After a long time, Wang Zijia became familiar with and mastered these five ghosts. As the first attempt, it is still a crippled method, and Wang Zijia is already very satisfied with it.

As his mind moved, the five ghosts beside him fused into a much more solid figure.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost turned into a puff of black smoke and sank into Wang Zijia's chest.

Tearing open the collar and looking down, a pitch-black grimace tattoo appeared on the left chest. Feeling the coldness in his heart, Wang Zijia nodded with satisfaction.

It's also a hole card, and when you have a chance, let's find a way to change five real ghosts, and now these five puppets will be used as a spellcasting medium. ’

After his thoughts were finalized, Wang Zijia got up and began to clean up the basement.

Although he did not do evil, this method is very evil after all, and Wang Zijia does not intend to expose it.

After a long time, after Wang Zijia cleaned up everything and recovered his state, he opened the basement and came to the courtyard.

At this moment, the sky was dark, and the starlight was scattered with the moonlight, making Biyiyuan quiet and serene.

Wang Zijia looked at the time, he started to prepare at about eight o'clock, and now it has passed twelve o'clock, which is not a short time.

did not fall asleep immediately, but his mind moved slightly, and he came to the chaotic space of Zhihai.

Around the space, there was still chaos, and the golden balance was in the center.

Wang Zijia took a deep breath, and as his mind changed, a faint black smoke filled out of his illusory body, like a ghost.

As the black mist came into contact with chaos, the chaotic mist actually began to change, and slowly, an incomparably real bird appeared in front of Wang Zijia.

"Can it really affect this place?"

Wang Zijia looked at the bird shaped by spiritual power with the power of the Fa as the medium, and his face was full of joy.

His consciousness did not carry any power before, so his influence on this chaotic sea of consciousness was extremely limited, and he originally thought that he would have to wait for the sacrificial wine realm and achieve the Dao Foundation before he could have a certain means of influence.

I didn't expect to have the Five Ghosts Divine Law in advance, so that the consciousness can also manifest and be extraordinary, thus affecting here.

Moreover, the spiritual power shaping that is obviously like a trick can actually change the world here, or in other words, in this chaotic sea of consciousness, any bit of power seems to be very exaggerated.

"In that case, let's see how far we can go!"

Wang Zijia looked at the flying bird in front of him, which was more real than the outside world, his face was full of joy, his mind turned, and a faint black mist diffused out of his body, and pounced into a large area of chaotic space.

In an instant, the area shrouded in black fog began to change dramatically.

First, an endless ocean emerged, and then an island stood.

On the island, the spiritual trees are verdant, the fairy leaves and elixirs can be seen everywhere, and in the gurgling spiritual spring, the fairy light surges;

Between the fog cover of Lingshan Mountain, the cranes chirp and fly along with the rising clouds and mist, a fairy atmosphere.

In one corner of the island, there is a tall peak. At the top of the mountain, in the place of clouds and mist, there is an attic full of classical charm, and in front of the attic door, stands a huge stone monument.

On the stele, there are two simple and vigorous words inscribed.

Penglai!

There is also a plaque hanging in front of the attic door, which reads the words 'Penglai Immortal Palace'.

After a while, when everything stabilized, Wang Zijia floated down with surprise and landed in front of the Penglai Immortal Palace.

Reaching out and touching the stele, the touch was real, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Looking at the huge stone monument, Wang Zijia frowned, feeling that there was still a little less charm. As soon as his mind moved, a little text appeared in the corner of the huge stone tablet.

Entering Penglai, the world has changed.

fade away from the mortal womb, and the rest of your life will be immortal.

Looking at the changed stone stele, Wang Zijia was satisfied.

Immediately, Wang Zijia looked around for a long time, adding all kinds of details, if he didn't clearly know that he was in the Chaotic Consciousness Sea, he would have thought that he had crossed into an island again.

Looking up at the sky, the equivalent balance emitted a dazzling golden light, like the sun of this world.

Nodding with satisfaction, Wang Zijia entered the attic again, and as he walked into it, the empty hall on the first floor began to change rapidly, and the tables and chairs continued to emerge, enriching them in a moment.

In the blink of an eye, the hall was transformed into a classical trading hall.

The most attractive thing about the whole hall is that it occupies nearly half of the space of the hall, just like a huge container of medicine cabinets in ancient pharmacies.

I don't know how high the container is, and when I look up, I can't see the end at a glance.

On the top of the container are dense drawer lattices, each of which is shining with an amazing light.

The whole container exudes a long, vicissitudes and majestic atmosphere all the time.

It's as if it has gone through the baptism of countless times, experienced a period of unknown years, and crossed over from the end of that distant time.

In stark contrast to the container, there is a small desk-like counter in front of the huge container, in the center of the main hall.

A table and a chair, there is neither luxury nor majesty, it is extremely ordinary.

Everything was formed in an instant, and when Wang Zijia stepped into the hall, everything had already changed, as if they were what they were.

Wang Zijia stood in the main hall, looked at the huge 'medicine cabinet', and began to decorate and carve the drawers one by one.

Sometimes it becomes obscure, sometimes it becomes dazzling, and it is constantly being meticulously improved.

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Before you know it, one night has passed.

When the sky was bright, Wang Zijia stopped carving the Penglai Immortal Palace, or Penglai Hall.

As usual, I got up and washed, boxed with Bai Qian, and ate and chatted with Xiang Feifei.

After a while, after breakfast, Xiang Feifei went to work in the Fu Building.

Wang Zijia didn't jump on the paper kite until noon, but he didn't go to work, turned over his hand and took out his identity card, and clicked on the information provided to Fei Fei.

In the past two decades, he had already screened these materials preliminarily, and if it weren't for the preparation of the five ghosts, he would have started to do it a long time ago.

For this step, he had been trying and preparing for several months before and after entering the sect!

Now that the five ghosts are also ready, Wang Zijia no longer hesitates, and the paper kite spreads its wings and goes in one direction.

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The southern area of the Qifu vein building complex is a commercial street, which not only has disciples of the sect, but also many business personnel of other large sects.

The East Side is a work area, and most of the official buildings in the vein are located here. In other words, this is the 'official mansion' neighborhood of the Instrument Symbol.

The western district is a 'residential area', and most of the disciples in the veins, especially the largest miscellaneous disciples, almost live there.

There is no obvious positioning in the northern area, and it is mostly occupied by various small families in the veins, many of which were given to remove the veins in the early years of the veins, and when the veins were opened, in order to encourage some small families to come to the construction and development of the veins.

Some private lands and manors, such as the Xiang family on which Wang Zijia depends, are one of them.

(End of chapter)