Chapter Seventy-Nine: Innocent Outer Disciples! 【First Order】

Is this jealousy?

What kind of dry vinegar is this, this kind of vinegar of a twelve- or thirteen-year-old girl can also ······ Uh, it seems like they're not that old now?

In his thoughts, Wang Zijia looked at Xiang Feifei and said with a smile: "This girl's family used to be a family of cultivators, she practiced her family's own exercises, and her ability to cultivate mana was completely her own efforts." ”

Xiang Feifei looked at him for a moment, his face turned red as soon as he brushed it, and then he began to bury his head in eating and no longer said a word.

Wang Zijia smiled, and stopped joking, the little girl was thin-skinned, and it was easy to overturn if she continued.

After eating together, they both went out.

"Childe, you ordered the food to be prepared." When he went out, Bai Qian took a delicate jade box and handed it to Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia opened the jade box, a faint smell of medicine permeated, looking at the pastries in the box, Wang Zijia said in surprise: "You started to attack the medicinal herbs?" ”

"Hmm. I thought that since I was going to go to the alchemist, it would be good to familiarize myself with pharmacology in advance. It just so happened that you wanted pastries again, so I got some yellow lotus pastries. Bai Qian replied seriously. Do you want to try it and see if it meets the requirements. ”

'Huang Lian? Pastry??? ’

The corners of Wang Zijia's mouth couldn't help twitching for a moment, covered the box, and said with a straight face: "Very good, it meets the requirements." ”

After that, he jumped directly on the paper kite and rose to the sky.

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"Senior Brother Wang, morning!"

"Morning!"

Wang Zijia came to Fu Lou, and An Xingsheng was still waiting for a long time.

"I've been away for a few days, what's the matter?" Wang Zijia sat down and asked while taking the record book handed over by An Xingsheng.

"The juniors and disciples are all seriously contemplating the talismans, and there is nothing wrong. It's because of your mission, senior brother. Now it's almost the middle of the month, senior brother, you haven't carried out a single session of teaching talismans in the past ten years, and some junior brothers are a little anxious. An Xingsheng handed the record book to Wang Zijia and returned to his previous position.

"Well, let's go down and teach talisman in the afternoon."

Wang Zijia lowered his head and began to look at the use of spiritual materials in the past few days in the record book.

"Okay, I'll let you know later." An Xingsheng replied.

After browsing for a while, he found that it was still being handled the way he left. Wang Zijia closed the account book and said, "By the way, how is Mengdang's progress?" ”

When Wang Zijia made a small stove before, a total of three people gave Wang Zijia money and signed up to accept him to open a small stove for further study.

Bian Yuze was the first to eat crabs, and Wang Zijia directly let him get started, which can be regarded as a benchmark. An Xingsheng was given three months by Wang Zijia because of the rune perception technique.

In the end, this is Mengdang, and after collecting three hundred magic money, Wang Zijia set him a month, which will probably make him enter the rune paper, and now the time is almost up.

The main thing is that he doesn't have any good means to cover up the result of the exchange of the golden finger, so he can only take his time.

The remaining seven juniors are all still waiting, after all, there is only Bian Yuze, which can be said to be a coincidence, and it happens to be because of Wang Zijia's teaching.

"In this month, he has made the biggest progress, originally his talisman progress, among several junior disciples, can only be regarded as the middle and lower reaches, and now he is only one foot away from getting started!"

An Xingsheng looked at Wang Zijia with awe, and there was a little admiration in his eyes.

The other nine juniors and disciples are not knowledgeable enough, and they don't know how awesome Wang Zijia's teaching is.

Only he, because of the family's teaching, clearly knows that every time the other party teaches him, he can make him feel what a powerful existence is.

It is foreseeable that if this Senior Brother Wang has always had this kind of teaching strength, he will definitely have a place in the Inheritance Peak and even the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the future.

"Okay, then you can go down and get ready for the afternoon class!" Wang Zijia nodded.

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In the morning, Wang Zijia dealt with some things that had accumulated from going out these days.

In the afternoon, the disciples were already waiting in the lecture hall.

Each disciple has his own exclusive experimental table, and the spiritual materials distributed in the morning have been processed and placed in the spirit sealing box on the side, waiting for Wang Zijia's teaching. In case you have an insight, you can make it immediately and make your own talisman one step further.

"Hello Senior Brother Wang!"

Wang Zijia came to the lecture hall, and everyone saluted respectfully.

Wang Zijia waved his hand casually, and it was rare that he did not give a direct lecture.

Instead, he turned over his hand and found a beautiful jade box.

The junior disciples who were originally looking forward to it, looked at the familiar jade box that suddenly appeared, and their faces changed.

"My little maid's cooking skills have improved recently, and yesterday she made some novel pastries, which are always fresh for everyone." Wang Zijia opened the box between words.

Huang Lian's faint bitter smell instantly filled the entire lecture hall.

"Gollum!"

The group of juniors and disciples who changed color swallowed their saliva in unison.

'Oh my God······ The ingredients are no longer fully satisfied, and they are starting to move towards medicinal herbs? ’

'What kind of magical girl did Senior Brother Wang accept as a maidservant!' ’

'Spare me, two or three meals of dark food every ten years, the widow can't stand it! ’

'This cooking, can you not come to harm people, you have to come to such a show or two every ten years, the widow is really a little unbearable! ’

In the midst of everyone's different thoughts, Wang Zijia waved his hand to hold the pastry and floated in front of everyone, looking at the pastries one by one, there was silence for a while.

"What, you don't like it?" Wang Zijia said unswervingly.

"No, I like it, how can I not like it, but I like it!" The little fat man Bian Yuze was the first to react, and his fat little face was full of smiles.

As he spoke, he picked up the pastry and took a bite of it.

"My ······" His expression stiffened for a moment, and with great perseverance, he squeezed out an expression of enjoyment, and said, "It's delicious!" ”

Between the words, a little saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of crystal droplets.

Brothers: "······"

"Delicious!"

"It's delicious!"

"Wow, Yellow Lotus Pastry, it's a genius idea!"

"Senior Brother Wang's maidservant is as talented as Senior Brother Wang!"

As Bian Yuze took the lead, the group of juniors and disciples ate pastries with distorted expressions, and they didn't forget to exclaim.

'Heh, who said that the juniors and disciples in the sect are not as pure as he was at the beginning, don't you see that this is not very sincere! ’

Wang Zijia looked at everyone, eating the 'delicious' pastries with a look of enjoyment, feeling the inside one by one, under the cover of dark cuisine, even if the spiritual root demon did not have the evil seed as a medium, it had completely completed the invasion, was dyed into his shape, showed a pleased smile, and said:

"Okay, today we are still talking about some basic skills of rune paper making, and when we didn't get started with talismans, the choice of materials also had a certain impact······

(End of chapter)