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In the next few days, when he was hungry, he fed the birds that were sucked into this place and killed. He spent most of his time carefully observing the stone beads. He wiped his arms with the dew that appeared on it. Gradually, his arms completely recovered as before. He cared very much about the dew and accumulated a lot of them with the skull of a bird.

On this day, he evenly dripped the dew accumulated over many days on a strip of clothes, carefully wrapped the stone beads inside it, hung them around his neck and pulled them a few times, and confirmed that they would not fall. After taking advantage of the interval of suction, he came to the hole, gritted his teeth, tore off most of the clothes on his body, tied them together, and tied them to his waist while fixing the stones on the side, and crawled down carefully.

About five or six feet down, his hand suddenly slipped and his body fell down quickly. Fortunately, his clothes were slightly struggling, and he swung his body quickly grabbed a branch that grew horizontally. At this time, the strip of clothes cracked from the middle, and the piece tied to his waist echoed in the air.

Wang Lin's forehead was sweating coldly, and he looked down. He was about twenty feet tall. He grabbed the branch with one hand and quickly grabbed the strip of his clothes with the other hand, and tied it to the branch with difficulty, and then he let out a sigh.

He moved his body carefully, and after a long time, he finally approached the cliff again and continued to climb down. Until several feet from the bottom of the cliff, his clothes strip had reached its limit. Wang Lin jumped down quickly without thinking.

The strips of clothes could not bear the weight and cracked again, but they slightly relieved the speed of Wang Lin's falling speed. The strong wind blew on his face, and a series of branches broke. At the moment of landing, he struggled to control his body. His toes hit the ground first, and his body rolled into a ball with the huge thrust of the forward rushing forward.

The stones on the ground were like sharp knives, piercing into his body, separating bloody wounds. Especially his right leg was stabbed by a sharp stone, and white bones could be seen from the wound.

Wang Lin's breathing was rapid and his eyes were dissipated. He struggled to put the cloth strip wrapped in stone beads from his neck into his mouth, and his tongue sucked the wet dew on it. After a while, he struggled to sit up, unbuttoned the cloth strip with his hands tremblingly, twisted hard to the wound on his right leg, and several drops of liquid fell down.

A burst of chill came from the wound. After doing all this, he fell weakly to the ground, praying secretly that no beast would come over before he recovered.

At this moment, a cry suddenly came from a distance.

"Iron Pillar, where are you?"

Wang Lin was stunned. After hearing it carefully, it was his father's voice. Before he could think, he immediately shouted with all his strength: "Dad, I'm here!"

A long rainbow quickly slid from a distance, wandering around the cliff above Wang Lin for a while, lightning fell quickly. After the sword light dissipated, Hengyue sent a disciple named Zhang to tie iron pillars under his armpit and looked at Wang Lin with his father frowned.

When Tiezhu's father saw his son, he immediately burst into tears. He ran to Wang Lin and hugged him, crying, "Tiezhu, why are you troubled? Why can't you think so? Have you ever thought about how your parents should live if you die?"

Wang Lin was stunned, thought for a moment, and realized that his father misunderstood that he was going to commit suicide. When he saw the wounds on his body and his embarrassed appearance, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The disciple surnamed Zhang glanced at Wang Lin, looked up and found the cloth strips of clothes. He jumped up and climbed to the cave during several ups and downs. At this time, the suction suddenly appeared. He looked shocked, but he immediately returned to normal. He didn't care about the suction. He glanced inside and fell gently and said in a low voice: "Your child wanted to commit suicide, but was sucked by the naturally formed wind eye, so he didn't fall to death. Now Wang Lin has found it, and the elders will decide this matter when he returns to the sect."

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves, grabbed Wang Lin and his son, quickly left the place, and soon came to the foot of the Hengyue Sect's peak, and easily climbed to the top along the stone steps.

When the old place returned, Wang Lin was in a complicated mood. Several people stood on the top of the mountain, all of whom were disgusted. The disciple surnamed Zhang hurriedly stepped forward and said a few words in one of them. The man frowned and said coldly: "Since the person has been retrieved, please send him to the guest room to meet his mother."

In the guest room, Wang Lin's mother immediately burst into tears when she saw her son, hugged him and complained. After her parents' oral narration, Wang Lin then realized the whole story.

After he ran away from home, his parents immediately returned to the Wang family to find his fourth uncle. The three of them were worried about his safety and found Wang Zhuo's father. Due to his fourth uncle's toughness, Wang Zhuo's father reluctantly contacted all relatives of the family and jointly petitioned the Hengyue School and begged for help in searching.

It was the first time that the Hengyue School encountered such a thing and didn't want to pay attention to it, but Wang Lin left home because he was not taken away. If there was a big deal, although they didn't care about the life and death of a mortal, if this matter was made public, all the villagers around him would verbally say something. I'm afraid that not many parents would let their children come to test it in the future. After thinking about it again and again, they sent a few people to search nearby. Wang Lin's father was worried and followed him.

This is the previous scene.

Not long after, someone sent a soup. Tiezhu's mother hurriedly thanked him and fed him carefully in Wang Lin's mouth. This medicine is worthy of being made by the Immortal Sect and has excellent effect. After drinking it, Wang Lin felt that his body recovered a lot and the pain in the wound was relieved a lot.

The words of concern for parents kept coming to Wang Lin's ears. He wanted to explain, but he might not believe it after thinking about it.

At this moment, in the main hall of Hengyue Sect, several elders in the sect sat aside and listened to the man surnamed Zhang telling the process of finding Wang Lin. After a long time, a red-faced old man slapped the table and said dissatisfiedly: "What does the life and death of mortals have to do with us and other Taoist practitioners? Look at the cultivation sect in Zhao State, which is as unconventional as us, who even sent people to look for a doll who was not chosen to commit suicide. It's so embarrassing!"

A middle-aged man with a cold face next to him sighed inwardly and said in a deep voice: "Elder Ma is right. Looking at the various sects of Zhao, it is the most dissatisfactory of our Hengyue. But if the child really dies near our Hengyue Sect, this matter will definitely affect the future collection of disciples. At that time, parents may have the idea of ​​seeking death when they think that their children are not collected, and they dare to send them."

An old man in brocade robe picked up a teacup and took a sip, saying slowly: "Actually, to put it bluntly, isn't it because our Hengyue Sect has declined and needs to select a large number of disciples suitable for cultivating immortals from mortals? Hehe, if it was placed 500 years ago, no matter how alive he was, we wouldn't have to pay attention to the idea of ​​mortals."
Chapter completed!