So as early as when he was five or six years old, he broke off the idea of being a martial artist, and was specially hired by his father to be a literati for enlightenment and teaching, in order to take a talent test, so that he could spend his life in peace and stability, and let the Zhang family be able to pass it on. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Feeling this, Zhang Zhongjun had a strange feeling, because how similar this was to his previous fate!

It's just that Zhang Zhongjun flipped through the memories of the original owner, and could only shake his head helplessly, the enlightenment master and private school teacher that this father found are quite reliable, at least some basic skills are very good. But the original owner doesn't know if his brain is muddy or what, he will only memorize by rote when he reads, and he will not be accommodating and understanding at all, and he will not be able to analyze and grasp it, so if he wants to take the test for a show talent with only one place in a county, there is no possibility at all!

However, Zhang Zhongjun is very satisfied with this, at least he saves himself time to re-study the basic skills, as long as he re-reviews the book knowledge in the memory of the original owner, and then goes to the county town to find a literati for advice, he should be able to try the imperial examination.

After all, no matter what, this is a low-latitude world, and no matter how much he has undergone the aristocratic education of the high-latitude world.

Although in the Empire, literature is not popular, and the power is attributed to individuals, everyone wholeheartedly aims at the path of how to become a Heavenly Soldier and how to become a Heavenly Venerable.

But the aristocracy of the empire, especially the nobles with fiefdoms, received an education that could not be covered by ordinary clerical affairs. At least territorial governance, subordinate command, military training and management, foreign exchanges, etc., are not things that ordinary literati can learn, and even the vast majority of people are knowledge that they cannot access!

Therefore, when Zhang Zhongjun realized that although this body could not be compared with the body of ten thousand leaks, it was definitely not a body that could be easily cultivated, and there was no future for cultivation, the first thing he thought of was to take the Xiucai exam, because with the identity of Xiucai, at least the safety guarantee of his life could reach more than eighty or ninety.

It's just that Zhang Zhongjun's plan can't be implemented, because now Steward Zhang, after fiddling with his loyalty with righteous words and provocative people's hearts, followed the words of the town office: "This is the collection order of Fengwutang, do you dare to resist the order?" and directly retreated, turned around and knelt in front of Zhang Zhongjun with a sad face, and howled and cried: "Young master, old man is incompetent!

Zhang Zhongjun also came to his senses, damn, he still has to take the show to save his life! Now he has to be sent to the battlefield, maybe he will be tossed on the road, and this weak body will hang!

Damn! As soon as the body hangs, Lao Tzu really hangs! What should I do!

When Zhang Zhongjun was anxious, suddenly a faint light lit up in his head.

Feeling this light, Zhang Zhongjun immediately couldn't wait to pounce, because he felt the breath of his senior brother, what he didn't say, this is the coffin book of the senior brother, it is his own golden finger!

Just pounced on the light and felt the information brought by the light, Zhang Zhongjun was a little sluggish.

"Is this a mistake? This thing is my brother's coffin? Shouldn't the so-called golden finger give me some storage magic weapons, and some natural and earth treasures that can be used directly and directly increase my strength?"

"Now give me the ability to see the fortune of all things in the world? I seem to carry this thing with me, right? Do I need this extra move?"

Zhang Zhongjun looked around a little confused, and at this glance, Zhang Zhongjun immediately found that the world was a little different.

First of all, the line of sight is much clearer, and the things that can be seen are much more detailed, before I could only dimly see the gray and white lines above everyone's heads, but now I can see clearly, and even the thin lines contain smaller threads.

And somehow I learned what this smaller thin line represented.

The gray and white qi luck line on the outside represents the current status and luck of these people, while the color of the tiniest line hidden inside represents the highest degree that they can achieve in their qi luck.

And the strange thing is that just looking at it like this, Zhang Zhongjun can also see that several people also have a ball of luck in various positions on their bodies.

At first, Zhang Zhongjun didn't understand, but after taking a closer look, he found that it was luck like a treasure.

For example, the character who waited for the Zhang family to hand over his face to the town office, the jade pendant on his waist, although it was also gray luck, was much richer than the gray luck on the top of his master's head.

There is also Steward Zhang, who is kneeling on the ground and wailing and selling loyalty, has a gray and red luck group in his arms, which can be said to be the one with the highest luck among so many people and so many treasures present!

This discovery made Zhang Zhongjun a little sluggish, and he finally understood: "Damn! This is the ability to see the luck of all things?! In this way, isn't there any treasure that he meows can escape Lao Tzu's eyes?! No wonder this is the coffin book of the senior brother! This is how so many treasures in the stomach of the senior brother come from!"

Zhang Zhongjun was shocked, but also warm, the senior brother gave himself such a coffin, and he really couldn't let the senior brother down!

Wait for me, brother, I will definitely return to the Empire!

Zhang Zhongjun, who had a bottom in his heart again, once again returned to an indifferent state, and was in the mood to watch the progress of things again. At the same time, he has also become cautious, because now he has to work hard to improve his strength while saving his life.

Of course, Zhang Zhongjun is also very careful to test his own golden finger, not to mention anything else, this golden finger that can easily see the level of all things, you can know how valuable it is without thinking about it, and the senior brother's inventory can have so many treasures, it must have a great relationship with this golden finger.

If it weren't for Zhang Zhongjun's determination that he had the experience of commanding 10,000 people, it would have been difficult to distinguish the hypocrisy and viciousness of Steward Zhang in front of him, because after wailing for a while, he directly took out a book from his arms, and shouted loudly while stuffing the book into Zhang Zhongjun's hand with excitement:

"Young master, this is the first volume of the Quanwu Sutra that the old master specially asked the old man to find for you before his death, because the young master focused on the imperial examination, the old man was afraid that the young master would hurt his body by seeing the people, so he has been hiding with him, and now since the young master is going to embark on the road of martial arts, the old man can only hand over this secret book to the young master, and I hope that the young master can practice diligently and embark on a glorious martial arts road!"

Zhang Zhongjun took this secret book that seemed to be a few pages a little helpless, in Zhang Zhongjun's eyes, this book showed a gray and red luck, and it was the treasure hidden in Steward Zhang's arms before.

This mere book is actually the highest level of luck among so many people and so many treasures present? This is just the so-called first volume of the "Quanwu Sutra"? If it is a complete set of "Quanwu Jing", then wouldn't the luck of this book have to turn orange?

(End of chapter)