Chapter 326 Finally become husband and wife
Because of the condensation of the True Seed, whether you will rise to prominence or be indistinguishable from the crowd, it is not clear at a glance, but it is almost foreseeable.
For example, those who condense the ninth-grade True Seed will probably have a hard time cultivating to the peak of the True Person Realm.
Only the seventh-grade True Seed has a little chance of becoming an Infant God, and the middle-grade True Seeds above the sixth-grade are very talented. In the middle-grade realms of the three realms of the Godly Lord, not to mention the fourth realm [Infant God], even the fifth realm [Primordial Spirit], and even the sixth realm [Crossing the Tribulation] are all possible.
As for the upper-grade Rune True Seed, also called the Immortal Seed!
As long as you don't die midway, becoming an Immortal is almost inevitable.
However, the condensation of each upper-grade True Seed requires a great opportunity. Even the lowest-grade Immortal Seed is out of reach and cannot be achieved without coincidence.
As for the second-grade immortal species, or even the first-grade immortal species...
Although the Wanyu Sect is very powerful in the Zhenling Domain, there have been no earth immortals in the sect for thousands of years. The third-grade immortal species are almost a legend, let alone the others!
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After a long time, Wang Zijia calmed down the feeling of expansion brought by the rapid increase in strength.
The harvest tonight was extremely huge, especially the magic eye calming method gave him an unexpected surprise. With the great success of this method, he could actually observe the target's external environment directly in the opponent's chaotic sea of consciousness, and no longer needed to ask for this process!
Of course, this process is still needed to get out!
This change is very convenient for Wang Zijia's future things!
While thinking, Wang Zijia stood up and walked out of the base.
The five ghosts subconsciously turned into runes and merged into Wang Zijia's body, as if they didn't want to stay there for a moment.
Today's underground base has completely changed compared to the beginning.
The main color is still blood red, but the entire ceiling of the base has been covered with countless fleshy tree roots, which are like living things, wriggling slightly and visible when you look up.
Many walls are also decorated with tree roots.
Occasionally, there are paper figures patrolling back and forth mechanically in the surrounding corridors. Under the shining blood-red light, it looks dark, strange, and terrifying, like a strange domain that is forming.
As evil ghosts, the five ghosts are becoming more and more afraid of this place. Especially the sacrificial laboratory, which has become the most bizarre place in the entire underground base, the nightmare place of the five ghosts.
As evil ghosts, they are extremely unqualified to be so cowardly, which is very embarrassing for the monsters.
Wang Zijia left the underground base and came to the white peach courtyard on the top of the peak.
Strolling in the peach forest, it was dark at this moment, the moon was bright, and the night wind was blowing, blowing Wang Zijia's robe slightly.
He stopped and looked at the bright moon in the sky for a long time, and thoughts came to his mind.
"It seems that we should prepare to set off!"
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The next morning, Baitao Peak was busy.
Several core disciples of the Xiang family, as well as some outstanding ones among the recent settlers at the foot of the mountain, were led by An Xingsheng to make various arrangements in the peach forest.
They were busy until around 10 o'clock, when everything was almost ready, and rays of light began to fall in the Baitao Courtyard on the top of the mountain.
Wang Zijia brought Xiang Feifei and greeted them warmly.
"Am I not late?" Gu Xuefeng arrived first, constantly searching for something in his words.
"No, you are the first one to come." Wang Zijia smiled and pointed out such a result, and Gu Xuefeng stopped moving.
"Swish!"
"Haha, Wang Daozi, I am not late, am I!"
"Brother Guo, please come in quickly!"
As the two were talking, another spiritual light fell, and it turned out to be Guo Minglang, the Dao Seed of the Dao Court Wood Spirit Vein.
A man who had met Wang Zijia in the Ten-Year Competition, and who should have had a lot of grudges against each other, but Wang Zijia didn't know how they became friends in the end.
The arrival of Gu Xuefeng and the other person seemed to have turned on a switch, and the Baitao Peak began to appear one after another.
It had been a year since the competition, and in the past ten years, almost all Daozhong who were in the same period as Wang Zijia and his group had been promoted to Jijiu.
Therefore, in a short while, Baitao Court was surrounded by a bunch of Jijiu, all of whom had amazing identities.
"Brothers, let's not gather in this courtyard. Today, I'm going to have a Taoyuan tea party, a garden party! Let's go to the peach forest outside to drink tea and discuss Taoism." Wang Zijia greeted them, and saw that there was no room around, so he spoke hurriedly.
As he spoke, he led everyone to the outside Taoyuan.
The boys he met along the way all stopped their actions to greet him, and secretly looked at everyone, especially Wang Zijia, who was in the center of the crowd and the focus of everyone's attention.
For these disciples, this kind of circle today is as unattainable as the clouds in the sky. It is already a great fortune to be able to serve once.
After all, if nothing unexpected happens, at least half of them will become real people of the sect in the future, and there may even be infant gods. It is already the top circle of people in the entire outer sect!
"Brother Wang, you have done a really good job here!" One person looked around the peach garden and said so.
