Today was the second night watch, there would be more in a while.
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Wang Lin walked out of the garden without a word. Along the way, he was wearing the red inner disciple robe, which attracted the attention of all the honorary disciples. They all had looks of envy on their faces, but when they saw him, their expressions quickly turned into looks of deep jealousy.
"Yesterday, the Sect Leader announced that he was a new inner disciple!
He became a nominal disciple by committing suicide. I wonder how he managed to become an inner disciple this time. He's really lucky. "
"Is there even a need to think about it? If it were up to me, he might have done all sorts of despicable things to gain the elder's favor and be accepted as a disciple. This kind of person is really too despicable."
"That's right. Look at how silly he is. I reckon that even if he becomes an inner disciple, he'll be the last. Cultivation isn't that easy."
"This kind of trash, even if he became an inner disciple with some tricks, we don't need to care. Trash is trash no matter where they go. They will be looked down upon."
"Damn it, I've been a nominal disciple for four years and I've never seen such a shameless guy. What kind of world is this? Why would the Elder like him?
Which part of me isn't better than him? So f * cking frustrating. "
"You've only been here for four years, I've been here for twelve. But we both climbed up bit by bit with our own abilities. Hmph, inner disciples often compete with each other. Let's just wait and see."
The discussions entered his ears. Wang Lin glanced around coldly. He saw all kinds of faces. He was not strong enough now, but once he reached a certain level, he would take revenge on these people one by one.
Not long after, he arrived at the East Gate and followed the path to the mountain spring. He sprinkled the spring water on his face, and the cold feeling immediately appeared. He felt refreshed and drank a few more mouthfuls. Only then did he sit down at a moderate pace and began to breathe.
On a big tree not far away, Elder Sun frowned and squatted on it. He scolded in a low voice, "Bastard, he said he was looking for the gourd, but he's really waiting for it to float down from upstream."
After Wang Lin left, he immediately followed him quietly, wanting to see where this disciple was going to find the gourd. In the end, he didn't expect Wang Lin to sit beside the spring and cultivate.
There was more spiritual energy here than in the room. Although Wang Lin hadn't had the same feeling as he had in the medicine garden, he came to the conclusion that the Qi Condensation stage was simply a matter of how much spiritual energy one had. Although his talent was lacking, and he couldn't absorb much spiritual energy at a time, he could make up for it with time.
In fact, Wang Lin's guess was very accurate. The so-called Qi Condensation Stage was exactly this. Spiritual energy entered the body and changed the body, laying a good foundation for the future Foundation Establishment.
Wang Lin continued to cultivate until noon. He loosened his hands and feet, but the feeling of ants crawling on him still didn't appear. He stood beside the spring and looked around. He thought that Sun Dazhu would never let him out for no reason. He must have been following him and must be monitoring nearby.
He rubbed his stomach and walked back to the sect. Sun Dazhu was furious. He accompanied Wang Lin foolishly in the tree for the whole morning and muttered to himself, "Bastard, the Old Man will waste time with you. If one day doesn't succeed, then one month. If one month doesn't succeed, then one year. I don't believe that you only have one gourd!"
After that, he jumped up and returned to the medicine garden before Wang Lin.
After a while, Wang Lin came back unhurriedly. Sun Dazhu touched his beard and forced a smile, "Disciple, did you find the gourd this morning?"
Wang Lin sighed, shook his head and said, "Master, I've been waiting by the spring all morning, but I didn't see any gourds. I'll go again in the afternoon. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to get one."
Sun Dazhu thought, "You've been meditating with your eyes closed all morning. Even if a gourd floated in front of you, it would be strange if you could see it."
However, he said kindly, "Very good. Wang Lin, you go eat first. We'll go again in the afternoon."
Wang Lin said, "Oh." He walked into his room and saw that there was an extra table with four dishes and a soup on it. It was a combination of meat and vegetables. He didn't ask when the food would be delivered. He quickly ate a few mouthfuls and drank all the soup. Then he patted his stomach and lay down on the bed to take a short nap.
Sun Dazhu's body appeared like a ghost. His face was gloomy and his eyes were vicious. He thought, "Although the Old Man can't put poison in your food because he's afraid of being discovered, he can put some medicine that will hinder your absorption of spiritual energy. Hmph, your talent is mediocre. With the addition of the Old Man's medicine, you'll never be able to reach the third level of Qi Condensation. This way, the Old Man can eat you for the rest of your life."
Two hours later, Wang Lin woke up. He tidied up the wrinkles on his clothes and walked out of the garden. He went to the mountain spring and continued to cultivate. Time passed. The sun was about to set. Wang Lin stood up and walked around the spring. Without a word, he walked into the forest.
Sun Dazhu, who was sitting on a big tree, immediately became spirited. He quietly followed.
Wang Lin slowly turned left and right. Along the way, he looked left and right. Suddenly, his face lit up. He came to a climbing vine full of wild gourds. He picked a small gourd that looked good. He pulled it down and carried it in his hand.
After he left, Sun Dazhu came back with a puzzled look. No matter how he looked at the gourds, they looked very ordinary. After thinking for a long time, he picked a few and memorized the location. Then he disappeared.
Wang Lin returned to the herb garden along the mountain road. He directly filtered out the gossip of the nominal disciples on the way. When he entered the herb garden, he saw Sun Dazhu staring at him with a gloomy face.
Wang Lin immediately stood aside respectfully. He handed over the gourd in his hand and said, "Master, I was lucky this afternoon. Although I didn't pick up the gourd in the spring, I just walked around the mountain and saw a lot of them. What do you think of this? I looked at it for a long time. This is the gourd I had before."
Sun Dazhu almost couldn't control his temper. He suppressed his anger and squeezed out a stiff smile. He took the gourd and threw it aside without looking at it. He said to Wang Lin word by word, "The gourd I want is full of Spiritual Qi like the one you had before. What's the use of giving me this wild gourd?"
In the last few words, he couldn't control his temper and roared angrily.
He felt wronged in his heart. He had been fooled by this kid for the whole day. He had been monitored for a day in vain. In the end, he was stupid enough to pick a few gourds back.