My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 184 Chapter 184

The two chatted for a while, and Zhang Rongfang discovered that Zhang Qingzhi seemed to come from an extraordinary background.

Judging from his speech and behavior, this person has a gentle temperament and pays great attention to the feelings of others.

And when communicating with the rest of the Taoists of Tianbao Palace, the attitude of the rest of them towards him is also quite subtle.

Especially from some older Taoists, it can be seen that they seem to have a special recognition for Zhang Qingzhi.

After chatting and going back.

After a light meal at noon. A few more people came to the waiting hall, obviously they all participated in the activity of asking teachers together.

Two o'clock in the afternoon, finally. Including Zhang Rongfang, a total of nine people were led to a quiet room in a side hall of Tianbao Palace.

The quiet room is very large, the size of two basketball courts.

There is a white wall around, and above the head is a colorful picture of the gods worshiping Tianzun.

In the middle of the room, there are three futons.

Sitting on the futon were three old Taoists who looked white-haired and immortal.

Zhang Qingzhi led everyone into the quiet room, and waited quietly, waiting for the result.

Everyone handed their discs to a group of people at the side, and then handed them to three questioners to check one by one.

"Poverty Daoist Han Ru, Daoist name Ling Guang, is short of a Taoist alchemist. Those who are interested can come here by themselves, and see the board exam." Dao Yikun on the far left said loudly.

She slowly took a wooden sign from the back, on which were written the points that needed to be assessed.

"Poverty Taoist Zhou Xingzu, Taoist name Pingyang, there are two stewards of the medicine collection garden, anyone who is interested can come."

An old Taoist in the middle spoke leisurely.

The remaining Taoist looked the oldest.

"The poor Taoist Yan Qingfan, whose Taoist name is Feiyang, lacks one person in charge of Nongxing."

The three of them didn't even look at the others. After speaking, they took out the wooden sign from behind and put it in front of them, then continued to meditate and practice literary skills.

Leave everyone to look at me and look at you, and go forward to study the assessment content on the wooden sign.

Zhang Rongfang shook his head inwardly.

He came here to find the secret medicine, Mi Lin Chalcedony. Not here to serve people.

He has no time to waste.

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Between the huge Taoist palaces.

With his hands behind his back, Yue Dewen slowly patrolled the entire palace complex.

He always wears a kind smile on his face, smiling like a wealthy idler or a shopkeeper of a restaurant.

His chubby belly was as soft as a ball, and when he patted it himself from time to time, it would make a muffled sound.

With such an image, on the street, no one would equate him with the current head teacher of Zhen Dao Sect.

But he is.

Since he took charge of Daoism, the whole religion has developed rapidly and flourished day by day.

And because he does not fight with others, he advocates being loyal to the emperor and serving the country. Only literary skills are the main ones.

Therefore, Emperor Ling admired him and gave him many supports.

It's just that these developments are good, but Yue Dewen always has a worry in his heart.

In Tianbao Palace, the shade of trees forms the road.

He has his hands behind his back, a purple Taoist robe, a jade branch lock wen red belt around his waist, and a bronze mirror carved with dragons and phoenixes in the shape of Yin and Yang Tai Chi on his chest.

The side of the bronze mirror is also engraved with the detailed scriptures of the Taixuan Sutra of Longevity.

Just looking at his style, his attire is enough to teach him.

but.

"Old man." Yue Dewen looked up at the sky and sighed, "Tell me, the whole country selects Taoist boys of the right age, and hundreds of thousands of disciples have been practicing literary arts for so many years, why can't they just find a second Xiaozhi? "

"You ask me, how do I know?" A cold old man's voice came from nowhere.

"I've thrown that kid away to welcome guests. After two years of welcoming guests, why is he still as virtuous???" Yue Dewen sighed, his face showing sadness.

"So you should go ahead and find the second disciple. Don't pin all your hopes on that kid." The old man replied coldly.

"Sanqing is above, is it possible that this is really the Daoist sect that is going to kill me? I have been teaching for so many years, and I can't even find a golden core below twenty-five.

After this, how to meet the underground generations of headmasters? "Yue Dewen shook his head and sighed.

