"The Shengshi and the others are too young, even if they are sent back to Kyoto, they have no strength to protect them, and their growth must be very bumpy, and you don't want to see it."

"I don't, Ling'er is so young, Ling'er can't take care of people, Ling'er wants a father!" The little milk turtle said with a crying voice: "Father is not allowed to leave Ling'er like mother." ”

Wang Zijia listened to his words, and there was a little wave in his heart.

Stretching out his fingers, he pulled it out of the placket.

At this moment, the little milk turtle looked at Wang Zijia with tears in his eyes.

Wang Zijia showed that trademark clean and clear smile, which was so unforgettable.

"Let's make an agreement, Ling'er, you help me guard this big family for 8,000 years, how about I come to you as promised? How about your early acceptance of the problem of inheritance affecting your cultivation, and your father will help you solve it in the future? ”

"Really!" The little milk turtle's eyes lit up and said in surprise.

"In this world, there is a way to reincarnate!" Wang Zijia didn't answer whether it was true or not, but just replied as such.

"Then it's decided, Ling'er helped his father watch these people for 8,000 years, and my father must come back to find Ling'er!" The little milk turtle said seriously.

"Well, it's decided!" Wang Zijia nodded.

"Don't lie!" The little milk turtle looked at Wang Zijiadao seriously.

Wang Zijia put the little milk turtle back and said, "Has your father ever deceived you?" ”

The little milk turtle stopped talking and curled up on Wang Zijia's chest, greedily enjoying this wisp of warmth.

Behind him, I don't know when, Li Shengshi also walked out, looked at Wang Zijia with complicated eyes, and said, "Ninth brother, I can take care of myself, and I don't need Xiao Ling'er to bury the future for me." ”

Wang Zijia shook his head and said, "This is not just for you, you are going back to Kyoto after all, when the time comes, Ling'er does not have enough strength, can you keep it?" What is that place like in Kyoto, do you want me to say? ”

When Li Shengshi heard this, he was silent for a while, and then said: "It's good to keep it for a long time!" ”

"Heh, no matter how good it is, without me, you won't grow up. The legacy of a god monarch, no matter how strong the posthumous name is, can't manage it for a few years. People will always be cold when they go to tea, and you really want to go back to Beijing at that time, but you can't go back! Wang Zijia said quite bluntly.

"It's little seventeen who is too useless!" Li Shengshi said discouragedly.

"Then practice hard, and strive to come here in the future and be a free earth emperor!" Wang Zijia replied like a joke.

Li Shengshi didn't reply again, and the three fell silent.

Ordinary night, ordinary city, not a luxurious courtyard.

In the dark night, under the moonlight, the two of them stood quietly, but they seemed to have set the bonds and promises of life and life!

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For several days, Wang Zijia rarely did not go out to calm the chaos.

Now that the major cities of Changbao have basically been dealt with, there are still some surrounding villages and towns.

In places like that, once the time ghost appears, the damned ones are almost dead, and few survive, so it's not too urgent.

Wang Zijia took the Big Five to play crazy in the city, trying his best to give them a happy childhood.

Predictably, they will have a not-so-good time ahead. Now I should try my best to leave them some good things, so as not to have all kinds of psychological problems in the future.

In this process, Wang Zijia constantly adapted to the changes in his cultivation and the newly acquired spells, especially the spatial spirit forging method.

I made a lot of small things by hand.

At the same time, Wang Zijia almost sold and emptied everything that belonged to Li Shengshi, and asked Ma Su to prepare some materials for him.

After more than half a month of such leisure, when Wang Zijia was almost familiar with everything, the materials prepared by Ma Su for him also arrived.

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When Wang Zijia was busy with disaster relief everywhere.

Changbao border, Heitan Valley, the valley is embedded with a border practice city.

Due to special regional reasons, the practice here is extremely developed.

Of course, this place is no exception to the ghosts that have wreaked havoc.

However, as a well-known border city in Changbao, it is the first place where Wang Zijia rescued.

Half a year has passed since the disaster relief, and prosperity has regained in the area.

In the city of Blackpool Valley, there are three major True Realm cultivation families that control all parties.

Because of Wang Zijia's timely rescue and proper response, none of the three families were fundamentally injured.

On the contrary, because many small families were wiped out in the disaster, in the past six months, the power has been rapidly expanded, and the cultivation of future generations has begun to exert force.

The Ming family, the middle of the three, occupies the best eastern part of the city.

