Chapter 14

Gray, gray?

Wooden feather is like a bucket of water from head to foot, the whole body is cold, gray? How could that be possible!

He couldn't believe his eyes. He always thought that his talent was not only gray, but also red. After all, there was something in his body that flowed towards the stone. How could it be just gray?

But the stone hasn't changed for a long time. Even if Muyu wants to stare it through, it's useless. The stone is still gray and looks very ordinary. It's like laughing at Mu Yu's ignorance. He has to be beaten again to be willing.

Sure enough, my talent is still not good?

Muyu put down his hand and went to the steps in frustration and sat down with his back to the stone. He buried his head in his arms. He didn't cry. He just felt bad. His head echoed with the simple and honest voice of the village head and his earnest eyes. He remembered the aggressive appearance of the talented little tiger held by all the stars in the daytime in front of the public, the importance of the talent of the cultivation world, and the life-long search for a deacon as a servant.

Why gray? Is he really not suitable for cultivating immortals?

Muyu sighed. At first, he didn't like to cultivate immortals. If the village head was not too eager to make him a immortal respected by thousands of people, he would not come to the school. But after he came, the village head was ridiculed by other villagers, and he was teased by Xiao Hu. Suddenly, he was not convinced. Why can others but himself?

If he went back to the village now, I'm afraid everyone would give him some advice? When the villagers knew that they were going to be immortals, they came to see them off warmly, and they went back like this. Wouldn't they become a laughing stock?

He finally understood why the grey disciple of the school chose to stay. He had come to the school happily and was about to become an immortal in the expectation of his family. However, he was told that he could only be a grey disciple or go home directly. How would they choose? Did the villagers laugh at them when they went home? They choose to stay, and Muyu's mood is as depressed as those who are not selected.

"Why let a stone decide your fate?"

The kind voice suddenly rings in Mu Yu's ear, which makes Mu Yu scared. He jumped up in a reflexive manner and was surprised to see a man who suddenly appeared next to him.

He was an old man with white hair and white beard. He was dressed in a simple way, and his clothes were patched in some places. This man is the leader of the falling dust sect who talks for mu Yu in the daytime! At the moment, he was sitting on the steps where Muyu had just Sat. his wise eyes blinked in good faith and looked at Muyu with a smile.

"You, how can you be here?"

Muyu was a little scared. He didn't notice how the other party came. The old man seemed to appear out of thin air. He didn't make any sound, so he appeared quietly beside Muyu, which caught people off guard.

Headmaster Feng sat on the steps, staring at Mu Yu with great interest, and said with a smile, "it's coming!"

Come on? Muyu didn't hear any footsteps!

"I, I'll go first. I won't disturb you."

Muyu didn't know what to say for a while. He should sleep in bed now, instead of swimming at night here. The other side is an immortal master, and he is a grey disciple. If he angers the other party, he may be the same as the wounded elder martial brother, and no one will be pitiful if he is abandoned.

"If you go through the other yard of a monk at night, you should know that even if you don't have to go out of the house, you can know that someone is creeping by. It's not a good thing to wander about at night. Aren't you going to explain why? "

Headmaster Feng doesn't have a headmaster's frame at all. Instead, he looks like an easygoing old man who seeks Mu Yu to talk to relieve his boredom.

Muyu did not expect that he was so careful or was known by others, which made him a little scared. The old man should not have seen his integration into the tree, right? If you see it, the consequences are unimaginable. Muyu said quickly, "I'm sorry, I didn't know to disturb you..."

"I'm not alone in disturbing you! But I covered it up for you. I'm afraid other Taoists think you're me, so they don't find you. "

Leader Feng's words make Mu Yu astonished. Did he slip out at night and have been found by others? He thought he was doing it in secret! Immortal means extraordinary, where he can imagine, he is still too young.

"I see. It's reckless. Thank you very much."

Muyu doesn't know why the other side wants to help himself. He is just a grey disciple. No one will care about the life and death of a grey disciple, but the old man seems different. He helped himself once during the day and once again at night. Was he lucky?

"It's a nice moon tonight."

The wind leader didn't care, just looked at the night sky, like enjoying the bright moon. Muyu didn't speak, so he stood and enjoyed the night by the stone in the dead of night with a high immortal master, which made Muyu feel a little uncomfortable.

