Wang Zijia shook his head speechlessly. There are not many people in the Li family's royal family who are really brave!
Turning his hands, he took out a statue and said: "This thing can be divided into more than ten thousand statues. One for each state is enough. If there are not enough, don't worry."
"My grandson understands!" Li Jianye took the things and said respectfully.
Wang Zijia waved his hand and said goodbye again: "Is there anything else? If not, just go down!"
"Follow the decree of our ancestors!" Li Jianye bowed respectfully and quietly retreated.
Wang Zijia was about to enter the house. When he turned around, he found An Xingsheng still standing next to him, with a thoughtful look on his face, looking like he had benefited a lot.
He became interested and asked: "What do you think?"
Suddenly asked by Wang Zijia, An Xingsheng was stunned and said: "Jianye Shenjun acts simply and directly, but he can get to the point. If disciples want to serve the pulse master well, they should learn from Shenjun."
Wang Zijia: "······"
Are all of these people focused on the wrong things?
Wang Zijia rolled his eyes. He was really out of his mind to ask this guy these things.
Without saying a word, he turned around and prepared to go back to the house.
But after taking only two steps, he suddenly paused, turned around and said, "I almost forgot something serious because of your interruption!"
"Disciple knows his mistake!" An Xingsheng said immediately.
Wang Zijia slapped him on the forehead and said, "You're wrong, you big-headed devil. If you want to imitate that guy Li Jianye, don't imitate him. You're acting like a big eunuch."
An Xingsheng: "······"
Wang Zijia complained silently, while thinking, he quickly sketched, and after a moment, several pages appeared.
"You go to the Seven Peaks for me and ask the headmaster brother to help me prepare these things. Time is a little tight and I need to prepare them before the immortal celebration."
"Well, some things may be difficult to obtain. If our sect doesn't have them, let him find some other sects. The entire Zhenling Domain should still have them."
"Tell him, don't be afraid of owing favors or anything. I will take action to enlighten some people later. It's not too late for them to be happy!"
Hearing this, An Xingsheng carefully took the page and said, "Disciple understands!"
"Well, let's go!" After saying that, Wang Zijia turned around and entered the room, while Lei Ting continued to be his doorkeeper.
An Xingsheng hurriedly left Baitao Peak and headed straight for Qifeng with the pages.
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Wang Zijia first came to the underground space of Baitao Peak and the corpse storage warehouse.
Although seven years was not a short period of time, there was still great chaos in the Zhenling Territory, and naturally there were many corpses. But storage space is limited.
Even though Zhinao had used all the underground palaces that Wang Zijia had dug out in Qifumai, Tianhong Dynasty, Changbao Chu Family, Burial Sword Valley and other places to store and seal corpses.
It is still full long ago, otherwise the Seven Trees would not have piled up to the level of fifth-level spiritual plants so quickly.
You know, Qishu is a real person who relies on quantity to become tough.
Therefore, after this period of time, Wang Zijia came to extract the rhythm of pollution whenever he had time. Within a month of stopping, he had almost disposed of the corpses.
Threads spread out from the whole body, sucking out the corpses in the last area, and then threw the corpses to Da Chou and Five Ghosts and ignored them.
He immediately jumped into the Duobao Realm, and also came to the strange underground space of the Duobao Realm.
After passing through a series of strange meat fields, we came to a somewhat evil statue of a god.
The statue turned its head and showed a strange smile to Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia responded with a bright smile, but under the red light and the strange environment, he looked even weirder.
The next moment, Wang Zijia's spirit stepped out from his body, grabbed the bloody book, and rushed into the sculpture.
At this moment, Wang Zijia's perspective changed dramatically.
At this moment, he seemed to be floating in the sky and saw an area covered by a network of statues, just like his divine kingdom.
Although he has a divine status and can absorb incense to a certain extent, he has not practiced Shinto techniques, has no divine personality, and does not even have an ancient imperial talisman call.
Therefore, it is impossible to completely achieve the point where every thought must be known, and the mind can coexist with thousands of believers.
However, a statue of a god made from a variety of strange beads can also be achieved to a certain extent.
······
As Wang Zijia stepped into the statue of the god, the statue burst into intense aura.
At the same time, the common people in Wanyu Sect, Huanxi Sect, Bone Soul Temple, Blood Demon Sect, and other places, various towns in more than half of the Zhenling Realm, and the statue of Wang Zijia standing in the Qinglian Realm, all have their names. A little subtle light.
It seems that as long as Wang Zijia is willing, he can use the statue as a body to appear everywhere and realize the divine descent.
Wang Zijia, however, did not alarm anyone. He looked at most of the Spirit-Suppressing Realm covered by many statues below and thought about it.
In an instant, thousands of lights seemed to light up in the Zhenling Domain.
Dots of incense fly out from the longevity tablets in countless families, which are the condensed results of their daily prayers.
Like moths to a flame, they converged on the statues of gods in various state capitals.
The next moment, thousands of incense light pillars soared into the sky.
