Eternal Immortal Dynasty: Starting as a Petty Official

翌日清晨，天光微亮.

Zhao Xian left his room early to wake his younger brother Zhao Hong and younger sister Zhao Yu, who were still fast asleep, and urged them to get up and wash.

A moment later, the three of them stood in the courtyard in a triangular formation.

"Pine and Crane Nourishing Vitality Fist!"

With a clear shout, Zhao Xian took the lead in getting into position, and Zhao Hong and Zhao Yu behind him also focused their attention and began to practice.

"Opening posture: Pine and Crane Welcoming Guests!"

Zhao Xian stood with his feet parallel and shoulder-width apart, his knees slightly bent, his waist relaxed and hips lowered, and his mind focused on his dantian.

Then, slowly raise both arms forward, palms facing up, until they are in front of the chest in an embracing shape, as if welcoming the morning's vitality. The rhythm of each breath is long and natural.

"Second move: Pine Tree Roots Gripping Inside the Tree!"

"..."

"Pine and Crane Nourishing Vitality Boxing" is a required boxing style for students in the county school. It emphasizes relaxed and steady movements, as well as the agile movements of a crane. It can strengthen the foundation, regulate qi and blood, and is most suitable for children to learn.

Because of its efficacy, it was vigorously promoted by the Yunlan Sect, and people of all ages and genders practiced this style of boxing.

Even among ordinary people in rural areas, there are many who have mastered this style of boxing to a high level.

"receive!"

After performing the fist technique ten times, Zhao Xian remained calm and composed, while Zhao Hong and Zhao Yu behind him were already panting heavily.

Ignoring the chill of the ground, the two of them collapsed onto the floor.

"Have you forgotten what I said?"

Zhao Xian looked at his younger siblings and continued with a smile, "Get up and walk slowly for a while, then rest when your breathing has calmed down."

Zhao Hong and Zhao Yu knew their elder brother's temperament. They didn't mind his usual playful banter, but the rules he set for cultivation were strictly enforced and could not be transgressed in the slightest.

Although Zhao Hong looked utterly hopeless, he still struggled to get up, then reached out and pulled his younger sister up, dragging her along the yard in small steps.

Zhao Yu mumbled something under his breath, but it was unclear what he was saying.

Before Zhao Xian entered the Dao, his hearing was no different from that of an ordinary person. Now that he has entered the Dao, his hearing has also improved.

I could vaguely hear that what Zhao Yu was saying was nothing more than childish playful banter.

With a soft chuckle, Zhao Xian closed his eyes again, focusing his mind into his sea of ​​consciousness, where he saw a message flow into his heart:

"Pine Crane Nourishing Vitality Fist Proficiency +10!"

Looking again at the golden light screen in his mind, only the skill section had changed slightly.

【技艺】：基础箭术（精通：1/10000）、松鹤养元拳（熟练：745/1000）、黑虎斗杀拳（熟练：27/1000）

Yesterday, I practiced archery at the pavilion, and my basic archery skills have already reached a high level of proficiency.

It takes accumulating 1,000 proficiency points to advance from proficiency to mastery, but now, to reach mastery, it takes a staggering 10,000 points to advance to the next level!

The difficulty has increased tenfold!

Originally, after practicing the "Pine Crane Nourishing Vitality Fist" ten times, one should also practice the "Black Tiger Fighting and Killing Fist" three times.

However, after Chen Yuancheng's advice yesterday, Zhao Xian decided that he could no longer practice the "Black Tiger Fighting Fist". So he simply got into position again and started practicing the "Pine Crane Nourishing Yuan Fist".

Only when his mother, Zhao Xushi, invited the three of them to breakfast did Zhao Xian stop what he was doing. With a slight thought, the golden light screen reappeared in his mind:

"Pine and Crane Nourishing Vitality Fist (Proficiency: 760/1000)!"

However, it adds another fifteen points to proficiency.

At this rate of progress, the "Pine and Crane Nourishing Vitality Boxing" can be mastered in at most half a month.

The younger sister had already prepared warm water for Zhao Xian to wipe away his sweat.

Zhao Xian was quite fond of his younger sister's thoughtfulness.

He reached out and ruffled his younger sister's newly tied braids. The docile sister instantly bristled and yelled, "You bad brother!"

As for his second brother, Zhao Hong, he had already abandoned his bow and arrows and ran into the house, as if he was about to faint from hunger and was extremely impatient.

"Oh no! It's spirit rice porridge again!" Zhao Hong exclaimed from inside the house, followed by a disgruntled grumble, "Mother's so biased! She only cooks spirit rice porridge for my eldest brother!"

"Now that you, my eldest son, have just entered the Daoist path, and are highly regarded by Lord Ting, who has repeatedly instructed you to eat spirit rice for all three meals a day!"

"When Erlang enters the Daoist path, he will also eat spiritual rice for a month!"

The father, Zhao Yi, spoke in a rough voice from inside the house, which suppressed the younger brother's dissatisfaction.

