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Over the past month, almost all the registered disciples have known Wang Lin. When they see him, they all show a lofty expression and vicious sarcasm.

Wang Lin ignored this. He knew that all these registered disciples were distorted and perverted. When he did not come, these people were at the bottom of the sect and could not vent their hardships. Now that he is here, his identity as he entered the sect by suicide is undoubtedly lower than that of the registered disciples, so he has become the object of bullying everyone.

He sneered in his heart, knowing that this kind of thing cannot be solved by resistance. The strong people in the sect are respected. Those registered disciples who started earlier than him are all very strong in their bodies, and some even learned some simple immortal techniques. If he resists, he will definitely suffer.

However, Wang Lin is not the kind of soft persimmon character. He keeps all his sarcastic faces in his heart, waiting for his strength to increase and he will reward them one by one.

With this idea, he was like a deaf and blind man. No matter what others said, he still did his own thing, and he would just carry water every day and secretly study mysterious beads.

He tried to use various liquids to soak beads, spring water, dew, sweat, and even blood, and finally found that dew was the best effect among these.

However, dew is also distinguished. Dew that appears on stone beads in the early morning is the best effect, followed by dew at night. If dew is collected from other objects and soaked beads, the effect will be even worse.

And so on, it is spring water, the least effective is blood and sweat, which has almost no effect.

In order not to attract attention, he specially found several small wild gourds in the mountains, and then used them to fill different dews.

He did not carry these gourds on his body, but found a remote place, buried deep underground in different locations, and never took them back to the sect except when collecting them every day.

What I carry with me is a gourd filled with spring water. I take a few sips when I am tired and immediately feel refreshed.

In addition, Wang Lin also discovered a strange phenomenon, that is, whenever dew appears on the stone beads at night or in the morning, the surface of the beads often seems to be full of water beads, but when actually collecting, most of the dew will disappear inexplicably, and at most less than one-tenth of them are left.

Regarding this strange phenomenon, Wang Lin could only summarize it as the dew was absorbed by beads. Although this explanation was a bit absurd, Wang Lin could not think of any other answer except this.

At dusk that day, Wang Lin filled the remaining three tanks of water and said to the young man in yellow who was meditating and practicing: "Senior Brother Liu, I want to go home, I won't come tomorrow."

The young man surnamed Liu rolled his eyes, glanced at Wang Lin, and said "um" in his nose.

Wang Lin didn't care. He learned from Zhang Hu that registered disciples can have three opportunities to go home to visit relatives every year, and can apply to an elder named Sun at any time, and ask for an immortal talisman that can come and go freely and show the sect's immortal arts.

Wang Lin remembered that his father's birthday was approaching and said he would go back no matter what. So after leaving the choreography office, he walked to the elder who was responsible for the registered disciples.

The Hengyue School is divided into five deputy, one chief and six courtyards. The five deputy are gold, wood, water, fire and earth, each with registered disciples. Most of the inner disciples and elders live in the main courtyard. Usually, they carry water. He has also watched this place from afar, full of envy. After coming here this time, he looked carefully and stood outside the main courtyard gate and said loudly: "Record disciple Wang Lin, please see Elder Sun."

A young man in white walked out of the main courtyard staggeringly, looked at Wang Lin, and said proudly, "Are you Wang Lin?"

Seeing the other person wearing white clothes, Wang Lin nodded in his heart.

He now knows that all the disciples of the Hengyue Sect divided the colors of their clothes according to their level. The registered disciples are divided into gray clothes and yellow clothes, among which yellow clothes represent the qualification to practice immortal skills. The inner disciples are divided into four types: purple, black, white and red according to their respective strengths.

The young man in white curled his lips and glanced at Wang Lin coldly, turned around and walked into the yard. Wang Lin was expressionless and followed.

Walking in the main courtyard, he was taken to a garden where flowers and plants were planted. The young man in white said lazily: "Uncle Sun, a registered disciple is here to find you."

After saying that, he stood aside casually.

An old voice came from the garden: "You go down, the registered disciples come in."

The young man in white laughed and said, "The young man in white laughed and left."

Wang Lin was very nervous inside and pushed open the garden door. As soon as he walked in, a strong fragrance of medicine came to his face. Wang Lin was stunned and looked back at the garden door. He wondered why he didn't smell the fragrance of medicine outside.

"What are you doing there? Don't you name it?" The voice showed dissatisfaction and came from the room in a corner of the garden.

Wang Lin hurriedly said respectfully: "Disciple Wang Lin, pay homage to Elder Sun. My father's birthday will last tomorrow. I want to go home."

"Your name is Wang Lin? It turns out that it is you. Humph, those who cultivate immortals pay attention to cutting off the mortal world. If you are so concerned about the world, don't want to step into the immortal gate in your life!" Cang's voice scolded.

Wang Lin frowned and couldn't help but say, "How can a disciple be considered an immortal cultivator?"

The other party was silent for a while, and after a long time, he said impatiently: "The deadline is three days, go quickly and return quickly. This is the Qianli Talisman that can be used twice. Sticking it on your legs can greatly increase your speed." After saying that, a piece of yellow paper that seemed plain floated out of the window of the room and fell gently at Wang Lin's feet.

Wang Lin picked up the precious one and put it in his arms. He knew from Zhang Hu that all the registered disciples who went out to visit relatives would receive such immortal talismans. The purpose of the Hengyue Sect is very simple. Using these disciples who went home to visit relatives, they showed off their magic magic and attracted more children to come for the introductory test.

To put it bluntly, this immortal talisman is very inferior. There is only one advantage that it is easy to use. It can be used just by sticking it on the leg every time. For mortals, it can increase the speed.

However, many of the inner disciples are keen on accumulating. It is said that using it can be exchanged for some things at external trade fairs. These registered disciples are even more likely to gain treasures, and some are even more reluctant to use it. They have accumulated a lot on the grounds of visiting relatives.

After walking out of the main courtyard, Wang Lin pondered for a moment, walked towards the residence, packed his luggage in the room, said goodbye to Zhang Hu, and then went down the mountain.

At this time, the sky was shining brightly. Wang Lin originally planned to leave again tomorrow, but he couldn't figure out the speed after using the immortal talisman. He was afraid that his father's birthday would be delayed, so he prepared to travel overnight.
Chapter completed!