"Understood."

Zhang Rongfang knew it in his heart.

At this time, he lowered his head and looked at his attribute bar.

‘Zhang Rongfang – Life 8-9, Skill: Observe the Void. Available Attributes: 0.’

Sure enough, it showed up... He felt relieved.

As long as it can be revealed, there is hope!

After learning the Guanxu Gong, he quickly found Xiao Qingying's residence disciple's room at around 10 o'clock in the morning and waited in front of the door.

The Practice Disciple Room is next to the Practice Disciple Room, both of which are the same area.

The rooms where Xiao Qingying lives are among the best repaired.

After a while, Xiao Qingying was dressed neatly and pushed open the door with a melancholy look.

She saw Zhang Rongfang waiting in the corridor outside the door at a glance.

"Are you the little Taoist priest arranged by my father?"

"Zhang Rongfang has met his senior sister." Zhang Rongfang quickly saluted. In short, he is only sixteen years old now, but he is really younger than the other party, and he is considered a little Taoist priest.

"Well, stay away from me and don't interfere with me." Xiao Qingying said politely.

It seems that she doesn't recognize the person in front of her at all. She is a strange little Taoist priest she has rescued once before.

At this time, she was wearing a white trouser robe, about 1.5 meters tall, dragging her extremely plump chest curve, and properly maintained, her skin was as white as milk.

Even people like Zhang Rongfang who have seen all kinds of beauties in their previous life were slightly squinted.

Although his face is just pretty, his figure does not look like a seventeen-year-old girl at all.

He did not look at him inappropriately. He slightly avoided the sight that fell on the other person and looked at his shoulder.

"From today on my opinion, I will follow you, Senior Sister, please forgive me." He replied seriously.

"I understand, I'm so annoyed." Xiao Qingying waved her hand impatiently.

Zhang Rongfang didn't say much, but when Xiao Qingying went out, he followed silently, and the two were about five meters apart.

This distance is not far or near, just enough.

Xiao Qingying was a little impatient at first, so she went to the cottage and chatted with her best friend, so Zhang Rong was far away.

When he went to practice martial arts, Zhang Rong stood by and watched.

When I went for a meal and for a walk, the latter followed quietly and had no sense of existence.

After several days of succession, Xiao Qingying slowly thought he no longer existed.

Zhang Rongfang was also happy with his time. He was free and could practice familiar with the practice of observing the virtual skills at any time.

The ability to practice whether you walk, sit or lie down is a state of mind visualization, which is not difficult at the beginning.

While following Xiao Qingying, he was also thinking about where his future path would be.

Now that he has gotten rid of his status as a traitor disciple, he finally has some spare time to arrange his future.

Da Ling has a strict hierarchy, strict social system, and strong military strength. His status as a fourth-class barbarian and his background as a Confucian family member will be difficult to do anything in the future.

Originally, he planned to walk through the road, but judging from the attitude of his master Xiao Rong, this path seems to have requirements for his background.

Even the current identity of this practitioner is still forcibly promoted by Xiao Qingying's glory.

In this way, he may be much more restricted in the Taoist priests in the future.

While following Xiao Qingying every day, Zhang Rongfang silently thought about his future prospects.

After thinking about it, the only way out is to learn martial arts first to protect yourself. Then use attributes and superpowers to at least ensure personal safety no matter what you do.

This great spirit was born a fourth-class barbarian and could only work hard work. Because he was a descendant of the Confucian family, he was even more targeted. Even if he had other talents in the future, he could only work at the bottom.

Becoming Xiao Qingying's follower, life is quite good.

Except for Xiao Rong who would be called to ask about the situation from time to time, the food increased to four white flour steamed buns, one pound of meat, and the food was full.

A good diet and regular schedule, Zhang Rongfang gradually calmed down after more than ten days.

His cheeks gradually became bloody and rosy, and his skin was shiny than before.

The most important thing is that there is another hot air in the chest and abdomen that can accumulate attribute points.

Another month passed in a blink of an eye.

In the canteen of Qinghe Palace.

"Hey, I heard you have really become a disciple of cultivation?" Fatty Pang sat opposite Zhang Rongfang with a food plate.

