The two passed through a large area and stopped before arriving at a cave that was quite elegant but a little too remote.
"Third-grade cave?" Shi Wanquan opened the cave's protection. When entering the cave, Wang Zijia felt its thin spiritual energy and said in surprise.
To the outside world, the Third Grade Cave Mansion may already be considered a treasure.
But... on the Seven Peaks, especially the main peak, this is already the lowest standard cave.
No matter how low it is... there is no need to build at all. You can just find a place and draw spiritual power to reach it.
You know, Wang Zijia, a real person from the outer sect, is treated as a fourth-grade spiritual vein, but an entire mountain contains an entire spiritual vein, including several third-grade veins!
Shi Wanquan smiled bitterly for a moment and said, "Let junior brother laugh!"
Wang Zijia frowned slightly and didn't know how to answer the question for a while.
comfort?
Say you have been down and out before?
"Isn't there a clan elders' association in your clan?" Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and Wang Zijia simply stated.
"It's not what you think, junior brother, Uncle Xintian..."
Shi Wanquan wanted to explain a few words, but in the end he felt it was not necessary and shook his head, "Forget it, now the victory or defeat has been decided, it doesn't matter anymore!"
Wang Zijia looked at the other party. Although he was slightly confused, he didn't ask any more questions.
After all, it was a family matter, and he was the only one who came to see her off, so why did she ask so many questions?
The two of them entered the cave in silence again. It was rare for the cave to be quite large. After all, there were strict restrictions on the construction of the cave on the main peak, including how deep it could be dug! ! !
The two walked through the cave and came to the innermost part of the cave, where there is a training room at the mouth of the third-grade spiritual vein.
The room of about twenty square meters is extremely simple, with a Bagua formation platform built with the pulse mouth as the Bagua.
In the now empty room, a man who looked no older than middle-aged, but had white beard and hair, and a face full of vicissitudes of life, was sitting quietly in the center of the room.
The man's eyes were half open and half closed, but it didn't look like he was sleepy. Instead, he looked very tired, both physically and mentally, but he was forcing himself not to fall asleep.
The entry of the two people attracted the man's attention.
He reluctantly opened his eyes a little, raised his eyes to look at the two of them, skipped Shi Wanquan in front of him, and looked straight at Wang Zijia.
What surprised Wang Zijia was that the other party had a pair of eyes that completely did not match his image. Dazzling, as bright as stars and as deep as the starry sky.
Shi Xintian, a real person with peak cultivation level, more than 300 years old, is a contemporary of Gu Yuebai and Xu Yuyu. They may not be from the same class, but the difference should not be big and they belong to the same generation.
It was once brilliant, but the historians could only support one divine monarch reserve in a short period of time.
If Shi Xintian was willing to take a backseat and pick up the leftovers that the second child should have, his treatment should not be much worse than Gu Yuebai's treatment.
After all, the size of the Shi family is here!
But he was too high-spirited and too arrogant, and wanted to be the first person in his generation.
The final result is right in front of you: a body full of stubborn diseases, just in the prime of life, but has already reached the point where the oil is exhausted.
Maybe there is indeed some lack of talent, or maybe... he is not a direct descendant of the Shi family and lacks an ancestor of the Infant God. It is more likely that he believes too much in the so-called elders' meeting and believes that the clan will give him justice.
Needless to say, it goes without saying that a genius of a generation, a genius from the Twin Infant God family, ended up like this.
Of course, what goes through hard times is easy to break, and this person is also responsible for getting to where he is today.
At this moment, Wang Zijia and the other party looked at each other, and saw the arrogance and unwillingness deep in the other party's eyes.
The basic information about the other party flashed through his mind, and when all kinds of information were combined, he had already written several histories of family infighting, century-old family feuds, family feuds, and so on.
"Here we come!" Shi Xintian glanced at Wang Zijia a few times before saying in a confused voice.
"Well, Uncle, the inheritance master you want is here!" Shi Wanquan replied respectfully.
"How many stars?" Shi Xintian looked at Wang Zijia and asked suddenly.
"Two stars!" Wang Zijia said calmly.
Shi Xintian frowned and looked at Shi Wanquan. Shi Wanquan sighed: "Under the premise that my uncle does not disturb the clan, this is the best inheritor I can find."
"Junior Brother Weak Guan has been in the lower world for hundreds of years, and now he is making orders. If any fourth-grade inheritance master from the inheritance hall comes to the clan, it is impossible for the clan not to know about it."
This endless conversation made Wang Zijia frown.
Send it off to the end, are you really sneaking?
"That's all, go out and call Fei'er in." Shi Xintian sighed.
Shi Wanquan saluted the two of them, turned around and left.
Shi Xintian then saluted Wang Zijia and said, "I'm inconvenienced, but I hope my junior brother will bear with me."
As he spoke, he lifted up the Taoist robe underneath him.
What made Wang Zijia's pupils shrink was that the opponent's lower body, which was sitting cross-legged, was densely covered with runes, already somewhere between illusion and reality.
A faint aura of destruction filled the air, which was somewhat similar to, but completely different from, the power Yue Changqing Shen had when he died.
'Daoshang! '
For no reason, Wang Zijia remembered this word.