"Do you think a stone can determine your future?" It took a long time for headmaster Feng to say.Mu Yu shakes his head: "I don't think so, but the identification of stone makes me a little unwilling."

"Oh, what makes you happy?" Feng asked curiously.

Muyu is silent. He is still young. He doesn't know where to go in the future. He only knows that his purpose here is to cultivate immortals and live up to the hope of the village head. That's all. But now his last hope has been shattered, which makes him very depressed. He is not a piece of fairy material, he will never catch up with tiger.

"I don't know."

It's been a long time. He really didn't know what to do to make himself comfortable. Is it better than tiger? Muyu thinks of the domineering look of Xiaohu in the daytime, and the eyes of all the people looking at the tiger are full of expectation. What can he do to surpass the guy who insults himself? Xiaohu has been accepted as an apprentice by Qingsong school. His future is bright, but his talent is only ugly gray, and his future is bleak. How to surpass it?

"In fact, only we know that we are called immortal masters. We are not worthy of the title of immortal masters. At best, we are just practitioners. In the realm of cultivation, no one ever calls us immortal masters. So don't care how powerful the immortal master is. The cultivation environment is not the most important thing. What matters is what you want and what kind of person you want to be, you can fight for it by yourself, not by a stone. " The leader of the wind comes from Xu Xu.

"But without talent, it seems that no school can enter."

Mu Yu said in a low voice that he wanted to fight for, but this road he was totally blind and didn't know how to fight for it. If you don't enter a sect and become a servant disciple here, when can you become an immortal master if you are called around by other practitioners!

"It doesn't matter whether the talent is gray or cyan. It depends on chance and hard work. Talent only gives you a shortcut, and those who don't have talent just take a few more turns. The cultivation of truth is tortuous. If you don't have the determination and perseverance to make the detours, then what can we talk about

Headmaster Feng broke a flower from the crack in the stone and played with it in his hand. The flower should not have appeared here. It is still in bloom early, but the wooden feather accidentally let it come out in advance.

The road of cultivation is tortuous, and the most important thing is to rely on your own determination and perseverance!

Muyu ponders over the old man's words, but his heart is more and more bright, as if a ray of sunshine swept away the haze in his heart. Nothing is easy to accomplish, many things have to go through a lot of hardships to succeed. He has not tried to give up, then how to pursue success?

Mu Yu nodded slowly, bowed respectfully and said, "thank you very much for your education."

Muyu stood up, and he knew what he would do next. If he really wanted to pursue that fairyland, he could not be controlled by this stone. He can start as a grey disciple. No one can tell what will happen in the future. He just doesn't like the invincible appearance of Xiaohu. He wants to defeat Xiaohu and prove that his village is not a seedless village!

But he suddenly thought of something. After a long time, he asked, "master, can you accept me?"

Headmaster Feng looked at Mu Yu and said with a smile, "my sect! However, many of the top 20 schools are unwilling to come, and I don't recruit students in the school. "

"How can I get into the school of the elder?" Muyu asked sincerely.

"Why do you want a poor and declining school?" Feng asked.

"Didn't you say that? The cultivation environment is not the most important, so whether it is the first school or the last school, as long as you can practice. " Muyu said.

Headmaster Feng laughed: "you use my words to block me. In this case, you can stay in the school to practice, can't you?"

"But if there are people like my predecessors to guide me, maybe my path will be better." Muyu earnestly wants to kneel down, but he finds that there is an invisible resistance that prevents him from kneeling. He is puzzled and does not understand why his legs do not listen.

"Don't rush to make a decision. Maybe after reading this, you won't want to come to my school."

The wind leader stood up, then turned his eyes to the gray stone, and continued: "this stone does not have enough light to shine, it will not show any color, so the night can not accurately show a person's real talent. As for what your talent is, you have to see for yourself. "

Muyu doesn't understand the meaning of headmaster Feng. He looks at the action of headmaster Feng. When the wind leader waved his hand, a flying sword came out of the sky and suddenly lit up a white light. Under the white light, the stone suddenly changed from ugly gray to Yin Yin noble purple!

Purple!

Muyu's talent is purple!

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