There is only Taoist treasure in the Sutra Pavilion, but no martial arts secrets.

And studying Taoist sects does not necessarily have to go to the Sutra Pavilion to find work.

Zhao Qingchan also has the choice of simple and brainless things such as chopping wood, digging medicine, washing clothes, etc., and has enough free time every day. He can also borrow a few Taoist books to study at the Sutra Pavilion. He is so uncomfortable in his life.

But it is different to read books at home and to read them in the Sutra Pavilion.

Where is the Sutra Library in Wudang Mountain?

Even if there are no martial arts secrets hidden in it, the thousands of Taoist treasures are still extremely precious treasures for practitioners.

Then there is no first-class master in Wudang Sutra Pavilion, and the best-class masters should take precautions?

Now that Zhao Qingchan takes on this job, he can get many benefits.

1. Peeping up the second generation of disciples from close range.

2. Close contact with Zhang Sanfeng's junior brother, Taoist Yuxu, who is the gatekeeper of the Sutra Pavilion.

3. Meet Zhang Sanfeng who may appear.

4. The "accident" exposes one's talent that one can never forget, and his extraordinary understanding, attracts attention.

5. He couldn't take on the task, just because he couldn't digitize the task, but he could increase his cultivation speed by studying the Taoist sect. In short, the more he had to read, the more he had to read.

As for why Xia Zhixi was so happy, he directly agreed to go to the Sutra Pavilion to sweep the floor?

In fact, Zhao Qingchan also knew very well that his qualifications had been seen through and probably had been reported to the senior executives of the Wudang Sect.

They asked themselves to go to the Sutra Library, probably because they were planning to consider themselves, so why didn’t they show them to those people?

Now NPCs regard themselves as NPCs.

Future players will probably regard him as a player.

Then he cannot deal with players' behavior. He must act in the way of NPC, and he must regard himself as an ancient person!

Time flies very quickly.

On the third day of the arrival of Wudang Mountain, the sun had just emerged, and Zhao Qingchan took a breath and washed up. Then, put on a dark blue Wudang Taoist robe, went to the cafeteria for breakfast, and then asked all the way to the near the Sutra Pavilion.

When he stepped into the courtyard of the Sutra Pavilion, he first glanced at several tall locust trees in the courtyard.

That's right.

This is a habit of veterans in the world.

Because in the future, these seven old locust trees that are more than ten meters high will basically be his life and death enemy in the next few years.

On the bluestone slabs under the locust tree, dead leaves were scattered all over the ground, and no one cleaned them. Or, someone knew that Zhao Qingchan came to work today, so no one cleaned the dead leaves.

He inspected around and found an old Taoist at the entrance of the Sutra Pavilion. He was lying on a rocking chair and closing his eyes to rest. It seemed that after seeing him coming, he pointed to a certain position half open, allowing him to find a broom comparable to his height.

Zhao Qingchan made a joke on him and then took the broom into his hand.

Very heavy and heavy.

I guess I won’t be able to sweep for too long and I will have to rest for a while. He only hopes that he can grow up quickly, otherwise, except for his understanding and roots, other attributes will be weak!

Swish ~

Swish ~

Swish ~

The cleaning work of a small broom has officially begun.

Three minutes.

Ten minutes.

Half an hour.

A gust of wind blew.

The dead leaves that had just been swept together were blown away.

Zhao Qingchan raised his eyebrows. He glanced at the dead leaves flying away, and stood in the courtyard with a sword swept across the board, showing a heroic posture of a general on the battlefield sitting on the battlefield watching the enemy flee.

But three seconds later, he lowered his head with a bitter face, and quickly took out a dustpan to collect the remaining dead branches and leaves. He first poured them into the trash can, then sat on the stone pier to rest for a while, and then continued to fight against these dead leaves.

The courtyard of the Sutra Pavilion is very large.

In addition to the locust tree leaves in the yard, other dead branches and leaves caused by the gentle breeze every day will also become a very difficult problem.

From early morning to noon.

It took more than two hours of cleaning work.

Zhao Qingchan barely cleaned the yard.

At noon, I bid farewell to the old Taoist and then went to have a meal.

In the afternoon, I started to use a rag to clean up all the dust I could see.

I've been busy all day.

Zhao Qingchan finally got all this out when it was approaching supper.

Then he washed his hands and cleaned his clothes. Then he came to the door of the Sutra Pavilion and asked softly: "Master..."

