Time flickered, and it was half a moon again.

Wang Zijia is very busy, dealing with the matter of accepting apprentices and disciples every day, the sale of goods, and occasionally going to rescue and so on. I'm a little busy, and my feet don't touch the ground.

The goods brought have been sold to the end, and the rest is a little difficult to sell, and the market is a little saturated. After all, he wasn't the only one who brought the goods.

They have brought at least 250,000 to 300,000 yuan of goods over the entire Fa Driver, and they have all dumped them in the past few months, causing the saturation of the surrounding markets, making many monks' pockets cleaner than their faces, and it is difficult to have much more market in a short period of time.

At present, I have harvested more than 130,000 yuan in legal money, and if I sell it out, I should be able to have nearly 140,000 yuan, and I have earned about 30,000 legal money, and the profit is relatively large.

One trip to sell it on the way, it made a lot of money for more than ten lifetimes, and some small families have been difficult to save for a hundred years.

This is also due to the decline of Rainbow over the years, and the decrease in contact with Wanyu, so that there is such a benefit. Originally, Wang Zijia's estimated income was more than 10,000 legal dollars, but the result was doubled.

That night, Wang Zijia had eight jade gourds placed beside him, each of which contained about five hundred explosive spirit pills.

These are all recently refined by Bai Qian, since the completion of his three techniques, the success rate has not only reached ninety, but one furnace of Dan can be refined with one hundred grains, one furnace for more than an hour.

Not only that, with the success rate reaching ninety percent, the output of the Explosive Spirit Pill has increased, and the proportional income of one law money and three values has now risen to four values.

And because of the backlog of spiritual materials before, she would open five or six furnaces every day in the past half month, so the amount of refining was very considerable. In half a month, he also ate five gourds, refining a total of thirteen gourds.

On average, he can produce about one gourd per day, a real alchemy maniac!

Wang Zijia took a deep breath and began to eat the explosive elixir continuously.

"Value +84694!"

It took nearly two hours for Wang Zijia to stumble and finish eating the Eight Gourd's Explosive Spirit Pill. The mouth is full of medicinal smell, the tongue is bitter, and there is a feeling of being pickled.

Wang Zijia felt that if he continued to eat like this, he would want to vomit one day when he saw the Explosive Spirit Pill!

Immediately afterward, he took out the wine bottle again, extracted a bit of filthy wine, and gave birth to a blood-red weight.

[Is it worth 30,000 repairs to increase the weight of filth? ] 】

"Yes!"

"Boom!"

As the blood-red weight became larger, countless crazy thoughts appeared in Wang Zijia's mind, and the chaos also rolled, and he felt a little shaken with the balance suppression.

Wang Zijia didn't dare to delay too much, and immediately exchanged the value to Taijiquan.

As the blood-red weight turned into a point of light, flickering rapidly, Wang Zijia's mind became clear, as if he had never been so awake. And the crystal sand of his mana, in the process, became more and more bright red and peculiar.

Wang Zijia didn't stop, and sowed another 30,000 cultivation points of blood red light that was about to disappear, and continued the process just now.

After operating three times before and after, and converting 90,000 cultivation into value to Taijiquan, Wang Zijia stopped.

Daoxing: One hundred and one years (337986/500,000)

Tai Chi: 93987

French money: 95678

Looking at his panel, Wang Zijia showed a satisfied smile, especially the more than 90,000 legal money, he had never felt so rich.

He took a deep breath and looked at the spell.

After three or four months of intermittent enlightenment, Wang Zijia has completed all the spells he received before departure.

Method: Five Ghosts and Divine Magic (proficient in 30000/60000),

False Base Charm (Mastery 10000/20000),

Molten Crystal (Starter 3000/10000),

Spells: Splitter (50/300 not started),

Forging (not introductory 50/300),

Cleavage (50/300 without entry),

Instrument control (not introductory 50/300),

Explosives (not introductory 50/300),

Taking a deep breath, Wang Zijia began to exchange weights, and tonight he was going to finish all the preparations before the mid-stage breakthrough of the sacrificial wine.

[Does it consume 2950 value degrees to increase the splitting technique to the fullest?] 】

"Yes!"

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[Does it consume 2950 value to improve the explosive technique to the fullest?] 】

"Yes!"

In just a moment, the five spells were completed in an instant, and in his mind, countless feelings emerged, and in the dark, Wang Zijia entered a state of semi-epiphany.

Wang Zijia didn't stop at all, and continued to look at the Daoji Method.

[Does it consume 47,000 value degrees to increase the molten crystal demon body to the greatest completion?] 】

"Yes!"

For the first time, he directly promoted a method to Dacheng in one go, and Wang Zijia's mind was as if he had experienced a groundbreaking baptism.

Wang Zijia instinctively felt that the opportunity was rare, and he didn't hesitate at all, quickly looked at the nine techniques that had been prepared, and began to use this strange state to fuse spells.

Based on the forging technique, the cracking technique, the weapon control technique, the explosive technique, the splitting technique, and the technique of the five weapons, and the three techniques of the earth spear spirit arrow, the molten crystal earth spirit spear technique, and the molten crystal ground stabbing technique are the shapes, and the essence and blood spirit escape into flesh and blood, and begin to fuse.

In the process of the fusion of the nine arts, the runes began to absorb the extraordinary power exuded by the prince Jia Daoji, if it is normal, this process is as short as three or five years, and thirty or fifty years long before it will complete the evolution of this method, of course, you can also find heavenly and earthly treasures to intensify this process.

But Wang Zijia doesn't need it at all!

[Does it consume 30,000 value degrees, merge the power of nine techniques, and derive a new method? ] 】

"Yes!"

The consumption of massive value again, Wang Zijia's mind was empty. Countless perceptions are constantly derived and changing. What's even more amazing is that the two low-level methods began to merge continuously, and it was clear that they needed to break through the intermediate level to integrate into the Dao Ji's nascent method, and at this moment they actually began to collude.

In a trance, Wang Zijia seemed to have experienced a new life.

In an endless world of blood-colored lava, the lava tumbles, boils, and is lifeless all year round. I don't know how many years passed, but a demon king-like creature was born out of the lava.

The whole body of the demon king is composed of strange crystals, the crystals crack like rocks, through the cracks, you can clearly see the viscous blood flowing in the demon king's body like magma, violent and powerful. Its golden pupils exuded the majesty of a king, and its long fleshy hair wriggled like snake's hair.

A crystal red spear was grasped in his hand, and the spear was also like the Demon King, its whole body was cracked, and there was a fiery lava flowing in the crack in the core of the spear. Waves of flames burned on the body of the spear, covering the entire body of the Demon King.

In the dark perception, the sleeping demon king who closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of golden light suddenly shot out from the endless abyss, as if illuminating the entire world. With a spear in hand, it constantly tosses and turns in the lava world, exercising tirelessly day in and day out.

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North of Wanyu Sect.

The general view of the bone and soul is that the ghost mist here is shrouded all year round, wriggling like ink, and the sun can't shine into even a wisp of it.

(End of chapter)