Wang Zijia didn't collect all of them, after all, he couldn't open them, not to mention the remnants and pseudo-spiritual roots, and the low-grade and middle-grade spiritual roots were of little use to his layout.

He does not seek the present, seeks the future generations, and must take the route of elite soldiers.

Only the existence of the high-grade spiritual root and above will be taken away by him. The lower and middle grades will be written down, so that the people he cultivates can come and collect them when they need to develop later.

"Immortals, it's the immortals who have come to the rescue!"

"The Sword Immortal is mortal!"

"Thank you to the merciful immortals for saving my family."

"Why are you here now!! Mother, Daddy!! ”

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With the rescue of an individual, the dead silence of the city began to regain its liveliness.

Thankfully, there is;

Thanksgiving, bowing down;

There is also a terrible roar.

Wang Zijia waited calmly, he saved people just easily, killing ghosts and investigating the reincarnation of evil insects was the core goal.

It took most of the day to preliminarily solve the place, restore the organizational structure, leave a paper man to guard, and notify Li Lan to send someone to take over the aftermath.

Wang Zijia quietly left and went to the next town.

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In this way, Wang Zijia kept going to the stricken cities one by one, cleaning up ghosts, collecting silver mangs, planting demon beings, and checking the reincarnation of evil insects.

And the name of Sheng Hong Sword Immortal also began to resound in Changbao.

From the severely affected areas, it gradually spread to other cities, and even to the interior.

Time passed imperceptibly in the process of Wang Zijia's rescue.

The reputation of Wang Zijia's Shenghong Sword Immortal is getting louder and louder, and it is like a day in the sky.

Gradually, wherever Wang Zijia went, there was a tendency to be pilgrimaged.

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There is a book "The Legend of Shenghong Sword Immortal":

In the 112th year of the immortal fall of the old calendar, a young dragon was born in Daqian, and he was tired of the deceit and intrigue in the deep palace.

In the center of the battle for the succession in Kowloon, he was discouraged and fled to the border.

In the same year, when encountering the tide of beasts, he saw the treacherous domain and had to be inherited from ancient times.

However, the treacherous domain will rise, and the people will be in dire straits.

The sword immortal used the world-shattering secret method to kill his life and achieve the god monarch in an instant.

On the day of the five swords volley, the sword qi runs through Changhong and shines in the world.

Like a ray of hope, it burns itself to light up the darkness of the world.

One person with five swords, all over the long protection, slaying demons and destroying demons, and preaching sentient beings.

The hair is getting white, the people are gradually gone, the name is gradually rising, and the Tao is eternal.

With the life of one person, in exchange for the livelihood of thousands of people.

It is a true immortal in the world!

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Time flies, and it's March.

On this day, Wang Zijia was habitually rescuing.

Suddenly, Wang Zijia, who was suspended above the city, suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw a dragon boat on the horizon that was more than ten feet long, with extraordinary momentum, turning into a rainbow.

The big dry characters on it, waving in the wind, a vivid golden dragon hovering around the dry characters.

'Golden Dragon Flag, Dragon Boat Building? Is it a member of the clan? ’

When Wang Zijia frowned, the boat had already come to Wang Zijia not far away and hovered.

Immediately afterwards, a young man with four maids and an old servant floated down and stopped in front of Wang Zijia.

The young man is about the same height as Wang Zijia, his body is much stronger than Wang Zijia, and his face is a little rough, but he is not ugly.

On the contrary, there is some masculine beauty, and the face is not old, but because of the appearance and face shape, it looks a little mature.

Of course, even if Wang Zijia has deliberately lowered his appearance in the past few months. There is a slight difference between Li Shenghong and the appearance of the body, and this person can't catch up.

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The moment Wang Zijia looked at the other party, information about the other party automatically emerged.

Li Shenghui, the fifth eldest of the heirs, the fifth prince of the contemporary generation.

is different from Li Shenghong's previous sacrificial wine cultivation, this person has the cultivation of the late stage of the real person, and he is the second place in the Nine Dragons of this generation, and he has been cultivated by the clan, and he is considered one of the winners.

In fact, the reason for such a huge difference is not so much talent as time.

Daqian Jiulong takes the heir once in 300 years, and the people who participate in each time are limited to 100 years old, and the nine Tianjiao people assessed by the clan.

In other words, the same nine people may be in their twenties like Li Shenghong, in their eighties like Li Shenghui, or even close to 100 years old.

At such an age, although he will not become a god!

But the gap of fifty or sixty years, with the full support of royal resources, the gap is not too big.

Looks very unfair?

However, where is the fairness in the world, if you are not satisfied, you can not participate, don't you see more princes and don't even have a chance?

Don't talk about him, the old nine, in fact, since the seventh child, he is destined not to be stronger, only worse.

It's almost conventional, and the last three are all competing to take the throne.

Don't seek longevity, just get the dragon vein, climb to the sky in one step, enjoy the luxury of the world for three hundred years, and ascend to the Ninety-Five Honor, which is comparable to the overhaul of the catastrophe, and even comparable to the earth immortals!

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At this moment, neither of them spoke, and while Wang Zijia looked at each other, the other party was also looking at Wang Zijia.

"I've seen the fifth brother!" In the middle of the ring, the prince said indifferently, with an indifferent expression and a flat tone, as if he was going through the process.

