Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

After bidding farewell to Wu Datong and Wu Xiaoxu, Lu Xuan did not go home to practice, nor did he go outside to pick up trash or eavesdrop on the school.

The first two are due to lack of time, and the latter is because Donghai High School only has one training class a week, and there is no need to attend general cultural classes.

Lu Xuan followed the navigation on his mobile phone and walked all the way to Shangcheng District, and finally stood in front of a tall building.

Donghai City Supervision Office Building.

Every city has one. It has the function of maintaining law and order, and it also has the power to manage practitioners!

Of course, it’s more like ‘service’ than ‘management’ in normal times.

These are what Lu Xuan learned from the Internet. According to several posts on the Internet, after becoming a practitioner, you can receive a 'monthly allowance' from the local inspection office.

I don’t know how much it costs specifically, but I guess it’s around 1,800 yuan, right?

A look of pure expectation appeared in Lu Xuan's eyes, and he swallowed. Eighteen hundred yuan is enough to pick up soda cans for more than half a month!

Without hesitation, Lu Xuandang strode out towards the Supervision Office building. Many passers-by around him looked at him in surprise.

After all, this is an uptown area, and even ordinary civilians are well-dressed, but this boy is dressed in tatters, but it's okay and clean.

Passers-by cast curious glances, but there was no emotion of disdain in them, just confusion.

Donghai High School is the best high school in Donghai City, and it is also one of the few middle schools that offers spiritual classes.

In the principal's office, Lu Xiuyuan took a sip of tea and wandered leisurely, while the principal of Donghai High School opposite him put down the phone with a strange look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Lu Xiuyuan asked with a smile.

"It was a call from someone from Longque Technology, saying they were going to jointly organize some kind of student aid activity for poor students."

The principal smiled bitterly and said:

"I don't know what these big shots think. Right, Mr. Lu, this group of high school sophomores have also started to really practice, right? Are there any good ideas?"

"Let's just leave it like that." Lu Xiuyuan said calmly: "The one who really shines is called Yan Jiangxue, but that girl hardly talks on weekdays and should not be approached by strangers."

"Yan Jiangxue" the principal shrank his neck: "I know this student has a very big background. He was originally sent to school by the director of the Ultra-Ancient Research Institute under Longque Technology in our city."

After a pause, he recalled and said:

"You haven't seen that the director of the research institute doesn't treat him like a junior. He is almost respectful."

"Oh?" Lu Xiuyuan was a little surprised, but then he was relieved: "Let me just say, that student has a very deep foundation. I'm afraid he has been practicing all kinds of natural and earthly treasures since he was a child. How could such a person come to Donghai City?"

The principal shrugged:

"I don't know, but it's normal. People like you live in Donghai City and teach in my school. What else is impossible?"

After a pause, he smiled and said:

"Okay, I still have to make arrangements. The supervisor of Longque Technology named him and said that he would arrange for a poor student named Lu Xuan to enter school. I guess this child is not easy. You can help guide him personally when the time comes. Is it okay to practice and [open the door] in person?”

"I don't care." Lu Xiuyuan stood up and said, "I'm not interested in the affairs of those consortiums. I just teach and educate people. Who is teaching is not teaching, and who is educating is not educating?"

The principal was obviously relieved:

"What you usually hate the most is the consortium. I'm not worried."

"What I hate is the senior management of the consortium. This has nothing to do with the children."

"Yes, yes, you said yes."

"correct."

Lu Xiuyuan seemed to have remembered something and spoke slowly:

"It just so happens that Longque Technology is doing something to help poor students with their education. I also want to send a child from Xiacheng District to school, is that okay?"

"You have the final say." The principal said cheerfully: "What's the child's name? I'll make arrangements in advance."

Lu Xiuyuan shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands:

"have no idea."

"Don't know?" The principal was stunned.

"Yeah, I really don't know. I'll ask him next time I see him. He's a good boy." Lu Xiuyuan stood up and said, "Okay, I also have to go to the Supervision Office, so I won't talk about it anymore."

"Master Lu, let me see you off." The principal stood up quickly.

"No need, I'm just a bad teacher in school, and you are the superior. Why would you send me away?"

The principal responded with a wry smile, not daring to say anything else.

Chen Xiaoyu sat at her workstation bored, yawning.

Working in the Supervisory Office is decent, but it's not a battle. I'm just a clerk at the front desk, so boring is really boring.

