My Attributes Cultivation Life

"What kind of clan are you...?" Xiao Rong asked suddenly.

"Master Hui, the disciple is a barbarian." Zhang Rongfang said truthfully.

"Who is your ancestor?"

"My ancestors were Confucian households."

Xiao Rong immediately showed regret.

"So...you go back first, everything is as usual, and I will call you again after I secretly confirm the authenticity."

"Yes."

Zhang Rong's expression did not change, he bowed and stepped back.

The barbarians are the fourth class, and the Confucian households are only a little higher than the beggars in the ten-class division of Daling.

The combination of the two, no wonder Xiao Rong has such a look.

Originally, Zhang Rongfang was not a person in this world, and he had no real sense of these two identities in his heart.

But just now, Xiao Rong obviously had intentions to move, and wanted to accept his disciples, but after hearing about his origin, there was no further text.

This made Zhang Rongfang realize for the first time the strictness of the hierarchy in Daling.

Obviously, even if he is a Taoist, his barbarian and Confucian origins will have an impact on his future development.

Zhang Rongfang didn't know what the specific impact was, but looking at Xiao Rong's expression, he knew it wasn't easy.

Leaving the dojo, Zhang Rongfang's heart was still flashing the scene of Xiao Rong's regret just now.

If Xiao Rong accepted the apprenticeship, he would definitely be able to enter the ranks of cultivation disciples.

At that time, not only will he not have to do chores, but he will also have a lot of time to practice literary and martial arts, and his dietary treatment will also be greatly improved. In the future, he will have the opportunity to be given a Taoist title and become a mage.

The most important thing is that at that time, he can accumulate attribute points faster and improve himself.

Until now, there are only two options on his attribute bar: life and skills.

What exactly is a skill? Zhang Rongfang tried a lot, but to no avail.

And just now, it seemed that it was almost done, but unfortunately...it was only a split second between success and failure.

After sighing in his heart, Zhang Rongfang went back to his room alone.

In fact, the treatment in Qinghe Palace is quite good, each disciple is in a separate room. Although it is simple and narrow, it is only enough for a bed and a stool.

But it's better than a bunch of people huddled together to sleep.

After the tip-off, Zhang Rongfang was still the same as before, with daily work and rest, morning bells and evening drums, homework in the morning and evening, and doing chores in the rest of the time.

Until the time for the apprenticeship assessment is over, it's almost June.

Xiao Rong finally had a response.

May 14.

In the early morning, the fog filled the air, like smoke lingering throughout the Qinghe Palace.

Zhang Rongfang is about to go to work in the washing room.

"Zhang Rongfang, Master Mingguang is calling you! Go to the master's room in Houshan."

Suddenly, halfway along the way, a handyman disciple stepped forward and shouted.

The nearby handyman disciples immediately cast their gazes upon hearing the sound.

"Got it." Zhang Rong didn't change his expression, he was slightly relieved.

He followed the handyman disciple, one after the other, moving quickly towards the back mountain.

From far away in the palace came the sound of other Taoists chanting sutras, as well as the laughter of noble pilgrims in Shangde Garden.

"Today, there is a mage holding a performance meeting, and there are many distinguished guests. Please pay attention to the guests with Huang Ruyi cards, don't collide." The handyman in front urged in a low voice.

Zhang Rongfang understood and thanked him.

Obviously, the other party didn't remind him casually, and no one would kindly remind a completely unfamiliar handyman disciple.

Therefore, it is very likely that Master Xiao Rong has good news.

He recognized the other party. This handyman disciple was different from the rest of the handyman. It was said that he would donate a lot of money from his home to Master Xiao Rong every year, in exchange for the opportunity to serve the Master closely.

The reminder just now was obviously a gesture of goodwill, and Zhang Rongfang kept it in his heart.

"Dare to ask your brother's name?"

"Don't dare, my surname is Sun, and my name is Yuanfeng. I have no words." The handyman replied with a smile.

