Of course, due to the lack of value, Daozhang is not the kind to become successful right out of the gate.
Chapter 3 of The Pseudo God's Word·Fifth-grade low-level (minor success 110 million/200 million)
Chapter Three of the Pseudo God's Word: A new generation of inherited Tao was born from the monks' fusion of false Tao, incantation, preaching, inheritance, burial, mind and spirit, etc. This Tao is more suitable for enlightenment due to the fusion of many special Tao traditions.
Introduction: Immortal touches my head, knots my hair and brings longevity. Boy, you know how to show off. If you teach me well, you have understood this path. You have the potential to pretend to be an ancient immortal god and gain immortality.
Of course, without cheating, it’s just parroting what you say, and it’s just superficial!
Tai Chi: 1.13 million
Seeing that the fifth-grade Dao Zhang Taoism belonging to the Infant God has been completed, he is not far away from his soul.
Once the items are processed after the war and the spiritual items arrive, you can probably try to break through the soul.
I hope Li Shenghui, the peak tribulation master who controls a great immortal dynasty, can be more effective!
When Wang Zijia's thoughts were complicated, the bodies of the five ghosts beside him also shook, and their auras rose again.
After devouring all the blood pills, they gained much more than Wang Zijia.
It can be said that these five guys are really full of food during this magic sect training. For the first time, their training progress has left Wang Zijia far behind.
Name: Dawa (ghost baby)
Cultivation: Early stage of Yuanshen
Daoxing: One thousand years (450 million/500 million)
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The five ghosts are close to the peak of the early stage of soul! !
Adding up the five, they have gained a full value of 750 million. What an exaggerated figure this is!
According to Wang Zijia's previous estimate, if one person's extraction efficiency of two or three points of value is calculated, this is two to three hundred million lives.
This is just the human elixir that the demon cultivator found in his pocket, including other resources, plus the losses of the old, weak, sick, etc...
In other words, the number of human lives circulating in the market in the short term for more than a hundred demon sects is one billion.
That's right, the Demon Sect is almost using human lives, or young lives, for currency circulation.
Take human elixir blood money as the carrier!
The demon sect calls the mortal nations humans and animals, which is really... vivid and vivid!
Realizing this, Wang Zijia was silent for a while.
He is indeed not a good person and does not have a high sense of morality. This can be seen from the fact that he can feed the corpses of five ghosts and human elixirs without any pressure.
But in the face of this, there is still some silence.
He thought he was not a good person, but he suddenly discovered that compared with these demon cultivators, he could really be regarded as a major cultivator of Xuanmen Immortal Sect! ! !
"Sooner or later, the human elixir method of the Zhenling Realm must be eliminated, no, all the human-devouring methods of the Zhenling Realm must be eliminated!"
With his mind turning, Wang Zijia stopped thinking and began to sort out the Taoism.
The promotion of the Infant God's core lineage to the fifth level also brought him an invisible benefit.
The completion of a fourth-grade high-level Taoist Chapter consumes 60 million worth of values. The fusion of his three inherited Taoist Chapters totals 160 million. It should have been 1.8, but one of them was short of 20 million before it could be completed.
Now the core Taoism that has been integrated into the fifth-grade Taoist chapter only has 110 million. So based on previous experience, the missing 50 million should be the extraordinary compensation of the Yingshen Taoism.
In other words, if Wang Zijia wants to break through the Yuanshen, he can only prepare spiritual materials and medicines worth at least 50 million points as the threshold for breakthrough.
Even Wang Zijia probably figured out to what extent the value of the time-space magical power needed to be filled.
Therefore, if he doesn't break the seed and breaks through the value of the soul, he can already figure it out clearly.
It will probably cost about 400 million degrees, which is similar to the previous estimate, except that the extraordinary compensation required for the core of the Three Great Traditions was not calculated before.
"We still need 100 million French dollars. It seems that after all the resources are processed this time, it may not be enough after allocating it. But I think even if it is worse, it won't be much different."
"By the way, I still owe the sect 10,000 great merits, which is more than 100 million Dharma money!"
"Damn it, the more I practice, the poorer I get. I don't have any less money. Why, the higher I practice, the more my pockets not bulge, but start to shrink, and now they are all in the negative!"
After initially sorting out his accounts, Wang Zijia found that he was on the verge of bankruptcy and was in urgent need of an accountant and a financial manager!
"Practice... is so difficult!!!"
"The ability I want most is: to be rich! Grandpa, can you support me!"
Wang Zijia was speechless for a moment as he was thinking about all kinds of jokes from his previous life.
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In the days that followed, it was rare for him to calm down.
