Flying into the sky, Wang Zijia saw a very spectacular scene.

As far as the eye can see, there are lights everywhere, a piece of magic weapon, and a paper kite, all of which are taking off one after another, flying towards one place.

Especially in the building complex where Wang Zijia is located and several surrounding rune lineages, there are many paper kites flying, and as far as the eye can see, there is quite a kind of image of a hundred birds and a phoenix and ten thousand immortals, which is very spectacular.

Wang Zijia was mixed in the group of paper kites, like a member of Chaofeng, and came to the sky above the funeral vein.

The landmark building of the burial vein is not the tallest in the sect, but it is the most unique and conspicuous one among the many Dao vein factions in the entire outer gate of the sect.

Because it is a coffin, a coffin building erected.

And the range of the building community to which this vein belongs is not very large, it is obviously located not far from the foot of the inheritance peak, but it is much smaller than other large veins in the same location.

What's even more speechless is that I don't know if it's the landmark building that leads the way, and the various buildings in this vein are more or less in the style of the underworld.

There are coffin houses that are erected and lying horizontally;

There are wreath-filled courtyards;

Blood-red lanterns are hung high, and there are haunted houses with deep gloomy air during the day;

It's like a paper house, and the spiritual rooms with paper people everywhere can be seen everywhere.

As far as the eye can see, the entire burial complex, the painting style is very wrong, some underworld, revealing some treachery.

When Wang Zijia made up the basic knowledge during this time, although he had heard a lot of legends about this vein, he still felt a little stunned when he really saw the actual situation of this vein.

Even if it was still in the sky, he felt a little yin deep, as if he had come to the underworld.

Living in such an environment all day long, the whole person will be in the underworld, right?

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Hovering slightly in the air for a moment, Wang Zi Jiacai followed everyone and followed the guidance of the identity card to a huge square not far from the iconic coffin building.

After seeing the scene in the square, Wang Zijia found that the surrounding underworld buildings were nothing.

I saw that directly below him was a huge square that could accommodate at least tens of thousands of people, and a huge gossip had been placed on it at this moment.

The center of the gossip, the yin-yang fish area, has been shrouded in the formation, and it is impossible to see the situation inside, and can only see a huge yin-yang fish there.

However, in the peripheral Bagua area, it can be clearly seen that the entire gossip yao (yao, the crossbar of the gossip) is composed of groups of coffins next to each other.

The entire square is densely packed with at least tens of thousands of coffins. Each coffin was not empty inside, there was a corpse in it, and for the reason that there was no coffin, the prince could clearly see the person lying inside.

It's all carefully cleaned up, like sleeping peacefully, but it looks weird.

The coffin is divided into groups of about ten, and dozens of groups are distributed in one area, forming the most basic one of the eight trigrams.

At this moment, next to every group of coffins, there is a low-level disciple who has entered the burial lineage meditating and waiting, and it seems that he has been preparing for a long time.

The reason why it is clear at a glance that they are in the same vein is because they are so uniquely dressed.

Few of these people wore the standard clothes of the outer disciples, some wore the robes of the Heavenly Master, some wore the robes of the burial path, and some even wore shrouds······

Varied, collective underworld.

I don't know if they're usually like this, or if they're the kind that they wear out to work because they're special today.

Looking at the scene below the square, Wang Zijia always felt a little cool, constantly rising from the gossip square below.

Some of the timid senior brothers who came from the surrounding veins were faintly white.

Wang Zijia didn't stay too long, there are a lot of people flying in the sky at the moment, and it is easy to cause aviation congestion after a long time. And he didn't know how the sect arranged the order of admission, he found that the bigwigs of this festival were actually in place.

At this moment, all the children who appeared in the water were all water, which caused the largest number of people, and they were densely packed with people flying.

Let them finalize with this kind of progression, Wang Zijia always feels that the order is reversed.

But because of this, everyone was very cautious and fell down quickly, not daring to delay more. After all, I was waiting for the sacrificial wine bosses who were rarely seen in the morning, so I didn't have to be nervous.

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Wang Zijia followed the guidance of the identity card and came to the Bagua South: Departure Area.

Most of those who came with him fell to the edge of the outing. Wang Zijia and a small group of people were guided and fell towards the central area.

As soon as Wang Zijia sensed it, he roughly understood the reason.

It should be the reason why he is the root of the earth spirit.

The earth genus is in the middle of the gossip, and they are probably not qualified to be arranged into the yin and yang fish, so they are arranged to the fire genus to leave the position. So it's a little bit closer to the middle.

When Wang Zijia came to the area where he was away from the throne according to the guidance, on the ground below, a futon-like formation lit up, echoing Wang Zijia's identity card.

Wang Zijia did not hesitate, and immediately jumped off the paper kite and landed in that position.

As he sat down cross-legged, the aura under his feet faded, and the ID card in his hand vibrated slightly, indicating that it was in place.

At this time, Wang Zijia breathed a long sigh of relief and had time to observe the surroundings.

This angle is completely different from what you see from the sky. I saw that in front of Wang Zijia, there were rows of coffins, forming a huge phalanx.

The phalanx was vaguely divided into ten areas, and in each area there was a burial vein disciple dressed in a strange costume from the underworld, waiting.

The four sides of the phalanx were surrounded by disciples like Wang Zijia, forming a circle of humanoid lace.

On the top of the phalanx, there were four people sitting in the void, floating at a height of three meters, waiting quietly.

Looking into the distance, at least four or more bigwigs are floating and waiting on all the gossip boards at this moment. And one by one, the boys, riding paper kites, like migratory birds returning to their nests, landed around the coffins of the phalanx, forming human-shaped lace.

Among these boys, Wang Zijia found that at least fifty percent of the Fu Academy was occupied, the Dan Yuan was estimated to occupy thirty percent, and the remaining two percent were from the Instrument Academy and the Array Courtyard, and there were some chaotic factions.

Many children are probably in the same heart as Wang Zijia. After discovering that the bigwigs had entered in advance and were waiting for their little shrimps, they all quickly found their positions.

Therefore, when Prince Jia came, there were piles of paper kites flying densely in the sky, but it was only a quarter of an hour, and most of them had already been put in place.

At this time, Wang Zijia suddenly felt a breath spreading out from the center of the gossip, and the yin and yang fish began to slowly turn.

(End of chapter)