I'm really not immortal

Chapter 9
Mixed rivers and lakes.

The most important thing is (∩∩).

With face, one can have prestige, and with prestige, one can be called a hero wherever one goes!
So what is face?

First point.

A man should be handsome and a woman should be beautiful.

Otherwise, your prestige is high, and the young hero saved Miss Liang's family. They will only say that they will be your cattle and horses in the next life, but they will not say that the little girl has nothing to repay, and they can only promise each other with their body.

If you look ugly, maybe someone will yell and insult you.

Second.

The realm of martial arts should be high.

This is the main profession. Zhao Qingchan has never practiced it, so there is no need to talk about it now. Anyway, it is only as high as it can be practiced.

Then there is the sub-profession.

What is this thing?
Technical work for a living.

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, if their martial arts are not good, and there are no other two brushes that are more partial, then they must go out at noon, otherwise it will be cold sooner or later.

And this is a sub-profession.

Cultural category: piano, chess, calligraphy and painting
Collectors: Woodcutters, Fishermen, Farmers, Miners.

Manufacturing categories: pharmacist, poisoner, cook, tailor, blacksmith, craftsman.

Jianghu category: Gua master, Feng Shui master, Talisman master, physician, formation master, alchemist, bodyguard master, etc.

These sub-professions are closely related to Jianghu warriors.

Well, except for the cultural category.

Except for the more partial Xiaoyao School, Yihua Palace, Cihang Jingzhai and so on.

Other martial arts schools do not have strict requirements on this, and it is not a rigid need, and it is a dispensable thing.

Basically, it is enough to be able to read and write, and to understand cheat books, pictures of human meridians and acupoints.

The collection class is a side job that is purely for living. There is only one requirement, that is, if you encounter natural treasures, don't mistake the way to take them out.

Otherwise, if one is not careful, it will be a valuable treasure if it is planted in the ground, but if it is dug out, it will become a worthless defective product, and there will be nowhere to cry.

Manufacturing?

Really just need it, players will basically learn a side job.

For example, blacksmiths, players who want to join forces such as Tibetan Sword Villa, Famous Sword Gate, and Weapon Casting, all have certain requirements.

Tang Sect players must learn the sub-profession of Poison Master.

A group of burglars who throw darts from a distance, if they don't know how to poison them, they can sell themselves for nothing.

As for pharmacists and doctors, they complement each other. If players join forces such as Jinzhen Shen's family and Butterfly Valley, they must learn the ability.

And what exclusive sub-profession does the Wudang faction have?
Not really.

However, most of the Wudang Taoists, because of Taoism, may also be feng shui masters, hexagram masters, and talisman masters.

to sum up.

The realm of martial arts is used to mix rivers and lakes.

So many sub-professions are the capital you use to mess around.

Wood rich?
what to eatWhat to drink?What are you sleeping on?
In the years when you couldn't go whoring for nothing with your prestige and appearance, it was very likely that you would embark on the road of no return by robbing your house and becoming a monster who was shouted and killed by others.

Otherwise, you have practiced martial arts hard, but you have to be a bodyguard for local tyrants because of 'poor'.

Two words.

blood loss.

This is also a common situation among Jianghu warriors.

Of course, you can also have an unusual identity.

For example, there are silly sons in every landlord's family. This kind of rich second generation is often not short of money.

Zhao Qingchan thought that he could become Zhang Sanfeng's closed disciple, and he should be better than the landlord's stupid son.

But money is something, no matter how good the master is to you, he will always use the tone that you need to experience, and let you make money alone. When you are away from home, you will not throw thousands of taels of silver bills on your face.

So, in order to avoid the slogan of 'robbing the rich and helping the poor' in the future, Zhao Qingchan decided to upgrade most of the sub-professions to level 9 or 10 within the next three years. (Level 10 is not full level)

If you can do this.

Then he can make a name for himself in the arena by relying on his sub-profession alone.

And this time, another year has passed.

…………

early summer.

A young man was lying on a rocking chair basking in the sun, with a copy of the "Tao Te Ching" covering his face, and he didn't know if he fell asleep.

But looking at the dusty old Taoist beside him, and the young man's involuntarily clenched fists, he knew that this guy's heart was obviously not so peaceful.

"Get up."

"Master, don't slap your face. I will rely on this face to get in and out of the Jianghu in the future. Maybe I am still a sign of the Wudang sect. This face must not be slapped..." Zhao Qingchan stood up with a whoosh, It seems that he has no internal strength and light work, but his skills are extremely stable.

There's no way, taking a medicated bath every seven days, his current innate attributes are really high, no worse than some people who are just practicing internal skills.

Taoist Yuxu twitched his lips. He has seen shameless people, but he has never seen such shameless people.

But then again.

This little brat really grew handsomer and more handsome.

Gee.

He murmured all day that he looked better than Pan An, and he probably would realize it in the future.

If he develops a whole body of kung fu in the future and becomes a master of flying around, he will be a banished immortal alive.

It's uncomfortable, how many little girls have to be deceived in the world?
Taoist Yuxu is afraid that in the future, at the foot of Wudang Mountain, there will always be a group of Jianghu female heroes holding dolls...

"Unfortunate, old Taoist, when I was in the world, I was short of face." Taoist Yuxu felt uncomfortable.

But what else can he say?
You study hard and strive to make progress every day?

I'm sorry, in two years, his little disciple has already memorized two thousand copies of Dao Zang in the Sutra Pavilion.

Hexagrams, feng shui, talismans, formations, and medical skills have all been learned.

And after he studied it a little bit, this little bunny was really not bad in these aspects, and he could even be regarded as outstanding.

Especially after Zhao Qingchan silently wrote [-] copies of Daozang, the handwriting is so beautiful that he feels a little ashamed.

The old Taoist lay on his exclusive rocking chair and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Zhao Qingchan squatted obediently by the side, beating the legs of the old man who had taken care of her for two years.

two years.

Although it is the relationship between his aptitude and savvy, Taoist Yuxu takes care of him in every possible way, but his heart is full of flesh. Zhao Qingchan has never experienced this kind of 1V1 care since he grew up in the starting point orphanage.

His respect for Taoist Yuxu is far from being as simple as outsiders can imagine.

Especially in the past year, he had to take a medicated bath every seven days.

An old Taoist who is over eighty years old will continuously infuse him with true energy for an hour. This kindness is far from being able to be described by words.

"Master was away for a month, why did he come back today?"

Taoist Yuxu took a sip of his drink, and said without raising his head and eyes, "Suddenly your fifth uncle appeared on the rivers and lakes."

"Old Zhangtou was worried about your other uncles, so he asked my old arm and legs to take a look. After a long journey for a month, it was still false news."

Zhao Qingchan nodded: "Master Patriarch has worked hard, but Fifth Master Uncle Jiren has his own aura, and there will be no bad things. Maybe he will come back in two years."

"It's good to have this idea, but from your mouth, I thought your hexagram skills have reached the realm of heaven and man." Taoist Yuxu curled his lips.

Zhao Qingchan rolled her eyes, I'm telling the truth, why don't you believe me.

Two years later.

The head of Wudang celebrated his [-]th birthday.

Just two months before his birthday.

Zhang Cuishan returned to Wudang Mountain with his wife and children.

In the previous life, this was just a background plot.

Now, he seems to be able to only treat it as a background plot.

Because, he is still a weak chicken.

…………

ps: There are no recommendation tickets for the new books, isn't it going to be cold, woo woo, don't stop me, I'm going to jump into the river!
(End of this chapter)