"You... What is the family? Xiao Rong suddenly asked.

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

"Who is the ancestor?"

"The ancestors are Confucianists."

Xiao Rong suddenly showed regret.

"So.... You go back first, everything is as usual, and then I will secretly confirm the authenticity later, and then I will call you. ”

"Yes."

Zhang Rong's face remained unchanged, bowed, and retreated.

The barbarians are the fourth rank, and the Confucian households are only a little higher than the beggars in the ten-level division of the Great Spirit.

The two are combined, no wonder Xiao Rong has such a look.

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

But just now, Xiao Rong obviously intended to move and wanted to accept the apprentice, but after hearing his origin, he suddenly disappeared.

This made Zhang Rongfang truly realize for the first time that the hierarchy in Daling was strict.

Obviously, even if he is a Taoist, he is born in a barbarian and Confucian family, which 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 that it would not be simple.

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

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

At that time, not only will you not have to do chores, but you will also have a lot of time to practice literary and martial arts, and your diet will also be greatly improved, and you will have the opportunity to be given the name of the Tao and become a mage in the future.

The most important thing is that at that time, he will be able to accumulate attribute points faster and improve himself.

Until now, he only had two options on his stat bar: life and skill.

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

And just now, it almost looked like it was done, but it's a pity .... It's just a matter of a moment.

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

Qinghe Palace is actually treated well, and each disciple has a separate room. Although it is simple and cramped, it is only enough for a bed and a stool.

But it's better than sleeping in a bunch of people.

After the ventilation report, Zhang Rongfang was still the same as before, with daily work and rest, morning bells and dusk drums, morning and evening homework, and the rest of the time doing chores.

Until the time for the assessment of the cultivators has passed, it is almost June.

Xiao Rong finally had a response.

May 14th.

In the early morning, the fog fills the air, like smoke lingering around the entire Qinghe Palace.

Zhang Rongfang was preparing to go to work in the washing room.

"Zhang Rongfang, Master Mingguang calls you! Go to the division commander's room in the back mountain. ”

Suddenly, a miscellaneous disciple stepped forward and shouted.

The miscellaneous disciples who were nearby suddenly turned their eyes when they heard the sound.

"Got it." Zhang Rong's face did not move, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He followed the miscellaneous disciple, one after the other, moving briskly in the direction of the back mountain.

The chanting of the rest of the Taoists floated far away in the palace, as well as the laughter of the nobles and pilgrims in the Shangde Garden.

"Today, there is a master holding a scripture performance, and there are a lot of distinguished guests, you pay attention to the guests with Huang Ruyi cards, don't collide." The miscellaneous disciple in front whispered.

Zhang Rongfang understood and thanked him.

The other party obviously didn't remind him at random, and no one would be inexplicably kind enough to remind a completely unfamiliar miscellaneous disciple.

Therefore, it is likely that there is good news from Master Xiao Rong's side.

He recognized the other party, this miscellaneous disciple was different from the rest of the miscellaneous servants, and he was said to donate a lot of money from his family 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 mind.

"Dare to ask my brother's name?"

"Don't dare, my surname is Sun, and my name is Yuanfeng. There are no words. The miscellaneous disciple smiled and replied.

"It turned out to be Brother Feng...."Zhang Rongfang's voice paused, and he suddenly felt inappropriate. Thanks to Senior Brother Feng for mentioning it, Zhang wrote it down. ”

"Little things." Sun Yuanfeng waved his hand.

Soon, the two walked through the alleys, crossed the corridors, the dojo, and the disciples, and found a group of attics surrounded by red walls at the back of the Qinghe Palace.

The three-story attic with red walls and gray tiles is scattered one after another.

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

Xiao Rong was well-proportioned, standing on the balcony on the second floor of the attic, wearing a light yellow short fight and a gray and white cloak, as if he had just finished practicing martial arts.

Qinghe Palace belongs to the Great Spirit Avenue Sect, respects the three Qings, and teaches the disciples to practice, mainly divided into two parts: civil and military, with more literary merits and less martial arts.

What Zhang Rongfang saw in the dojo was all about practicing martial arts.

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

"Come in first." Xiao Rong said in a calm tone. His eyes swept over Zhang Rongfang.

"Yes."

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

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

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

After the rest of the people left, only Sun Yuanfeng and Zhang Rongfang remained, and he coughed.

"Zhang Rongfang."

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

"Will you worship me as a teacher? Under my door? Xiao Rong didn't have any explanation, just asked in one sentence.

This sentence came inexplicably, without warning before, which made Zhang Rongfang and Sun Yuanfeng slightly stunned.

Fortunately, Zhang Rongfang reacted and immediately knelt on the ground and bowed.

"Disciple Zhang Rongfang, I've seen the master!"

This apprenticeship is not a true transmission, the Great Dao Sect apprenticeship, there are two kinds, one is an ordinary degree teacher.

Also called a small teacher.

Worship the little master, just an ordinary disciple of this master, just in name, and there will be no big training. It's just that there is a proper Taoist status and job treatment.

After that, there is another kind, called worshipping the master, which is the core of the true tradition, which is to be given a Taoist name and a gift red envelope.

