Sanctification of the physical body: start by adding points to the stance

Chapter 1 Zhang Lingshan

Wow!

A cold wind blew by, and red leaves were flying all over the mountain.

"Winter is coming."

Zhang Lingshan tightened the gray cloth rags around him, licked up the last bit of oil and water at the bottom of the bowl, showing an unfinished expression, and sighed secretly in his heart.

It has been half a year since I came to this world.

As soon as it got light in the morning, I rushed to Hongye Mountain with my father to work hard. I worked with a group of men to carry stone and wood up the mountain, and then moved the waste materials down the mountain to pave the road, and so on.

I hurried home again in the evening, fearing that if I were too late and it got dark, I would encounter something dirty and die.

But it was so hard work, and the day's wages were only sixty cents. The food they ate was only steamed buns and cabbage, and the little oil and water was only enough to stick to the bottom of the bowl. It was far less prosperous than the carpenters and stonemasons who built temples on the mountains.

So after Zhang Lingshan’s father worked hard to save twenty taels of silver, he asked someone to send Zhang Lingshan to an old carpenter to learn skills and find a way out.

However, Zhang Lingshan rejected it.

Strictly speaking, it was rejected by the previous Zhang Lingshan.

He turned out to be a child with ideals and ambitions. He had no interest in the carpentry craft. He just wanted to learn martial arts, but he couldn't resist his father, so he stole some silver and went to Hong's martial arts school to become a disciple.

As a result, as soon as he walked to the door of the martial arts school, his father caught him and slapped him hard, while the onlookers were laughing at the excitement.

The original person was angry and ashamed, and banged his head against the wall in anger.

This collision knocked the current Zhang Lingshan over.

"Although the original person's behavior was a bit extreme, his thoughts were not wrong."

After living in this world for half a year, Zhang Lingshan deeply understood the original person's thoughts.

To practice martial arts, you must practice martial arts!

How can you have a bright future without practicing martial arts?

In such a world where human life is like a piece of grass and demons are dancing around, ordinary people are not called alive, they are called just messing around.

Only by becoming a powerful warrior can one experience a real sense of living.

It's a pity that Zhang's father didn't even understand such a simple truth and insisted on letting his children learn to be carpenters, which forced the original person to death.

In fact, it’s not that Father Zhang doesn’t understand the truth, but because he understands very well that martial arts depends on talent. If you don’t have talent, practicing for a lifetime is just a waste of time, and you may even get injured from practicing. It is better not to practice at all.

According to what Zhang's father said, the ancestors of their Zhang family were also great masters of martial arts. Unfortunately, due to the changes in the world, their bloodline was thin when it came to their branch.

He once imagined that his children would be lucky and inherit the martial arts talents of their ancestors, so when Zhang Lingshan was eight years old, he asked someone to touch his bones, but the result was disappointing.

Later facts also proved that the bone-touching Taoist priest was right.

Not to mention that his children have no talent for martial arts, they are even shorter than their peers.

Now that he is fifteen years old, he is only less than one and a half meters tall. If it were not for his solid physique, he would not even be qualified to move bricks for Hongye Temple.

That’s it, you still want to practice martial arts?

I have to say that there is nothing wrong with Zhang's idea. If there is no panel...

"Open the energy panel."

Name: Zhang Lingshan

Martial Arts: None

Energy: 0.3

Looking at the lonely 0.3, Zhang Lingshan felt helpless.

This 0.3 energy was saved because of the good food and drink when I was recuperating from my head being smashed. I just relied on moving bricks to make a living. Let alone 0.3, I am afraid I can’t even save 0.1.

In half a year, Zhang Lingshan probably figured out a way to accumulate energy.

If you want to save energy, ordinary meals are not enough. Even if you eat a hundred white-flour steamed buns, you won't be able to save any energy.

Only meat and various rare medicinal materials can provide energy.

And no fat meat in broth will do.

It must be pure protein.

The medicinal materials must be truly effective in curing diseases. Wild vegetables, radish leaves, fake ginseng roots, etc. will not work.

Zhang Lingshan roughly calculated that based on the financial support his father gave him now, if all was converted into lean meat and eaten, he could only accumulate two points of energy at most.

But the most important thing is not to accumulate energy, but to join a martial arts school to learn martial arts.

