Chapter 6 I heard it for the first time
"Understood."
Zhang Rongfang knew it.
At this moment, he lowered his head again and glanced at his attribute column.
'Zhang Rongfang - life 8-9, skill: Observation of Falseness. Available properties: 0. ’
Sure enough, it appeared that he felt a heavy sigh of relief.
As long as it can appear, there is hope!
After learning Guanxu Gong, he quickly found Xiao Qingying's dorm room at around ten in the morning and waited in front of the door.
Cultivation disciple's room is next to the handyman disciple's room, and both are one area.
Xiao Qingying's room is one of the best repaired.
After a while, Xiao Qingying dressed neatly and opened the door with a melancholy expression.
She saw Zhang Rongfang waiting in the corridor outside the door at a glance.
"You are the little Taoist priest arranged for me by my father?"
"Zhang Rongfang has seen Senior Sister." Zhang Rongfang hurriedly saluted. After all, he is only sixteen years old now, and he is really younger than the other party, a small Taoist priest.
"Well, stay away from me, just don't get in my way." Xiao Qingying said bluntly.
It seemed that she didn't recognize the person in front of her at all, it was a strange little Taoist priest she had rescued once before.
She was wearing a white tunic at this time. She was about 1.5 meters tall, with an extremely plump chest curve. With proper maintenance, her complexion was as fair and delicate as milk.
Even a person like Zhang Rongfang, who was used to seeing all kinds of beauties in his previous life, looked slightly sideways.
Although her face is only delicate, her figure does not look like a seventeen-year-old girl at all.
Look no further, he slightly avoided the gaze that fell on the other side. Look over its shoulder.
"From today onwards, I will follow the master's instructions and will always follow you, Senior Sister, please forgive me." He replied earnestly.
"I see, I'm bored." Xiao Qingying waved her hand impatiently.
Zhang Rongfang didn't say more, but when Xiao Qingying went out, he silently followed behind, and the two kept a distance of about five meters.
This distance is not far or near, just enough.
Xiao Qingying was a little impatient at first, she went to the thatched hut and chatted with her best friend, Zhang Rong conveniently stayed away.
went to practice martial arts, Zhang Rong stood aside to watch.
went to eat and walk, and the latter followed quietly, without any sense of existence.
After several days like this, Xiao Qingying slowly thought that he did not exist.
And Zhang Rongfang also enjoys a lot of his own time. When he is free, he can practice familiarity with Guanxu Gong at any time.
Guanxu Gong can be practiced regardless of whether you are walking, sitting or lying down.
While following Xiao Qingying, he was also thinking about where his future path would be.
Now that he has got rid of his status as a handyman disciple, he finally has some spare time to arrange his future.
The Great Spirit has a strict hierarchy, a strict social system, and a very strong military. His status as a fourth-class barbarian, coupled with his Confucian background, it will be difficult to do anything in the future.
Originally, he planned to be a Daoist, but judging from the attitude of his master Xiao Rong, it seems that this path also requires background.
Even his current status as a practicing disciple was forcibly brought up because of Xiao Qingying's light.
In this way, he may also have a lot of restrictions on his Taoist status in the future.
Zhang Rongfang followed Xiao Qingying every day while silently thinking about the future.
Thinking about it, the only way out is to learn martial arts first to protect yourself. Then use attribute abilities, no matter what you do, at least you can ensure personal safety.
This great spirit, he was born a fourth-class barbarian, and could only do coolies, and because he was a descendant of a Confucian household, he was even more targeted. Even if he had other talents in the future, he could only do low-level work.
became Xiao Qingying's sidekick and lived a pretty good life.
Except for being called by Xiao Rong from time to time to inquire about the situation, in other respects, the food has grown to a meal of four white flour steamed buns, a pound of meat, and enough vegetables.
A good diet, plus regular work and rest, for more than ten consecutive days, finally allowed Zhang Rongfang to gradually relax.
His cheeks gradually became ruddy, and his skin was more radiant than before.
The most important thing is that there is heat in the chest and abdomen that can accumulate attribute points.
Another month passed in the blink of an eye.
In the dining hall of Qinghe Palace.
"Hey, I heard that you have really turned into a practitioner?" Fatty Pang sat down opposite Zhang Rongfang with a food tray.
Like him, there are two other handyman disciples.
One plum sour plum, the other Situ Nan.
Li Suanmei has a rough name and a real face. She belongs to the girl who walks on the road and does not attract any attention at first glance.
She came from a peasant family, and her rich peasant father was somewhat patriarchal. In order to reduce taxes and be exempt from military service, he spent a lot of money to send her in.
The same is true for another Situ Nan. The difference from Li Suanmei is that her family is a wealthy businessman, and her name was paid by a poor scholar.
"Why are you here?" Zhang Rongfang raised his head and nodded to the three of them as a greeting.
After came to the Qinghe Palace, the only thing he was familiar with was the three people in front of him. Many news and things were inquired from the three of them.
"We are fellow villagers, Senior Brother Rong Fang, you are now a Senior Brother, you should take care of us in the future." Fatty Pang said with a smile. There was a little bit of sympathy in the smile.
"In addition, Situ has also been promoted. Now he is working in the library, and the deacon master who manages the library is a disciple." He smiled and pointed to Situ Nan next to him.
Zhang Rongfang was not surprised. Among the four of them, Situ Nan was the only one who was most likely to be promoted.
