Under a strange pull, Wang Zijia's mind came to a pure white world.
It seems infinitely big and infinitely small here.
"Welcome the Immortal Lord to the virtual world for the first time. Do you need to set up an initial identity and disguise yourself?"
An exquisite and perfect girl appeared in front of Wang Zijia.
With her princess dress and long purple hair, the lifelike 'Hatsune Miku' appeared before her eyes!
Wang Zijia: "······"
Isn’t it a bit of a dick-level mistake to set up the weapon spirit like this?
As an artificial intelligence in the virtual world, we serve the general public!
All the disciples should know about his strange habits of the World-Transferring Immortal Lord by now!
The ghost knows that this is the development path of the mechanical intelligence of the gods!
Awkward!
"No setting, no modification, just leave it like this!" Wang Zijia suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, put the embarrassment behind him, and whispered.
The next moment, Wang Zijia felt a familiar and strange sense of time travel. The soul had passed through some special world, which was completely different from the fantasy world that entered the sect.
This world seems to really exist, somewhere between reality and fiction! ! !
It’s not pure fantasy!
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After a while, Wang Zijia saw the boundless sea of clouds, countless floating islands suspended in the sky, and countless monks and mortals living among them.
But isn't he a little big at the moment? Connecting the sky and the earth, it’s like a giant god opening the sky!
And the moment he appeared, dazzling divine light radiated from his body, and the whole world celebrated his arrival.
For a moment, he had a special feeling, as if he could shape the world in any way as long as he wanted, just like a creator god.
This huge movement shocked countless people on the floating island. Some were surprised, and some even started kowtowing directly.
"Why are you making such a big noise!" Wang Zijia silently turned off these special effects manually.
There are some aspects of this machine spirit that are still not completely perfected. This is the fundamental difference between mechanical intelligence and traditional intelligence.
After calming down, Wang Zijia quietly entered each floating island.
There are all kinds of strange things on floating islands, including saints' monasteries, fairy palaces, ghost cities and underworlds, and mysterious realms.
Over the past hundreds of years, people have created various wonderful places in legends and legends here, and countless people live in them.
After getting familiar with the world for a moment, Wang Zijia showed an expression of surprise.
This virtual world seems to be more suitable for him to integrate the current forces of all parties to create a headquarters.
Whether it’s the style or the ease of entry!
Because to enter the virtual world, you only need to be able to connect to the 'server'!
The clones of gods and demons can be used as signal receiving base stations!
Compared with the Duobao World, not only can you achieve a higher level of force here, but it is also more seamless.
"What an unexpected surprise!"
Time passed quickly as Wang Zijia continued to become familiar with the various changes in the Qinglian world.
In the blink of an eye, it’s been a month.
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The Old Continent, the former core continent of the Qinglian World, is now the breeding base in the Qinglian Continent.
Wang Zijia once again came to the first forbidden area, in front of the life forbidden area.
Qinglian Realm is now his base camp. Even when he becomes an immortal, his strength is enough, and the foundation of his Taoism is solid, he plans to swallow the world's magic.
Therefore, how can a vicious beast be allowed to sleep soundly beside the couch?
Well, the premise is that it can be solved. If it can't be solved, just sleep and sleep, and you won't lose a piece of meat? !
Monks, when the bottom line is not involved, the standards must be flexible enough!
Your life is important, there is no shame in it!
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This time, there were also a group of Holy Land bosses who came together, and they were all looking at the gray mist-shrouded world in front of them in trance.
"Huh? You have explored it many times, right?" Wang Zijia looked at it for a moment and said in surprise.
All the disciples were stunned. In an instant, they all stared at Zong Bixue.
Only this deviant and rebellious guy could violate the Immortal Lord's prohibition and explore quietly.
"Excuse me, Immortal Master, but the demons kept in captivity by my disciples have occasionally gone mad and rushed in for some reason in recent years." Zong Bixue replied.
"Is that so? Did these crazy people bring you any news?" Wang Zijia didn't reveal anything, but said with a half-smile.
Zong Bixue said with sweat on his forehead: "No, no, there is no news from them all."
"Then bring two more ferocious beasts over here, and I'll give them a try too, and see what the consequences of going crazy are." Wang Zijia said as such.
Zong Bixue's face froze, thinking that Wang Zijia was going to call for punishment, so he immediately knelt down and said, "Disciple, I know your crime!"