Because I don’t have martial arts, I can only watch but not use my energy.

But after paying the apprenticeship fee, there was no money to buy meat.

Zhang Lingshan looked at the bottom of the empty bowl, his thoughts drifting far away, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face.

"Xiaoshan, keep this money." A rough big hand suddenly touched Zhang Lingshan's arms and stuffed a ball of paper into the small pocket sewn in his arms.

"Dad, what is this?"

Zhang Lingshan touched his arms and couldn't help but be surprised.

Today's wages for the two of us are only one hundred and twenty taels in total, but this bank note should be 10 taels.

Why are there so many?

A smile appeared on Father Zhang's rough face, and he whispered: "The Lei family has taken over another job at the Jinguang Temple for half a year, but there are not many people needed, and only capable and experienced people are needed. Old Leitou recommended a few of us and directly paid three months' wages in advance. But I can't go back in the past six months. , your mother and your brothers and sisters have to be taken care of."

"That's enough for three months! Do you have to stay at Jinguang Temple for half a year? Is there any danger? Where is Jinguang Temple?"

Zhang Lingshan was a little uneasy and couldn't help but ask questions.

How can it be so easy to earn ten taels of silver these days? It’s unbelievable and scary to still take care of food and shelter and pay three months’ salary in advance.

Father Zhang patted Zhang Lingshan on the shoulder and said happily: "You have grown up and you know how to worry about people. But don't worry, Old Lei Tou is a good person and trustworthy, and the Lei family also believes in credibility. They have a big business, ten taels and twenty taels. What's the difference? We are so evil that we can't go down the mountain today."

"That's true."

Zhang Lingshan nodded.

Actually, he still felt uneasy, but his father had made up his mind, and it was useless to say anything. Moreover, his father had already promised and the old thunderhead had taken the money. If he suddenly regretted not going, it would easily make him angry.

So, that’s it.

Before I don’t have strong force to back me up, it’s useless to be vigilant and worried. If the Lei family really wants to sell them all to become miners, I can’t do anything about it.

The top priority is to return to the city to learn martial arts and grow up as soon as possible.

"Dad, I'm leaving then. Be careful when you live outside, be sure to stay with everyone, and don't be bold and have a small heart in everything."

Zhang Lingshan wrapped his clothes tightly with a belt and warned.

"Yeah, I understand."

Father Zhang nodded heavily, his eyes were slightly red, he felt extremely happy, and sighed a little.

The child has finally grown up and knows how to care about others.

Except for having to learn martial arts and wasting money, Xiaoshan is the best kid in the world, alas.

Watching Zhang Lingshan and a few of his good friends leave together, Father Zhang withdrew his gaze and went to meet Lao Lei Tou.

Under the mountain.

Zhang Lingshan and the others quickly entered the official road and accelerated their pace towards Jincheng.

If it's late and after dark, it's said that there will be dirty things wandering outside. If you encounter them, you'll be in trouble.

Along with Zhang Lingshan were Wang Datou, the son of the Wang family, and Li Xiaole from the Li family.

Both of their fathers, like Zhang's father, were down-to-earth and honest people who were willing to work hard. They were both left by Old Lei Tou to work in Jinguang Temple, so each of the three of them now has at least ten taels of silver notes.

I have a great treasure in my possession.

Now I am afraid of encountering robbers blocking the road.

Although the probability of encountering robbers on the official road is very small, there are many people who work with them to move bricks at Hongye Temple.

What if someone knows that the three of them are rich in money...

"Hey, you three, why are you in such a hurry? I'm in a hurry lately, let's borrow some money."

As an unpleasant laughter rang out, three young men with sneer faces suddenly appeared on the left, right and in front.

"It's over, it's Li Hu and the three of them."

Wang Datou's face turned pale, his whole body stiffened, and his calves trembled.

Li Hu and the other three are famous for wanting money at the expense of their lives. Many adults were lent money by them when they were moving stones on Hongye Mountain.

These three people are ruthless and carefree, and even adults cannot afford to offend them.

Three of them, why don’t they let others control them?

"Don't be afraid, we are also three, three people..."

Li Xiaole said he was not afraid, but his trembling voice betrayed him.

(End of this chapter)