Among them, Wanyu is adjacent to the Bone Soul Temple, and it has been fighting for hundreds of years without a break. Several small worlds are almost destroyed;
Feixian and the Huanxi sect fight back and forth, and every three days they call on a group of sect alliances to start a group fight to correct the demonic sword fight;
The Blood Spirit Sect and the Daqian Dynasty even fell in love and killed each other. Today, demons appeared in Daqian to engage in evil (harmony) cult activities and killed a lot of people. Tomorrow, our great scholar will enter his sphere of influence. A white rainbow will penetrate the sun and the ground will be red for thousands of miles, just to eliminate demons and defend the way.
The only neutral Wentian Pavilion, in such an environment, has done a great job in intelligence business.
He opened branches all over Zhenling Territory, including the three major magic gates. While having both sides, he always relies on intelligence business to influence all parties.
In such a chaotic environment, Zhenling Realm has maintained relative stability for nearly two thousand years.
Mainly because of the last all-out war that affected the seven major forces, the losses were too great. The lower three realms died like dumplings, and even the gods of the middle three realms lost more than three figures.
So much so that in the past two thousand years, the Seven Families have not dared to rashly involve the battles on the gods of the Third Realm.
Regardless of whether the following are the outer disciples in the boyhood stage, the inner disciples in the Jiujiu realm, or even the intruder disciples in the real person realm, the gods will hardly interfere and maintain the final bottom line and tacit understanding.
It's amazing that my junior was killed. The two sides argued and argued for a long time, and finally stopped. When everyone was not absolutely sure, no one dared to end rashly.
However, two thousand years is really a long time, and the Infant God has already experienced two rounds of life and death, so some fears have gradually faded away. This is best represented by the increasingly fierce battles in recent years.
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I read some information this morning and made two talismans.
In the afternoon, Wang Zijia rarely turned on the consultation mode and asked An Xingsheng to arrange two hours of time for him to consult with his disciples.
As he became famous throughout the sect, in particular, he not only had a great reputation, but also had "real materials", and his personal training results were unparalleled.
Therefore, when Wang Zijia makes an appointment with a personal trainer at Fulou, he is no longer waiting for his disciple to come to the door, but the disciple is waiting for when he is free.
Once he is free and opens the appointment time for personal training, his disciples will come in droves. It's just like that, a little bit of yin and yang, and female disciples gather together.
Even though he now asks for advice ranging from ten to one hundred skills, these disciples are still very enthusiastic.
Of course, in order to maintain his character, Wang Zijia still had various concerns, so he would only give guidance to five or six disciples at a time and then call it a day.
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The day went by in a flash, and it was rare that Wang Zijia did not skip work and leave early today, but waited until get off work.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Wang Zijia's thoughts moved slightly. The crystal sand like blood crystal gathered on the table, and a crystal red bird condensed out.
The bird moved its wings, stuffed the storage bag into its body, and flew out of the window.
After passing through various street areas, we finally came to the South District, Yufei Street, and Huoqi Tea House.
The familiar window of the private room had been opened early. Wang Zijia took a look and dove in.
"I've met Senior Brother Xiaoyao!" As soon as Wang Zijia landed on the tea table in the private room, Ji Chao stood up and greeted him respectfully.
"No need to be so polite!" The palm-sized crystal-red flying bird uttered human words, looked at Ji Chao for a moment, and nodded: "Yes, the aura is condensed, the foundation is strong, the Taoist foundation is fourth grade, the real person has hope, and so many years of hard work are not in vain. .”
"It's all thanks to senior brother's help. Ji Chao will definitely live up to his past kindness!" Ji Chao replied seriously.
"It doesn't have to be like this. You are where you are today, mostly because of yourself. I just gave you a push." The prince said something nice, and continued to maintain his aloof persona. Without further entanglement, he directly changed the subject. : "Let's trade!"
"Senior Brother Xiaoyao, if you have any talismans in the future, just hand them over to me for sale. I owe you so much kindness..."
"Originally, I planned to talk about it after the transaction. Since you have said it now, I might as well talk about it now."
Without waiting for Ji Chao to finish, Wang Zijia stopped the other party's words, stretched out his wings, took out an illusory talisman with flashing light from his body, and said:
"Do you know why I have been trading with you for so long, and why I never show up in person even in the sect?"
Ji Chao looked confused. Before, he thought Wang Zijia was just acting too cautiously. What does this mean now?
