Chapter 13

At the end of the night, the bright moon hung alone in the sky. It was quiet around, only the cricket's chirping occasionally broke the silence.

Muyu looks around for a moment. Many immortal masters stay here for one night and will leave tomorrow. Now it's very late. Many of the immortal masters must have taken a rest, and some rooms are still full of lights. He needs to be careful to ensure that he is not found by those immortals. He tries his best to take a detour. As long as there is a tree, it is not difficult for him to turn over the wall.

There was a voice of speaking in front of him. Muyu dodged to hide in a tree. He saw two young people coming from a distance. Their clothes looked like grey disciples of the University.

"It's killing us to wait on us so late!" One young man complained.

"I can't help it. The elder of Jiuhua sect has a very high status. We'd better serve him well. It would be good if people accepted us as followers when they were happy." Another young man said with hope.

"That elder martial brother has a strange temper. Yesterday, a senior brother accidentally splashed tea on him and was beaten by him. It is said that the elder martial brother has no chance of cultivating immortals. His elixir field is damaged and he can only be a grey disciple all his life."

Thinking of this, the speakers shivered involuntarily. They all said that accompanying the emperor was like accompanying a tiger. If they were at the bottom of the cultivation world, if they were not careful, their lives would be hard to protect. It was too difficult for grey disciples to climb up in the cultivation world.

"Don't grumble. Most elders are cranky. We just need to make sure everything is in order. It's no wonder that the elder martial brother deserts when he serves the elder martial brother." The other was still hopeful and did not feel sorry for the elder martial brother. On the contrary, it was a matter of course that the man didn't serve well and was beaten.

When the two men gradually walked away, Muyu jumped down from the tree. He looked at the back of the two men, and his heart was full of mixed feelings. Gray disciples are the lowest level of the cultivation world. It seems common to be insulted or beaten. They don't even have any idea of resistance.

However, on second thought, even if they want to resist, there is no way. Immortal masters have extraordinary means. Where can grey disciples resist? If you collide with an elder, even if you are killed, I'm afraid no one will pay attention to it.

The two gray disciples were over 16 years old. Obviously, they both chose to stay, hoping to find a chance to be liked by some sect elders and join a certain sect. Their persistence in cultivating immortals made them bear the orders of those high-ranking immortal masters in silence. For the illusory opportunity, they may be trapped in the university all their life, but if they are told to give up, it seems that they are not willing to give up, so they live a life of fear every day.

Muyu clenched his fist. He didn't want to be a grey disciple! I don't want to be servile all my life! He must find a way to leave the University. But so far, he has no ability to change. The only thing that makes him feel better is to retest his talent color. Know it or not, at least prove that you are not inferior to others.

There is no one on duty in the school in the evening, because no one dares to make trouble here. Here are some immortal masters who can communicate with the heaven. They will break in unless they are impatient to live. Muyu turns around a yard and finds a place to test the stone with his memory of the day.

There is an iron door in front of it, which has been locked, but there is a small tree beside the wall. The wood feather is integrated into the tree and climbs up the stone wall easily. Standing on the stone wall, he could vaguely see the stone which was used to test talent during the day, lying not far away. Muyu was afraid of heights, so he didn't dare to jump down. He could only grasp the wall with his hands, and then slowly reached down. Then he released his hand and fell down heavily on the ground.

Muyu got up, dusted off his body, hid in the shadow and looked around. He was sure that no one was there. Then he crept toward the stone.

Gray ugly stone in the moonlight shine on the contrary, showing a strange halo, looks a little strange. It has been paid attention to once a year, and it will be a common stone in the wind and rain for the whole year after that. Only grey disciples will occasionally come to wipe it.

Muyu thinks that such treasures should be collected. After all, it is a treasure used to screen the talents of disciples. If it is damaged, it will be bad. But this stone is so big and twice as big as Muyu. It must be very troublesome to move around.

in fact, this stone needs to absorb the aura and essence of heaven and earth, and it can keep its spirituality under the baptism of sun and moon. This is also the reason why those colleges and universities do not put it away. Muyu doesn't know anything about Xiuzhen. He grew up in the village. How could he know about it.

