After Wang Zijia entered the forbidden land of time, he was speechless.
Even if the great monk from the upper realm is not given any treatment like Xiangyun Wanduo from the lower realm, he is thrown into the forbidden area by the heavenly law from the lower realm and is chased by thunder and lightning. This is quite an explosive existence in the entire history of Wanyu Sect.
"This retarded Heavenly Dao!"
Wang Zijia couldn't help but cursed secretly again!
But no matter how much he scolded him, he had to find a way to solve it.
But after thinking for a long time, I couldn't think of any good solution.
Although the Qinglian world is rubbish, it is still the way of heaven. With Wang Zijia's current methods, let alone the other party, the fire door cannot be touched.
"Forget it, let's clear this restricted area slowly first. When the cultivation level comes up, at worst, he can just walk around under the thunder tribulation. Then he will treat it as a special effect given to him by Heaven!"
Wang Zijia, who hadn't thought of any good solution for a while, could only plan like this for now, and then take another step at a time.
In his thoughts, Wang Zijia did not immediately clean it up, but first thought about it and tried to go to Min Xin's chaotic sea of consciousness.
The bloody book trembled for a moment, but there was no reaction at all.
'Isn't it really possible? Is it due to insufficient cultivation or is it due to the special situation in this world and the difference in time flow? '
I thought for a moment, because there was no comparative test and no valid conclusion could be drawn.
In addition to these, there is also the issue of spell effects. The effects of his spells are more than doubled here.
Wang Zijia felt it when he was carrying the thunder tribulation just now. It is absolutely impossible to be so relaxed in Wanyu.
He stood at the entrance, checking and sorting out his various states.
The five ghosts were quickly cleaning up the various demons and ghosts around the entrance.
Wang Zijia worked for a long time, and after roughly understanding his situation, he began to cooperate with the five ghosts to clean up the area at the entrance to the restricted area.
It took less than two hours, but the space at the entrance fluctuated again.
Wang Zijia temporarily stopped cleaning and threw a spear with his backhand to help him open the entrance.
Fu Wenrui, Li Lexin, and Hui Feiyang led a group of Holy Land disciples and penetrated as fast as fish.
Because the entrance to the Time Forbidden Zone is an energy blockade with spatial properties, and it continues to strengthen with the recovery of spiritual energy, it requires the power of a parallel importer to break it open.
The monks in this world need to concentrate the power of dozens of sacrificial wines to enter. There are many demons inside, and the same power is needed to open them out.
Therefore, there are very few records and descriptions of the Second Forbidden Zone, and most of them come from hundreds of years ago, before the demonic disaster spread to the entire world.
So after everyone entered, they all looked around with curiosity, including the three holy masters Fu Wenrui, Li Lexin, and Hui Feiyang.
"Meet the Immortal Patriarch!"
"Meet the true immortal!"
"I've seen the Immortal!"
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Before everyone could observe for long, they saw Wang Zijia walking out of the ruins of the restricted area.
Everyone immediately greeted him one after another.
Wang Zijia looked at everyone with a calm expression.
Probably because Wang Zijia did not specify how many people he asked them to bring, Fu Wenrui, Li Lexin, and Hui Feiyang were each followed by more than thirty disciples with different cultivation levels.
They all vary in age, but their spiritual wisdom is looming all over their bodies, and they are obviously talented at first glance, and almost all of them have high-grade spiritual roots.
But if we bring all the geniuses in the door...
"Why did you only bring so few people?" Wang Zijia asked, looking at the more than a hundred people expressionlessly while thinking.
The three of them were stunned for a moment. The oldest, the skinny old Taoist Hui Feiyang, replied: "Go back to Grandmaster Xianzun, because Grandmaster you have not told how many disciples you will teach, we did not dare to make a rash decision, so we only brought the top of the sect." Geniuses come.”
A top genius with high-grade spiritual roots? ? ?
Are there only a few dozen in each house?
For a top power in the world, it took decades to accumulate disciples with this level of qualifications. This is really a bit of a search!
Not even a second-class dynasty like the Tianhong Dynasty can compare!
This broken world is indeed watery!
Wait, isn’t that right? !
Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, and his thoughts suddenly paused. He seemed to have thought of something, and frowned and asked: "Has this world experienced the tidal baptism of spiritual energy recovery?"
"Hui Xianzun, yes. Fifty-seven years ago, shortly after our master ascended back together, there was a spiritual energy tide."
"It was only after I bathed in the tide and realized my enlightenment under the wash of spiritual energy that I was able to be promoted to the Sacrificial Wine. It was also because of this that more than a thousand powerful people appeared in the Qinglian Cultivation World, and it gradually became prosperous." Hui Feiyang replied carefully.
