My Attributes Cultivation Life

Daling's Goulan is not just for men and women to have fun, but more of a variety of singing, drama and other performances.

A well-functioning hook bar can earn extremely high income just by performing.

Zhang Rongfang didn't have much time to wake up, so naturally he didn't have the ability.

This is the income that the predecessor earned by writing music.

He touched the one-hundred-wen banknote, which was printed with the complicated name of the manufacturer, the anti-counterfeiting mark, and the official name set by Emperor Daling: Lingyuan Tongxing Treasure Banknote.

Carefully put away the banknotes, Zhang Rongfang folded the letter and put it in the lining pocket of his clothes.

The more money he saves, the better he can live in the Qinghe Palace.

Recently, the price of goods at the foot of the mountain has risen again, and brown rice costs 20 cents a pound. These 100 cents.... if you take it out alone to improve your life, it's really useless.

However, it costs nothing to eat and live in the Qinghe Palace, so if you spend 100 wen to buy meat and eggs to replenish your body, you might be able to get some attributes.

When that time comes, I'll try to find a way to get the status of a practitioner.... I'll be able to test the effect of the attribute improvement skill in a fair and honest way...

As he was walking forward, Zhang Rongfang suddenly heard a few voices from a distance on the right side of the front, outside the corridor outside the dojo.

"...When did you go back? I thought only Li Yunchang was returned." A worried young man said. Sounds like she's in her early twenties.

"The people who were arranged to go down the mountain last night, along with Chen Dashan and Zhang Shitou... We don't need so many handymen disciples on the mountain, so naturally they retire." Another female Taoist sighed.

"If someone in the family becomes a Taoist, they can be exempted from a lot of official taxes, and they can also be exempted from military service. Therefore, even if it is a handyman, there are people who want to send people up. Anyway, as long as you send someone who doesn't care about your family, you will be able to enjoy the experience. Less benefits, such a good thing, who wouldn't?" The Taoist woman continued.

"Ah... Then how did you keep people?" the Taoist man asked.

"Either send money, or someone will take care of..." The Taoist woman sighed. "If this is driven down the mountain, we will definitely not be able to return home, and we are the fourth class..."

Zhang Rongfang did not continue to listen, but his heart froze.

Daling divided the people into ten grades according to their professions: officials, officials, monks, Taoists, doctors, craftsmen, craftsmen, prostitutes, Confucians, and beggars.

At the same time, people are divided into four categories according to their ethnic groups: Lingren, Huxi, Beiren, and barbarians.

The Qinghe Palace is located in the south, and most of the handyman disciples are actually barbarians. Zhang Rongfang was originally a northerner, but when he and his sister drifted to Pingyu Road, they were also considered barbarians.

The area of ​​Pingyu Road here is equivalent to a large province in a previous life.

He silently walked past those two people. They didn't care about him at all, and they were still trying to figure out how to stay.

Passing the two of them, Zhang Rongfang could still hear the faint voices behind him.

Being driven down the mountain and getting rid of Taoism is a very troublesome thing.

In Daling, you are not in the industry you want to change. You have to go to the government to apply, otherwise you can only be considered a black worker with extremely low income.

Without official certification, no matter how good your skills are, you can only get very low money.

The fourth-class barbarians are restricted from entering many industries in Daling. Once they are driven down the mountain, they will not be able to reduce their taxes and go to errands.

Even if they can still hold on, all kinds of tax systems are suppressed, and the fourth-class barbarian will have a problem with food and clothing in an instant.

Now, by staying on the mountain, I can get free food and lodging, and many people can live without worries at home.

So no matter how tired or hard the mountain is, no one wants to go down the mountain.

Zhang Rongfang had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He was also a handyman disciple. There were too many handymen in the Qinghe Palace, and he had to start clearing some of them.

This gave him a sense of crisis. Others could still farm after being cleared away, but he wouldn't know how to farm.

The income from writing songs can only be done by chance. I won only once in more than half a year, and I got 100 yuan... If you want to live on this, it is a dream.

