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"Bang!"
With a loud bang, a person was directly hit and sent flying by a truck, falling far away on the ground, no longer moving.
On Qingxuan Peak, a young man sat atop the peak.
He wore a white robe and was exceptionally handsome.
But his eyes were unusually dim.
A gentle breeze lightly stirred his robe, but it couldn't blow away the faint sorrow in his eyes.
"Sigh... it's been five years, and I still haven't gained any Cultivation..."
"Master, where are you? I really can't hold on much longer..."
The man muttered a few words, then slowly began to walk towards the edge of the cliff.
This person's name was Lu Hao.
Lu Hao was originally a first-year university student whose greatest hobby was reading novels, especially those brainless, satisfying ones.
Things like starting with a System, infinite resurrection, etc., satisfied all sorts of fantasies for a small, struggling individual.
That day, he was walking and engrossed in a novel when he was suddenly hit and sent flying by a large truck.
He had already fainted in mid-air.
When he opened his eyes again, he was already in an extremely desolate ruined temple.
Dusk was falling, and around him was an endless expanse of wasteland.
As the wind blew, the waist-high wild grass swayed in unison to one side, surging like waves.
Lu Hao looked at this scene, his heart filled with confusion and fear.
Lu Hao endured hunger and cold in the ruined temple, being blown by the wind all night.
Fortunately, the weather wasn't cold.
He didn't know where he was or what he should do.
Just as Lu Hao was feeling somewhat desperate, an old man flew towards Lu Hao from the air.
In an instant, Lu Hao jumped up in shock.
"Holy crap! Someone's flying!"
Before Lu Hao could react, the figure had already arrived in front of him.
The old man wore a white robe, his hair and beard were white, his eyes were kind and approachable, and with one hand behind his back, he chuckled and said:
"Young friend, why are you here alone?"
Lu Hao suppressed the shock in his heart, tidied his clothes, and said:
"I... I don't know. I only remember being hit by a truck and then when I opened my eyes, I was in this wasteland. I don't know anything else..."
"Truck? What is that? This old man has lived for over two hundred years, and this is the first time I've heard that word."
Lu Hao was shocked again.
Two... two hundred years old!!! The old man in front of him was actually two hundred years old!!
One must know that in modern times, living past a hundred is considered long-lived!
Then if he Transmigrated to this world, wouldn't he be able to live for many, many more years?
Seeing that Lu Hao didn't react, the old man spoke to himself:
"Young friend, this old man is Prefecture Lord Ling of Qing Xuan Prefecture, Qingxuan Sect."
"Not long ago, I cast a divination, and my only Disciple in this life will appear here."
The old Daoist paused for a moment, stroked his beard, and continued:
"Upon seeing young friend, I feel a great sense of familiarity. This must be a destined connection. I wonder if young friend is willing to become my Disciple?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Hao quickly bowed:
"Master above, please accept this Disciple's bow!"
Are you kidding? He was new here, hadn't eaten anything for an entire day, and would probably starve to death in another two days!
Someone wanted to take him as a Disciple, why would he hesitate?
"Hahaha, good Disciple, let's return to the prefecture now. Oh, by the way, what is Disciple's name?"
"Replying to Master, Disciple's name is Lu Hao."
"Good, Hao'er, hold on tight to me, we're leaving!"
"Okay, okay, Master, Ma... Ah!!!"
Amidst Lu Hao's cries of surprise, the old man leaped up and soared into the sky!
Just like that, Lu Hao, making a fuss all the way, followed his Master back to the Sect. As soon as they reached the Sect entrance, Lu Hao heard his Master say:
"This old man, Ling Tian, joyfully accepts his first Disciple, Lu Hao, who is also this old man's last Disciple. May everyone be informed!"
Ling Tian's voice, driven by Origin Qi, spread far and wide, echoing grandly.
Before long, the entire Sect learned of the Qing Xuan Prefecture Lord's acceptance of a Disciple today.
Upon hearing this news, countless Sect Disciples were stunned; the news came too suddenly!
