As the incense gathered, joy gradually appeared on the prince's beautiful face.
The statue that had just been refined also began to change. There was a faint smile on the corner of the mouth, and the bright red perfect body turned a little darker.
At the same time, an indescribable and unexplained aura rises out of the body of the sculpture, just like the evil spirit of a mass grave.
The whole place is surrounded by Yin Qi, with a feeling of extremely evil charm and monstrous flames.
One moment, the statue of a god was full of Zen and full of fairy spirit. The next moment, it turned into an evil demon ancestor with a sly smile.
He looked at himself blankly with a strange look in his eyes.
"Forehead······"
Wang Zijia's smile froze on his face!
When anyone sees this sculpture for the first time, they will definitely not think that they believe in some kind of immortal Buddha, but some kind of monster!
However, in order to show off his style, he specifically chose the mountain peak directly opposite Feifang City. The entire city could see the mountain-like sculptured statues when they looked up!
"It's okay that the thing I raised is not normal. What kind of trouble are you going to make if I use the fruit fragments of the Buddhist boss to make something like this? ?”
"Buddha and Bodhisattvas turned into demons, right?!!!"
"The main theme is a shady, standard monster, right?!"
"I'm so fucked up!!!"
At this moment, Wang Zijia looked at the strange statue in front of him. He felt that it was more evil than the original Thousand Buddhas and Thousand Statues, and he felt like vomiting in his heart.
Of course, it is impossible for him to examine what is wrong with him!
It should be because this is a treacherous realm, and the technique used was imitated by the treacherous master who was destroyed by him, so it affected the statue.
Yes, that must be the case!
It is an external factor and has nothing to do with him personally. He is the authentic divine king of Wanyu Holy Land and is completely authentic in Xuanmen!
There's no way a Shinto statue would be such an evil thing!
In Wang Zijia's thoughts, his magic power surged again, and the statue slowly sank into the ground.
It's better not to show off this kind of crap, otherwise if people see it, it won't be a question of whether you're good enough or not, but a question of whether everyone shouts to beat or to kill!
Just let it collect incense on its own!
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A few days later, Wang Zijia drove all the monsters in the treacherous realm underground.
And he used mana to condense countless red crystals underground to build a huge underground space.
With the sculpture as the center and the Baimo Meat Field as the fulcrum, a huge underground world is formed.
Inside, the sculptures smile evilly, and the meat fields squirm. The whole world is full of monsters, evil spirits, and treacherous feelings. It is absolutely worthy of the predecessor of the Demonic Realm, or even worse.
The world on the ground was carefully renovated by Wang Zijia, making it beautiful and a veritable paradise.
Of course, the current level is not enough, the spirituality is not enough, and it is not even interesting.
The immortal energy on the ground is floating, and the underground is comparable to Shura's strange realm. The contrast is full, just like two worlds.
At this point, this place was officially renamed Duobaojie by Wang Zijia!
The foundation and starting point of his earthly immortal path officially sets sail from this!
After preliminary planning and roughly transforming the entire Duobao World, Wang Zijia prepared a lot of things before leaving here.
Although Duobaojie will become the core of his power building in the future, it is not now.
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Changbao Kyoto, Jinghuangfang City, and Jinghuangdongfu.
After several days of cultivation, Zhuo Xiaokuan has initially stabilized his cultivation and is adapting to changes in strength.
During this process, he also took some time to have some contact with the two divine monarchs of the royal family.
I politely declined his solicitation!
After the members of the royal family found out that this suddenly enlightened monk was a leader of the heretical sect, their intentions were not very strong.
Therefore, both parties treat each other with respect and courtesy.
On this day, the night was like water, Zhuo Xiaokuan had just finished his practice, got up and came to the courtyard.
He looked up at the bright moon in the sky with a sad and emotional expression. He really didn't expect that he would one day become a divine king.
During these days, he often recalled everything about that day, and everything felt like a dream.
Real and dreamy!
The next moment, his pupils shrank slightly.
I saw wisps of moonlight gathering around him, and an illusory figure emerged.
It is Yun Zhongzi who is obviously very young. At first glance he looks like a young man, then he looks like middle-aged man and feels like an old man.
Although it is just a phantom, it is not a clever method, but it can appear beside me anytime and anywhere without any trace of it being noticed by me.
This already explains too many things.
It also shows that there is actually no essential difference between the cultivation of his infant god and his real person in the eyes of the other party.
If you can easily succeed him, you can also raise your hand to destroy him. It is not that difficult when you think about it.
"I've met Senior Yun Zhongzi!" Zhuo Xiaokuan was slightly startled for a moment and immediately said politely.
"Now that your cultivation is stable, let's go to the Demon Sect!" Yun Zhongzi Phantom looked at the other party and said, "Are you ready?"
"Junior is ready, we will leave for the Demon Gate tomorrow!" Zhuo Xiaokuan immediately responded respectfully.
Regarding the task, not only did he not want to default on the debt, he also wanted to complete it seriously.
