"Three hundred taels of silver, five hundred kilograms of rice and grain, twenty kilograms of fresh meat, three hundred kilograms of cured meat and various fruits and vegetables, three sets of wide-sleeved Taoist robe, crown belt, shoes and socks, and a copper gas-raising stove..."

Zhang Yan looked at the list in his hand. In addition to these things, there were some scattered daily necessities not included. He sighed that Min Lou was good at making money. Even if he let go of the food, it would be enough for him to eat it for a whole year. It can be said that it completely solved his urgent needs.

To be fair, if we look at the value of interpreting Taoist books today, we can't actually sell for this price. Even if we ask the Master of Confucianism, we won't be able to use so much.

However, considering that Min Lou was deliberately making friends, Zhang Yan was not pretentious and accepted it all, but this favor was firmly endorsed.

After pondering for a while, he wrote a letter, found a errand worker, and asked him to send it down the mountain when purchasing another day.

After putting everything in place, Zhang Yan meditated behind closed doors. Although the "One Qi Clear Sutra" is just an introductory mind method, the way of cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if he does not advance, he will retreat. He is even more aware of the importance of the basics. He has traveled through so many days, but he has not relaxed for a moment.

No words all night.

At the beginning of the second day, he still went to the pavilion of Qianzhangyan, but unexpectedly found someone waiting there early.

This man was in his early thirties, but his temples were slightly white, and he saw a haggard look in his eyebrows and eyes. He also held a nanmu book box in his palm. He saw Zhang Yan holding a bamboo banner coming from afar, and hurriedly greeted him and said, "But Senior Brother Zhang Yan?"

Zhang Yanli Ding and replied with a humble attitude: "That's right."

"In Xia De Xiuguan Zhao Yuan, I heard that Senior Brother Zhang is good at explaining the illicit article, so I came here to ask for advice."

Zhao Yuan opened the wooden box in his hand, revealing a thin Taoist book. He seemed to be afraid of touching the Taoist book, so he took it out with slight hands and feet, then held it in front of Zhang Yan, and said respectfully: "If you can solve the doubts in your heart, you will definitely not treat your senior brother unfairly."

Zhang Yan saw Zhao Yuan treating this book as a treasure, then glanced at the carefully crafted nanmu box, smiled slightly, leaned the bamboo banner in his hand aside, took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his hands, and then took the book over.

Seeing Zhang Yan's actions, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but feel a little favor towards him.

As soon as he started the book, Zhang Yan browsed it briefly and found that the Taoist book only had the first volume but not the second volume. Obviously, he didn't want him to read it all, which was reasonable. He smiled and returned the Taoist book to Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan's face changed and he said anxiously: "Senior Brother Zhang, is there anything wrong with it? Or..." He paused and looked at Zhang Yan suspiciously. Could it be that Min Lou exaggerated Zhang Yan's ability? In fact, the other party could not interpret this Taoist book at all?

Zhang Yan shook his head and smiled and said, "Senior Brother, don't worry, this book is all in my heart."

This half of the Taoist book is only a few hundred words. Now his memory is getting better and better, and he has been meticulous for several years. Naturally, he will remember it after reading it once. Moreover, he also needs to rely on this to promote his reputation, as he should be a master.

"Oh?" Zhao Yuan was shocked, but his expression was a little skeptical.

Zhang Yan walked into the pavilion without any speed, placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the bamboo basket behind him on the stone table, and sat calmly before he picked up his pen and wrote.

He just realized that this Taoist book, called "Yongchuan Xingshui Book", was actually just a miscellaneous note on the immortal journey, and it was not difficult for him. Soon, he interpreted half of the Taoist book.

Before the ink trace was dry, Zhao Yuan hurriedly grabbed the pages of paper in his hand and couldn't wait to read them. When he first looked, he was full of hope, but not long after, his face became worse and worse. After reading them over and over again, he sighed dejectedly and said, "I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect it to be true. I spent so much effort... Yes, the true masterpiece of the wonderful Dharma, how can we see it at will? I'm also confused today!"

Zhang Yan said in surprise: "Senior brother, why did you say this?"

Zhao Yuan showed a bitter expression on his face and said, "Junior brother, you also know that it is difficult for us and other registered disciples to practice Taoism. Even those families with abundant food and clothing and full of gold and jade have to offer some sacrifices to those evil slaves from time to time in order to find some methods. I will not hide it from Junior Brother Zhang. The day before yesterday, Senior Brother Bian said that if he found a pound of Yanchen Sha, he would allow me a Taoist book, but he would not know... Alas!"

Zhang Yan suddenly realized that whether it is Shanyuan Temple, Dejing Temple, or Tai'an Temple, there are only a few real introductory disciples. They devote themselves to practicing and hand over daily chores to the managers. Although these people are in charge, they should not underestimate them. They also have the title of a registered disciple. After the introductory disciples interpret the Taoist book on weekdays, they will always leave some handwritten copies. These servants secretly copied some and sold them to registered disciples or some wealthy families who yearn for immortality to make profits.

