It is now more than 2,500 years old.
It has exceeded the minimum threshold of five hundred years for the life span of the Yuan Shen. Although I don't know how long I can live, I can only stand up to the sky for five or six hundred years.
After all, a normal Yuanshen cultivator who takes good care of himself is only two or three thousand years old. Those who live to be over three thousand years old must be very careless!
Therefore, at the age of 2,500, for a Yuan Shen overhaul, life is actually officially entering the twilight period.
Therefore, even for a monk, this person is considered to be at the level of a grandmother.
This person has some connections with Wang Zijia, because she is the pillar of the Yan family and the ancestor of Yan Qimeng.
"Junior brother, don't be so polite. Let's go and sit inside." The charming Yan Juan greeted her familiarly.
Wang Zijia gave him a slight salute and followed him into the courtyard.
Yan Juan has a standard female cultivator's aesthetics. The courtyard decoration is elegant and full of flowers and plants.
The breeze is gentle, the flowers and plants are swaying, and the fragrance is diffused. The whole yard is a little fresh and fresh. There is not much old lady's air, but the feelings of a little daughter are everywhere.
She seems to be a grandma with a younger mentality!
The kind that can save countless disciples from struggling for three thousand years!
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After walking around the yard, the two came to a lakeside pavilion with great scenery. Lotus flowers were in full bloom all over the lake, and the faint fragrance lingered on the tip of their noses. It looked quite pleasant.
The two of them sat in the pavilion, and Yan Juan asked Wang Zijia: "Junior brother, do you want tea or wine?"
Wang Zijia looked at Yan Juan in surprise and said, "Senior sister, do you usually like to drink?"
"I like to have a drink occasionally!" Yan Juan replied.
It seems like a grandma who is really young at heart!
Wealth, support, and experience are the ultimate goals of a young man's dream of being a rich woman!
With thoughts flickering in his mind, Wang Zijia said: "Let's have some tea!"
Yan Juan gestured behind her, and within a moment a disciple came up with a tea set.
"Last time I went to my junior brother's place, there were too many old guys and I didn't even have a good conversation with my junior brother. Today we, brother and sister, have a good chat!" Yan Juan started the conversation with a familiarity.
"I was in such a rush that day that my junior brother failed to entertain me well!" Wang Zijia replied apologetically.
"Hey, if you are there, I should go there uninvited and be rude." After Yan Juan and Wang Zijia exchanged greetings, they changed the topic and said: "Listen to the juniors below, junior brother and the disciples of our clan Have a good relationship?"
Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Well, in the early years, thanks to Yan Qimeng's care, we avoided a lot of troublesome things."
"It seems that our two families are really destined! We should move around more in the future and don't become strangers!" Yan Juan said smoothly.
"It should!" Wang Zijia responded with a smile.
The two drank tea and chatted familiarly. Wang Zijia was not in a hurry to explain the purpose of the trip.
At his current level, it is necessary to have relationships with some old guys in the sect.
Even though most of them don't do anything, they are the ones who set the tone for many things. In one sentence, it affects many aspects of the sect.
And because he left so fast, these relationships were already weak. Fortunately, everyone was consciously close to him, so it was not difficult to get along with him as long as he was willing.
After another half day, the sunset has filled the sky, shining in the lake, and the pink and white lotus blossoms bloom like golden lotuses, with spiritual light twinkling and bright rays of light.
The lotuses swaying all over the lake are really beautiful.
It is worthy of being a cave for female cultivators. They put more thought into this aspect than male cultivators.
Seeing that the time was almost up and he would have to stay overnight if he delayed any longer, Wang Zijia didn't want Senior Sister Yan to teach him lessons or something.
Although the other party did have rich experience, he was more than two thousand years old after all, so Wang Zijia mentioned the purpose of his profession.
"Senior sister, what are the conditions and regulations for the sect's extradition of sixth-grade spiritual veins?"
A flash of joy flashed in Yan Juan's eyes, and she immediately said: "Junior brother, you want to get a sixth-grade spiritual vein from your White Peach Peak?"
Wang Zijia nodded and said: "Senior sister, you also know that the jade talisman veins before were just a few big cats and small fish. But now this big family, my poor place, probably can't be satisfied. But business It’s been so long, and I don’t want to just give it up.”
"It's good. It's time for the Xilin lineages to have a leader. After so many years of support, everyone has been able to cope with the problem. It has almost become an exclusive area for the disciples below to fish for profit and hide evil."
Yan Juan sighed first, and then asked: "Junior brother, do you want to move mountains and cut acupoints, or find dragons and move veins?"
"Is there any difference between the two?" Wang Zijia only knew a rough idea, so he asked without knowing much.
"If you want to move mountains and cut off caves, you need to go deep into the Demonic Forest, destroy a Demonic Nest, and move the spiritual veins or the mountains back."
"The trouble with this move is that we need to open up the Demonic Forest and mobilize some strength. This is enough during normal times. Now that the sect is at war, the deployment is a bit cumbersome."
Yan Juan's words made Wang Zijia nodded to express his understanding.
Before the war broke out, the starting point of the conflict between him and the Yue family was that Elder Qianhu, a Yuanshen monk, planned to open up the Demonic Fox Forest. The Yue family wanted to get involved as a member of the Xilin lineage and share some benefits.
