On the endless plain of Qiguang, a huge city stands next to Hongshan.
A city wall more than 30 meters high surrounds the city, and there are two auxiliary cities built around it.
There are more than ten villages and towns of various sizes on each side to protect it.
A large amount of goods and agricultural products come in and out of here every day and every night.
Compared to Pingyu Road Fucheng, this place is only slightly inferior.
Just the amount of lamp oil and candles burning in the city that never sleeps every day is an astronomical figure for ordinary people.
After the Bai family caravan arrived in Tanyang, Zhang Rongfang followed Yang Hongyan, driving the ox cart, and quickly found Yang Hongyan's parents who had arrived early.
The two elders rented a house here in advance.
After settling in with his sister-in-law, Zhang Rongfang went straight to the Taoist Sect branch in Tan Yang, the Mirror Palace.
The sun sets in the west.
Zhang Rongfang carried the wishing wheel on his back and walked quickly through the three major districts of Tanyang. After asking around and exploring, he finally found the location of the Mingjing Palace before the sun went down.
"I would like to inform you that Zhang Ying, a Taoist from the Qinghe Palace, is here to transfer his residence."
The Mingjing Palace was smaller in scale than the Qinghe Palace. After Zhang Rongfang handed the ultimatum and letters prepared by his master in advance to the Taoist gatekeeper, he checked them carefully outside.
This Taoist palace has only five buildings in total. The buildings are closely spaced and surrounded by red walls. There is a lot of greenery inside, and there are even large shade trees and ivy growing on some walls.
In front of the Taoist palace is a section of hundreds of stone steps. On the stone steps, you can see many pilgrims coming in and out.
Not long after, the Taoist guard came out and raised his hand to Zhang Rongfang.
"Senior brother, please come in. You need to register in the dormitory first."
"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Zhang Rongfang returned the greeting, and then followed the Taoist all the way inside.
After entering the gate, you will first see a white stone square with a wide view.
A huge Tai Chi figure is paved with stones on the ground of the square.
Two of the Taoists were moving back and forth in the Tai Chi diagram, fighting each other.
Zhang Rongfang took a quick glance and found that the speed of these two people should be around the third level.
The most basic Yue type talisman is used.
A group of Taoist disciples were watching and cheering from time to time.
Obviously this is not a formal competition, maybe it is a private competition.
When the Taoist who led the way saw this, he also smiled and explained.
"Senior brother, is this your first time coming to Tan Yang?"
"Why do you say this?" Zhang Rongfang asked.
"Because Tanyang has a strong martial arts culture, no matter how rich or gentry the family is, they all love to send their children into every household.
My Mingjing Palace is also one of the top sects here."
Zhang Rongfang immediately became curious. If he wanted to settle down here, he must first understand the situation here.
"Brother Dao Dao, what do the Tan Yang sect say?"
"Tanyang Wulin, this sect, apart from the chaotic gangs and martial arts gyms, has four largest branches.
They are Dayang Temple, Tianxuan Palace, Mingjing Palace, and Black Ten Sect." The Taoist who led the way explained.
"These four sects are the forces in charge of the four major districts of Tanyang. In the central area, order is maintained by the thousands of households in Tanyang.
Of course, the power of Qianhu's force is unmatched by anyone, and its suppression by thousands of garrison troops is the foundation of order in the entire Tan Yang. Master Qianhu is ranked ninth grade, and there is nothing to say about his military force.
Naturally, Dayang Temple belongs to Buddhism, Tianxuan Palace belongs to Zhenyi Sect, Mingjing Palace Dao Sect belongs to me, and Black Ten Sect is believed by those blond and blue-eyed Huxi people, and there are many masters."
"I see..." Zhang Rongfang nodded in understanding.
"So, because I, Tan Yang, am very fond of martial arts, I often set up prizes in martial arts arenas and find people to compete with.
The winner can receive a hefty bonus, sign a high-priced employment contract, be a family consultant, a wealthy businessman's guard, or a rich teacher. The treatment is not generous.
I think senior brother is also a martial artist, right?"
The guide asked with a smile.
"Yes." Zhang Rongfang nodded with a smile.
"That's it. Senior brother, you can go out for a walk if you have the chance. There will be arenas and stages set up in this city from time to time.
But be careful, the life and death certificates are often signed in the ring. The Great Spirit respects the customs and rules of each sect. Once the life and death certificates are signed in the ring, the government will not care whether you lose or die." The Taoist who led the way kindly reminded.
"Thank you, Brother Dao, for reminding me." Zhang Rongfang nodded and smiled.
Not long after, the two came to the dormitory one after another.
Xu Tao, the dormitory deacon, is a chubby Husi with fair skin and a conspicuous yellow beard on his lips.
When Zhang Rongfang entered the dormitory, the man was still holding the letter of introduction and looking at it carefully.
"Well...since you are from the Qinghe Palace, let's join the martial arts training first. Brother Zhang Xuan introduced me, how about taking a temporary job in the inspection room?"
He didn't even ask about Zhang Rongfang's grade, and just smiled.
As soon as Zhang Rongfang saw it, he knew that the master had taken care of it in advance.
He quickly cupped his fists and raised his hands.
"Disciple is willing. Thank you, uncle, for settling in. May I ask what you call me?"
"My surname is Xu Mingtao, and my name is stern. I owed Zhang Xuan a favor. Now that you are here, as the elder, I should make arrangements for you."
Xu Tao pinched his beard and smiled.
"Then thank you so much, uncle!" Zhang Rongfang wrote down the other party's name. It seems that in the Mirror Palace, I am afraid that I will bother the elder in front of me a lot.
