Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Chapter 1344 Kneeling until the end of time

Fan Wujiu flew on his sword and arrived at the Shiwan Bandits Mountain in just a few hours.

He stood in the sky, looking down at the mountains below, and could see that there were an astonishing number of bandits on each mountaintop.

"I really don't know why that master chose this place to set up a Taoist temple?"

Fan Wujiu shook his head and flew to Mangniu Mountain deep in the Shiwan Bandits Mountain.

On the towering Mangniu Mountain, the mountain stronghold had obviously been renovated in recent years, so it became more solid.

In the mountain stronghold.

The bandits who used to eat, drink and have fun every day now wear Taoist robes and do things in an orderly manner.

Fan Wujiu landed at the gate of the mountain stronghold, and one of the two young gang members guarding the gate immediately stepped forward to greet him: "Junior meets the senior, but are you here to visit Taoist Xuandu?"

"Yes, I am here to visit Taoist Xuandu, I wonder if I can see you?"

Although the young man was obviously just an ordinary warrior, Fan Wujiu still seemed very polite.

"Excuse me, senior. Whether I can meet Taoist Xuandu is not up to me."

The young man pointed sideways: "Taoist Xuandu left a magic weapon in the village. Only those who have passed the selection of the magic weapon can meet Taoist Xuandu."

"And if you cannot pass the selection, Taoist Xuandu will also give you elixirs, so that the seniors who come to visit will not have come in vain."

"Senior, do you want to go with me to see the magic weapon now?"

"Okay, thank you, little brother."

Fan Wujiu had heard about this before, so he nodded readily.

"Please, senior."

The young man stepped sideways in front to lead the way, and soon brought Fan Wujiu to the square in the village.

In the center of the huge square, there was a cold broadsword, and the fluctuations of magic power emanating from the sword were breathtaking.

Next to the broadsword, there were dozens of jade boxes, stacked up layer by layer. I don't know what was in them?

The two approached the broadsword.

The young man spoke again: "Senior, you just need to use your own magic power to hit this knife."

"If you meet the requirements of Taoist Xuandu, then this knife will shine, and then you can go to the top of the mountain to meet Taoist Xuandu."

"Of course, it's just a meeting, not that you have become Taoist Xuandu's disciple."

"If you want the Taoist to accept you as a disciple, you will have to pass other tests at that time."

"Okay."

Fan Wujiu was looking forward to it, took a deep breath and waved his hand, and a magic power was directly hit into the knife.

One breath... the big knife did not respond!

Two breaths... the big knife still did not respond!

Three breaths... the big knife still did not respond!

Until the tenth breath... the young man suddenly said: "Senior, unfortunately, it seems that you do not meet the requirements of Taoist Xuandu."

Fan Wujiu pursed his lips tightly.

Although he knew how poor his qualifications were, and although he had expected this situation, when failure really occurred, he still couldn't help feeling lonely.

Fortunately, he had experienced similar things too many times in his life, so he quickly calmed down.

He asked in a deep voice: "Little brother, I wonder what the selection criteria for this sword are?"

"Excuse me, senior, the sword was made by Taoist Xuandu, so I'm afraid only Taoist Xuandu knows the criteria, and we gatekeepers don't know."

The young man walked to the side and took one of the jade boxes: "Senior, according to Taoist Xuandu's rules, those who fail in the selection will be given spiritual medicine, please accept it."

"Thank you."

Fan Wujiu didn't say much, took the jade box and turned away.

He was so clean and neat that he surprised the young man.

Over the years, there have been countless cultivators who came to Mangniu Mountain for selection, but it is rare to see someone like this one who failed without any hesitation.

And neither Fan Wujiu nor the young man could detect that at the moment he took the jade box, a part of Fan Wujiu's luck suddenly broke away and shot to the top of Mangniu Mountain.

The young man escorted Fan Wujiu out of the mountain stronghold gate and bowed, saying, "Senior, take care."

After saying that, he was about to go back to guard the gate, but suddenly froze.

Because Fan Wujiu did not leave, but turned around and walked to an open space not far away, and knelt down facing the direction of the mountain top.

The young man was a little dumbfounded and hurried over: "Senior, what are you doing?"

Fan Wujiu looked calm: "Little brother, don't pay attention to me. I have devoted my life to Taoism. Since I have met a master like Taoist Xuandu, I naturally cannot give up easily."

"From today on, I will kneel here all the time, impress Taoist Xuandu with my sincerity, and ask him to accept me as a disciple."

"You..."

The young man smiled bitterly: "Senior, why do you have to do this? Even if you kneel until the end of time, I am afraid that Taoist Xuandu will not break the rules and accept you as a disciple. Otherwise, wouldn't others follow your example?"

"Then I will kneel until the end of time. As long as Taoist Xuandu doesn't drive me away, I will kneel here all the time."

Fan Wujiu's expression was very firm, and it was obvious that he was not just talking.

The young man felt helpless. The boss asked them to be respectful to every cultivator who came.

People are just kneeling here, not making trouble. Can he force them to leave?

Moreover, even if he wanted to chase him away, he would have to have the strength to do so!

"Forget it, let's wait for the boss to come back and see what he means." The young man sighed inwardly.

Time passed quickly, and Fan Wujiu knelt like this for two days.

That evening, a burly figure leaped through the forest at the foot of the mountain and arrived at the entrance of the mountain stronghold in an instant.

This person was Niu Dazhuang who rushed back from the palace.

"Greetings, Boss."

The gatekeeper bowed respectfully: "Boss, you are finally back. Has the matter with the court been resolved?"

"Yes, it has been resolved. From now on, no one in the territory of Lianxingnu Country should dare to cause trouble to us."

Niu Dazhuang nodded slightly and looked at Fan Wujiu who was kneeling not far away in confusion: "What's the matter with this Taoist priest? Why is he kneeling there?"

The young man smiled bitterly: "Reporting to the Boss, this Taoist priest also came to participate in the selection, but he did not pass."

"But he refused to give up and insisted on kneeling here, begging Taoist Xuandu to accept him as a disciple."

"He said that unless Taoist Xuandu drove him away, he would kneel here until the end of time!"

Niu Dazhuang looked shocked. It was the first time he saw such a persistent cultivator.

Niu Dazhuang pondered for a moment, then walked over and saluted: "I am Niu Dazhuang, the leader of the Mangniu Gang. May I know what your name is, senior?"

"I am Fan Wujiu, nice to meet the leader Niu." Fan Wujiu said calmly.

Fan Wujiu?

Isn't this the imperial master of the dynasty?

Niu Dazhuang's heart skipped a beat. Why did he come to my Mangniu Gang?

Could it be that the emperor wanted to go back on his word after just reaching an agreement, so he sent the imperial master to seek revenge?

But it doesn't seem like that. How could he kneel down to his master to seek revenge?

Is he so bold?

Or is he really here to become a disciple?

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