The two chatted for a while, and Zhang Rongfang discovered that Zhang Qingzhi seemed to have an extraordinary background.
Judging from his speech and behavior, this person has a gentle temperament and pays great attention to the feelings and emotions of others.
Moreover, when communicating with other Tianbao Palace Taoists, the attitude of others towards him was also quite subtle.
Especially among some older Taoist priests, it can be seen that they seem to have a special recognition of Zhang Qingzhi.
After returning from the chat.
After having a light meal at noon, a few more people came into the waiting room, apparently all participating in the teacher-seeking activity together.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, a total of nine people, including Zhang Rongfang, were finally led to a large quiet room in a side hall of Tianbao Palace.
The quiet room is very large, as big as two basketball courts.
The walls of Zhou Kingdom are all white, and above the head is a colorful picture of gods worshiping Tianzun.
In the middle of the room, there are three futons.
Sitting on the futons were three old Taoists who looked like they were white-haired and immortal.
Zhang Qingzhi led everyone into the quiet room and waited quietly, waiting for the results.
Everyone handed their Taoist discs to a person on the side, and then handed them to the three counselors for inspection one by one.
The poor Taoist Han Ru, whose Taoist name is Ling Guang, is short of a medicine refining Taoist officer. Those who are interested can come by themselves and see the cards for the exam. "Yi Kun Dao on the far left said loudly.
She slowly took a wooden sign from behind, which listed the points that needed to be assessed.
"The poor Taoist Zhou Xingzu, whose Taoist name is Pingyang, has two people in charge of the medicine garden. Anyone who is interested can come.
An old Taoist in the middle spoke leisurely.
The remaining veteran looked the oldest.
"The poor Taoist is Yan Qingyu, the Taoist name is Feiyang, and there is a lack of one person to take charge of agriculture and prosperity.",
Without looking at the others, the three of them took out the wooden sign from behind their backs, placed it in front of them, and continued to meditate and practice their literary skills.
Everyone is left to look at me and you, and step forward to study the assessment content on the wooden sign.
Zhang Rongfang shook his head in his heart.
He came here to find the secret medicine, Milin Chalcedony. He did not come here to be a servant to others.
He doesn't have the time to waste.
Between the huge Taoist palaces.
Yue Dewen clasped his hands behind his back and slowly patrolled the entire palace.
He always wears a kind smile on his face, smiling like a wealthy idler and a restaurant owner.
His fat belly was as soft as a rubber ball, and it would make a muffled sound when he patted it from time to time.
With such an image on the street, no one would equate him with the current headmaster of the True Daoist Sect.
But he happens to be
Since he took charge of Taoism, the whole religion has developed rapidly and prospered.
And because he did not fight with others, he advocated loyalty to the emperor and serving the country. He only focused on literary merit.
So he was highly appreciated by Emperor Ling and gave him a lot of support.
Although these developments are good, Yue Dewen always has a worry in his heart.
In Tianbao Palace, trees shade the road.
He holds his hands behind his back,
Wearing a purple Taoist robe, a red belt with jade branches and locks on the waist, and a bronze mirror with carved dragons and phoenixes in the shape of Yin and Yang Tai Chi on the chest.
The edge of the bronze mirror is also engraved with detailed scriptures from the Taixuan Sutra of Immortality.
Just looking at his style, his outfit is enough to be a teacher.
but
"Dad..." Yue Dewen looked up at the sky and sighed, "Tell me, we are selecting Taoist boys of suitable age across the country. Hundreds of thousands of followers have been practicing martial arts for so many years. Why do we just find them so hard?
How about the second Xiaozhi?"
"You ask me, how do I know?" A cold old man's voice came from nowhere.
"I've forgotten that boy to welcome guests. How come he's still so virtuous after two years of welcoming guests???" Yue Dewen sighed, his face hurt.
"So you'd better continue to find the second disciple. Don't put all your hopes on that kid." The cold and hard old man replied
"With the Three Pure Ones above, is it possible that God really wants to destroy our Taoist sect? I've been teaching for so many years, and I can't even find a golden elixir under twenty-five.
How can we meet the underground leaders from now on?" Yue Dewen shook his head and sighed.
