In the chilly spring, the experiential learning of the Lingjian School finally came to an end. At this point, from all over the Blue River Region, the disciples of Spirit Sword Sect returned to the mountain one after another.
Among them was the figure of Wang Lu.
In the end, Wang Lu chose to return, leaving behind the sect that he created. To put it cruelly, he abandoned it like a pair of worn-out shoes. Wang Lu's departure was so natural and unrestrained that for a long time, Ye Chuchen, who was appointed by him to take charge of the overall situation, felt like a dream.
From the initial defeated general to the current Deputy Sect Leader, the change in his status was simply earth-shaking. And when he thought of the power and status that he had now, Ye Chuchen felt that deep in his heart, the long-extinguished fire of ambition began to burn again.
Of course, this ambition was not aimed at Wang Lu. Even if Wang Lu had left, Ye Chuchen didn't dare to think that he could replace his position in the sect. In fact, as the Deputy Sect Leader, he was nothing more than a chess piece in Wang Lu's hand; he didn't have too much autonomy. Before returning to the mountain, Wang Lu had formulated a very detailed strategic plan, which included the next twenty years of development of the Wisdom Sect. In his words, in the early stage of the Wisdom Sect's construction, honestly doing the planned economy was more realistic than anything else.
Ye Chuchen didn't think that he could be more brilliant than Wang Lu. Therefore, as long as he strictly followed the plan, it was enough … Although as the leader, it was common sense to leave one's own mark in office, Ye Chuchen didn't have such an opportunity.
Because Wang Lu still had a backup: Daoist Ming Yun. Although he didn't have the ability to replace Wang Lu as the Deputy Sect Leader, as Wang Lu's most loyal lackey, he was the best candidate to monitor Ye Chuchen. Ye Chuchen was very clear that if he couldn't be a good chess piece for Wang Lu … there were many people who could replace him in the sect. At least, dirty old man He Yun was ambitious.
In addition, the only problem that Ye Chuchen needed to worry about was the Mysterious Sky Mansion. A few months ago, in order to deal with that crisis, Wang Lu made a bet with the Mysterious Sky Mansion and obtained a huge investment. Although they had agreed that, within the time limit of the bet, the Mysterious Sky Mansion had no right to interfere with the Wisdom Sect's operation and only had a certain right to know, but if Wang Lu was gone, Ye Chuchen really didn't have the confidence to resist the infiltration of such a behemoth.
With his ability and prestige, it wouldn't be surprising even if he were to be overthrown. For this reason, Ye Chuchen even specially asked Wang Lu for help before he left. Wang Lu was indeed worthy of being Wang Lu. He had already thought of this problem and left Ye Chuchen a wonderful plan. He said that if Ye Chuchen felt that his authority was shaken, he could dismantle it and act according to the plan.
Ye Chuchen couldn't help but be curious. He secretly opened one and glanced at the title. It was a letter with the title: "Bombard the headquarters."
Out of caution, Ye Chuchen didn't continue reading it. He prayed that he wouldn't have to use this letter.
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After leaving the Wisdom Sect and returning to the Spirit Sword Mountain, although in the eyes of many outsiders, Wang Lu harbored many regrets, in fact, he had already exhausted his interest and no longer had any nostalgia for the mortal world.
Regarding the Wisdom Sect, Wang Lu had never regarded it as a real cause. In essence, it was more of a whim. Compared to mobilizing millions of people to transform the world with a wave of his hand, Wang Lu actually liked the heartfelt joy when he explored the mystery of the Immortal Path on the Spirit Sword Mountain.
In addition, Wang Lu had also silently severed his ties with the mortal world.
The encounter in the Wang Family Village made Wang Lu completely lose his confidence and interest in the mortal world. With the establishment of the Wisdom Sect, millions of people moved for it. Wang Lu obtained a transcendent status, but it also pulled away the distance between him and the mortal world. When he was able to face the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood in the illusion of the Sword of Truth, Wang Lu's mentality had long been separated from the mortal world.
His only concern was his biological parents. On this point, Wang Lu's rationality was almost cruel. He never revealed his identity to his parents, and he didn't let them take the artificial spirit root to participate in Immortal Cultivation — Wang Lu was very sure that his parents didn't have the aptitude and temperament for Immortal Cultivation. Compared to being an Immortal, they preferred to be ordinary mortals. With such a temperament, even if they had the Heavenly Spirit Root, they still wouldn't be able to cultivate. Wang Dafu, his wife, Sui Shi, and his concubine were now ordinary Wisdom Sect disciples, active in the construction of the sect. With Wang Lu's secret care, their lives were more wonderful than before.
When the experiential learning was about to end, Wang Lu took one last look at his parents and then turned around to leave. In this life, perhaps he would meet them several times, but after several decades, the two of them would eventually be buried, while he himself would have to work hard on the long road of Immortal Cultivation for hundreds of thousands of years … However, his father didn't have any regrets. Before Wang Lu left, he used elixirs to help him recuperate so that his concubine could give birth to a son for Wang Dafu, ensuring the continuity of the Wang Family.
Thus, Wang Lu no longer had any worries in the world of mortals.
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After a year of experiential learning, when the disciples returned to the sect, they felt as if a lifetime had passed.
"Senior Brother … this year's experience is really like a dream."
