Eternal Immortal Dynasty: Starting as a Petty Official

My gaze fell on my father, and I saw that his blood and energy surged around him like a crimson haze, intense and rich.

However, within the haze, several obvious breaks and dimming areas clearly indicate unhealed bone injuries.

As his gaze continued upward, Zhao Xian's heart skipped a beat—he saw a thin, pure white column of energy, as fine as a hair, suspended about a foot above his father's head!

"What is this?"

Before Zhao Xian could recover from his surprise and doubt, another voice called out from behind, "Elder brother!"

Zhao Xian then turned around and saw his second brother, Zhao Hong, walking over with a smile.

Zhao Hong also had a few wisps of red smoke on his body. Since he had not entered the Dao, he was naturally not as good as his father, who had cultivated for decades.

A wisp of white mist hung overhead, faintly tinged with a hint of red.

"What exactly is going on?"

Before Zhao Xian could ponder it further, a profound message suddenly surfaced from the depths of his consciousness.

"Hey, why is my older brother ignoring me?"

Seeing that Zhao Xian did not respond, Zhao Hong was quite puzzled.

"call......"

Taking a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart, Zhao Xian smiled slightly, "The weather is getting colder, and the blood and qi are stagnant. Starting today, you must practice the 'Pine and Crane Nourishing Yuan Boxing' twenty times a day."

"ah?!"

Zhao Hong let out a wail and was about to retort when he saw his elder brother smiling at him, so he had no choice but to back down and hold back.

"Twenty times it is fine, you still have to wait for me to have breakfast together!"

Zhao Hong muttered something under his breath and went to wash up by the water vat.

At this moment, Zhao Xian's mind was no longer on his second brother.

"Observe the qi!"

Because of the Golden Cauldron of Fortune, he was able to use his Spiritual Eye Technique to see the fortune of living beings.

The five colors that manifest in one's fortune are: white, red, gold, blue, and purple.

The common people of Qianshou are mostly white-skinned, hence the term "white-clad commoners".

Officials and dignitaries are naturally blessed with good fortune, their wealth shining like gold.

If it is a true dragon emperor, then its aura will be five-colored, shining like the sun, filling the heavens and earth.

The ancient historical record, the Records of the Grand Historian, states that the aura of Emperor Gaozu manifested as dragons and tigers, and five colors!

"It seems Zhao Hong still has a promising future in the officialdom!"

Zhao Xian's lips curled up slightly, as if he were deep in thought.

Just then, his younger sister Zhao Yu walked out of the room. Zhao Xian also looked up and saw that there was a tall, white wisp of white with a hint of red on his younger sister's head.

"Hiss!" Zhao Xian was slightly startled. "Our family is going to produce two officials?"

His gaze then turned to his mother, Zhao Xushi, whose head was covered by only a plain, unremarkable column of pure white air.

"How is my luck?"

The only thing in the house was a bronze mirror, which was part of her mother's dowry when she married into the family.

Zhao Xian hurriedly went into the main room, found the bronze mirror, and looked at it.

The bronze mirror revealed a face with a slightly dark complexion and clear, bright eyes.

Above their heads, there was also a tall, white wisp of mist with a reddish tinge.

"call......"

With a long sigh of relief, Zhao Xian was also relieved. It was good that he was not just some commoner!

Thinking of this, Zhao Xian couldn't help but recall a steady figure. He wondered how Tingjun's luck would be!

I'll take a look at it another day!

There was no need for military drills today, so Zhao Xian planned to practice archery at home and then go to the pavilion in the afternoon to study Taoist texts.

Unexpectedly, after breakfast, his uncle Zhao Li came to his house.

"Brother Zhong, how are your injuries?"

Seeing Zhao Yi sitting in the sun by the wall, Zhao Li immediately greeted him with a smile.

"It's nothing serious, but he still needs to rest for over a month."

Zhao Yi replied with a smile.

"Uncle, please sit down!"

Zhao Hong was quite clever. Upon seeing his uncle arrive, he immediately brought a wooden stool from inside the house.

