"Hehe, impressed by the divine power of the Holy Lord, these two naughty boys are willing to stay and follow the experience, I don't know the Holy Lord?"

The old man who guarded the formation smiled, and he looked a little infiltrating.

Behind him, Ji Ruxue and Ji Batian stared at the copper bell with big eyes, looking at Wang Yizhi shaking his head desperately, obviously these words were not what they said, how arrogant they were before? How miserable it was to be cleaned up by Wang Yizhi, how could they be willing to stay and be abused, as the saying goes, a strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, they don't want to tend to be subordinate.

"No, seniors, don't hide it, the resources of the Holy Academy have been tight recently, how can I bear to let the two brothers and I eat bran all day long, and sit and meditate~ Wouldn't this bury the talents of the two of them"

Wang Yizhi said: These two bastards still owe me five million medium-grade spirit stones each, and they still want me to feed them for nothing, are you kidding?

The old man in red, who had been silent, and the most sturdy and powerful old man frowned slightly, turned his head to look at Ji Ruxue and Ji Batian and said:

"Isn't that just right, no matter what they say, they can be regarded as high-level array mages, and they can set up formations to earn spirit stones to support themselves"

"Hmm~"

Wang Yizhi's shoulder hurt, and when he saw the little white bird nodding slightly, he immediately thought about it and hesitated: "Even if that's the case, it's okay to stay, the eight halls and nine halls of the Holy Courtyard are still very empty."

Wang Yizhi's eyes were about to pop out, and after this reminder, he thought that these two people were both existences that could lay down an eighth-order magic circle, that was an eighth-order, a terrifying existence that could trap and kill the powerhouses of the Spirit Sea Realm, Wang Yizhi thought that even if the spiritual power in his body was as vast as the sea, the power of his divine consciousness reached the late stage of the Spirit River, but against the strong people of the Spirit Sea Realm, it was still impossible to be his opponent, no matter how abundant the spiritual power was, the power of the release was also limited, and the power of his divine sense was only in the late stage of the Spirit River, and every time he went all out to display his skills, the load was too great for him, and the power of his divine sense could not last long at all。

Even if the eighth-order formation is the lowest grade, it is also worth tens of thousands of medium-grade spirit stones, because there are too few high-level formation mages, it is really rare to get a formation that can resist or even kill the powerhouses of the Spirit Sea Realm, Wang Yizhi has an understanding of this, but he didn't expect that the magic array laid by the other party just now has the power of the eighth order, because in his opinion, those formations are too child's play, and even some of them take him for a fool.

"Okay, you two stinky boys follow the Holy Lord and protect the Holy Lord, you know?"

Among the three, an old man in red who was a little rickety shouted, patted Ji Ruxue and Ji Batian's heads and pulled them in front of him while talking, and the other was a thin old man with a gray beard, and kicked out, one kick or two, Ji Ruxue and Ji Batian both had pain in their buttocks, and their bodies ran towards Wang Yizhi.

"Grand Commander, Second Elder, Ladies and Gentlemen, farewell"

"The Lord's Prestige Will Spread Far and Wide"

The three of them stomped on their feet at the same time as they spoke, and a teleportation circle suddenly appeared, and the figures of the three disappeared with them.

After the people of the three sects left, the ancestors of all the family heads in Qianzhong City stepped forward one by one to greet Wang Yizhi, the Holy Lord of the Holy Courtyard, and Wang Yizhi also wrote them down one by one, after all, he was in the Thousand Cities Domain, and the influence of any of these people was crucial to the Thousand Cities Domain, Wang Yizhi naturally knew these simple truths, if he didn't have the name of the Holy Lord of the Holy Courtyard, he would rely on his early cultivation in the Linghe Dynasty, a little kid with no family background, if he wanted to see these four family heads in front of him, it was difficult for the ancestors of the eight first-class families to ascend to the sky, not to mention being flattered by the other party like now, and becoming the Holy Lord of the Holy Courtyard that many bigwigs were vying to please？

Wang Yizhi didn't want to chat too much with these hundreds, or even nearly a thousand years old monsters, but the other party was all old and refined, and they were all holding some expensive treasures, including a "Three Thousand Years of Soul Nourishing Grass" given by Nangong Rong, the head of the Nangong family, and an eight-grade high-grade "Huishen Pill" sent by Qin Xiaoming, the head of the Qin family, were all treasures that he lacked to restore his soul, Wang Yizhi couldn't resist, otherwise the next time he was in danger, there would be no end in the end, and his hope for survival would be greatly reduced.

The eight-grade high-grade "Huishen Pill" is already an extremely difficult pill to refine in the pill master level, it can not be found, there is no price in the market, it is precious and abnormal, the pharmacist is divided into three, six and nine, etc., the seventh product is the senior Dan pharmacist, the eighth product is the pill master, the ninth grade is the grandmaster, and the top of the nine products is called the Dan King, there is no Dan King in the entire Qiancheng field, and even the pharmacists at the level of the nine-grade grandmaster are only three, so this high-grade "Huishen Pill" must be from the hands of one of the three nine-grade grandmasters, because this superior "Huishen Pill" The success rate is less than one percent, and only by handing it over to the Nine Rank Grandmaster can it be increased to four or five percent, and the preciousness can be imagined.