Standing at the entrance of the Spirit Creek Town, Wen Bao couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
After a year, the dead fatty's cultivation base had reached the sixth level Qi Cultivating Stage. In the last four months, he lived up to everyone's expectations and broke through to the next stage. Moreover, as a middle-level member of the Wisdom Sect, he also experienced several actual combats. Thus, his primordial spirit and swordsmanship have made considerable progress.
Plus, after several times of transforming into the awakening type Wen Bao, his temperament was much more mature than a year ago. Although his strength progress was not fast among the disciples in this experiential learning, overall, Wen Bao's harvest in this experiential learning was greater than the vast majority of his fellow disciples.
"If I can have a few more months, perhaps my cultivation base can advance another level." Wen Bao said, somewhat unsatisfied.
"What, haven't you played enough? I'm about to die of boredom … "
The response to Wen Bao's sigh was a slightly tired girl's voice.
After a year at the foot of the mountain, little Ling 'Er has had enough of the Holy Maiden's life. In the first few months, she thought it was fresh and interesting. First, it was Wang Lu's Wisdom Sect that was fresh and interesting. However, after seeing the rapid development of the Wisdom Sect, she became accustomed to it. Not to mention that in the last few months, although the Wisdom Sect's development was fast, there was no innovation in the model. According to Wang Lu, it was nothing more than a process of accumulating quantitative change and waiting for a qualitative change. This process would take at least several decades. At that time, the Wisdom Sect could truly become an independent and powerful sect — this was also one of the reasons why Wang Lu left the Wisdom Sect in a carefree and unrestrained manner. The Wisdom Sect was no longer a plaything.
Secondly, the Holy Maiden's identity was fresh and interesting. No matter where she went, she would be worshiped by people. The girl's vanity had been greatly satisfied. However, little Ling 'Er was not a vain girl. After being worshiped for a while, she felt impatient. When they met, they would first kowtow. When they spoke, they would first say a long string of words of admiration and joy. After that, they would then kowtow three times and nine times before they were willing to leave … Little Ling 'Er's limited patience had long been worn out. In the last few months, whenever she saw this kind of devout believer, she couldn't wait to directly kick them.
However, as the Wisdom Sect's Holy Maiden, although her words and deeds didn't need to be too rigid, she really couldn't kick a believer. Thus, she could only forcefully suppress it, like postpartum depression. In the last few months, she simply wanted to put on a show of "My family's Whirlpool Bell won't be this depressed".
Fortunately, she finally came back. Looking at the familiar streets of the Spirit Creek Town and listening to the friendly greetings of the town's acquaintances, little Ling 'Er experienced the unprecedented warmth of home.
"Ai, the Spirit Creek Town is still the best. Okay, you guys go back to the mountain. I want to go back to the inn to have a good rest. Don't bother me for the next three days."
With that, little Ling 'Er ran away like a wisp of smoke.
Three minutes later, at the Ru Family Inn.
"Is anyone here!?"
Two uninvited guests pushed the door and walked in. Behind the door, the Lady Boss looked at them in astonishment. The youth who took the lead put out nine coins. "Two bowls of wine, one plate …"
"Plate your sister! Why are you guys here again!?"
The Lady Boss was almost in grief and indignation. She had just returned home and hadn't even put down her luggage when the door was broken in. How could she continue her business!?
"Why didn't you guys obediently go back to the mountain to report? Why did you come here to make trouble!? Didn't you see the closed sign at the door!? "
Wang Lu smiled. "You don't need to remind me, I've already taken down the sign. You're welcome to open for business at any time. Besides, no matter what, you're also a disciple of the Spirit Sword Mountain, how could you forget the one month buffer period? “
The Lady Boss froze for a moment. She then patted her head and remembered that there was indeed such a thing.
The experiential learning of the Spirit Sword Mountain was for one year. After one year, no matter where they were, they had to return to the mountain. However, there was a more than one month buffer period from their return to the mountain. During this one month, a small part of the time was spent on the road, while the majority of the time was spent on the draft.
What draft? Of course, it was the summary report of the experiential learning! From the beginning, this was one of the important indicators to measure the results of the disciples' experiential learning.
One year of experiential learning was not only to improve the disciple's cultivation, but more importantly, it was to temper and sublimate the disciple's mind and wisdom. And this part of the improvement could not be observed from the strength of the magical power or the condensation of the Primordial Spirit.
Therefore, they simply used the form of a report to test the results. What they gained in this one year, what they experienced, all of them were recorded one by one. After the Elders read it, they would naturally have a clear idea.
A year ago, Wen Bao was worried about this, but a year later, he actually forgot about it!
"Hehe, Senior Brother, this time, I have to rely on you!"
Wang Lu snorted. "Originally, I didn't expect you to write it. When you were the head of the infrastructure department, your work report was the worst among all the department heads, even worse than that group of illiterate loose cultivators. In any case, you're from a noble family, yet you know nothing about poetry, songs, and prose. You can't even write official documents properly, and you can't even write vernacular. With this kind of conduct, you're only fit to write a novel."
Wen Bao raised his eyebrows. "You don't say, I'm really inspired. Two days ago, when I was on the road, I came up with the title, Wisdom Sect's disciple. It's a story about a peerless master with a dual personality. When he puts on the mask, he's low-key and cowardly, but once he takes off the mask, he's crazy and cool …"
Wang Lu looked at Wen Bao with a bit of surprise. After a long silence, he patted his shoulder. "Do it well, don't be a eunuch."
"Huh?"
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