Zhao Li didn't stand on ceremony and immediately moved a wooden stool to sit next to Zhao Yi.

"Brother Zhong, I used those three thousand coins to buy an ox!"

"I have already heard about this from Dalang. Aduan and Abing are already quite old. With this ox, you can cultivate more land and harvest more rice."

Zhao Yi immediately nodded in approval, agreeing that this was indeed a good thing.

Next spring, his family can borrow this ox to plow the fields, which will save them a lot of effort.

"Yesterday I invited Sun Gan, the geomancer from Chunping Village," Zhao Li continued, "to select a site on our family's land to prepare for digging a well."

"Sun Gan?" Zhao Xianzheng was practicing his bowwork when he heard the voice and released the bowstring. "Is that Sun Gan who helped the King find a well site last year?"

"Huh, even Da Lang knows this person?"

The uncle was quite surprised to see that Zhao Xian knew about this person.

"Last year, he was searching for a well site for the villagers of Yunyang Village in Xiahuting. After digging several feet into the well, the ground suddenly collapsed, and both people inside were seriously injured."

"He lost a huge sum of money on talismans and was almost beaten to death by the Taoists in Yunyang Village. How dare he still come out and swindle money?"

Zhao Xian then recounted in detail what he had heard.

"Brother, how did you learn that?"

Uncle Zhao Li was slightly taken aback and quickly asked.

"His grandson let it slip."

Zhao Xianli immediately smiled and said.

Last year, Zhao Xian had not yet entered the Daoist path, but he was already quite strong and brave. Every young boy, young and old, in Shanghuting was in awe of him.

"That old bastard! She took thirty talismans from me!" Zhao Li roared in fury, leaping to his feet. "I'll go find her and get it back!"

Thirty talisman coins are no small sum in the eyes of ordinary villagers.

"Uncle, wait a minute!"

Zhao Xian quickly pulled Zhao Li back and invited him to sit on the wooden bench.

"Brother, why are you stopping me!"

"Uncle, I just mastered the Spiritual Eye Technique yesterday. Why don't I go with you to check out the location he chose? If it's really not good, then we can look for him later!"

Zhao Xian quickly smiled and reassured him.

"Fine!" Zhao Li suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth, "I'll do as you say, eldest brother! If the well site is the same, eldest brother, don't stop me anymore!"

Grandfather Zhao Muyu had four sons, and his uncle Zhao Li was the most violent and fiery-tempered.

However, perhaps it was precisely because of this fiery temper that when the bandits attacked that night, my uncle single-handedly killed three of them.

Second only to Zhao Xian, and on par with King Jia, the Thief Seeker.

But Wang Jia is a first-rate martial artist, while his uncle is only a third-rate one.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xian suddenly had a thought, focused his energy in his eyes, and looked at his uncle.

A wisp of white mist stood proudly above, while a wisp of dark red mist coiled around it like a vine.

Zhao Xian secretly noted this strange occurrence, and then walked towards the fields with his uncle.

If you go out of the inner gate and walk south for a mile or two, you will find their family's fields.

My grandfather's land and houses have been inherited by my uncle's family, who also own the most land, with thirty-five mu.

Zhao Xian's family owned eighteen mu of land, his uncle Zhao Li's family owned twenty mu, and his uncle Zhao Zhi's family owned fifteen mu.

However, Zhao Zhi's family lived in the county, and all of his land was rented to Zhao Li. In addition to paying 50% of the land tax, he also had to pay 20% of the land rent.

During the busy farming season, Zhao Xian and Zhao Hong would always help their uncle Zhao Li with his work for a few days.

At this moment, two boys stood on the ridge, Zhao Xian's two cousins, Zhao Duan and Zhao Bing.

Upon seeing Zhao Xian and his father approaching, the two boys hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

"Brother!"

Zhao Duan greeted him, his expression quite simple and honest.

Zhao Xian also smiled and nodded.

Where is Sun Ganxun's well located?

Zhao Xian looked around and asked the two brothers.