Chapter 231: The Holy Man Recruits a Disciple
"Young Master? Young Master!"

The pretty maid shook the boy. Zhang Han came back to his senses and looked at the busy streets. The figure of the immortal had disappeared.

"Mingxiang, was I dreaming just now?"

Zhang Han looked at the pair of exquisite boots in the servant's hand, but he was still unsure. After all, the person who just floated away was an immortal.

Since the immortal was willing to talk to him, it naturally meant that his chance had come, but everything happened so suddenly that he felt it was a bit of a dream.

"Sir, this is not a dream. Oh, that immortal asked you to go to Leiyuan Mountain to find him. It must be that your immortal fate has come." The maid stamped her feet and said.

The joy in Zhang Han's heart turned into anxiety. Yes, he had to reach Leiyuan Mountain, fifty miles away, within an hour and could not let the immortal down.

This is a rare opportunity! I don't know how many people dream of it. If he misses it, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Act now!

"I'll go first. Mingxiang and Brother Li will go back home and tell my parents."

As he said this, he picked up Wang Xuan's boots and hurried eastward, not daring to delay for a moment. The immortal told him to walk, and that was the golden rule, so he naturally didn't dare to ride a horse.

There were many witnesses to this scene in the restaurant, and they all looked at Zhang Han with envy, some with jealousy in their eyes.

However, the owner of this restaurant was so happy that he almost fainted.

"My restaurant has had the immortals come and eat the food and drinks. What an honor! Which restaurant in Kyoto has this opportunity?
It's just my family! It's just my family! Hahahaha!

I want to change the name of the restaurant to 'Linxian Pavilion', a blessed place where immortals descend!"

Because of Wang Xuan's accidental behavior, this restaurant benefited greatly. It would probably become famous soon and become a well-known scenic spot far and wide, with visitors coming from all directions in an endless stream.

Zhang Han started running. Although he was young, he was in good health. He hung his two boots on his body and ran with his arms wide open.

He ran for ten miles without feeling tired. When he thought that his immortal fate was waiting for him, he felt like he had endless energy and was full of motivation.

But after more than ten miles, his steps became heavier and he was out of breath. Even though he had a good foundation, he was still a son of a wealthy family and had never suffered such hardship.

Wang Xuan's figure was suspended in mid-air, his invisibility jade making him invisible to everyone, observing Zhang Han silently.

If he wants to deify himself and establish a religion on this planet, he will eventually have to accept disciples. It is impossible for him to do everything himself. Moreover, if he wants the people to believe in him, he must benefit from influential local people in order to expand his influence and make his name known throughout the world!
"This kid is in good health. With such enthusiasm, people would think he was rushing home for his wedding night. Unfortunately, he wasted too much energy and can't even run." Wang Xuan shook his head.

A boy of thirteen or fourteen is already half an adult in a large, extravagant and decadent family. Most of them have lost their purity and there are many who revel every night. When they are in their twenties or thirties, their bodies are weak and they cannot even think of practicing. Their life span will be shortened.

Wang Xuan was satisfied that Zhang Han was still a virgin. Otherwise, his essence would leak out frequently, and he would have too many desires to calm down, so his cultivation speed would naturally be greatly reduced.

Such self-control is rare among his peers, and his patience is very good.

"Hey, why haven't we arrived yet?" The young man ran for more than thirty miles. His legs felt like they were filled with lead. He moved with difficulty and breathed like a broken bellows.

He no longer knew how much time had passed or how far he had run. Exhaustion had made him lose all desire to live. He ran with only his willpower, stumbling along.

If he didn't seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he would never be willing to give up, and his family would be even more disappointed. If he gave up like this, he would become a laughing stock in the world for the rest of his life.

"Am I not a virgin? Why am I so weak?" Zhang Han felt that his body was not in good enough and it would be great if he could exercise a little on a daily basis.

He was even more thankful that he had strict education at home. His father had many wives and concubines at a young age, and he was no longer able to cope with the situation in his thirties. His health was getting worse day by day.

