This is what Wang Zijia discovered some time ago. His 'genius' son-in-law's reputation is actually not that of an orthodox genius. The general idea is: underneath the core of genius, he is a pretty boy.
Because they deceived Xiang Feifei, the Xiang family kept touting his reputation as a genius in order to maintain their reputation.
True and false, mixed with each other, allowed Wang Zijia to completely see through the Xiang family's family tradition.
They are just a bunch of old people. No wonder they haven’t come out again after cutting off the sacrificial wine for so many years. It’s no wonder that they haven’t completely declined after cutting off the sacrificial wine for so many years.
"I hate it. It was all Uncle Six's idea. He said you are too talented and you are easily jealous." Xiang Feifei's face turned red, she stamped her feet, and said coquettishly:
"In addition, if you continue to grow like this, you will probably become a man. It's better to do the opposite than hide it, so I did it like this."
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While the two were discussing, after dinner, Wang Zijia did not go directly to the basement, but took Bai Qian to the training room first.
During these days, Bai Qian has completed the official recruitment as a handyman disciple, and even received benefits. What he received is the core basic technique among the nine basic techniques of water method alchemy: medicinal power extraction.
But because of Wang Zijia's instructions, Bai Qian just learned the technique and did not try to make alchemy. Instead, she worked harder at Tai Chi.
Name: Bai Qian
Cultivation level: junior boy
Daoxing: one year (116/2000)
Spell: Medicinal Power Extraction (50/300 for beginners)
Tai Chi: 95
Wang Zijia checked Bai Qian's information, turned over his hand and took out the Huixin Pill, and said, "Take it and start practicing boxing."
Upon hearing this, Bai Qian took the Huixin Pill without hesitation and began to practice Tai Chi continuously, with a serious and focused expression that Wang Zijia could not compare to.
After all, he knew the background of Tai Chi very well. Whenever he saw Bai Qian being so serious, he would think of the old ladies in the park who were careless and a bit disconnected.
Tai Chi: 115
A Wisdom Heart Pill is worth twenty points, and its effect is much better than that of Wang Zijia himself. Seeing such a result, Wang Zijia breathed a long sigh of relief. Huixin Dan and Tai Chi had the best added value. It was not a special case for him, which was a good thing.
It will facilitate some of his subsequent operations.
After doing this, Wang Zijia began to calculate. Refining alchemy is different from making talismans. To make talismans, you only need to know the core sense of runes to refine a first-grade talisman.
However, in order to refine alchemy, you need to complete the introduction to the three basic techniques, and even master them, plus a pill recipe, to refine a first-grade pill.
Of course, if you know how to extract medicinal power, you can start making pills, but they are unfashionable things, the kind used by warriors, such as the violent energy pill that Wang Zijia used at the beginning.
Therefore, Bai Qian needs at least 1,800 skill points, at least 80 Huixin Pills, plus about 2,500 spell costs, and the fastest consumption time is about 20 days. No matter how fast it is, it is easy to waste the pills. .
"A month is acceptable. It's totally worth investing in cultivating. After all, my demand for elixirs and my weird methods are not suitable for buying outside all the time. If it goes on for many years, it will be too easy for others to find something wrong with the market."
While thinking, Wang Zijia finalized his idea, took out eighty Huixin Pills and gave them to Bai Qian, saying, "No, you need to eat these within this month."
Bai Qian looked at the jade bottles piled up in the training room, and thought of the snack boxes in the yard before. They were so similar, but their values were so different.
She was no longer a newbie who didn't understand anything. She opened her mouth, but in the end nothing came out.
After all, she knew that the young master was a person with great supernatural powers, and there must be a reason for doing this. Just like eating candy to cure her illness, eating candy actually cured her illness.
The only bad thing is that it makes her have a bit of a sweet tooth.
The young master didn't say anything about this and often brought her various candies, but she always felt a little embarrassed. After all, she was no longer a child and shouldn't be greedy!
"I know!" Bai Qian finally replied.
Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Okay, let's leave it like this for now."
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After dealing with Bai Qian's matter, Wang Zijia did not leave the training room immediately. Because it was still early in the day, Wang Zijia turned over his hand and took out a medicine bottle, and poured out a Explosive Spiritual Pill.
Without hesitation, he raised his head and poured it into his mouth.
The elixir melts in your mouth and turns into a warm current, rushing into the Dantian. The magic power expanded rapidly, and a bulging feeling came over the whole body.
"Value +22!"
Before it completely exploded, the aura in Wang Zijia's body receded like a tide, rising and shrinking, leaving some empty chatter.
Wang Zijia pursed her lips. She was used to this feeling. Without any hesitation, she raised her head and swallowed another pill.
"Value +22!"
"Value +23!"
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As each pill is taken down, the cultivation level increases rapidly.
In less than half an hour, thirty bottles of violent energy pills and a full three hundred pills were consumed by Wang Zijia, in exchange for nearly six thousand seven points of cultivation value.
Cultivation: late childhood
Daoxing: Fifty years (12503/30000)
French money: 2063
Daogong: 2570
Feeling that the magic power had more than doubled, Wang Zijia let out a long breath.
After stabilizing his cultivation for a moment, he took out another Huixin Pill, ate it, and started practicing Tai Chi.
After taking two Huixin Pills in a row and spending more than half an hour digesting them, they converted into a Tai Chi value of thirty-nine points. After Wang Zijia felt that the sky was almost dark, he slowly stopped working.
He got up and left the training room and returned to the basement again.
The magic power moved slightly, and the seal on the altar was unlocked. As the blood-red aura flickered, the basement became filled with evil winds again, becoming very strange.
Wang Zijia checked the altar, took out a few more poisons, and added them to the altar.
Then he took out a piece of hair again, and information about the target emerged in his mind.
Name: An Yuanhang
Sex: Male
Realm: Senior boy
Cultivation: Hundreds of years of Taoism
Age: sixty-six years old
Identity: Paper-cutting master of Qi Fu Puppet Hall.
Heel: He is a descendant of the Qi Fu Pulse Jijiu family, with medium talent. Because he showed his talent for puppet refining in his early years, he entered the Qi Fu Puppet Hall sixty years ago and became a paper-cutting master. He was the number three figure in the previous generation of the An family and received key training from the An family.
However, his talent is limited. Although the paper man has mastered the nine arts for thirty years, although he has mastered seven of them, he is stuck in the eighth skill of spiritual point, and cannot get started. It completely stops, forming a bottleneck, and he can no longer make any progress.
Later, due to the overhaul of the Anjia Liquor Festival, which was approaching its end, the family fell into a state of disengagement and turned to secular affairs, leaving no resources to provide for the promising new generation.
However, he has not completely given up hope. Over the past thirty years, he has learned a lot of wonderful techniques and attempted to draw parallels. He has also continued to make puppets and sell them, accumulating resources. He has great ambitions to join the wine ceremony, and his net worth is estimated to be equally high. .
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(End of chapter)
