Zhang Xuezhou has experienced many high-level techniques, but Zhang Xuezhou has rarely experienced low-level techniques.
If we insist on talking about low-level skills, the doze technique and the ghost-finding technique are the lower-level techniques among Zhang Xuezhou's many techniques.
But compared to these two arts, there must be lower arts in the world.
There are magic arts and martial arts.
If he wants to intersperse private goods, Zhang Xuezhou must find some low-level techniques that are simple and can be practiced successfully.
"After I finish my work with Brother Wuchao at the Royal Court of Yinshan Mountain, I will go to Chang'an City to see if I can get some big-ticket goods in Chang'an City!"
Song Fengying's live streaming platform was too difficult to monetize. Zhang Manqian suggested mixing private goods in martial arts novels, which Zhang Xuezhou deeply agreed with.
Many people will not be interested in a novel that they only read when they are bored, but they will definitely become interested in something that is truly useful.
Whenever they use trumpets to talk nonsense in the comment area and show off the abilities they learned in books, Zhang Xuezhou feels that the result of flocking to them is inevitable.
After all, Zhang Weimeng only charges 10 cents for a chapter of his novel. If you spend a few cents to buy chapter content, you will neither suffer a loss nor be cheated.
What if it is completed?
Like winning a lottery ticket, this may attract many people, especially young people full of dreams and longings.
Zhang Xuezhou lay in the medical tank in the recuperation room, feeling this difficult but rewarding day. It was not until his eyes blurred, and the windows of the pear wood carriage and the face of Wuchao appeared in his eyes that Zhang Xuezhou came back to his senses.
He shook his head vigorously, leaving all the things in reality behind, and quickly entered the state after changing his body.
"Senior brother, have we arrived at the Royal Court?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"I asked people to ride horses all night long. At this time, there are only two hours left to go to the royal court," Wu Chao replied with a frown.
It takes five to seven days for the carriage to travel normally from the Yizhe River Holy Land back to the Royal Court.
Zhang Xuezhou and others walked for seven days on their legs, and then galloped their horses all night long.
In a reckless attack, they cover an extremely long distance, much faster than their normal attack speed.
Zhang Xuezhou opened the window, and the sound of whipping could be heard loudly outside.
As the lightning-fast scene passed by, Zhang Xuezhou discovered that the demon horses pulling the cart in front had been replaced by four riders, and the carriage frame they were riding on had almost lifted off the ground with the help of the attack and magic effects, and had floated to a certain height.
"The wheels and bottom of the carriage have been worn flat, so the distance we traveled this night is a bit far," Zhang Xuezhou said with emotion.
"I just wish I couldn't fly with my wings," Wuchao said solemnly, "If I had arrived at the royal court earlier, I would have been less in danger!"
"Senior brother, don't be too impatient," Zhang Xuezhou comforted.
"I have no choice but to be in a hurry. Even if no one objects, it will take time for me to collect training materials." Wu Chao whispered: "Even if the time is delayed for a moment, my plan may come to nothing and I will eventually have to flee!"
"Senior brother, have you decided where to go in the future?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in a low voice.
"Eight hundred miles to the west from the direction of the royal court, that is the territory of the Great Yuezhi Kingdom. Our evil country has always been at odds with the Great Yuezhi Kingdom and they have been at war all year round. We can effectively avoid tracing there," Wuchao thought after thinking:
"That can be the first country we flee to, and then we can slowly move to other places!"
"Da Yueshi Country?"
Zhang Xuezhou was thoughtful, while Wu Chao communicated with Jinchang in the shadow in a low voice.
As for the journey, Jinchang felt that it didn't matter where he went. What mattered was whether Zhang Xuezhou could quickly step into the true spirit realm with the help of Wuchao's royal resources.
Even Jinchang needed to rely on Wuchao's royal resources.
There were already problems with his cultivation, and Jinchang felt that he needed to take good care of himself.
During the trip to the royal court, Jinchang also hoped that everything would go smoothly.
