You must first obtain a higher position in the Taoist religion.
It's the best way to get in touch and find the secret medicine.
Doesn’t Zhang Rongfang think that the second great sect in the world would not have top experts sitting in the ancestral court? If this were the case, the ancestral court would have been destroyed long ago.
No matter how harmonious a sect is, it will inevitably be targeted because of its interests.
Several people were sitting and waiting to ask the teacher.
The Taoist priest Zhang Qingzhi seemed to be in charge of welcoming the guests, and after a while, several new Taoist priests were introduced. Everyone present had come from afar, and they were very powerful. Obviously, it was impossible to get here without force. Zhang Rongfang observed carefully and found that
Zhang Qingzhi was always polite, gentle and humble no matter who came in.
This kind of cultivation is not something ordinary people can achieve.
After a while, a Taoist boy brought hot tea.
Zhang Rongfang picked it up and took a sip, a faint smell of Scrophulariaceae flowing into his nose.
He looked up and looked around.
On the right wall, there is a calligraphy copybook hanging, which reads: Tao generates oneness, and oneness transforms all things.
On the wall on the left, there is another handwriting, which reads: Ask the teacher three things.
'The first question is about literary skills, the second question is about martial arts, and the third question is about moral character.'
Below are various detailed assessment cases, including the words "loyalty to the emperor and service to the country".
At this time, two people had noticed the picture and stood up to examine it carefully.
Zhang Rongfang was moved when he saw that the first line to be assessed was literary skills.
With his current conditions, if he wants to stand out in Tianbao Palace, he can't do it just by relying on Zhang Ying's low-level martial arts skills on the surface.
When Zhang Ying took up the post of Tan Yang Mingjing Palace, she was still in the third rank, even if she later broke through to the fourth rank.
In the Palace of Mirrors, it can only be regarded as sparse and ordinary, and here it is even less worth mentioning.
Unless he reveals his identity as a spiritual envoy, there is no way he can gain anything in martial arts in Tianbao Palace.
"The only way is to use literary skills!'
Zhang Rongfang looked at his attribute column. He was now at the ninth level of Jindan cultivation.
Even though literary skills cannot be observed from the outside, he already knows the various realms of literary skills very well.
Maybe...
Immediately, he stood up and walked to Zhang Qingzhi who was explaining things to someone at the door.
This Taoist brother, can you lend me a moment to speak?" A gold leaf quietly appeared in his hand.
Most of them are hundreds of miles away - Mount Futu.
A gray old man who looked like an old farmer, holding a wooden stick in his hand, rode a small donkey slowly and slowly towards the direction of Dadu.
The whites of the old man's eyes were cloudy, his body was thin, and he looked quite malnourished.
What is strange is that on the road from Futu Mountain to Dadu, there is only one old man and one donkey.
It was deserted in front, back, left and right.
What is even more difficult to understand is that the old man did not have any luggage on him.
It was as if he had just gone out for a walk from home and had brought nothing with him.
There is no village, no shop, no packages, and it is difficult for an old man to find food or drink.
The summer is hot, the sun is shining directly, and it is extremely spicy.
There was no sweat stain on the old man's body.
After walking forward for a while, a somewhat rotten corpse slowly appeared on the road ahead.
Several vultures flapped their wings and squatted on the ground to eat at the corpse.
Scattered sedans, warriors holding swords, and broken arms and limbs covered in blood.
There was no living thing present.
Even a few black dogs were chopped into two pieces alive and thrown aside.
Seeing this, the old man sighed slightly.
"Not even those who collect corpses? When you kill someone, you must have the most basic morality."
"How dare you, an old guy who worships the Jade Sea Dragon God, talk about morality?" On both sides of the road, two figures, one tall and one short, slowly walked out.
"Is the situation in Dongzong now so corrupted? Send you two out to intercept and kill?" The old man frowned.
"I can't die anyway, but I can still hold you back." The taller man between the two sneered.
"If two of them drag you down, you will make a lot of money." The short man also sneered.
"You have misunderstood me." The old man shook his head. "I am not here to wade in troubled waters. I am just here to find the murderer who killed and injured my apprentice."
"Don't think we don't recognize you even if you have hair." The tall man said impatiently, "Monk Hongyan, stop talking nonsense. If you have the ability, you can cut us off and pass.
If you don’t have the ability, go back to where you came from.”
"That's right." The short man echoed repeatedly.
The old man was speechless and looked up at the sky.
The sky was bright and it was only noon.
"The Dong Sect is known as the leader of the Ji Realm, and now it has started to use your kind of spiritual connection. It is sad and deplorable."
He stopped talking nonsense, put his feet down, and jumped up from the donkey. He looked like a big bird, and in the blink of an eye he jumped towards the tall and short people.
After a while.
Among the corpses on the ground, there were two more tattered tall and short corpses.
Monk Hongyan sighed, continued to ride on the donkey, and slowly moved forward in the direction of Dadu.
He must hurry up and solve the problem quickly while Dong Zong's power is suppressed and Princess Qianye is locked in the palace.
Otherwise, after this period, the situation is stable and he may not have a chance.
In fact, he had no feelings for his disciples.
It's just that his apprentice was killed and seriously injured. If he, the master, didn't show any signs of it.
Then in the future, wouldn’t anyone be able to step on his head and slap him?
So, no matter what, he had to pay back the debt.
"According to the news, that kid is in Tianbao Palace now. I just need to go in quickly and leave immediately after killing him. It won't be a big problem.
At this critical juncture, I hope Tianbao Palace will not cause trouble for me because of a Golden Wing Tower spirit envoy."