However, there are different levels of this. If it is not a real wealthy family, he will not give you a look and will only send you some miscellaneous books.

This is how the Taoist books circulated among the three lower courts come from.

Although Zhao Yuan's family has been doing business for many years and is considered a wealthy family, he is still far behind those princes and nobles.

The target Zhang Yan was concerned about before was these "hero slaves". These people are very powerful and most of them have collusions with their introductory disciples. Most of them are absolutely unaffected by disciples, and it will be useless to cheat you if you cheat.

This time, Zhao Yuan was eager to seek Taoism. He heard that a certain introductory disciple was searching for the Five Elements Divine Sands everywhere and was willing to take out a few "authentic Taoist books" for the brothers to learn about. He was cruel and took the opportunity to manage the affairs of this person. Not only did he offer a pound of water and moon radiant sand, but he also sent a lot of money to obtain a real treasure book.

Zhao Yuan originally thought that this "Tao Book" must be a magical method of the immortals. He didn't expect to come back and find that it was just a travelogue and local chronicle, which was worse than ordinary Qi training techniques. He couldn't help but feel very regretful, but he was afraid that his deduction of the eclipse made a mistake. Within a few months, he spent a lot of money to ask several introductory disciples. The conclusions were all the same. In despair, he heard that Zhang Yan was quite good at interpreting the eclipse in Minlou. He was also anxious to seek medical treatment. Unwilling to accept that he took half of the eclipse to ask Zhang Yan.

"After six years of going up the mountain, my plan failed today. I think I have no chance with Xuanmen, so it is better to go back to my hometown to do business."

Zhao Yuan was already 38 years old. Seeing the difficulty of practicing Taoism and repeated setbacks, he couldn't help but be discouraged. With the intention of going down the mountain, he looked at the half of the Taoist book and couldn't help but get angry from his heart, grabbing it in his hand and was about to tear it in half.

After hearing what he said, Zhang Yan's eyes flashed, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhao Yuan's wrist and said, "Senior Brother, wait."

Zhao Yuan looked up in shock.

Zhang Yan looked at Zhao Yuan and said in a deep voice: "If Senior Brother can trust me, can you watch the second volume of this book with me?"

Zhao Yuan heard something in Zhang Yan's words, hesitated for a moment, and said, "What do you mean by senior brother?"

Zhang Yan said sincerely: "I am forgiving, the book of Eclipse and Dao emphasizes the integration of the whole, reflecting the front and back, and rashly separating it, in vainly understanding the meaning. I just read this book, and some places are still quite mysterious, maybe..."

"Oh?" Zhao Yuan stared at Zhang Yan with wide eyes, as if he understood what Zhang Yan meant, and his whole body trembled unconsciously, "Difficult, can it be..."

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Do your best and leave your destiny."

Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth, stood up and stomped his feet, and said, "Okay, I'll look at it with my senior brother!" He had already lost this idea, but Zhang Yan's words gave him a glimmer of hope. Although it was still very slim, how could he be willing to let go easily?

Seeing Zhao Yuan leaving quickly, Zhang Yan stood up and walked, and said, "In ancient times, there was Yongjun, also known as Sichuan De. The terrain was high and the eight waters gathered, like a creeping tiger pan hill, looking south at the East Continent, and like a hidden dragon on the beach, trying to enter the North Sea..." The more he read these sentences, the more he felt that there were some hints. Originally, he only thought that this book was just a travelogue, but just now Zhao Yuan said that he had a fate or not, and suddenly he remembered that the Taoist predecessors always liked to fiddle with mystery and added mental disorders. Maybe there were some mysteries in it that he had not discovered.

In less than an hour, Zhao Yuan rushed back panting. Without saying a word, he pulled out a Taoist book from his arms and stuffed it into Zhang Yan's hand.

Zhang Yan nodded and sat down slowly to read. Zhao Yuan looked at his face nervously, feeling worried about gains and losses, but Zhang Yan's expression was dull and there was no clue at all.

After reading the second volume of the whole book, Zhang Yan said in his heart: "It's true!"

This time he was very sure that there were dragons and tigers, which clearly meant that Kan and Li met, and the eight waters meant the eight meridians. Moving water was the meridians!

The entire Taoist book uses very shallow texts. Even people with dull qualifications can understand one or two, but they write the excellent Yuan-Building Magician in a travelogue. However, if they were not really studying it, those who always have the Taoist heart would really miss it. This immortal master has profound intentions.

It's just that now he's thinking about another issue.

Do you want to tell Zhao Yuan?

Logically speaking, even if it is undoubtedly a travelogue, Zhao Yuan would have no choice but to do anything to him and would not attract others' attention.

But after thinking about it, this is just a book of Taoism. Although it is rare at the moment, compared with the long journey of practicing Taoism, it is nothing. He will not do anything that is beneficial and will not stop people from following the Tao.