The entire Zhenling Realm has entered a rare moment of calm, as if it has entered a peaceful era.
Post-war supplies began to be digested through various channels.
While Wang Zijia was practicing his own Taoist skills every day, he would occasionally show up at White Peach Peak or take a stroll in Buried Sword Valley.
More time is spent encapsulating the magic and getting familiar with oneself.
Time flies, and it’s two months again.
On this day, Wang Zijia, who had not been to the fairyland for a long time, came to the fairyland.
The place is still so lively. In the square, among all kinds of spiritual objects, a lot of magical artifacts with inflated prices are on sale.
These days, Wang Zijia also understands why the prices of these things are generally exaggerated.
Because when fighting magic cultivators, these things have miraculous effects!
It is not afraid of being contaminated by the evil seeds in the body of the demon cultivator, and while avoiding damage to the natal magic weapon, it can also contaminate the opponent in reverse.
You need to be careful when using sacrificial refining. These crappy things either have negative effects that affect the mind and can easily make people go crazy, or they can easily be polluted in a bad state.
High market demand has created such a strange market.
It also created a good Yi Xian Sect dojo, which was like a ghost market of demon cultivators!
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Instead of wandering around in the square, they came to a small circle belonging to their lineage.
"I've been very busy lately. There hasn't been any trouble on the defensive line for two months. Can you believe it?"
"Let's discuss the alliance again, I guess a war is really going to break out!"
"We are discussing an alliance. What does it have to do with the Demon Sect? Are they planning a truce for us?"
Wang Zijia glanced at the disciple who spoke in surprise, seeing that he was a newly promoted disciple. Everyone around him also looked at him as if he were an idiot.
"Junior brother... is it possible that the Demon Sect is not from the same family?"
"Well······"
"You don't think that Bone Soul Temple is going to fight three against one, do you? Even Wentian Pavilion might want to join us!"
"In other words, they are also discussing alliance matters?"
"With those crazy people from the Demon Sect, can this be possible?"
"I guess it's easier than us!"
"Yes, let's get the Zhuoxian thing out. If they use the temptation to become immortals to form an alliance, it will be much easier than us sharing the same enemy!"
"Yes, interests are always more important than friendship!"
"Senior Brother Qi, it's important to have time and affection!"
"I just sighed."
"By the way, Senior Brother Gu, how is your ancestor doing? I heard he was seriously injured last time!"
"Ancestor has been in retreat since he came back, but there should be no big problem!"
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Wang Zijia, who was listening to everyone's discussion, was stunned.
He turned his head and looked at the disciple in question. He was a real person from the Gu family. Wang Zijia knew him, but he wasn't very familiar with him.
The ancestor of the Gu family was injured?
There are only two ancestors of the Gu family, the elderly Gu Yuncheng and the newly promoted Gu Yuebai. In the more than a year since they went to Changbao for missions, he has not had much close contact with the Gu family.
Frowning, after attending the party in the Immortal Fantasy Land, he went to the Netherworld Ghost City again.
His cultivation had improved too quickly, and these two were the only circles he had been in before that were of some use.
After finishing the walk, Wang Zijia felt slightly moved.
The two Gu family members all took the initiative to refine Wang Zijia's jade plate and completed the process of actively planting demons on their own.
After a moment, Wang Zijia's face was filled with astonishment.
"Why did it get so serious?"
He originally thought it was a rumor, spreading rumors and exaggerating, but after all, he didn't hear much news.
As a result, after looking at it, I realized, Damn, Gu Yun Chengdu is about to die! ! !
This situation reminded Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia ducked into the Baitaofeng underground base. In the center of the entire warehouse, there was a huge dome hall.
The hall was very empty, with countless dark tentacles squirming on the ceiling, and seven tentacles extending from the core of the hall.
A root-like altar is formed on the ground.
It looks like there is a vine pillar entangled with flesh and blood in the center of the hall.
There are scattered tree roots above and below the vine pillar.
The entire hall was built around this altar tentacle pillar in a trance.
The pillar is above the ground, about the height of a person, and there is a hollow space of a mesh sphere, with a bloody skull inside: Zhi Nao!
There were countless paper figures around, either carrying supplies and disappearing in transit, or carrying corpses into the warehouse.
The entire hall has become a logistics transfer center for the forces established by Wang Zijia, such as the Demon Suppressing Sect and the Outer Gate Trading Market established by Gou Hongyuan.
The bloody skull is the key to the stable operation of all this.
Wang Zijia came to the skull and was touched.
"Hello Mastermind, what services do you need?"
Wang Zijia said directly: "Create some personal profiles, list some demon-growing targets as key targets, and check them with human skin clones every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. If you encounter relevant requests for help, pay special attention to them."