"I mean literally, I want you to bring two guys over." Wang Zijia shook his head and said:
"You are already the Holy Lord of the First Realm, what's the crime in doing this? Of course, if you cause a big mess, you will have to bear the blame yourself!"
Zong Bixue was stunned for a moment, and once again realized the enlightenment of this Immortal Lord. Immediately, his mind moved slightly.
"Boom!"
"Roar!"
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the breeding park outside. Several huge ferocious beasts were running towards this side, roaring at everyone.
Zong Bixue raised his hand and moved slightly, and the ferocious beast that barely offered wine was imprisoned and brought to Wang Zijia.
"Immortal Lord, these ferocious beast disciples can only have rough control, and cannot obey the instructions like spiritual beasts."
Wang Zijia didn't take it seriously and looked at several tall ferocious beasts in front of him. Finally, he turned his attention to a three-meter-tall, deformed monster wolf with horns on its head and six horse hooves under its body.
He floated to the demon wolf, raised his hand and fed the demon seed to the demon wolf in the form of a special elixir. After it was completely eroded, Wang Zijia threw it in casually.
The gray mist surged for a moment and returned to its original state again.
This time, unlike before, Wang Zijia was completely unaware. Although Wang Zijia still failed to observe any useful information in his chaotic sea of consciousness and quickly lost his perception of the demon seeder, he felt the difference.
"Does the thing that enters die instantly? Does it become infected, transform into something evil instantly, or does it just go in and disappear?"
"And it can sense death. In other words, it should be able to transfer through the sea of chaotic consciousness?"
After frowning and thinking for a moment, Wang Zijia once again chose a deformed ferocious tiger with fleshy wings on its back. After finishing the demon cultivation, Wang Zijia did not throw it in directly.
But with a thought, the fierce tiger's body began to squirm and collapse, as if being squeezed by an invisible human skin, and quickly became smaller.
After a moment, when the invisible human skin was completely worn on the fierce tiger's body, another Wang Zijia appeared.
If it weren't for leaving a pair of evil flesh wings on purpose, it would be almost impossible for anyone to tell the difference between the real thing and the fake one.
After completing the possession of the skin demon clone, Wang Zijia no longer escaped into the chaotic sea of consciousness and hid, as before, in order to peek into the opponent's vision and see the scene inside.
Instead, he used his spiritual thoughts to stay in the skin demon clone, controlled his body and looked at each other, then tensed up and stepped into it.
Through the mist, Wang Zijia felt a trance.
The next moment, a strong infection hit.
Wang Zijia felt familiar for a while.
'Is this... rich incense? '
It's just incense and mist, somewhat similar to what his idol transformed, but also completely different.
There is the pollution of strange fog, and there is also the noise of red dust and toxins from incense.
This kind of erosion is extremely rapid, like a violent storm.
"ah······"
"Master Miaodao, please save this disciple!"
"God, open your eyes!"
Along with the erosion, there seemed to be countless people roaring, roaring, mourning, and praying in his mind. Even with Wang Zijia's mind and spirit, he fell into a trance.
Fortunately, Wang Zijia was prepared, and the red copper weight of the skin demon appeared, quickly exchanging the surging infection.
But the noise in my mind could not subside.
Because in addition to the various noises caused by the incense and strange smells, there are also noises that are constantly eroded from the outside.
A large amount of garbage information filled his mind, and Wang Zijia couldn't handle it at all. It was as if hundreds of millions of people were forced into it, constantly roaring, lamenting, and praying in his mind.
"Value +3087!"
"Value +1242!"
"······"
During this process, the strange mist that failed to corrode and pollute him instantly seemed to increase the intensity of the erosion.
The next moment, he was enveloped in surging mist, which kept intruding into his body like mercury.
"Immortal Lord! Spare your life, Immortal Lord!"
"Miao Dao Immortal Lord, please save my child!"
"God, what the hell is going on!"
"·······"
As the infection intensified, the various noises filling his brain became more crowded. The skin demon was fine, but this ray of spiritual thought could no longer be endured.
"Wave!"
The next moment, his spiritual thoughts were washed away by countless thoughts.
Wang Zijia, who had flesh wings on his back, trembled for a moment. A piece of human skin lightning detached from the tiger demon's body, penetrated into its chaotic sea of consciousness, and disappeared without a trace.
And those infections seemed to have found their true owner, and went directly towards the tiger demon to pollute them, completing their strange transformation in an instant and disappearing without a trace.
