Integrating Tian Yuanzi's memory, Xia Haoran knew that the most important words for a cultivator are "law, wealth, couple, and land".
"Dharma" refers to teachings and methods. In layman's terms, it is the mental method and practice method of cultivation. It is the foundation of a practicing person. If you do not have the method, you will practice blindly.
'Wealth' means money. Money is needed for life, and money is needed for practice. Because in the process of practice, some elixirs are usually purchased to assist practice, and these things are often priceless treasures, so there is no equivalent
With a rich material foundation, the path to spiritual practice is very difficult.
The ancients often said: Without wealth, it is not enough to cultivate the Tao.
Rare medicinal materials such as ginseng, polygonum multiflorum, Ganoderma lucidum, and red fruit that we are familiar with have very good effects on both practitioners and ordinary people. However, once these rare medicinal materials come out, even if it only takes a few decades or even
Treasures that are hundreds of years old are priceless but unmarketable, let alone those that are over a thousand years old...
Now, Xia Haoran already possesses the immortal-level five-element secret book of cultivation skills, and the matter of the skills has been solved. As for the lover, we can leave it alone for the time being. At the moment, only wealth is the top priority that needs to be solved first!
How to make money?
Xia Haoran's parents are both ordinary workers in a factory in Lingnan. They live a tight life with a monthly salary that does not provide enough food and clothing. In addition, he is a sick person. Over the years, he has been seeking medical advice.
It cost a lot of money. Not to mention anything else, just seeing a family of three now crowded into a unit of just over 40 square meters illustrates the problem.
You know, whether it's for cultivation or to pick up girls, you need a lot of money. Xia Haoran knows that you can't ask your parents for this money, and they can't get it at all.
Starting a business?
Starting a business first requires start-up capital, and the cycle is too long. This needs to be considered in the long run!
What can create value without incurring any cost? Working for someone else?
Impossible. Simply put, I am still a high school student and have no time and no company would want me. Even if I take the salary I earn from working every month and use it to practice cultivation, it is far from enough.
Feng Shui? No, no, I don’t want to be Mr. Yin Yang;
Number of elephants? No, no, I don’t want to be pointed at and called a magic stick;
Fu Zhuan? No, no, it’s science these days. Who would believe your ghostly drawing of talismans?
Weapon refining? Now is the era of hot weapons. Let’s discuss this later;
Alchemy? When he saw the alchemy chapter, Xia Haoran's eyes suddenly lit up, but then he shook his head in depression.
Now let's not mention that he only has the ninth level of Qi training and is still unable to make elixirs at all. Even if he really cultivates to the point where he can make elixirs, what will happen? Regardless of whether the medicinal materials for elixirs exist or not, this is the 21st century. You
Holding a few pills is not considered a lunatic.
Besides, how can you explain this kind of thing that goes against science?
However, when he thought of the word 'science', Xia Haoran couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Can some of the things that happened to him be explained by 'science'?
"What I need to do now is to start a business without capital and quickly complete my primitive accumulation!"
On the way home, Xia Haoran had been thinking hard about ways to make money and improve his cultivation, but he had no clue.
Back home, Xia Haoran's parents were watching TV. They were very happy to see Xia Haoran back.
"Haoran, you're back. How are you? Can you keep up with your studies?"
"Class officially starts tomorrow, what!" Xia Haoran said with a smile.
After dinner, Xia Haoran returned to his cabin, still thinking about making money.
Suddenly, Xia Haoran's eyes lit up and he slapped his forehead, "By the way, if you want to make money quickly and do a business without capital, there is no other way but to rob banks and gamble!"
But Xia Haoran was confused again. These are all illegal and illegal businesses, especially the former, which must not be touched! After all, he is a cultivator, and he should have his own persistence and principles.
Now that we are living in this world of mortals, we should abide by the laws and regulations of this society. After all, I am not strong enough to disregard the rules.
However, it is okay to consider gambling a little money occasionally to spend money. Xia Haoran thought of the movie "God of Gamblers" that he had seen before, in which the God of Gamblers Chow Yun-fat made tens of millions in one fell swoop.
Don’t you have spiritual consciousness? This is an invincible killer weapon.
When he was in the mountains, Xia Haoran discovered a very good use of his spiritual consciousness. He could use it as his "third eye". Moreover, this eye is very strange, it can "see" more
Something invisible to the naked eye.
"If you use this ability to guess the ratio of dice points, it will be a piece of cake."
In order to make sure nothing goes wrong, Xia Haoran took out the dice from the drawer that he didn't know where he had brought back before. After shaking the dice vigorously a few times, he placed it on the desk with his hand. "It seems to be six o'clock." He glanced at the dice with his spiritual consciousness and said.
.Take your hand away, "Sure enough, it's six o'clock."
After Xia Haoran verified it several times, he felt that it was correct. So, he felt happy again.
The function of this spiritual consciousness is really wonderful. Do you know what other functions it has? Practice more when you have nothing to do. Perhaps, there are more benefits waiting to be discovered by yourself.
Now everything is ready, all it takes is time.
Xia Haoran was happy for a while, took out his high school chemistry book from his school bag, and began to continue his study.