Everyone in the Sect knew that Prefecture Lord Ling Tian of Qing Xuan Prefecture was the most mysterious person in the Qingxuan Sect apart from the Sect Leader.
He had devoted his life to Cultivating the Dao, had no children, no Disciples, and now, no one except the Sect Leader knew his exact Cultivation level.
When he first became Prefecture Lord, the Prefecture Lords of the other six prefectures had sparred with him.
That day, the six great Prefecture Lords gathered in Qing Xuan Prefecture, discussing the Dao and sparring for a day and a night.
But the next day, no one spoke of the matter, remaining silent about the sparring as if it had never happened.
However, according to unofficial sources, on that day, Prefecture Lord Ling fought against the six great Prefecture Lords alone, achieving a record of five wins and one loss!
So gradually, the Sect Disciples unanimously believed that Prefecture Lord Ling was the top expert in the Qingxuan Sect apart from the Sect Leader.
However, his personality was rather eccentric; he never sought a Dao Companion in his life, nor did he have any successors, which left many people puzzled.
If he had ever announced that he would accept Disciples, countless Geniuses would have flocked to him.
But Ling Tian had been Prefecture Lord for over a hundred years now and had never announced any news of accepting Disciples.
Even when the Sect Leader personally visited to persuade him, he merely responded with a faint smile:
"Haha, the 緣分 has not arrived, the 緣分 has not arrived," and said no more.
It's easy to imagine what kind of stir Ling Tian's announcement of accepting a final Disciple today would cause!
Lu Hao was brought back to the residence by his Master, completely unaware of all this.
Inside the residence, Ling Tian sat on a chair, smiling as he looked at Lu Hao and said:
"From now on, you are my only Disciple, Ling Tian. When I accept Disciples, I value destiny and Heart-Nature the most!
"Your Master only asks you to follow your true Heart-Nature and act according to your heart. Never go against your heart!"
"Disciple respectfully obeys Master's teachings."
Lu Hao cupped his fists and said.
"This is the highest quality Qi Refining Cultivation Technique of Qingxuan Sect - Yishui Jue. This is a Yellow Rank Advanced Magic Treasure, the Clear Wind Robe, and a low-grade Storage Pouch."
"Take them and Cultivate diligently. Come see me when you reach the third layer of Qi Refining. Someone will arrange your daily life."
"Thank you, Master!" Lu Hao said.
As soon as Lu Hao stepped out, he saw a Disciple, well-behaved and clever, who didn't seem very old.
The person raised his hand and said:
"Senior Brother, my name is Song Zhen. The Prefecture Lord asked me to take you to your residence."
Lu Hao followed Song Zhen to a courtyard.
"Senior Brother, this is the courtyard the Prefecture Lord gave you. All the necessary daily items inside have been prepared."
"Thank you for your trouble, Junior Brother Song Zhen." Lu Hao cupped his fists, then asked Junior Brother Song Zhen about the specific situation of Qingxuan Sect, chatted casually for a few words, and then walked in.
The room was not large and very simple: a bed, a table, a few chairs, and a meditation cushion.
Besides that, there was no other furniture.
Lu Hao entered the room, ate something, and happily began to Cultivate.
But until the next morning, he found that he couldn't even absorb a trace of Origin Qi!!
Lu Hao refused to believe it, like a madman, he spent every day Cultivating except for eating and sleeping!
After half a month of struggle, he finally gave up in despair.
He was actually one in ten thousand of this world's waste bodies!!!
No!!!
At the same time, the entire Qingxuan Sect had been discussing this Qing Xuan Prefecture Senior Brother for the past half-month.
That was the person who would inherit Ling Tian's Legacy in the future!
Lu Hao directly became the center of public opinion for the entire Qingxuan Sect.
For a time, all sorts of rumors flew around.
Most people thought Lu Hao must be a Cultivation Genius.
Of course, there was also a lot of jealousy from many Disciples.
Furthermore, a group of Cultivators from other prefectures, especially from Jin Guang Prefecture, eagerly wanted to spar with Lu Hao.
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