The big spirit’s tutelage is not just about men and women having fun, but more about performing various songs, zajus and other performances.

If you operate well, you can earn extremely high income by performing alone.

Zhang Rongfang himself had just woken up and didn't have much time, so he naturally didn't have the ability.

This is the income earned by writing songs by the predecessor.

He touched the one hundred-month banknote, which was printed with a complex manufacturing name, anti-counterfeiting mark, and the official name set by the Great Spirit Emperor: Lingyuan Tongxing Baochao.

Carefully put away the banknotes, Zhang Rongfang folded the letter and put it into the pocket of his clothes lined.

The more money he saved, he could live a better life in Qinghe Palace again.

Recently, the prices at the foot of the mountain have risen again, and brown rice costs 20 cents per kilogram. This hundred cents... If you take them out alone to improve your life, it is useless.

But eating and accommodation in the Qinghe Palace is not expensive, so you can get some attributes by buying meat and eggs to nourish your body.

At that time, I will find a way to get the identity of a practitioner... and I will be able to try the effect of improving the skills with attributes...

As he was walking forward, Zhang Rongfang suddenly heard from a distance that a little voice came from afar on the right side of the corridor outside the corridor.

"...When did you go back? I thought only Li Yunchang was returned." A young male voice with some anxiety sounded like he was only in his early twenties.

"There were Chen Dashan and Zhang Shitou who were arranged to go down the mountain last night... There were no need for so many servile disciples on the mountain, so they naturally retreated." Another female Taoist sighed.

"If someone in the family is a Taoist naturalized person, he can be exempted from a lot of official taxes and can be exempted from military service. So even if he is a traitor, some people want to send him to someone. Anyway, as long as he sends someone who is not at home, he can enjoy a lot of benefits. Who wouldn't want to do such a good thing?" The female Taoist continued.

"Oh...how do you keep people?" asked the male Taoist.

"Either give money or someone has to take care of it..." the female Taoist sighed. "If you are driven down the mountain, you will definitely not be able to return home. We are the fourth-class people again..."

Zhang Rongfang did not continue to listen, but his heart was shocked.

The Daling divided the people into ten levels according to their industry: officials, officials, monks, Taoists, doctors, craftsmen, prostitutes, scholars, and beggars.

At the same time, people are divided into four levels according to their ethnic groups: Lingren, Huxi, Northern, and Barbarians.

The Qinghe Palace is located in the south, and most of the errand disciples are actually barbarians. Zhang Rongfang was originally a northerner, but after he and his sister wandered to Pingyu Road, they were also considered barbarians.

Pingyu Road here is equivalent to a large province in its previous life.

He silently walked past the two men calmly. They didn't care about him at all, and were still trying to find ways to see how to stay.

After passing the two, Zhang Rongfang could still hear the vague voice behind him.

Being driven down the mountain and being removed from the road is a very troublesome thing.

In Daling, you are engaged in an industry that you do whenever you want. You have to apply to the government, otherwise you can only be considered an illegal worker and your income is extremely low.

Without the official certification, no matter how good your technical work is, you can only get extremely low money.

The fourth-class barbarians were restricted in Daling and were unable to enter many industries. Once they were driven down the mountain, they could not reduce taxes and work. Perhaps a military service fee for the government's military service would be destroyed.

Even if they can still hold on, various taxes will be suppressed, and the fourth-class barbarians will instantly even have food and clothing.

Now that I stay in the mountains, I can eat and stay for free, and many people can have food and clothing at home.

So no matter how tired or hard the mountain is, no one wants to go down the mountain.

Zhang Rongfang had many thoughts in his mind. He was also a traitor disciple. There were too many traitors in the Qinghe Palace and wanted to start to clear out some of them.

This also made him feel a little crisis. He could still farm after others were cleared, but he couldn't farm.

I can only take my luck in writing music. I only won once every six months and got a hundred essays... If I want to live on this, it would be a dream.

Besides, the song was written by his predecessor, so he couldn't write it either. Daling's song is not a modern version of the song, and there are many strict rules. It's not enough to just sing it in plain language.

He suddenly thought of his predecessor's sister Zhang Rongyu, and what she had said before.

In Daling, as a fourth-class person, it is really difficult to live with dignity.

Bypass the Qinghe Palace Master Hall and find your room in the disciple's bungalow area behind.

Zhang Rongfang carefully put the 100-month banknotes with the rest of the money he saved, and then carried them all together with him.

There is only one wardrobe, a bed, and a wooden stool in the room. There is an oil lamp on it.

Zhang Rongfang sat down against the head of the bed, feeling a little confused.

