"Meet the Master!"

"Meet the Master!"

On the main square of the altar, the sluggish 100,000 demon suppression disciples were awakened by the salute of Liang Cheng and Feng Haonan.

"Meet the Patriarch!"

"Meet the Patriarch!"

“······”

Qi Qi bowed to the altar, like the prince who was like an immortal.

"Meet Michiko!"

"Wang Shangxian is here? No wonder ancestor worship is so cautious! ”

"This place is at least ten million miles away from Wanyu, how can it be ······ under the Divine Monarch?"

"Idiot, people can't leave special means? Ding Jia incarnation is not good? You don't have to be fugue! ”

"Even so, it has to be a real person!"

"Can Daozi be the same?"

“······”

At the foot of the mountain, countless people watched this scene, some were shocked, some were talking loudly, and some bowed respectfully.

······

On the top of the mountain, Wang Zijia looked around at everyone with his hands behind his back at this moment, and said: "I haven't seen you for two months, it's still a little good!" ”

"The disciples and others strictly follow the teachings of the patriarch and dare not slack off!" Xiang Fei, the twenty-first uncle who was presiding over the festival on the side, immediately replied respectfully.

"Don't dare to slack off!"

“······”

Everyone answered in unison.

"Since the beginning of this sect, today is the first time that this seat has opened the altar to preach, I hope you listen attentively, how much you can gain, it depends on yourself!"

The prince didn't say more, and the illusory figure of more than ten meters floated directly in the air, sitting cross-legged in the void.

At the same time, with a gesture of raising his hand, a golden light flew out from his illusory body, an invisible book.

"Aang!"

Under the stunned eyes of everyone, a dragon groan resounded through the sky.

The top of the Pure Cicada Mountain, where the sky is clear, is instantly covered by a small cloud, and the white cloud will envelop the hilltop square and will no longer spread.

The wisps of spiritual rain, mixed with the dilution power of Pei Yuan Dan and Hui Xin Dan, sprinkled down.

Everyone looked at the white clouds in the sky, and the golden figures looming in the clouds, including several people on the altar, all lost their voices.

Breathing in the air full of spiritual power, there was a burst of clarity in my mind.

"The first lecture of this seat today, regardless of immortals, does not say the law, only talks about the innate martial arts·······"

With Wang Zijia's words, it turned into a strange fluctuation and spread throughout the square, the spiritual rain fell in wisps, a faint white mist rose, and everyone fell into a strange state.

On the square, among the 100,000 disciples who had not even practiced a few internal strengths, many disciples began to have epiphanies.

Wang Zijia is not just preaching, in the process, he is also driving books and making brainless exchanges.

That's right, it's a brainless exchange, two months of practice, even if it's a remnant spirit root disciple, at least it's a martial arts master.

Wang Zijia's purpose this time is to get out the mountains of innate martial artists.

The method he uses is also very simple, a hundred years of skill to break the innate power!

That is, you can exchange 100 points of value for cultivation.

As for the value of cultivation, where does it come from?

It's definitely not the spiritual rain in the sky, 100,000 disciples, each worth 100 yuan, how much money does it cost?

He doesn't have that capital!

All the value comes from the disciples themselves.

You must know that the disciples of this mountain, they are not the kind of ordinary people who can't move the value of thirty or fifty in their whole body.

The one with the most crotch-pulling qualifications in this is also the remnant spirit root with a minimum value of five hundred!

Wang Zijia no matter what his qualifications are, he will exchange it for a hundred values at this moment, and in terms of performance, it can be regarded as squeezing potential to obtain cultivation!

This doesn't matter, just make up for it later.

After all, they have to have a certain combat power, so that they can go out to exorcise demons and eliminate demons, obtain pollution, and bring benefits to Wang Zijia, and they also get sect contributions to improve their cultivation and form a cycle.

Otherwise, when the disciples of this mountain slowly cultivate, Wang Zijia would have to support them for at least ten years, what kind of consumption would that be?

In this way, Wang Zijia explained while carrying out brainless exchange, dozens of them in a second.

And the disciples of the mountain, under the special spell of the Sky Golden Dragon, fell into a special state.

The entire top of the mountain was very quiet, only the voice of Wang Zijia's preaching, and the aura of the disciples who cultivated quickly and became stronger.

This kind of sermon lasted for most of the day.

"Aang!"

With a dragon roar that shook the sky, everyone came back to their senses together, and then, one after another, the innate true qi rose to the sky.

100,000 spiritual root spirit children, an opening of the altar preaching, creating 100,000 innate martial artists, at this moment, the momentum of the Heaven Sacrifice Square is shocking, and the entire Pure Cicada Mountain is like a peerless sword out of the sheath.

The momentum of the sky shook away the clouds for hundreds of miles!