So far, he has only found Zhang Qingzhi in the entire Taoist sect, who is now twenty-two and has reached the golden elixir cultivation level.
Although he is a pure literary practitioner, he is under the care of experts from Xuehong Pavilion, so there is no problem.
But Zhang Qingzhi's talent is terrifying, but he has the biggest problem.
If this problem is not solved, in the future...
Yue Dewen felt helpless,
If it weren't for the teaching of unique skills that required this rigid rule, why would he be like this and suffering so hard?
"Recently, the East Sect and the West Sect have been fighting together. How is the situation? Will it affect our Tianbao Palace?
Our Tianbao Palace is a weak Taoist, we can’t withstand a beating? If any of the gods are injured, you, the Twelve Pavilion Masters of Xuehong Pavilion, will bear the national responsibility.
ah!
After gathering his thoughts, Yue Dewen asked casually.
Haha..." The cold old man didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Dad, as the Grand Pavilion Master, the third greatest grandmaster in the world, and the most powerful spiritual general in the royal family, why don’t you help our old friend get some sponsorship? Dong Zong is so cruel, if he is about to die, he will rebel.
You pounced and hurt our Tianbao Palace... You can't afford this crime." Yue Dewen said righteously and sternly.
"You are the only one who believes in me!" After spending decades together, I no longer believe anything this guy says.
"I'm serious." Yue Dewen said dissatisfied,
"Fifty years, it's been fifty years since I took over as head coach. In all these years, what words have I ever said to be false? Are you still the second best in the world?! Who can beat you except Damir? Say that."
Do you want face?" Dad immediately scolded me.
"But I'm not a spiritual general? Look, I am ninety-six years old. With my level of spiritual transformation, I will probably be able to live for another ten years.
It's so pitiful that Your Majesty still doesn't allow me to turn into a spiritual general. This is just trying to ruin my life.
I also want to live like my father, you are such an old turtle.
I’m the turtle you**!!
"Don't curse! It's wrong to curse. As a grand master, you must be magnanimous." Yue Dewen licked his earwax, flicked it with his finger, and flew several meters away.
"You scolded me first!
Okay, okay, I don’t share your understanding. My Taoism teaches that harmony is the most precious thing. The way of nature and the way of harmony are based on one mind. A rude martial artist like you is plotting against you.
It lowers my grade.
"I'm telling you ****!
Dadou got angry again and cursed Yue Dewen.
However, after Yue Dewen vented the stagnation in his heart, he felt much better. He could not hear his old friend's curses at all. He hummed a little tune and continued his inspection slowly.
Taoist palace is safe.
Yes.
He had nothing to do all day long. Apart from practicing literary skills, he was doing random inspections everywhere to ensure the safety of the Taoist palace.
On the surface, he is a weak and weak Taoist leader.
In fact, he is the current Great Spirit and the second greatest master in the world after the Imperial Master Damir.
The Shinichi Sect and the Black Ten Sect are not enough to watch.
Except for those spiritual generals who worship God, the rest are not his cup of tea.
Of course, even if Grand Master Xingqiang is strong, it will be difficult to defeat Ling Luo.
But it doesn't matter, who made him the royal family's special choice?
In addition to being a Grand Master, he is also the Immortal Master authorized by the royal family. The entire royal family will come to him from time to time for consultation on the way to immortality.
So if he wants to kill any Lingluo, he only needs to say hello.
Slowly walking to the Jianxu Hall, Yue Dewen opened the window and saw at a glance the Taoist interrogation activities going on inside.
This kind of teacher-seeking activity is generally only used by the many Taoists who come from various Taoist palaces to study.
These Taoists come from all over the country. They are well-educated, ambitious, capable, and know how to do things. They are generally welcomed by all the departments in Tianbao Palace.
Of course, they also have shortcomings.
The disadvantage is that these outside Taoists are generally older and have insufficient potential.
However, through the window, when Yue Dewen glanced at the people attending the consultation, he suddenly saw that his apprentice Zhang Qingzhi was also there.
Suddenly I felt very angry.
At this time inside the palace.
Zhang Rongfang was thinking about whether to expose his true literary skills.
Mainly because I can't explain it properly.