Do you call the poor cultivating population outside just now called prosperity?
The power of more than a thousand sacrificial wines? ? ?
Good guy!
Ha, it’s so prosperous!
It's almost catching up with the number of 'mighty' people in his fake talisman that has only been opened for less than three months!
Countless flaws emerged in his heart, Wang Zijia swallowed it back, frowned and said: "When the spiritual power of the world is revived, spiritual children with spiritual roots will spring up like bamboo shoots. If they are born a few years after the tide, the spiritual root rate can be as high as Twenty-three out of ten, why only this small number of people?”
The person who answered this time was Li Lexin. He said respectfully: "Thanks to the Immortal Patriarch, there are many disciples in the Holy Land, but there are very few who have truly reached the high-grade spiritual roots. After all, we Qinglian are not as good as the Immortal Realm."
"In addition, after hundreds of years of demonic chaos, even though the upper realm has sent immortals to the lower realm several times to clear them away, the population of our realm has still plummeted."
"Today, the population of the entire Qinglian Realm is less than ten million. The heavens have collapsed, demons are everywhere, countless cities and kingdoms have been destroyed, many areas have completely become wilderness, and demons are like a sea!"
"The population is less than 100 million?" Wang Zijia was stunned for a while.
As the former Middle Thousand World, Qinglian World is three to five times larger than the Earth in its previous life in terms of area.
In such an exaggerated area, during the Age of Ending Law, although there were occasional mad beasts causing trouble, it was still a normal living environment with a population of several billion.
But in less than three hundred years, actually...
No wonder the spiritual energy was revived, so many wine-sacrifice demons were thrown into this restricted area, and there were even more than 20 real-level demons. Emotions are the accumulation of countless wronged souls and debts!
Wang Zijia was speechless for a long time, and then said after a long time: "You are responsible for building a field here and here. Anyone from the outside world who wants to enter the forbidden area to listen to the Taoism can enter, and all Xuanmen orthodox disciples can enter. There is no need to distinguish between Taoism and Taoism!"
"Disciple, I understand!" The three holy masters immediately responded respectfully.
"As for your so-called three holy places..." Wang Zijia seemed to hesitate a little and said: "Let's get it together. The three families can be divided into three branches and merged into one sect. I think you have your own sect, so you know Some of our sect’s situation.”
The three holy masters were not displeased at all, but instead said in surprise: "Disciple, wait for your orders!"
"I wonder what the Immortal Lord thinks the new sect should be called?" Fu Wenrui, the only saint, thought a little more carefully and immediately asked: "Wanyu branch sect?"
"I don't have the right to open the sect's main line in the lower realm, so I can't take it like this." Wang Zijia shook his head and said:
"And this trip to the lower realm is mainly for the purpose of preaching and suppressing demons. Let's call it the Demon Suppressing Sect. If you ascend, you can enter the fake talisman of the Demon Suppressing Sect, and you can also enter the faction you and others belonged to before."
"Disciple, wait for your orders!" Several people returned the greeting again.
Wang Zijia nodded and gave a few more instructions. After leaving a few paper figures who could work together to break the seal as doormen, he ignored everyone and reentered the forbidden area and began to clean up around the edge.
The three holy masters hurriedly made arrangements for a moment and then left the forbidden area again.
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There is a legend: In the Qinglian Realm, there was a demon disaster in the fifty-seventh year.
Under the attention of many eyes, the three holy masters led the geniuses of the Holy Land into the restricted area.
After half a day, he can convey the immortal decree.
The Immortal Lord sympathizes with the suffering of all living beings and wishes to practice the concept of teaching without discrimination, preaching to the world, calming down the troubled times, and reopening the prosperous age.
Anyone who belongs to the Xuanmen authentic sect, regardless of whether they have the Immortal Realm or not, can enter the restricted area to listen to the teachings.
All the factions were excited, shouting for the mercy of the Immortal Lord.
Then the clouds of each faction moved and they all rushed towards the restricted area of time.
For a time, the legend that the Immortal Lord descended to earth and saved people from the world spread like wildfire, spreading throughout the major cities in Qinglian, and no one knew about it.
Every family has set up a memorial tablet for immortality, which has been worshiped for generations, and the incense has been burning for thousands of years.
The Qinglian world entered a new era this year, known in history as: the first year of Xianlin!
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"Value +456!"
"Value +681!"
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Wang Zijia and the five ghosts continued to clean up the demons and ghosts around the entrance.
Because he is now at the peak level of cultivating wine, and after adding the lower realm, it is probably because his foundation is too solid, far beyond the lower realm.
Therefore, the power has expanded to a certain extent, and it is barely comparable to the parallel-imported real-life monsters in this world.
