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"Pickled chicken formation?"

Wei Wuji's face was pale, and he asked with a smile: "Isn't it the Dafa of soaking chicken?" ”

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The fifth uncle flapped his wings, opened his throat and shouted, "Children, train for the fifth uncle." ”

The more than 300 people were divided into six teams, each team was about sixty people, and quickly took their positions.

At first glance, Wei Wuji looked very much like the Big Dipper, except for the lack of a point at the handle.

The fifth uncle rode the black girl and walked slowly to that point.

The perfect Big Dipper.

The flower girl lay on the stone on one side, licking her paws proudly.

Wei Wuji walked over and sat down, touched the flower girl's head, and said with a smile: "The two of us are visitors." ”

The fifth uncle gave an order, and everyone began to run.

Six stars, six groups of people, forming six powerful forces in the run.

The fifth uncle flapped his wings on the top of the black girl's head, condensing the six forces, and there were bursts of thunder and thunder, and the stars and moon were gone.

"Deputy Commander, let's test the power."

The fifth uncle was just flapping his wings, and it was extremely relaxed.

As for the running regiments, even more so.

Running according to the breathing method taught by the fifth uncle, although they will be covered with stinky sweat, the more they run, the easier it is, and the more they run, the healthier they are.

Right next to it, there is a boulder.

Wei Wuji got up and lifted it, roughly estimating that it weighed more than five hundred catties, and immediately smashed it towards the pickled chicken ball, ready to fish the stone away at any time.

Who knew that before the stone approached the bubble chicken array, it heard a boom and exploded into powder.

"Wuzai, it's okay, I've seen it awesomely."

Wei Wuji had to admire, the fifth uncle was outstanding.

"Stop!"

The fifth uncle shouted to stop and said, "Everyone will rest in the valley tonight." ”

"Wuzai, you are so interested in forming a pickled chicken group, can the pickled chicken group really help you become a phoenix again?"

On the way back to Taoyuan Valley, Wei Wuji asked curiously.

"Of course you can, after all, you're not reliable."

Wuzai snorted coldly, spread his wings and said, "What about the fifth uncle's dragon meat?" ”

At that time, Nezha planned to use a live dragon to pit him, but fortunately, the red envelope was snatched away by Tang Seng.

Now if you want to get dragon meat, you can only find Nezha.

But if you take the initiative to find it, you will definitely have to pay more.

"Wuzai, if you don't teach me some real skills first, don't want me to find you dragon meat."

Wei Wuji suddenly thought that even if he gave the fifth uncle dragon meat, it was not necessarily that the fifth uncle would teach him skills.

"I can pass you on the door first, so that you can also be inspired to find what the fifth uncle needs."

It wasn't until he walked into Taoyuan Valley that the fifth uncle figured it out.

If Wei Wuji didn't see the power of the Phoenix Treasure Technique, Wei Wuji wouldn't have any additional motivation.

"Looking at the flames in your body, it is indeed very suitable for cultivating the treasure art of my phoenix lineage."

Fifth Uncle glared at Wei Wuji's stomach, turned around suddenly, pouted his buttocks, gritted his teeth and said, "Come on, Fifth Uncle is ready." ”

No way!

"Wuzai, you are serious, I am not asking you to pick up soap."

Looking at the fifth uncle's actions, Wei Wuji was really powerless to complain.

", how could the fifth uncle take a fancy to you?"

The fifth uncle pouted his ass higher and urged: "The treasure technique is on the ass, if you don't look at it again, the fifth uncle will regret it." ”

Wei Wuji fixed his eyes to look, but he could only see the feathers, so he had no choice but to lean over, brushed the feathers away with his hand, and saw strange lines on the fifth uncle's buttocks.

The pattern is very similar to that on the eggshell, but different.

Just one glance caused a roar in Wei Wuji's sea of knowledge.

It's as if those lines all poured into the sea of knowledge, and conjured up a variety of different patterns.

Each pattern is a trick of the Phoenix Treasure Technique.

In the midst of all the changes, there is only one pattern, which gradually becomes clear.

The fifth uncle shrank his body into the eggshell, rolled his bones to the side, leaned against the golden ebony, and quietly looked at Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji half-squatted on the ground, as if he had been clicked, and no longer moved.

It wasn't until dusk the next day that I woke up from my meditation.

"How does it feel?"

The fifth uncle had been guarding Wei Wuji, and when he saw Wei Wuji open his eyes, he immediately asked.

