In the end, Zhang Rongfang's Taoist disc was revised back to 35 years old.
This is what Zhang Rongfang said himself.
Instead of having people make random guesses and calculate someone who is forty years old, it would be better for him to decide on a younger age.
But this is fine.
He comforted himself in his mind, that at least although his bone age was changing, his life had not changed.
According to the meaning of life span expressed by health value, at most, his body looks old at this time.
The so-called bone age calculation is nothing more than calculating age based on the number of changes and development of bones.
He has practiced so much, and his physique has broken through the tenth level. If his bones have not changed, how can he get these enhanced limits?
Therefore, the bone age calculation is wrong for him.
"Here. Senior brother, don't mess around next time."
Zhang Qingzhi returned the Taoist disc in his hand to Zhang Rongfang.
"Thank you..." Zhang Rongfang took it and looked at the revised year of birth, feeling somewhat melancholy.
Fortunately, this Taoist disc only belongs to Zhang Ying.
"Senior brother is unwilling to participate in this round of questioning. The next round will start in two days, and another magistrate will convene at that time. Senior brother can go and have a look."
Zhang Qingzhi said with a gentle expression.
"Of course, if senior brother really doesn't like it, you can also spend money to find other senior practitioners in the palace to pass on the ordination. However... many senior practitioners are not available, so they can only send a symbolic document, and the Taoist number is also sorted step by step according to the dictionary.
Come one by one."
Zhang Rongfang blinked.
"Then I dare to ask junior brother, how do you get this high-level cultivator to pass on the ordination?"
"This is here." Zhang Qingzhi looked around.
The two of them were not at the teacher-asking event. They had already come out alone. They were standing in the corridor next to the side hall.
There were many Taoists and pilgrims coming and going around.
Seeing that no one was paying attention, Zhang Qingzhi quickly pushed a piece of paper to Zhang Rongfang.
"Brother, this is the price list. Take a look at it. Everyone follows this."
Zhang Rongfang is sure that as long as he spends money, it is a good thing.
He took out the roll of paper, unfolded it, and glanced at it quickly.
From the headmaster, to the palace master, to the master of each palace, to the high cultivator, there are clear target prices.
How much does it cost to be their disciple.
'Headmaster - a complete set of precepts requires one thousand taels of gold.'
'Third Palace Lord - The complete set of the Precepts requires five thousand taels of silver.'
‘Master of the Twelve Halls—the complete set of the precepts requires three thousand taels of silver.’
There are a lot of sutra masters, hall masters, Jingzhu, Huazhu, Zhuangtou, Kutou, Gutou...
Wait, wait, etc., a mess of duties.
"This ancestral court is worthy of being an ancestral court, so many people are highly educated..." Zhang Rongfang sighed.
The list above is all about Nascent Soul stage monks.
And they are all in the late Nascent Soul stage, without exception. However, their identities come from all over the country, from all provinces and all walks of life.
"It's normal. Our Taoist Sect now has twelve provinces under it, and each province has a department in charge of its affairs. In addition, this is the ancestral palace of the sect."
Zhang Qingzhi smiled.
“Many people who have reached a bottleneck in their literary studies will come here to communicate and seek advice in order to achieve breakthroughs.”
"That's it." Zhang Rongfang nodded. "In addition, I have another question. I wonder if my junior brother can answer it."
He felt that Zhang Qingzhi was really good-tempered. It was rare to meet such a good old man, so he took advantage of the opportunity to gather the wool quickly.
"Senior brother, please ask. I'll try my best to answer what I can." Zhang Qingzhi nodded seriously.
"That's right." Zhang Rongfang recalled for a moment, "I heard you say before that those with advanced literary skills can get the protection of masters from Xuehong Pavilion here, so why didn't the Taoist palace where I used to live have such benefits?
I remember that in my previous Taoist palace, there were also high-level practitioners of Nascent Soul, right?"