"It turned out to be Brother Feng..." Zhang Rongfang paused, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. "Thank you, Senior Brother Feng, for the point. Zhang has written it down."

"Small thing." Sun Yuanfeng waved his hand.

Soon, the two of them passed through alleys, corridors, dojos, and disciple Fang, and at the back of Qinghe Palace, they found a group of attics surrounded by red walls.

The three-story attics with red walls and gray tiles are scattered in an orderly manner.

Sun Yuanfeng took Zhang Rongfang all the way in, and soon came to one of the attics.

Xiao Rong has a well-proportioned figure and is standing on the balcony on the second floor of the attic. She is wearing a pale yellow bunt and a gray and white cloak. It seems that she has just finished practicing martial arts.

The Qinghe Palace is affiliated to the Daling Daoist Sect, respecting the Three Qings, and the disciples in the sect practice cultivation. It is mainly divided into two parts, literature and martial arts.

What Zhang Rongfang saw in the dojo was the practice of martial arts.

At this time, he followed Sun Yuanfeng, walked to the bottom of the attic, and waited at the entrance.

"Come first." Xiao Rong said calmly. His eyes swept across Zhang Rongfang.

"Yes."

Zhang Rongfang bowed and saluted, entered the first floor of the attic, stood at the entrance of the living room, and waited.

After a while, Xiao Rong came down from the second floor, took a hot wet towel in his hand, wiped his cheeks and palms, and handed it over to the serving disciple on the side.

He waved his hand and motioned the surrounding disciples to go out.

After the others left, only Sun Yuanfeng and Zhang Rongfang stayed, and he coughed.

"Zhang Rongfang."

"The disciple is here!" Zhang Rongfang responded quickly.

"Would you like to take me as a teacher? Enter my door?" Xiao Rong asked without any explanation, just one sentence.

This sentence came inexplicably, and there was no sign before, which made Zhang Rongfang and Sun Yuanfeng slightly stunned.

Fortunately, Zhang Rongfang reacted and immediately knelt down and bowed.

"Disciple Zhang Rongfang, I have seen the master!"

This apprenticeship is not the true tradition. There are two types of Daoist apprentices. One is the ordinary apprentice.

Also called little teacher.

Bai Xiaoshi is just an ordinary disciple of this master. It is just a name, and there will be no major training. Just have the Taoist status and job treatment that they should have.

After that, there is another type, called Master Bai, which is the core of the true inheritance. It is to be given a Taoist title and a red envelope.

After worshipping the master, the relationship between master and disciple is like that of father and son, and there is even a corresponding partial inheritance right in property. The disciple also has many obligations to the master.

Zhang Rongfang also came here, and only then did he know that, unlike the movies and TV dramas in his previous life, not anyone who worships the Taoist door can get the Taoist title at will.

From masters to masters, middle disciples need to go through many tests.

Zhang Rongfang felt relieved at this moment, he knew that he had finally taken the right first step.

Although it's just a small teacher.

But as long as he is freed from the life of a laboring handyman disciple, he accumulates attributes, and he will be able to step up to a higher level step by step.

dong dong dong.

As Zhang Rongfang knelt down and kowtowed, and under Xiao Rong's smile, he finally officially took a step forward, from a handyman disciple who could be abandoned at any time, to break away and become an official practitioner.

A look of envy flashed in Sun Yuanfeng's eyes. He didn't know what kind of **** Zhang Rongfang got, but he was named and accepted as a disciple by Master Xiao Rong.

Even he, who gave so much money from his family every year, still served him wholeheartedly, and even four years later, he still hasn't been accepted as a disciple by Master Xiao Rong.

In Daoism, when a master accepts apprentices, it is necessary to divide a part of his own treatment resources to train apprentices.

Therefore, the general mage is very cautious in accepting apprentices, so that in many Taoist temples and temples, the number of disciples is the same all the year round, and there is no increase or decrease.

