The next day, Wang Zijia finished breakfast under Bai Qian's service.

As always, when he came to the street, there happened to be a carriage parked at the street corner and there were no customers, Wang Zijia beckoned, and the other party immediately rushed over.

"Immortal Chief, where are you going?" The coachman asked enthusiastically.

"Wan Yu Zhai!" Wang Zijia spoke indifferently and got into the carriage.

"Okay!" The driver replied and drove on.

Passing through the streets, for a moment, the carriage suddenly stopped.

"Why did it stop?" Wang Zijia frowned slightly, and while questioning, he lifted the curtain of the car.

After seeing the surrounding situation clearly, Wang Zijia was stunned.

The carriage stopped in an alley at some point, and the groom was nowhere to be found. In the alley, in front of the carriage, a man stood with his back to the carriage.

"Who told you to fire your nanny, who told you to run to the west of the city to adopt a child? How was it taught to you before activating the lurk? ”

"For half a year, no identity information of the target is allowed to be changed, and absolute silence is maintained, waiting to be enrolled. In case of any attention during the background check. ”

"Didn't you learn that before you started?"

"Just let you be silent for half a year, and after you enter the sect, someone will answer you, so you can't do such a thing?"

"Or do you think that this turmoil has made the adults in the hall almost dead, and you can be lawless?"

"Do you know how many people you lost in order to bury your line urgently, and if you have an accident, you delay the ······?"

As Wang Zijia lifted the car door, the man with his back to him turned around while speaking, and reprimanded Wang Zijia with an angry face.

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned again: "Why did you lose so much weight, damn it, there is a big difference in the shape of your face, how do you maintain it······ Well, who are you? ”

Wang Zijia, who was slightly stunned, was still thinking about whether to be confused, trying to get more information, but after hearing the other party's words, the cold light in his eyes skyrocketed.

With a move of his hand, six spears condensed.

Under the control of Dacheng-level clay, his earth-based techniques have changed greatly.

The spear turned into lightning, two piercing its shoulder, two through its thigh, and two through its palm, and in an instant it was fixed on the wall in the alley.

"Hmm!"

It was only then that the strong man came back to his senses from his surprise, gritted his teeth, and let out a muffled snort to prevent himself from making too much movement.

"Who are you?" The strong man probably looked at Wang Zijia with a slightly distorted face because of his patience and pain, and asked again.

Wang Zijia ignored the other party, jumped out of the carriage, and then looked at the strong man carefully.

An ordinary middle-aged face, with a strong body, revealing a little bit of the breath of a working person. It gives people an extremely ordinary feeling, and looks like a mortal who has worked hard.

Probably because of Wang Zijia's attack, he still subconsciously affected the spiritual power in his body, and his cultivation was not high, a junior boy, and he had been practicing for less than ten years.

"Tell me about the situation." Wang Zijia looked at the other party and said indifferently.

Obviously, this should be the force behind the lurking personnel who he had been worried about before, but never appeared.

"You're not number nine, you're Wang Zijia?" The strong man was stunned when he heard this, hesitated, shook his head and said, "No, you definitely can't be Wang Zijia." After investigating you for several years, it is impossible for such a big mistake! ”

"You don't seem to have figured out the situation yet?" Wang Zijia's eyes were slightly cold, and he didn't answer the other party's words.

"Heh, no matter who you are, those who dare to touch us will not let you go in the hall!" The strong man stared at Wang Zijia with a fierce face.

"Really?"

Wang Zijia's face was slightly cold, and he turned over his hand and took out a jade box, and quickly extracted a little bit of evil seed breath from it.

"You... You..." Looking at Wang Zijia's movements, the strong man who was still fierce suddenly showed horror on his face, looking at the evil seed aura in his hand, as if he had seen some great horror.

"Huh? Do you know this thing? Wang Zijia took the breath of evil seeds, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the strong man.

The strong man was frightened, no longer shouting, and silent.

"Heh, I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin." After that, the mana fluctuated slightly, and the evil seed breath was used as a medium to carry out spiritual root cultivation on the strong man.

The strong man watched the breath enter his mouth, his whole body trembled, and his face was full of fear.

When the spirit root demon was eroding the other party, Wang Zijia actually felt some strange power resisting.

After a few breaths, the red copper weight took Wang Zijia to the other party's sea of knowledge, and a piece of weight emerged.

After a quick rummag for a moment, one by one the weights were summoned.

Weight: Ghost Shadow Skill

Cultivation: The early days of childhood

Value: 834

Introduction: The basic cultivation method of the Demon Gate Bone Soul View Dark Hall has a strong hidden characteristic.

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Weights: Latent Miscellaneous

Value: 67

Introduction: A disciple of the Demon Gate Bone Soul View Dark Hall, who has experienced decades of training, latentness, disguise, and intensive research.

Soul Bone View?

Isn't that the goat-headed man's power?

Although he couldn't search for souls, looking at these two weights, Wang Zijia already had a little understanding. Immediately, Wang Zijia withdrew from Zhihai.

"What did you do to me?" The strong man trembled in horror.

"Bone Soul Observation Dark Hall?" Wang Zijia didn't answer the other party, but raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"You!" The strong man's face was full of shock, and he was speechless for a while.

"Now let's talk about the situation." Wang Zijia said indifferently.

The strong man didn't react, no longer shouting, and didn't reply, Wang Zijia's face was cold, and his heart moved.

"Ah······ Don't, I say, I say! ”

The strong man's whole body trembled, although he didn't know what Wang Zijia had done to him, but he clearly felt that the mana in his body was rioting, as if it was about to explode in the next moment.

What's even more terrifying is that he clearly feels that if he really wants to let the other party do it, he will become a wasted person, cultivate to a complete scrap, and become a mortal. This is more terrible than physical torture.

And his whole person, as if he can be controlled by the other party at will.

"Let's talk about the lurking things about my identity first." Wang Zijia said indifferently.

"A few years ago, we chose your home and started making the shaping gel, identifying and cultivating Nine. It was originally intended for daily diving. ”

"But because there is an urgent need for a group of low-level boys to enter Wanyu Sect to do something, I let your father accidentally get an entry token half a year ago, and then let him die unexpectedly, so as to facilitate the entry operation after replacing you."

The strong man's two sentences allowed Wang Zijia to sort out the causes and consequences of the entire encounter of the original owner's family.

"Who else knows my details?" Wang Zijia frowned slightly, and said with a serious expression.

"No, it's all dead. The line on your side should have been launched for several years. Because there is a need in the Wanyu Sect, it was activated urgently. ”

"But just buried the line, after the list was reported, before the specific operation, because the ghost sheep hall master accidentally discovered the matter of the fairy spirit root, he fought with Wan Yu········ Yes! ”

Between the strong man's words, he didn't know what was triggered, and the whole person suddenly twisted, and the flesh and blood squirmed, as if something was about to emerge from his body.