At this moment, on the street corner of the Ming family area, a good show is being staged.

I saw several half-sized children dressed gorgeously and with a faint aura, beating up a handsome young man who was also half a size.

Both sides have a slight end of cultivation, just stepped into the cultivation, the Tao has been practiced for less than a year, and it may not be as good as a martial artist.

At this moment, four teenagers are punching and kicking a teenager.

"What kind of dog thing, dare to compete with us for fame?"

"But isn't it, the son of a prostitute, trying in vain to become a child of my Ming family? What a joke! ”

"Uncle is also old and confused, this kind of pickled stuff can also give a chance to practice?"

"Let's see if you dare to steal the limelight from me!"

“······”

Several gorgeously dressed teenagers were beating and talking, and they didn't take it seriously at all.

The boy curled up and protected his whole body.

Even so, in just a moment, there was blood all over his body.

It wasn't until they were about to kill someone that they cursed and left. It's not that it's a conscience discovery, it's probably because I'm afraid of killing people and punishing them in the clan.

The boy lay on the spot, his breath getting weaker and weaker.

Until the sky grew dark and the afterglow of the sun completely disappeared, the boy seemed to be about to die.

However, the next moment, a silver streamer appeared from under his eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned silvery.

He sat up from the ground abruptly, looking around with a cold face.

It's clear that the person is still the same person, but it gives people a completely different feeling.

"Interesting, is it finally reincarnated? It's really rare! ”

"But why is this reincarnation taking place in the current world, and it is still like taking away the life grid time and space replacement? Was it the reason for the golden cicada's throbbing when it was reincarnated before? ”

"How can there be other existences in the long river of time? Haven't all the powers of antiquity fallen? ”

"Forget it, let's refine the pill first to restore cultivation, and then do an investigation! It just so happens that the resentment mixed with the blood of the relatives should be able to produce a good pill. ”

"At least in this life, you don't have to start with snakes, insects, rats and ants, trembling and trembling! In this life, you must obtain the fruit position and achieve the earth immortal! ”

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On this day, in the cultivation room of the underground palace.

Wang Zijia, who had been preparing for a long time, took out all the materials he had prepared, and finally carefully found out the broken little gourd.

Even if it is an immature rarity, this thing is quite precious.

But no matter how precious it is, it is now just a material, and it will be used in the end.

Suppressing the apprehension in his heart, Wang Zijia, who had prepared for half a moon, no longer hesitated.

The mana surged, and a bunch of various spiritual materials began to be infected by Wang Zijia's mana, disintegrating into a flood of spiritual light.

But because the restraint of his mana failed to spread, it rolled throughout the cultivation room, and under the rendering of the silver-red mana, the room was like blood and water.

In a moment, all the silver-red contractions converged into a cloud of silver-red strange spiritual ink in front of Wang Zijia, like the best cinnabar.

Immediately, Wang Zijia began to pinch the magic trick, and the spirit ink turned into silver-blood-colored runes, which were beaten into the pale yellow broken small gourd in front of him by Wang Zijia.

Although it is said that any spell of the refiner can theoretically be refined into a magic weapon with the corresponding function.

Even with the magic of lava fireball, Wang Zijia can now refine artifacts similar to high-explosive grenades, and even reuse them.

But what he wants to refine this time is not simple, even if it is based on rare embryos, Wang Zijia is not very sure.

In particular, the power of the Dao Fruit cannot be extended, and can only be refined with true skills.

As the runes continued to be punched into the gourd, the gourd slowly turned silver red, and the texture began to become transparent, like peerless jade.

A thick spatial fluctuation emanated from the gourd.

Wang Zijia, who sensed this, was not half happy, but frowned slightly.

Gritting his teeth one last time, he began to extract the silver points of light in his mind and add them as core materials.

One, ten, hundred.

In his mind, when the silver points of light that were less than two hundred were extracted by Wang Zijia, Wang Zijia finally felt a slight space-time fluctuation on the gourd.

At this moment, Wang Zijia's eyes lit up violently.

All the runes inside the gourd were constructed into a somewhat illusory and incomplete rune group, which was the reproduction of the seed of the hidden supernatural power in time and space in Wang Zijia's mind.

The next moment, the heavenly treasure light appeared, and the silver-red light shone, as if a peerless immortal treasure was born.

Fortunately, Wang Zijia did the protection in advance, so he didn't alarm others.

After a long time, when all the movement subsided, a palm-sized small silver-red gourd appeared in Wang Zijia's hand.