Therefore, Sun Yuanfeng guessed in his heart that there must be some reason for Zhang Rongfang to fall into the eyes of Master Xiao Rong, so that regardless of his background, he would also admit people to his sect.

Zhang Rongfang was born in a fourth-class barbarian family. His parents were Confucian families.

Anyone with a discerning eye can guess at a glance that it must have been Zhang Rongfang's recent performance that caught Xiao Rong's attention.

After kowtowing, Xiao Rong looked at Zhang Rongfang.

"You can follow Xiaoying in the future. She has a bad temperament. You have to watch her more and remind her."

"Yes." Zhang Rongfang responded quickly. As a disciple, what tasks are assigned to him is beyond his control.

Judging from these words, it is obvious that Xiao Rong accepted him for the sake of his daughter.

"In addition, my disciples of Qinghe Palace, Wen Xiu practiced Guanxu Gong, and Wu Xiu practiced Rejuvenation Jingshi Talismans. If you lack qi and blood, first practice Guanxu Gong and nourish it." Xiao Rong instructed.

"Yes."

Zhang Rongfang lowered his head, and a hint of joy finally flashed on his face.

He has always had a guess that on his attribute column, the skill column probably refers to authentic Taoist exercises.

"I dare to ask the master, if you have practiced this martial arts well, can you fly over the eaves and walk over the walls? Fighting cattle across the mountain?" He couldn't help but ask respectfully.

"Haha...." Xiao Rong smiled, "When you reach the top of your body skills, you can fly over the eaves and walls, but people have limits, and martial arts is only created by allowing us to better utilize our own strengths.

Of course, there are also some martial arts that can enhance and exercise us, but the limit of human beings is there. "

Looking at Zhang Rongfang in front of him, he seemed to recall something for a while, his eyes dazed.

"The martial arts function allows you to play five or even ten in turn under the same physical condition, but this is the limit. In addition, you have to remember that unarmed ones are generally inferior to those with weapons, and those with weapons are generally inferior to those with weapons. Can't beat a weapon in full body armor."

"In addition, if you are facing elite officers and soldiers, even if you are a master, you can only play five at a time. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

He paused and continued.

"Also, Wen Xiu's Guanxu Gong is for self-cultivation. Unless you can pass the assessment level of a martial cultivator, then simply cultivating the Guanxu Gong will only make you healthy and long-lived, and the rest will have no effect."

Zhang Rongfang was stunned.

"But I've heard clearly before that there was a palace master who successfully transformed a pill into an infant..."

"Oh, it's Senior Brother Zhang from the Temple of Wealth God. Senior Brother Zhang has superb Taoism and has indeed condensed Nascent Soul, but he is not a martial cultivator. After condensing Nascent Soul, he was so happy that he accidentally fell and was hit by a stone step on his forehead. It hit a big bag."

Xiao Rong sighed, "Sanqing is on top, and later I invited the senior sister from the Pill Room to see a doctor. It's not a big deal."

"..." Zhang Rongfang didn't know what to describe his mood.

"This is nothing, in my Taiqing Palace, there are many condensed inner elixir, and there are at least the number of double ten, most of them are Wenxiu Daoists.

Wu Xiu didn't have the time to spare, so he spent all his time working on his muscles and bones and training his strength. Therefore, if the qualifications are not very good, do not choose the dual cultivation of civil and military. Remember remember. "

Xiao Rong warned seriously.

"Then master.... What's the benefit of condensing the inner core?" Zhang Rongfang asked again unwillingly.

"If there is no disease and no disaster, you can live to more than ninety years." Xiao Rong said with a smile.

"This is the technique of longevity."

After speaking, he was a little disappointed.

"In my thesis on Taoist cultivation, my Taoist sect once had four seasons of Taoists, and after cultivating Nascent Soul, he cultivated the Tao of God.

It is rumored that he has already touched the realm of returning to the void after refining God. Unfortunately, he was arrested and imprisoned by the county magistrate at the time. "

"..." Zhang Rongfang was speechless.