So far, he has only found Zhang Qingzhi in the entire Daoist sect. He is now twenty-two and has reached the Golden Core cultivation level.

Although it is a pure text repair, but there are masters from Xuehong Pavilion to take care of it, so there is no problem.

But Zhang Qingzhi's talent is terrifying, but there is one biggest problem.

This problem is not resolved, the future

Yue Dewen felt helpless.

If it wasn't for the sect's unique knowledge, this rigid rule was necessary, why did he end up here, suffering so much.

"Recently, the Eastern and Western sects have been fighting together. How is the situation? Will it affect our Tianbao Palace?

Our Tianbao Palace is a weak Taoist, can't stand a beating? If any Huashen Daxiu is injured, the Twelve Pavilion Masters of your Xuehong Pavilion will bear the responsibility of the country! "

Reining in his thoughts, Yue Dewen asked casually.

"Hehe." The cold old man didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Old Dou, as the Great Pavilion Master, the third greatest master in the world, and the number one spiritual general of the royal family, don't you want to help our old friend? Dongzong is so cruel, if he dies and retaliates, he will be accused of hurting our Tianbao Palace." You can't afford it." Yue Dewen said sternly.

"I'll be a ghost if I believe in you!" Having been together for decades, Lao Dou has long since disbelieved any words from this guy's mouth.

"I'm serious." Yue Dewen dissatisfied, "Fifty years, I have been in charge for fifty years, so many years, which sentence is false?"

"Are you still number two in the world?! Who can beat you except Damir?? Are you ashamed to say that?" Lao Dou immediately retorted.

"But I'm not a spirit general? Look, I'm ninety-six years old, and with my level of spiritual transformation, I think I'll live another ten years.

God is pitiful, His Majesty still doesn't allow me to turn into a spirit general. This is trying to kill my old life.

I also want to live as an old turtle like you, Laodou."

"I'm a turtle, you ****!!"

"Don't swear! It's wrong to swear. As a grand master, you have to be tolerant." Yue Dewen buttoned his earwax, flicked his fingers, and flew several meters away.

"It was you who scolded me first!"

"That's all right, all right, I'm not as knowledgeable as you. My Daoism values ​​harmony, the way of nature, the way of harmony, and it's all in one mind. You're such a rough warrior, and you're going to lower my grade by caring about you."

"I fuck you!"

Old Dou became angry again, cursing at Yue Dewen.

On the contrary, after Yue Dewen let out the suffocation in his heart, he felt much more comfortable. He couldn't hear his old friend scolding at all, hummed a little song, and continued to inspect the safety of the Taoist palace slowly.

Yes.

He has nothing to do all day long, except for cultivating literary skills, he just runs around to ensure the safety of the Dao Palace.

On the surface, he is a weak Taoist leader.

In fact, he is the current Great Spirit, second only to Emperor Damir's second greatest master in the world.

People from the True One Sect and the Black Ten Sect are not enough to watch.

Except for the part of the generals who worshiped the gods, the rest were not his favorites.

Of course, even though the grand master is strong, it is difficult to kill Lingluo.

But it doesn't matter, who made him the royal choice?

In addition to his status as a grand master, he is also a real immortal granted by the royal family, and members of the entire royal family will consult him on the way of longevity from time to time.

So if he wanted to die, he only needed to say hello.

Slowly walking to Jianxu Hall, Yue Dewen opened the window, and saw at a glance the activity of Daoist asking teachers going on inside.

This kind of activity of asking teachers is generally only used on many Taoists who come from various Taoist palaces to study.

These Taoists come from all over the world. They are ambitious, capable, and able to do things. They are generally welcomed by all halls and departments of Tianbao Palace.

Of course, they also have disadvantages.

The disadvantage is that such foreign Taoists are generally older. Lack of potential.

However, through the window, when Yue Dewen glanced over the few people participating in the questioning, he suddenly saw that his apprentice Zhang Qingzhi was also there.

Immediately I lost my temper.

At this time in the hall.

Zhang Rongfang was thinking about whether to expose his true literary skills.

Mainly because it can't be explained properly.

