Chapter 1, Qinghe Palace (Part 1)

She opened the small bag at her lower back, took out an item wrapped in light yellow oil paper, and handed it to the man

Yet, within his smile, there seems to be a different kind of meaning

I promised you. The woman nodded, so I am not following Dumanlan now

July 1182, morning

But ... ...

The better the food, the richer the nutrition, and the faster the accumulation of attribute points

Tears blurred her vision, and her hands were also stained with mud

How did our parents teach us back then? Have you forgotten everything?

Old Xu reached behind him and swiftly pulled out a package, opened it, and took out a somewhat rough light yellow envelope from inside.

The woman thought of this, and her other hand instinctively pressed against the skin on the back of her thigh

Even through the skirt, one can feel waves of pain

It is too early to start a fire, the firewood is almost used up, and it has not been replenished yet. All they do is shout all day long, and the master has not said a word.

She picked them up very carefully, but unfortunately, the rainwater and mud, along with being smashed on the ground a few times, caused most of the older banknotes to become smudged and damaged

A gourd of spring intoxicates the crabapple islet, a gourd yet to drink already exudes fragrance, this wine truly lives up to its reputation as the famous gourd wine from near and far... just the scent alone can make one feel completely at ease

There is no internal energy; apart from being slightly more forceful than the average person, there is nothing else unusual.

Zhang Rongfang - Life 8 - 9, Skills: None. Available Attributes: 0

In life, if you wish to avoid being bullied, you must find every possible way to rise above. Do you still not understand this principle?

Great Spirit · 11831183 years

This is a vast realm known as the Great Spirit

Do not blame him, he is still young and does not understand... he does not know the importance of money, but in the future, he will...

After he came into this world, he inherited some memories from his previous life, knowing that his parents had both passed away and that he had an elder sister. However, his sister has now gone to the distant capital, and they have lost contact.

I, Zhang Rongfang, will no longer acknowledge you as my sister from now on! Take your dirty money and get lost!

On the surface, it appears to be a chorus, but in reality, there is a complete chaos in the mind

Bang

Chen Dashi - Life 11 - 14, Skill: Rejuvenation Purification Talisman - Seventh Mountain Type Talisman

A man, slender in build, no more than around ten years old, with a flushed complexion, dressed in a faded blue Daoist robe.

After encountering several Taoist temples and hearing about the profound skills of the esteemed elder Taoist, Zhang Rongfang completely lost hope

"Those going to the fire room, pick up your pace! A distinguished guest is visiting this morning, so everyone should be on their toes. Don't be as sluggish as usual," shouted the senior brother in charge of supervising the morning class, holding a whisk in his hand.

After more than ten days of observation, Zhang Rongfang quietly collected various materials and probably gained some understanding of the situation here

The cruciform red flower sways gently on the tree in the wind, and a drop of dew slides off from the tip of a petal

When bamboo breaks, it should be repaired with bamboo; when holding a chicken, one should use its eggs. All efforts that are not of the same kind are merely in vain, far better than true lead containing the sacred mechanism

Moreover, this world does not resemble a game, for it is excessively real

The room is a wooden cabin built separately at the entrance of the corridor, filled with various letters and packages, guarded by an old man with half-closed eyes

The corridor on the road is in the shape of a square, connecting three temples

Moreover, within this paper bag, there is also something that my younger brother has wanted for a long time

At this moment, two people are standing by the wall under the eaves

This money, along with that item, should be sufficient for her to cover her brother's living expenses for several years after she leaves

... ...

The oiled paper bag was forcefully struck and flew away, rolling down in the rain curtain, tumbling several times on the damp muddy ground, scattering a pile of banknotes of various sizes and copper coins.

The information of each Taoist appeared in Zhang Rongfang's eyes

He left the dojo and walked along the side corridor, heading towards the letter room.