As his thoughts flickered, he looked at Wang Zijia and said, "Junior brother is stupid, please ask me to clarify my doubts."
"There are thousands of sects, but the factions you know are all Ming sects, and under the many Ming sects, there are also these hidden veins." The crystal-red flying bird looked at Ji Chao and spoke in human words: " Have you heard of it?"
Ji Chao was stunned and asked tentatively: "The legendary secret guards of the law enforcement team? Or the group of senior brothers who specialize in inspecting the internal affairs of various branches?"
The flying bird transformed by Wang Zijia shook his head, nodded again, and said: "It's almost the same as the secret guard, but the difference between the hidden vein and the secret guard is that although the secret guard is a secretive position, they have clear positions and departments. .”
"As for our Hidden Vein, to be precise, we do not have fixed departments or lineages. All Hidden Vein disciples are disciples of various sects on the surface. Most of the time, they cannot lurk."
"It will only be activated when the safety of the sect is involved and the foundation of the sect is shaken. Of course, this is the original agreement of Hidden Pulse. Now that there has been peace for many years, Pulse Pulse will occasionally issue some small tasks, mostly privately among superiors. .”
Ji Chao said with a face filled with astonishment: "Those legendary group of guardians and tower-sweeping disciples in the Sutra Pavilion and the Demon-Suppressing Tower who will never come out unless the sect is destroyed?!"
Wang Zijia was stunned when he heard that. There was nothing strange on Mini Bird's face. He nodded calmly and said: "They are similar in nature, but not as high-level. You can understand that they are hidden disciples of the inner sect and legends. .”
"We are the hidden disciples of the outer sect, and we have never been known to be legendary. In other words, we are included in the sect legends they continue to write, and some of them are even promoted by us."
This simple explanation instantly made Ji Chao understand, and it was also the first time he knew that the people who guard the pavilion were not selected from the talented disciples of the Sutra Pavilion, but were promoted from the hidden veins.
No wonder I have never heard of the mysterious cabinet keeper starting the selection, and it was once thought to be a legend by the disciples.
When his thoughts came to this point, he suddenly paused, looked at the talisman held on Wang Zijia's wings, and said with some disbelief: "Senior brother, you said this..."
"I got a recruitment quota due to some tasks. I didn't have any goals before. Now that you have become a sacrificial wine and a fourth-grade Taoist priest, you and I have known each other since we were young, so are you willing to become a disciple of the Hidden Vein?" Prince Jia Ru asked.
Ji Chao's face was full of surprise at first, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "Senior brother, you treat me like this, I'm really ashamed, I can't even think of selling myself to you."
"Don't want to?" Wang Zijia asked calmly.
"I wish, why don't you want to? Senior brother thinks so highly of me, how can I live up to it!" Ji Chao immediately replied, adding with a wry smile on his face: "It's just...it's a bit pretentious for you to be a junior brother!"
However, Wang Zijia had no intention of going along with his flattery. After receiving a positive reply, he flipped his wings and the illusory talisman held by the wings flew into Ji Chao's mind.
Because the other party had already been demonized by Wang Zijia, the Fu Zhao was easily planted in his mind.
A Fu Zhao combined with communication and mental illusion appeared in his mind. At the same time, there was also relevant hidden vein information, including several extremely loose restrictions, tasks, contribution systems and other information.
After a moment, Ji Chao came back to his senses.
"Recently, I plan to use the special communication method of the hidden vein to form a small business circle, so I originally asked you to do the last transaction this time." After a moment, Wang Zijia replied.
"Senior brother, are you not going to trade with me?" Ji Chao said suddenly after hearing this.
"Yes and no, I plan to apply for a secret transaction channel where each other's identities are unknown, through the identity order of the hidden vein." Wang Zijia looked at Ji Chao and replied: "If it works, I will be there with Fu Lu." That’s taken care of above.”
Yes, Wang Zijia wants to open an online store. It is still a one-on-one mission service model, just like how he asked Min Xin to collect explosive elixir materials before.
After saying that, Wang Zijia turned over his hands and took out a talisman from a small wooden box, and said: "This is the talisman I have made in the past six months, mostly lava fireballs, a little molten crystal spiritual shield and meteor flash. "
"Because some of them are too busy, on average, they don't make a few pictures every day. There are only 312 pictures in total. They are all from the low-grade sect."
When Ji Chao heard this, he looked slightly embarrassed and said, "Well...senior brother, I may not have that much money to buy such a large amount of goods."
