Chapter 447: Xing, the people are suffering; Death, the people suffer
"Value +7.94 million!"
Tai Chi: 9.48 million.
After a long time, Wang Zijia digested the pollution, and looking at the huge amount of value harvest, Wang Zijia was finally in a much better mood.
Judging from the fact that when the chapter of the second base is condensed, it needs 10 million values to supplement the extraordinary characteristics.
Wang Zijia does not have a baby god spiritual object, only the premise of related spiritual medicine.
In addition to all the Dharma Chapters, if conditions permit, the spiritual root will also be upgraded by one level to ensure that the talent will not affect Ning Ying!
Taoism: 600 years (40 million/40 million)
Spiritual Root: Special Earth Blood Spiritual Root (Top-grade 500,000/5 million)
Chongyue Chapter (Xiaocheng 1.5 million/3 million) top-grade,
Therefore, before the baby god breaks through, he had better prepare two thousand to thirty million values, which should be enough.
"Soon, accumulate another 10 million, it's best to find another spiritual elixir, and you can try to condense the baby!"
After thinking about it and sorting himself out for a moment, Wang Zijia got up and walked out of the hall, standing in the corridor outside the door, leaning against the railing, and looking out.
It was already evening, and it was not yet sunset, but the sun had sunset, and some dim sunlight shone on the entire imperial capital.
Countless mortals live in it either happily or painfully, like ants, industriously building their own world.
The smell of fireworks made Prince Jiajiu slightly stunned.
The massive knowledge reserve has allowed him to gradually see some of the essence and understand the operating logic of this world.
This world is actually not very friendly to the survival of ordinary mortals!
In order to continue the Taoist system and to minimize the appearance of wilderness as much as possible, the high-level needs to vigorously develop the population.
However, after the scarcity of spiritual roots and the gathering of one place, many places will live in danger, face the destruction and destruction of demons from time to time, and live in dire straits.
So for the sake of the stability of the world, for the continuation of cultivation, for the survival of the human race, vigorously reproduce, and even sacrifice the happiness of ordinary people to become worker ants, is it really right? ’
But if not, what awaits the Terrans? ’
'Without enough population, the monks will gradually die. And in such a bad world, there is not enough strength to defend it, and the human race will go to extinction. ’
It can be said that without sufficient base reproduction, the race will really go to extinction. ’
So there's no right or wrong at all, and in order to continue, it has to be." Of course, if the system is better, the pressure at the bottom may be less, but it still needs to move forward with a heavy load. ’
'Because of heroism······ That is, to get a hero to resist everything, and the consequences are much more serious than now. ’
At least without anyone now, the world will not be destroyed, nor will the world come to a standstill because of anyone's will to collapse and life is in danger. ’
But why does every world, in the end, let the bottom carry the mountains forward? ’
'The ordinary world collects all the labor with houses and land to drive people forward, but the Xianxia world directly collects extraordinary power! ’
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At this moment, Wang Zijia's thinking was a little divergent, and he seemed to see through the essence of this world, and seemed to understand that all worlds are like this.
A little dazed, a little helpless, and a little hesitant in his mind, but also more determined his way!
His character is destined to be unable to purify sentient beings, nor to become a savior, and to create the legendary Pure Land Elysium without sorrow and suffering.
He just wants to make sure that he doesn't become one of those pathetic people, that he doesn't want to be the one who dictates the fate of others, that he just wants to be free to control his own life and find a free time!
He's just a somewhat selfish layman.
Within his ability, he can be compassionate!
Fight all to save?
Then the saint should find someone else!
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Probably what I have seen and heard these days, as well as the blood-red pill of one gourd and one gourd, have more or less caused a little impact on Wang Zijia.
Let him, who has been in this world for two or three years, go from an acceptable environment such as Wan Yu to the current environment where demons dance, which makes his heart fluctuate a little.
Standing on the top floor of the Star Picking Building, leaning lazily on the railing, his thoughts continue to diverge.
For a while, I think about the right and wrong way the world works;
For a while, I thought about how I could change it a little;
For a while, I thought about how similar some things seemed to be very different from my previous life, but how similar they were.
"Oh, it's still idle! People have lived for thousands of years, and you want to worry about this? ”
After a long time, Wang Zijia said a word to himself self-deprecatingly, and stopped his messy thoughts.
No matter what the world is, he sticks to his bottom line, pursues leisure, and does what he thinks he should do!