Pills and spiritual herbs such as divine souls are already rare and rare, Wang Yizhi saw it at this moment, how could there be any reason not to accept it?

"This kind of person also has the realm of Buddhism?

Sun Xian'er was pushed and shoved by her father Sun Dagang to Wang Yizhi to give her "Three Thousand Years of Soul Nourishing Grass", which made Sun Xian'er reluctantly apologize like Wang Yizhi by the way.

"It's okay, it's okay, there was a misunderstanding that day, those few are actually the eight brothers I just recognized, exchanging feelings......"

Wang Yizhi smiled, touched his bald head, looked a little shy and simple, Sun Xian'er chuckled and ran away, and the middle-aged man Sun Dagang on the side couldn't help but raise his eyebrows like Wang Yizhi, hinting to the extent that everyone was obvious, so that Wang Yizhi felt very embarrassed under the slanted eyes of the little white bird on his shoulder, fortunately, it was inconvenient for the little white bird to speak and transmit sound at the moment, otherwise Wang Yizhi would be uncomfortable, even so, Wang Yizhi's right shoulder was also very uncomfortable.

"Hello hello ~ "

Under the introduction of the ancestors of the family heads, Wang Yizhi realized that many family Tianjiao who ended their cultivation from the Holy Courtyard early at the age of seventeen or eighteen, they are all rare Tianjiao figures in various families, and their future determines the future of the family, so they are basically in various families now, receiving special training and guidance from the ancestors, and the resources of these families are no worse than the temple-level resources of the Holy Courtyard, so under the guidance of an ancestor, there will often be better results, otherwise they will be restrained in the Holy Courtyard and cannot enter and exit at will, which is also the reason why these family geniuses choose to graduate early。

"Alright, everybody, farewell"

Second Elder Wang Mang couldn't stop smiling at Wang Yizhi, looking at his red-faced and thick-necked excited appearance, he felt that if he didn't pull him out again, he might do something very bad, something related to the face of the Holy Courtyard, and the Second Elder had to think about it.

"Commander, farewell"

Wang Yizhi smiled, and Zheng Xiong asked to use the jade box, although he knew what was inside, but in terms of weight, it would not be too bad.

"Seniors, big brothers and sisters, please bear with me in the future"

Wang Yizhi's kung fu at this meeting was basically familiar with those enthusiastic family heads and ancestors and some twisted and introverted sons, thinking that after today, he would no longer be able to appear as the holy lord of the Holy Courtyard, Wang Yizhi was still a little reluctant, but for a better tomorrow, he did not regret that he did not show his true face.

"Wow, that's magnificent."

Ji Batian stepped on the huge campus of the Holy Courtyard, looking at the huge white Holy Courtyard "climbing ladder" in front of him, which had always been familiar with the rumors of ancient books

"Yes, it's so high, little ~, that, big brother, I heard that you were scared for a day and a night, is it true?"

Ji Ruxue also looked very surprised.

On the school ground, the white-clothed students came and went, and when they saw them coming back, they all came forward and respectfully shouted, "I have seen the Holy Lord, I have seen the Second Elder"

"Where are you going to stay? The Eighth Hall should be fine, right?"

Wang Yizhi was very satisfied with Ji Ruxue's change of title, nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and asked for their opinions.

"Yes, yes, listen to the eldest brother's arrangement"

Ji Batian smiled and looked at Mo Lan, who was pulling Wang Yizhi's sleeve on the side, a little obsessed.

Wang Yizhi looked funny, didn't say anything, said goodbye to everyone, and before saying goodbye, he specially gave each person two high-grade spirit fruits, all of which came from the top of Qiancheng Mountain.

"Roll"

Wang Yizhi slapped the little white bird off his shoulder, and pulled Nangong Jackie Chan and Mo Lan to fly towards the "climbing ladder", and the speed was so fast that a group of students of the Holy Academy secretly staggered, and they were all sighing in their hearts that the Holy Lord had succeeded.

"Big brother, I'm going to get clothes and jade plates"

When he was about to reach the one thousand and one layer of the sun level, Nangong Jackie Chan said with some embarrassment, I don't know when the next few opportunities will be if I missed today, Nangong Jackie Chan has already made a lot of troubles today, and now I can see it thoroughly.

"Then you go, we'll wait for you to come back and drink"

Wang Yizhi said and threw Nangong Jackie Chan out with a kick, and Nangong Jackie Chan flew towards the sun level of a few steps in front of him, which was his most gorgeous "climbing ladder" trip.

When the sun-level people saw the white figure that suddenly appeared in front of them, they thought it was an elder, and immediately tensed their bodies and stood straight, and when they saw that it was Nangong Jackie Chan, they were all surprised, a little unbelievable, their divine sense could probe several steps below the sun level, but they did not detect Nangong Jackie Chan, which means that Nangong Jackie Chan jumped up and jumped several steps in a row, and those who can do this step should only be their god-like holy lord in addition to the elders, but now there is another one, that is, they have been talking a lot in the past few days, envy, sighing and jealous Nangong Jackie Chan。

"Big~"

Nangong Jackie Chan looked back and looked forward to it, but only saw a white light passing by, and then looked at the gate guards around him who were surprised and adoring, Nangong Jackie Chan tidied up his robes, nodded to them, and walked towards the sun-level gate in the greetings of a group of students.