Measurements, Part 1 (Xie Mu Jiaomu Youmu, Alliance Leader)

The next day.

Heavenly Treasure Palace Pill Hall.

Inside the Pill Hall fire room, bustling with activity and filled with the aroma of Signal Flare.

Zhang Qingzhi, carrying some food and gifts he had bought with his own Hua Qian, gently knocked on the corner of the kitchen door, which was a heavy iron-clad wooden door.

The Fire Room is one of the major departments subdivided into several parts of the Pill Hall, and it is also one of the most important departments.

Zhang Qingzhi carried his belongings and slowly walked into the room.

The room was small, and shelves were piled up everywhere with all sorts of stones, wood and other things.

In the corner, there were also boxes of various fuels neatly stacked.

In the center of the room, next to a simple table and chairs, lay a burly man with a thick beard.

The man's Daoist robe was covered in soot and black patches, and his hair and beard looked disheveled and gray, as if they hadn't been groomed in a long time.

"Senior Brother Yuan?" Zhang Qingzhi called out softly twice. He knew that if he really ignored the other party and let him sleep, he probably wouldn't wake up until the afternoon.

So I had to call out to wake him up.

After waiting a short while, the man twitched a few times, slowly raised his head, and looked at him with hazy eyes.

"Xiao Zhi? It's you again?"

He looked somewhat helpless.

"Senior brother, this time I..." Zhang Qingzhi was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Alright, alright, I know what you mean. Adding one more person is no problem for me. It's just that you keep doing this... sigh." Senior Brother Yuan looked at him helplessly, not knowing what to say.

In this Heavenly Treasure Palace, the Junior Brother Zhang in front of him is known for being easy to talk to. That's fine, but the problem is that his childhood sweetheart, the daughter of Palace Master Lin, is another story. Of course, he can only dream about her, but when Zhang Qingzhi actually asks him for a favor, he can't very well refuse.

"Alright, alright, I knew you wouldn't come here for anything good. Give it to me, who is it this time?" Senior Brother Yuan said impatiently, holding out his hand.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, senior brother." Zhang Qingzhi knew all too well that he was always troubling his senior brother, but the money he originally intended to pay back had been borrowed by Xiao He.

Five thousand taels. This amount is much larger than the previous ones. If it were just for an ordinary position, it would be unfair to that senior brother Zhang Ying.

He handed over Zhang Ying's record book, and then also handed over the things he was carrying.

Senior Brother Yuan did not refuse, knowing that his junior brother was poor and could not buy anything good even if he did.

He simply picked up the booklet and started reading, while casually tossing aside the food bag and taking out some food.

"Let me make this clear first: even if you join us, you can only train under an ordinary Pill Master. It's impossible for you to be treated well from the start."

"Of course." Zhang Qingzhi nodded knowingly.

"You know that's good, so tell me, um? What is this thing!?"

Senior Brother Yuan suddenly paused, picking up a pill box from the bag. His expression changed.

The pill box was light red all over, with a Bagua (Eight Trigrams) openwork pattern on the surface and a circle of fine silver lines inlaid around it.

It looks simple yet exquisite.

"This is... a top-grade Qian Qing Pill!?" Senior Brother Yuan's eyes widened, a look of shock on his face.

Top-grade pills! In the entire Pill Hall, only the Pill Master and a few other room owners are capable of refining top-grade pills.

Moreover, the cost is extremely high, the success rate is low, and very few pills are successfully formed.

In a year, the Pill Hall of the Heavenly Treasure Palace can produce at most a double-digit number of high-grade pills.

Even these few will be distributed among the royal family, Spirit Person, and Noble first, and only a small portion will be given to the most elite members of the sect.

Just one top-grade Qian Qing Pill could be a life in a critical moment!

No one would be willing to sell such a pill! "Xiao Zhi, what is this...?!" Senior Brother Yuan suddenly felt his mouth go dry. He looked up at Zhang Qingzhi.

"Do you know that this is a top-grade product?!" he asked in a deep voice.

"It's alright, I have plenty here. It wouldn't be good to keep troubling Senior Brother Yuan," Zhang Qingzhi said with a smile, speaking earnestly.

"You," Senior Brother Yuan, probably understood what the other person meant.

Looking at the name in the Daoist book in his hand, he sighed.

"Alright, you want him to join the inner hall, right?"

The inner hall slots are very precious. Since Zhang Qingzhi has already offered a high-grade pill, he has to give him face.

"Indeed, thank you for your trouble Senior Brother Yuan." Zhang Qingzhi clasped his hands in a fist and bow.

"Sigh," Senior Brother Yuan nodded and waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

Although the inner hall positions are precious, he still has that much power as the second-in-command of the Pill Hall's fire room.

Zhang Qingzhi guessed that it was because Miss Lin Qianhe was short of money that she had to use her treasured collection to exchange for this. Others had tried to advise Zhang Qingzhi, but he sighed and Senior Brother Yuan stopped caring about these trivial matters. These days, it's good enough if everyone can just pray for their own good fortune.

*** Zhang Rongfang stayed in the residential area for another five days.

Finally, he received a message from the alchemy Pill Hall. He was to report to the workshop early the next morning and find the Pill Master Daoist Qing You.

Upon receiving the message from the servant, he immediately understood that the five thousand taels he had received earlier had worked.

Although Zhang Qingzhi didn't seem to be someone who valued money.

But regardless, the matter was resolved.

Zhang Rongfang also breathed a sigh of relief.

I tidied up my things, including my robes, in the room.

The next day, he got up early and practiced his skills with the other Daoists in the small courtyard in front of his house.

He practiced Gathering Spirit Talisman by simply observing the moves, and gradually he began to take it seriously.