These that have rotted and become mushy can no longer be used and must be discarded... This means that more than half of her previous efforts have been rendered useless

After finishing the morning practice of the Daoist breathing scripture, a group of Daoists sat in silence for a moment before rising one after another at the sound of the bell

The letter contained only a small line of text, accompanied by a small denomination banknote. The number one hundred was printed on it.

... ...

Our parents passed away early, and in this world, only the two of us siblings are left to rely on each other. Rong Fang, this is what I have saved up over the years, you take it...

One night, he simply closed his eyes and, upon opening them again, found himself in a different place

This ability did not emerge suddenly; rather, it gradually developed as he gained a deeper understanding of the outside world and collected more information.

The stout Taoist glanced at Zhang Rongfang

Zhang Rongfang did not pay any attention

In one of the dojos, several pairs of disciples dressed in robes, with their legs and hands bound, were engaged in sparring with each other

He wore an expression of intoxicated wonder. Holding the gourd aloft, he tilted his head back as if drinking, imagining that fine wine was pouring forth from the empty gourd.

A group of young Taoist priests recited the scriptures in a melodic tune, accompanied by two other priests, one holding the imperial bell and the other striking a small drum, responding to each other in a harmonious accompaniment

As he walked, he tore open the wax seal of the envelope and pulled out the letter.

Dewdrops fell, traversing over ten meters of tree height, gently shattering upon a person's cheek

The plump Taoist priest beside him murmured softly

"Oh, so you are going to the letter room to fetch the letter?" The plump Taoist named Pang Zhong laughed upon hearing this

Having arrived in this world for more than ten days, Zhang Rongfang is still in a state of confusion and has not yet adapted to life here

The only benefit of the Taoist practicing Taoist skills here is good health, fewer illnesses, and occasionally being able to treat others, which is commonly referred to as Qigong therapy

The man struck the oil paper bag with a heavy slap

This ability appears to resemble a game, but Zhang Rongfang is more inclined to regard it as a form of mutation ability

I do not wish for this either, but apart from my appearance, what else can I use as leverage? At the very least, I am much luckier than other ordinary women; I still have the hope of turning my situation around

Wang Yingshi - Life 11 - 15, Skill: Rejuvenation Cleansing Time Talisman - Seventh Mountain Type Talisman

"Brother Xu, please retrieve my letter," Zhang Rongfang said, clasping his fists in a gesture of respect.

She did not continue speaking, but simply repackaged the money and items back into the oiled paper bag, squatting there in the rain, her voice choked, mumbling, unsure of what to say.

After more than ten days of contemplation and analysis, data collection, and testing, Zhang Rongfang discovered that the only way to increase attributes is through consumption

He quickly found a small room after passing through the corridor

Names, life, and skills all come from this

"Ten cents?" Zhang Rongfang understood, "No, I have something to do today."

It is evident that this person is merely mouthing the words

You know nothing! Being played by others is quite enjoyable, isn't it? You have no shame, but I still have mine!

Water droplets strike the ground, shattering and splattering, some scattering into the air, while others land on the surface of the brown wall corner

The region he is in is a medium-sized temple located in the mountains to the west of Daling.

For that thing, she gave up her dignity and became someone else's plaything

She let out a soft sigh and turned to look at the dense forest shrouded in the rain outside the eaves.

Moreover, it seems that he took the initiative to leave and came to Qinghe Palace to become a Taoist priest, thus severing all connections.

Thank you for the summons - Life 12 - 13, Skill: Rejuvenation Cleansing Time Talisman - Fifth Primordial Talisman

After careful inquiry, Zhang Rongfang learned that the Daoist practices in this world do not possess any exaggerated effects; they were primarily created for the purpose of longevity and health preservation

He has long black hair styled into a bun, adorned with a wooden brown crescent crown. The edges of the wooden crown still show rough, unpolished corners

The temple is named Qinghe Palace, and within the square-shaped temple, there reside over one hundred Taoist priests

There are no celestial arts, no strange magical artifacts, and certainly no flying on swords.

