Because of the condensation of true seeds, whether your future path will be a shocking rise to the world, or whether it will be an egg that disappears into oblivion to everyone, it is not clear at a glance, but it is almost foreseeable.
For example, those who have condensed the ninth level of true seed will probably have a hard time cultivating to the peak of the true level.
Only those at level 7 have some possibility of becoming an infant god, and the true species of level 6 and above, the middle and third level, are very talented. Among the three levels of the divine king, the middle level, not to mention the fourth level [Infant God], is the fifth level [Infant God]. Yuan Shen], and even the sixth realm [Transcending Tribulation] are possible.
As for the true seed of the third-grade runes, they are also called fairy seeds!
As long as you don't die halfway, becoming an immortal is almost inevitable.
But the condensation of every third-grade true seed requires great opportunity. Even the lowest third-grade immortal seed is elusive and cannot be achieved except by chance and coincidence.
As for the second-grade immortal species, or even the first-grade immortal species...
Although Wanyu Sect is very powerful in Zhenling Realm, there has not been an Earth Immortal in the sect for thousands of years. The third-grade Immortal species has almost become a legend, not to mention the others!
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After a long time, Wang Zijia calmed down the swelling feeling caused by the rapid increase in strength.
Tonight's harvest was extremely huge, especially the magic eye concentration method that gave him an unexpected surprise. With the completion of this method, he could actually directly observe the target's external environment in the opponent's chaotic sea of consciousness. I need to follow this process!
Of course, you still need this process if you want to come out!
This change will be very convenient for Wang Zijia’s future affairs!
While thinking, Wang Zijia stood up and walked outside the base.
The five ghosts subconsciously turned into runes and integrated into Wang Zijia's body, seemingly not wanting to stay down there for a moment.
Today's underground base has completely changed from the original one.
The main color is still blood red, but the entire ceiling of the base has been covered with countless fleshy tree roots. The roots are like living creatures, squirming slightly and can be seen when looking up.
Many walls are also decorated with tree roots.
In the surrounding aisles, there are occasionally paper figures, patrolling back and forth like a machine. Under the blood-red light, they look dark, strange, and terrifying, like a mysterious realm that is forming.
As evil ghosts, the five ghosts are becoming more and more afraid of this place. Especially the sacrifice laboratory has become the weirdest place in the entire underground base, a nightmare place for the five ghosts.
As demons, they are extremely unqualified for being coerced like this, and are very embarrassing to the demons.
Wang Zijia left the underground base and came to the White Peach Courtyard at the top of the mountain.
Walking around in the peach forest, the night is thick, the moon is bright, and the night wind blows gently, causing Wang Zijia's robe to flutter slightly.
He stopped and looked at the bright moon in the sky for a long time, thoughts popping up in his mind.
"It seems it's time to get ready to go!"
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Early the next morning, Baitao Peak became busy.
Several core disciples of the Xiang family, as well as some outstanding ones among the recent settlers at the foot of the mountain, were led by An Xingsheng and began to make various arrangements in the peach forest.
I was so busy until around 10 o'clock, when everything was almost ready, streaks of escaping light began to fall in the White Peach Courtyard on the top of the mountain.
Wang Zijia took Xiang Feifei and greeted them warmly.
"I'm not late, am I?" Gu Xuefeng was the first to arrive, searching for something in his words.
"No, senior brother, you are the first one here." Wang Zijia pointed out such a result with a smile, and Gu Xuefeng stopped.
"call out!"
"Haha, Wang Daozi, I'm not too late!"
"Senior Brother Guo, please hurry up!"
While the two were talking, another spiritual light fell, and it turned out to be Guo Minglang, the Taoist seed of the Taoist court's wood spiritual veins.
A person whom Wang Zijia had not known each other for ten years. It was clear that they had deep grudges, but in the end Wang Zijia didn't know how to become friends.
The arrival of Gu Xuefeng one after another seemed to turn on some switch, and escaping lights began to appear one after another on Baitao Peak.
It has been a year since the competition, and in the past ten years, almost all Taoists of the same period as Wang Zijia and others have been promoted to Jijiu.
Therefore, within a short while, Baitao Yuan was surrounded by a bunch of sacrificial wines, all of which had amazing identities.
"Brothers, let's not pile up in this yard. Today, I'm having a peach orchard tea party, a garden party! Let's go outside to drink tea and talk about Taoism in the peach grove." Wang Zijia greeted, looking around and moving quickly He stopped and said hurriedly.
As he spoke, he led everyone outside to the peach garden.
All the children I met along the way stopped to greet them, and secretly looked at everyone, especially Wang Zijia, who was in the center of the crowd and was attracting the most attention.
For disciples like them, today's circle is as unreachable as the clouds in the sky. Being able to serve him once is already a blessing.
After all, if nothing unexpected happens, at least half of the people here will become real people in the sect in the future, and there may even be infant gods. It is already the top circle of contacts in the entire outer sect!
"Junior Brother Wang is doing really well here!" One person said as he looked around the Taoyuan.