"You're welcome." Xu Tao quickly transferred Zhang Rongfang's Taoist status, and then sent someone to take him to settle down.
After Zhang Rongfang left, he picked up the letter again and touched his beard.
His relationship with Zhang Xuan was actually average, but as he said, he owed Zhang Xuan a favor.
But now, by helping people find Taoist status and arrange positions, this favor can be considered repaid.
"Master, if this Senior Brother Zhang Ying comes back in the future..." Disciple Xiaoyun on the side asked in a low voice.
"Don't worry about it. Helping to transfer the Taoist status and settle the position is enough to replace the previous favor. Hey, there are so many people who want to work in Mingjing Palace these days. How many can get in?
Once you settle down, you will naturally understand how serious my return is."
This arrangement of Taoist status and positions, if they are used to exchange benefits with others, does not start with a thousand taels, then there is no way to even think about it.
"Understood."
On the other side, Zhang Rongfang quickly settled in the disciple's room and put down his luggage.
Then we started to visit the entire Palace of Mirrors.
Sure enough, as the Taoist who led the way said, this place is full of Taoists fighting and competing with each other.
Occasionally, you can even see pilgrims and tourists touching each other.
But overall, most of them have no level, or the shooting speed of the second and first level is much better than that of Qinghe Palace, but it is still limited.
After wandering around for a while, Zhang Rongfang found Lingguan Hall without hesitation.
The abnormality on the master's side made him feel a little worried.
Now his Rejuvenation Purity Talisman has reached the second level in terms of talismans.
It's also a good time to go to the grading and temporary positions.
Zhang Rongfang knew very well that although he had fifth-level movement speed, if he was pulled away, a crossbow arrow might kill him.
And if you want to rely on martial arts alone to resist crossbows and firearms, it is impossible to even think about it without wearing a full set of protective heavy armor.
As for the full set of heavy armor, the Lingting stipulates that only generals with temporary military posts are eligible to wear it.
In the Taoist sect, there are also many monks and Taoists who serve as military commanders.
Therefore, it is the right way to serve in the military through Taoist registration and then obtain the qualification to wear armor.
Moreover, by climbing to a high position as much as possible and mastering more resources and power, only then can you accumulate attributes and gain access to more superior martial arts.
Unlike low-level martial arts, there is no one to teach you step-by-step in high-level martial arts, and even the slightest mistake can lead to huge differences.
This is not just useful for collecting martial arts secrets.
No hesitation.
Zhang Rongfang found the Lingguan Hall and strode into it.
Compared with Caishen Hall and Xuanxin Hall, Lingguan Hall has sparse crowds, and a square arena is arranged between the gate and the statue.
The arena is one meter high, made of logs stacked one after another, and surrounded by animal skins and iron-clad wooden pillars.
On the right side of the arena, an old Taoist priest was sitting against the wall and dozing off. Two young Taoist priests were chatting quietly.
One of them stood up quickly when he saw Zhang Rongfang entering the door.
"Senior brother, is there something wrong?"
"I'm here to grade you." Zhang Rongfang said bluntly.
So far, his limit-breaking talismans include the Yue Shaping Talisman and the Vigor Talisman. It's no problem to decide on the first level first, and then wait for a while and then decide on the second level.
After completing the classification, you can go to Qianhu Office to take up a position. Even if you have an official status, although it is only the lowest official status, it is the beginning.
"Rating." The little guy nodded, turned around and ran behind the statue as usual.
Not long after, he walked out with a sleepy middle-aged Taoist priest.
The middle-aged Taoist jumped up, stepped onto the ring, and waved to Zhang Rongfang.
"How many items are you ordering?"
"First grade." Zhang Rongfang replied, walked forward, and jumped onto the ring.
"Remember to pay the ten taels of grading fees later." the middle-aged Taoist reminded.
"yes."
"how old are you?"
"Seventeen."
"How long have you been practicing martial arts?"
"A year and a half."
"Haha." The middle-aged Taoist smiled and was too lazy to talk nonsense.
Look at the calluses on the hands of the guy opposite. He couldn't have gotten rid of them without more than five years of hard work. That's it. He still has the nerve to say he got to the first level in a year and a half. That's not what he says.
There is no authenticity at all, others will not believe it.
As for your age, just let it be as old as you want, as long as you're happy with it.
He didn't bother to ask again. He didn't have to work hard for ten years to practice the basics of Yipin. It would be unthinkable, let alone the cost of food and medicine for various qi and blood replenishing medicines.
After a while, Zhang Rongfang walked out of the Lingguan Hall, with a document in his hand that certified the first grade. It was stamped with ink pad and the certifier's fingerprint was pressed.
What was paid was an additional ten taels of silver.
At this point, he only had the last five taels of silver left on him...
He didn't save any money for various expenses along the way.
However, with the first-level documents, he can directly go to Qianhu Office to receive his salary.
If we can get a real shortage by then, we will be able to make even more money.
After all, he is now Zhang Ying, a northerner, not Zhang Rongfang, a barbaric Confucian.
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Inside the inspection room.
The homeowner, the Taoist monk, had his legs crossed on the table, a round hat covering his face, and he was dozing off.
Boom, boom, boom.
Suddenly there was a knock on the table.
The Taoist priest took off his hat and looked in front of him with squinted eyes.
"Xu Tao? Is there something wrong?"
The visitor is Xu Tao, the dormitory deacon.
"Help me stuff someone." Xu Tao handed over a document. "I remember that you are short of two people here, right?"