Therefore, facing the demons and ghosts of the Liquor Realm outside the restricted area, Wang Zijiana experienced for the first time what it felt like to cut down people in the same realm, just like chopping melons and vegetables.
In those stories, the prodigies of the lower world overwhelm their peers, even one against a hundred. This is probably Wang Zijia's current situation.
No, Wang Zijia felt that this kind of monster could be defeated by a thousand, not to mention one against a hundred. As long as his magic power could keep up, he could turn these shrimp soldiers and crab generals into clay figures.
He, Wang Zijia, the Taoist Master of the Upper Realm, is a world-shaking immortal seedling!
Destined to exist in a world of constant pressure!
Possibly due to the influence of his biological age, Wang Zijia was a little middle-aged and a little carefree, thinking while killing the surrounding monsters.
At the same time, he threw out several paper figures with mechanical intelligence while raising his hand, giving him multiple distractions and control.
The five ghosts had turned into real demons, surrounding Wang Zijia and fighting towards the surrounding area.
Because the current upper limit of power in this world is probably at the early stage of real life, which is still relatively weak. Even if it is stronger than him, it is still limited, so Wang Zijia doesn't have much to worry about.
After fighting like crazy for most of the day, they killed at least hundreds of wine-sacrifice demons and almost emptied the entrance area.
"Value +281596!"
Daoxing: two hundred years (1.4 million/2 million)
Dharma chapter: False elixir talisman chapter (250,000/800,000 in condensation),
Tai Chi: 6944
Harvesting more than 200,000 worth of points in one day made Wang Zijia's face beam with joy.
He no longer has such a big resentment towards the mentally retarded Heavenly Dao from the Qinglian Realm who threw him into this restricted area.
After temporarily ensuring the safety of the entrance area, Wang Zijia was no longer so anxious to kill.
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After contacting the three holy masters, Wang Zijia has figured out the general situation of the Qinglian world. In fact, for Wang Zijia, the situation is very good.
Thanks to the casual layout of the brothers in the lower realm, he didn't have to start from scratch, and it could even be said that he got a big advantage.
His task of opening his pulse is not difficult for him!
Now it's even easier!
Let the five ghosts and several reusable paper puppets made in front of the lower realm continue to wander around to ensure that no fish will slip through the net and rush to the entrance to cause harm.
With the blessing of many spells, he himself disappeared into the air and walked quietly towards the center of the restricted area.
The farther in, the more powerful the demons become, but the density becomes sparse.
There are more and more dilapidated buildings around, looking like ruins.
It wasn't until he was about to reach the core area that even if he was very careful, he could easily be discovered by real-life monsters, Wang Zijia had a thorough understanding of the situation here.
If my guess is correct, this should be a two-realm passage of the Qinglian Sword Sect back then. It is not like an ascension platform, but a completely fixed track, opening up the space between the two realms, and building it into a space gate.
It is several levels better than the two-way ascension channel that will be built after Wang Zijia. It is a cross-border teleportation that only immortals cannot build. Even Wanyu Sect is not capable of building it now.
It is also because of this that the entire restricted area is shrouded in a strange space energy curtain. Because this is something left over from ancient times and has been rooted in the world. It will become stronger as the world recovers.
It is also because of this that the time here is so abnormal.
Because the space passage here has not been completely scrapped, of course you can try it if you don't mind your fate. The disciples of Wanyu Sect came down to the lower world by chance.
The one-way anchoring of Wanyu Sect now should be here.
Due to various factors, this place is equivalent to an enclave belonging to the Shenhong Realm anchored in the Qinglian Realm.
Therefore, the abnormal passage of time failed to affect this place, or it had little impact.
For example, the time ratio between Qinglian Realm and Shenhong Realm is 200:1. The gap between this place and Shenhong Realm may be 2:1, 3:1 or something like that.
After figuring out the nature of this place, Wang Zijia's eyes flickered and he began to think about how to maximize the use of this special place that could only exist at a special time by chance.
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When Wang Zijia returned to the entrance again, he was shocked to find that just one day later, a large group of buildings had been built here against the forbidden light curtain.
There were only a few people entering before, but now there are at least tens of thousands of people busy inside.
The few paper figures he left behind became specialized doormen, responsible for opening the light curtain every few minutes. A bunch of monks immediately entered the outside, took out the storage magic weapons one by one, and dropped a building. A well-constructed building.
Then he waited for the next team to come in and took the opportunity to go out.
This group of people actually took advantage of the time difference between the inside and outside to complete the construction here in one day and more than a hundred days in the outside world.
And the people here have arrived one after another in more than a hundred days.
have to!
There was no need for him to think about tricks. After discovering the magic of this place and not having to worry about safety and opening the door, these aborigines began to give full play to their subjective initiative and start things.
(End of chapter)
