Wang Fu succeeded in refining the elixir. He broke through the bottleneck he had been stuck in for a long time and was in a good mood.
As the saying goes, being still and thinking about movement...
Wang Fu was planning to go out for a walk and happened to meet a group of old friends.
Several roommates who were together have now passed their five-year freshman period and have gone their separate ways.
Tie Qingfa naturally went to the Alchemy Workshop, and Jiang Qianfan asked for a Dharma letter, and was sent by the Taoist temple to station along the river to take care of the family's business nearby.
Among the four, Lu Hansheng and Tu Dayou are the most talented. They are already in the Yangguan Triple Layer realm and can rush into Qu.
One of them is in the dining hall, and the other is in the classics pavilion. They are respectively responsible for purchasing ingredients, copying books and other matters. At the same time, they are also working hard to practice.
Wang Fu first visited Tu Dayou. He was a Yangguan Santie and a Taoist disciple. His assigned position was quite lucrative and he could also take care of his father's business. He didn't have to worry about his family affairs.
In fact, for a disciple like him who graduated from Nigendo, he has a noble position and is someone who controls money but does not work. No one will say anything if he practices behind closed doors all day long.
When Wang Fu found him, there were several Taoist priests from the dining hall who were saying good things to him and giving him gifts, obviously trying to build relationships.
"Everyone, get down!"
Tu Dayou dismissed a few people and quickly greeted Wang Fu warmly, "Why are you here?"
"Let's see if your cultivation level has declined."
Tu Dayou knew that Wang Fu was being polite, so he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Forget it, only after leaving Erjian Hall did you know how much preferential treatment you received during the freshman period?"
"Not to mention anything else, it's really painful to buy Dian Ling Tea, Cao Wu Dan, etc. with my own salary."
The salary of his current position is not small, and it is more than enough to be a rich man in his hometown. However, it is far from enough to purchase the materials needed for practice.
Although Tu Dayou's experience was short, he also knew that the Taoist temple's arrangement was nothing more than a cold treatment.
These people are just observing in their current positions. If they can break through and enter the song, they can make other arrangements.
Once you get older and are still in the Yang Guan realm, you have to gradually eliminate it. When you get old, you can only provide for yourself.
"Hey, with my salary alone, I can't help but feel shameless. I ask my family for money. Five grass-rooted pills every month. Any more will be gone, let alone any magic weapon."
Tu Dayou shook his head repeatedly, "I won't mention it anymore, I won't mention it anymore. It's hard for you to come here. I'll ask someone to arrange a table. The season is just right recently, and the cattle and sheep are fat. You have to try it."
Wang Fu didn't come here just to eat.
He began to think about the future. Now that he was a disciple of Ding Zhang Palace, it was obviously impossible for him to fight alone.
The monarch, his ministers and his envoys must pay attention to coordination and balance when refining elixirs, and the same is true for doing things and being a good person.
Wang Fu must cultivate some confidants. Others cannot be trusted. Only brothers who have slept with him are trustworthy.
"It's great. I have fifty grass-rooted elixirs here, as well as a secret elixir."
Tu Dayou was so excited that he stood up and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wang Fu.
"Listen to me first."
"These elixirs count as my investment. If you can get into Qu, that's fine. If you can't, this will be the last time. From now on, we brothers will do the same."
Tu Dayou fell silent. He understood what Wang Fu meant. If these elixirs were given to him, he would not be able to join the music and would not be of much use. He would have to die in his current position.
"There is also this secret pill, which is used to break through when entering the song. If you don't have enough other required materials, you can ask me for help."
Tu Dayou was silent for a long time, until he missed the meal, and was in an extreme struggle inside.
During these days, although his practice had been hindered, he still had some real power. The Taoists around him all flattered and fawned over him, and he felt a little arrogant for a while.
It wasn't until Wang Fu's visit today that Tu Dayou realized that he and his old friend had grown too far apart.
When I think of that night, the strange boy pushed open the door and entered the room, wrapped in night and moonlight, the scene was as vivid as yesterday.
Tu Dayou felt an impulse in his heart. He reached out and took away all the elixirs, "Wang Fu, please wait for my news."
With so many elixirs, it would be enough for him to eat. If it didn't work, he would kill Tu Dayou headlong.
Wang Fu nodded. He was not cruel. During this trip to Gushan, he saw how many ghosts there were and how powerful they were. Once a ghost disaster broke out, even Yunyang Temple would not be able to survive alone.
In the future, he will go up step by step to become a heavenly master and become an immortal. If his old friends cannot keep up, it is not impossible to arrange a safe place for them to retire.
Tu Dayou had a choice and he was not disappointed.
Then there is Lu Hansheng...
This county magistrate works in Dianji Pavilion and does not live in the Taoist temple. Instead, he travels to nearby towns and lives with his family.
The only regret is that Magistrate Lu refused to come and clung to his official title.
"If I'm not an official, what will you eat there?"
Magistrate Lu replied to his son like this. He is a typical corrupt official who wants money rather than his life.
He came from a family of officials and knew the power of knowledge, so he spent money to smoothen relationships and was assigned to the Classics Pavilion.
The so-called Classics Pavilion naturally does not have any secret manuals of exercises or secret techniques. Those are all secrets of each family and will not be passed on to the outside world.
Although there are many books, they are all Taoist classics, including broken stone tablets, moldy bamboo slips, broken and scattered pages, etc.
Slightly valuable jade slips, gold inscriptions, etc. were all taken away and treasured by senior officials under pretexts.
Therefore, Lu Hansheng also had a hard job. He was responsible for organizing manpower, cleaning the library, and drying wet books on sunny days. He also had to copy books and re-copy those ancient books that were rotten to the point of falling apart.
When Wang Fu found him, Lu Hansheng was still in the study, meditating.
"Still working hard!"
Lu Hansheng smiled and said, "Wang Fu, you are such a popular figure recently, why do you have time to come here?"
"No matter how famous you are, there are always old friends. Can you come over and visit me?"
“Welcome.”
Lu Hansheng's condition is obviously better than that of Tu Da. He has already planned for the future, which is to follow Wang Fu and hug this thigh tightly.
For him, the position in Dianji Pavilion is just a springboard.
He has to practice patiently and wait for the breakthrough opportunity to enter the song. Once he enters the song, he can follow Wang Fu to do things.
When Wang Fu talked to him, he didn't need to be muddled and directly gave out Cao Wu Dan and Shen Ling Dan.
Caowu Dan is taken daily for practice, and Shenling Dan is a new elixir with unique medicinal properties, which can be used to break through the bottleneck of music.
"Wang Fu, you are so helpful, I, Lu Hansheng, won't say anything."
Lu Hansheng bowed his hands to Wang Fu and said nothing.
"Qianfan, over there at Qingfa, we often go there to greet you, so you don't have to worry."
Lu Hansheng did not forget to tell Wang Fu.
Wang Fu nodded. The two of them were on top of each other and had little hope of joining the music industry in the future. However, they had a friendship and should take care of them as much as possible.
It has to be said that Lu Hansheng inherited his father's style in terms of human relations and sophistication, and he did everything well.
When Wang Fu left the Dianji Pavilion, he looked at the blue sky and white clouds, feeling dazed for a while, and felt melancholy in his heart, but still...fading away.