Zhang Yan slowly raised his head, bowed his hands, and smiled and said, "Congratulations to Brother Zhao. "Yongchuan Xingshui Book" is actually "Yongchuan Xingshui Method", and it is actually a rare book on the Taoist scholastic books!"

Zhao Yuan's eyes widened little by little, and he said with a trembling whole body: "Take it serious?"

Zhang Yan sighed: "If Senior Brother put two books together to interpret them, maybe someone would have seen it..."

Zhao Yuan shook his head and said, "Otherwise, senior brother, gentleman, if someone else changes, he might not tell Zhao truthfully that senior brother is actually Zhao's destiny! Let Zhao bow to him."

He bent down and gave a big gift to Zhang Yanzheng and Chongzhi.

Zhang Yan hurriedly helped him up and said, "This senior uses water to describe the air, and has a subtle meaning. The whole trick is as calm as cutting a fish and scraping a scale. It's very rare. Junior brother, I have the intention to try it out. I wonder if Senior Brother Zhao can allow me to practice it?"

Zhao Yuan was stunned. Zhang Yan's memory had obviously written down all this Taoist book. Even if he was practicing secretly, he could not do anything. Now he still asked him for it. Obviously, it was respecting himself. He was even more moved. He hurriedly said: "Where is where, the senior brother said this, but it made me ashamed. The senior brother had no choice but to repay the great virtues. This book can be learned."

He touched his body and felt that the bag of pearls he had prepared seemed to be unable to take it. After thinking about it, he took out a paper bag from his arms and handed it to Zhang Yan with both hands, saying, "Today I am in a hurry and I have not brought the treasure. This is the 'Yuguisha' in the Five Elements Divine Sand, which is worth some silver. Please accept it. There will be a supplementary report in the future."

Zhang Yan did not refuse, and took it calmly, reminding him again: "Senior brother's mood is ups and downs today, so it is not appropriate to practice." Since he has become a good person, then just do a good person to the end.

Zhao Yuan nodded quickly to thank him. He looked at Zhang Yan, hesitated for a moment, took a step forward, and whispered: "Senior brother, it is great to interpret Jie Wen, but it will inevitably be envied..."

Hearing this, Zhang Yan looked a little serious and said seriously: "Senior brother, don't worry, junior brother, I have my own plans."

Zhao Yuan nodded. Since they are all sensible people, they can just stop talking. He bowed and said, "If you need help, just ask for help. Zhao will definitely not refuse within his ability." After giving another solemn greeting, he turned around and left.

Zhang Yan looked at the other person's back and thought about it. It seemed that Zhao Yuan was also heartbroken to him. He didn't even mention the words just now, even if he saw him as a friend.

Interpretation of erosion seems ordinary, but in fact it is a tiger's mouth to seize food from the peddlers of the disciples. Originally, they sold Taoist books first and then the manuscripts after the interpretation, and could make two consecutive profits. Now if Zhang Yanheng cuts a knife and cuts off a way of money, it's okay now, but it will be a long time to go, which will inevitably cause their unhappiness and the consequences will be unpredictable.

This is how Zhao Yuan’s concerns come from.

If Zhang Yan is rich in money and food, according to common sense, it seems that he no longer needs to rely on interpretation to make a living.

However, his plan was not that simple!

He is a practitioner, so he naturally understands that only cultivation is the foundation, and earning money and food is just a handy one. His real purpose is to attract the attention of the upper class of Shanyuan Temple.

Zhang Yan has been in the doomsday world for seven years and even entered the core level of the survivor camp for a while. He knew very well that the most essential difference between the upper and lower levels is actually two: one is the control and allocation of resources, and the other is the asymmetric amount of information.

Although these are two different worlds, the truth is common.

As a great sect of Taoism, there are more than 300 registered disciples like him in Shanyuan Temple, Xiayuan, and more than 1,000 Taoist children. However, there are only more than 10 real introductory disciples.

But these more than ten people and three masters in the Confucianism mastered all the scriptures of practice.

The disciples of Shanyuan Temple usually practice on the sixth peak of Cangwu Mountain. It is rare for people who are not familiar with it to see it easily. The master in the temple opens the door to preach every month, but he does not "sacrifice" all year round. If you want to obtain Taoist magic tricks, you will not think about it.

Zhang Yan is not a luxurious and wealthy family. This path is obviously not accessible, but there is another way to go besides.

That is to be famous!

He has a great reputation and even if he cannot be appreciated by a master, he will have the opportunity to make friends with introductory disciples. Once he enters their circle, he will have a greater chance of obtaining the superior Dharma.

And his ability to interpret erosion texts is his stepping stone.

How could he stop before these people noticed themselves?

As for the possible dangers, he smiled slightly. If it were usual, he would definitely not take such a risk, but in the past few days...

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the direction of Shenlai Peak, the main peak of Cangwu Mountain. This was a great time!

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Chapter completed!