Besides, the song was written by the predecessor, and he didn't know how to write it. Daling's song is not a modern version of the song, and there are many strict rules. It's not just sing-along.

He suddenly thought of his predecessor Zhang Rongyu. Think of what she said before.

In Daling, as a fourth-class person, it is really difficult to live with dignity....

Bypassing the main hall of Qinghe Palace, in the disciple's bungalow area behind, he found his own room.

Zhang Rongfang carefully put the 100-cent bills with the rest of the money he had saved, and then carried them all on his body.

There is only a wardrobe, a bed, a wooden bench in the room, and an oil lamp is placed on the wooden bench.

Zhang Rongfang sat down against the head of the bed, feeling a little dazed.

Although he had been here for ten days, he still felt unreal.

In his last life, he was just an ordinary office worker. He earned several thousand yuan a month. He never got married. He planned to save money and take out a loan to buy a house, but he went to bed at night.

As soon as he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, people came to Zhang Rongfang, a Taoist priest in the Qinghe Palace.

Fortunately, his real name is also Zhang Rongfang, so there is no problem of accepting his name.

But from an ordinary worker to a Taoist priest, there is a big gap between them.

He also worked hard to observe and study, and with the fusion of some of the memories left by his predecessor, he finally settled down in the Qinghe Palace without any trouble.

Taoist priests are not so easy to be, especially in this day and age, Daling Taoist priests.

Not to mention other things, the homework of chanting the scriptures in the morning and evening, and the etiquettes such as meeting people and salutes, there are fixed details and rules.

There are rules for food, clothing, housing and transportation, which is quite troublesome.

Although you can read the sutras, you will get into trouble if you are not familiar with them. Although the handyman is doing chores, many tools and things cannot be used, which is just as troublesome.

After finally getting used to the rhythm, another clerk appeared today to clear some of the handymen and went down the mountain.

Zhang Rongfang unconsciously rubbed his hands on the wooden side of the bed. The rough and cold wood made him feel a little calmer.

'There is no great spiritual dynasty in history... It seems that I have entered another world. ’

In the memory of its predecessor, Daling was just an ordinary ancient dynasty, with no immortal cultivation, no magic, no demons and ghosts, just a dynastic environment similar to ancient China.

The only difference is that the territory of the Great Spirit is unimaginably large.

Zhang Rongfang was at a loss. He didn't know what he could do and what to do in this world.

In the past ten days, he didn't have time to think about this issue. Now that he finally got some free time, he came up with this question again from his heart.

'If I can't go back, what do I want to do here? what can I do? ’

He raised his hand and moved his fingers.

His eyes went from blank to solid.

'Forget it, no matter what happens in the future, at least now I have to take care of myself first. ’

'Now I'm in a precarious situation, the meals that are provided for free every day, not to mention saving attribute points, even the normal physical needs can't be met. There is also a lot of chores to do every day, and only a little rest in the evening. ’

The expression on Zhang Rongfang's face changed from dull to firm.

'First set a small goal, get rid of the handyman disciple, eat and clothe yourself and then talk about it. The current state of life is too unsafe. ’

But with the attribute ability, he believed that he would definitely be able to rush out of the way.

After returning to his senses, standing up, Zhang Rongfang checked the banknotes on his body and prepared to go out.

He still has to do today's chores.

The money accumulated before, plus the 100 wen that I just got, the total is 2 taels of silver, that is, 2,000 wen. It was the money that my predecessor had saved for a long time.

As a Taoist priest, even if you are a handyman, you can occasionally get a small reward from some generous guests.

Zhang Rongfang's predecessor did a good job in this regard. He was also old-fashioned, and his eyes never wandered, so the income was okay.

For this money, he originally planned to wait for the rest time, go down the mountain to buy some good things, replenish his body, and then replace it with attribute points.

But just after listening to the conversation between the two of them, he planned to use it to give gifts to the Taoist priest.

