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"The essence of B-level inner alchemy is not missing. With Xiao Yan's physique, you use one per week, about 50 per year, which is almost the same." Wu Ya'an Ge added, "If you practice like this for a year, with your qualifications and potential, your cultivation strength will at least be pushed to the peak of B-level. And because there are so many fire marrow to cleanse marrow and hair removal, the probability of truly understanding and mastering the laws of the Heavenly Way is very high."

50 inner alchemy essence?

Wang Yan's mouth twitched slightly. Is this the rhythm of drinking B-level inner alchemy essence as a drink?

"This is already 10,500 points of merit value." Nan Lian thought carefully and said, "Just exchange for another Jiyang Fire Lotus. I remember it is 7,000 points of merit value. Xiao Yan's administrative level is the main department level, which can be exchanged. When Xiao Yan reaches the peak of level B, taking Jiyang Fire Lotus is very likely to integrate the flame law into his body in one fell swoop and achieve level A."

Uh... the two women removed 17,500 merit points in just a few words. Wang Yan's merit points quickly dropped from five digits to four digits.

"There are already sufficient cultivation resources, so the remaining Xiaoyan can exchange for some excellent treasures." Wuya Ange said, "Some excellent treasures can only be truly exerted when they reach A level. But if Xiaoyan, if you warm up and communicate in advance, you will save a lot of effort when you reach A level."

"Wait, you won't need treasures. I already have the Fire Kirin arm guard." Wang Yan shook his head and said, "My resources are too abundant. If all resources can't pile me up to level A, and I can't understand and integrate the flame law, so I won't have to mess around in the future. Sister Nanlian, Sister Ange, I think you lack resources. Let's do this, I still have some spoils left to the State and African Bureau. The estimated total value is around two or three thousand merit values. With the remaining 9,500 points, we will turn them into resources."

Seeing the two women being a little silent, Wang Yan added: "Sister Nanlian, Sister Ange. Don't think I'm sponsoring you. Think about it, a hero needs three helpers. If we rush to level A and form a team to fight monsters and scrape tasks together, how free and easy would it be? I'm giving a little bit of merit now. I believe there will be ten times and a hundred times benefits in the future. Could it be that you want to look up to Gao Mingyue for the rest of your life?"

Nan Lian and Wu Ya'an Ge's eyes lit up.

From the bottom of their hearts, they are all extremely confident and proud women. They believe that their qualifications will definitely not be worse than Gao Mingyue. The reason why they have achieved higher achievements now is because of resources.

They are born into a well-known and upright family who have been passed down for thousands of years. They have been trained and tempered from childhood. Every step is supported by sufficient resources and the best teachers teach them.

If they were in ancient times, they were just casual cultivators. Without the teacher's teaching, they had to save up and compete for any cultivation resources little by little. To be honest, they were young and could reach this point under this situation. They were already extremely talented.

They are confident that if they have the same background as Gao Mingyue, their current achievements may not be worse than her.

But reality is reality. Anyone who can enter the top ten outstanding young people in the world is a young talent with a strong background and a very high background. What are the saints of light, the son of darkness, etc.

Of course, because of the generosity of the State Council, Nan Lian and Wu Ya'an Ge have gone smoothly and can gradually emerge. If you try other places, even if they have better qualifications, they will be completely buried. Before the pearl shines, it will be covered with dirt and finally disappear into the dust of history.

The two women looked at each other, and both saw from each other's breath that they were aroused by Wang Yan.

"Xiao Yan. You are so capable." Wu Ya'an Ge stretched out his waist lazily, and glanced at him with a charming eyes and said, "You have always been unwilling to choose one of Nan Lian and me. It turns out that you really want to be able to win the whole world and have a plan to win together."

At the same time, Nan Lian also took off her sunglasses and stared at Wang Yan suspiciously, as if she wanted to hear his explanation. An Ge was right about this, and Wang Yan's attitude has always been strange.

Wang Yan looked bitter and laughed and cried. What does it mean to refuse to choose one? I practiced the Pure Yang Divine Art, and I don’t have the capital to choose a girlfriend. This is the rhythm of being unjustly killed.

But now, everyone is getting to know each other more and more. Wang Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, okay, I will do it honestly. The technique I practice is called 'Pure Yang Divine Art'. Once I start practicing, I must abstinence. Before I reach the level of my cultivation, I cannot get close to women."

"Ah? There is also such a martial art!?" Wu Ya'ange exclaimed while covering his mouth, and then giggled suddenly with great enlightenment. "No wonder, no wonder, every time I want to reverse you, I always fight to the death, and I will die. I thought you were a chaste and fierce man who was as good as jade. It turned out that he was limited by martial arts!"

Wang Yan was sweating at the end of the waterfall. What is this? Even if I haven’t practiced this technique, I am not a casual person, right?

