Chapter 105 A man’s stomach cannot be too bad

"Is there something wrong with this junior brother?" Wang Zijia stopped and asked with doubts on his face.

"I heard from Senior Brother An that Senior Brother Wang has an advanced training class. I wonder if senior brothers from other buildings can sign up?" The young man looked at Wang Zijia and asked carefully.

Wang Zijia was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "The cram school is currently only open to students in the building. If you really want to further your studies, wait until two months later when you pass my preliminary assessment and you are qualified to open a large class."

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From the teaching brother's perspective, Wang Zijia's main purpose now is no longer to make money, but to establish a character and develop upward.

Therefore, until he has excellent results and is noticed by the poster, he has no intention of "further training" for other students. Because once these people succeed in further training, it will not be his performance, but that of his peers.

If one person teaches well, that’s a genius. If a group of people teach well, that’s because the owner of Fu Lou has managed it well!

"Oh!" The young man responded with some disappointment, and then said energetically: "Then I will wait for the good news from senior brother!"

"Yes!" Wang Zijia responded calmly, then turned and left.

The young man turned around in despair and went back listlessly.

But what kind of thing is it to ask the entire Xiang family to live frugally to support his son-in-law if he has the ability... This is completely different from giving him something to Feifei.

Under the red brilliance of the red copper weights, illusory weights of silver or black iron emerged one after another.

"Yes, I know." Wang Zijia smiled without further explanation.

Wang Zijia's mind moved, and the crow flew out of the Biyi Courtyard, flew several kilometers, and stopped in the shade of a small courtyard in the same area as An's family in the North District.

After making the talisman for about two hours, it was night.

Xiang Feifei could not care, but he couldn't.

Wang Zijia showed a gentle smile, looked at Xiang Feifei and shook his head: "I still can't do it. After all, I won't marry you in the future. If you let the Xiang family fall behind, I won't be able to look up to your natal family in the future."

Before he could continue speaking, a stream of information emerged in his mind. As he received the information, his eyes went from blank to horrified, and finally turned into surprise.

The sect has a special force that is engaged in the business of converting magic money into magic money. As a low-level monk, most of the monthly salary will be converted into magic money. For example, twenty Taoism skills can be exchanged for twenty-one magic money, which is not a small income.

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An Yuanhang came to his senses slightly, walked quickly to Yun Zhongzi, bowed respectfully and said, "An Yuanhang, a disciple of Wanyu Sect, has met this great immortal."

I walked into the Immortal Palace with some eagerness. When I entered the palace, I was shocked by the huge container that shone with all kinds of astonishing auras.

After doing all this, Wang Zijia entered the Penglai Immortal Palace.

Xiang Feifei paused while eating, looked at Wang Zijia, and then said after a while: "Do you want me to tell the sixth uncle? I heard from the sixth uncle that the second uncle has agreed that when you break through, the family will raise resources together.

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After a long time, Wang Zijia sorted out the other party's information.

"That's okay! Wait a few days and then help me exchange the amount for 10,000. You don't have to rush, just take your time in private." Wang Zijia nodded and said.

Wang Zijia's mind moved, and a clay bird condensed out. As the ghost head on his chest rushed into the bird's body, the bird turned into a pitch-black crow, with a dark and sinister aura, and a little unknown.

The two chatted and finished dinner. Wang Zijia returned to the training room, took a Huixin Pill, and started practicing boxing. After completing his daily evening classes, he started making talismans.

Available skill value: 9743

After figuring out the other party's information, Wang Zijia's mind moved and her body began to change rapidly.

Name: An Yuanhang

Cultivation level: [Boy] late stage

"Since the sect has a big competition in half a year, there are few people who have made breakthroughs. Those who have some ideas are suppressing their cultivation and rushing towards the ten-year competition."

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On the other side, after Wang Zijia, who had prepared last night, came back to his senses, the red copper weights emerged, taking Wang Zijia's consciousness and Penglai illusion with him, and escaped into a strange chaos.

"Well, although five thousand Dao Gong is a lot, it's not too much. In addition, during the recent period, few people in our family have raised Dao Gong." Xiang Feifei explained while eating:

If he doesn't have the ability, forget it. For the sake of his future, he will just eat soft food. For the sake of his future and for the sake of not being embarrassed in the future.

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"We have already started working on the Dao Gong matter, and the redemption should be completed tomorrow at the latest." Xiang Feifei suddenly said during the meal.

Kung Fu: Law of Wanyu (Child Chapter)

Spell: Magic Talisman (78/300 for beginners)······

"Oh, has a new destined person arrived? It seems that Penglai has recently drifted to a world where spiritual practice is at its peak!" When An Yuanhang was dazed, a young and vicissitudes of voice came from the hall.

The body became slender, the face became handsome and mature, a breath of vicissitudes and baptism of countless time came out, and the eyes were full of loneliness and depth, and had a different kind of attraction.

"Therefore, there are fewer people exchanging Taoist power through various channels than usual. Therefore, most people have not yet exchanged their wages for the past two months into Dharma money. Grandpa's private connections can satisfy him."

An Yuanhang's figure also slowly gathered at the entrance of the Immortal Palace.

Daoxing: One hundred years (18000/18000)

After making talismans and fishing, Wang Zijia went to Xiangnan Street to buy some monster blood and some poisonous things before returning to Biyiyuan.

As the smart light in the crow's eyes dissipated, the crow turned into a sculpture, standing among the branches without making any sound.

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An Yuanhang, who had already fallen asleep, woke up from his daze. He looked around blankly, looking at the huge stone monument and the Immortal Family Pavilion in front of him, and said in confusion: "Penglai Immortal Palace? Am I dreaming?"

"Okay." Xiang Feifei paused for a long time and said with a slightly red face: "Actually, it doesn't need to be so clear. The uncles in the clan don't care about this. Otherwise, when they discovered your talent, they would find a way to make you

Got married."

Wang Zijia raised his head in surprise, looked at Xiang Feifei and said, "So fast?"

Spiritual roots: middle-grade spiritual roots (fourth grade)

"Pindao is not an immortal. You can just call me Pindao Yun Zhongzi. He is the shopkeeper of Penglai Immortal Palace in this era." Yun Zhongzi said calmly with a vicissitudes of voice.

"Respect the decree of our seniors." An Yuanhang replied respectfully.

As the third person in the new generation of the An family, he was also close to the ancestors who offered wine to their ancestors. It was not like he had never seen the [real person] Da Xiu, and he was even lucky enough to meet the elders of the sect. He also had a rich reserve of knowledge.

It is precisely because he knows so much that he can clearly understand how magical his encounter is like a dream in Huangliang.
Chapter completed!