Chapter Fourteen New Joy

  Xiao Qingyun's encounter with the robbers quickly spread within a small circle of the Men's Gate.

  This time, the consequences were severe. Liu Xian, in a fit of rage, grabbed the sleeve of Zhang Zheng, the elder of Palm Gate, and directly went to the top of Starry Peak, demanding an explanation from him.

  The sect leader heard the cause of the matter and couldn't help but sigh, watching two junior brothers with raging anger, could only announce that they would implement double rules on the fifth elder.

  However, a dramatic twist occurred when the elder arrived at Wuxiang Peak, only to find that the thief had escaped!

  This is a matter that can be said to be the first in a hundred years for the Lingjian Sect! One day, the elder of the Sword Hall escaped with a spiritual grass worth 100,000 spiritual stones, and even if he told outsiders, I'm afraid no one would dare to believe it!

  All she left behind was a letter filled with sincere emotions and Wang Lu, who looked innocent.

  "Fellow seniors, juniors and sisters: I was wrong, really wrong... After a night of reflection, I have deeply realized my own guilt. In the future, I will wander around the nine provinces, accumulate virtues and do good deeds to atone for my greed. Please don't look for me until my sins are cleansed. - Wang Wu Liu"

  Liu Xian and Fang He saw this letter written in blood, they were so angry that they couldn't even breathe. This lazy guy, for over a hundred years, has never changed! Always so annoying! However, things have come to this point, what can be done? Should the Tianjian Hall elder group take action to hunt him down? It's not like it's a heinous crime worthy of heavenly punishment and earthly destruction. Especially when the sect leader contacted Qingyun Peak's master in Dongzhai State, the person involved smiled and said: "No need to make a fuss, we're all fellow disciples, if you want any medicinal materials just let me know, no need for everyone to get worked up, being too harsh on Fifth Sister."

  Qingyun Peak's master was an extremely thick-skinned cultivator, and this response could be considered as giving everyone a way out, so the matter was barely settled.

  As for Wang Lu? The elders didn't make things difficult for him. Firstly, he had made a great contribution in the previous trial, turning the tide and saving the entire trial team. Secondly... two years ago, they had handed him over to Fifth Elder for training, so they should have expected this day would come. The Spirit Sword Sect was reaping what it had sown, so they shouldn't make things difficult for a child like Wang Lu.

  After the storm subsided, everything returned to normal in the Ling Jian Sect. However, the usual daily routine on Wu Xiang Peak was interrupted due to the absence of the main performer, and had to be temporarily suspended.

  The five elders left a letter of apology and really left the Lingjian Sect, claiming to have accumulated virtue and done good deeds. Wang Lu herself knew that she was going to find a place to refine medicine and sell it.

  Of course, before leaving, the master did not forget to give him a box of Wuxiang Zhuanggu Dan, more than 20 pieces in total, enough for Wang Lu's treatment. The next stage of Wuxiang Jian Gu Xiu Xing Fa was also carefully copied and left to Wang Lu for self-study.

  There were medicines and secret recipes, this lazy master didn't matter whether he was there or not, Wang Lu calmed down and resumed his daily routine, life was quite comfortable.

  However, in just two days, someone took the initiative to come to me.

  That day, Wang Lu happened to have no classes at Cloud Hall, and he had planned to sleep in until noon, saving himself the trouble of having breakfast. However, early in the morning, he heard someone knocking on the door. When he opened it, he saw Zhu Qin's face.

  For this guy who has been exchanging verbal blows with him for two years, Wang Lu actually doesn't have much dislike for him, but at this moment, seeing him makes him want to smash him.

  "Are you here to be abused?"

  Outside the door, Zhu Qin originally had a very awkward smile on his face. Upon hearing Wang Lu's words, he suddenly became somewhat angry: "You..."

  The result was not even waiting for the next sentence to come out, and it was slapped on the shoulder by a pair of powerful palms, and suddenly couldn't speak.

  "Brother Wang Lu, I'm disturbing you without an appointment, please forgive me."

  Glancing over, beside Zhu Qin was Yue Yun wearing a black and white robe, smiling warmly. At the same time, there were also Huo Ying, Yue Xiangyao, Wen Yin, Wen Bao... all of whom were fellow disciples who had gone to Xiao Qingyun for training a few days ago.

  Wang Lu saw this array and understood in his heart, sighed and said: "You all came over from the Great Qing Dynasty, not sleeping late, climbing mountains along the way, just to wish me a happy new year?"