Old Fang, why don't you help me do it all at once? I'll give you this amount.

In front of the Daoist is a black-and-white Taiji diagram dojo, square in shape, surrounded by white walls and adorned with clusters of flowering trees

Pingyu Road, Huaxin County, Qinghe Palace

A trace of an imperceptible dark line flashed in his eyes

He is dressed in a deep blue Daoist robe, wearing a crescent-shaped wooden Daoist crown on his head, with a dull expression on his face

She handed over the oil paper bag

"Who the hell wants your dirty money!" The man suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Do you think that if you don't say it, others won't know? Do you think that having money means you can live a good life? Do you think that no one knows about the things you do every day? Do you know what others say about you behind your back?"

"Did you not promise me that you would no longer accompany that Du Malan?" The man gritted his teeth, almost forcing the words out between them.

The sound of rushing water and the crackling of raindrops blend together, indistinguishable from one another

Take it away, rest assured, I will definitely ensure that we live a ... ...

The sender is Xiao Long Ju, a brothel

About ten young Taoist priests are sitting cross-legged in the temple, reciting scriptures

In the corner, a young Taoist priest with slightly dark skin and a somewhat frail appearance was moving his lips, yet no sound was emitted.

He Zhang Rong is one of them

Behind his own life and skills, there are small yellow plus signs, which clearly indicates that, similar to the games he played in his previous life, they can be forcibly enhanced using attribute points

He lowered his head and glanced at himself

... ...

In this ordinary person's life, the Qinghe Palace is at a level of 8 to 9, and only then does Zhang Rongfang reach an average standard

Decades of cultivation have merely resulted in these old practitioners being healthy, radiant, quick in their movements, and robust in their vitality, with no other remarkable traits.

In an instant, a line of attribute data resembling that of a game appeared above the heads of each Taoist in the venue

In the dark green forest interspersed with brown, the wind causes the branches to sway continuously

Zhang Rongfang glanced from a distance; the Taoists on the field were merely practicing ordinary martial arts techniques.

The person reached out to rub their face, eyes closed, and picked up the yellow gourd in their hand, sniffing at the opening.

He slapped the woman hard and turned to leave, soon disappearing into the depths of the forest, drenched by the rain

However, this approach is worthwhile

Zhang Rongfang took it, cupped his fists again, and turned to walk towards the dormitory area where the disciples were staying

The woman spoke softly

Rainwater drips continuously from the eaves

The woman has a graceful figure, dressed in a pure white dress that reaches mid-thigh, revealing her fair skin. Her feet are adorned with brown leather boots that extend to her knees, and she wears a jade leather green belt around her waist.

In recent years, after coming to terms with her situation, the woman managed to sell everything she had to that person for a suitable price, and in return, she secured the safety of her brother and herself, along with a life free from financial worries

The old man leaned against the wall in front of the door, smoking a pipe in his hand

Bang

He has passed the test and gained a certain attribute, which has been added to his life. Therefore, his life has been enhanced from the original range of 7 to 8, to a new range of 8 to 9

As the woman picked up items, a drop of water suddenly fell onto the back of her hand, but that drop of water did not seem to be a raindrop

The woman was momentarily stunned, her right cheek was struck and turned bright red, slowly swelling up. However, she did not have time to care much about it and hurriedly dashed out from under the eaves, running towards the paper bag that had been knocked away, crouching down to pick up the banknotes from the ground one by one.

The Taoist priests attend morning and evening classes daily; apart from reciting scriptures, they engage in various chores. Occasionally, one can observe some priests practicing Taoist techniques.

"Rong Fang, I might be going to the capital in a while, and in the future... I may not be able to visit you often." The woman's voice was soft and clear, as pure as the spring water in a mountain stream

Standing opposite him was a beautiful woman wearing a veil, with bright eyes and fair skin