After countless disciples woke up, they looked at their innate cultivation from nothing in amazement, and they were inexplicably shocked.

Only then did they know that the legendary immortal teachings, the dragon field enlightenment, turned out to be like this!

This is the end of this sermon, as for whether there is a second sermon······ Let's see the chance! Wang Zijia, who had a huge illusory figure, sounded in a voice that was obviously a little tired at this moment.

After saying that, regardless of everyone's reaction, his figure directly collapsed. The book in his body turned into an invisible streamer, and disappeared into Liang Chengzhihai.

The sand in the sky reunited into a one-foot-tall crystal sculpture that was enshrined on the altar. This hidden advent prop will become a great treasure of the Demon Suppression Sect.

"Congratulations to the Patriarch!"

“······”

Wan Yuzong, on the White Peach Peak, in the White Peach Underground Base, in the sacrificial laboratory.

Wang Zijia suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of exhaustion.

Today he is really tired, not that the mana loss is exaggerated, on the contrary, the mana is almost not consumed, mainly a large amount of repetitive labor in a short period of time. Constantly going in and out, a little tired.

didn't do much, Wang Zijia went back to the yard directly and fell asleep.

······

In the next few days, a number of people came to the Instrument Rune Vein Fu Building, and under the guidance of Wang Zijia, the formation in his Yujing Pavilion was also relocated to his Taolin Dojo, and a certain amount of compatibility was inlaid.

It is convenient to call up the data in the pulse when you give a lecture later.

And as the Demon Suppression Sect has entered the right track, the construction of the fake talisman has also entered the formal.

Wang Zijia's life has also calmed down, practicing boxing every day, cursing the evergreener he is, dealing with pulse building matters, and occasionally going to the Taoist Fantasy Realm for a walk.

Time flies, and it's January again.

The disciples of the Demon Suppression Sect have already begun to go out of the mountains to carry out a careful nationwide clearance, and even spread to the surrounding wilderness.

On Wan Yuzong's side, many shadows were also sent out to follow the law enforcement team to collect the corpses.

Every ten years, Wang Zijia can receive a lot of demon corpses, and he can probably extract about sixty or seventy thousand worth of them.

And because they are all very low-end demons, there are a lot of corpses, and the perverted digestive system of the five ghosts is slowly unable to keep up.

Especially the corpses handed over by the Demon Suppression Sect are mostly ordinary corpses with three or five points of contamination from a corpse, and the value of 10,000 is thousands.

For this reason, Wang Zijia had no choice but to open a new room in the underground base and arrange it as an ice warehouse, which was used as a granary for the five ghosts to store those demon corpses.

Taoism: 200 years (1.06 million/2 million)

Method: Five Ghosts and Divine Laws (Xiaocheng 60,000/150,000),

All living beings phantom method (Xiaocheng 60,000/150,000),

Demon bone painting skin method (Xiaocheng 60,000/150,000),

Tai Chi: 166765

French money: 3890

Dao Gong: 8345

Merit: 3

In the underground base of White Peach Mountain, Wang Zijia looked at his personal information.

This month's harvest of evil seeds was all used by Wang Zijia, and most of them were exchanged for skill value.

In fact, this is not right, because whether it is the side of the Demon Suppression Sect or the side of the Shadow Following the Law Enforcement Team to collect the corpse, if you want to develop for a long time, you can't work for nothing, otherwise sooner or later you will have to turn against him.

He also set a contribution system, about 10,000 pollution value and 100 contribution ratio. These contributions will be exchanged for cultivation value, so Wang Zijia should leave at least 20% of the pollution behind to develop disciples.

However, now that he is just starting out, his previous investment in his disciples can be regarded as a bad contribution, so he is not exhausted now.

After the disciples pay off their arrears, they can't do that.

In the middle of his thoughts, he took a deep breath and no longer hesitated.

[Does it consume 90,000 value degrees to improve the sentient beings' illusion method to perfection?] 】

"Yes!"

With the consumption of tens of thousands of values, countless feelings emerged in Wang Zijia's mind.

His previous understanding of illusion and spell casting operations all resurfaced, evolving, entangled, and deepened, and finally condensed into a three-dimensional, composite rune group.

Looking at the runes, countless phantoms were born, as if the concrete manifestation of the Dao Method.

Wang Zijia's thoughts turned, and the second red copper weight false base talisman emerged from the cover of the blood jade book, exuding a faint golden light.

Wang Zijia gently flicked the newly condensed method rune, and threw it in without any pressure.

is the same as Wang Zijia guessed, because the false base talisman was originally built on the basis of the rune progression technique, so the method in this second red copper weight can be improved, which is completely different from the first red copper weight.

Moreover, as a derivative of the Dao Fruit, the red copper weight itself is very high in terms of personality and transcendent level, and there is no need to add any transcendent characteristics to the inside.

