Surrounded by ghostly vine-like tree roots, Wang Zijia came to the trunk of a big tree. During the fluctuation of mana, a rune heart quickly condensed out of his hand.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Zijia pressed him into the tree trunk.
The mana surged into the body of the Ghost Wood Peach Tree like a sea. As the peach tree trembled slightly, a sense of relief came out of the body.
For a moment, the rune-condensed heart followed the mana and completely integrated into the peach tree. As the peach tree trembled, a strong aura erupted.
When all the movement subsided, Wang Zijia clearly felt that the peach tree in front of him was different, and an ignorant and young spirit was born from it.
Variety: Bailing peach tree
Belongs to: longevity fruit tree
Grade: Second grade (1.62 million/2 million)
Status: nascent spiritual intelligence
Talent: Leapfrog Fruit
Beyond-level fruit-bearing: the fruit-bearing frequency will exceed one level, such as a second-level spiritual tree, which will produce third-level fruits. Of course, due to consumption and nutritional issues, the time and amount of fruit bearing will also vary.
Looking at the information about Bai Ling Peach Tree, Wang Zijia showed a surprised expression!
It is difficult to cultivate spiritual creatures, but once enlightenment is successful, a talent will be born, most of which are related to one's own output.
This transcendent level fruit-bearing talent, coupled with Shoudao... is a great late stage! ! !
For example, when you are at the sixth level, you can produce a seventh-level Immortal Life Peach. How awesome would that be?
With a surprise, he repeated his old tricks and gave the seven peach trees around him a new enlightenment one by one, completely allowing the seven little ones to be born.
Not surprisingly, all seven have the same talent.
These seven peach trees are totally worth cultivating!
"Pop!"
Wang Zijia clapped his hands with a smile and said, "It's much more pleasing to the eye now!"
I admired it like a treasure for a long time.
Immediately ignoring the play between Wugui and Qishu, Wang Zijia stepped into the White Peach Courtyard again.
The yard is still the same and not deserted at all. It seems that during his absence, Xiang Feifei spent two hours commuting every day to live here?
Isn’t it good to live in Biyiyuan?
Still fall in love with the fourth-grade spiritual veins here?
As thoughts flickered in his mind, he looked around the yard and finally stopped in Bai Qian's alchemy room.
On the wall, there was actually a small gourd of Confused God Pills, containing more than a hundred pills. These pills were obviously a surprise prepared for him.
Before the lower realm, Wang Zijia had eaten up all her inventory and materials.
In other words, she earned these during this period, and this little girl actually started making money?
The ingredients for a pill to confuse the gods are about 250 to 300 francs. In other words, this girl's monthly income is almost 10,000 francs now?
The royal alchemist has been completely developed!
With a good mood, he looked around for a moment. The smell of elixirs was extremely strong. It seemed that he had been refining elixirs in the past few months.
I wandered around the yard, including the Star Reaching Tower, and also took a stroll.
Although it has not been used for several months, it is still well taken care of.
Then Wang Zijia came to the training room. The magic power under his feet fluctuated slightly, and a blood-red hole quickly formed in front of Wang Zijia.
The dark red stairs and the deep and dark underground passages are like the abyss leading to hell, ready to devour anyone at any time.
This familiar smell did not make Wang Zijia feel any discomfort, but instead felt a little familiar.
"Da da!"
Walking down the steps, the crisp sound of footsteps broke the silence of the underground base.
The surrounding spiritual light lit up like a voice-activated sensor light, rendering the already dark red underground base a bit blood red.
Dark fleshy tree roots swam above the head and on the walls. In the corridors, three-dimensional, life-size, stained paper figures quietly patrolled among them, looking so strange and strange.
As the underground base of the base camp that he spent the most effort to build, the painting style is also the weirdest, and it looks like a scene of a strange realm in the process of being formed.
But Wang Zijia felt more cordial. Maybe this was due to the difference in aesthetics?
Or can we say that aesthetics can be accustomed to and changed?
First, I wandered around several icehouses. All the corpses had been completely absorbed by the peach trees, not even a single bone was left behind. They were all empty.
After wandering around various laboratories and checking various warning formations for a long time, Wang Zijia finally felt relieved after making sure no one broke in.
"puff."
At this time, the five ghosts turned into smoke and escaped from a few tree roots. Dawa opened his mouth to Wang Zijia and said, "Wow!"
