Money is hard to earn, and life is hard to endure; this has been true throughout history.
In his previous life, Bai Cang often saw people online saying: "If I could get ten million for eating a bite of shit, I could eat my way to the world's richest man going bankrupt."
But he can say with certainty: he simply couldn't swallow it!
"So, where can I get money?!" Bai Cang was so worried that he was almost "mature beyond his years."
Without sufficient elixirs to support it, the growth of true qi is as slow as a snail's pace.
Having experienced the thrill of a rocket-like upgrade, Bai Cang absolutely cannot accept this torment of wasting time.
Furthermore, if one practices too intensely, it can even lead to a deficiency of qi and blood.
"I heard that the masters in the temple have all acquired properties outside and can also collect offerings from other forces and merchants."
Bai Cang's mind raced. "Should I also find a way to have a separate position?"
But then he thought about it again and rejected the idea.
As the saying goes: A man cannot get rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse cannot get fat without night grass.
What he lacks now is not a few taels or tens of taels of small money, but several thousand or tens of thousands of taels of large money.
This kind of small-scale operation might earn you a little money at most, which is like a drop in the ocean.
It takes 3,600 taels of silver just to open up one meridian.
This is still a small health-preserving pill. If it were a large health-preserving pill, the effect would certainly be better, but it would also be more expensive.
Moreover, he wants to be promoted to a higher official rank, which would cost an astronomical sum.
A thousand taels of silver is easy to deal with, and a hundred taels of gold is worth 1,500 taels of silver, which is not impossible to figure out.
However, acquiring ten pearls and one piece of jade would require a large sum of money, and there might even be no market for them.
This is because the vast majority of these resources that are beneficial to spiritual practice are in the hands of those who practice spiritually.
The simplest way is to rob the spiritual material storehouse of the Sanyin Temple.
But as for the difficulty, well, let's think of another way.
Even excluding the abbot, the "immortal master" Sanyin Temple, there are at least eight innate masters and more than a dozen top-tier experts.
"What on earth gave me such confidence that I dared to even think about robbing the temple's treasure vault?"
Bai Cang asked himself honestly and felt that he was also a little bit arrogant.
But even as he lay in bed, his mind was still filled with images of piles of silver and his longing for all sorts of elixirs and cultivation resources.
At this moment, even if a beautiful young woman is lying next to you.
Bai Cang is probably able to clear his mind of all distractions.
Forget about love, all I want to do right now is make money.
"Silver, gold, pearls, spirit jade, elixirs..."
"There will be bread, and there will be provisions."
Thinking this, Bai Cang closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, just before midnight.
The entire Guobei County remained silent, and the Sanyin Temple lay like a giant beast crouching in the night.
Bai Cang got up energetically, put on his clothes, and went out the door.
With the support of abundant true energy, standing in the Hunyuan stance again brings a completely new experience.
[Hun Yuan Zhuang: Mastery to the Max - Divine Skill]
"I didn't expect such an unexpected bonus?"
When the Hunyuan stance was elevated to a superb level, Bai Cang suddenly felt as if "the kung fu had entered his body".
Sitting, lying down, standing up, walking, and breathing are all in harmony with stance training, as if you are standing in stance at all times.
Although for Bai Cang, this most basic stance training could not improve much.
However, the accumulation of these small improvements over time can lead to considerable success.
Most importantly, after the Hunyuan Zhuang upgrade, Bai Cang's mastery and application of the "Great Vajra Pestle" seemed to have reached a new level.
In short: silky smooth, indulge in silky smoothness!
"Good heavens, Brother Bai, can't you leave us normal people a way to survive?!"
Just then, Jiao Fei pushed open the door and came out, sighing, "I've already gotten up at midnight, and you're up earlier than me? Don't you need any sleep?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Cang turned around and couldn't help but laugh, "People's constitutions cannot be generalized."
"You, a scion of a noble family, are working so hard, leaving a way for us common folk to survive?"
You got in through connections, how dare you criticize me?
During this time, Bai Cang could clearly sense that Jiao Fei was subtly competing with him.
To be honest, although it wasn't much, Bai Cang did feel some pressure (at this point, Han Nan made a gesture indicating that he was about to break down).
After all, it's not scary to be a rich second-generation, what's scary is a rich second-generation who's also a spendthrift.
But now, Bai Cang has entered a new world, and his words have become more casual.
"You seem a little different today."
Jiao Fei, as usual, stood next to Bai Cang and turned to look at him with some suspicion.
"Some gains have been made, and some progress has been achieved."
Bai Cang smiled reservedly and silently "elevated" his Hunyuan Zhuang Gong to a level of consummate skill.
Seeing this scene.
Jiao Fei was shocked, then shocked again, completely dumbfounded. "You...you...you..."
Seeing this, Bai Cang was secretly pleased: "To return home in glory is like wearing fine clothes at night."
The same logic applies: if I upgrade but don't show off, then what's the point of upgrading?
The idea of being promoted to second-rate status in ten days is too shocking to be something to brag about.
However, the "mastery" level of the Hunyuan stance is nothing special to Bai Cang now.
He's extremely short of money right now, he's practically driven mad by poverty.
He would want to squeeze oil out of a rock, let alone Jiao Fei, this "rich guy".
"Brother Bai, from today onwards, you are my brother."
Suddenly, Jiao Fei grabbed Bai Cang's sleeve with great enthusiasm, "Brother, please teach me, I really want to improve."
Bai Cang chuckled inwardly upon hearing this: Little brat, trying to imitate me at fishing, now you've become a cuckold, haven't you?
How many times have I said it? A true angler never goes home empty-handed!
Thinking of this, Bai Cang calmly pulled out his sleeve and said, "It's easy. What's our relationship? We're like half-brothers."
If Jiao Fei were torn his sleeve, it would be difficult to explain if someone saw it.
He didn't want to be misunderstood as having a penchant for "sharing peaches and sleeves" (a euphemism for homosexuality).
However, after saying this, Bai Cang fell silent and just looked at Jiao Fei with a smile.
"It's just a small token of my appreciation."
Judging from this situation...
Jiao Fei instantly understood and slipped a small porcelain bottle into Bai Cang's hand.
Even close brothers need to keep clear accounts, let alone these so-called "fake brothers"?
"Hey, we're brothers, why are we talking about this?"
With a flick of his sleeve, Bai Cang revealed a small porcelain bottle containing a "small health-preserving pill," which had vanished from sight.
Just as he was about to explain the key points of Hunyuan Zhuang to Jiao Fei, a loud shout suddenly rang out.
"Bai Cang, you've been exposed!"
Before he could finish speaking...
A muscular, burly man in a Taoist robe pushed open the door and stormed in, shouting, "Come with me!"
If it's not Steward Chen, the dormitory supervisor, then who is it?
"Is Zhang the Skinflint really this unreliable?"
Bai Cang was taken aback when he saw this. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Deacon Chen stride forward and grab Bai Cang's shoulder with a claw!
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