The low responses were mixed with each other's thoughts and expectations.
Zhang Xuezhou gnawed on a few pieces of dried meat to satisfy his hunger, and after drinking a few sips of water, he began to repeatedly practice the wings of "Yunzhongshu", constantly consuming the resources provided by the royal family of the evil country, and also reducing the weight of the hidden items in the bag.
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"Senior brother, does your royal family have any low-level skills, the kind of skills that ordinary people can practice a few times?"
After some painful training, Zhang Xuezhou also had to wait for the wings to adjust.
Seemingly bored, Zhang Xuezhou thought of Zhang Manqian's advice on getting rich and casually asked about it.
"A technique practiced by ordinary people?"
Wu Chao frowned. He couldn't think of the reason why Zhang Xuezhou raised such a question.
In the absence of Qi, blood and mana, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to come into contact with the technique.
At least among the royal family of the evil country, there is no equivalent to the kind of technique mentioned by Zhang Xuezhou.
"With a complete lack of energy and mana, all abilities can only be called skills." Jinchang said lazily: "If you want to make your fingers more flexible, I have a thread control technique that you can play with.
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"It's for finger training!"
Zhang Xuezhou was rather disappointed.
His purpose in mixing private goods is to let people develop some special little abilities. This kind of ability does not need to be high or strong, as long as it is a little bit special.
But Zhang Xuezhou didn't expect that even Jinchang would decide that there was no corresponding technique that could be practiced when he lacked energy, blood and magic power.
"It seems you don't want to practice your fingers," Jinchang asked curiously, "What do you want?"
"I want an extremely simple cultivation technique, one that can at least produce a little bit of magic power," Zhang Xuezhou said, changing his target.
"Isn't that the method of entry?" Jinchang shook his head and said: "The simpler the method of entry, the more difficult it is to practice. Only the entry method of big sects like us can lower the threshold of practice and make it easier for people to enter!"
"..."
Zhang Xuezhou felt like he had entered an endless loop.
If the body does not have the power of Qi, blood and mana, it is impossible to use magic.
If you want to have the power of blood and magic, you must enter the country.
But even in this land, the cultivators who enter the country are only one in a hundred.
If Zhang Xuezhou wants to use his martial arts novels to contain private goods to get people to enter the country for cultivation, it is almost impossible.
"Do we still need to teach people to make alchemy? But there seems to be instigation and illegality in making alchemy. If something goes wrong..."
The only key to breaking the cycle of death is alchemy. If someone refines the Peiyuan Pill and then breaks through the threshold of cultivation, this may lead to the possibility of entering the country.
Once you have the ability to enter the country, it becomes possible to practice martial arts.
Zhang Xuezhou just thought about all the details involved, and he felt that the probability of using "Dragon Babu" mixed with private goods to sell it was ridiculously low.
Without the payment base, it is almost impossible for Zhang Weimeng to make a fortune from this book.
"Are you thinking that you need to make a living in the Yuezhi Kingdom and want to learn the skills of doing business?"
When Zhang Xuezhou felt that his dream of getting rich was shattered again, he only heard Jinchang ask quietly, which made him nod subconsciously.
"Then you can learn a fake technique!" Jinchang said lazily: "This technique does not require the use of magic power, nor does it require entry!"
"Fake technique? What kind of technique is this?" Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously.
"As the name suggests, fake magic is a fake magic. Most of them use props to complete the magic," Jinchang said: "This kind of magic looks very bluffing, but it is not really useful. The only purpose of its existence is to deceive people!"
"You are talking about fake magic. I have learned a face-changing technique." Wuchao interrupted: "This technique can deceive ordinary people, but in the eyes of practitioners, it can be seen through at a glance. It is no different from wrapping a piece of black cloth around it."
"This is a good skill, senior brother, please teach me!"
Zhang Xuezhou's face was filled with joy, which made Jinchang hiss for a while. He felt that everyone was walking up, thinking about various better cultivation techniques, while Zhang Xuezhou, the kid, was running down, not learning any of them.