Chapter 422 Chongyue [asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions]

An Xingsheng paused and said, "This is my fault. I think Taolin is not suitable for teaching these days!"

"No, spiritual peaches have blossomed in the past few days, which has a lot of benefits for the disciples attending the class. In the next ten days, let's hold a ten-day class in a row, just in time to teach something systematically!" Wang Zijia lowered his head again, flipping through things, and said .

"Disciple understands. It is really a blessing for the outer disciples to have a master uncle." An Xingsheng flattered him as he spoke.

Wang Zijiawan seemed not to have heard, flipped through the information, and said, "It just so happens that these rich little guys have accumulated a lot, so they can do some cooking while they have classes these days!"

"Okay, disciple, let's make arrangements next!" An Xingsheng listened and took notes and marks.

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Wang Zijia gave instructions while An Xingsheng planned.

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In the morning, after making a jade talisman, I spent some time reading a book to recover my mana, and then passed it by in a hurry.

In the afternoon, among the mountains full of peach trees and flowers, the disciples who often came to attend classes and the disciples who came to attend classes for the first time all seemed a little excited.

"Why is this White Peach Mountain blooming at this time?"

"The peach tree is normal!"

"But isn't this mountain full of unworthy spiritual peaches? They shouldn't bloom out of season!"

"Who knows, maybe the King Vein Master used some method!"

"Do you think these peach trees have become enlightened after listening to too many sermons by Uncle Wang?"

"What the hell? A mountain full of peach trees turned into spirits? There aren't many holy places like this in the inner gate!"

"Don't tell me yet, it's really possible!"

"What's the explanation?"

"It is said that the tallest peach tree in this peach forest was only a second-grade peach tree, but can you smell the fragrance of this flower? It is obviously not a second-grade spiritual flower, and it doesn't look like a third-grade flower."

"Yes, I was curious when I first came here. It smells like the fragrance of a fourth-grade divine flower."

"Have you smelled it?"

"Nonsense, I went to the inner gate to manage the medicine garden for my ancestor several times!"

"Disrespectful, disrespectful, is this senior brother...?"

"I heard that my uncle is going to use this Peach Blossom Festival to preach systematically for ten days!"

"I'm so lucky. Fortunately, I happened upon it!"

"No, when Deacon An announced the news today, Yamashita and many people offered more than a thousand francs of money to buy a place in the queue for this big class!"

"I've heard about it too. The key is that some idiot actually sold his spot!"

"I think it's quite sensible. After all, after ten days of systematic explanation, I guess many children can't keep up. It's better to give it to some uncles, so that they can not only get money, but also gain some connections."

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Amid the heated discussion among everyone, Wang Zijia dressed in white, walked in the air, among the sea of ​​flowers, and appeared in style on the mission building and star-catching platform.

The gentle breeze blew, and the Taoist robes and hair were floating, making Wang Zijia's peerless celestial figure almost flawless.

Every time I preach, apart from those who are attracted by the effectiveness of the course, there are also many who choose to settle in Maili because of Wang Zijia’s outstanding beauty.

In order to develop his pulse, Wang Zijia figured out how to use the beauty weapon of seduction, well, it should be called star effect!

After standing quietly for a few breaths, when Taolin calmed down, Wang Zijia felt that he was almost done, and then he said calmly:

"Since the opening of the fourth-grade preaching building here, dozens of classes have been held. They are all taught casually in the east and west. Starting today, some knowledge will be explained systematically."

"And starting from today, the three courses in the first half of each month will be continuous courses, and some content will be taught in the middle and late days..."

Following Wang Zijia's words, the dojo's preaching formation and preaching techniques were activated at the same time, and a strange field enveloped the entire peach forest.

Invisible spiritual light emanated from Wang Zijia's body, and under the influence of the preaching magic, it was actively taken into the body by each of the disciples, and the demon was quietly completed.

The peach blossoms all over the mountain are swaying, and the fragrance of the flowers is so diffuse that no one can notice it.

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It's night, in the underground base of Baitaoyuan, in the blood-red laboratory.

A piece of broken armor the size of a palm floated in front of Wang Zijia.

The piles of garbage and various strange contaminated spiritual bones accumulated around him were infected by Wang Zijia's magic power and collapsed into a large ball of spiritual ink.

Under the sacrifice of the hundred-refined steel chapter, it turned into bloody runes and was continuously driven into the armor.

The strangely shaped Broken Armor became even more vivid, with runes flashing on its surface and blood-colored aura flowing around it, as if there was blood flowing on it.

"Value + 680,000!"

Item: Lava Magic Armor

Level: Low-level spiritual weapon (third grade 4.39 million/10 million)

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Although the progress was not slow, Wang Zijia frowned when he looked at the armor, which was only an elementary spiritual weapon.

After looking at the remaining top-quality materials, I finally held back.

It's not time to use it yet, at least you have to slowly cultivate high-grade spiritual weapons before you can consider using those things to break through the magical weapons.

After all, this is Wang Zijia's most important defensive weapon at the moment!