However, this term is a bit too high-minded for Wang Zijia. Let alone a mere real person, a Yuanshen monk who suffered such an injury would be left blind and waiting to die.
"It doesn't matter!" Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed in his heart, and he replied calmly and calmly.
"Junior brother, you have seen that I am like this, so I won't talk in circles with you, junior brother. Junior brother, how sure are you that you can succeed?" Shi Xintian looked at Wang Zijia and went straight to the point.
"Senior brother, do you want a secret book or an inherited artifact?" Wang Zijia did not answer immediately, but asked.
"Secrets!" Shi Xintian said without any hesitation.
This answer surprised Wang Zijia for a moment, and then he said calmly: "In this case, we can be 100% sure. The difference is just a matter of how many secrets are produced."
Shi Xintian was stunned by Wang Zijia's tone, and looked at Wang Zijia seriously for a moment again.
As the two looked at each other, Shi Xintian seemed to see his former self, with the same confidence, the same arrogance, and the same pride.
The difference is that he was once!
"Haha, it seems that I have been in seclusion for a long time during this period. I don't even know that someone like my junior brother has appeared in the sect." Shi Xintian suddenly laughed heartily.
"Grandpa!" At this time, a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old entered the cave and saluted Shi Xintian with tears in his eyes. Then he bowed to Wang Zijia and said, "I've seen Master Wu Guan!"
Wang Zijia glanced at the other party and nodded slightly in return.
Shi Xintian put away his smile, looked at the young man with complicated eyes, and said to Wang Zijia: "I can increase the reward to three stars!"
Wang Zijia looked at the other party and did not reply.
"The only condition is that from the inheritance you extract, junior brother, you must try to ensure my core inheritance and at the same time give the most complete set to Xiaofei to ensure that he understands it before leaving." Shi Xintian said.
Wang Zijia frowned again and said in confusion: "As far as I know, even among the various factions of the sect, the struggle is not so bad. Is your Shi family really left alone?"
At this moment, Wang Zijia was really confused.
"It has nothing to do with the clan. This is just a personal grudge between me and my dear Ninth Brother. Junior brother, you can rest assured that except for resources and inheritance-related matters, the situation will not go further. Otherwise, I will not let Xiao Fei continue to be here. Clan."
Shi Xintian's words were filled with a bit of unwillingness and a bit of loneliness.
His ninth brother, Shi Xinyu, is the seed of the contemporary infant god of the historian. It is estimated that the breakthrough will only occur in these years.
Wang Zijia couldn't help but glance at the other person again. In such a situation, do you still believe that someone will abide by the rules?
What kind of crazy brain circuit?
Is it possible that you are really looking like this on your own, and there is no other person involved at all?
Can the matter of Taoist disputes be trivial?
What the hell is this cultivation?
But what does this have to do with me?
"I can use the inheritance method to separate out a set of inheritance before condensing the secret book and put it directly into his body." Wang Zijia said calmly in a flash of thought.
"Good!" Shi Xintian smiled again.
"Grandpa!" The boy cried again and wanted to throw himself into Shi Xintian's arms.
However, Wang Zijia snatched it back. Daoshang was no weaker than pollution, and was even more terrifying!
When Shi Xintian's aura surged, he wanted to stop him, but when he saw Wang Zijia's actions, he said again: "Thank you!"
"It doesn't matter, it's just a mission!"
With his beautiful words, the prince directly fixed the young man on the spot, and even created a soundproof barrier, so that he could only listen, but not shout, and struggle in vain.
Then he flipped his hands and took out a pill, saying: "Since you invited me here, I guess you have some worries. So... if Senior Brother Xintian is ready, let's start? Just in case. Will things change later?"
"What do you need me to do?" Shi Xintian was also very straightforward.
"Eat it and then cooperate with me." Wang Zijia threw the elixir in front of the opponent.
Shi Xintian didn't reach out to take it at all, he opened his mouth and sucked it in, the spiritual light rolled, and the elixir flew into his body.
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For a moment, Wang Zijia felt the power of the demon beginning to invade.
Because Wang Zijia did not cover up at all, Shi Xintian also clearly felt the invasion of alien forces.
He did not stop him, but took the initiative to help Wang Zijia complete the process. But the speed is not fast.
For the first time, Wang Zijia was speechless at the complexity of the target's body. With the other party's active cooperation, the infection was somewhat difficult.
It took more than a quarter of an hour to complete this demon cultivation.
Name: Shi Xintian
Cultivation level: late stage real person
Spiritual Root: Mutated Spiritual Root (Excellent 40 million/50 million)
True Seed: Tianxin Blood Seed (Fifth Grade)
Kung Fu: Wanyu Codex (Real Person Chapter)
Daoxing: five hundred years (36.27 million/40 million)
Status: Evil calculations backfire, Tao injury, Tao heart dust, luck overdraft, (8.76 million/10 million)
Three-grade Dharma Chapters: Tianxinxuewen Chapter·Shangpin (Dacheng), Tianxinxinwen Chapter·Shangpin (Dacheng), Tianxinshenwen Chapter·Shangpin (Dacheng)······
Second level method:·······
First-level spells:······
Scheduling value: 170 million.
'Shit! '
(End of chapter)