Wang Zijia paused slightly, raised his hand, and the five ghosts turned into talismans and flew back into his body.
Wang Zijia dodged and disappeared into the underground base.
"Miss, are you really going to try it yourself before your uncle comes back?"
"Um!"
"But······"
When Wang Zijia came out of the training room and came to the yard, she happened to see Xiang Feifei and three girls walking towards the yard while talking.
Seeing Wang Zijia suddenly appear at the door of the room, several people who spoke were stunned.
The rays of the setting sun scattered over the top of the mountain, covering everything with a layer of gold.
Under the golden light, Wang Zijia's handsome face became a little more sacred and a little more unreal. It didn't look like an ordinary person, and it was even more unreal.
Xiang Feifei stared blankly at the person in front of her.
He faced the setting sun, covered in rays of light, with a slight smile, and looked at himself with happiness in his eyes.
A bit more mature, taller and a bit more perfect than I remembered.
Everything is perfect and unreal, just like the protagonist in a fairy tale.
It is as perfect as a fairy coming out of fantasy, generally unreal, and generally elusive.
Can't catch it, can't let it go, makes it unforgettable forever.
"Why, I haven't seen you for several months, and you don't even recognize your husband?"
In a daze, covered in rays of light, what he saw in front of him was like a banished immortal walking out of a fantasy, and he said this with a smile.
Xiang Feifei was completely awakened, took a step forward, and jumped into Wang Zijia's open arms.
With his legs clamped around Wang Zijia's waist, Wang Zijia subconsciously held his hips with his backhand, and put his arms around Wang Zijia's neck. He lowered his head and stared blankly at the perfect face so close at hand.
Wang Zijia also raised his head and looked at the person wrapped around him like an octopus.
The breathing of both parties was clearly visible, and the breath was a little hot.
In my memory, this girl, who was like a lady and always paid attention to her self-cultivation, had rarely been so out of character.
She looked into his eyes, which were so hot. He was obviously a real person, but for some reason, Wang Zijia felt a little hot.
The golden light of the setting sun passed through the gap between the cheeks of the two people who were close at hand. A gap of golden light reflected the shadow outline of the two people's faces and the gleam of the gorgeous sunset.
Staring affectionately makes the air seem a little quiet.
The two stared at each other blankly for a moment, then kissed Feifei fiercely, and Wang Zijia responded enthusiastically.
Xiang Feifei was more proactive in the beginning, but the rawness of the newbie doomed the outcome of this battle.
Within a moment, Wang Zijia turned his back on him and her strength to cling to him became a little weaker.
Under the deep passionate kiss, both of them breathed quickly.
Wang Zijia moved towards the yard while the girls ran away.
When Xiang Feifei reacted, she had already been thrown on the bed in the bedroom by Wang Zijia.
"Ah, I haven't eaten yet!" Xiang Feifei gasped slightly with her face red as she reacted.
"Yes, I haven't eaten yet. Your husband-in-law, I have prepared a sumptuous dinner for you. Eat some bananas or other fruits to quench your thirst first!"
"What are you doing? It's not dark yet!"
"Well, you didn't say this when you threw me down before I went down to the lower realm!"
"You...you are shameless...well..."
"······"
The sunset dyed the sky red, bringing color to the world. Under the golden afterglow, Baitaoyuan was beautiful.
But in the yard, a fierce battle was going on, going back and forth for several rounds, endlessly.
The most angry age is when young people are still practicing, and their fighting ability is a bit strong. The fighting stopped and lasted until late at night, before one side completely begged for mercy and the troops were called back.
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At noon the next day, Wang Zijia and Xiang Feifei got up, and several girls had already prepared breakfast.
"Good morning, young lady, good morning, uncle!"
"Well, morning!"
Under the smiling greetings of several girls, Wang Zijia responded calmly.
Xiang Feifei glared at the girls with a blushing face, and the girls immediately stopped joking.
Although they grew up with Xiang Feifei and often did not distinguish between superior and inferior, they still knew when enough was enough.
When the two of them were having a meal together, Wang Zijia said: "Resign your position at Fu Lou. We already have positions in the Yufu lineage, so there is no need to go to the Qi Fumai job."
"Jade Talisman Vein?" Xiang Feifei asked doubtfully.