Following the guidance of the annihilation, they all gathered in the sky above the Duobao Realm, condensed into a huge pillar of incense light, and fell directly.
Passed through the surface and fell into the idol.
"I beg you, Wang Xianzun, who helps me in distress, to bless my family to be safe and sound, free from illness and disaster!"
"I ask the merciful Immortal Lord to kill these demons."
"Immortal Lord, how can there be such a thing as the Blood Demon Holy Cult in this world?"
"······"
At this moment, Wang Zijia's brain exploded, and along with the incense, countless people prayed.
This is an exaggerated view of the pollution of the mortal world, but it is actually mixed with the madness of many people, as well as the pollution caused by some believers' sins.
This is one of the fundamental reasons why Shen Hong banned the gods in the Fourth Age.
When believers become possessed by madness, their faith often does not disappear, but instead they turn into deformed fanatic believers.
And that madness and pollution will, along with the strong belief, extend to the gods he believes in.
Even if the god is very powerful, if this kind of pollution accumulates too much, it will quickly degenerate and change, and eventually turn into an evil and crazy god.
Then Nie Zhuan polluted the entire group of people who believed in him because of his faith, turning all believers into a group of lunatics.
Once madness begins, the gods will become key nodes in the madness network, server-like sources of infection, and ultimately genocide.
This is what the so-called divine evil has caused, and all races have gone crazy!
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As Wang Zijia heard these prayers, the core sculptures of the gods began to change rapidly.
It seemed to come alive, with a sly smile, and more arms and faces began to grow on its body, gradually transforming into something indescribable. It seemed like there were countless people struggling inside it.
Fortunately, Wang Zijia was well prepared. The moment the madness invaded him, he hid in the sea of chaotic consciousness.
Under the illumination of the golden scale, an incense weight was quickly born and grew up rapidly.
Wang Zijia didn't know the upper limit of what he could bear, so he didn't dare to wait any longer.
"Value +17.45 million!"
"Value +20.98 million!"
"Value +32.15 million!"
"······"
The accumulation of incense by hundreds of millions of people in seven years is still very impressive. With the influx of massive incense, Wang Zijia's value increased rapidly, but the statues outside stopped mutating.
This lasted for most of the day before all the movement subsided.
Then Wang Zijia returned to his body and took out the elixir gourd, which contained the low-level elixirs refined by Wan Yu during this period, as well as the previous accumulation.
Wang Zijia also started to eat and stuff again.
Another lot of value has been recorded.
"Value +14.4 billion!"
After doing this for two days, Wang Zijia absorbed all the accumulation.
Daoxing: six thousand years (10 billion/10 billion)
Tai Chi: 21.1 billion
Wang Zijia looked at the value, and then turned his attention to the formation he had just learned.
The Array of Stars in the Sky·The Beginning (1 Billion/10 Billion Before Beginner)
The inheritance of the eighth-grade elementary level would cost 200 billion to complete, so naturally he wouldn't be able to do it in a short time.
But he doesn't need great achievements to set up the formation!
[Do you want to consume 19 billion worth of points to upgrade the eighth-level Dao Code: Array of Stars to Mastery? 】
"yes!"
The Array of Stars in the Sky·The Beginning (Proficient in 20 Billion/100 Billion)
Tai Chi: 2.1 billion
With Wang Zijia's confirmation and the rapid exchange of value, this time, the perception of the spell was completely different from the previous one.
Wang Zijia fell directly into a trance and did not feel any information suddenly emerge.
He only felt that he was getting lighter and lighter, constantly floating upward, as if he had traveled through endless time and space and arrived in the unknown starry sky.
The stars here shine brightly and emit brilliant light.
The next moment, the stars connected together and became a magical whole.
A terrifying force was born on it.
Wang Zijia seemed to have merged into the stars and became a member of the stars. Only then did he realize that these stars seemed to be human beings?
In other words, they are all immortals!
At the core of the formation, a purple star shone, and a pair of strange eyes looked towards Wang Zijia as if they sensed something.
At this moment, Wang Zijia felt a power that could destroy the world and destroy the world. It was extremely terrifying!
The next moment, the stars fluctuated, as if they wanted to say something to Wang Zijia.
However, before Wang Zijia could realize it carefully, the void shattered, and an endless bloody giant foot stepped towards him, or in other words, stepped towards the formation.
"boom!"
In an instant, the heaven and earth were shattered, the world was destroyed, and there was a strong ominous atmosphere, and madness poured into the world.
"Um!"
Wang Zijia groaned and woke up with a pale complexion, and her mind was shaken.
"That was... inheritance just now? Is it the same holy realm inheritance as Duobao Daozhuan?"
"No, this inheritance is much more direct and precise. It doesn't have the power to sow the whole world like Duobao Dao. It should be a very precise inheritance!"
"Also, what is that bloody giant foot at the end?"
"Weng!"
Wang Zijia had no time to think more, and was pulled back to reality by the strange movement around him.
He was floating in the sky at the moment, with a big hole below him that led straight to the ground.
Apparently, he came up from somewhere just now.
(End of chapter)