As Zhao Xian led his younger sister into the house, he saw his second brother glance at him and turn his head away in a huff.

There were still five bowls of rice porridge and a small dish of pickled soybeans on the table.

One of the bowls of rice porridge had rice grains shaped like crescent moons, glistening like jade, and the rice soup was as white as snow. A faint fragrance wafted from the bowl, filling the room.

"Father, Mother, I can't eat this much by myself."

"Give some to Erlang and Xiaomei!"

Zhao Xian looked at the bowl of spirit rice porridge and said with a smile.

"Hmph, I don't want to!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hong pursed his lips, turned his face away, and snorted in a muffled voice.

Knowing his second brother's temperament, Zhao Xian patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Yesterday, Grandfather gave me that ox-horn bow, so my mulberry wood bow is yours!"

"After breakfast, I'll take you hunting in the mountains!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hong turned his face away, picked up the bowl of porridge in front of him, and began to gulp it down.

Zhao Xian and his parents exchanged a smile and then invited his younger sister to sit down and have a meal.

......

Today, after repairing the inner wall and finishing breakfast, my father, Zhao Yi, carried a hoe and went to meet up with the clansmen.

Zhao Xian led Zhao Hong to carefully wipe the bow and arrows, while his younger sister prepared bait to lure the birds.

Once everything was ready, Zhao Xian locked the courtyard gate, and he and Zhao Hong, each carrying a bow and arrow, headed towards the inner gate.

Meanwhile, her mother, Zhao Xushi, had already taken her younger sister to the private school in Wenmaoli.

The dozens of households in Wenmaoli are all surnamed Liu.

The children of Shanghuting all received their first lessons in this private school, which cost 100 coins per year.

When Zhao Xian was young, he also went to that private school to learn to read, but he only stayed for a year before he stopped going.

After all, he could understand most of the notices and wanted posters on the outer walls of the pavilion by guessing.

Zhao Hong was a bit better than him. He studied for three years, but he still didn't know as many characters as Zhao Xian. He has stopped going now.

Upon exiting the inner gate, they encountered their father and others repairing the inner wall. Zhao Xian greeted the clansmen with a smile and then led Zhao Hong toward the distant mountains and forests.

Shanghu Pavilion is located at the foot of Wohu Mountain, which is over a hundred feet high and stretches for more than ten miles. It is covered with dense forests and lush grass, and is frequented by wild animals.

There are three pavilions at the foot of the mountain, from west to east: Upper Tiger Pavilion, Big Tiger Pavilion, and Lower Tiger Pavilion.

Yangpingli is not very far from Wohushan, only three to five miles away.

This world is vast and sparsely populated, with expansive wilderness and lush vegetation beyond the fields.

The two brothers left the country road and headed towards the mountains and fields.

The mountains and fields are teeming with wild animals and poisonous insects. The two men, bows drawn and arrows aimed, looked quite serious and dared not be careless in the slightest.

Following the path trodden by the hunters, the two brothers did not venture too far, only about a mile or two.

It wasn't out of cowardice, but because these vast mountains and forests not only harbored ferocious beasts, but also many roaming bandits.

In the mountains and fields, where clothing and food are scarce, those desperate criminals are almost indistinguishable from wild beasts, and cannibalism is frequently heard of.

The two casually scattered the bait on a large blue stone and then quickly disappeared into the dense grass.

It was mid-September, and the rice in the fields had already been harvested and stored away. The fields were empty and food was scarce, and even the pheasants and birds were starving.

Before long, a small handful of bait attracted several birds to peck at it.

Zhao Xian did not disturb them—these little creatures were the live bait that attracted the more wary pheasants.

Sure enough, not long after, several brightly colored pheasants fluttered their wings and landed, pecking eagerly at the ground.

"middle!"

With a soft shout, the arrow shot out from the bow!

"Pfft!"

The arrowhead pierced the flesh, pinning a pheasant firmly to the ground, startling the other pheasants into flapping their wings and scattering away.

"It's a hit! It's a hit!"

Zhao Hong cheered and ran towards the pheasant on the ground.

Zhao Xian, on the other hand, was sensing the messages transmitted through his mind.

"Basic archery proficiency +1!"

Arrows are expensive, and the mountains are high and the forests are dense, so Zhao Xian naturally dared not shoot arrows at pheasants flying in the sky.

If you miss, the arrow will be hard to find in the mountains and forests; a pheasant can't be exchanged for an arrow.

Of course, only those with Zhao Xian's family's archery skills could afford to use feathered arrows.

Ordinary hunters mostly use arrows with silk thread tied to the fletching, which can be retrieved after being shot.

The two brothers then moved to another patch of grass and repeated the same trick.

The pheasants were alert, and Zhao Xian shot one again around noon.

The sun was high in the sky, and the grass was quite stuffy. The two brothers were both covered in sweat and were a little hungry, so they simply picked up the two pheasants and retraced their steps back to Yangpingli.