  Yue Yun smiled and said, "That's right, we came to thank you in person. A few days ago, I was injured on the Xuan Mi Peak and couldn't move around easily. Today my injuries have healed, so I immediately gathered everyone to come here together. I hope Master Wang Lu won't blame us for being late."

  "You're coming over so early? Are you here to wake up the whole household?" Wang Lu said irritably, "Alright, thank you for your trouble. If there's any gift, just leave it on the floor. If that's all, please leave."

  Huo Ying's expression suddenly fell: "What's with that, so overbearing. We also came sincerely to thank you, the other true disciples aren't as arrogant as you."

  Wang Lu Xin said this is not arrogance, it's called getting out of bed temper. If you don't understand, wait till I go to your house tonight and shout "chicken" for you to get it.

  Yue Yun understood: "Sister is misunderstanding, it's just that we came too early and disturbed brother's rest, really extremely sorry."

  Yue Yun's courtesy was so thorough that Wang Lu was filled with anger and had nowhere to vent, thinking that once these people left, he would definitely go to Wuyue Peak to deal with Hei Xiong.

  Then came the usual pleasantries, with Huo Ying, Zhu Qin and others taking turns to thank Wang Lu, each leaving behind a gift, mostly dan medicines and magical instruments. Huo Ying's expression didn't change, but she gave a set of Flowing Cloud Silk - a magnificent 7th-grade magical instrument, considered a minor masterpiece for the early stages of Qi refinement.

  As for Zhu Qin, he simply gave out a hundred spirit stones, saying that it was not too little, but the implication was quite suspicious, with a hint of mocking his opponent as a poor ghost.

  Wang Lu received the money and then waited until the small talk was over before closing the door and sending off the guests, one by one sending out Yue Yun and the others. However, just at this time...

  "Hey, Wang Lu Shixiong, I have something I want to talk to you about in private."

  Wang Lu was shocked because the one who had applied for the leave of absence was actually the most inconspicuous Wen Bao, also known as Wen Paozi!

  Talking about this fatty, there have been quite a few interesting things in the past two years. Two years ago at the Ascension Conference, many people didn't think highly of this fatty. Although his spiritual root was of the second grade, his personality was weak and his mind was ordinary, so it was hard to see a good future for him. And two years later, Wen Bao's cultivation seemed to be proving people's pessimistic expectations right. As a second-grade earth spiritual root, his cultivation progress was even slightly inferior to Zhu Qin's, let alone comparable to that of Yue Xingyao, another earth spiritual root outer sect disciple.

  If there's a good point to be said, it's that they're kind and honest, but cultivating immortality isn't about accumulating merit, being a good person alone won't cut it in the immortal cultivation world...

  However, in Wang Lu's eyes, Wen Bao actually had many advantages and was not as unbearable as others thought.

  For example... he's so fat! Two years have passed, and he's actually become even fatter than before! He's almost spherical now, who knows where all the hard work from his fitness period went.

  Being sized up by Wang Lu's interested gaze, Wen Bao's sweat came down all at once. Two years ago, he was already afraid of Wang Lu to the point of being unable to do anything. Two years later, although they were now fellow disciples, but no matter what, he couldn't bring himself to be as bold as Zhu Qin and argue with Wang Lu head-on - that was Wang Lu after all!

  Three days ago, in a battle at Xiao Qingyun, Wen Bao's fear had deepened. Now standing in front of Wang Lu and opening his mouth to speak, he didn't know how much courage he had exhausted!

  Fortunately, Wang Lu was still interested in teasing Fatty: "What's up? Go ahead and say it."

  Wen Bao's whole body shook, and he hastily said: "I-I-I-I-I want to cultivate with Shixiong!"

  Wang Lu fell silent for a long time, and his face gradually became shrouded in a layer of gloom: "You want to dual cultivate with me? You have quite an imagination, dead fatty."

  Scanned by Wang Lu's icy gaze, Wen Bao almost fell to the ground: "No no no, I mean, please instruct me in my cultivation, Senior Brother Wang Lu!"

  "Oh, apprenticeship!" Wang Lu retracted his aura, "How did you think of apprenticeship? Wasn't Liu Xian's teaching good enough?"

  As he spoke, Wang Lu moved over a stool and tossed it to Wen Bao.

  Wen Bao's mind was greatly settled, and he hastily sat down to explain: "It's not that Master taught badly, but Master actually rarely personally teaches us the skills. It's usually a few senior brothers who teach on his behalf. Unfortunately, I'm really too stupid and always can't grasp the key points."

  "What's next? Those senior masters at Lingyun Peak can't even teach you, and I'm just a second-rate cultivator with a lower cultivation level than yours, what use am I?"