After completing all the spirit bone sacrifices, Wang Zijia slowly called it a day.

Realizing that it was still early, he didn't get up, his mind moved slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes.

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In the Netherworld Ghost City, in a small room like a changing room, the 'login' puppet suddenly came to life.

He opened the dark cubicle that looked like a changing room and walked into the hall.

Immediately, his figure expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye he transformed into a sophisticated figure.

Wang Zijia checked himself for a moment, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, he stepped out of the hall and came to the street.

The night was like water, and the twinkling lights added some ghost-like lights to the dim streets.

The old, mottled, or brand-new puppets were wandering around the market, bargaining with the stall owners from time to time. The painting style was cold and strange, making everything look like a ghost domain.

The name of the ghost market is well deserved.

Because Wang Zijia himself also has an underground base, he is already immune to places of this style.

He sorted out his Taoist robes, and with calmness, he began to carefully check the items sold on each stall again.

When the puppets around saw Wang Zijia, who seemed to be wandering in the spirit, many of them would subconsciously stay away from him in awe.

Wang Zijia was used to it and wandered around as if he didn't notice it.

There are really a lot of good things here, which makes Wang Zijia more jealous. Almost all magic weapons can be seen for sale directly. There may be more or less problems, but they are indeed magic weapons.

However, although Wang Zijia's pocket has become richer recently, he is not rich enough to buy magic weapons.

So he can only envy!

After walking around half a block, Wang Zijia suddenly stopped at a stall.

Judging from the things he sells, this stall owner is very likely a real person, especially when he saw Wang Zijia stop in front of his stall, the puppet was obviously silent.

Wang Zijia's eyes swept through the many goods and finally stopped on a book.

There is also a short introduction in front of the book.

"Chongyue Chapter" Top Grade

The third-grade earth-based magic chapter, comprehensive thick earth Tao.

Special Taoism, can transform heavy positions, can also bless utensils, and can also be specially sealed, as heavy as a mountain, with the effect of a mountain pressing down on the top.

Requirement: Only exchange, not sell, exchange for a holy (magic) Taoism chapter, preferably related to strengthening the body.

"How much is this?" Wang Zijia looked at "Chongyue Chapter" and asked.

The puppet was silent for a moment, and finally just pointed to the "requirements" in front of the sign, without saying a word.

The other party was obviously a demon cultivator. Although he was a little afraid of Wang Zijia, he was not afraid of him.

"I don't have any magic chapters related to physical strengthening, but..." Wang Zijia said, flipping his hand, a secret book appeared in front of him, and said:

"This chapter should be better. As long as you choose the right monster skin, it is more practical than practicing a physical strengthening technique directly."

What Wang Zijia touched was nothing else, but the middle-grade chapter of the magic chapter that was extracted from the pollution method of the demon cultivator and was taken out of his body by Wang Zijia: "The chapter of refining the body with fur".

Before Wang Zijia explained its effect, the puppet looked at the chapter and his eyes shone brightly. He was excited for a moment, and although he quickly covered it up, Wang Zijia caught it.

Is this chapter good?

It feels like that!

It's just the human pill method... By the way, this is the core inheritance of the Bone Soul Temple!

Wang Zijia suddenly realized and looked at the puppet in front of him with a deeper expression.

"Not enough, I have a high-grade chapter, yours is at the middle level, not to mention the fusion problem, you still lack a low-grade chapter." The puppet said.

"Hehe, if you really don't know the goods, I can popularize what is the core secret and what is the popular magic?" Wang Zijia said sarcastically.

"My Chongyue Chapter is not a popular magic either!" The puppet replied.

"Really? I am ignorant." Wang Zijia replied with obvious sarcasm: "Excuse me, is this the Feixian Secret or the Daqian Divine Treasure? Could it be that Wentian Pavilion has changed its business and stopped asking questions and changed to digging soil?"

The puppet was silent for a while, and then he said, "Although it is not a secret, it is also a fine product."

"If you don't want to change it, forget it!" Wang Zijia glanced at the other party, decisively put away the book, turned around and left.

"Wait!" The puppet was anxious and offered the price first, "Thirty taels, Daoist friend only needs to make up the difference of thirty taels of spiritual essence."

"What's the difference between this and me making up another low-level magic chapter?" Wang Zijia stopped and turned around to ask.

"Thirty taels of spiritual essence is just the lowest price of low-level magic chapters, the difference is big!" The puppet argued.

"Alas, this is the bad thing about exchanging things with you little kids, stingy and haggling!" Wang Zijia pretended to sigh and said:

"How about this, I will make up another 100,000 magic money, not a penny more!"

Hearing this, the puppet gritted his teeth and made a final struggle: "I want ten taels of spiritual essence!"

"You can't change it yourself, I just don't have spiritual essence in my hand, do you want to change it or not, if not, I will leave." The old Taoist incarnation of Wang Zijia showed an impatient expression.

After determining the other party's needs, it is inevitable to make a move.

"Change!" The puppet monk gritted his teeth and admitted the loss.

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