Zhang Rongfang ignored it.

After he came to this world, he more or less inherited the memories of his predecessor. He knew that both his parents were dead and that he had an older sister, but now her older sister has also gone to the distant metropolis and has lost contact with her.

And it seems that he left on his own initiative and came to Qinghe Palace to become a Taoist priest before breaking contact.

He left the dojo and walked along the side corridor towards the letter room.

The corridor on the road is in the shape of a zigzag, linking three dojos.

In one of the dojos, three or five pairs of disciples wearing Taoist robes, leggings and hands were sparring with each other.

Zhang Rongfang glanced at him from a distance and saw that all the Taoist priests on the field were practicing ordinary boxing and kicking skills.

There is no internal energy, except that he is slightly louder than the average person, there is nothing unusual about him.

An undetectable black line flashed in his eyes.

All of a sudden, lines of game-like attribute data appeared above the heads of every Taoist in the field.

'Wang Yingshi - life 11-15, skill: Rejuvenation Purifying Time Talisman-Seventh Mountain Talisman.'

'Xie Zhao - life 12-13, skill: Rejuvenation Purifying Time Talisman - the fifth Hunyuan Talisman.'

‘Chen Dashi—life 11-14, skill: Rejuvenation Purifying Time Talisman-Seventh Mountain Talisman.’

Information about each Taoist priest appeared in Zhang Rongfang's eyes.

He lowered his head and glanced at himself.

‘Zhang Rongfang——Life 8-9, skills: none. Available attributes: 0.’

There are small yellow plus signs behind his own life and skills. Obviously, this is the same as the game he played in his previous life, which can be forcibly improved with attribute points.

This ability looks a lot like a game, but Zhang Rongfang prefers to regard it as a mutant ability.

Because this ability did not appear at the beginning, but was gradually improved as he learned more about the outside world and collected more information.

Names, lives, and skills all come from this.

Moreover...this world doesn't feel like a game either, because it's too real.

After more than ten days of thinking, analyzing, collecting data, and testing, Zhang Rongfang discovered that the only way to increase attributes was to eat.

The better you eat, the richer the nutrition, and the faster you can accumulate attribute points.

He has passed the test and gained some attributes, which are added to his life. Therefore, his life can be increased from the original 7-8 to 8-9.

In this Qinghe Palace where ordinary Taoist people's lives are 8-9, Zhang Rongfang has reached the average level.

Walking through the corridor, he quickly found a small room.

The room was a separate wooden house built at the entrance of the corridor. It was filled with various letters and packages and was guarded by an old Taoist with half-squinted eyes.

The old Taoist was sitting in front of the door, with his back against the wall and smoking a dry cigarette in his hand.

"Senior Brother Xu, please take my letter." Zhang Rongfang cupped his fists and saluted.

Mr. Xu stretched out his hand and shouted from behind, pulled out a package, opened it, and took out a rough yellow envelope from inside.

Zhang Rongfang took it, clasped his fists again, turned around and walked towards the bungalow area where the disciples lived.

As he walked, he tore open the sealing wax of the envelope and took out the letter paper.

There was only a small line of text in the letter, and a small denomination of banknotes was attached. On it was the figure of one hundred yuan.
Chapter completed!