The transparent material is like the best blood jade.

Artifact: The Burial Gourd

Grade: Four-grade primary

Affiliation: Special Space Magic Weapon

Standard: gourd

Status: Mechanical Sapient

Function 1: The owner can use this gourd to seal himself, which can stop the passage of time. Therefore, the gourd has quite perfect mechanical intelligence, and can freely set the waking conditions, waking time, etc.

Function 2: Due to the influence of special materials, ordinary people carry this treasure for a long time, and it is possible to gather special spiritual roots.

Function 3: The power of magic weapons: Time burial. The connotation is a special space, which can be arbitrarily divided, and the total volume is kilometers square. Items stored in this space will appear to stand still in time and space, and will not be damaged for 10,000 years. Because of the loss of strength, it cannot be sealed with a living thing.

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"It's done!" Wang Zijia looked at the magic weapon he had worked so hard to get out, even if it was only a low-level magic weapon, but the power of his magic weapon, Time Burial, met Wang Zijia's needs.

With it, coupled with the time concealment blood coffin jade talisman made by the sealing talisman technique, the space that Wang Zijia can operate is too large.

However······

Wang Zijia looked at the silver light spots left in his mind, which made Wang Zijia feel distressed for a while.

It seems that the elite route has to be a little more refined!

While studying the magic weapon in his hand that seemed ordinary but was of great significance to Wang Zijia, he adjusted the thoughts in his mind.

The scheme is gradually beginning to mature.

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Time flickered, and it was dozens of days.

In the underground palace, in a huge hall, there were nearly two hundred teenagers, divided into three phalanxes and standing quietly.

And in front of the three phalanxes, Wang Zijia took Li Shengshi with a dragon turtle on his shoulder, looking at the nearly two hundred top-grade spiritual root geniuses in levitation.

They were dressed in black suits, like ordinary nocturnal warriors, and they were vigorous and capable.

The younger ones are eight or nine years old, and the older ones are in their twenties.

After nearly five months of teaching, almost everyone has stepped into the threshold of cultivation.

And it's all the foundation of the basic exercises of the three sects.

In order to get these exercises, Wang Zijia spent a lot of effort. Although these things are not very valuable and widely disseminated, it is still difficult to get two hundred copies.

After several months of cultivation and nearly half a year of militarized management, these babies have a completely different spirit from when they were first picked up.

Coupled with Linggen's precocious wisdom, even the eight or nine-year-old children already have an IQ that is not weaker than that of adults.

Therefore, under Wang Zijia's surprise education for several months, remarkable results have been achieved.

"Meet the landlord!" All the disciples saluted at the prince in unison.

Under the underground palace, it was named the hidden building of the Immortal League by Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia looked at everyone, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "You have also experienced half a year of teaching in this seat, and you are almost enlightened, and you are all curious, what is our hidden building for, and what are you going to do when you are trained in this seat." ”

"Hmm······ Maybe some people think they are smarter and have already guessed it. ”

"Now that the time is almost up, it's time for you to act, and this seat will no longer sell off."

"From today on, you will each disperse, think on your own, you can go to Feixian, Daqian, and Wanyu alone, and take the current exercise phalanx as the camp, and each go to one family and join them."

With Wang Zijia's words, many disciples below who had undergone Wang Zijia's enlightened modern education showed an expression that was indeed so.

After all, in the past six months, I have learned too much knowledge of the sixth latent and Gou Dao.

But then, Wang Zijia's words suddenly changed.

"But this seat doesn't want you to do any secret spying or undercover. My Yinlou is already a member of the Immortal Alliance organization, and it is not a demon gate. ”

"Your task is simple, enter the three major forces and join them. Try your best to become an elite disciple among them, and it is best to become a disciple of the dark side. ”

"Then, with your current organizational structure, establish the hidden building branches of each sect."

"You have only two tasks, to improve your cultivation and ensure the continuation of the hidden veins of each sect. At the same time, collect the spiritual substances related to the three realms, and you don't need more, the size of a mung bean is the sky. The next three realms follow the fate, and do not force it. ”

"After the establishment of the three hidden building branches of Feixian, Wanyu, and Daqian, they did not command each other and were parallel to each other. With the three leaders of Dark One, Dark Two, and Dark Three, each acting independently. ”

"Regardless of whether the Immortal Alliance rises again in the future, or eventually falls apart, it will be divided by several major forces. In principle, the three of you are immutable, not subordinate, not hostile, and not colluding. ”

(End of chapter)