"Similarly, there are conditions for distinguishing high-level cultivators." Zhang Qingzhi smiled bitterly, "Actually, many people here will have this question. But there are so many high-level cultural practitioners in the country, how can they all send experts to protect them?
What can naturally be protected is the most outstanding part of all literary cultivation."
"Then how can we be considered top-notch?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.
"You are young, have high cultivation, and have a stable mind." Zhang Qingzhi summed up all the characteristics in a few words.
"Are you young?"
"Yes, if you want to stand out among the huge number of literary cultivators, you naturally have to look at your talent.
Ordinary people practice literary skills mainly through accumulation. However, those with extraordinary talents can accumulate skills much faster than ordinary people. One day of practice can be as good as two or three days for others.
But such a speed also brings a lot of expenses that are several times higher than ordinary people. Most people simply cannot afford to practice."
Zhang Qingzhi sighed a little.
Zhang Rongfang understands it now.
Even literary skills, talent and financial resources naturally divide everyone into three, six or nine levels.
"Then what are the limits of Xuehong Pavilion's protection?" He was still a little curious.
"Enter Yuanying before the age of thirty." Zhang Qingzhi replied in a deep voice.
Seeing that Zhang Rongfang didn't seem to think it was difficult, he added another sentence.
"Senior brother, do you know that in Tianbao Palace, I am currently under thirty years old? How many literary cultivators are there in the Golden Core stage?"
"I would like to hear the details." Zhang Rongfang frowned slightly.
"More than two hundred people!" Zhang Qingzhi sighed, "Hundreds of geniuses recommended from all twelve provinces in the country come here every year. These are all extremely dedicated people who have only studied literary skills since childhood.
But even so, only one in a hundred can break through the Nascent Soul Stage."
Zhang Rongfang is thoughtful
Indeed, this was the case when he was in the Qinghe Palace and the Mingjing Palace. The Nascent Soul monks who served as palace masters had all been practicing hard there for decades, and they had no successors at all.
In the Palace of Mirrors, Daoist Xu and a Nascent Soul cultivator are already the big bosses in the palace.
And Yuanying under thirty years old...
He has never seen it before!
"Understood." Zhang Qingzhi sighed, "So senior brother should also understand that many people come to Tianbao Palace every year, but there are too few who can stay.
Most of them have no choice but to give up after consulting a teacher, and then spend money to buy the status of a high-level disciple, which can be regarded as a qualification when they return to the local area."
"I understand, I would like to ask you a question." Zhang Rongfang understood, "If I buy the status of the master's disciple, can I see the master?"
"Well... the Patriarch is very busy with his affairs. He often has to communicate with the twelve provinces. He also serves as the examination and education officer of Jixian Academy. He is busy revising and proofreading the assessment system of Xuegong Academy across the country. He also has to hold meetings everywhere.
, being received by the imperial court, going out to visit friends and discussing Taoism, etc... I am often too busy to see anyone." Zhang Qingzhi said hesitantly.
Although the headmaster is his teacher, he himself has not seen anyone in almost two years.
He guessed that the master must be really too busy.
After all, in that position, there must be many things to consider.
"That's really busy." Zhang Rongfang suddenly became solemn. "In other words, even if I spend money, I can't see anyone, so I can only take my name back with me?"
"You can't say that. At least after you go back, when you talk to people and introduce yourself as a family, you can justifiably say that you are a disciple of the Taoist Sect, and that you have been registered in Tianbao Palace for the right way. Doesn't this title sound very powerful?
"Zhang Qingzhi consoled him.
Although it sounds a little embarrassing to say it, isn’t that why many people come here?
He himself felt a little uncomfortable, but he still said these words.
Zhang Rongfang was speechless.
Arch your hands.
"Thank you, junior brother, for your help. Alas...it's a pity...I like to be quiet by nature, but I don't like to be active. Originally I just wanted to come to Tianbao Palace to find a leisurely and meager position to cultivate my moral character.