Wang Zijia nodded with a smile and said, "I think it's okay too. If Brother Bai likes it, you can also ask Brother Yuan Kai to do it for you when he arrives later. He likes to do this."
"Haha, I don't have the ability to open the meridians, and I don't have a peach forest with a fourth-grade spiritual vein for me!"
"Brother Bai, if you want it, your family can't get a mountain with a third or fourth-grade spiritual vein?"
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Everyone was chatting in a familiar manner, and everyone was very familiar with each other, so no one was shy.
Of course, there were also people who were not sociable, or who did not like to chat, but in an occasion like today, even those with a cold personality would follow everyone for a stroll.
Hundreds of years later, there will probably be a lot of iron relationships born from this group of people, witnessing each other, extending to many families and countless generations.
This is the top circle of the outer sect today!
When it was almost noon, more than 200 chief wines came to the yard, some of whom were Wang Zijia's connections, some were connections in the veins, and some were purely because they knew that there was such a top circle garden party today, and came to improve their social circle.
As the protagonist of this event, Wang Zijia was surrounded by a group of brothers and sisters, and for a while he felt that he was the center of attention.
There is no doubt that he is recognized by many geniuses.
The whole garden party, from chatting, tasting tea to discussing the Dao, was lively for most of the day, until the sunset filled the sky, and the monks who were chatting and laughing in the peach forest were like immortals, riding on the rainbow light and leaving in the sunset.
Discussing the Dao in the peach forest, and wandering in the sunset!
It left an unforgettable day for the disciples who served and the many boys under the White Peach Peak, which can be talked about with relish countless years later, and even derived into a storybook.
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That night, Xiang Feifei was particularly clingy today, especially after the evening, when the brothers left, she took the initiative to tease Wang Zijia in the peach garden.
As their ears and arms rubbed against each other, the air also heated up a little, and Wang Zijia was also aroused by evil fire.
In the end, no one knew who took the last step first, completely frankly, mud dragons like the sea, directly hitting the Huanglong, killing Xiang Feifei, who had never done anything before, and making her lose her armor.
The sunset is all over the sky, the setting sun is the quilt, the ground is the bed, and the ten-mile peach forest is a lifelong commitment.
This is destined to be an unforgettable day and a sleepless night.
One of the great advantages of being a monk is fast recovery, strong combat effectiveness, and strong sustainability.
The 108 styles that Wang Zijia brought from his previous life finally found their place. At first glance, there is nothing special, just fresh.
The battle continued intermittently until the moon was in the middle of the sky, and then it stopped.
"Husband, you are leaving tomorrow, right?" Under the peach tree, Xiang Feifei lay in Wang Zijia's arms, her face flushed, and her clothes half-covered, and asked.
Wang Zijia hugged the person, leaned against the peach tree, one hand behind his head, and the other hand subconsciously touched the skin of the other's shoulder, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and replied softly with three parts of laziness and seven parts of comfort: "Yeah!"
"Remember to come back early!" In ten days, Xiang Feifei had almost told everyone she could tell, so the last thousands of words turned into such words.
"Well, I will." Wang Zijia replied seriously: "The time in Qinglian Realm flows abnormally, and I may come back faster than you think."
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The two of them were talking to each other, chatting affectionately, and time passed unknowingly.
Xiang Feifei didn't know when she fell asleep quietly.
Wang Zijia looked at Xiang Feifei in his arms in the moonlight, and smiled bitterly in his heart: "I was still a little impulsive, but it doesn't matter. At most, I can wash a few more times when the time comes!"
After sitting for a while, he hugged Xiang Feifei and returned to the yard.
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The next morning, Wang Zijia got up and rarely practiced boxing.
Instead, he slowly finished breakfast with Xiang Feifei, and several women did the final cleaning for him.
A moment later, the second uncle Xiang Zhe also brought a large family up the mountain and came to the yard.
Wang Zijia explained to everyone for a while, and with the farewell of the whole family, he went straight to the Seven Peaks.
Because we started from Baitao Peak, we got up early on purpose.
Wang Zijia rode the Blood Demon Jade Shuttle to the Seven Peaks and used his ID card to pass through the protective formation covering the entire Seven Peaks. The extremely rich spiritual power came with the morning mist, which instantly made people feel relaxed and happy.
Floating in the air, looking around the Seven Peaks, the not-too-dense spiritual mist permeated between heaven and earth, the mountains were green and vast, and the spiritual mist seemed to cover the Seven Peaks with a thin veil.
Looking down, halfway up the mountain, white clouds filled the air. Looking around the peaks, the clouds and mist lingered, and the mountain tops poked out of the clouds and mist, like lotus flowers emerging from the water.
The rising sun had just left the horizon not long ago. Under the filtration of the spiritual mist, it was like a red sun rising slowly, and a layer of light glow was scattered on the Seven Peaks.
"Tsk tsk!"
One by one, the cranes leisurely shuttled between the peaks and the canyons, singing softly in the mist and white clouds, making bursts of crane sounds.
It is quiet and peaceful with a bit of liveliness and a fairy-like aura, not like that of the human world. It is truly a paradise on earth.