After all, he was Super Grade expert who had already Breaking Limits of the other Sixth Grade of Talisman Art. Once he started using it, he mastered it much faster than ordinary people.

After the event concluded, at 9:00 AM sharp, Zhang Rongfang finished packing and arrived at the Heavenly Treasure Palace Pill Hall on time.

The entire Pill Hall is located on the far left side of the Heavenly Treasure Palace, on a high slope.

It was a separate complex of buildings, isolated from the other Dao Palace. Plus, it was situated on high ground, upwind.

The smoke and fumes will all dissipate and will not affect the surrounding palace and residential areas.

In the morning, Zhang Rongfang, along with several Daoist servants carrying buckets of water, arrived at the gate of the Pill Hall.

At the main gate, I told the gatekeeper my name and the person I was looking for.

Daopu naturally led him to the very back, to a huge earthen building that resembled a circular volcano.

"This is the Gathering Fire Basin, the most important place in the entire Pill Hall. All Pill Master who need to refine pills will come here to get fire and heat it up."

Even Pill Master from the True One Sect sometimes come here to borrow fire when they need to refine pills.

Daopu gave a brief introduction.

"The Daoist Qing You are looking for is the Pill Master who resides in Fire Cave 134. Just follow the metal plaques outside the cave entrances one by one."

Zhang Rongfang nodded knowingly.

"Thank you, junior brother." He casually slipped a piece of silver into the other's hand.

The latter's expression immediately softened considerably.

"Senior brother, please note that if outsiders suddenly disturb Pill Master while they are refining pills, they will be furious."

Outside the Fire Cave, the plaque hanging on it had been turned upside down, meaning that alchemy was underway. "Please wait patiently."

True One for.

"They didn't mention it before they paid me," Zhang Rongfang said with a knowing smile.

Thank you!

The servant took the money and left, feeling quite pleased with himself.

In reality, which of those who can enter the Pill Hall would be short of money? The key is attitude.

Giving money can demonstrate how much gratitude the other party has shown.

After the servant left, Zhang Rongfang observed the area in front of the Gathering Fire Basin for a while.

One by one, Daoist priests dressed in black robes hurried in and out, accompanied by their young disciples and servants.

These Daoist priests Upper Capital wore silver plaques with the character "Dan" engraved on them.

He himself also received a black plaque from the servant.

The word "child" is engraved on it.

This is the identity tag of a Daoist disciple.

After watching for a while, Zhang Rongfang followed the crowd and entered the Gathering Fire Basin.

He quickly descended the spiral stone staircase to the second floor.

The Gathering Fire Basin, viewed from above, is just a huge pit.

The edges of the pit were neatly trimmed, and various alchemy caves of different sizes were built.

From a distance, it looks like a huge hollowed-out ring, with each hollowed-out hole being a stone cave.

In front of one of the stone cave entrances, Zhang Rongfang stopped and looked down at the number plate hanging outside the door.

Black background with white text, number 134, couldn't be flipped over.

This means they are not engaged in alchemy.

'Fine.'

Looking at the wooden door in front of him, Zhang Rongfang reached out and gently knocked.

Knock knock knock.

No one answered.

He waited a moment, then reached out and knocked again.

This time someone replied.

"The door isn't closed, come in."

Zhang Rongfang gently pushed open the wooden door.

Surprisingly, the wooden door, which looked heavy, was completely silent when pushed open, indicating that it was well-made and well-maintained.

Inside the cave, a wave of heat rushed in as the door was pushed open.

Inside, a Daoist priest with a long black beard, wearing a topknot and a black robe, was intently watching the burning Pill Furnace in front of him.

The Pill Furnace was dark red all over, with messy pine and crane patterns, characters and designs carved on its surface.

However, many of the patterns were blackened and were not very clear.

At the top of the Pill Furnace are two long handles. One handle is connected to the flue on the wall, and the other handle is covered with a lid, which seems to be used for adding ingredients.

Inside the cave, besides the Daoist priest, there was a red-haired woman with blue eyes and fair skin, dressed in the pure blue Daoist Robe of a Daoist disciple, who was intently pounding medicine with a pestle.

"May I ask if you are Qingyou?" Zhang Rongfang clasped his hands in a respectful greeting. "Disciple Zhang Ying has come to the Pill Hall to report for duty."

"You've Golden Core Stage now?" The only Pill Master was Qingyou, who asked casually without turning his head.

"Yes, I have been in the Golden Core stage for over a month now," Zhang Rongfang replied earnestly.

"Well, since you're here, come in, observe more, ask fewer questions. After this is over, you can learn from Chui Xi."

As a disciple of the Pill Hall, especially an inner disciple, the things required are not something that just anyone can do.

The Daoist Qing You turned around and looked at Zhang Rongfang.

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Then, he stared in astonishment at Zhang Rongfang, who was 1.95 meters tall.

The other person's huge shadow was cast on him by the firelight, making his face appear swaying and distorted.

"Daoist Master? Is there a problem?" Zhang Rongfang asked, puzzled, and stretched his biceps.

"..." I want a Daoist disciple! A Daoist disciple!! Daoist Qing You was speechless, looking at Zhang Rongfang's weathered face and his height, which was at least a head taller than his own.

And that massive muscular build... Daoist boys are supposed to have a topknot hairstyle! Looking at Zhang Rongfang in front of him, he automatically pictured a topknot hairstyle on him and a chill ran down his spine.

Suddenly, Qingyou felt disheartened.

Although it was known long ago that the positions of the disciples beside the Pill Master were not determined by the Pill Master himself, but were all put in by people with connections for learning and gilding their resumes.

But now, they've managed to squeeze this little Daoist 'boy' in. Are those two homeowners out of their minds, or do they lack common sense?

As a mid-to-high level Pill Master in the Pill Hall, he actually encountered such an outrageous thing.