His face was dull.
He checked all the information about the murderer Zhang Ying.
He is at the pinnacle of the ninth grade and possesses super physical fitness and talent.
After reaching the extreme state, his strength can be improved to a higher level, and he can severely injure Xue Chengyu, the super disciple who has taken foreign medicine, head-on.
Although Xue Chengyu has only taken medicine a few times, his quality improvement in all aspects has not reached the limit of external medicine.
But being able to hit Xue Chengyu hard head-on is already extraordinary.
"You also have extremely fast movement skills, which are comparable to those of my two disciples. You really can't keep this kind of talent."
"Then, let's treat it as an internal law." Monk Hongyan never despises any opponent.
What's more, he is also a genius of the Golden Wing Tower.
Therefore, he arrived at Yangshuo tonight, then made a sudden attack and killed them with all his strength to avoid future troubles. This was his style at Futu Mountain.
In the woods of Tianbao Palace.
"This is absolutely not allowed!" Zhang Qingzhi refused repeatedly, determined not to accept bribes from Gold Leaf.
"Brother Dao is indeed of noble character, and I admire you. Actually, brother Dao, there is no need to worry. I just want you to tell me more about the various situations in the Tianbao Palace and Master Wen. I have no other intention."
Zhang Rongfang said seriously, with a look of admiration on his face.
He now has Zhang Ying's identity written on the disc.
At this time, Zhang Ying's martial arts was at the fourth level and he was nineteen years old. What he wanted to know about a fourth-level martial artist at this age was what level he was considered to be in Tianbao Palace.
and
"Brother Taoist, can you tell me, in this question of asking a master, what proportion of literary skills account for it?" Zhang Rongfang asked aloud.
Zhang Qingzhi hesitated for a moment, but still did not accept the money.
"In the interrogator, there will usually be three interrogators at a time. You choose one and come forward to accept the test questions.
As for literary skills, Brother Zhang Dao, your martial arts has reached the fourth level now. So in literary skills, you only need to be able to reach foundation building. Such qualifications are considered excellent."
"Is that so?"
Zhang Rongfang nodded, having some idea in his mind.
"Then I dare to ask, brother, is there any way to identify this literary skill?" he asked again.
"It's very difficult. You can't do it in ordinary places, but here, the top practitioners can judge whether you are cheating through debate, careful questioning, etc.
After all, if you don't have enough cultivation, some of the emergency reactions that your body will naturally produce in the corresponding realm will not exist.
These are things that cannot be covered up no matter how many experiences and images you recite." Zhang Qingzhi answered honestly.
In fact, in Tianbao Palace, literary skills are much more popular than martial arts.
If you are exceptionally gifted in literary arts, you may even be protected one-on-one by high-level masters from Xuehong Pavilion.
This is a royal charter.
Thinking of this, Zhang Qingzhi also sighed a little and was even more confused.
As far as he knew, in Tianbao Palace, those whose literary skills were above Nascent Soul were guarded by ninth-grade Snow Hong Pavilion masters.
As for the two remaining major cultivators of Lian Shen, although he didn't know it clearly, they must be guarded by stronger guards.
Comparable to a national treasure.
Especially one of them, who is a major cultivator in the late stage of God Refining, always travels three levels inside and three levels out when traveling, and is protected by a large number of soldiers and masters.
His posture is incomparable to that of the spiritual nobles.
The imperial court attached far greater importance to advanced literary skills than most people imagined.
Therefore, the entire Taoist religion takes the cultivation of literary skills as its primary purpose.
He looked at the picture in front of him.
The other person definitely looked older than that, but the disc did say he was nineteen years old.
If this age is true.
So at the age of nineteen, he has reached the fourth level of martial arts, and his talent is really good.
If you can keep up with your literary skills,
At this time, he heard Zhang Ying ask again.
"Then I dare to ask, brother, in our Taoist sect, among people of my age, what is the most powerful in literary skills?" "The most powerful?" Zhang Qingzhi was confused for a moment, "It should be Junior Brother Zhao Dingran, right? He is now
At the age of nineteen, he has already reached the realm of fifth-level alchemy. His talent in literary arts is extremely extraordinary."
"Awesome!" Zhang Rongfang knew it well.
If he reaches the fifth level of elixir formation at the age of nineteen, then if he reaches the ninth level of elixir formation at the age of nineteen, he must be a genius among geniuses.
According to Tianbao Palace’s attitude towards literary geniuses.
If he shows his cultivation
wrong.
Zhang Rongfang's heart stopped.
'If he shows his cultivation like this, how should he explain the golden elixir at this age?'
Literary skills require more accumulation than martial arts.
The so-called talent is that some people are born with a faster accumulation speed, that's all.
But reaching the golden elixir at the age of nineteen, isn’t this accumulation speed a bit too much?
From elixir formation to golden elixir, it still requires a qualitative change in physiology and enlightenment of Taoism.
It cannot be achieved through hard work alone.
Many understandings of Taoist practices are simply beyond what a nineteen-year-old can achieve.
Zhang Rongfang hesitated in his heart.
"What do you seem to be worried about?" Zhang Qingzhi saw that he seemed hesitant, so he asked aloud.
"It's nothing." Zhang Rongfang has not yet thought about how to best express his literary skills.
"Brother Taoist, don't worry. Talent in literary skills is actually harder to find than talent in martial arts. At your age, with such martial arts, you have a bright future. You will definitely be able to be taught and put to good use." Zhang Qingzhi consoled him.
"Then thank you Dao brother for your kind words." Zhang Rongfang nodded.