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The two chatted for a while, and Zhang Rongfang discovered that Zhang Qingzhi seemed to come from an extraordinary background.

Judging from his speech and behavior, this person has a gentle temperament and pays great attention to the emotions of others.

Moreover, when communicating with the rest of the Taoists of Tianbao Palace, the attitude of the rest of them towards him was quite subtle.

Especially from some older Taoists, it can be seen that they seem to have a special recognition for Zhang Qingzhi.

After chatting and going back.

After a light meal at noon. A few more people came to the waiting hall, obviously they all participated in the activity of asking teachers together.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, finally. Including Zhang Rongfang, a total of nine people were led to a quiet room in a side hall of Tianbao Palace.

The quiet room is very large, the size of two basketball courts.

There is a white wall around, and above the head is a colorful picture of gods worshiping Tianzun.

In the middle of the room, there are three futons.

On the futon sat three old Taoists who seemed to be gray-haired and immortal.

Zhang Qingzhi led everyone to the quiet room, and waited quietly, waiting for the result.

Everyone handed their discs to one of the other people, and then handed them to the three teachers to check them one by one.

"Poverty Daoist Han Ru, Daoist name Ling Guang, lacks a Taoist priest for refining medicine. Those who are interested can come by themselves and see the board for examination." Dao Yikun on the far left said loudly.

She slowly took a wooden sign from the back, on which were written the points that needed to be assessed.

"Poverty Taoist Zhou Xingzu, Taoist name Pingyang, there are two stewards in charge of the medicine collection garden, anyone who is interested can come."

An old Taoist in the middle spoke leisurely.

The remaining Taoist looks the oldest.

"Poverty Taoist Yan Qingping, the Taoist name is Feiyang, and there is only one person in charge of Nongxing."

The three of them didn't even look at them. After speaking, they took out the wooden sign from behind and put it in front of them, then continued to meditate and practice Wengong.

Leave everyone to look at me and look at you, and go forward to study the assessment content on the wooden sign.

Zhang Rongfang shook his head inwardly.

He came here to find the secret medicine, Mi Lin Chalcedony. Not here to serve people.

He has no time to waste.

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Between the huge Dao Palace.

Yue Dewen, with his hands behind his back, slowly walked around the entire palace complex.

He always wears a kind smile on his face, smiling like a wealthy idler or a shopkeeper of a restaurant.

The fat belly is as soft as a ball, and when he pats it from time to time, it can make a muffled sound.

With such an image, no one would equate him with the current head teacher of Zhen Dao Sect when he walks on the street.

But he is.

Since he took charge of Taoism, the entire teaching has developed rapidly and flourished day by day.

And because he does not fight with others, he advocates being loyal to the emperor and serving the country. Only literary skills are the main ones.

So Emperor Ling admired him and gave him support in many ways.

It's just that these developments are good, but Yue Dewen always has a worry in his heart.

In Tianbao Palace, the shade of trees forms the road.

His hands are behind his back, he is dressed in a purple Taoist robe, a red belt with a jade branch lock around his waist, and a bronze mirror carved with dragons and phoenixes in the shape of Yin and Yang Tai Chi on his chest.

The bronze mirror is engraved with detailed scriptures of the Taixuan Sutra of Longevity.

Just looking at his style, his attire is enough to teach him.

but.

"Old man." Yue Dewen looked up at the sky and sighed, "Tell me, the whole country selects Taoist boys of the right age, and hundreds of thousands of disciples have been practicing literary arts for so many years, why can't they just find a second Xiaozhi? "

"You ask me, how do I know?" A cold old man's voice came from nowhere.

"I've thrown that kid away to welcome guests. After two years of welcoming guests, why is he still as virtuous???" Yue Dewen sighed, with a sad expression on his face.

"So you'd better continue looking for the second disciple. Don't pin all your hopes on that kid." The old man replied coldly.

"Sanqing is above, is it possible that this is really the Daoist sect? I have been teaching for so many years, and I can't even find a golden core below twenty-five.

How to meet the underground generations of teachers after this? "Yue Dewen shook his head and sighed.