Although he has been here for more than ten days, he still feels unrealistic.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary office worker, with a few thousand yuan a month and was not married. He planned to save money to buy a house with a loan, but ended up going to bed at night.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he came to Zhang Rongfang, a Taoist priest from the Qinghe Palace.

Fortunately, his real name is Zhang Rongfang, so there is no problem with accepting the name.

But from an ordinary working person to a Taoist priest in Taoism, the gap is a bit big.

He also worked hard to observe and learn, and combined with some of the memories left by his predecessor, he finally settled down in Qinghegong without any trouble.

Taoist priests are not that easy to be, especially in this era, Taoist priests of the great spirit.

Not to mention anything else, there are fixed details and rules for reciting scriptures in the morning and evening, and etiquettes such as rituals when you meet others.

There are rules for food, clothing, housing and transportation, which is quite troublesome.

Although you can read the scriptures, you will have trouble if you are not familiar with them. Although errands do miscellaneous work, many tools and things cannot be used, which is also troublesome.

After finally adapting to the rhythm, another man-made man came out to clear some of the mendations down the mountain today.

Zhang Rongfang unconsciously rubbed the wood on the head of the bed, and the rough and cold wood made him feel a little quieter.

‘There is no great spirit dynasty in history…it seems that I have arrived in another world.’

In the memory of the predecessor, Da Ling was just an ordinary ancient dynasty. There was no cultivation of immortals, no magic, no monsters, and monsters. It was a dynasty environment similar to ancient China.

But the only difference is that the territory of the Great Spirit is unimaginable.

Zhang Rongfang was confused. He didn't know what he could do or what he wanted to do in this world.

He had no time to think about this problem for more than ten days ago. Now he finally got idle, but he had this problem again from his heart.

‘If I can’t go back, what do I want to do here? What can I do?’

He raised his hand and moved his fingers.

His eyes gradually became more and more confused.

‘Forget it, no matter what the future holds, at least I have to live a better life now.’

‘Now I am in danger. I am free to serve the meals I provide every day, not to mention saving the attributes, even the normal physical needs cannot be met. I also have to do a lot of miscellaneous work every day, and I only have some rest time at night.’

The expression on Zhang Rongfang's face gradually became firmer from the middle of the earth.

‘First set a small goal, get rid of the mate disciples, eat and wear well. My current life is too unsafe.’

But with attributes and superpowers, he believes that he will definitely break out.

After coming back to his senses, he stood up, Zhang Rongfang checked the banknotes on his body and prepared to go out.

He still has to do today's miscellaneous work.

The money I saved before, plus the 100 ounces I just obtained, is a total of two taels of silver, or two thousand ounces, which is the money I saved after saving for a long time by my predecessor.

As a Taoist priest, even if he is a traitor, he can occasionally get a little reward from some generous distinguished guests.

Zhang Rongfang's predecessor did a good job in this regard. He was honest and dull, and his eyes never floated around, so the profit was OK.

He originally planned to wait for the rest time to go down the mountain to buy some good things to replenish his body, and then change it to attribute points.

But just after hearing the conversation between the two, he planned to give gifts to the Taoist priests of the pirate.

In this world, the class level is extremely strict, and the fourth-class barbarians are extremely restricted and can only do some cool labor tasks.

Zhang Rongfang knew very well that if he wanted to live a more comfortable life, he could only go to the dark side of Taoist dynasties.

There is still a chance to make money in the future, but after Daoji passes this opportunity, it may be very difficult in the future.

After leaving the disciple's bungalow, he went straight to the water washing room, which is the place to wash clothes.

This month it's his turn to rotate.

However, before arriving at the washing room, Zhang Rongfang turned a corner and went to the road management room first.

The management Taoist priest Zhang Chunsheng was not there. After inquiring about Zhang Chunsheng's work and rest, Zhang Rongfang also felt at ease.

Zhang Chunsheng is famous for asking for money. As long as the news is confirmed, he may be able to give gifts and get a quota for leaving.

It’s a pity that the little money he saved is gone again...

Zhang Rongfang had just left the Taoist management room and hadn't walked very far.

Behind him, two Taoist priests who swept the floor, their eyes were floating, sweeping across his bulging chest and both stopped.

The two changed their eyes and followed Zhang Rongfang quietly with a broom.

These two people are tall and have strong muscles. It is fake to sweep the floor here. They are specialized in squatting to see which disciples will come to give gifts. It is true.

They all heard about the news that came from the Qing and the palace.

This is a decision passed down by the highest prison in the exception of the palace master, and no one can change it.

As soon as the news spreads, they can go through relationships and prepare money for money. But if they don’t have enough money, they can only think of some wrong ways.
To be continued...