  "Not the same!" Wen Bao shook his head, "Although your cultivation level is not high, but with a second-grade physique, you can defeat Wang Yue's roar, this is absolutely true kung fu!"

  "Good, you have vision, but it's meaningless, your kung fu is something I couldn't learn, fundamentally it's not a systematic one."

  Wen Bao said: "I know my talent is not enough, I definitely can't learn your skills, brother. But just like in Taoyuan Village, you always find the right way. If you're willing to help me, I'll definitely be able to...not hold others back anymore."

  At this point, Wen Bao felt somewhat downcast, and it was clear that his slow progress over the past two years had also put him under immense pressure.

  But Wang Lu was quite surprised: this fat guy isn't stupid! The main road didn't work, and he actually knew to take a detour on his own initiative, and... it really worked out for him.

  Three days ago, when practicing in Xiaoqingyun, Wang Lu had seen the fat man's kung fu with his own eyes. A heavy Xuan Tie sword as thick as a firewood was swung by him like a thin willow branch, although it was completely unorthodox, but its momentum was great and powerful, nothing could withstand it. However, the dead fat man ran slower than a pig, making it difficult to hit him, and when his sword dance moved, he left himself wide open, as if he was running naked, feeling that even with a kitchen knife, he could be hacked to death.

  Such a freakish kung fu and performance, it's easy to make people doubt the sincerity of Wang Lü's cultivation of his disciples. However, in Wang Lü's opinion, the person who designed this growth route is truly a genius! The Fatso has an earth-type spiritual root, innate divine power, and is usually most suitable for cultivating defensive techniques as a glorious tank. Nevertheless, considering Wen Bao's timid personality, it's hard to put one's mind at ease when putting his back in his hands.

  But is this dead fatty really beyond salvation? Not necessarily, two years have passed and probably not many people still remember that he had an unexpectedly outstanding performance in the Yunbo Chart - the dead fatty was the first to emerge from the misty trial after Wang Lu and Haiyun Fan, it can be seen that behind that weak and indecisive fat face, there is a strong explosive power, if this power can be fully excavated, then this set of Xuan Tie Sword Technique is simply a perfect match.

  Unfortunately, after two years, the potential excavation of Wen Bao by Xian Yan Peak was actually limited. Even after experiencing the strict training of the inner door, the dead fat man was still a dead fat man, and not only did he fail to transform into a brave warrior, but instead seemed like a domesticated pig.

  Now, even the senior brothers who took turns teaching at Lingyun Peak began to suspect that Master had made a mistake in choosing him as a disciple, and that he was just a useless person. However, Wang Lu was very clear that it was only because the education method of Lingyun Peak was wrong so far.

  If it were in his own hands, this fat man should have had a personal style long ago. Now he comes to seek help from himself, although half of it is holding onto a dead horse as if it were alive, but it's truly a clever move.

  Wang Lu not only had a way but also was willing to help with this matter.

  Although they didn't meet often over the past two years, Pangzi was a kind-hearted person who was very polite and courteous in his daily interactions, so their relationship was quite harmonious.

  On the other hand, Wang Lu now also needs a fatty-like figure to help him cultivate. The next stage of his cultivation in Wugui Sword Bone requires not only the assistance of Wugui Strong Bone Dan but also daily practice with heavy objects striking his entire skeletal system. According to the notes left by his master, the force of the strike must be enough to kill an ordinary person instantly and must be continuously struck all over... It seems that Fatty's crazy dog-like Xuantie Sword Technique is tailor-made!

  So Wang Lu nodded very generously this time: "Want me to teach you martial arts? Alright."

  Wen Bao couldn't believe it, his small eyes wide with wonder, then he pinched the root of his thigh hard, the pain making his whole body's fat tremble nonstop.

  "Of course," Wang Lu smiled, "I have conditions."

  Fat boy nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand, as long as brother is willing to teach me, I can do whatever you want!"

  He had just finished speaking, but his face showed a hint of fear again, as if he was afraid that Wang Lu would scold him.

  Wang Lu smiled again: "Don't worry, my condition is not that demanding, just one thing, from now on, you have to treat me like a teacher."

  "Huh?"

  "You don't have to kowtow three times and knock your head nine times, but when the master speaks, the disciple must listen. It's that simple. Can you do it?"

  "Wonderful! No problem, no problem! Since Master is willing to teach me, isn't that just like being my master? I will naturally treat you with the etiquette due to a master! Whatever you say, I will listen!"

  Wang Lu smiled slightly.

  Great, got a new pet: a puppy named Wen Bao.

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