Wang Zijia used a relatively modern way to express encouraging words and unique self-deprecation, which was still fresh in everyone's memory, and many disciples also listened to his words. Only in front of the main hall, some real people on the main seats frowned.
"Finally, what I want to tell everyone is that if you are young, you need to remember: the poor will make you stronger, and you will not fall into the clouds;"
"If you are already old, it doesn't matter. You have to understand: if your ambition doesn't grow old, you will still be a ghost after you die."
"As monks like us, as long as our hearts are not dead and our ambitions are not broken, then everything is possible. I wish you all: The roc will rise with the wind in one day and soar up to 90,000 miles!"
"Thanks!"
"Papa..."
"good!"
"Senior Brother Wang is a role model for our generation!"
"Senior brother has the demeanor of a great leader!"
"······"
As Wang Zijia finished speaking, many of the disciples below were a little excited, their eyes bursting with fighting spirit, as if they were beating chicken blood, and they were very excited.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
The junior brothers who have not been baptized by poisonous chicken soup seem to be quite innocent in this regard, and they have completed their mission!
After bowing to everyone, Wang Zijia floated onto the platform under everyone's gaze.
Many Taoist disciples looked at Wang Zijia again with critical eyes at this moment. Even Bingshan Lu Qianrou took a rare look at Wang Zijia.
"Senior Sister Lu, junior brother is already married!" Wang Zijia stopped in front of her and whispered.
"Glib tongue!" Lu Qianrou was teased by Wang Zijia, and said with an unwavering expression.
Gu Xuefeng on the side quietly stretched out his hand and made a gesture of admiration. However, Lu Qianrou turned around and glared, then retracted her hand in a nonchalant manner.
Wang Zijia sat back in his seat with a faint smile.
The celebration was still going on, but Wang Zijia was looked at by many eyes from time to time, and received a lot of attention.
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As a once-a-decade event for the outer sect, there are many various procedures.
This lasted for most of the morning until almost afternoon, as auras of light appeared in several squares of the ceremony hall, seven light pillars gathered in the sky, and finally merged to form a huge spherical light array.
When everyone looked up, they could see that inside the sphere was a confusing world like a sand table. It is divided into regions, with various mountains, rivers, lakes, rivers, canyons and basins.
Some of the disciples who were numbered in line began to enter.
The auditions and finalists are group competitions, but from now on, they are no longer.
Rather, it is a grand brawl that combines considerations such as luck, strength, and character.
As the disciples were thrown into the mini sand table one by one, and after the disciples met one by one, the battles in various areas began. Outside the light ball, sky-like projection light curtains were formed outside the ball, starting a live broadcast.
The state-of-the-art light and shadow technology, the mixture of reality and illusion, made Wang Zijia a little distracted, and at the same time he also carefully observed the battle of these disciples.
Although he has relatively strong confidence, what if he overturns the situation if he fails to protect everything?
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Xiang Feifei and the other girls were not very interested in the competition. After attending the celebration, they left just after noon.
Wang Zijia watched for half the afternoon, and did not return to Biyiyuan until the curtain was about to end.
After chatting with Xiang Feifei and others, Wang Zijia came to Bai Qian's alchemy room. Because of today's viewing ceremony, Bai Qian hardly did any alchemy this morning, so as soon as she came back in the afternoon, she got into the alchemy room.
Looking at the fiery Bai Qian that was already being refined in the furnace, Wang Zijia sighed inwardly.
But as long as she has her own social circle, no longer stays at home every day, and just practices for six or seven hours a day, she will be the most crazy practitioner in the spiritual world. After all, her life is her own.
A twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy with spiritual roots, and with such a life experience, his mind is no less than that of an adult in his twenties or thirties. The only difference is his experience. There is no need for Wang Zijia to interfere too much.
While thinking, Wang Zijia's mind moved slightly.
Name: Bai Qian
Cultivation level: junior boy
Daoxing: Twenty Years (2000/2000)
Spell: Medicinal Power Extraction (Proficient 1467/1500),
Spirit water refining (mastery 1478/1500),
Medicinal Fusion (Mastery 1459/1500),
Tai Chi: 214
After half a year of crazily refining alchemy, constantly taking Huixin Pills and doing Tai Chi, Wang Zijia secretly cheated. Bai Qian has almost mastered all three alchemy skills.
If compared to Wang Zijia's speed, it would definitely be like a turtle crawling, but for ordinary disciples, it would not be an exaggeration to describe him as a genius.
In his thoughts, Wang Zijia no longer hesitated, and this time he stopped exchanging bit by bit and directly started the big increase.
[Do you want to consume 33 value points to exchange for medicinal power extraction to a small percentage? 】
"yes!"
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As the three weights were exchanged, in the room, Bai Qian, who was refining alchemy, was shaken all over, and fell into a strange state of enlightenment. Countless insights emerged in his mind. The magic formula he controlled in his hand became more and more skillful, and the elixir was tempered more and more. The more convenient it becomes.
After Wang Zijia came to his senses, he glanced at the other person and ignored him.
He quietly walked into the room, took down a jade gourd from the wall, opened it and took a look.
During this ten-day period, with a constant supply of medicinal materials, Bai Qian spent five hours refining alchemy every day and taught alchemy for two hours. He was able to make seven or eight furnaces every day, and could probably refine more than forty pills. Now there are more than three hundred explosive elixirs in the gourd.
He put away the jade gourd, looked at Bai Qian who was in meditation again, and quietly left the room without waiting for him to wake up.
"bump!"
Half an hour after Wang Zijia left, as the pill furnace was opened, seven explosive pills flew out and were caught by Bai Qian.
It was clear that all the spells had been broken through, but there was no trace of joy on her face. He looked up in the direction of Wang Zijia's training room, but his eyes were filled with discouragement.
"Do you still have to work hard to break through? Bai Qian is so useless!" She was silent for a long time before cheering again: "In that case, let's make more elixirs so that you don't have to buy elixirs outside. Bar!"
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Wang Zijia returned to the training room, came to a corner of the room, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ground.
During the fluctuation of mana, the ground quickly turned into red crystals and quickly retreated to both sides.
In the blink of an eye, an underground staircase cave with blood-red crystals appeared in front of them. The cave was deep, and the blood-red color made it a bit dark, like the entrance to hell.
Wang Zijia stepped into it and climbed down the steps.
Coming to the underground space, after a decade of continuous expansion, the basement is no longer much smaller than the yard above.
There are all kinds of rooms such as training room and spell room, but the style is mostly underworld and blood-red.
Technique: Molten Crystal Earth Spirit Spear Technique (60/3000 for beginners),
Illusion Painting and Spirituality (50/3000 for beginners),
Molten Crystal Ground Thorn (50/3000 for those who have not yet started),
Oath Talisman Type (20/2000 before entry),
Ask for spiritual skills (not yet started in 20/2000),
Tai Chi: 2632
French money: 5768
(End of chapter)
