Wang Zijia used a more modern way to express encouraging words, unique self-deprecation, which made everyone remember it vividly, and many disciples also listened to the words. Only in front of the main hall, some real people on the main seat frowned a little.

"Finally, what I want to tell you is that if you are young, you need to remember: be poor and strong, and do not fall into the clouds;"

"If you're old, it's okay, you have to understand: the strong heart is not old, and you can still be a ghost when you die."

"We monks, as long as the heart is not dead, the will is not lost, then everything is possible, I wish you: Dapeng will rise with the wind one day and soar to 90,000 miles!"

"Thank you!"

"Bang Bang ·······"

"Good!"

"Senior Brother Wang is a role model for my generation!"

"Senior brother has a great Confucian demeanor!"

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As Wang Zijia's words ended, many disciples below were a little excited, and their eyes erupted with fighting spirit, as if they were beating chicken blood, very excited.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The juniors and disciples who have not been baptized by the poisonous chicken soup seem to be quite simple in this regard, and they can be regarded as having completed the task!

Bowing to everyone, Wang Zijia floated onto the Dao Seed Platform under the eyes of everyone.

Many Dao species, at this moment, re-examined Wang Zijia again, and even the iceberg Lu Qianrou rarely glanced at Wang Zijia.

"Senior Sister Lu, Senior Brother is already a married man!" Wang Zijia stopped in front of him and whispered.

"Flim Flam!" Lu Qianrou was laughed at by the prince, and her face did not fluctuate.

Gu Xuefeng on the side quietly stretched out his hand and made a gesture of admiration. was glared back at by Lu Qianrou, and withdrew her hand in a daze.

With a faint smile, Wang Zijia sat back in his place.

The celebration continued, but Wang Zijia was looked at from time to time, and there was a lot of attention.

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As a decade-old event of the outer gate, there are many processes.

One lasted for most of the morning, until almost in the afternoon, as the heavenly spiritual light emerged from several squares of the Rite Courtyard, seven pillars of light converged in the sky, and finally merged to form a huge sphere of light.

When everyone looked up, they could see that inside the ball, there was a world of sand tables. It is divided into a variety of mountains, lakes, rivers, canyons and basins.

Some of the disciples who were in line began to enter.

Auditions and play-ins are tournaments, but from now on, they are no longer contests.

It's a big brawl that combines luck, strength, and temperament.

As the disciples were thrown into the mini sand table, after the disciples met one by one, the battles in each area began, and outside the ball of light, a sky-like projection light curtain was formed outside the sphere, and the live broadcast began.

The scene of advanced light and shadow technology, the mixture of real and unreal, made Wang Zijia look a little fascinated, and at the same time, he carefully observed the battle of these disciples.

Although he is more confident, but he can't keep it and overturn?

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Xiang Feifei and the girls were not interested in Dabi, and after attending the celebration, they left just after noon.

Wang Zijia watched it for half an afternoon, and it wasn't until the curtain was about to end that he returned to Biyi Courtyard.

After chatting with Xiang Feifei and a few others, Wang Zijia came to Bai Qian's alchemy room, because of today's ceremony, Bai Qian almost didn't do much alchemy this morning, so as soon as he came back in the afternoon, he went into the alchemy room.

Looking at the fiery white light that had already opened the furnace and was refining, Wang Zijia sighed a little in his heart.

However, as long as she has her own social circle, she no longer stays at home every day, she will practice for six or seven hours a day, and she is not inferior to a cultivator in the cultivation world, after all, life is her own.

Twelve or thirteen years old with a spiritual root spirit child, coupled with such a life experience, his mind is no less than an adult in his twenties and thirties, the difference is just experience, Wang Zijia does not need to interfere too much.

Between his thoughts, Wang Zijia's heart moved slightly.

Name: Bai Qian

Cultivation is: Junior boy

Twenty Years (2000/2000)

Spells: Medicinal Extraction (Mastery 1467/1500),

Spiritual Water Refining (Mastery 1478/1500),

Medicinal Fusion (Mastery 1459/1500),

Tai Chi: 214

Half a year of crazy alchemy, constantly eating Huixin Dan and playing Tai Chi, Wang Zijia secretly opened, and the three alchemy techniques of Bai Qian were almost all small.

If you compare Wang Zijia's speed, it must be like a turtle crawling, but for ordinary disciples, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a genius.

In his thoughts, Wang Zijia no longer hesitated, this time he no longer exchanged a little bit, and directly opened a big increase.

[Does it consume 33 value degrees and exchange it for medicinal power extraction to a small percentage?] 】

"Yes!"

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With the exchange of the three weights, in the room, Bai Qian's whole body of alchemy was shocked, and he fell into a strange state of epiphany, countless feelings appeared in his mind, the magic tricks in his hands became more and more skillful, and the elixir refining became more and more handy.

After Wang Zijia came back to his senses, he glanced at the other party and no longer paid attention to the other party.

Quietly walked into the room, took a jade gourd from the wall, opened it and took a look.

In this decade, under the condition of continuous medicinal materials, Bai Qian alchemy for five hours a day, teaching alchemy for two hours, can produce seven or eight furnaces a day, and can refine about forty pills. Now in the gourd, there are more than 300 explosive elixirs.

put away the jade gourd, looked at Bai Qian again, didn't wait for the other party to wake up, and quietly left the room.

"Bump!"

Half an hour after Wang Zijia left, as the Dan furnace opened, a full seven Explosive Spirit Pills flew out and were taken by Bai Qian.

Obviously, the spells broke through together, but there was no joy on her face. looked up in the direction of Wang Zijia's cultivation room, but his eyes were full of discouragement.

"Do you still have to bother with Gongzi to break through, Bai Qian is really useless!" She was silent for a long time before she cheered up again: "Since this is the case, then refine more pills, so that Gongzi doesn't have to go outside to buy pills!" ”

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Wang Zijia returned to the cultivation room, came to the corner of the room, and reached out and pressed it on the ground.

During the mana fluctuations, the ground quickly turned into red crystals, and quickly receded to both sides.

In the blink of an eye, an underground staircase cave with blood-red crystals appeared in front of him, the cave was deep, and the blood-red color made it a little dark, like an entrance to hell.

Wang Zijia stepped into it and walked down the stairs.

Coming to the underground space, after ten years of continuous expansion, the basement at this moment is not much smaller than the courtyard above.

There are all kinds of rooms such as cultivation rooms and spell rooms, but most of the styles are in the underworld, and they are blood-red.

Spell: Molten Crystal Earth Spirit Spear (Not Beginner 60/3000),

Illusion Painting (50/3000),

Molten Crystal Ground Piercing (not 50/3000),

Oath Symbol (not introductory 20/2000),

Please Psionic (20/2000),

Tai Chi: 2632

Fa money: 5768

(End of chapter)