In order to be promoted to the Jiji Liquor, he not only squeezed himself dry, but also the entire Ji family, the eighty-odd monks, have been collectively licking the ashes in recent months.
It was Wang Zijia himself who squeezed him dry, so of course Wang Zijia understood.
"It doesn't matter, you can check out after you finish selling the goods!" Wang Zijia said calmly.
"Okay!" Ji Chao didn't hesitate and nodded very bachelorly, with the attitude of having no worries about debts. He turned over his hand and took out a jade box and said: "This is the fifty copies of the second-grade fire chalcedony that I prepared. .”
"Also deduct it from future payments!" Wang Zijia said calmly, stretching out his wings and putting it into his storage bag.
"No need, just be a little careful of your junior brother!" Ji Chao said immediately.
Wang Zijia glanced at the other party and said nothing more. Put it away.
"Then that's it for today." After saying that, Wang Zijia glanced at the box for a moment, then jumped to the window, spread his wings and left.
Ji Chao watched Wang Zijia leave for a long time before he came back to his senses and looked around the familiar private room. This place had witnessed his most difficult life and was also the starting point of his opportunities. Now that he was taking off, it was time to leave.
After a long time, he got up and left.
"Senior Brother Ji, the box you booked is about to expire, do you still want to renew it?" When leaving the teahouse, the shopkeeper noticed that Ji Chao did not come to renew the lease, and subconsciously asked Ji Chao at the door.
"No need!" As he spoke, Ji Chao's breath trembled slightly.
The teahouse owner was startled, and then he realized that this senior brother had been promoted to Jijiu. He immediately greeted me and said, "This disciple is shameless and has been negligent. Please forgive me, Master Ji."
Ji Chao glanced at the frightened shopkeeper, who was still a boy at his peak. Once upon a time, he was quite envious of him.
If it weren't for Senior Brother Li Xiaoyao, he would probably be the same now, maybe even worse!
He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
Without saying a word, he turned and left.
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When Wang Zijia returned home, Xiang Feifei and others had already returned to the yard after get off work.
After chatting with her, boxing, and having dinner, she took Bai Qian back to her alchemy room.
"Master, Bai Qian can actually practice by himself. Master, you don't have to spend so much effort on Bai Qian." Bai Qian looked at Wang Zijia and said anxiously.
Since Wang Zijia decided on the plan to train an alchemist, she has been teasing Bai Qian every night for half a month under the pretext of secret techniques.
In half a month, Bai Qian's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. He has reached the late stage of being a boy and is not far away from offering wine.
If Bai Qian was no longer a novice, he could have accumulated nine skills in one go, but that was too outrageous. It was tantamount to telling Bai Qian that we were cheating!
Although it is outrageous now, at least it still has a fig leaf.
No, in the past few days, Bai Qian found that the effects were getting stronger and stronger, but she was not very happy. She thought that Wang Zijia had used some forbidden technique that damaged her foundation, and she became even more uneasy.
"Let you practice as long as you can. When you can refine second-grade elixirs, that will be the greatest help to me!" Wang Zijia said with a straight face without explaining.
"Oh!" Bai Qian didn't dare to refute, and sat down cross-legged obediently, and began to meditate while studying the six alchemy techniques that Wang Zijia recently taught him.
As Wang Zijia touched the center of her eyebrows lightly, a familiar feeling came over her. It was obvious that she was just comprehending at will, but the insights in her mind surged like a fountain, crazily emerging, and the spells grew visibly with the naked eye.
Following this posture, Bai Qian discovered that in less than ten days, she would be able to master all the six newly learned skills.
She didn't feel much joy, she just tried her best to absorb every ounce of insight and try to maximize the effect.
"Let's stop here today!" Wang Zijia's weak voice sounded after a long time.
Bai Qian opened her eyes and saw Wang Zijia's slightly pale face. Her lips moved and her hands clenched slightly. In the end, she said nothing and ended her work silently without saying a word.
Wang Zijia ignored Bai Qian, got up and left the alchemy room, returned to his own practice room, and began to meditate.
Time flies, and it's late at night. It's half past the third watch, that is, one o'clock in the middle of the night.
Wang Zijia looked at the list in his hand, stood up, left the training room, and came to the yard.
The five ghosts stepped out of the ghost mist carrying the Bone Dharma Chariot. Wang Zijia transformed into a devil boy and floated on it.
As the five ghosts carrying the sedan stepped forward, Wang Zijia and Fa Jia turned into shadows and disappeared.
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(End of chapter)