In this world, the class hierarchy is extremely strict, and the fourth-class barbarians are extremely restricted, and can only do some cool labor.

Zhang Rongfang knew very well that if he wanted to live a more comfortable life, he had to go dark in Taoism.

There is still a chance to earn money in the future, but after this opportunity, it may be difficult and difficult in the future.

Leaving the disciple's bungalow, he went straight to the washing room, which is the place to wash clothes.

It's his turn this month.

But before arriving at the washing room, Zhang Rongfang turned a corner and went to the Taoist management room first.

The management director Zhang Chunsheng was not there. After inquiring about Zhang Chunsheng's work and rest, and knowing that he would come at night, Zhang Rongfang also felt relieved.

Zhang Chunsheng is famous for asking for money. As long as the news is true, he may be able to give gifts to get a reserved spot.

It's a pity that the money he just saved will be gone again...

Zhang Rongfang just left the Taoist management room and didn't go very far.

Behind him, two Taoist priests sweeping the floor, with erratic eyes, swept across his bulging chest, and stopped.

The two exchanged glances and followed Zhang Rongfang calmly with their brooms in hand.

These two are tall and muscular. It is fake to sweep the floor here, and they are squatting to see which disciples will come to give gifts.

They all heard the news from the Qinghe Palace.

This is a decision passed down by the highest prison, except for the Palace Master, and no one can change it.

As soon as the news spread, the relationship was based on the relationship, and the money was prepared for the money. But if they didn't have enough money, naturally they could only think of a crooked way.

Which disciples in the palace have backgrounds, and which ones don't, they have all stepped on it well.

Now, when the two saw Zhang Rongfang, they knew that they were not the disciples with backgrounds they had remembered.

The two followed Zhang Rongfang closely, getting closer and closer.

The three quickly walked to the alley between the two halls.

While walking, one of them bumped into Zhang Rongfang's back from behind.

Poof.

Zhang Rongfang was hit and staggered forward.

He steadied his body and turned to look behind him. But it happened that two Taoists rushed up and wrapped him one after the other.

"Good boy, you stole my money and dare to show up here!?" The dark-skinned Gao Daoist pointed at Zhang Rongfang and shouted.

"..." Zhang Rongfang followed the other party's line of sight, UU reading www.uukanshu.com glanced at his chest, and knew the other party's purpose.

The two in front of him are taller and stronger than him, confronting each other head-on, obviously they are not opponents.

This place is cramped and there are few people, and I don't have any friends who are loyal enough to come to help. It is unlikely that I will save my money.

so....

After being silent for a while, Zhang Rongfang suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed it towards the hairpin.

"What are you doing!?" Suddenly a clear female voice came from behind.

Zhang Rongfang stopped for a while.

The two Taoist priests were about to pounce, but they also stopped.

The three followed the voice, and two young girls, one tall and one short, walked in quickly at the entrance of the alley.

One of the beautiful girls with red hair and a bun head is the one who just spoke.

"Senior Sister Xiao!" Zhang Rongfang recognized the other person as the only daughter of the master's teacher who was in charge of the handyman disciples - Xiao Qingying.

"You two!" Xiao Qingying ignored Zhang Rongfang, but fixed her eyes on the two tall and strong Taoist priests.

Before they finished speaking, the two of them saw that the situation was not good, so they turned around and ran away.

The two figures rushed out of the alley a few times and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Qingying wanted to catch up and teach the two of them a lesson, but they disappeared in a blink of an eye, and she stomped her feet in anger.

"Quan Qing!" She called another girl, but when she passed by Zhang Rongfang, she didn't even look at him. It's as if people don't exist at all.

The two of them were wearing long blue dresses and short white coats, with a strand of long hair swaying behind them, and they quickly left the alley.

"Zhang Rongfang thanked Senior Sister Xiao." Zhang Rongfang ignored the attitude of the other party, no matter what Xiao Qingying's reasons were, if she helped herself, she helped herself.

He clasped his fists in both hands and gave a deep bow in the direction where the two left.