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Outside, Wang Zijia suddenly opened his eyes.
"Um!"
There was a slight muffled sound, and the breath fluctuated for a moment, obviously suffering a small loss.
"Immortal Lord!"
"Master!"
"Master, are you okay?"
Everyone felt this and asked nervously.
Wang Zijia waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it's just that a ray of spiritual thoughts were washed away."
After everyone heard this, they quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then should we still explore? Why don't the Immortal Lord find the true immortal from the sect after the boundary is determined?" Mo Yunzi said.
Although we don't know what kind of cultivation level Wang Zijia has, everyone has roughly guessed that Wang Zijia can survive the tribulation, so he cannot be a monk in the third realm of immortality.
Wang Zijia: "······"
True immortal? How dare you think!
Wang Zijia waved his hand and said: "It's useless. The energy level in this world is here, no matter who comes. At the same level, no one in the entire universe can be stronger than me."
His tone was indifferent, but he was absolutely confident.
While everyone was slightly shocked, they were also surprised.
The stronger Wang Zijia is, the more advantageous it will be for them to go up.
After all, no matter how you calculate it, they should all be from the Jade Talisman lineage.
These days, preparations for integration are also based on the Jade Talismans.
"Besides... I seem to have some knowledge of this thing!"
As long as the perception of being able to escape in an emergency is correct, for Wang Zijia, the door to this forbidden land has been slowly opened!
Wang Zijia ignored everyone's different looks and came to a ferocious beast again, repeating his old tricks.
Seed demon, skin demon upper body.
But this time, it was not the divine mind that took over his body, but Wang Zijia's infant god.
After preparing everything, Wang Zijia walked through the gray fog again with a slightly nervous expression and entered the seemingly undefended forbidden area.
There was another trance, and I felt the familiar and violent infection again.
The strong smell of incense, but with endless madness and weirdness, like a mysterious mist. But compared with the simple infection of the strange mist transformed by the idol, it is more crazy and poisonous than the incense.
"Value +5876!"
"······"
As the pollution was exchanged away from time to time, that kind of messy, another level of mental pollution filled Wang Zijia's mind.
It seemed like countless people were roaring in my mind.
But Wang Zijia, who had been prepared for a long time and had cast a set of meditation techniques on himself in advance, was very calm at the moment.
Although he still didn't have time to explore the situation around him and sense the outside world, he was not as exhausted as he was the first time.
His mind was still exploding, but Wang Zijia's heart was as quiet as death, with no emotion at all, and the increasing pollution was turned into a massive amount of material.
However, Wang Zijia's expression became tense, ready to retreat at any time.
Although pollution is a qualification for him, there is an upper limit to the pollution any monk can bear, and Wang Zijia is no exception.
If the pollution in a moment reaches his limit, then he has no chance to redeem it.
"Value +50 million!"
Daoxing: One thousand years (410 million/500 million)
About a quarter of an hour later, when the infection reached a certain limit, it disappeared without any reason, without any trace of it.
Probably.
Nie: Silly Que comes to visit again. It’s so delicious!
Nie: This bone is a bit hard!
Nie: Damn, my teeth are so weak that I can’t bite!
Nie: It turns out this is not something edible!
Pollution cursed and walked away, leaving a look of contempt on you!
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As the pollution stopped invading, the noise in Wang Zijia's mind began to subside.
I no longer have all kinds of things rushing in every minute. Although it still feels noisy, I can now free up my energy and check my surroundings.
The moment his perception returned, Wang Zijia was excited.
Slippery, crowded, cold, noisy.
The strange touch almost made Wang Zijia's hair explode.
The dark world was like the deepest part of hell, surrounded by countless cold corpses or resentful spirits, crowded together with Wang Zijia.
He seemed to be in a ghost flesh ball, constantly crowded with everyone!
They roared, shouted, and prayed, as if they would never be able to escape for the rest of their lives.
At the same time, countless hands pulled Wang Zijia towards the bottom of the pitch-black endless abyss.
"What the hell is this!"
The somewhat explosive Wang Zijia's mana stirred slightly, and the shield opened up a small space.
"Roar!"
The next moment, the entire ghost pile began to riot.
Originally, she turned a blind eye to Wang Zijia, thinking that he was just a pile of ghosts of the same kind, and rushed towards him directly.
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ps: It’s the last two days, take a look at the ballot folder, some have voted!
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