As long as he keeps these things, how can he be a 'human', not necessarily holy, but no one can deny the fact that he is a 'human'!
In an instant, Wang Zijia's whole person suddenly brightened.
It's like a dragon field enlightenment, and the mind is transparent.
In his mind, the infant god thoughts, which originally only had three love and poison thoughts, actually automatically differentiated at this moment, and in an instant, dozens of more divine thoughts appeared.
The cultivation of the heart and soul is inexplicably great, and it is of great benefit to Ning Ying!
'So, this is the heart of the Dao?' ’
'Yes, this is the heart of the Dao!' ’
"Haha!"
Hearty laughter echoed on the roof of the Star-Picking Tower.
"Seniors spare their lives!"
"Old thing, you have what it takes to kill me."
"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to turn you into a pig and cut meat to eat every day!"
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Probably suddenly heard Wang Zijia's voice, and the two people next door, who had been tortured a little wrong, began to talk nonsense.
Wang Zijia paused in laughter, leaned against the railing, and said indifferently: "Add two more hours!" ”
"Father, the child thinks they won't be able to hold on for an hour!" In the next room, Chu Ziyu's words of promise did not come out, but he replied.
"Don't worry, this seat wants him to die on the fifth watch, and it will be difficult for the king of Hades to get people away before the third watch!" Wang Zijia said flatly, and the indifferent tone was confident enough in his own means.
"Got it!" Chu Ziyu was silent for a moment before replying.
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An hour later, when the sun is setting and the sun is setting in the sky.
"I've seen the Demon Boy Elder, but I don't know what the elder is calling his disciples to do?" Dong Chengye came to the main hall and respectfully saluted Wang Zijia, who was sitting in the hall.
Wang Zijia did not answer the other party, but checked the other party's information.
With his current cultivation, it was already very easy for a disciple like a demon to be cultivated, and he could completely do it without a trace.
Name: Dong Chengye
Spiritual Root: Medium-grade wood fire spiritual root
Doji: Seven pins
Cultivation: the late stage of sacrificial wine
Taoism: 300 years (2 million/2 million)
Method: Kui Huo Alchemy Method (Dacheng) ······
Available value: 5.67 million
As a two-hundred-year-old Dan Xiu, the other party's accumulation is quite rich, at least it is no problem to break through the real person.
However, being driven here, compared to Dan Xiu, who is the same age as the sect, is obviously deficient in all aspects, especially personality and interpersonal relationships.
Wang Zijia looked at the other party for a moment before asking abruptly, "How much savings do you have?" ”
"Huh?" Dong Chengye looked up in confusion and asked suspiciously, "Elder, what did you just ask?" ”
Of course he wasn't deaf, but he wasn't sure if he was wrong.
"This seat asks you, if you are asked to smash the pot and sell iron, and pour everything you have, how much money can you make up."
Between the words, Wang Zijia thought of something and added, "You'd better think clearly before answering, it's about how your life will be in the future!" ”
Just don't leave a hand to say the words, Dong Chengye obviously understood.
Although he was puzzled, confused, and dazed, considering that he was a god monarch in front of him, it was impossible to rob him of his savings, so he didn't hide anything.
"Although the disciple is not very good in all aspects, he can also do alchemy with one hand, and he also specially chose the vicinity of the Danxia Sect, and he has accumulated a lot of net worth over the years because of the idea of abandoning cultivation."
"If you don't count the more than 100 catties of the disciple's body to forge the inheritance, if you give everything you have, and sell what you can, the disciple should be able to make up more than 3 million magic money."
This surprised Wang Zijia a little, this net worth is almost comparable to Du Wanhai at the beginning.
Of course, the two are not the same, after all, one is accumulated over hundreds of years, and the other is given by the elders of the Heavenly Pavilion.
But this really surprised Wang Zijia, he originally thought that the other party was a marginal figure, even if it was a Dan Xiu, it would be good to have a million magic money.
After all······ He himself is a fake infant monk, and he only has hundreds of thousands of Dharma money, so it can be seen that there will never be a shortage of poor ghosts in the cultivation world!
And the higher the cultivation, the poorer you are!
"More than three million? That's enough! Wang Zijia muttered to himself and said, "Are you willing to spend two million magic money to get the position of a real person in your life?" ”
Dong Chengye, who was still a little confused, suddenly raised his head and stared at Wang Zijia with dead eyes.
"What, don't want to?" Wang Zijia was silent when he saw it, and asked rhetorically.
