If it is not self-cultivation, money is an indispensable survival resource for social life.

Zhang Xuezhou's many ideas have changed, but the practical problems make him have to face up to the needs of life.

Only when his life is stable can he carry out the research in the concept.

At the end of the day, he's just a mortal.

Switching from a comfortable sleep state, Zhang Xuezhou also woke up, and then quickly prepared for what needed to be done in the near future.

"Cousin!"

As usual, there was some paralysis in the body due to lack of active blood, Zhang Xuezhou cushioned a little, and then sat up.

The light of the sun outside the window was strong, and it was noon, so Rong Tianding may have gone to eat.

Zhang Xuezhou stretched his hands and feet, and waited until his body was alive and bloody, and then he found a pot of water in the room and poured it into his mouth to slow down his body.

This time it was only 12 days in Bigu, and instead of 30 days and tens of thousands of miles away like before, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he was in good physical condition, and he was rarely like a starving ghost.

But he can eat a certain amount at the moment.

Zhang Xuezhou touched his pocket and was about to go downstairs to eat and drink, only to see that the door was opened, and Rong Tianding had already entered the room with a large plate of chicken.

"Cousin, come and eat, I know you'll wake up today, and you've already asked someone to make the ingredients!"

Rong Tianding's complexion was ruddy, his steps were steady and powerful, and he had obviously recovered quite well during this time, and he did not cause any trouble.

"How are you feeling?"

Zhang Xuezhou took the food, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it carefully, and asked Rong Tianding about his physical condition.

"I was in the West Market yesterday to help people catch pigs, and guess what?" Rong Tianding said happily.

"Did you become the butcher of the West Market?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"No, no, it's when I carry the pig's tail and legs, I feel no different from lifting a dog" Rong Tianding said: "My strength has increased a lot recently!" ”

"You have more demonic power now, you should have this kind of collateral effect!"

Zhang Xuezhou can use the power of the bird demon to soar, and it is normal for Rong Tianding to borrow the power of the dragon blood demon to increase some strength.

If Rong Tianding's demonic power can also bring some other small uses, Zhang Xuezhou will not feel strange.

As long as Rong Tianding can withstand this kind of demonic power, he will inevitably enjoy the convenience brought by demonic power.

This kind of convenience will not become a possible obstacle until he moves towards the Divine Power Realm, but there are very few monks who can enter the Divine Power Realm, and Zhang Xuezhou is too lazy to think about these things that will not exist in the future, after all, it is difficult for him to reach the Divine Power Realm himself.

When his abdomen was swollen, Zhang Xuezhou exhaled deeply, and under the flow of mana in the acupoints, his yang spirit did not leave his body.

This made Zhang Xuezhou a little disappointed.

With the help of X432 repair technology, the fifth chapter of his spiritual enhancement chapter has not been completed, and it is obvious that he can't achieve the ability to go out of his body.

This made Zhang Xuezhou miss Jiuzhen wine a little.

But Zhang Xuezhou quickly put these thoughts behind him.

"What? Dong Fuzi said that he was seriously ill and was likely to die? ”

"Yes, he will treat him as soon as he wakes you up!"

Rong Tianding brought a piece of news to Zhang Xuezhou, which made Zhang Xuezhou feel that Dong Zhongshu was really unlucky.

It's good in Shu County, but the snake came.

Sailing down the river, I met the unlucky ghost of the Soviet side.

When he entered Fuping County, he was arrested and imprisoned by petty officials.

And it is not easy to enter the county town of Shanggu, and there is no shortage of competing with Li Guang.

When he returned to Chang'an City, Emperor Jing died, Dong Zhongshu was sick and on duty, and after returning home, he was visited by Shen Peigong to ask for advice.

This discussion made Dong Zhongshu's previous request to Li Guang to use the jade halal technique to suppress the effect of null and void.

After going around and around for nearly two years, Dong Zhongshu finally returned to the state of forcibly impacting the realm of self-righteousness.

"That's what happened," Rong Tianding said.

"It's easy for Master Dong to kill himself if he continues like this," Zhang Xuezhou sighed.

"Then he doesn't want to do that!"

Rong Tianding couldn't help but shake his head again and again.

