Ji Taoist

The two young men who returned home immediately found their father and told him that they wanted to learn from the master.

The official had a complicated expression on his face. It was the first time he heard that his two useless sons actually took the initiative to ask for learning. It was really touching.

But is the master really willing to teach his two sons?

He still knew what kind of people his sons were.

"You have this intention, so I will go and tell the master to see if he is willing to teach you two."

"Okay, Dad!"

"We must be sincere!"

The official took his two sons to Wang Jie's residence. This place was in a secret room in the official's house. It was difficult for ordinary people to find it. Moreover, Wang Jie imposed a formation restriction, so even monks could hardly detect it.

"Your subordinate wants to see Mr. Wang."

"What's the matter?"

The senior official said respectfully: "Sir, my two useless sons want to learn skills. I wonder if you can do me a favor and see if my sons have the qualifications."

"Qualifications? Humph, if your two boys who only know how to spend money and drink have the qualifications, it would be unfair." Wang Jie sneered.

The senior official knelt down with a plop and begged: "Mr. Wang, my family only has these two men. I don't ask them to have great abilities, but at least they can have a place to settle down after I die. Mr. Wang, please."

Dongdong.

The senior official kowtowed, and there was no movement inside the door.

After a while, Wang Jie was really impatient, walked out of the door and looked at the senior official who was still kowtowing: "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense and take me over to see."

"Thank you, sir, thank you!"

Wang Jie walked out and followed the senior official to see the two young men who were hollowed out by alcohol and sex in the house.

When the young man saw Wang Jie, he was stunned.

The senior official winked and waved his hand.

The two men reacted and knelt down, saying, "Please teach us, sir!"

Wang Jie looked at them with disdain, walked over and released his spiritual consciousness to take a closer look.

"Oh? You really have talent." Wang Jie laughed, feeling helpless.

Although talent is innate, it will gradually fade away if you don't know it or haven't used it.

The senior official was even more excited and asked, "Mr. Wang, can they practice like you?"

"Although it is unlikely to reach my level, it is not a problem to reach the Qi Refining Stage. But it was agreed in advance that they were hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and it is unlikely that they will go the Pure Cultivation Road. I basically practice the turbid cultivation method. With their current deficit, they need to practice according to my secret technique. Every day, they need a virgin to replenish their Yin and Yang to help them make up for their deficit before they can officially start practicing."

"One a day, how long will this take?" The senior official hesitated.

I can't find two virgins for them every day, right?

"It depends on how strong their concentration is. If they are fast, two or three months will be enough." Wang Jie chuckled and threw down a secret book.

"Practice according to the above. Don't bother me if there is nothing else."

"Thank you, sir!"

When the official happily picked up the cultivation secret book, he started to read it with his two sons.

On the other side.

Wang Jie returned to the secret room and squinted his eyes and thought for a while: "Who left the mark on these two playboys?"

Although he didn't know who the other party was, Wang Jie had intercepted the breath and could find the other party with this breath.

But, what if this is the other party's trick and deliberately lured him into the trap?

Wang Jie looked at the breath wrapped in the magic power in his palm and felt that it was at most at the peak of Qi Refining.

"Let's go! It seems that I have been targeted. It is not right for this peak of Qi Refining to take the initiative to contact two playboys. Has the other party found out my identity?" Wang Jie turned and went out, taking advantage of the night to leave the official's house directly.

In order to avoid alerting the monks in the city, Wang Jie did not ruthlessly kill the father and his sons. They were lucky.

Wang Jie was not stupid. He made a decisive decision. Since the danger was coming, it was most important to leave this place quickly. A gentleman would not stand under a dangerous wall.

Moreover, there were too many unknown dangers in this world. Even if it was not aimed at me, since someone approached me on purpose, it would be better to avoid conflict.

"I have to find a new place. The Qiandao Imperial Capital has such a strong popularity, but it's a pity that I can't stay there permanently. The monks of Xuanqian Dao withdrew, and many scattered cultivators in the city also disappeared. It's really weird."

Wang Jie felt that this place was weird before, but he couldn't find the source.

Originally, he needed a place with a strong popularity to practice. He didn't expect to practice near Renyanlou, but the land of Badao Imperial Capital was also a good place to practice.

For turbid cultivators, although spiritual energy is important, it is not as important as the rolling red dust. This is not only because most of the cultivation resources can be obtained from the mortal world, but more importantly, there are only a few places with serious turbidity, and most of them are controlled by the sects. The mortal world is also a choice for them.

To put it bluntly, mortals are also a resource, and the Eight Dao Xuanmen protect them for popularity. And Wang Jie also needs popularity for cultivation.

Sometimes refining tools requires blood, flesh and bone marrow, and you can't stop practicing because of fear.

Just thinking about it, Wang Jie quickly left the Qiandao Imperial Capital and came to the outside of the city.

Huh? !

Wang Jie immediately stopped and looked at a cultivator standing on the official road outside the city. His heart sank.

"Who is your Excellency?"

"You are Wang Jie, right?"

Wang Jie sneered: "It seems that you are waiting for me to fall into your trap!"

"Hmph, I advise you to just stay put, lest I beat you to death." The person who spoke came out, and it was Pang De's face.

"Is it just you?"

The two didn't waste any time and started fighting outside the city.

Yan Buzhi and Hu Bing, who heard the movement, rushed over immediately. Before the monks in the city noticed it, they had to capture the opponent quickly, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with the large number of people.

"Senior Brother Pang, I'm here to help you!" Hu Bing saw the two sides fighting in full swing, and he picked up his long sword and rushed over, creating a two-for-one situation.

Yan Buzhi was scanning the formation nearby, watching to see if anyone else appeared around.

Seeing Wang Jie draw out the sword in his spine and burst out with a tyrannical momentum, Yan Buzhi sensed it carefully.

"The pressure is not as scary as before. Although there is still an invisible sense of oppression, I can now bear it."

Wang Jie was alarmed by Yan Buzhi's aura and took the initiative to leave, which was in line with Yan Buzhi's thoughts.

He had guessed that either Wang Jie would come to him or run away, which seemed to be the second option.

But if he remained indifferent, it would be difficult for Yan Buzhi and the others to take action.

Just because the other party is cautious, calculating this point will naturally expose the other party's flaws.

The two senior brothers were also very powerful. After the other party used the Chizhong Sword, they immediately took out a formation disk that exuded the color of starlight and activated it.

"Earth Evil Demon Subduing Formation?! Are you from Qingshan Sect?!" Wang Jie fell into an ice cellar and felt the sudden rising evil energy rushing into the surrounding space, restricting all his movements, and couldn't help but yell.

"Wang Jie, let's capture him without mercy!"