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

Zhang Rongfang also came here, only to know that unlike those film and television dramas in his previous life, not everyone who worships the Daomen can get the Dao number casually.

From master to master, intermediate disciples need to go through a lot of tests.

Zhang Rongfang's heart was relaxed at this time, and he knew that he had finally taken the right first step.

Although it is only a small teacher.

But as long as he gets rid of the life of a laboring miscellaneous disciple, he will be able to accumulate attribute points, and he will be able to climb to a higher level step by step.

Knock knock.

With Zhang Rongfang kneeling and kowtowing, under Xiao Rong's smile, he finally officially took a step forward, from a miscellaneous disciple who could be abandoned at any time, to become a formal cultivation disciple.

A trace of envy flashed in Sun Yuanfeng's eyes on the side, he didn't know what shit luck Zhang Rongfang had, and he was actually named by Master Xiao Rong as a disciple.

Even if he gives away so much money from his family every year, he still serves in front of him wholeheartedly, and now it has been four years, and he has still not been accepted as a disciple by Master Xiao Rong.

In the Dao Sect, when a mage accepts disciples, he has to set aside a part of his own treatment resources to cultivate disciples.

Therefore, ordinary mages are very cautious in accepting disciples, so that in many Taoist palaces and Taoist temples, the number of disciples is so many all 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, and let him take people under his door regardless of his background.

Zhang Rongfang was born in a fourth-class barbarian, his parents were still Confucians, and his appearance was not outstanding, and he couldn't see any talent.

A discerning person can guess at a glance that it must be Zhang Rongfang's recent big performance that makes Xiao Rong take a fancy to him.

After kowtowing, Xiao Rong looked at Zhang Rongfang.

"You will follow Xiaoying in the future, she has a bad temperament, you have to look at her more and remind her."

"Yes." Zhang Rongfang hurriedly responded. As a disciple, it is up to him to be assigned any tasks.

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

"In addition, my Qinghe Palace disciple, Wen practiced Guanxu Gong, and Wu practiced the Rejuvenation Pure Time Rune. If you are short of qi and blood, first practice the practice of contemplating the void and nourishing yourself. Xiao Rong advised.

"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 and skill column, it is likely to refer to authentic Taoist exercises.

"Dare to ask the master, if you practice this martial arts well, can you fly the eaves and walk the wall? Fighting cattle across the mountains? He couldn't help but ask respectfully.

"Hehe...."Xiao Rong smiled, "When the body is practiced to the top, it is possible to fly the eaves and walk the wall, but people have limits, and martial arts only allow us to better exert our own strength and create."

Of course, there are also some martial arts that can enhance and exercise ourselves, but the limit of human beings is there, and no matter how much we exercise, we can reach a point at most. ”

He looked at Zhang Rongfang in front of him, and seemed to recall something for a while, and his eyes were in a trance.

"The martial arts function allows you to fight five in one game under the same physical conditions, and you can even fight ten in turn, but this is the limit. In addition, you have to keep in mind that those with unarmed hands are generally inferior to those with weapons, and those with weapons are generally not able to defeat weapons with full-body armor. ”

"In addition, if you are facing elite officers and soldiers, even if you are a master, it is the limit to be able to fight five at a time."

He paused and continued.

"Also, Wen Xiu's Guanxu Gong is self-cultivation, unless you can pass the assessment level of martial arts disciples, otherwise cultivating Guanxu Gong alone can only make you strong and long-lived, and the rest has no effect."

Zhang Rongfang was stunned.

"But I've obviously heard it before, there is a hall master who has successfully turned Dan into a baby..."

"Oh, it's Senior Brother Zhang of the God of Wealth Temple, Senior Brother Zhang's Taoism is exquisite, and he has indeed condensed the Yuan Infant, but he is not a martial artist, he is too happy after condensing the Yuan Infant, and he accidentally fell before, and his forehead was hit by the stone steps A big bag."

Xiao Rong sighed, "Sanqing is on top, and later invited the senior sister of Danfang to come to see the doctor, but it was no big deal." ”

"......." Zhang Rongfang didn't know what to describe at all.

"This is nothing, in my Taiqing Palace, there are a lot of people who condense Neidan, and there are at least double tens, and most of them are Wen cultivators.

Wu Xiu didn't have the time to spare, so he went to boil his muscles and bones and hone his strength. Therefore, if the qualifications are not too good, do not choose the dual study of civil and military. Remember, remember. ”

Xiao Rong earnestly advised.

"That master.... What are the benefits of condensing Neidan? Zhang Rongfang asked again unwillingly.

"If there is no disease or disaster, you can live to be more than ninety." Xiao Rong smiled.

"This is the art of immortality."

After speaking, he was a little stunned.

"Essay cultivation method, my Dao Sect once had four seasons of Taoism, and after cultivating to the Yuan Infant, he refined the way of the gods.

It is rumored that he has already touched the realm of returning to the void after refining the gods. It's a pity that he was arrested and imprisoned by the county order at the time, interrogated for the quick art of longevity, and then couldn't be tortured and died by hitting the wall. ”

"......." Zhang Rongfang was speechless.