"I'm sure and sure!"

Hearing Xiao Yi's determined words.

Yang Jiaolong shook his head and refused: "No, no!"

"You don't understand!"

"This is no joke!"

"If you're not careful, you will lose your soul!"

In Yang Jiaolong's view.

Xiao Yi is completely a fledgling boy.

Because I have a little achievement and a little talent.

I don’t know how high the sky is and how difficult it is to cultivate the Tao!

But they couldn't take risks with this kid.

This is inherently a transaction.

If something went wrong with Xiao Yi, he would be annihilated because he used Yin and Yang to temper his body at the same time.

Then didn’t they suffer a big loss?

The method of using the power of the law of yin and yang to help people temper their bodies has not been tried before.

But up to now, almost no one uses this method to temper their bodies!

Why?

Because using the power of the law of the strong to help the weak temper their bodies consumes a lot of money!

In the ancient world, accidents often happen.

Many powerful people naturally hope that they can always be at their peak.

Prevent crises that may arise at any time.

How could it be possible that because of a junior, one's own vitality would be greatly depleted?

At this time, the two dragons of Yin and Yang agreed.

First, because they have no freedom, how can they talk about crises that may arise at any time?

The second is that they really want to leave this prison, and currently the only life-saving straw is Xiao Yi.

But what if Xiao Yi was annihilated because he tempered the yin and yang qi at the same time.

Then the two dragons of Yin and Yang, didn’t they just have a lonely time?

This is exactly Yang Jiaolong's simple and crude idea.

However.

What he didn't expect was...

He just finished speaking.

The Yin Dragon girl on the side said: "Okay, I promise you, I will temper the Yin and Yang Qi at the same time."

"What the hell?" Yang Jiaolong was confused and looked at his little sister with wide eyes.

He felt that Yin Jiaolong was really too abnormal today.

Xiao Yi is a fledgling boy, so forget it if he is so reckless.

But his little sister is an old woman, so why doesn’t she understand this?

certainly.

These are the things that are in his heart and he dare not say them out.

Yin Jiaolong just looked at him and told him to shut up again, his objections already stuck in his throat.

"I see that you are in a hurry for time, shall we start now?"

The girl looked at Xiao Yi and said.

However, Xiao Yi, who was eager to temper his body, flickered slightly and disappeared directly from the spot.

Only one sentence is left:

"I'll be back after I finish one more thing."

...

Jiejiao dojo.

Shufeng·Zangjing Pavilion.

Since the end of the assessment meeting.

Jie Jiao Wanxian has also returned to his daily routine...

As the place where all the skills of our sect gather, the Sutra Pavilion is naturally the most popular place.

Whether it's in front of the climbing stele outside the pavilion...

Or the paper slave in the cabinet challenges the space...

They are all full of disciples from both inner and outer sects.

Named disciple?

When he's not on duty, he's doing odd jobs for the inner and outer disciples...

There are very few people who have their own time to concentrate on cultivation.

This is reality.

After the first entrance examination, there is not much difference between registered disciples and outer disciples.

And after the second assessment ceremony in three hundred years.

Disciples with high talent and understanding have long since emerged and have firmly entered the ranks of the three thousand outer disciples.

At this time, there were 7,000 registered disciples.

Even if there are late bloomers, there are not many of them.

In order to be able to practice well in Jiejiao in the future, they either hugged the thighs of the inner and outer disciples, or consciously went on duty.

Therefore.

The chores that occur every day in the huge Jiejiao dojo naturally fall on their heads...

This is reality.

Even if Tongtian knew it, he couldn't interfere.

Because in the ancient world outside the Jiejiao dojo, there are many things more cruel than this...

"Whoosh!"

at this time.

A huge sound broke through the air, and it turned into a figure and landed on the square outside Shufeng·Zangjing Pavilion.

The disciples who were originally standing in front of the stele to check their rankings couldn't help but turn around and look.

Everyone wants to know, which fellow disciple is so high-profile?

Don’t you know that flying like this is considered a nuisance to others?!

It was only when I saw that the person who came was wearing an extremely coquettish robe exclusive to his direct disciples.

All the inner and outer sect disciples who originally wanted to mock him suddenly changed their faces.

"Big brother! Long time no see!"

"Have you met Senior Brother! Has Senior Brother also come to challenge the paper slave?"

"Eldest brother! How are the preparations for the book appraisal meeting you mentioned earlier? Although I am not talented, I can still help my senior brother!"

"You are really not talented, and you still have the nerve to recommend yourself to Senior Brother? Senior Brother looks familiar to me! I am talented and proficient in weapon refining. I can help you refine books and jade talismans!"

"Bah! Who doesn't know how to refine weapons? Senior brother, look at me! I can refine ten books and jade talismans at a time!"

"..."

For a while.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion square, which was originally orderly, was in chaos.

Many Jiejiao disciples rushed towards Xiao Yi one by one, talking and recommending themselves to do odd jobs.

Xiao Yi was a little confused.

What do you mean?

Have you traveled back to the talent market in your previous life?
To be continued...