Wang Zijia looked at the boy in front of him. He didn't recognize the boy among the two. He breathed a sigh of relief. There was a higher chance that this one was an old trickster.
"Well, let's extend the lease for two days!" As the prince spoke nicely, he took out two hundred French coins.
The boy took the money, counted it for a moment, and said, "Okay, Immortal, do you have any other orders?"
"No, you can go down!" Wang Zijia said.
Upon hearing this, the boy bowed hastily to Wang Zijia and turned to leave.
After Wang Zijia watched the other party leave, his eyes gradually lost focus.
The boy left the yard for a moment. On a mountain trail, five ghostly mist suddenly filled the air and enveloped the boy in an instant.
As the ghost mist contracted, it turned into a ball of wriggling flesh, completely wrapping the boy, like a white flesh cocoon, very tight.
Like a mortal boy, he was completely restrained by the five ghosts with little resistance. As his flesh and blood squirmed, two pairs of fleshy little hands grew. With four fleshy cocoons on the ground, he quickly climbed into the forest.
Wang Zijia waited quietly in the yard for a moment, and after making sure there was no movement, he quietly got up, left the yard, and also went into a forest.
After walking for a while, Wang Zijia suddenly got into a bush. The aura of the hidden array fluctuated slightly, and he disappeared invisible.
When Wang Zijia entered the formation, what he saw was the trapped boy and the five ghosts.
Wang Zijia looked at the young man wrapped in a meat ball in front of him with a slightly uneasy expression. Judging from the situation at the market yesterday, not to mention his current actions, even if he knocked over the stalls in the market, he would still use the tricks in the rules of the treacherous domain.
So he had been acting honestly yesterday and didn't do any tricks. He was just afraid of this broken place. It didn't require anyone to see it before he would activate it. Instead, as soon as you violated the market rules, it would automatically happen regardless of whether anyone saw it or not. The kind where law enforcement teams come to your door.
But after experiencing the opening of the normal process of strange things today, he still felt that it was better to take the risk and try it.
His thoughts flashed, he took a deep breath, and his mana fluctuated slightly.
'Talent spell: Demon cultivation with spiritual roots! '
A bright spiritual light condensed out, like a particle of blood diamond powder, and quietly floated towards the young man.
The young boy was wrapped in a ball of squirming flesh and blood. The flesh and blood on his face flowed slightly, exposing his mouth and forcing it open.
The light spot fell into the boy's mouth, and Wang Zijia was fully on guard.
"boom!"
As the demon was activated, Wang Zijia's entire consciousness was at a loss.
It was as if he had bumped into a world.
For the first time, the golden scale in my mind vibrated.
Golden light spread throughout Wang Zijia's mind. When Wang Zijia came to his senses, he saw a book, a huge book.
"The False Way and the True Trap"
The cover of the book is green and black, stained with a lot of blood, and there is a strong ominous atmosphere.
Under Wang Zijia's gaze, he slowly opened the book. First he saw many runes, and then he saw pages of vivid illustrations.
In a canyon with flowing blood, a giant rotten snake is bound by chains;
In a swamp shrouded in toxic fog, a giant mud frog crawls with its mouth open, with a heart imprisoned in a ring in its body;
On a mountain shrouded in clouds, fields of blood-red meat are divided into fields. In the fields, individuals are planted in the blood-red flesh. There is a ginseng beard growing from the Tianling Cap above their heads, connected to the top of the mountain...
The pages of the book were turned one by one, the pictures flowed, and finally stopped at a huge picture scroll. The picture scroll shows a prosperous market, lifelike, displaying all living beings.
Just like the legendary "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", every detail is recorded one by one.
In the corner of the scroll, in the Lingmai rental shop, the figure of a servant is shining, and the faint golden light continues to spread.
In the book, an unknown aura swirled crazily, trying to dispel this golden light, but there was nothing that could be done about it. The young man was gradually filled with golden light, and finally turned into a little golden man. Then, the young man completely disappeared from the painting.
Wang Zijia woke up leisurely and watched with astonishment as the boy in front of him suddenly collapsed and turned into a piece of paper the size of a little finger. There was a strong ominous look on the paper.
His original plan was to plant a demon boy, disguise him as himself, fine-tune the disguise as himself, swap the civet cat for the prince, and then take a step at a time to see if he could find a way to sneak out of the strange realm.
As a result, a kind of evil has become what it is now.
Especially when the equivalent scale actually vibrated for a moment, and then the book appeared, he was a little confused.
"The False Way and the True Trap"?
Dharma chapter?
Third level inheritance?
Or some other artifact?
First-level magic, second-level method, third-level method, and fourth-level method.
Therefore, most of the first-level skills are like this, the second-level are so-and-so, and the fourth-level are so-and-so chapters. Of course, this is just mostly the case, not absolutely.
In the flash of Wang Zijia's thoughts, the five ghosts no longer had the target of imprisonment and reverted to the state of the five Fuwa. Together with him, they looked at the thumb-sized piece of paper on the ground.
After a moment of hesitation, Wang Zijia's magic power surged like quicksand, and he came to Wang Zijia holding the paper clip. Let him see clearly.
There was a door engraved on the piece of paper. In front of the door, it was the young man standing guard. The painting is very vivid, just like a real person.
Wang Zijia tentatively touched the paper chip, and the paper chip was directly integrated into Wang Zijia's body like a magic weapon.
When the paper was peeled off, the remaining evil air pollution rushed straight into Wang Zijia's body.
Wang Zijia, who was well prepared, decisively escaped into the sea of chaotic consciousness.
In the sea of consciousness, Wang Zijia saw that the two weights had taken shape. One was a blood-red pollution weight, which was directly exchanged by Wang Zijia.
"Value +121!"
Then Wang Zijia looked at the remaining weight.
Weight: The False Way and the True Trap
Category: Inherited Dark Artifact
Level: Third-grade spiritual weapon (top grade)
Condition: Extremely incomplete
Introduction: This is the natal spiritual weapon of a real-person mortuary, but he was deliberately forced to save the blood demon. In order to take advantage of the failure and turn into a demon, he took advantage of the special characteristics of the natal spiritual weapon, sealed the weapon into the strange realm, and refined it into a book, in order to seek a breakthrough.
The result was failure and ultimately death. But it was also successful. The natal spiritual weapon turned into a ghost weapon, successfully absorbed its own strange and strange realm, and had the potential to be promoted to a fourth-level magic weapon.
Note: This is a heritage artifact. In addition to being a spiritual artifact, it can also inherit Taoism, and it carries the extraordinary characteristics of a real person.
The specific effects cannot be viewed because the current refining progress is too low. Currently, this fragment only allows the user to have the identity represented by the fragment.
Looking at the freshman weights, especially the introduction, the amount of information was a bit large, and Wang Zijia spent a long time.
When he saw the weights polluted by the strange energy before, they showed traces of artificial sacrifice. Wang Zijia thought that some big boss was causing trouble in the mysterious realm. But now it seems... the entire mysterious realm of feelings is actually a sacrifice. The spiritual weapon in it?
(End of chapter)