So far, in the entire Daoist sect, he has only found Zhang Qingzhi, who is now twenty-two and has reached the Golden Core cultivation level.

Although it is a pure text repairer, there is no problem with Xuehong Pavilion masters.

But Zhang Qingzhi's talent is terrifying, but there is one biggest problem.

This problem is not resolved, in the future

Yue Dewen felt helpless.

If it wasn't for the sect's renunciation, this rigid rule was necessary, why did he end up here, suffering so much.

"Recently, the eastern and western sects have been fighting together. How is the situation? Will it affect our Tianbao Palace?

Our Tianbao Palace is a weak Taoist, can't stand a beating? If any Huashen Daxiu is injured, the Twelve Pavilion Masters of your Xuehong Pavilion will bear the responsibility of the country! "

Reining in his thoughts, Yue Dewen asked casually.

"Hehe." The cold old man didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Old Dou, as the Great Pavilion Master, the third greatest master in the world, and the number one spiritual general of the royal family, don't you want to help our old friend? Dongzong is so cruel, if he dies and retaliates, he will be accused of hurting our Tianbao Palace." You can't afford it." Yue Dewen said sternly.

"Believe in you, you will be a ghost!" Having been together for decades, Lao Dou has long since disbelieved any words from this guy's mouth.

"I'm serious." Yue Dewen dissatisfied, "Fifty years, I have been in charge for fifty years, so many years, which sentence has been false?"

"Are you still number two in the world?! Who can beat you except Damir?? Are you ashamed to say that?" Lao Dou immediately retorted.

"But I'm not a spirit general? You see, I'm ninety-six years old, and with my level of spiritual transformation, I think I'll live another ten years.

God is pitiful, Your Majesty still doesn't allow me to turn into a spirit general, this is to tell my old life.

I also want to live as an old turtle like you, Dou."

"I'm a bitch, you ****!"

"Don't swear! It's wrong to swear. As a grand master, you have to be tolerant." Yue Dewen buttoned his earwax, flicked his fingers, and flew several meters away.

"It was you who scolded me first!"

"Okay, okay, I don't have the same knowledge as you. My Daoism values ​​harmony, and the way of nature and harmony are all in one mind. You are such a rough martial artist, and you will lower my grade by caring about you."

"I'm calling you ****!"

Old Dou became angry again, cursing at Yue Dewen.

But after Yue Dewen let out the suffocation in his heart, he felt much more comfortable. He couldn't hear his old friend scolding at all, hummed a little song, and continued to inspect the safety of the Taoist palace slowly.

Yes.

He has nothing to do all day long, except for practicing literary skills, he just runs around to ensure the safety of the Dao Palace.

On the surface, he is a weak Taoist leader.

In fact, he is the great spirit of today, second only to Emperor Damir's second greatest master in the world.

Those people from the True One Sect and the Black Ten Sect are not enough to watch.

Except for the part of the spirit generals who worship God, the rest are not his favorites.

Of course, even though the grand master is strong, it is difficult to kill Lingluo.

But it doesn't matter, who made him the royal choice?

In addition to his status as a great master, he is also a real person of longevity authorized by the royal family, and members of the entire royal family will come to him from time to time for advice on the way of longevity.

So if he wants to die, he just needs to say hello.

Walking slowly to the Jianxu Hall, Yue Dewen opened the window, and at a glance, he saw the Daoist asking teachers activities going on inside.

This kind of activity of asking teachers is generally only used on many Taoists who come from various Taoist palaces to study.

These Taoists come from all over the world. They are self-cultivated, ambitious, capable, and able to handle affairs. They are generally welcomed by all halls and departments of Tianbao Palace.

Of course, they also have disadvantages.

The disadvantage is that this kind of foreign Taoists are generally older. Lack of potential.

However, through the window, when Yue Dewen glanced at the few people participating in the questioning, he suddenly saw that his apprentice Zhang Qingzhi was also there.

Suddenly he was out of breath.

At this time in the hall.

Zhang Rongfang was thinking about whether to expose his true literary skills.

The main reason is that it cannot be explained properly.

