Wang Zijia frowned slightly, then looked up at Zhang Decheng in astonishment and said: "The poster is talking about the alliance...then why are you sending me to do this?"
Zhang Decheng said with a smile: "Since the discovery of Zhuoxian's aura more than a year ago, the higher-ups have indeed been negotiating continuously about the three sects joining forces again."
"But the origin of this matter is, after all, a matter between our sect and the Bone Soul Temple. It seems too much like an excuse to drag the two sects into the water together. The credibility is already questionable."
"In addition, in recent years, it has been rare to have such a calm period, and the two sects do not want to be drawn into a big melee among the six sects again."
"So I've been putting it off, but what happened half a month ago has completely exposed Qi Chounu's general situation, and the negotiations should be accelerated."
"As for sending you, it's more about influencing its internal affairs. Stimulated by conflicts, there is demand, which can save the sect from bloodshed during negotiations. Do you think that with the means of you and a few others, you can really pry Mobilize the imperial court to join the war?"
Hearing this, Wang Zijia felt enlightened for a while.
Therefore, if he has not done anything about the mission before the alliance begins, then although the mission cannot be considered a failure, it will definitely not be called a success.
"Disciple understands!"
"As long as you know!"
The two chatted for a long time, and finally Zhang Decheng habitually asked Wang Zijia some matters related to his cultivation. After giving some pointers, Wang Zijia withdrew.
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"You're out of seclusion!" As soon as he floated down from the sky, Xiang Feifei flew up and threw herself into Wang Zijia's arms.
"Yes!" Wang Zijia smiled and hugged him into his arms, stroking his hair.
Speaking of which, it can be said that they just broke the window paper. After enjoying their honeymoon for a few days, Wang Zijia began to go on "business trips" in the name of seclusion for a whole year.
But Xiang Feifei never complained at all.
If it were Ge's previous life, he might not know what happened!
No matter what the customs and culture of this life were, he did not take them for granted. He paid attention to Xiang Feifei's good deeds.
After two lifetimes of experience, he is not too obsessed with women!
Therefore, I will live up to you, and I will give you my heart in exchange for it. Just look at each other for a long time!
It is really difficult for a person to find someone who truly stays with him for the rest of his life!
Life is very difficult in just a few decades, let alone longer!
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The two of them lingered tenderly for most of the day before they recovered their magical powers.
"Do you still want to go into seclusion?" As he spoke, Xiang Feifei looked up at Wang Zijia expectantly and added, "Are you ready to leave seclusion?"
Wang Zijia stretched out his hand and rubbed the other person's head, and said, "I will be in seclusion for a while."
When Xiang Feifei heard this, the expectation in her eyes receded slightly, but she did not feel disappointed or have any other emotions.
Wang Zijia smiled gently and added: "But I should be able to go out for a walk often. After I'm done with my work for a while, how about I accompany you all over the world? How about going to Feixian and Daqian?"
The best thing for him to do next is to completely remove himself. Showing your face is a good thing.
After finishing the work, I will probably be able to go to most places in Zhenling Realm!
"Really!" Xiang Feifei said in surprise. Then she remembered something again. Without waiting for Wang Zijia to answer, she shook her head and said:
"Forget the past few years, let's wait a few years before talking about it. In these years, it is not safe for the serious Ying Shen Daxiu to go out."
Wang Zijia smiled and did not answer.
In this way, the two of them talked warmly and talked a lot.
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In the Baitaofeng underground base.
After day by day development, the underground base has become a huge underground palace complex.
The dark red crystal ground is the main color, and the top is covered with flesh-like tentacle roots, which are constantly squirming and decorating the ceilings of all the underground palaces. Some of them extend to the surrounding walls, like decoration.
In the aisles, you can see three-dimensional paper figures that are either dull or normal, walking and wandering like clay dolls as funerary objects. The paper figures are light in color and have many stains, as if they had been buried in the ground for a long time and had just been unearthed.
Under the leadership of the real-life clones of Wang Zijia, they patrol, maintain, repair, and expand formations, carry goods, go to docking stations, collect evil corpses, and transport goods.
There is not a single living person in the entire underground palace, but it is running in full swing. Under the extraordinary prosperity, it is full of weirdness and evil.
It's like a strange realm that has already been formed. The evil atmosphere is so deep that it is comparable to the underworld!
When the monks come in, they may be frightened.
However, Wang Zijia himself didn't know if he was used to being tricked by mana. He was becoming more and more accustomed to these ghosts.
There is no way, as long as anything he comes up with is a little less orthodox, let alone the black area, as long as the dust is thrown away, the final thing that comes out will become very coquettish.
He is used to it even if he is not used to it!
So Wang Zijia came to the underground base and saw such a strange scene. He actually took the initiative to selectively block these strange things and only paid attention to this prosperous scene.
Quite satisfied and proud!
Come to think of it, many evil heretics were raised like this!