If he doesn't seize this incredible opportunity, he will live in regret for the rest of his life.
"No need to go to such trouble, I'll give you a ride! Is there anything else you need to bring?" Yun Zhongzi asked calmly.
Zhuo Xiaokuan paused slightly and looked slightly happy.
It would be better if he could go straight into the Demon Gate, which would save him a lot of trouble. After all, the fight between Wan Yu and Bone Soul is a bit fierce now.
With his level of cultivation, it would be difficult to quietly pass through the defense line of the war zone and penetrate into the hinterland of the Demon Sect, and it would take a long time to make a detour.
"Senior, wait a minute!" As he spoke, he ducked into the cave and came out in a moment.
Obviously, he has indeed prepared everything these days.
"That's enough, senior, what should we do now?"
He looked forward to it with bright eyes, obviously wanting to see the methods of this suspected ancient immortal.
"If so, then go ahead!"
Following Yun Zhongzi's faint words, the next moment, Zhuo Xiaokuan didn't see any shocking magic, or even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.
I saw Yun Zhongzi waving his sleeves at him like he was shooing away flies.
Suddenly, he fell into chaos, feeling like the world was spinning and rolling.
Within a few breaths of time, he had arrived at an unknown place.
After a while, he came back to his senses, collected his mind, and took out the map of the Demon Gate that he had acquired at a great cost.
Only when he took a look did he realize that he had officially entered the hinterland of the Demon Sect. In a few breaths, he had traveled thousands of miles.
"Is this...is this the legendary magical power of immortals?"
His mind flickered for a while, then he identified the direction and left quickly.
After a long time, when Jiang Mingda and the others passed by, an anchor magic weapon buried by Wang Zijia flickered.
A phantom of Yun Neutron emerged. Looking at Zhuo Xiaokuan leaving, he whispered in his heart: "I hope you can give me some surprises, at least to see the success of this direction!"
As he spoke, the phantom disintegrated, and the anchor point magic weapon returned to calmness, turning into a ball of rock, lying quietly on the ground, waiting for its next use.
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Time flies, and half a month has passed. More than twenty days have passed since the last meeting with the royal family Li Xingming.
When Li Xingming was almost disappointed, news about Chu Jeff suddenly appeared, which made him overjoyed.
The next day, on the city wall of Qinghe Prefecture.
As the sun rises, a figure has been waiting on the city wall for a long time. On its shoulder, there is a listless turtle about the size of a washbasin, with sleepy eyes and loose eyes.
The old figure waited quietly, watching the rising sun in trance.
When the sun left the horizon and reached the appointed time, a figure arrived belatedly.
Li Xingming, who was waiting, felt something and immediately turned his head to look.
I saw a figure with a flying sword on his feet, like a stream of light, flashing in front of him.
When he saw the figure clearly, the other party had already arrived in front of him and landed on the city wall.
"I've met Brother Xingming!" Wang Zijia saluted him and said, "I'm late, please forgive me!"
"Master Chu, you're welcome. I came a little early." Li Xingming responded immediately.
The two of them are already familiar with Yue Xu's relationship.
Wang Zijia looked at Li Xingming and asked, "Shall we leave now?"
"Yeah!" As he spoke, Li Xingming took out a flying boat, threw it into the sky, and said, "It's too noisy for Patriarch Guicheng to go out, does the Chu family master not mind?"
The two floated onto the flying boat and asked.
"Brother Xingming is joking, we are not going to participate in any grand event, of course it is better to keep a low profile." Wang Zijia replied with a smile:
"By the way, Brother Xingming, where are the juniors you came with? I thought you wanted to take them with you to explore?"
Li Xingming shook his head and said: "I have asked them to go back first. If they don't know anything about it, taking them will easily become a drag."
Wang Zijia nodded and did not ask any more questions. Instead, he changed the topic and said, "Since Brother Xingming has been thinking about that place for a hundred years, has he got any surrounding information?"
"Master Chu, you don't know how difficult it is to obtain the secrets related to Shinto." Li Xingming smiled bitterly, paused for a moment, and said:
"Relevant information, buying it in Wentian Pavilion is a starting point for more than a thousand spiritual essences. This is already the price of a fourth-grade magic weapon!"
"And they also made it clear that the relevant information is just a variety of unconfirmed secrets. Whether it is useful or not, and whether it is true or not, cannot be guaranteed at all."
Wang Zijia was stunned for a while. He only had a few secrets and biographies, but he dared to offer a starting price of 10 million French dollars?
Is the intelligence business so wild?
What level of profit is this?
At this moment, Wang Zijia fully realized why Wentian Pavilion could be independent from the six major forces in the Zhenling Domain and had always been the one sitting on the fence and watching the scenery.
The two of them were chatting as they walked forward.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the two left the Changbao area and entered the mountain area bordering Changbao and Feixian Sect.
The speed didn't slow down much, but occasionally the two of them would drop streaks of spiritual light in tacit agreement, killing some monsters.
Prevent them from chasing them and making too much noise.
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(End of chapter)