That's why his father was strict in this regard, warning him not to mess around and to keep his body healthy. If he knew that he was playing with women at such a young age, he would definitely break his legs. He had already prepared a maid, but one day when he was angry and wanted to have sex, the little girl hid and shied away, and he took off her clothes and cried. This was his own maid, so he had every right to marry Mingxiang.

He was so angry that he questioned her, only to find out that his personal maid was a barren woman. He loved the maid so much that he was speechless and felt extremely resentful towards his own father.

Do you have to be so cruel?!
As Wang Xuan waved his hand, a stream of spiritual energy flowed into Zhang Han's body, quickly relieving his fatigue and allowing him to regain a lot of energy.

"I feel full of strength! I want to get that immortal fate, I also want to become an immortal, I want to cure Mingxiang and push her down on the bed as soon as possible."

Zhang Han had too many reasons to support him and not give up. He ran straight to Leiyuan Mountain in one breath. At this time, Wang Xuan was already sitting on the top of the mountain, looking at the young man.

"Zhang Han, what are you doing in Leiyuan Mountain?" Wang Xuan asked loudly. Even though they were several hundred meters apart, Zhang Han could still hear him clearly.

Zhang Han knelt respectfully on the ground, put a pair of boots on his body, and said: "Immortal, I admire your immortality and am willing to serve you and live a peaceful and carefree life."

Wang Xuan stood up and floated down, and a pair of boots automatically slipped on his feet.

"Oh?! So you want to become my disciple and pursue the path to immortality? But the path to immortality is difficult, and cultivation requires daily accumulation. I wonder if you can endure this hardship?"

The young man nodded hurriedly, saying: "If I can endure the hardship, I can endure the hardship, please accept me, Immortal!"

Wang Xuan said calmly: “I tested you before, and after the test I found that you have a decent character and can endure some hardships, which barely satisfied me.

However, with your qualifications, you are not good enough to become my true disciple. Are you willing to become my registered disciple and stay by my side to study the way of immortality?
If one day you gain my approval, I will accept you as my true disciple."

He indeed felt that this young man's qualifications were not good enough to become his eldest disciple. When choosing a disciple to inherit his mantle, one has to consider all aspects and it is impossible to make such an easy decision.

What's more, when Xianwu Mountain disciples accept disciples, most of them are at the True Immortal level, and he is only a Terrestrial Immortal now, so he is not qualified.

Zhang Han's mind raced slightly. He knew that he had no choice. Otherwise, if he angered the immortal, everything would be in vain.

"Greetings, Master!" Zhang Han kowtowed three times to Wang Xuan, showing great respect.

A cloud of dust was coming from the distance. A group of soldiers riding on war horses were traveling at a very fast speed and had already arrived ten meters in front of Wang Xuan.

"Are you the immortal master that the people are talking about?" A general in battle uniform, looking majestic and full of vigor, looked down at Wang Xuan from his mount.

Such disrespectful behavior and words made Wang Xuan unhappy. Not only did he dismount from his horse a hundred meters away and come respectfully, but he was actually talking to him while sitting on the horse.

Really, how arrogant he is.

When Zhang Han saw this man, he recognized him immediately. He was a high-ranking general in the court, commanding a large number of troops. His power in the Jin Dynasty was unimaginable.

He wanted to pay his respects, but he remembered that he was already the Immortal Master's disciple, albeit a nominal disciple, and he should act in accordance with his master's attitude.

"What a majestic general." Wang Xuan laughed loudly, ignoring the hundreds of cavalrymen. "Go back and tell the emperor that I am very unhappy. Ask him to come to Leiyuan Mountain in person to apologize, otherwise this matter will be difficult."

The general drew out a mace and looked at Wang Xuan coldly, "You are a sorcerer pretending to be a god. I have been looking for immortals for the emperor for several years, but all I found are not worthy of the name. They can only fool people with tricks.

Let's see what you can do against this general's weapon. If you can't survive, die!"

He roared, rode his horse and rushed forward waving his weapon, intending to kill Wang Xuan on the spot.

(End of this chapter)