Like him, there are two other servant disciples.

One is Li Lingmei, the other is Situ Nan.

Li Lianmei has a rough name and a real face. She is a girl who will not attract any attention when she walks on the road.

She was born in a farmer family. The father of a rich peasant family favored boys over girls. In order to reduce taxes and exempt from military service, she spent a lot of money to send her in.

The same is true for Situ Nan. The difference between Li Lingmei is that her family is a wealthy businessman and her name is obtained by spending money to hire a down-and-out Confucian scholar.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Rongfang looked up and nodded to the three of them, as a greeting.

After coming to Qinghe Palace, the only thing he was familiar with was the three people in front of him. Many news were found out from the three people.

"We are fellow villagers, Senior Brother Rong Fang, you are Senior Brother now, and you have to take care of us more in the future." Fatty Pang smiled. There was a little pleasing in his smile.

"In addition, Situ has also been promoted. Now he works in the library, and he worships the deacon master who manages the library as his disciple." He smiled and pointed to Situ Nan beside him.

Zhang Rongfang was not surprised. Among the four of them, the only one who is most likely to be promoted was Situ Nan.

The reason is naturally because of appearance.

Situ Nan has fair skin, good looks, a calm and cold personality, and is serious and careful in doing things. The most important thing is that her family is rich and has opened up many joints.

Such disciples have many offerings and fewer troubles, and are pleasing to the eye. They are disciples that many monks like.

After Situ Nan sat down, he glanced at the Taoist robe of Zhang Rong's cultivation disciple.

"Rong Fang, if there is anything in the future, we can communicate with each other."

"Yes." Zhang Rongfang nodded, and that's what he meant.

"I heard that you are following Master Xiao Rong's daughter every day, that senior sister Xiao Qingying?" Fatty Pang leaned closer to his face and asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

He looked around and noticed the sight of the traitors around him, mostly envious, and there was a little hidden jealousy.

I'm afraid many people think that he was promoted to a disciple of cultivation because he was lucky enough to eat shit.

"There will be a party later. Let's go together in Shangde Garden. We are all practitioners who have been promoted in recent months." Situ Nan invited.

Zhang Rongfang pondered for a while, but still agreed. There are many disciples who gather together to keep warm.

If you are lucky, you can exchange a lot of useful news and secrets.

"good."

"Brother Rong Fang, Sister Situ, I really envy you for being promoted so quickly. If you have anything to do in the future, just speak." Li Lingmei, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but speak.

"Don't worry, I will do my best if I can help." Situ Nan nodded.

After a meal, the four separated.

Zhang Rongfang happened to be on holiday these days, and Xiao Qingying had to go out with his father Xiao Rong to visit friends, so he had some free time to move around.

Following Situ Nan, the two walked towards Shangde Garden behind Qinghe Palace.

Along the way, the two men's disciples who met two men bowed their heads and took the initiative to salute.

Situ Nan walked in front, almost two steps away from the end of the month.

"Zhang Rongfang, do you know how disciples of practicing practices can be promoted?"

"I don't know." Zhang Rongfang was also thinking about this issue.

If a disciple who practices will go up, he will be brought into the sect wall by the monk and become a true disciple.

Only true disciples are qualified to have the Taoist name and then they are qualified to be promoted to mages.

"I only knew it from the last party," Situ Nan said. "The improvement of the disciples in practice depends on martial arts practice. Because it is difficult to judge the state of literary arts practice. Illusions are still mental aspects, and no one can tell the truth. Therefore, the main judgment depends on the level of martial arts."

"This is the easiest and most intuitive to judge the level."

Situ Nan's words made Zhang Rongfang frown slightly.

He thought about it.

"Now the Daling court's martial arts are sweeping the world, and it's invincible and majoring in martial arts. What's the use of?"

"Da Ling is strong. I heard from my master that my Qing and Gongli Daoism are not without rivals. Not to mention the other sects in the martial arts world in the martial arts world, the nearby Bailing Temple, they often send people to find fault.

There are also many of the monks passing by, the evil men on the blacklist, and the thieves in the wilderness, who need to be guarded against.”
To be continued...