In addition, when Wang Zijia first constructed the fake base talisman summoning method, he specifically considered the inheritance of the fake Taoist, and among the nine basic techniques, there was a spiritual illusion forbidden technique, which was already in line with the illusion spirit method of all beings.

Therefore, as the Illusionary Spirit Method of all beings was thrown into the second red copper weight, there was no accident, and it quickly fused with the false base talisman summoning, and the process was very smooth.

In a moment, it merged into one method.

However, the three high-grade methods can condense the chapters, so the current level of the methods in the Dao Foundation is still top-grade. The only thing that has changed is that some of the functions related to the false base talisman have been changed to the effect of the high-grade Dao method.

For example, the number of condensed false base talismans has changed from fifty of the lower grade to two hundred of the top grade.

Before he could carefully sense the subtle changes after the fusion of the false base talisman summoning technique, the blood jade book "False Dao True Urn Chapter" resurfaced.

Obviously, sensing that Wang Zijia had exhausted the inheritance, the spirit weapon opened again and flew out three pages.

That's right, it's three again, not two.

"Seal: Ethereal Forbidden Law"

The method of special sealing is obtained from the ancient secret realm, which is the secret treasure of the Daomen. This technique is practiced by different people, and it has different sealing effects due to the different foundations of the Dao Law.

"Fu Zheng: Paper-cutting Adult Law" on the top,

Paper-cutting, although it is not considered the correct law, only enters the left side of the door, but it is also the classic Dafa of the ancient Taoist gate, and it is the way to the sky.

"Ignition: Enlightened and Enlightened Law"

This is the basic method of the ancient great divine power of the heavens, the avenue of the earth and immortals to build a blessed land and cave, and the basic method of educating sentient beings, which can be combined with the false path to initially open the spiritual wisdom of demon beasts, plants, and even utensils.

Because it is a special spiritual forbidden method, it is extremely difficult to comprehend the Dharma at the beginning, and the false Taoist failed to build a foundation based on it, and used many means to leave it behind.

I am afraid that the inheritor will not be able to do it himself, so I need to complete a little bit of inheritance and enlightenment before I can see this inheritance and choose.

The first two methods were nothing, and Wang Zijia looked at the third method and was stunned.

Obviously, it is just a clear and enlightened method of the inferior method, but its basic information contains too many things.

"This spell is for creature enlightenment?"

"Can you also open the wisdom of artifacts?"

"Wouldn't that also be able to exchange magic weapons?"

Wang Zijia thought of this, his eyes were burning, and he almost didn't hesitate, so he chose this inferior method.

If he really thinks so, the importance of this spell to him is much stronger than the fake base talisman summoning method!

With Wang Zijia's choice, the pages of the book fell apart, turning into countless feelings flowing through Wang Zijia's heart. The remaining two pages flew back into the book again.

Weight: Enlightened and enlightened law

Grade: Second-grade low-level method

Realm: Uninitiated (100/3000)

Effect: At present, it can enlighten monsters, and it needs to be developed to give plants and artifacts spiritual wisdom.

Introduction: False Dao, Enlightenment, Earth Flesh and Blood, Young Man, you don't really want to be a man, right? I know what you want to do.,Playing figurines doesn't change shape.,But if you really make something out.,It's very perverted! Go see a psychiatrist!

Looking at this spell, Wang Zijia looked at his fake base talisman again, obviously to integrate into it.

But it doesn't seem right to blend in like this.

The red copper weight is now integrated into a low-grade method, a high-grade method.

And the three high-grade methods can condense the chapter.

Stuffed in like this, he had to stuff two top-grade methods to complete the transformation.

What a waste!

In his thoughts, he looked at the spell area.

Spells: Oath Symbols, Illusion Painting Spirituality, Please Spirituality,

Tai Chi: 76765

French money: 3890

Dao Gong: 8345

Merit: 3

These three techniques are also very suitable for his second Dao base, after all, they were screened by Dao Gong conditions at the beginning.

Get six more mind-opening spells and fuse them all?

Added up, the second foundation is the foundation of the two high-grade methods.

In this way, there is only one high-grade method left to condense the three-grade method!

At this point, Wang Zijia said he would do it, got up and went directly out of the base and came to the courtyard.

Raised his hand and threw the blood demon jade shuttle, floated up, turned into a streamer and headed towards the sect.

Even if he was alone at full speed, Wang Zijia flew for more than an hour before he came to the foot of the Seven Peaks, which was indeed a bit far.

There was no lingering, and I went straight to the peak of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Wang Zijia stepped into the familiar quaint door, still in a trance, countless streamers in his eyes, and when he came back to his senses, he was already stepping on the dark starry sky, and above his head were countless bright, star-like balls of light.

(End of chapter)