"This, Xiaoyan, what situation does your martial arts have to be considered a perfect success?" Nan Lian's ice eyes surged slightly, and were full of curiosity. I have seen this kind of martial arts in the novel, but I really have no use to hear it in reality.

"This... I have to practice to the ninth level." Wang Yan also looked a little depressed.

"The ninth level?" Wu Ya'ange giggled, "Then which level have you cultivated to now."

"I just broke through to the third floor not long ago and was moving towards the fourth floor at a speed." Wang Yan sighed with a pale face.

"That's pretty fast, too." Wu Ya'ange calculated by counting his fingers, "Even if the difficulty will double later, it's almost three years to go according to your progress, and it's okay."

Wu Ya'an Ge is very optimistic. But Nan Lian felt that the problem seemed to be very serious. She frowned and said, "Xiao Yan, how many years has it taken that adult to practice to achieve great success? In addition, what level will this technique reach to the ninth level?"

"My Master? He said it seemed that he had been practicing for about twenty years before he achieved great success, but he practiced earlier, and he should have achieved great success in his thirties." Wang Yan said with a little melancholy expression, "I don't know the one behind, I'll ask the master's wife."

Then, Wang Yan took out his cell phone and quickly sent a text message to his teacher's wife.

"Why do you want to ask your master's wife? Not your master!?" Nan Lian asked in surprise.

"Uh... My master now slapped me to death." Wang Yan said dryly, "Wait for a while, he will be more emotionally stable before contacting him."

...

at the same time.

On a luxury yacht, Cao Dapao was wearing sunglasses and a nightgown, lying on the deck to bask in the sun. Concubine Linghu Yao on the left held a glass of red wine in her hand and fed him from time to time.

The Duke of Rose on the right peeled the grapes, picked the seeds cleanly, and fed him one by one.

Cao Dapao was sunbathing, and was able to get along with each other, as if he was in heaven.

Suddenly, Duke Rose took out his cell phone and looked at it, quickly betrayed Wang Yan: "Honey brother, Xiao Yan asked what level of Chunyang magic skills was when he reached the ninth level? How should I answer?"

"Haha, this kid can't hold back after only half a year." Cao Dapao touched his beard and said with a wicked smile, "I have to continue to put on the trap for him, but the ninth level is a bit exaggerated, afraid that he will lose motivation. Tell him that the seventh level of the Pure Yang Divine Art is barely considered a great success."

The Duke of Rose received the order and quickly replied to Wang Yan.

...

"The seventh floor?" Wang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems not too exaggerated. I am already on the third floor now. With so many resources, the fourth floor is also close."

But before I could be happy, I received the next message on my phone: "The first three levels of Pure Yang Divine Art are the beginning, the fourth to sixth levels are considered small-achieving realms. The seventh to ninth levels are considered great success. Correspondingly, the seventh level is level s, the eighth level is level s+, and the ninth level is level s."

"What!?" Wang Yan spurted out his old blood and his eyes glared at the Tongling. "Is the little master's wife teasing me? The seventh level is equivalent to level S?"

According to Wang Yan's understanding, those who reach level A before the age of 30 are considered the top small group of people. There are very few people who can break through to level S before the age of 50.

Wang Yan estimated that he might be able to break through to level A within two or three years. However, the next level S is completely unsure.

...

"Haha, Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan, Master is already good to you." Cao Dapao said while drinking red wine and eating grapes, "I thought I was ignorant and cultivated until I was nearly forty years old, and I realized that it was a lie."

"Near forty years old?" Concubine Linghu Yao, who was beside her, calculated with her fingers. The cold aura on her face gradually spread out, and she sneered like a fox, "Uncle Pao~ You said that Yuanyang's body was handed over to me, but it seems that it is wrong at this time."

"Honey brother, didn't you say it was your first time when you were with me?" A pair of cold fangs appeared on the corner of Duke Rose's mouth, "So, are you lying to me?"

Cao Dapao felt cold and thought it was not good. He finally settled the two of them, but for a moment he felt too proud and said in a leak. He hurriedly pointed to the distance and said in shock: "What, mermaid?"

The two women all turned around, but only saw a dolphin jumping out of the water. They knew they were fooled, and when they turned around, Cao Dapao had already crawled into the sea with a loud bang.

"These two masters and apprentices are really a virtue in their bones. They are obviously practicing flames, but they are so skillful in water escape." Duke Rose hugged his hands and sneered, "Running so fast must be a guilty person."

"Hmph, you can run away, the monk can't run away." The evil spirit in Concubine Linghu Yao's eyes increased greatly, "Si Si, we have to stand on the unified front for this matter. The problem is too big!"

"Sister Yao Concubine, don't worry, I planted a blood mark on him, he can't escape." Duke Rose waved his hand, and a monster condensed from the blood mist appeared on the yacht in the fog.

"Blood Spirit, chase me."

"Ao" the blood spirit roared and drilled into the water.
Chapter completed!