She twisted her butt, and after making sure that no one was paying attention to her, she carefully took out her phone and turned on the pleasant and exciting "Glory of the Cultivator".

After successfully losing another team battle, Chen Xiaoyu stared blankly at the animation of his base exploding, and slapped the table angrily.

"Damn it!"

she muttered.

"Hello."

The sudden sound startled Chen Xiaoyu. She hid her phone in a panic and looked up with a sad face.

What caught his eye was a young man whose clothes were simple and even somewhat shabby. However, the young man was surprisingly clean, had a handsome face, and frighteningly bright eyes.

"Hello, you, you, you!" Chen Xiaoyu's face turned slightly red and she spoke in a low voice.

Lu Xuan didn't pay attention to the side glances from the passers-by, and just smiled gently:

"I would like to ask if I can receive subsidies after becoming a practitioner?"

Chen Xiaoyu blinked her eyes, struggling to get her mind out of the young man's clean and good-looking face, and stammered:

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I've only been on the job for two days, so I'm not very clear. Let me look through the manual first!"

"Okay." The young man was not impatient, but responded gently.

After tinkering for a long time, Chen Xiaoyu finally raised his head and whispered:

"Yes! Yes! After becoming a practitioner, there is a corresponding monthly allowance, which is paid according to the level of cultivation!"

After a pause, she explained in detail:

"The manual only records the allowances for each level of the nine stages of building the Jade Tower. The first level of skin-tempering realm warriors can receive 10,000 monthly allowances, the second level of bone-forging realm great warriors can receive 20,000, and the third level of marrow training can A realm martial artist is worth 30,000, and by analogy, a great master in the ninth orifice realm can receive 90,000!"

After a pause, she saw that the boy seemed to be easy to talk to, so she said with a smile:

"But to be honest, no practitioner seems to pay attention to the subsidy. It is too little for them, and it is not enough to fill their teeth!"

Saying that, Chen Xiaoyu stretched out two fingers and twisted them together to show that the money was really very small.

‘Gudong! ’

However, Lu Xuan swallowed and was a little dazzled. Ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand... so many!

He felt a little uneasy. What level was he at now? A warrior in the skin tempering realm?

Immediately, Lu Xuan asked softly:

"Excuse me, do I need to be certified before receiving the subsidy?"

"Yes, yes!" Chen Xiaoyu said quickly: "After being certified by the Supervision Office, the system will update the relevant information, and you can enjoy the benefits and benefits."

Don't wait for her to finish speaking.

"Tell your receptionist to come out and see me."

A middle-aged man stood in front of the counter at some point and said impatiently:

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"

Chen Xiaoyu tilted her head slightly and said politely:

"Sir, please go to the queue and I will deal with yours after I finish dealing with this gentleman's problem."

'boom! ’

The middle-aged man didn't even look at Lu Xuan. He slapped his hand on the counter, making a dull sound and causing the entire counter to shake.

"I told you, I'm in a hurry. You're going to make me queue up behind the muddy legs, right?"

Chen Xiaoyu's face turned pale with fright, and he hesitated. Some staff in the distance noticed the situation here. A young man wanted to step forward to deal with it, but was pulled by an old man beside him and warned:

"You don't have any eyesight at all? That is the owner of the White Elephant Martial Arts School, a master martial artist at the third level of training! He is famous for his bad temper. Are you going to cause trouble for yourself?"

The young man was a little unconvinced:

"So what's going on? This is the Supervision Office, which is responsible for supervising public security and managing practitioners!"

"Are you crazy?"

The old man slapped the young man on the head:

"Although the Supervisory Office says it has the power to manage practitioners, but again, instead of saying 'management', it is better to say 'service' or 'serve'."

The young man was stunned, his eyes somewhat losing their luster.

Serve serve.

He lowered his head in frustration and took back his steps.

On the other side, Chen Xiaoyu's eyes were a little red at this time. She hadn't even finished memorizing the employee handbook, so naturally she didn't know how to deal with this situation.

The middle-aged man became obviously impatient and snorted in his nose, just when he was about to continue saying something.

"Hello."

Lu Xuan said seriously and politely:

"Quining in line has always been a natural thing. It is the most basic courtesy. It has nothing to do with whether I have a weak leg or not. So, please wait for me to finish my work, or you can go to another counter, okay?"

There was a slight silence in the hall.