The reason is naturally because of appearance.
Situ Nan has fair skin, good looks, calm and cold personality, and works carefully and carefully. The most important thing is that her family also has money and has opened up a lot of joints.
This kind of disciple, with more offerings, less trouble, and attractive to look at, is a disciple that many masters like.
After Situ Nan sat down, he glanced at Zhang Rong's disciple's robe.
"Rong Fang, if there is anything in the future, we can exchange news."
"Well." Zhang Rongfang nodded, he also meant it.
"I heard that you are following Master Xiao Rong's daughter every day, that Senior Sister Xiao Qingying?" Fatty Pang asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Zhang Rongfang nodded.
He looked around and noticed the gazes of the surrounding handyman disciples, most of them were envious, and there was a little hidden jealousy among them.
I'm afraid many people think that he was promoted to a spiritual disciple after eating shit.
"There will be a meeting in a while, in Shangde Garden, let's go together. They are all practitioners who have been promoted in recent months." Situ Nan invited.
Zhang Rongfang pondered, but agreed. This kind of gathering to keep warm in a group is not rare among the disciples.
If you are lucky, you can exchange many useful messages and secrets.
"it is good."
"Brother Rong Fang, Sister Situ, I really envy you for being promoted so quickly. If there is anything you need to do in the future, just open your mouth." Li Suanmei on the side couldn't help but said.
"Don't worry, I will do my best to help." Situ Nan nodded.
After a meal, the four separated.
Zhang Rongfang is on holiday these days, and Xiao Qingying has to go out with her father Xiao Rong to visit friends, so he has some free time.
Following Situ Nan, the two walked towards Shangde Garden at the rear of Qinghe Palace.
The handyman disciples who met the two of them all bowed their heads to avoid them and took the initiative to salute.
Situ Nan walked ahead, about two steps away.
"Zhang Rongfang, do you know how practitioners can be promoted?"
"I don't know." Zhang Rongfang was also thinking about this issue.
Cultivation disciples go up, that is, they have to be admitted to the door wall by the master and become true disciples.
Only true disciples are eligible to have a Taoist title, and only after that can they be eligible to be promoted to a mage.
"I only found out from the last meeting." Situ Nan said, "In fact, the improvement of disciples mainly depends on the practice of martial arts. Because it is difficult to judge the realm of martial arts practice. Illusion or mental state, no one can tell the truth. False. So the main judgment still depends on the level of martial arts."
"This is the easiest and most intuitive way to judge the level."
Situ Nan's remarks made Zhang Rongfang frown slightly.
He thought about it.
"Now the Daling court martial arts has swept the world, and it has never been invincible. What is the use of majoring in martial arts?"
"The Great Spirit is strong. I heard from the master that my Qinghe Palace belongs to the Daoist Sect, but it is not without rivals. Not to mention the rest of the martial arts schools in Jianghu, the nearby Bailing Temple often sends people to find faults.
There are also passing monks, gangsters on the black list, and robbers from Jiangyang, many of which need to be guarded against. "
Zhang Rongfang has some insight.
"Then what if you can't practice martial arts?"
"Then you can only be skilled in Taoism. When you live to the age of 80 and still be healthy and walk freely, it will naturally prove that your Taoism is in a high state, and you will be able to upgrade your professional title by then." Situ Nan's words are quite realistic. .
Because there is no specific standard for Wenxiu’s conception of virtual power, it is difficult to define personal realm, so it can only rely on martial arts.
In this way, under this system, most of the high-level officials of the Qinghe Palace and even the entire Daoist Sect are probably martial cultivators.
"Wulin, Jianghu, do you know what it's like?" Zhang Rongfang understood and continued to ask.
"I don't know either, but now the Buddhist emperor Damir is in charge of the world's martial arts. Except for the black list and the red list, no one dares to be presumptuous. I am afraid that only those martial arts disciples know these things best.
Alright, here we are. "Situ Nan took Zhang Rongfang into the Shangde Garden.
Enter from the white arch and go all the way along the cobblestone road. From time to time, you can see the stone sculptures of cranes and old turtles in the middle.
Shangde Garden is very large, and there are many districts in it for various purposes.
After a while, there were a few more figures in front of the path the two were walking.
These figures are gathered in a small red pavilion, chatting in a low voice.
Zhang Rongfang was calm and followed Situ Nan towards the past.
Just before taking a few steps, he suddenly felt a heat in his chest and abdomen. A black line suddenly flashed across his eyes.
He was overjoyed and quickly looked down at his arm.
The property bar was immediately revealed.
'Zhang Rongfang - life 9-9, skill: Observing False Gong. Available properties: 1. ’
‘Sure enough! ' Zhang Rongfang had an indescribable expectation in his heart.
He looked at the two yellow plus signs behind Life and Skills, and had an urge to click them right away.
But there are still people around him now, in case the attribute is added, the body is abnormal, and it is discovered, the gain will outweigh the loss.
‘Don’t be in a hurry, you can’t be in a hurry for a while. After a while, go back and study it carefully. ’
Zhang Rongfang suppressed his impulse, raised his head, followed Situ Nan, and stepped forward into the red pavilion.
Kunlun Fire Book synchronization master station, I recommend everyone to take a look~
My disciples are all the funds of the emperor
Kendo is not alone, my heart is like a sword
(end of this chapter)