Now it seems that I am afraid there is no chance..."
"There are leisure and meager positions, but it's just a waste of time. Senior brother can do the medicine garden, organize books, and be the deacon..." Zhang Qingzhi felt a little unbearable when he saw the other party's expression of depression and disappointment.
"It's just that the salary is meager and it takes up time... very few people are willing to do it."
"Is there any position where I can learn alchemy? Can my junior brother help me recommend one or two? Don't worry, money is not an issue!" Zhang Rongfang said seriously.
"Well...it doesn't cost money, it's just the work of the alchemy hall, it's not easy to do...handling fire, dividing medicine, and cleansing lotion, all of them are very hard." Zhang Qingzhi was a little helpless.
"It's okay! Junior Brother is both talented and handsome, and he is very popular in this palace. I leave everything to Junior Brother!"
Without saying a word, Zhang Rongfang took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, stuffed them into Zhang Qingzhi's arms at lightning speed, turned around and left.
Before Zhang Qingzhi had time to react, he saw the other person's figure turning a few corners and disappearing at the end of the corridor.
That speed, you can tell from practice.
He could only stand there and sigh helplessly.
In fact, he still had something to say. The alchemy hall is also divided into internal and external ones. Generally, the outer halls have to do hard work, which is very hard, takes up a lot of time, and also delays the practice.
You can indeed learn a lot in the inner hall, but you can't get in there with money.
It also requires relationships.
In those important places, if you are not a disciple of Miaohong, you would not dare to let anyone in.
Zhang Qingzhi lowered his head and looked at the banknotes in his arms.
hiss!
He took a sharp breath.
Good guy....
They were all large-value banknotes of five hundred taels, and I counted them, and there were ten in total!
Five thousand taels!!
this....
This amount of money is enough to directly become a disciple of the Palace Master...
What a grand gesture!
"Wait, what are you giving me this money for? I can't have it!?"
Zhang Qingzhi suddenly reacted and quickly chased after him.
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It's quiet at night.
Outside Tianbao Palace.
Hongyan held the wooden staff in his hand and looked at the majestic and huge Taoist palaces from a distance.
"We've finally arrived...The next step is to kill with one strike and escape thousands of miles away!"
Whoosh!
As soon as he stepped down, he turned into a shadow and rushed toward the palace complex.
One minute later.
After a dull impact and explosion.
Hongyan rushed out of the high wall quickly. Behind him was a group of black figures with the same rapid movements.
Within a moment, he ran several miles away and left the city of Yangshuo before getting rid of the group of black shadows behind him.
However, although he got rid of the pursuit, Hongyan's face was now as golden as paper, and a large hole in his chest and abdomen was clearly visible, which was rapidly healing spontaneously.
Inside the wound, a large number of metal filaments act like weaving, filling the blood hole faster.
"As expected of the ancestral court of the Great Dao Sect... I have been careless... It seems that I can only try to do it slowly, not forcefully.
In this case, it depends on when this kid goes out."
He was originally planning to sneak in, quickly deal with the shadow, and then quickly escape.
only....
As soon as I entered... I met a group of Lingluo who appeared out of nowhere.
Moreover, there are traces of martial arts from Lingting Xuehong Pavilion on his body.
He didn't dare to stay at all, so he could only turn around and run away.
In the past, he always felt that the Daoist Sect was weak and gentle everywhere and did not dare to cause trouble. This so-called ancestral family was just like that.
Can....
This time he understood why a weak Taoist sect could stand here peacefully for so many years...
Although the group of spirit luo that chased him were all ninth grade, they were just ordinary transformed people.
But this group of people, coupled with the powerful small heavy crossbows in their hands, are extremely lethal...
"I don't believe you will never come out..."
Hongyan's injuries healed quickly, and his complexion returned to its original state, as if he had never been injured.
He stared in the direction of Tianbao Palace, snorted coldly, turned around and disappeared into the forest near the official road.