"Okay mastermind, what are the relevant evaluation criteria?"
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Under Wang Zijia's settings, he quickly classified the target of demon cultivation and divided the archives.
Ignorant of it, Wang Zijiazhen was shocked as soon as he cleaned it up.
The total number of demons he has planted now actually exceeds 100 million!
And it’s not just over 100 million, it’s already hundreds of millions!
It really is······
Wang Zijia was speechless for a while, realizing for the first time that he was a little crazy!
If you continue like this for several decades, half of the Wanyu Sect will be your own! ! !
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The seven peaks of the inner gate are at the foot of Houde Peak, which belongs to the four courtyards of Dan, Qi, Zhen and Fu.
The area belonging to the Gu family's ancestral land is within the forbidden area.
"Ahem!"
Gu Yuncheng sat half-reclined on a recliner, coughing constantly.
A lot of blood mixed with the internal organs and he coughed it up.
The moment he left the body, his flesh and blood turned into crawling mini-imps, ready to pounce on Gu Yuncheng again and bite him.
The next moment, sharp sword energy rushed out, instantly crushing these disgusting things and turning them into powder.
"Ancestor!"
Gu Yuebai, who was already a baby god, looked nervously and worriedly at Gu Yuncheng's constant coughing. At this moment, his face was as golden as paper, like a terminally ill old man.
It was Gu Yuebai who was supposed to go to the front line before, but Gu Yuncheng took Gu Yuebai's position against all opinions, while Gu Yuebai stayed in the clan to guard the whole clan.
Gu Yuncheng, who was already entering his old age, had everyone prepared in mind before setting off. He went with the determination to die.
But being prepared is one thing, but when Gu Yuncheng was quietly sent back, it was difficult to even stand and was carried back directly, the top brass of the Gu family were still in chaos.
After suppressing the entire clan for eight hundred years, who is not currently being looked after by Gu Yuncheng, who has grown up with fear melting away, and fear of getting hurt?
Now the sky of the Gu family is about to collapse!
"Yuebai, your ancestor and I probably won't be able to survive this. From now on, this clan will probably have to rely on you to support us. You may be a little tired. When you are suffering, just grit your teeth. I will hand over the Gu family completely. It’s in your hands!”
Gu Yuncheng could hardly sit or stand. He lay on the chair and looked at Gu Yuebai weakly.
"No, ancestor, you are only over 800 years old. We must live for at least a thousand years!"
"Since it is clear that the fifth-grade life heart pill of the ancestor is not working, I will go to the director of the Alchemy Academy, the ancestor Baohua, to make a furnace of the Life and Creation Pill. There is always a chance."
Even though Gu Yuebai has become an infant god and has been accustomed to high positions for many years, he is a little confused at this moment and said nervously.
How could his ancestor, who had been carrying an umbrella over his head since he was born, leave so suddenly!
"Confused!" Gu Yuncheng reprimanded: "Even if I spend tens of millions and get the pill by luck, so what if I can survive for a hundred years? The Gu family will not be able to survive in the future?"
"In order to let me live for a hundred years and let the Gu family live for hundreds of years, you let me go down. How can you explain to the ancestors?"
"Do you want me to say: My ancestors, my grandson is unfilial, and the Gu family has been chewed up by his grandson?"
"Ancestor, if the resources are gone, you can still make money. At worst, my grandson will go to the battlefield to fight..."
"Gu Yuebai, your wings are strong, aren't they!" Before Gu Yuebai could finish his words, Gu Yuncheng became furious.
"Ancestor..."
"Yuebai! A family like ours, which is on the edge of the inner sect, is already walking tremblingly. I have taught you for so many years, why can't your bloody energy dissipate!"
"For the sake of the family, you can't be a cool swordsman. You understand! I will keep an eye on you after I get down!"
"Ancestor..."
"I understand!"
"Grandson, grandson has made a note of it. The continuation of the family is the priority in everything!" Gu Yuebai said with dim eyes.
"Sigh... I know you are unwilling to give in, but you don't want to think about it. There are so many monks in the world who wield swords. How many of them must die before a baby god can be born, and how many must a soul be born?"
"Most of them turned into withered bones."
"Old ancestor, if I can carry it for a few more years, I'll leave it to you, but the whole clan can count on you in the future."
"Think about the Yue family. It was on par with ours back then. In just three or four years, look at it, it's already been moved to the outer door."
Gu Yuncheng looked at Gu Yuebai and said seriously. This has been said more than once in the past two months.
"My grandson understands!" Gu Yuebai said in a low voice.
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