The more he understands Dong Zhongshu, the more balanced he is in his heart.

The monks of the self-only realm are not having a good time, and what kind of fate is a little monk of the Pulse Realm like him, and the mentality of Rong Tianding has been adjusted extremely well.

The two talked to each other in a low voice, and Zhang Xuezhou finally decided not to set up a stall in the West Market, but to see Dong Zhongshu first, in case Dong Zhongshu saw that his hand was too halal, Zhang Xuezhou should also be a coolie.

"Master Dong also said that he had no money to buy medicine, so I borrowed him three hundred and a half taels!"

"He doesn't have the habit of saving money, and he can't take it out when he really wants to use it!"

"It seems that we can't be like Master Dong!"

"That's a must!"

……

The two chatted while walking, and they didn't take a carriage because they lacked money, so Zhang Xuezhou had the right to lie down for 12 days and need to walk around to make his body completely alive.

From Xishi to Dongfu on Guanjie, Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding walked for more than an hour.

Seeing the Dong Mansion again, the collapsed mansion has been completely repaired.

However, compared with the previous group of students, the mansion at this time seemed a little deserted, and few students gathered outside.

Zhang Xuezhou knocked on the door, but the door was not bolted, so he knocked it open.

In the courtyard, Dong Zhongshu sat on a wicker chair, basking in the sun on a hot day.

As if he didn't know the heat and cold, Dong Zhongshu never entered the house to shade even if he was sweating.

Seeing them push the door into the house, Dong Zhongshu beckoned and smiled at them reluctantly.

"Can you be so exposed to the sun?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"I'm ...... now I'm just going to recuperate in the sun now! ”

Dong Zhongshu let out a long sigh.

Although it was just a matter of jade halalism, Li Guang didn't help, and Dong Zhongshu didn't either.

And Dong Zhongshu not only lacked people to help with the operation, but he also lacked the money to buy precious medicinal materials.

After spending the money and borrowed money from the imperial court, Dong Zhongshu only had to lie down and bask in the sun to treat his body.

If it weren't for the sudden illness and rush to the doctor, Dong Zhongshu would also think of means such as consolidating the foundation and cultivating yuan, instead of relying on Zhang Xuezhou's hemostatic technique that treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

He coughed several times, and when a mouthful of bloody phlegm came out, Dong Zhongshu didn't have much thought in his head, and asked Zhang Xuezhou to help quickly.

"It's good that wasn't a few days ago!"

After listening to Dong Zhongshu's explanation, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Dong Zhongshu would have begged him for treatment earlier, and maybe the more he was treated, the worse it would be, and finally he would end up with Wei Shao'er.

But his luck is now stable, not to mention bringing benefits to Dong Zhongshu, it is unlikely to harm Dong Zhongshu.

A Tai Halal technique fell, and Dong Zhongshu gasped for a few breaths before he braced his body up.

The Halal technique was a powerful treatment for internal and external injuries, at least it stopped his current coughing up of blood.

"If you're not in good health, don't force yourself to fight with others," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"It's not that I want to fight" Dong Zhongshu said with an ugly face: "It's like you don't want to fight, but there is a madman who directly cuts you with a knife, you can't beat it, you can't escape, and in the end you have to fight to save your life, whoever encounters this situation will be no different from me!" ”

"He's so crazy?"

Of course, Zhang Xuezhou knows very well who the 'madman' mentioned by Dong Zhongshu is.

No matter how virtuous and respectful and polite he is, no matter how high or low the dispute of ideas, no matter how much he has the cultivation of Confucianism, he will not be soft, and will dialectically until the final result.

Dong Zhongshu was defeated, proving that Dong Zhongshu's philosophy and cultivation path were a joke.

Shen Peigong lost, which proved that Confucianism needed to be reformed, and from then on, Dong Zhongshu's cultivation method was the mainstay.

Shen Peigong didn't mind losing, but he wanted to see where Dong Zhongshu won.

It was rare that he came to Chang'an in his twilight years, and he also met with Dong Zhongshu to seek it, but the results of the verification made Shen Peigong very disappointed.

Dong Zhongshu was defeated, this is obviously not a suitable Confucian leader.