The next day, it was sunny and hot weather again.
In the classroom, teachers from various subjects were working hard to show off their talents. Xia Haoran sat in his seat, listening without any interest. He simply took out his high school chemistry book from his school bag and started reading to himself.
Recess.
"Hey, buddy, did you take the wrong medicine today?"
Tianyuan has been observing Xia Haoran for a long time. He felt strange when he saw that his deskmate had been reading seriously. However, when he found out that Xia Haoran's desk was filled with chemistry books for the first year of high school, the expression on his face was not to mention how strange it was.
It was so enriching that I finally couldn't help but speak.
"I'm not sick, what medicine should I take?" Xia Haoran put down the chemistry book in his hand and gave Tian Yuan a strange look.
This little fat guy's name is Tian Yuan. He is not only Xia Haoran's deskmate, but also the most active boy in the back row of Class 9, Grade 3. Xia Haoran remembered this guy after talking for a while yesterday.
"You didn't take the wrong medicine, and you're not sick!" Tian Yuan pointed at the high school chemistry book and looked at Xia Haoran with suspicion.
"Damn, I'm in my senior year of high school now. Don't you know that my goal is Huaxia University? Reviewing the past and learning the new, do you understand?" Xia Haoran killed Tianyuan a hundred times with his contemptuous eyes.
"Your goal? Hua Xia University?" Tian Yuan's face showed a look that would be weird if he believed you.
"Holy shit, are you looking down on me? Are you looking for Bian?" Xia Haoran deliberately pretended to glare at him with a fierce look.
At this time, the boys in the back row started to boo. What is Class 9 of the 3rd year of high school? It is the absolute bottom among the 3rd year of high school. After all the top students are selected to the fast class, the rest of the students can go to the bottom of the class.
Three universities are considered good. Therefore, they think it is impossible for Xia Haoran to be admitted to Huaxia University.
"Forget it, I'm still going to read comics, so I won't disturb your study!" Tian Yuan smiled, turned around and continued his business.
After Xia Haoran killed Tian Yuan, a loser, several times with his contemptuous eyes, he started his journey of reading again.
"Jingle Bell……"
As the bell rang, the morning class was over. Xia Haoran put down the textbook in his hand, with a satisfied look on his face. At this moment, he felt a very fulfilling feeling! It was a sense of satisfaction, a feeling he had never had before.
A feeling I've never had before.
Lunch is served in the school cafeteria.
The student cafeteria of Hongqi Middle School is quite good. Not only is the decoration magnificent, but the taste is also first-class, which is not comparable to that of ordinary middle schools. Moreover, the food in it is economical and affordable, with a well-balanced mix of meat and vegetables, nutritious and delicious, and a large amount of food. Xia Haoran is
I'm not picky about food, so I eat with gusto.
Across the dining table, Fatty Tianyuan was chewing a piece of braised pork and chattering incomprehensibly.
"Boss, which school are you planning to apply for in the future? Is it really Hua Xia University?" Tian Yuan asked curiously.
Xia Haoran squinted his eyes and said seriously: "Of course, whatever I say to you, boss, will be confirmed. Do you think I'm farting?"
"Hey, the boss is so smart, he must be from Huaxia University." Tian Yuan said.
"Which university do you want to attend?" Xia Haoran asked.
Hearing this, the little fat man said dejectedly: "Thank God that I can get three exams with this score, but my family has already established connections, and I will be able to study in the capital in the future. There are many resources and connections there, and I will get to know more people in the future.
It will be good for me to take over the family business in the future."
"Oh? It turns out he is still a 'second generation', I really didn't notice it." Xia Haoran nodded as if it was serious and said, "What is your family's business?"
Tian Yuan looked embarrassed and said awkwardly: "You are not the second generation, you just do a small business."
Seeing that he didn't want to elaborate, Xia Haoran didn't ask any further questions.
After dinner, when we returned to the classroom, a group of people gathered together again with nothing to do and started bragging all over the world.
In the past, Xia Haoran only had a closed mind due to physical reasons and could not improve his academic performance, so he rarely interacted with others. Now, through practice, he has not only solved his physical problems, but also gained confidence in his studies, so he has automatically opened his heart and enjoyed life.
, plus Tian Yuan, the little fat guy, liked him very much, Xia Haoran was naturally happy to talk nonsense with them.
As long as this person is smart and willing to put in the effort, he can learn anything one step faster than ordinary people. So with Xia Haoran's hard work and his keen insight, he even made witty remarks from time to time, making everyone burst into laughter.
There was a roar, and soon a group of people started to fight.
In the next few days, Xia Haoran spent the whole day studying on his desk. He knew that his foundation was poor, and if he took a test now, it would undoubtedly be devastating.
At the dinner table, Xia Haoran told his mother that there was a class meeting on Friday night and he might come back later. The senior high school courses are very heavy, and the school requires boarding students to attend evening self-study from 7 to 9 pm. Xia Haoran lives at home and is considered a dormitory student.
, naturally it is not within this limit.
In the room, Xia Haoran thought to himself, tomorrow is Friday, and he will go gambling tomorrow night. He couldn't help but feel excited. I wonder if the thing can be done?