If there is a way to explain his age, he will be Jindan. Well, it will definitely be easy in the future.

Unfortunately not. In this case, I can only reduce my cultivation, and only say that I should be fine when I reach the fifth rank of alchemy.

Didn't you hear what Zhang Qingzhi said just now? At his age, one of the most powerful geniuses in Tianbao Palace is now a five-rank alchemy.

But in this way, will it affect his plan for a quick promotion in the future?

Zhang Rongfang hesitated.

The information obtained here is still too little.

In this hopeless world, he must be extremely careful, especially since this place is so close to Lingting.

In case someone discovers his abnormality, he will be caught and sliced.

Think about those weird and mysterious esoteric religions, idols, and spirits. Who knows how many secrets this world still hides?

Immediately, Zhang Rongfang was still uncertain about whether to expose his cultivation.

He glanced at the three teachers.

Did not go directly to accept the examination, but leaned towards Zhang Qingzhi who was waiting at the side.

He has found out, this guy is very talkative. It is enough to use it if it can be used.

"Brother Dao, you just said that I am considered a genius at my age, right?"

He looked familiar, approached Zhang Qingzhi and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Qingzhi feels that he is not that familiar with him, but he has always been thin-skinned, so he can't ignore it.

At any rate, the two had chatted for a while just now.

"That's true, why? Junior brother wants to follow the path of literary skills?"

"Exactly." Zhang Rongfang nodded earnestly, "Then can I ask. This literary talent is good, the realm is high, what benefits does it have?"

"Benefits?" Zhang Qingzhi thought for a while, "I do fewer things every month and get more money, does that count?"

"Forget it! Why not count it!" Zhang Rongfang clapped his hands, and he looked around, "Is there any benefit?"

Zhang Qingzhi looked at him helplessly.

"I can freely exchange literary skills with other major repairs every day. Does this count? And occasionally I can receive invitations to health tea parties from outside nobles. Of course, I will give money and benefits."

"What about safety? We Wenxiu are all fragile ordinary people. If something happens, what should we do after that?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.

"Well, of course there are special expert guards. Our Tianbao Palace has permanent Xuehong Pavilion experts stationed there every year. It's just that we usually can't get in touch." Zhang Qingzhi felt helpless.

This photo asks around, but doesn't say what he wants to do.

"Is that so?" Zhang Rongfang thought for a while. "If I am nineteen years old, and Wengong is also in the alchemy stage, what kind of treatment will I be treated?"

He still asked.

Finally asked.

Zhang Qingzhi looked at him.

"Junior brother, you better stop joking with me. No one will believe your dish.

You are already thirty years old, so stop pretending to be nineteen. "

He shook his head helplessly.

"Thirty-year-old alchemy stage, fourth-rank martial arts, after further training, you can have a good development when you go back. But the younger brother must remember not to forge the benefit and forge the identity of the Taoist disk."

Zhang Qingzhi persuaded with a good temper.

In fact, he had secretly mentioned the other party when he was chatting in Xiaoshulin before.

But the other party just didn't respond.

Until now, he finally said this.

"." The smile on Zhang Rongfang's face froze instantly.

He looked at the other person's face, then touched his own.

"Would you believe me if I said that I am actually a Jindanqi?" He raised his head and looked at Zhang Qingzhi.

"Brother, let me just say it clearly. Are you in your 30s or 40s? The Jindan period is fine. I'll go back and ask my uncle and them. I should be able to get a good job. But at this age, you are really Stop messing around." Zhang Qingzhi said patiently.

"." Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes, does he look so middle-aged? ? ? !

"But I'm really nineteen years old." He looked into Zhang Qingzhi's clear eyes, as if emphasizing it again.

But this sentence suddenly couldn't be said.

Because he suddenly remembered that every time a point is added to the attribute bar, a large amount of practice memory is poured into his mind.

If those memories are really time-consuming cultivation, then the traces reflected in his body's bone age may also be true!

‘Could it be that I’m really thirty or forty? ? ? '

Zhang Rongfang suddenly had this terrible idea in his heart.

(end of this chapter)