Awakened from the shock, Zhang Chujiu calmed down his emotions for a while, thinking about finding out from the Internet whether there was a legend that crossed the barrier of transcendent life level, after all, although there are absolutely no confirmed realistic examples, it is not necessarily in the legends of wild history.

Unexpectedly, he was just about to extend his thinking tentacles that he had already been able to freely invade the network to the Blue Star Network, but he found that the planet under his feet was not only covered by the Blue Star Network that he had long been familiar with, but also crossed by many unknown networks with a higher level of wireless transmission.

It's just that the beginning of these mysterious networks is too far away from the Blue Star, so the signal is in an incomplete state, and it is also hidden and protected by a variety of unknown advanced encryption technologies, all of which are not known to the backward Blue Star people.

But at this moment, under the prying eyes of Zhang Chujiu's mysteriously transformed cranial nerves, these unknown networks became invisible, and as his attention increased, they became clearer and clearer.

This aroused Zhang Chujiu's strong curiosity, and finally chose an unknown network with relatively rudimentary communication technology as the target, extending his thinking tentacles.

In an instant, the sudden mutation occurred, and half of the biological energy up to 889 in Zhang Chujiu's body was consumed at once, and then a massive amount of information poured into his brain.

If it weren't for Zhang Chujiu's cleverness to find reason and decisively cut off the thinking tentacles that invaded the network, I am afraid that a few breaths of biological energy in his body would be exhausted, and at the same time, his head would stop working like a computer overloaded with too much information.

The computer crashes and the operating system can be reloaded and restarted, but the human brain crash may bring real death.

Zhang Chujiu, who collapsed on the bed, his eyes were black, and his brain was dizzy, he gasped for breath and rested for a while before he recovered, and after combing through the information obtained from the unknown network just now, he thought with surprise and joy: "Those mysterious networks are actually the networks of the medium and high civilization planets of the Galactic Alliance.

In the past, I heard that the wireless radiation range of photonic networks and spiritual networks can be attenuated only after encompassing half of the Milky Way, and I thought it was bragging, but now it seems to be true.

With the network of these advanced civilizations, even if it is incomplete, I will no longer lack spiritual food to arm my brain in the future!

It's a bit expensive to load these network information, 756 equivalent bioenergy conversion energy attribute energy crystals, the official purchase price is 6048 star coins, which is 320,000 when converted into blue yuan!

However, knowledge is priceless, especially on the planet of a low-level civilization like Blue Star, which can be called the 'backwood' of the interstellar society, and the knowledge of interstellar middle and high civilizations is even more precious.

Besides, as the old saying goes, 'it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to make money from luxury to thrift', making money by selling energy attribute spars is not beneficial to the actual combat breakthrough, combat consciousness, and the accumulation of experience, it is completely 'lying to earn', if you get used to this way of making money, people will be wasted.

Even when I was in a hurry to build a temple to worship my grandfather, I just converted the excess biological energy in my body into spars to assist in cultivation, not to sell it, let alone now. ”

Many thoughts flashed through my heart, and finally it came down to one thought, "I am so lucky that I have slept and suddenly the potential of both my body and my brain has been qualitatively improved, and now I hope there are no hidden dangers." Zhang Chujiu suddenly found that it was dark outside the window, remembered that he had a date with Liu Yawen, stopped thinking nonsense, got up, got out of bed, put on a casual suit, and walked out of the door.

Since the construction of the family temple, the official opening of the view to worship the gods, the acceptance of pilgrims' prayers, almsgiving, the temporary residence of the layman, self-cultivation, and the promotion of the real master of the view, Zhang Chujiu's style of dressing is no longer so studenty, and has become mainly formal wear and suits.

His hair also began to grow long so that he could wear it in a bun and with a crown when wearing a robe, and he spread it out in casual clothes, looking like an old-fashioned punk boy's head.

Although the festival has just ended, it is a harsh winter, and the weather is cold, but because the location of the Crane View is really good, there is an endless stream of pilgrims.

The three Taoist priests who are the management class in the temple are quite diligent and diligent, each performing their duties, and Zhike Guoquan sits next to the door of the main hall to relieve the pilgrims, explain their doubts, and receive those believers who plan to sign up to experience the life of the layman;

The scripture lord was hidden under the statue of the Sanqing gods, leading a group of Taoist students who were interning, chanting the scriptures in a rhythmic manner, although ordinary people couldn't hear what they were saying at all, but the voice gave people a feeling of extinguishing impetuousness and calming down;

As for the incense lord Jing Zhen, he commanded several people wearing Taoist robes, but in fact, they were handymen sent by the labor company to Zonghe Temple, inspecting all the incense burners and candles in the main hall and side halls to ensure that the incense in the temple was continuous.

After Zhang Chujiu got out of his single room, he circled along the trail in the family temple.

The workers in the Taoist temple met him, although they didn't know when the 'boss' suddenly returned to the temple, but no one dared to ask anything, just nodded and smiled in a hurry.

As for Guoquan, Guizang, and Jingzhen, the three serious Taoist priests, seeing Zhang Chujiu, they also gave a salute, except for Guizang because he led the chanting, and he no longer paid attention to Zhang Chujiu after the salute, Guoquan and Jingzhen also talked a few words with a smile on their faces.

In particular, Guoquan tried his best to stammer to Zhang Chujiu, praising the good feng shui and prosperous incense, and bluntly said that according to the incense money collected now and the catering and accommodation expenses offered by the laymen, the annual income is at least more than 15 million blue yuan, which is much more than the best result he expected before, and it is simply a 'gold mine'.

Looking at his face that had changed from a sanctimonious cultivator to a secular businessman, Zhang Chujiu secretly felt funny, and casually gave Guoquan, Guizang, and Jingzhen a fixed annual salary of 20,000 yuan each, and strolled out of the gate under the gratitude of Guoquan Daoist.

After walking a few steps in the mountains, a drizzle suddenly began to fall in the sky.

Zhang Chujiu came to the mountain gate of the Jiaoao Branch of the Heavenly Master Taoist Academy and looked inside, and saw that the cultural study and cultivation during the day had ended, and thousands of young people flocked out of the teaching building, not avoiding the drizzle falling in the air, and groups of people talking and laughing rushed towards the school restaurant, canteen, and supermarket.

"Yo, Lord Mo Yuanzi is here, are you going to talk to our dean, please go in. The guard on duty in the communication room at the entrance of the Taoist courtyard saw Zhang Chujiu's figure, and deliberately ran out of the house, greeting him with respect.

Obviously, he is already very familiar with this young viewer who lives next to the Jiaoao Branch of the Heavenly Master Taoist Academy, and comes to talk to Qing Xuan, the head of the Taoist Academy, from time to time.

According to the general view of the world, things gather like and people are divided into groups.

Since Zhang Chujiu is qualified to make friends with Qingxuan, then he must also be a person of Qingxuan's level, plus Zhang Chujiu is indeed in charge of a family temple, so these guards who usually treat the ordinary school workers of the Taoist Academy and the parents of students are all respectful to Zhang Chujiu and never stand in the way.