"Wish, disciple willing!" Dong Chengye woke up violently and nodded frantically.
"In addition to the two million legal money, you have to make a promise to this seat!" Seeing this, Wang Zijia said indifferently.
"Elder, speak!" Dong Chengye suppressed the excitement in his heart and said seriously.
Wang Zijia looked at Dong Chengye and said indifferently: "This seat can promote you to a real person, in addition to the need to pay two million legal money, you also need to guard this place for a hundred years." ”
"While ensuring the stability of the Chengde Dynasty, establish the Demon Suppression Sect and the Demon Suppression Division to do the work of destroying the evil in the whole country."
Dong Chengye said with a little puzzlement: "Demon Suppression Sect, Demon Suppression Division? Does the Inner Gate Town Demon Tower have such a structure? Disciple is blunt! ”
Wang Zijia replied indifferently: "It has nothing to do with the Demon Suppression Peak, this is a subordinate sect built by the disciples of this seat, if you agree, someone will hand over to you after that, tell you how to act, and even send experienced disciples to help." ”
"Disciple understood!" Dong Chengye saluted respectfully, and said hesitantly: "The disciple currently only has more than one million yuan in law money, can the elder give the disciple half a day to raise funds?" ”
"It's okay, it's never too late to pay later. Since you should go, let's break through! Wang Zijia waved his hand casually and said indifferently.
"Huh? Breakthrough? Now, here? Dong Chengye said with a blank face.
"So what's not? What else do you want to do to ask this seat to beat a gong and a drum for you? Wang Zijia asked rhetorically, leaning back on the seat, looking extremely casual.
Dong Chengye immediately explained: "The disciple didn't mean that, the disciple said that the disciple had already given up on promotion before, and he hadn't prepared any real realm spiritual objects, pills, treasures, etc., and there wasn't even a spiritual vein here······
Wang Zijia raised his hand to stop the other party's continued words, and said, "You don't seem to understand, what does this seat mean by lighting you?" Or do you think anyone has this to accept the infant god ignition? ”
Dong Chengye opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't even think of words to praise.
Is this the Divine King?
No wonder one by one they want to worship the inner door, and they are willing to serve tea and pour water for others rather than mix with the outer door to make a fortune!
"Why are you stunned, the devil is stunned?" Wang Zijia frowned slightly, and pulled the stupid Dong Chengye back to reality.
Dong Chengye immediately came back to his senses, ready to explain, and met Wang Zijia's lazy demeanor, indifferent gaze, and instantly understood that people didn't care about these at all.
He was blessed to his soul, no longer grinding, without saying a word, just sitting cross-legged and began to break through.
More than two hundred years old, he never thought that one day he would try to break through like this, and still in such a hasty situation.
As his mana fluctuated, a pill flew into his mouth, and he swallowed it without hesitation.
In the next moment, he immediately sensed the strangeness of the elixir in his mouth.
As a Dan Xiu, strange pills are not uncommon, but he has really never seen such a strange pill.
It's like a fake pill, with only a few wisps of strange aura in it.
But in the next moment, his whole body was shocked. Those breaths swelled rapidly, and they actually turned into several parts, which were very precious to him, and extremely suitable for him.
At the same time, many of the miscellaneous things that have been learned over the years have been rapidly deepened, and many have been rapidly diluted.
This pill actually has the effect of cleaning up the Dao system, what kind of pill is this!!
In his amazement, he broke through only for a moment, probably because his thoughts were too mixed, or too hasty, and he instantly had a tendency to fail.
Mana rages, runes beating.
In the next moment, everything regressed.
Time seemed to return to before he broke through, leaving him a little stunned and confused.
"Go on!" With an indifferent voice sounding, another magical elixir flew into his mouth!
Dong Chengye: "!! ”
After listening to the legend of the Divine Monarch of the sect for two hundred years, today I know what a Divine Monarch is. Only then did I know how terrifying the Divine Monarch's methods were!
He took a deep breath, suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart, and began to condense the true rune seed again and break through the real person.
Maybe it's a lot of accumulation, or maybe it's the first time I have experience, and this time it's quite smooth.
This made Wang Zijiadu raise his eyebrows, he thought that the other party would have to wash it two or three times before it could be done, but he didn't expect it to be the second time.
And look at the condensed rune true seed has not yet dropped the level, it is also a seven-grade true seed, there is a possibility of a baby god!
(End of chapter)