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Chapter 169 Three Days of Farewell

The two of them want to discuss it. They can turn on the one-way sound isolation array so that sound can only come in but not come out.

Once you feel what you have heard, you can turn on the anti-interference formation and perform on-site spells to prevent others from being affected and others from affecting you.

You can even turn on the anti-disturbance listening mode throughout the whole process, so that you will only hear the lecture and will not be affected by any external factors.

In short, a simple concave experimental desk-like desk integrates many array functions that are difficult to achieve with high technology, and almost meets all the needs of a disciple for attending classes.

The podium and desk where the teaching belongs is a large composite formation, mainly a magic formation, which is convenient for Wang Zijia to give various explanations. It can even perform biological mimicry in the entire classroom, turning the classroom into a grassland and other functions.

In other words, the entire teaching room is a large composite formation, the podium is the core of the formation, and the desks below are the formation nodes.

Because the functions are relatively complex, a relatively thick document, similar to an operation manual, was specially sent to Wang Zijia.

"I heard that the instructor this time is a senior brother?"

"Well, I heard about it too, so I came here to join in the fun and see what's going on."

"I don't know what this senior brother's skills are like. I've been stuck at getting started with rune control for more than three years. I've almost asked all the second-grade uncles for advice."

The bird is so lifelike that it is no different from a real bird. Its whole body is as crystal clear as emerald, and it is very beautiful.

Probably because this is a free class, more than 200 seats at the more than 100 alcove tables are already full. Outer disciples, either middle-aged or later, are either using it or looking forward to it.

Or look at Wang Zijia on the huge podium with a critical eye.

"······"

"That's right. Fu Lou has hired seven geniuses in the past ten years. What's the result? Master Qiang is the only one with real kung fu!"

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For the first time in a formal class, Wang Zijia did not make any tricks and explained honestly.

As Wang Zijia explained, everyone began to listen attentively. Based on Wang Zijia's Taoist status, no matter how bad his speech was, they were destined to try their best to fawn over him in the future. If possible, just get on the line.

Wang Zijia paused for a moment, giving everyone some time to react, and then began to continue speaking, "Now that I am serving as the second-level instructor of Fulou, I should be able to get along with you for a long time in the future. I hope we can get along happily."

Following Wang Zijia's simple and concise self-introduction, everyone below was agitated and discussed with each other.

Wang Zijia still cherished every word and said: "It was a lucky break!"

"I think, I have to have connections, and people have to like me. For someone like me who can't master the three basic spells for several years, those uncles can't even hide from me.

Woolen cloth."

The entire hall is very large. The concave table that looks like an experimental table is about one or two square meters, and there are more than a hundred concave tables spread throughout the entire hall of about three to five hundred square meters.

"Yes, it can easily make someone's reputation worse."

The disguised admission made Ji Chao silent for a long time, and then he said with a bitter look: "I had some guesses when my uncle was coming last month, but I didn't expect that when we meet again, the present will be different from the past."

"Don't be so wildly fanciful. What else do you want from the C-sized hall?"

Because he is now considered a major cultivator of Talisman Dao Sacrifice and Wine, and with the help of the Dao Fruit Red Copper Weight, he created a special Talisman Master Dao Foundation. There is obviously no doubt about his skills. Even if he is not cheating, there are many below.

The disciples looked surprised and gained a lot.

"I heard that this time he is a talented senior brother, the kind who was specially hired by the original poster himself!"

"What?"

"you······"

After Wang Zijia became familiar with it for a moment, he then glanced below.

"Does our Fu Tower have Taoist teachings?"

After being promoted to the Dharma Sect, although Wang Zijia is still not able to kill people's heads from a hundred miles away like the flying sword monks, the range of thirty miles is still no problem.

"It's better to go to the Class A teaching hall, find those recognized ace instructors, and try to open a small stove or something?"

After attending the class honestly for half a day, he returned to the Talisman Tower where he belonged and fished for most of the day. He spent the first day of his second-grade teaching extremely smoothly.

The flying bird walked all the way and came to the South District, Yufei Street, and Huoqi Teahouse. When he saw the familiar window of the private room open, he spread his wings and flew in without hesitation.

In the evening, when getting off work, Wang Zijia did not leave immediately.

"Real or false!"

"······"

Sitting in his talisman-making room, his mind moved slightly, and the blood-emerald crystal sand gathered on the table, and finally turned into a palm-sized crystal red bird.

"Okay, let me stop talking nonsense and start today's teaching. In these three lessons, I will systematically explain the three most basic introductory techniques of Fu Dao..."

"I am Wang Zijia, a peak boy, and a newly promoted Taoist seed in the Sutra Pavilion." Wang Zijia looked at the crowd, showing no humility, and directly threw out the most intimidating title.

The discussion below also gradually became smaller and quieter. Even if they wanted to discuss, they subconsciously opened the soundproofing ban within the range of their respective concave tables.

"Hey, isn't it just the way big families praise each other and build resumes? Who doesn't know about it yet?"

"Uncle Qiang is now one of the gold medalists in the A-shaped Hall, so stop talking about it, you guys."

He came to his podium as if unaware and started to sort out some things. After An Xingsheng put down his things, he silently walked to a corner of the hall and waited.

Asuka moved its body on the table, and after getting used to it, it swallowed the storage bag on the table, spread its wings and flew out of the window.

Arriving at the teaching hall, Wang Zijia heard their noisy discussions.

As Wang Zijia flew into the room, Ji Chao, who had been waiting for a long time, looked happy. He stopped where he wanted to say hello enthusiastically. He looked at the real bird-like flying bird and said hesitantly: "Uncle Li?"

Wang Zijia glanced at Ji Chao, who had a bitter look on his face, a depressed mood, and a hint of envy in his eyes, and said in a rare voice: "I think you're about done, I think the breakthrough is just around the corner."

"I can't compare to a genius like Uncle Master. I struggled all the way for a foundation-building pill, and the foundation was even looser. I'm not afraid of your jokes, Uncle Master. I've asked, and the chance of me breaking through the Sacrificial Wine is less than 30%.

Those at the bottom of the door."

"But I am not willing to give up, develop and manage with peace of mind, and put my hope in the next generation. If I come from a small family like mine and expect the next generation to succeed, the final outcome is destined to leave the sect and become an incompetent person.

The road is scattered and repaired."

Perhaps it was Wang Zijia's sudden breakthrough that made Ji Chao, who had been preparing for six or seven years but still not very sure, feel too complicated. It was rare for Ji Chao to talk to Wang Zijia about what was in his heart, and he seemed a bit chatty.
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