Wu Zijian stood up when he heard this, stood with his hands down, and said to Jia Yi:

"Okay! I don't know any tokens, and I ask Jia Lao to help me see what this token is on me, thank you Jia Lao. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Wu Zijian stretched out his arms and stood in the pavilion, Jia Yi searched for Wu Zijian again and again, and groped for a long time, but he still couldn't find the trial token of the spiritual world, and the corners of his forehead were sweating in a hurry:

"It doesn't make sense, how could it not be?"

Wu Zijian, who thought that everything would end perfectly, also began to worry:

"Old Jia, tell me what the token looks like, and I'll help you find it. ”

When Jia Yi heard this, he untied his Tang costume and took out an octagonal gold medal the size of a fingernail from the pocket of his underwear that was close to his chest, and the octagonal gold medal was printed with dense characters.

This test token with a bubbling fairy aura is too tall and obvious, right?!

How could I possibly have such an unforgettable treasure, and even if I did, how could I not know?!

Wu Zijian looked at the trial token in Jia Yi's palm in a daze, and swallowed hard.

If you are not blind, you can see that this spiritual trial token is a treasure at a glance, okay?!

I've never seen a baby like this unforgettable, okay?!

How can I give up my qualification for the trial?!

"Jia, Jia Lao, this ...... I've never seen a trial token like this! What should I do now!"

Jia Yi, who had carefully searched Wu Zijian's fitness, could testify for Wu Zijian, and Wu Zijian did not have a spiritual trial token on his fitness.

"Don't worry, little friend, time is running out, let's look for it again when the cycle starts again." Please also ask Xiaoyou to think carefully to see if there is anything missing. ”

Wu Zijian nodded silently, he knew that it was useless to be anxious, and now it can only be like this.

took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, Jia Yi's death reset time was indeed approaching.

Thinking of the last time Jia Yi died and reset, he rushed to save himself once. Wu Zijian was a little curious about how Jia Yi saved himself, so he asked Jia Yi how he saved himself last time.

Jia Yi didn't hide it, he said that when he entered the Qi Cultivation Realm, by chance, he comprehended a method. This method requires concentrating the mind, guiding the qi of the dantian to the palm, and then excites the qi gathered in the palm of the hand or contains it, which can release a strong repulsive force or solid defensive power.

Jia Yi used this method last time to save Wu Zijian when the tanker truck exploded for the third time.

Wu Zijian suddenly felt that his eyes were wide open after hearing this, this is really a fairy-like method.

"Old and old, with a withered body, I can only comprehend such a crude method, which is really not worth it. Do you think that with Xiaoyou's qualifications, when you break through the Fan Cage cycle to six minutes, you must have comprehended a more powerful technique?"

Wu Zijian smiled when he heard this, and said with some embarrassment:

"I'm in good shape, and by the time I got to six minutes, my fitness improved. But I didn't understand any magic, but I ate a lot of raw beef and realized how to fry steak quickly in three minutes. ”

When he heard that Wu Zijian's best qualifications had not comprehended any spells, Jia Yi could only sigh that the will of heaven was unpredictable.

When the time came, Jia Yi's figure faded in front of Wu Zijian until it disappeared,

Soon after, Wu Zijian was once again plunged into darkness.

In the dark, the white Arabic numerals are displayed as '3'.

......

Yuan Xiaowei sat opposite Wu Zijian, using a small spoon like a rabbit, eating the strawberry pudding on the table one by one.

Wu Zijian frowned, hugged his chest with his left hand, supported his right elbow on his left hand, lowered his head and touched his chin with his right hand, thinking about the spiritual trial token.

As soon as this death reset began, Wu Zijian turned over the coffee-colored backpack, but he still didn't find any spiritual trial tokens.

"Big Pillar, what's wrong, you're sick?"

Yuan Xiaowei looked up and saw Wu Zijian's sad look, a little worried.

Wu Zijian put down his right hand and touched his chin, straightened his waist, raised his head and showed a smile to Yuan Xiaoyi, indicating that he was fine.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to talk to Yuan Xiaoyi, Wu Zijian suddenly looked at Yuan Xiaoyi's neck, and his body shook, like being struck by lightning!

Wu Zijian stared at Yuan Xiaoyi's neck so tightly that Yuan Xiaoyan was a little frightened.

Magatama! Yes!

Intuition told Wu Zijian that his spiritual realm trial token should be the same as the red magata, which Yuan Xiaowei was wearing on his white neck at the moment, wearing a black lanyard, the blue magata!

How could Wu Zijian forget the blue magnagus jade that was extremely important to him?!

Was it shocked by the sudden death?the bizarre death reset?the inexplicable enchantment?was so frightened that I didn't think of Magatama?

is still experiencing death resets again and again, busy getting to know Yuan Xiaoyi, the uncle of the roast shop, Chu Zhi, the guests inside and outside the Western restaurant, Lin Quan, Zhang Min and other passengers in the public car, Director Jin in the Guoshu Museum, the male and female patrol officers who have just been married and have been on duty for a short time, and the migrant brothers who have just come to work in the city from the countryside...... Didn't think about Magatama?

Or is it that although his face is silent, in fact, his heart has already been driven crazy by some spiritual realm that is one level higher than the earth, what spiritual realm trial, what qi cultivation realm, these neurotic-like messages are almost driven crazy and he doesn't have the heart to think of Magatama?

This piece of magatama is so important to Wu Zijian!

He should have remembered it a long time ago!

Ng is a site technician at the construction site. Once, when digging on the construction site, Wu Zijian carried a level to measure the line and control the elevation of the excavator. This kind of measurement is more troublesome, you have to wait for the excavator to dig a point, Wu Zijian to measure a point, and then the excavator to fill or dig again, Wu Zijian to measure again, and so on.

During this period, Wu Zijian once finished measuring, and sat on the soft mound of soft soil dug up by a pile of excavators next to him. Unexpectedly, as soon as Wu Zijian's buttocks sat up, he was hit by a hard object. Wu Zijian's buttocks didn't lift up, he reached out and pulled under his buttocks, which turned out to be a piece of dirt.

In the barren mountains and mountains, there was no mobile phone signal, so Wu Zijian played with peeling the soil to pass the time. Who knows, after the soil has fallen, a piece of crimson jade is revealed in the soil. Wu Zijian scooped up the water, and after rinsing it off, he found that the color and appearance of this magatama were very good-looking, this is a treasure.

After work, in the cafeteria, Wu Zijian did not shy away from crowded colleagues, so he took out Magatayu to show Yuan Xiaoyi.

On the construction site, there is no need to shy away from this kind of thing. Although it is hard to do the project, it is rare for the people who do the project to not dig out a few antiques in the foundation pit!

It's not strange to see how much, but anyone who has been working on the construction site for more than three or five years, if anyone has not been able to dig out an antique as an heirloom townhouse, they are embarrassed to say hello to their colleagues when they go out.