"Well, I have found the flagship product and core heritage of our future, so when I submit the application for opening the pulse later, I plan to change the name a little." Wang Zijia explained while eating.
"Well, I understand. I will apply for a job transfer later!" Xiang Feifei nodded suddenly and replied.
The two finished breakfast as usual and did not continue to be together. Wang Zijia had a lot of things to do today.
Wang Zijia took Xiang Feifei and sent her to the Qi Fu Vein, and then headed straight towards the Seven Peaks.
······
I just finished a mission yesterday and went back.
It's not that he feels tired, but after the pulse opening is completed, his right to open the pulse is completely completed, so there are various process reviews and approvals.
After half a day of processing, he was ready to apply for various benefits.
So he has too many things to be busy with today!
For example, applying for a sect's specialized construction team, including construction-related, formation-related, etc.;
For example, the allocation of positions and various authority adjustments for him as the pulse master;
For another example, which of the various resources previously advanced by Qifumai do not need to be replenished, and which need to be applied to the sect for compensation, etc.
Most of these matters were carried out in secular courtyards. Considering the possible difficulties, Wang Zijia did not ask anyone to come, but went there in person.
In order to avoid unsightly people from causing any unpleasant things, Wang Zijia not only did not hide any cultivation skills, but also did not hold back at all, and deliberately inspired the aura of a real monk.
Floating to the common courtyard at the foot of Qifeng Mountain, he met his boys and wine-sacrifice disciples along the way, and all of them subconsciously greeted Wang Zijia.
"I've met Uncle Master!"
"I've met senior!"
"······"
After seeing the ceremony, they found out that it was Wang Zijia, and they were all shocked and left in a hurry.
She used to avoid him for fear of being implicated, but now she probably still avoids him for fear of being offended!
In short, when he came to the secular courtyard again, he was still not very welcome.
Things between factions are really...
No one dared to embarrass him anymore. After Yue Changqing's death, although the Yue family was still a big family with more than a dozen real people, its status in both the outer sect and the inner sect had plummeted.
Not to mention managing several outer courtyards, even in the secular courtyards, they are no longer the only one in the family.
The Gu family, which had no dealings with the Yue family, was the most oppressive and occupying of their resources.
Coupled with the concept of hatred of bones and souls and the desire to stand out again, most of the disciples of the Yue family took the initiative to go to the battlefield to gain meritorious service.
Due to various reasons, the influence of Yue Jia is no longer large in the outer sect.
Even if Wang Zijia didn't break through, no one would mess with him just to please the Yue family. Not to mention that he is now a real Taoist.
Wang Zijia walked through many palaces with familiarity, and for some reason, he came to a familiar office room.
"Uncle, what are you going to do?" When Wang Zijia entered the courtyard with the strong momentum of a real person, Li Xuehai, who was fishing, almost jumped up in shock, and immediately greeted him respectfully:
"If you have something to do, just send someone to tell the disciples. There is no need to go there in person."
"Really? I thought the rules of the secular academy were very strict!" Wang Zijia looked at the other party and replied in a deep voice.
Li Xuehai, who bowed his head in greeting, felt his heart sink when he heard Wang Zijia's words and tone, and raised his head to say something.
But what he saw was Wang Zijia's handsome face, which was ranked among the best in the entire sect, and he was instantly stunned.
"Wang Daozi?" After being stunned for a moment, he said in astonishment.
"It's not me. Thanks to you, fellow Taoist, I have been in the lower world for decades and finally complied with various rules for opening pulses!" Wang Zijia looked at the other party and said expressionlessly.
When Li Xuehai heard this, his expression changed drastically, and he was completely panicked.
Sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, his face quickly turned pale, and he said with force, "This disciple was blind at first, so I ask you, Master Uncle Wang, not to remember the faults of others."
"Ha!" Wang Zijia said with a smile but not a smile: "Master Nephew Li didn't have such an attitude at the beginning. I remember clearly what Master Nephew said, what kind of inherited parallel imports like me have eight hundred in the outer sect even if they don't have one thousand? .”
"The inheritance of any god is no less than one hand, so who am I?"
"When doing things in the secular academy, you have to follow the rules. So much so that for the so-called secular academy rules that you, my nephew, I have been living in the lower world for decades before I am satisfied."
"What's going on with Master Nephew Li now? You act according to the rules. What's wrong with you!"
(End of chapter)
