In Professor Lu's courtyard, two figures walked back and forth, and there was a sound of clashing weapons.
Suddenly, the two separated violently.
"Junior Brother Wang, I accept the offer."
The tall and handsome boy, the sixth disciple of Professor Lu, held his hand slightly reserved.
As for Wang Fu, he cupped his fists and returned the greeting, "Thank you, Senior Brother Lang, for your guidance."
A handsome boy named Lang Xiaochen taught Wang Fu the art of qi warfare during this period.
Before Teacher Lu left the temple, he was worried that Wang Fu's practice would be affected, so he specifically asked his six disciples to be responsible for giving guidance and practice.
Lang Xiaochen also had a generous temper and was happy to give Wang Fu advice and exercise his muscles.
Professor Lu was born as a soldier, and his disciples, in addition to practicing magic, must practice weapons and develop unique fighting patterns.
As for fists and kicks?
According to Professor Lu, a fight between girls is no more effective than scratching the face and kicking the crotch.
Lang Xiaochen was a third-level practitioner, not far from entering the music field, and his skills were even more proficient, so he was more than capable of giving guidance to Wang Fu.
Today was no exception. The two sides fought for ten rounds, and Wang Fu lost.
Of course, this is limited to the Qi Warfare level. If Wang Furu uses other means, the outcome is hard to say.
"Senior Brother Lang, I'm leaving today."
Wang Fu left the courtyard, thinking that if he moved out alone and had an independent room, he would also buy some equipment for practice.
There is also Professor Qi Wu. In the past, when drawing talisman paper, they were all simple talismans. Paper, pen, and cinnabar were a trivial matter. But now that they have come into contact with the Thunder Killing Talisman, the consumption has suddenly gone up. You can’t just use other people’s talismans.
of.
After all, as your cultivation level increases, the corresponding consumption will also increase.
Wang Fu has been worried recently. There is always no income. What will happen if this continues?
He also found out that other disciples relied on family subsidies, or they found fellow disciples who had enough money to help them.
The situation of the disciples during the entry inspection period is similar, they can only get out but not get in.
If the five-year period is exceeded, the situation will be much better. Those who are registered as Taoists will directly have hard-core crops. The Taoist temple will regularly distribute money and clothing, and practice subsidies. They will not have to worry about food and drink, and the harvest will be guaranteed during drought and floods.
No matter how unlucky he is, he can still earn an income by being assigned to various places as stewards.
Wang Fu has only been here for half a year and can only eat his own food.
"Sad!"
After walking only a few steps, I saw Tu Dayou running over, panting, and his eyes were bright.
"Wang Fu, hurry up, come and help!"
Wang Fu said nothing, waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's talk as we walk."
On the way, Tu Dayou told Wang Fu that it was Lu Hansheng who was in trouble this time.
This county magistrate has recently been seeing a certain senior brother who is registered in the Sanqing Hall, and he has been interacting with him quite frequently.
Wang Fu was not in the dormitory these days and did not notice anything unusual, but Tu Dayou said that Lu Hansheng returned to the dormitory very late and often looked bad.
Some people in the same class even saw Lu Hansheng and the other party broke up on bad terms and had a quarrel.
"You also know that the Sanqing Palace is a loser. They have eyes on the top of their heads and they always look down on our Leihuo Palace."
"Lu Hansheng was so eager to fawn over me. I couldn't stand it at first, but as time went by, I came to understand his difficulties."
Among the four people in their dormitory, only Wang Fu Yiqi Juechen is the most likely to be registered as a naturalized disciple and become an official disciple of Yunyang Temple. The other three have limited qualifications. The best result is to retain them and arrange a small or medium-sized one.
Position.
If the performance is too poor, they will be expelled from the Taoist temple and lose face.
"Hey, the neighborhood is getting more and more uneasy. The remnants of the ghost tribe are swarming everywhere, killing people."
"The official Taoist priests in the Taoist temple are fighting fires everywhere, but they are short of manpower. How can they escape?"
"If you can become a formal disciple, if your hometown encounters a ghost disaster in the future, with this status, you may be able to save your clan members and fellow villagers."
Tu Dayou sighed, their family was rich or noble, they were not ordinary people, and they knew some secrets of the upper class.
As sons, they can all pass on the inheritance, but they have to worship at Yunyang Temple to practice and become monks.
The purpose behind this is to protect yourself and pass on the family business.
Yunyang Temple is a golden sign. If you can gain connections, you can protect your family's long-term prosperity.
But the premise is that you must become an officially registered disciple before you can be considered a member of Yunyang Temple.
"Lu Hansheng and Tie Qingfa went to pay each other money today, but they were detained."
"The other party is an officially registered senior, and the people who defrauded Lu Hansheng of money are all his followers."
"That senior brother refused to give face and scolded Lu Hansheng in front of everyone. More and more people were watching. Lu Hansheng has never suffered a loss since he was a child, and now he can no longer hold face."
"My strength is low and I can't help. I can only come here to ask you for help."
Tu Dayou explained and quickly brought Wang Fu to the scene.
There were a large number of disciples around, and they were moving east and west, making the surrounding area suffocating.
However, the unpleasant yelling and cursing still penetrated the crowd and penetrated into the ears.
"My surname is Lu, you can be considered a disciple of an official family. You should know the rules of the scene, so why do you behave in such a vulgar and vulgar way?"
"Listen, you have to pay for the expenses of entrusting people to do things, and now you want to go back?"
"Isn't it funny?"
Several introductory disciples from Sanqing Hall gathered around a formal disciple and blocked Lu Hansheng in the middle of the road. He was unable to advance or retreat, and was in a dilemma.
The formal disciples were arrogant and scolded Lu Hansheng wantonly in public without giving him any face.
Lu Hansheng's face was ashen, and anger was building up in his heart.
When he first started, he was bewitched and went to the Sanqing Hall, spending a lot of money to open the joints. He found these people.
After more than half a year, Lu Hansheng saw the situation clearly and knew that he had been tricked. The other party was treating him like a fat sheep and slaughtering him. They never gave him the right words and were unambiguous in asking for money.
Until now, Lu Hansheng changed his mind and planned to invest in Wang Fu instead.
Wang Fu built a Dharma altar to raise talismans. This incident stimulated Lu Hansheng and he realized that his roommate had a bright future.
Although Wang Fu refused everyone to pool money, Lu Hansheng knew that there would definitely be a lot of money to spend in the future.
Although his father was a county magistrate, his resources were limited. He could just eat, drink and have fun as a libertine, but when it came to the high-end practice of spiritual practice, he was a bit stretched.
Otherwise, the disciples of the Sanqing Palace across from him are also from wealthy families, and they would even defraud him of his money. Isn’t it because there are too many places to spend money?
In order to transfer to Sanqing Palace, Lu Hansheng was extorted from him for half a year, equivalent to tens of thousands of taels of silver.
The county magistrate's father was afraid of accepting bribes, and my mother sold her parents' paddy fields as part of their dowry. This was all they could get together. They originally wanted a good way out.
Now, Lu Hansheng has figured out that instead of going to the Sanqing Palace, investing directly in Wang Fu might still make a difference.
As a result, after finding the other party, he was spat in the face.
That registered disciple usually only received benefits and never showed up. This time, he was like a cat with hairy fur. Catching Lu Hansheng would be a humiliation.
This is done in broad daylight and shows no face at all.