The lifespan of a wine-sacrifice monk is probably only two to three hundred years. Even if he is in the late stage of wine-sacrifice and has taken some life-extending elixirs, at the age of 310 to 20 years old, he is still living one day at a time.
No wonder he is so carefree and casual. It seems he just looked away after having no choice but to look away!
Wang Zijia did not answer, and the two returned to Wang Zijia's mansion in silence.
Afterwards, the two drank two cups of tea and chatted for a while. It was almost noon before Ma Haoran said goodbye and left.
He had only been gone for a moment when a disciple came with two large boxes and handed them to An Xingsheng.
An Xingsheng learned that Ma Haoran had sent him biographies, unofficial histories, storybooks, and other secrets. Having served Wang Zijia for a long time, he naturally knew that Wang Zijia had this hobby, and kept him even without Wang Zijia's instructions.
"Senior Brother Ma is really thoughtful!" After receiving the two large boxes of books, Wang Zijia said with a smile: "Thank you for me."
"Disciple has already thanked you!" An Xingsheng replied.
Wang Zijia nodded and began to look through the books in the box.
Seeing this, An Xingsheng went out quietly.
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Ma Haoran was obviously a more careful person, probably because he saw that Wang Zijia was interested in the so-called secret books before. The three manuscripts on the top of the first box were the same three that had been sold before.
One of them was the main reason that attracted Wang Zijia's attention: "The Legend of the Taoist God".
Holding the manuscript, Wang Zijia started to read it. It was a somewhat biographical storybook, telling some biographies of the ancient Daomen, that is, the area under the rule of the Fifth Age Daomen.
The author's explanation at the beginning of his book made Wang Zijia's eyes dazzled.
In ancient times, there were immortals in Taoist sects, who captured ghosts, captured spirits, sealed them and inspired spirits, managed mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, governed people's livelihood and peace, and provided incense and incense to thousands of families. They were called gods!
When the Taoist sect was at its peak, it created an alternative path of cultivation for ghosts, immortals and monsters, which is called becoming immortals through merit!
However, there are tribulations in heaven and earth, and there is a powerful person who holds money to calculate the sky before the tribulation starts. The hexagram obtained is unknown, and it says: The fifth tribulation is evil, and the evil of gods will cause endless disasters.
So before the catastrophe started, the gods were banned from the world!
All the gods and monsters in later generations have become legends, starting here and ending here.
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The three manuscripts all related to the so-called Taoist edicts and some information about the gods. What Wang Zijia noticed was that these things were not of a certain height and were obviously inaccessible. Even if they were just a few scripts, the author's intentions could be seen. level.
"It seems that it really comes from ancient ruins. When you have time, ask Brother Ma about the ruins." Wang Zijia said to himself while flipping through the book.
Of course, Wang Zijia knew that even the secret biographies were sold, so the remains were obviously dug up. He just wanted to go around out of curiosity, which was similar to a tourist trip.
After reading the book until evening, Wang Zijia was suddenly awakened. As he turned his hands, a communication talisman appeared in his hand. At this moment, the talisman was flashing rapidly.
"Disciple Guangcang was ordered to recruit disciples in Liuyacheng to test the spiritual roots. When he returned to the city, he was attacked by demons and was defeated. I hereby report to ask my uncle for help!"
This is the main work of the three of them, the Liquor Overhaul. To be precise, it is the main work of him and Lei Junjie. Nong Yufei is responsible for controlling the law at Tianhong Mountain, and is responsible for reviewing the mortals and spiritual boys in the examination for immortality.
And Wang Zijia has not been idle in the past two months. While visiting the canteen from time to time, he has almost demonized more than a thousand people under his banner. His desire for control has reached a perverted level.
But he didn't do anything with it, he was still as if he had never planted a demon before.
But for the disciple who was possessed by his demon, Wang Zijia can quickly reach the other party's sea of consciousness through the sea of consciousness. Then, as long as the words for help are set as fixed words, the spiritual summoning technique can be activated invisibly, allowing Wang Zijia to escape from the other party's sea of consciousness. , to achieve the goal of appearing thousands of miles away.
For this reason, he did not travel around like Lei Junjie, patrolling the country, but his support was much faster than Lei Junjie. Therefore, many disciples come to Lei Junjie to wash the floor when the situation is not urgent, and when the situation is critical, they come to Wang Zijia to save the situation.
As for why you don't always go to Wang Zijia, a punctual person, for everything... Daozi doesn't want to lose face?
If he comes and goes as soon as he is summoned, can he still be called Daozi? Can he still be considered a master uncle?
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Fu Zhao flashed rapidly for a moment and then stopped. Wang Zijia did not immediately make a move through the sea of consciousness.
Instead, with a wave of his hand, he activated the hidden talisman planted in the body of Guangcang, the disciple who was seeking help, and began to check the situation on the other side.
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Tianhong, Hongyi County, a deserted suburb hundreds of miles away from Liuyan City, between a canyon and peaks.
On a cloud shrouded in streamers of light, there were hundreds of men, women, and children, all of whom looked terrified and unruly.
The clouds shrouded in streamers were now trapped between the two peaks by a huge net, unable to move at all.
"Dong dong..."
A giant, deformed spider is currently stretching out four huge, spear-like spider legs to attack the streamer cover continuously. The spear-like spider legs knock against the streamer cover, making a thumping sound, constantly fluctuating, as if It looks like it will break into pieces in the next moment.
The spider is huge and dark, and its abdomen should be smooth, but it is occupied by countless small spiders without an abdomen. They are constantly wriggling their spider legs as if growing out of its abdomen, just like the countless fluff growing on the abdomen of a female spider.
Because Baiyun's magic weapon was caught in the net at this moment, the giant spider crawled in front of the flowing light cover and attacked crazily.
People can also see the terrifying body of the giant spider up close, with the compound eyes of countless small spiders on its abdomen staring at the crowd. Not to mention the spiritual root users who were ordinary people, even the top boys who were responsible for maintaining the defensive shield of the magic weapon turned pale at this moment.
The great devil in the Jiujiu Realm is simply an insurmountable existence to them. The moment he hit the net, team leader Guangcang realized that he was out of his depth and decisively triggered the call for help.
"Boom!"
The strong impact caused the magic weapon shield to fluctuate violently. Everyone looked ugly, and hundreds of mortals were even more panicked.
"Hold on, Uncle Wang has been notified. According to past practice, Uncle Wang will arrive within a quarter of an hour at most!" Guangcang encouraged everyone.
"Brother, can we last in this situation for a quarter of an hour?" A young junior brother, with a pale face, expressed everyone's concerns in a trembling voice with worry!
"Shut up and use your strength for protection!" Guangcang scolded him.
The giant spider kept hitting the shield, but fortunately, the spider could only barely fight back. Facing the shield created by the intermediate magic weapon, it could not be broken for a while.
But it was not easy for the ten peak boyhood disciples to defend themselves. The shield kept shaking, as if it was about to break at any moment.
(End of chapter)