If there is a way to explain his age, he will be Jindan. Well, it will definitely be easy in the future.

It's a pity not. In this case, I can only reduce my cultivation base, and only say that I should be fine when I reach rank five to form alchemy.

Didn't you hear what Zhang Qingzhi said just now? At his age, one of the most powerful geniuses in Tianbao Palace is now a five-rank alchemy.

But in this way, will it affect his plan for a quick promotion in the future?

Zhang Rongfang hesitated in his heart.

The information obtained is still too little.

In such a hopeless world, he must be extremely careful, especially since this place is so close to Lingting.

In case someone discovers his abnormality, he will be caught and sliced.

Think about those weird and mysterious esoteric religions, idols, and spirits. Who knows how many secrets this world still hides?

Immediately, Zhang Rongfang was still uncertain about whether to expose his cultivation.

He glanced at the three teachers.

Instead of going directly to accept the examination, he leaned towards Zhang Qingzhi who was waiting at the side.

He has found out that this guy is very easy to talk to. It is enough to use it if it can be used.

"Brother Dao, you just said that at my age, I can be considered a genius, right?"

He looked familiar, approached Zhang Qingzhi and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Qingzhi felt that he was not that familiar with him, but he was always thin-skinned, so he couldn't ignore it.

Anyway, the two of them just chatted for a while.

"That's true, what's the matter? Junior brother wants to follow the path of Wen Gong?"

"Exactly." Zhang Rongfang nodded earnestly, "Then can I ask. This literary talent is good, the realm is high, what benefits does it have?"

"Benefits?" Zhang Qingzhi thought for a while, "I do less work every month and receive more money, does that count?"

"Forget it! Why not count it!" Zhang Rongfang clapped his hands, and he looked around, "Is there any benefit?"

Zhang Qingzhi looked at him helplessly.

"I can freely exchange literary skills with other major repairs every day, does this count? And occasionally I can receive invitations to health tea parties from outside nobles. Of course, I will give money and benefits."

"What about safety? We Wenxiu are weak ordinary people. If something happens, what should we do after that?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.

"Well, of course there are special expert guards. Our Tianbao Palace has permanent Xuehong Pavilion experts stationed there every year. It's just that we usually don't have access to it." Zhang Qingzhi was a little helpless.

This shadow asked around, but didn't say what he wanted to do.

"Is that so?" Zhang Rongfang thought for a while. "If I am nineteen years old, and Wengong is also in the alchemy stage, what kind of treatment will I be treated?"

He still asked.

Finally asked out.

Zhang Qingzhi looked at him.

"Junior brother, you better stop joking with me. No one will believe your dish.

You are already thirty years old, so stop pretending to be nineteen. "

He shook his head helplessly.

"Thirty-year-old alchemy stage, fourth-rank martial arts, after advanced training, you can develop well when you go back. But junior brother must remember not to forge benefits and forge the identity of the Taoist disk."

Zhang Qingzhi persuaded with a good temper.

In fact, he had secretly mentioned the other party when he was chatting in Xiaoshulin before.

But the other party just didn't respond.

Until now, he finally said the words.

"." The smile on Zhang Rongfang's face froze instantly.

He looked at the other person's face, then touched his own.

"Would you believe me if I said that I'm actually a Jindan Qi?" He raised his head and looked at Zhang Qingzhi.

"Brother, let me just say it clearly. Are you in your 30s or 40s? The Jindan period is fine. I'll go back and ask my uncle and them. I should be able to get a good job. But at this age, you are really Stop messing around." Zhang Qingzhi said patiently.

"." Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes, does he look so middle-aged? ? ? !

"But I'm really nineteen years old." He looked into Zhang Qingzhi's clear eyes, as if emphasizing it again.

But this sentence suddenly couldn't be said.

Because he suddenly remembered that every time a point was added to the attribute bar, a large amount of practice memory was poured into his mind.

If those memories are really time-consuming cultivation, then the traces reflected in his body's bone age may also be true!

‘Could it be that I’m really thirty or almost forty? ? ? '

Zhang Rongfang suddenly had this terrible idea in his heart.