Wang Zijia nodded with a smile and said, "I think it's okay too. If Senior Brother Bai likes it, you can also ask Senior Brother Yuan Kai to do it for you when he arrives later. He really likes doing it."
"Haha, I don't have the ability to open my pulse, and I don't have Taolin with the fourth-grade spiritual veins to give me any help!"
"Brother Bai, if you want it, your family can't get the third- and fourth-grade spiritual veins from the top of the mountain?"
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Everyone was chatting familiarly, everyone was very familiar with each other, so no one recognized him.
Of course, there are also some who are unsociable, or who don't like to chat much, but on today's occasion, even those with a cool temper will still hang out with everyone.
Hundreds of years later, there will probably be many iron relationships born from this group of people, witnessing each other, extending to many families and countless generations.
This is the top circle of outer sects today!
At almost noon, more than two hundred people came to the courtyard to offer wine. Some of them were Wang Zijia's connections, some were connections in the world, and some were simply aware that there was such a top-notch garden party today, so they ran To improve your social circle.
As the protagonist this time, Wang Zijia was surrounded by a group of fellow apprentices, and for a moment he felt like the center of attention.
There is no doubt that he is recognized by many geniuses.
The whole garden party, from chatting, drinking tea to discussing Taoism, lasted for most of the day. It was not until the sunset filled the sky that the monks chatting and laughing in the peach grove were like immortals, riding the rainbow light and leaving in the sunset.
Really discuss the Tao in the peach grove, and enjoy the world in the sunset!
It left an unforgettable day for the serving disciples and the many boys at the foot of White Peach Peak, which can be talked about countless years later, and even derived from novels.
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It was night, and Xiang Feifei was particularly clingy today, especially after the evening, after the brothers left, she took the initiative to tease Wang Zijia in various ways in the Taoyuan.
As they rubbed their arms, the air warmed up a bit, and Wang Zijia was also exposed to the evil fire.
In the end, I don’t know who took the last step first. They were completely honest, like a sea of mud dragons, and went straight to the yellow dragon. They killed Feifei without saying anything and threw away their armor.
The sunset fills the sky, the setting sun serves as a quilt, the ground serves as a pavement, and a ten-mile peach forest determines a lifetime.
This is destined to be an unforgettable day and a sleepless night.
One of the great advantages of a monk is that he recovers quickly, has strong combat effectiveness, and has strong sustainability.
The 108 moves that Wang Zijia brought from his previous life finally have a place to be used. At first glance, there is nothing special, just fresh.
The fighting continued intermittently until the middle of the moon, and then ceased.
"Husband, you are leaving tomorrow, right?" Xiang Feifei asked with her face flushed and her clothes half-covered, lying in Wang Zijia's arms under the peach tree.
Wang Zijia hugged Ren'er, leaned against the peach tree, put one hand behind his head, and subconsciously touched the skin of the other person's shoulder with the other hand. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and replied softly with a tone that was half lazy and half comfortable. :"Um!"
"Remember to come back early!" In the past ten days, Xiang Feifei had already told her all she could, so in the end, thousands of words turned into such words.
"Yes, I will." Wang Zijia replied seriously: "The speed of time in Qinglian Realm is abnormal. Maybe I will come back faster than you think."
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The two of them chatted affectionately and affectionately, and time passed by unconsciously.
Xiang Feifei fell asleep quietly without knowing when.
Wang Zijia looked at Xiang Feifei in his arms under the moonlight, and smiled bitterly in his heart: "I'm still a little impulsive, but it doesn't matter. At worst, I should wash it a few more times!"
After sitting for a while, he hugged Xiang Feifei and returned to the yard.
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Early the next morning, when Wang Zijia got up, she rarely practiced boxing.
Instead, he and Xiang Feifei finished breakfast slowly while the girls did the final cleaning for him.
After a while, the second uncle Xiang Zhe also led the whole family up the mountain and came to the yard.
Wang Zijia explained to everyone for a while, and then went straight to Qifeng after being bid farewell by a large family.
Because we set off from Baitao Peak, we woke up very early.
Wang Zijia rode the Blood Demon Jade Shuttle to the Seven Peaks, and used his identity card to pass through the protective array covering the entire Seven Peaks. The extremely rich spiritual power came with the morning mist, which instantly made people feel relaxed and happy.
Floating in the air, looking around the seven peaks, the not-so-thick spiritual mist permeates the sky and the earth. The mountains are green and vast, and the spiritual mist seems to cover the seven peaks with a thin veil.
I lowered my head and looked down. Halfway up the mountain, white clouds filled the air. Looking around the peaks, there were clouds and mist. The tops of the mountains peeked out from the clouds and mist, like hibiscus emerging from the water.
The rising sun had just left the horizon. Filtered by the spiritual mist, it was like a red sun rising slowly, casting another layer of faint glow over the seven peaks.
"Bah!"
One by one, the cranes leisurely shuttled between the mountain peaks and the canyons, singing softly in the fog and white clouds, making bursts of crane sounds.
There is a bit of vitality in the tranquility, and the fairy spirit is curling up. It is not like the human world. It is really a fairyland and a blessed place.
(End of chapter)