It would be best to use this to establish a relationship with Yuanshen monks, and even cultivate the next generation of infant gods.
As a result, Wang Zijia picked peaches on the way, and the jade talismans became what they are now.
"If you want to search for dragons and transfer your veins... Although our Qifeng has a group of top-notch seventh-grade immortal-level spiritual veins, we don't have too many sixth-grade spiritual veins, so it's not too troublesome to get them."
"But over the years, most of the sixth-grade pulse mouths have been allocated. Even if there are spare ones, they are temporarily in the hands of the declining Yuanshen family. The application process is relatively complicated."
"Of course, based on your conditions, junior brother, and the fact that you have trained so many disciples for the sect in Qinglian Realm, your qualifications are definitely sufficient, but I don't know when the approval, scheduling, etc. will be available. I guess it will cause a lot of trouble." dispute."
Yan Juan explained seriously.
In other words, one may have to queue up and even occupy other people's resources; the other may simply do it, but he has to fight it off himself.
Wang Zijia pondered for a moment, thinking about the attitude of the headmaster and the attitudes of many old guys in the sect. As long as he opened his mouth, he estimated that if he gave up his family's spiritual veins, there might be someone.
Therefore, Wang Zijia said directly: "Sister, please help me apply. If you can, speed it up. My place really can't support the current scale of disciples. To do well in the Xilin lineage, the sect must provide some support." !”
Today's Wang Zijia is not afraid of owing favors to others, but countless people are eagerly watching him give favors.
"Okay! Let me help you, junior brother, try it!" Yan Juan said seriously.
She also knows the situation of Jade Talismans. Tens of thousands of real people and thousands of fake babies are comparable to most of the inner sect elites.
Even if they were given a cave in Qifeng, as a disciple of Wang Zijia, who often stayed at White Peach Peak, they would obviously focus on the Jade Talismans.
In this way, considering the situation at Baitaofeng, it is really not enough to consume.
Seeing that the matter was finalized, Wang Zijia exchanged a few more pleasantries before saying goodbye and leaving in the bright sunset.
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When I returned to Baitaoyuan, it was deserted.
Once they got used to the courtyard, Xiang Feifei and the other girls looked forward to his Wang Zijia like a stone to his husband. They were really not used to the deserted courtyard.
Humans are such strange creatures.
When they were not familiar with each other, he felt that it was a bit troublesome for the two of them to get along day and night, which was not conducive to hiding his secrets and seemed awkward everywhere.
Now that I am alone, I am even more unaccustomed to it, and I feel like something is missing!
Empty yard, empty heart!
He shook his head and suppressed the thoughts in his heart.
Coming directly to the training room, the mana fluctuated slightly, and a passage extended underground.
In the dim underground palace, the blood-red crystals glowed bright red under the spiritual light.
Dirty clay paper figures that looked like they had just been unearthed were patrolling. On top and on the walls, brown fleshy tentacles were squirming.
A piece of weirdness!
Fortunately, he had taken good precautions in the underground palace, and no one in the sect dared to come to his place to search carefully, so today's events did not affect this place.
After checking and confirming that there was no problem, Wang Zijia planned to use this place as a secondary transfer platform and move the core platform to the Duobaojie underground palace.
There are hundreds of demons that used to be in the Weird Realm, and they are a bit weirder. They are definitely suitable for storing and processing evil corpses. Compared with here, they are less afraid of mutual infection and weird changes.
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In the mysterious realm of hundreds of demons, on the top of Lingmai Mountain in Nanfeifang City, Wang Zijia had a thought.
A white chess piece emerged. With the blessing of Duobaojie, Wang Zijia still didn't see what this thing was for.
After researching for a while with no results, Wang Zijia stopped worrying and put it away.
Turning his hand, a page flew out.
"Boom!"
As the pages of the book exploded, a huge dark golden alchemy furnace more than ten meters high appeared.
The entire mountain range shook slightly for a moment. Miraculously, such a heavy alchemy furnace did not hit the ground, but fell steadily to the ground, as if it were supported by gold and iron below.
Looking at the thick black pollution and the patterns of evil spirits on the alchemy furnace, Wang Zijia took a deep breath.
He directly pressed it with both hands and began to refine the thing while absorbing the pollution.
This thing is different from the previous golden bell. Except for the fact that it has no weapon spirit and has lost the essence of the immortal weapon, everything else remains intact.
Although it can no longer be regarded as an immortal weapon, it cannot be compared to a magic weapon.
Therefore, it would take a lot of effort for Wang Zijia to refine it.
This is thanks to my lack of intelligence, otherwise it would be even more of a headache.
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The next day, Changbao.
When Wang Zijia showed up again, Li Shenghui greeted him directly.
This great cultivator who has stayed on the job for a long time and never leaves, always makes his presence felt when Wang Zijia shows up for the job.
"What's the matter with fifth brother? Do you still want to talk to me for a heart-to-heart chat?" Wang Zijia still didn't give him a good look, and asked very calmly indifferently.
"You..." Li Shenghui opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know what to say for a while.
(End of chapter)