If there is a way to explain why he has reached Jindan at this age, then... he will definitely be in trouble in the future.
It's a pity that it doesn't happen. In this case, the only thing I can do is reduce my cultivation level and just say that I can achieve the fifth level of elixir formation, which should be fine.
Didn't you hear what Zhang Qingzhi said just now? At his age, one of the most powerful geniuses in Tianbao Palace is now the fifth-turn elixir master.
But will this affect his plan for rapid promotion in the future?
Zhang Rongfang was hesitant in his heart.
The information obtained is still too little.
In this desperate world, he must be extremely careful, especially since this place is so close to Lingting.
If someone discovers his abnormality and is captured and sliced into slices...
Think about those weird and mysterious esoteric religions, statues of gods, and spiritual connections. Who knows how many secrets are hidden in this world?
Immediately, Zhang Rongfang was still unsure about whether to expose his cultivation level.
He glanced at the three questioners.
Instead of going directly to take the exam, he leaned towards Zhang Qingzhi who was waiting at the side.
He has discovered that this guy is very easy to talk to. Just use him enough if you can.
"Brother Taoist, you just said that at my age, I am already a genius, right?"
He looked familiar, approached Zhang Qingzhi and asked in a low voice.
Zhang Qingzhi felt that he was not that familiar with him, but he had always been thin-skinned and it was hard to ignore him.
Anyway, the two of them had just been chatting for a while.
?That’s true, what? Junior brother wants to pursue a career in literary arts?”
"Exactly." Zhang Rongfang nodded seriously, "Then can I ask... If I am talented in literary skills and my level is high, what are the benefits?
"Welfare?" Zhang Qingzhi thought for a while, "I do less work every month and get more money. Does that count?"
"Forget it! Why don't you count it?" Zhang Rongfang clapped his hands and looked around.
"Is there any benefit to that?"
Zhang Qingzhi looked at him helplessly.
"You can freely exchange literary skills with other major cultivators every day, does this count? You can also occasionally receive invitations to health tea parties from outside nobles. Of course, you will be given money.
benefit:
"What about safety? We literary cultivators are ordinary people who are fragile. If something happens, what should we do next?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.
"Of course, there are specialized expert guards for this. Our Tianbao Palace has permanent experts from Xuehong Pavilion stationed there every year. But generally we can't get in touch with them." Zhang Qing
Zhi was a little helpless.
This picture keeps asking questions, but doesn't say what he wants to do.
Is that so?" Zhang Rongfang thought for a while. "If I were nineteen years old and my literary skills were also at the stage of elixir formation, what kind of treatment would I receive?"
He asked anyway.
Finally asked
Zhang Qingzhi looked at him.
"Junior brother, you better stop joking with me. No one will believe this disc of yours.
If you are thirty years old, stop pretending to be nineteen.
He shook his head helplessly.
"At the age of thirty, when you are in the alchemy-formation stage and you have a fourth-level martial arts, after further training, you can develop well when you go back. But junior brother, please remember not to forge a Tao disc body for the sake of profit.
share.
Zhang Qingzhi persuaded him with good temper.
In fact, he had already secretly mentioned this to him during the previous chat in the woods.
But the other party just didn’t respond.
Until now, he finally said this.
?The smile on Zhang Rongfang's face froze for an instant.
He looked at the other person's face and touched his own face.
If I say that I am actually at the Golden Core level, would you believe it?" He raised his head and looked at Zhang Qingzhi
"Brother, let me tell you clearly, you are already in your thirties or almost forty, right? The golden elixir stage is pretty good. I will go back and ask my uncle and the others. I should be able to get a good position. But
At this age, you really should stop messing around." Zhang Qingzhi said patiently.
Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes, does he look so middle-aged and old?!
"But I'm really nineteen years old..." He looked into Zhang Qingzhi's clear eyes and seemed to be emphasizing again.
But this sentence suddenly couldn't be said.
Because he suddenly remembered that every time he added points to his attribute column, a large amount of practice memories were poured into his mind.
...If those memories are really about spending time practicing, then the traces reflected on the bone age of his body might also be true!
Is it possible that I am really in my thirties and almost forty???
Zhang Rongfang suddenly had this terrible thought in his mind.