Muyu looks at this stone, which determines his identity and destiny during the day. If he doesn't have any scruples during the day, he should give himself a higher level of talent, right? If you are judged green or green by stone, then your destiny will be different at the moment. Maybe you will enter a good sect, and you will not fall into the situation that no one wants.

What's the use of it?

Mu Yu suddenly hesitated, even if he found out that his talent was cyan? No one can see it here, and no one knows it. It's no use even if you're testing it. Because no one has proved that no one will specially come to watch his talent appraisal results. If he goes to tell others that his real talent is not gray, I am afraid no one will believe him, and they will only regard him as a joke.When testing in the village at first, the immortal master didn't pay special attention to it. His talent must be ordinary, so why should he insult himself?

However, in the daytime, the stone did not show the color it should have, which made Muyu very reluctant. Sometimes things are like this. A thing that can be done better is messed up because of some accidents. If you don't give full play to your real ability, it is labeled as not worthy of the name. This is a very sad thing.

Even if you don't have enough talent to attract the immortal master's attention, you should at least have a red or orange reaction. He just wants to understand all these things, and he doesn't want to be a grey disciple and be trampled on all his life.

He calmed his mind for a moment, then slowly put his hand on the gray stone. He thought, no matter what color, as long as it is better than gray, then he has a bottom in his heart, and will not lose hope for the future.

When the hand touches the stone, the stone is not cold, but has a light temperature. Once again, the familiar warm current came from the stone and flowed through all the channels of his body. His body was once again deprived of control, but at the same time, his facial features became extremely sharp. He saw that the sleeping grass suddenly shook the dew on the leaves, the branches and leaves swayed, and the roots grew continuously. Muyu also noticed that the flower bud, which should have bloomed in the morning, trembled at the moment and began to shake the petals, as if in response to Muyu, and began to open.

These feelings are not strange to Mu Yu. He has found that he can control the growth rate of plants before, but he has not been able to show too obvious, because the Yumeng demons can also control trees. He is afraid that others will notice the difference, so he dare not let the plants grow too obvious.

At the moment, his body is no longer under his control. Under his influence, the flowers and plants are moving freely. The branches and leaves constantly come out and begin to grow out of season.

The pleasant feeling comes from the surrounding plants, and the seeds buried in the ground rise happily again. They drill out the soil with the growth speed visible to the naked eye, and feel the clarity of the world. Muyu likes this feeling very much, just like the spring breeze, the land returns to spring, everything becomes vigorous, and people's spirit can't help but stir up.

He felt that there was some air flow in his body's meridians, which was very strange. He had not found the air flow in his body before. After the warm current came into his body, the air flow would come out from nowhere, spread all over his body, jump and be full of vitality. Then he was pulled by the gray stone and flowed towards the gray stone endlessly Life goes on and on.

After a long time, the warm current of gray stone gradually faded away. It seems that it has completed its mission and returned to the embrace of the stone. Around the flowers and plants also stopped growing, everything returned to calm, the breeze, the grass and trees swaying, and the cricket's call.

Around has been full of vitality of flowers and plants, each has been over the knee, and even the fragrance of flowers, rippling in the night wind, refreshing. The feeling of freshness pervaded all around, and Muyu felt fresh and fresh, as if he had been reborn.

"What color would it be?"

Muyu closed his eyes tightly, but he didn't dare to open them all at once. He knew that the stone at the moment should show color. He had a premonition that this time it would not be gray. Would it be red or yellow? Muyu was a little nervous. He didn't even dare to imagine the color above yellow. He thought it would be a good thing if he had yellow.

He slowly opened his eyes, the stone in front of him fell into his eyes, and then Muyu widened his eyes.

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