"Call me to call Master, it's not a good thing to take advantage of you. If you want to read any Taoist scriptures, go and read them."

The old Taoist took a sipping pot and glanced at him. Seeing that his body was clean, there was no stains on his hands, etc., he said in a deep voice: "The yard is cleaned every three days, the Sutra Pavilion is wiped every two days, and the rest of the time you want to see it. Remember not to scribble it, otherwise you won't have to come again in the future."

"Yes, Master." Zhao Qingchan nodded and entered the dazzling array of Sutra Pavilions.

There are too many bookshelf and too many Taoist scriptures. The categories include Taoist doctrines, talismans, first-class teachings, mountain aspirations, and even Confucian books, medical skills, yin and yang, divination and other dozens of categories, which suddenly gives him a feeling that he will never finish reading in his life.

Fortunately, he took a deep breath and secretly glanced at the talent on the attribute panel.

Don't forget it after you've seen it.

After a little thought, he took out the "Tao Te Ching" written by Lao Tzu and read it first.

Zhao Qingchan reads books very fast.

After he traveled to this world, he merged with some soul memories of this body. In addition, this body once really knew how to read and write, so it was not too difficult to watch the "Tao Te Ching".

He was even wondering whether the fusion of two souls was strengthened, which led to his outstanding memory and activated the talent of "not forgetting after seeing".

And thinking about it.

It seems that because the soul is really too strong, his understanding, memory, and logic have become coquettish. He just finished reading the Tao Te Ching and easily remembered its contents in his mind.

Then.

He picked up the paper and pen again and wrote it down again.

Dingdong.

[Tip: You have successfully studied 1 Taoist collection, and the cultivation value of Taoist martial arts secrets is +1%.]

Zhao Qingchan smiled slightly, then picked up the second book "South China Sutra" and continued to read it.

This ability to "not forget everything you see".

It is difficult to find the second one among ten million people.

This is also one of the reasons why he is not in a hurry to practice his internal skills now.

The only thing I don’t know now is that after reaching 100% of the cultivation value, I have to write a few more books to increase the cultivation value by 1%, or some changes will occur and other special effects will be added. After all, no player has reached this point before.

……………………

that's all.

It lasts for about seven days.

Zhao Qingchan just put down the broom.

I heard the little belly screaming "gudong,gudong".

He yelled, slowly placed the broom and dustpan where he was. Just as he was about to say goodbye to the old Taoist, the latter waved to him and said kindly: "Come here to eat together."

"Master, isn't this good?" Zhao Qingchan scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It's okay, I have someone give me an extra lunch today." The old Taoist stood up from the rocking chair, waved his hand, and asked him to follow him into the small wooden house next to the Sutra Pavilion.

It seems kind.

But no one can hear what is undeniable in words.

This is where the old Taoist lives, two windows, two chairs, a table, a bed, a sword, and three jars of wine. Apart from this, there are almost no other decorations, which are so simple that it makes people feel a bit elegant.

"If nothing unexpected happens, this old Taoist who asked me to call him Master should be Zhang Sanfeng's junior brother, Taoist Yuxu?" Zhao Qingchan thought for a while and then took a seat as the old Taoist's instructions.

And just when the old Taoist had already started eating, he picked up the chopsticks.

The former suddenly asked, "You can write it down after reading the Tao Te Ching for only half an hour?"

"The key is here!" Zhao Qingchan was delighted.

So he blinked and said, "Yes, such a simple thing, aren't everyone the same?"

"???" The old Taoist coughed lightly and swallowed the rice grains that were choking in his throat again. He said, "Are you sure you can remember it by reading it once, and then write it down?"

"Well, I can't understand it if I can remember it!" Zhao Qingchan nodded obediently, then scratched her head and said, "But I have thought about it a little bit. It should be that I am too young, have not had enough experience, and have not read enough books. Then I will read more books in the future and I will understand it slowly sooner or later."

A trace of light flashed in the old Taoist eyes. Although the little guy in front of him was young, his words were reasonable and well-founded. It should have been a year of wandering life that made him grow a lot. He said in a deep voice: "Eat first, and recite all the Taoist scriptures you have read later."

"Okay!" Zhao Qingchan nodded and started stuffing rice.

People are iron, and food is steel. If you don’t eat for a meal, you will be hungry.

He is a person who wants to cultivate immortality in the martial arts world.

Never starve to death on the road to immortal cultivation.

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Chapter completed!