"I want to beat you!"

As he spoke, Wei Wuji's right hand reached out and quickly grabbed the fifth uncle.

"it!"

The fifth uncle scolded, turned around and fled.

With a flick of his right hand, a black chicken phantom shot out.

Black chicken?

Wei Wuji was puzzled, what kind of phoenix treasure technique is this?

But the black chicken phantom hit the fifth uncle's ass in a flash.

The fifth uncle screamed and flew into the sky, hit the cliff in the distance, clinged to it, and didn't fall for a long time.

Don't look at it as a black chicken phantom, but the power is really amazing.

"Five?"

Wei Wuji asked worriedly, and his divine sense swept over, only to see the fifth uncle smashing a deep pit in the stone wall, and his whole body fell into it.

Suddenly, the fifth uncle flapped his wings, broke free from the shackles of the pit, and fell straight to the bottom of the cliff.

"Black girl, go, take it here."

The fifth uncle is also a phoenix, so he knows that he can't be killed with his ability.

The black girl obediently ran over, picked up the fifth uncle, quickly ran back, and put the fifth uncle in front of Wei Wuji.

The fifth uncle's eyes rolled, his claws stiffened, and the hair on his buttocks exploded, as if he was in a deep coma.

Golden opportunity!

Wei Wuji grabbed the fifth uncle, but when he looked at his buttocks, he couldn't help but be disappointed that there were no treasure art lines.

Early the next morning, Bao Xuezheng called and asked Wei Wuji to come to the company.

At the end of the year, since the establishment of the Black Chicken Group, there are many accounts that need to be reported to Wei Wuji.

In the office, Bao Xuezheng was gushing.

"Brother Bao, just tell me what our net profit is?"

Wei Wuji was not interested in the rest, interrupting Bao Xuezheng's words and asking.

"163 million."

Bao Xuezheng was stunned and replied.

"That's it?"

Wei Wuji was dumbfounded.

The bribe given by Jiang Ziya has a net profit of 2 billion, and compared with that, this business can't make money.

It would be nice to be able to earn virtue by doing business!

For him now, virtue is the most precious, and there are too many things in the Heavenly Court Mall that he wants to buy.

It's a pity that over there, he's a poor bastard.

Bao Xuezheng shook his head, looking helpless, what do you mean by this, it's obviously enough!

"Brother Bao, you seem to have something on your mind?"

When he came back to his senses, he saw that Bao Xuezheng looked haggard, and couldn't help asking.

"It's okay, it's just that I haven't slept well lately."

Bao Xuezheng rubbed his forehead and said.

"Your body is important, don't work so hard in the future......"

As he was talking, he heard Bao Xuezheng's mobile phone ring.

Bao Xuezheng took out a look, said sorry, got up and walked out of the office, and went outside to answer the phone.

Although he knew that it was not good to eavesdrop on other people's phone calls, Wei Wuji still couldn't help it.

Hearing the contents of the call, his brow furrowed tightly, and he extracted dog meat and dried fish from the treasure chest and put them in a shopping bag.

"Brother Bao, can I go and see Weaving Dreams?"

When Bao Xuezheng came back, Wei Wuji asked with a smile while carrying a shopping bag.

Bao Xuezheng was stunned again, unable to find a reason to refuse.

Weaving Dream is Bao Xuezheng's daughter, not yet four years old, under the eyebrows and bangs, a pair of big black eyes, shining, very pleasing.

But she had a yellow face and thin muscles, as if she was suffering from a terminal illness.

"Why don't you eat?"

Wei Wuji crouched across from her and asked with a smile.

"I don't want to eat it."

Bao Zhimeng said in a loud voice, looking weak.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Ice cream."

Bao Zhimeng said and glanced up at the refrigerator and licked his lips.

"Dream Weaver is good, the doctor said, Dream Weaver can't eat ice cream."

Bao Xuezheng's wife, Zhou Yan, walked out of the kitchen when she heard the sound and said.

"What kind of illness does Dream Weaver have?"

Wei Wuji turned his head and asked.

As soon as Zhou Yan heard this, she stood at the door of the kitchen and wiped her tears vigorously.

"I've checked in many big hospitals, and they all say it's not sick."

Bao Xuezheng smiled bitterly, suddenly remembered something, and said: "Wuji, I heard that Mr. Wang's daughter Xinna was cured by you, why don't you take a look at Weaving Dreams?" ”