All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 833 Laborers Create the World

"Doctor Shi?"

Zhang Zhixuan frowned and swallowed the bitter black potion, remembering the history of the only doctor in this small town.

It is said that Doctor Shi came from a large island in the east. With the help of his elder brother, he went out to sea for adventure, but encountered many dangers, and finally drifted to his own small town. It has been many years.

Over the years, the doctor's medical skills can't be said to cure all diseases, but the medicine can only cure the disease, but every time the medicine is prescribed, there are extremely strong side effects. The last time Zhang Laosan fell ill, he took a few patches of medicine and his condition improved, but I had diarrhea for a few days, and it is said that even the bed sheets were stained.

The last time Mr. Li went to the private school to cut firewood on the mountain, he accidentally broke his leg. Although the ointment he put on was very effective, the itching was unbearable, but he couldn't touch it.

last time last time...

All in all, although Doctor Shi is very skilled in medicine, he always likes to tease and deceive others.

Zhang Zhixuan was a victim, but he couldn't find evidence that Doctor Shi was playing tricks on others. ,

Outside the concierge, on the side of the street, there was a crackling sound, especially loud at night.

"You've recovered from your illness this time. Take something to thank Dr. Shi..." Zhang's mother's rambling voice sounded, as cumbersome as ever, but this time Zhang Zhixuan was not impatient, and looked at the dilapidated and yellowed calendar at home.

February [-]st, today is the New Year.

Although the poor family did not have big fish and meat, new clothes, lucky money...some only had bitter medicine, but Zhang Zhixuan was inexplicably at ease.

I didn't fall into demons and madness because of my haste.But in the New Year, all the reunions with the mother.

It's a beautiful day with family around.

"Now that I know my mother, I will go to visit Doctor Shi at dawn." Zhang Zhixuan showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked at the bright moon outside the window and muttered in a low voice, "It's a beautiful day, starting from the New Year."

Mother Zhang nodded, picked up the black bowl with leftover medicine dregs, and prepared to take it to the kitchen for cleaning.

Looking at the calluses exposed on the palm of his mother when she picked up the black bowl, and the ashes left in the brazier on the ground, Zhang Zhixuan trembled slightly in his heart, and quickly asked: "Mom, is the firewood at home not finished? Go and rest for a while, let me come on."

Mother Zhang put down the medicine bowl, and said anxiously: "How can this be done, you should go to meditate as soon as possible, tomorrow is the ceremony of conferring talismans!"

"Let me do the rough work."

Zhang Zhixuan felt a surge of emotion in his heart when he chanted this familiar vocabulary during the conferring ceremony.

The Righteous Way relies on the source quality to grant talismans, and according to the level of the talisman, how much power is bestowed on the source quality. Compared with casual cultivators directly swallowing Extraordinary characteristics, I don’t know how much safer it is, and it can be called a prosperous road on the mainland.

If it wasn't for this chance, the conferring ceremony would be his only chance in this life.

"However, today is not the same as before."

Zhang Zhixuan showed a confident smile, and took his mother's hand to comfort him: "Mother, this is a new practice method given to me by the Taoist elder."

"He said that in the ants, the way is in the weeds, the way is in the tiles, the way is in the excrement, and there is also the way in chopping wood and diving. Doing these can also bring heaven and man into harmony, and step into the way."

Mother Zhang doubted the letter, her face was full of doubts: "The elder Taoist really said so."

"Tomorrow is the ceremony of conferring talismans. I can still lie to you. This is a unique method of Taoist elders." Zhang Zhixuan said with a firm face, sonorously:

"It's part of the plan!"

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After taking care of the mother who was already tired all day, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

The sound of carrying heavy objects sounded from the yard, and the sound became louder as time went by, accompanied by the crackling sound of chopping firewood. Zhang Zhixuan, who was in charge of everything, was sweating profusely, but his pupils were full of tears. Happiness and self-confidence.

The information recorded by the unique spark is firmly engraved in the mind.

"It's not mastery, it's digestion."

"It's not digging, it's acting."

"The name of the potion is not only a symbol, but also an image, and even the 'key' to digestion."

Zhang Zhixuan is playing the role of a laborer. For him, there is no cost, no extra money, because the people at the bottom are born laborers.

Except for a very small number of the second generation of the powerful and the descendants of the rich, people in the world are working all the time to create wealth in exchange for their daily necessities.

Along with the sound of chopping firewood, drops of sweat fell into eight petals, and the extraordinary characteristics hidden in the depths were being digested bit by bit. Zhang Zhixuan gradually mastered Sequence Nine - Laborers, and gained more knowledge , insight into more rules.

Sequence 9: Laborers.

[[-]]: Laborers have created the world with their industrious hands, and weaved this colorful civilization with their wisdom.

[Two]: Becoming a laborer will enhance your charm and make you agree with you.The magnitude depends on the position of the opponent.

【[-]】: Laborers are strong and firm, and your body and will are strengthened.

After becoming a laborer, the efficiency of all labor is doubled... The golden rooster announces dawn, a piece of light shines on the earth, the sky is already bright, a round of sun is rising, and the warm sun shines on the earth.

Looking at the fruits of labor in the courtyard, Zhang Zhixuan showed a gratified smile, and his spirit was greatly satisfied.

Just as I was about to bring the water from the yard into the house and make a cup of tea, I suddenly felt tired.

Unlike the exhaustion of the body in the past, the mind seems unwilling to work at the moment. If forced to work, the efficiency will not be as good as before.

Looking up at the sun, Zhang Zhixuan muttered as if waking up from a dream: "It seems that laborers can't work for too long."

In the past, the sun always rose at six o'clock. Last night, I started working at ten o'clock, which seemed to have exceeded eight hours.

It seems that once more than eight hours, the extraordinary effect brought by the laborer's characteristics will be greatly weakened.

After a night of labor, Zhang Zhixuan himself summed up an extraordinary law.

Four: Working eight hours a day will get twice the result with half the effort, and more than eight hours will get twice the result with half the effort.

Knowing that laborers have limits, Zhang Zhixuan did not insist, and continued to work with a tired body. Instead, he began to load the firewood onto the cart, preparing to go to the street to exchange money, buy some New Year's goods, and visit Doctor Shi on the way.

"Firewood, firewood, freshly chopped firewood!"

Before entering the Taoist monastery, Zhang Zhixuan also peddled with his mother, and now he is resuming his old career.

Pushing a small cart, roaming the streets and alleys proficiently. In winter, the big families have prepared warm things early, and there is basically no shortage of firewood. The small families are willing to buy firewood, but because of their poverty, they are always fussy.

After wandering around for a long time, Zhang Zhixuan only had a few copper coins in his pocket. Today's mother-in-law is very talkative, and forcibly chopped a load of firewood for five Wen into a load of firewood for three Wen.

Zhang Zhixuan originally would rather go around a few more times than sell it at a low price, but through the crack of the door, he looked at the three children in the woman's house who were wearing shabby winter clothes, and even the older child's arms were exposed to the cold wind.

I couldn't hold back my soft heart for a while, and did business in a daze.

Xin Hao's firewood was cut by his mother and himself, so it was not a loss-making business.

(End of this chapter)