My Life Simulator

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After passing the chapter, Lu Li curled his lips and continued reading.

The ray of real qi just now not only caused Zhang Chuanjing to turn off. This wisp of cold zhenqi will slowly invade the kidneys and cause kidney failure.

Zhang Chuanjing can live up to three days!

In this world of cultivating ignorance of Zhen Qi, no one can see the true cause of Zhang Chuanjing's death, only that he died of excessive kidney deficiency.

In the next time, Lu Li came to the Cangjing Pavilion every day to read.

Three days later, the Jingyang bell in the Dao Palace Hall rang. One of the three main halls of the Mengshan Taoist Palace, who has been in charge of the Chapter Chuanjing of the Chuanjing Hall for many years, he became alive at noon today!

The external propaganda is the emergence and ascension, and the soaring.

Insiders know that Zhang Chuanjing prefers flowers in the backyard, and raises dozens of handsome Taoists. Under the circumstances, the kidneys are deficient and eventually he died.

Zhang Chuanjing ascended to heaven, and the upper and middle layers of the Taoist Palace all smiled with joy.

The seat of the master of the scriptures was vacated. The deacons sharpened their heads and tried every means to fight for the upper position. The abbot of the Taoist Palace and the two halls of Zhanglu and Propaganda were also very happy. Those who want to be in position have to give them generous gifts, and they can collect money and get cramps.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the seat of the master of Chuanjing, no one cared how Zhang Chuanjing died.

Only the steward of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was flustered.

Ever since Zhang Chuanjing came to Zangjing Pavilion to meet Lu Li, he fell ill when he went back and ascended to heaven three days later.

No matter how you look at it, you feel that Zhang Chuanjing was killed by Lu Ziming!

As a witness, the steward of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was panicked. Lu Ziming killed Zhang Chuanjing, would he even kill me? Killing!

And... Lu Ziming's methods of killing were simply unpredictable. Zhang Chuanjing died simply, but he died normally.

If Lu Ziming acted on me, I would die very simply and normally!

Turning his head to look at Lu Li, who was flipping through the book beside the bookshelf, the steward of Cangjing Pavilion felt cold all over, with a creepy feeling.

Taking a deep breath, Jun Shi walked into the side room, picked up the teapot, made a good pot of tea, and brought the tea tray to Lu Li's side.

"Master Lu, please have tea!"

The manager respectfully held the tea tray and bowed in front of Lu Li.

"let it go!"

Lu Li waved his hand and continued to read.

"My son...Spare!"

Putting down the tea tray, the manager kowtow to Lu Li again and again.

"Spare?"

Lu Li raised his brows, put down his book, and looked at the Tibetan Buddhist Pavilion with a smile, "Unexpectedly, you are still a smart person!"

"Spare! Lord Lu spare your life!"

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was in charge of kowtow again for mercy, "The villain is a fate, please raise your hands high and let the villain go! The villain will be a cow and a horse in his next life, repaying the son for not killing him."

"Being a cow and a horse in your next life?"

Lu Li smiled and nodded, "Yes! I'll take you to the next life first!"

"Uh?"

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was in a daze, and quickly said: "Not in the next life! Not in the next life! In this life as a cow and a horse! In this life as a cow and a horse!

"That's it!"

Lu Li smiled, "It's not difficult to spare your life! But...you must be of some use to me? Why do you keep the useless things?"

"Useful! The villain is useful!"

The manager of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion quickly said: "The villain has been in the Mengshan Taoist Palace for forty years. The villain knows all kinds of inside stories in the Taoist palace. The villain is also proficient in all kinds of daily sundries. The son is the pioneer of the king!"

"Familiar with Dao Gong affairs?"

Lu Li nodded slightly, "It's kind of useful! In that case, I'll leave it to you. Once it's done, I'll be my own in the future."

The manager of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion hurriedly bowed, "My son, please! The old slave must do it properly."

"You know, I am now a strong man."

Lu Li patted the scriptures in his hands, and said to the steward: "There was a Dao Gong contest in mid-August. I originally thought anyone could take the exam. As a result, Liu Jing told me that only Dao Tong was eligible for the exam. So... …"

Looking down at the manager of the Tibetan Jingge, Lu Li smiled and said, "Let's do this for me!"

"Yes! The villain must be done properly!"

The steward of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion hurriedly bowed to take orders.

"Hmm! Go down!"

Lu Li waved his hand, suddenly remembered another question, and quickly asked: "By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

As soon as these words came out, the manager of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was relieved.

The name of the dead is meaningless. Now that Lu Gongzi asked for the name, it means that Lu Gongzi did not intend to kill me.

"Xiaorenshan Li Cheng, pay homage to the son!"

Li Cheng, in charge of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, bowed to Lu Li.

"Li Cheng...I remember it!"

Lu Li nodded, "Go! If you need help when doing errands, go to Li Shitang Liu Jing and Huo Gongtang Yang Li."

"Eh? Deacon Liu and Deacon Yang are also sons of the son?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Manager Li Cheng's eyes, and he bowed to Lu Li, and said, "My son, if Liu Jing and Yang Li are also yours, then... now you can fight for the position of the master of the scriptures."

"The position of the master of the scriptures?"

Lu Li raised his eyes and looked at Manager Li, "Is there any use for this position?"

For Lu Li, such a mess of Dao Palace positions always felt meaningless.

"The son knows something."

Manager Li Cheng said quickly: "The Scripture Hall is in charge of the distribution of pipelines. Of course, the recording depends on the qualifications...that is, how many gifts are given. The Taoist tribunals can be exempted from taxes, and the benefits are great."

"Money is of little value to me."

Lu Li waved his hand, "If the Chuanjing Palace only has this advantage, you don't have to say it anymore."

"The son is extraordinary and otherworldly. He is the surface of heaven and man, so he naturally looks down on these vulgar things."

In charge of Li Cheng flattered, he said, "My son, apart from the financial benefits of the Scripture Hall~www.ltnovel.com~ In terms of Taoist duties, the Scripture Hall also has the function of discovering and recommending talents."

"Oh? Recommend talent? What do you say?"

Lu Li was also curious about this.

"The Daomen Grand Contest is divided into government exams, state exams, and palace exams. If you have mastered the Chuanjing Hall, you have the final say. According to the unspoken rules, the first name of the government exam will inevitably pass the state exam and be eligible to enter the palace exam. of."

When Guan Shi Li spoke, his expression became very serious, "My son, it is said...If the palace exam can be passed successfully, you will be exposed to the real Taoism!"

"Oh? What is real Taoism?"

Lu Li's eyes lit up. Could the so-called real Taoism be the real cultivation technique in this world, the real extraordinary power?

"This...actually I don't quite understand."

Guan Shi sighed, "It is said that there is such a thing. Above the prefecture road, there is a Taoist court. The official family is a Taoist monarch, and there are many Taoist real immortals. It's just that...no one is true. I've seen these."

"I know!"

Lu Li already understood that this so-called "Dao Ting" must be the extraordinary power of this world.

That being the case, it is still necessary to hold the position of the master of the scriptures.

Although Lu Li believed in his own ability, he could definitely obtain the top position of Mengshan Dao Palace with his hard power. But...people don't look at hard power, just rely on silver to speak, what can you do?

Lu Li thought for a while, raised his eyes to Guan Shi Li, and asked, "Do you want to be the Master of Scripture? As long as you are willing, you will be the Master of Scripture!"

"what?"

Guan Shi was dumbfounded. Son, can you decide in one word?

PS. The national acceptance of poverty alleviation is a mess. Only two thousand words were written in this chapter, so there is no time.