This person made him love and hate him.
At the age of thirty-eight, my uncle was imprisoned for corruption. The woman who was no longer of use was kicked away by Wang Xu.
Yes, he divorced and married Wen Wan, thinking he had found love.
When he was forty-two years old, the real estate crisis broke out. His excessive investment led to a debt crisis and the company went bankrupt.
In the same year, Wen Wan also left. She was not a woman who believed in love. When Wang Xu couldn't give her what she wanted, it was time for her to leave.
Wang Xu was knocked down. A series of blows and pressure from debt collectors prompted him to stand on the unfinished building he built and make the last leap in his life.