I just passed the imperial examination, what the heck is this "Celestial Official System"?

hum!

Buzz!

Inside the room, a long sword swirled around his body, and sword flowers bloomed all around Song Shi. If an ordinary person saw this, they would surely think he was a renowned master of swordsmanship.

warehouse!

Without lowering his head, the longsword fell precisely into the scabbard at his waist.

Become!

After a month of diligent practice with the Divine Rainbow Flying Sword, Song Li has finally achieved some success and can now use it against enemies, with considerable combat power.

If combined with the Sharp Metal Technique and Zhao Hui's ancestral longsword.

Calling him a master swordsman wouldn't be an exaggeration.

If Song Li were to go to the mortal world at this time, he would at least be called a great hero.

Progress was rapid for the past month, but it has only slowed down in the last few days.

Song Shi understood that he was approaching a bottleneck, and if he continued to practice diligently, he would be wasting time and not getting much value for his efforts.

The sword training has come to an end.

"I wonder how they compare to martial arts practitioners?"

Interlaced like mountains.

Song Li's background is too humble, his perspective is too limited, and he cannot yet fathom the methods of other cultivators.

Ultimately, it was because the farmhouse was too isolated and had too little interaction with the outside world. Many people in the other eight government offices didn't even know the name of the person in charge of the farmhouse.

It's not just about the distance, but also that the farmhouse itself doesn't need to communicate with the other houses.

No need to ask anyone for help!

Even alchemists need to go out frequently to find spiritual herbs, but agricultural cultivators are different; as long as they have a piece of land, they can be self-reliant.

This can also be considered an advantage of agricultural repair.

He often exhales a breath.

Then he made a hand seal and used the Sweet Rain Technique to drive away the stench of sweat from his body.

Song Licai habitually looked at the control panel.

Name: Song Li

[Level: Not Qualified]

[Exercise: Everlasting Spring Exercise]

[Spells: Sharp Metal Spell, Sweet Rain Spell]

[Fortune: 18/100]

This month passed uneventfully, with no surprises, and luck increased at a steady rate of 4 points per month.

It will take about a year and a half to accumulate enough good fortune.

They will receive the next blessing from the celestial officials.

"No rush."

Song Li was very patient.

To be an official in the government, one must be able to sit on the sidelines and endure hardship.

Anyway, it's only a year, he can afford to wait. There's no need to take risks. It would be a waste to risk his life if he caused trouble just to accumulate luck quickly.

While I was pondering this.

Gollum~

A mournful sound came from my abdomen.

"Practicing martial arts requires a lot of effort."

Song thought.

The saying "the poor study literature, the rich study martial arts" is not without reason. Take the cultivators who practice combat techniques in the martial arts and punishment rooms, for example. Their daily energy consumption is enormous, and relying solely on their own nourishment is far from enough. They must rely on external aids.

Elixirs, spiritual plants...

Therefore, every martial arts practitioner can be described as a gold mine.

Moreover, since martial arts practitioners do not have the ability to accumulate cultivation resources at the beginning, they must rely on their families for support when they first start.

The imperial court also frequently considered this matter.

The cultivators assigned to the martial arts, criminal, and ritual departments generally come from well-off families.

This is to prevent the embarrassing situation of not having enough money to cultivate immortality.

In contrast.

The other monks were much better off, as they all had ways to make money.

Pill refining, weapon crafting...

In comparison, agricultural cultivators have a greater advantage in the early stages. Novice alchemists cannot refine pills on their own and can only start as alchemy apprentices, receiving only a meager salary and a small share of the profits from spirit pills.

Agricultural cultivators can accumulate spiritual wheat simply by farming, so their cultivation level actually increases quite quickly.

Song Li's gaze fell on the rice bin in the corner.

Inside were four jin of spirit wheat that had been saved up.

It was originally eight jin, but four jin were given to Zhao Hui as an emergency measure during the quiz, so only four jin remained.

"Eat six ounces a day."

"Enough to last almost seven days!"

High-end ingredients often require only the simplest cooking methods.

Once the water boils, simply pour in the barley and cook.

Actually, barley can also be eaten raw.

However, Song Li, being a modern person who had traveled through time, still chose to cook it.

Not long after.

The room was filled with a refreshing fragrance that made one's mouth water.

For cultivators, ordinary grains can only fill their stomachs and may even introduce impure energy, which is harmful to cultivation. Some wealthy cultivators eat spirit wheat and spirit rice.

Song Li picked up the bowl full of cooked barley and began to eat it in large mouthfuls.

They were already hungry.

In just over ten breaths, a bowl of spiritual wheat was devoured in a flash.

Abundant spiritual energy exploded in his abdomen.

It's warm and cozy, making you feel comfortable all over.

Without hesitation.

Song Li put down his rice bowl and sat cross-legged, circulating the Everlasting Spring Technique. His spiritual energy was refined into spiritual power, and his cultivation level rose at a visible speed.

Until the entire week is over.

Song Li finally let out a breath and slowly opened his eyes.

I felt something growing inside my belly.

Spiritual Essence!

Spiritual essence is the foundation of cultivation and a sign of reaching a higher level.

"It should be ready for production in another month."

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was not uncommon to be able to sense spiritual energy.

In fact.

As long as one has spiritual roots, one can sense spiritual energy.

However, the level of one's spiritual root determines the amount of spiritual energy that can be sensed.

If we say that the spiritual energy that a low-grade spiritual root can sense is one...

The one with a mid-grade spiritual root is number ten.

The highest grade spiritual root is one hundred.

As for earth spiritual roots and heaven spiritual roots, those are beyond Song Li's comprehension.

It takes you a hundred days of practice to equal someone else's one day.

It's not something that hard work can compensate for.

Therefore, the most important aspect of the Great Zhou Dao Examination is the grade of one's spiritual root; one cannot become a Jinshi without a superior spiritual root.

Only those who can condense spiritual energy will be truly regarded as cultivators.

This step alone stumps nine out of ten people in the world.

For a newly appointed Daoist scholar, only after entering the ranks can one truly secure their position as a ninth-rank official.

Every year, some people in Shannan County are unable to become officially employed because they cannot be registered.

Juyuan is a huge mountain weighing on the minds of all Daoist practitioners.

Song Li, however, did not have such concerns.

"Thank goodness there's a hook."

......

......

This day.

Song Li was cultivating in his room.

Suddenly—

A commotion came from outside the window, and the clanging of weapons could even be heard.

"Liu Ding, how dare you injure your colleague?!"

"Injured a colleague?"

"Just now, Brother Zhou and I accidentally lost our hand. Who would have thought that Brother Zhou would be so... frail?"

When Song Li heard the commotion and went outside, he saw a familiar face surrounded by seven or eight agricultural officials, looking smug.

"Liu Ding".

At this moment, Liu Ding's smugness was practically written all over his face.

I was just moved from a farmhouse to a military ward a few days ago.

Now he's back to show off, and not only that, he's also injured Zhou Fu.

Many people have heard of the farmhouse. Zhou Fu and Liu Ding are at odds. They used to live in the farmhouse, and Liu Ding was somewhat restrained then. But now that they've moved to the workshop, Liu Ding has no more scruples.

As long as no one dies, his brother-in-law, who is the deputy head of the martial arts department, will be fine.

Liu Ding dealt with Zhou Fu.

His eyes scanned the crowd.

soon.

He then saw Song Li standing at the back of the crowd.

The thought of the scar on my buttocks that has only just healed fills me with rage.

"A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years."

"pity."

"I am a despicable person!"