No reason, Wang Zijia thought happily!
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After a while, Wang Zijia made a general inspection, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with the underground palace, he stopped thinking about it.
We arrived at the largest and most core warehouse area of the underground base.
Bodies have been received year after year, and no matter how much underground space there is, it still exceeds the accommodation standard. However, with the spiritual clone, there are means of thinking and coping, and it is no longer a mechanical operation.
In the past, Wang Zijia would clean up the corpses every few months and extract the evil seeds for contamination. The remaining corpses would be eaten by Qishu and the Five Ghosts, and the bones would be used to refine weapons.
The standard is to crush the monster's bones and suck out its marrow without leaving any residue behind. It uses this resource extremely rationally!
However, Wang Zijia did not collect it for a long time. When the warehouse could no longer store it, the spiritual clone would seal the body into pages and store it in a book.
Even so, after a year, the corpses initially collected began to show signs of evil.
If Wang Zijia doesn't come back, it is estimated that some of them will be thrown directly to the seven arts by the spiritual clones, and they will be eaten together with the unabsorbed pollution.
Therefore, when Wang Zijia came to some of the earliest corpse warehouses, what he saw was that pages of books were placed in sealing formations like enshrinements.
On the entire page, the piles of broken or complete corpses that were originally painted have turned into piles of squirming flesh.
On the mountain of flesh and blood, all kinds of tentacles were densely covered, as if they were alive on the paper, gathering into groups, and some even had various sprouts sprouting from the paper, like roots, growing on the shelf where the paper pages were placed.
The shelf holding the book pages was covered with all kinds of meatballs like dripping wax.
The already weird warehouse became even scarier than the demon cultivator's warehouse. It turned into a monster nursery, shrouded in ominousness, evil and terrifying.
Wang Zijia didn't pay any attention to it. Even the Five Ghosts, who were originally very afraid of the underground palace and had a psychological shadow on the underground, probably hadn't been here for a long time, so they were less afraid and more eager.
After all, they haven't had a good meal for more than half a year.
As for Big Ugly, when it traveled through time and space, it was trapped in the Chaotic Sea of Consciousness along with several magic weapons. However, for some reason, its state has been a bit strange and it has been sleeping.
Especially after Wang Zijia accepted the origin of time and space and traveled back through time, he fell into a deep sleep.
Fortunately, its innate ability could still be used, so Wang Zijia let it sleep!
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In the warehouse, Wang Zijia looked at the pages one by one, and with a thought in his mind, one page exploded. There wasn't a lot of body parts falling out.
A squirming mountain of flesh and blood that looked like an aggregation monster suddenly appeared in the warehouse. It didn't look like a dead thing at all, just like a demon that was about to be reborn.
The blood-red mana gathered into dense threads, extended from Wang Zijia's body, inserted into the mountain of flesh, and began to continuously absorb pollution.
"Value +456!"
"Value +543!"
"······"
Countless pollution was absorbed by Wang Zijia and quickly converted into value.
"Gulu!"
The five ghosts drooled as they looked at the huge mass of flesh and blood that gradually stopped moving, as if they were seeing fermented and delicious food.
After a while, when Wang Zijia finished drinking, they couldn't wait to rush forward and start feasting.
On the ceiling, the flesh-like tentacle tree roots also hung down and began to join in the fight for food.
"Kaka, tsk tsk!"
"Gulu!"
"······"
The sounds of swallowing, sucking, and chewing vied together like a symphony.
It adds a bit of unique background music to the terrifying underground palace!
On the other hand, dark red threads swam all over Wang Zijia's body, constantly extracting pollution, turning the already terrifying underground warehouse into a super scary scene of demons dancing together.
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This draft took most of the day.
"Value +31.04 million!"
Daoxing: eight hundred years (170 million/200 million)
Tai Chi: 22.61 million
Legal money: 1.01 million
Daogong: 2.11 million
Merit: 70
A year of accumulation has brought him one step closer to the peak of the Infant God. As for the hundreds of thousands more in Dharma money and the millions in Taoist skills, they are the gains of more than a year's Jade Talismans.
That's right, he, a new venture that had only been established for a few years, no longer invested at a loss, but began to make a profit.
It’s not the kind of profit that Wang Zijia makes by squeezing the bottom, but there are really enough profits to pay him dividends, and it’s not too small!
At least for Xinmai, it was a huge income.
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After dealing with the evil corpse, Wang Zijia came to the Duobao Demon World without stopping.
With a thought, a piece of broken human skin broken into four pieces appeared, with a red copper weight circulating around it.
Wang Zijia looked at his skin-demon body like a second incarnation with some distress!
Fortunately, there is an extension of the Dao Fruit with red copper weights. Otherwise, if the skin is damaged like this, it probably cannot be repaired, and the skin will have to be peeled off again to make a tool.
Wang Zijia himself still remembers the pain! ! !
(End of chapter)