Li Shenghui looked at Wang Zijia with complicated eyes for a while, and then said quietly: "I didn't expect that the ninth brother would find another way to regain the attention of the clan in a unique way. ”

Wang Zijia listened to his tone, frowned slightly, and did not answer.

"Let's go!" Seeing this, Li Shenghui said to Wang Zijia, and wanted to turn around and get on the boat.

"Where are you going?" Wang Zijia didn't move, and frowned knowingly.

"Huh! Ninth brother, we don't have to pretend to be anything between our brothers. You came here to the border of Changbao, and in just over four months, you have made such a disturbance. ”

"Leveling the tide of beasts, blocking the treacherous domain, and saving the people, it is the sword immortal of the world. Shenghong Sword Immortal Li Shenghong, the Great Qianqi Immortal Young Dragon, is so famous! My brothers and I were in Kyoto every day. ”

"You have tried your best to make such a disturbance, isn't it just to return to the clan and be valued again? Why, now that it's done, you still have to continue to pretend to be your Shenghong Sword Immortal, deceiving the world and stealing your name to save the suffering? ”

Probably because of Wang Zijia's fame, he felt that Wang Zijia did not pay attention to the rules, and used public opinion to do things when he lost, Li Shenghui's words were full of ridicule.

Wang Zijia's brows furrowed a little tighter, and the authority of the Divine Monarch was revealed.

Li Shenghui and several maids behind him shook, and an old man behind him dodged in front of him, and his aura protected Li Shenghui and the others.

"Your Highness the Nine, Your Highness the Fifth is here to invite you to the Hui clan, just don't appreciate it, it seems a bit too much to do this?" After the old man's cultivation at the peak of the infant god was revealed, he saluted to the prince.

"Why, the ninth brother thinks that his strength is enough, and he wants to get back to the field and humiliate himself?" Li Shenghui was not afraid of this, and looked at Wang Zijia and still mocked.

Obviously, he would prefer Wang Zijia to do it rather than be such a painless deterrent.

Wang Zijia shook his head and said, "No matter what you think or what the clan thinks, I will not return to the clan." If you're okay, you can leave, and don't bother me to save people. ”

Wang Zijia's faint words made the old man and Li Shenghui stunned for a moment.

"You ······" After half a ring, he reacted and said, "You said you don't want to go back?" ”

Wang Zijia glanced at him indifferently and said, "After I left Beijing, I never thought of going back!" ”

"Oh, that's a joke. If you don't want to go back, why do you make such a fuss, learn from those Confucian Confucians, sell your reputation, and deceive the world to steal your name? Li Shenghui still didn't have a good face.

Wang Zijia glanced at him lightly and said, "I do this because I am a human being. I'm the Nine Emperors of Daqian, so I should do this. Fame? It was just from the people below themselves, and it had nothing to do with me, and I never did anything on purpose. ”

Li Shenghui completely put away his arrogant attitude, frowned, and looked at the old man beside him hesitantly.

The old man glanced at Wang Zijia before saying: "Your Highness the Ninth should go back with us, we were ordered by the elder of the clan, and His Royal Highness the Ninth should go back even if he has a grudge in his heart." ”

"Heh, what if you don't want to?" Wang Zijia deliberately stroked the white hair in front of his forehead, and now his entire bangs area is all silver.

"Even if the clan is old, I still won't go back, and I'm not afraid to tell you, I don't know how many days I have left."

"Or do you really think I'm a genius. After more than 20 years, he didn't show his succession, and he broke out after he ran out, and he cultivated this god monarch step by step? ”

"Did I have a hole in my brain or did I not wake up?"

The two had actually seen Wang Zijia's white hair a long time ago, but when they heard Wang Zijia's words, they both changed color.

"What does His Highness Nine mean that His Highness does not have much true longevity?" The old man said solemnly.

"Huh? There is not much longevity, you really lift me up. Not to mention three or five years, I don't know which will come first, tomorrow or death day. Wang Zijia replied.

"You ······" When Li Shenghui heard this, he was speechless, and his face gradually became complicated.

After all, he thought that Wang Zijia's actions in the past few months were just unwilling to lose, and he was still doing things and finding another way.

It's a standard old!

Who thinks that the other party really wants to be holy?!

"What, Fifth Brother, shouldn't you be happy?" Wang Zijia used Li Shenghui's previous attitude and mocked.

This time, Li Shenghui was silent.

The old man spoke at this time: "In this case, His Highness should go back with us." There is always a way to prolong life in the clan. ”

"Heh, as long as I don't want to be a waste, I can't do it when the earth immortals come. Or is it that the clan has changed its temperament and is willing to renew the life of a waste person at a huge price? Wang Zijia sarcastically grabbed the white road.

When the old man heard this, he also frowned and did not reply.

The royal family is the most unaffectionate and realistic place.

There are some things that you don't have to think about to know the answer, isn't it the best performance for them to come out to pick up the young dragon back to Beijing?

If it's a waste dragon, who will?

"If there's nothing else to do, I'll keep going with me. Please go back, the clan really has to have that idle time, instead of paying attention to me, a cripple, it is better to care more about this long-term protection, and send a few more gods to support. ”

After the prince said a good word, he no longer paid attention to the old man and his party, but looked at Li Shengshi, who noticed the movement, flew up, and stopped next to Wang Zijia.

He was originally in the organization and management below to maintain order in the city. During this time, Wang Zijia was deliberately cultivating his management skills, so he has been participating in disaster relief.

At this moment, the other party obviously heard all of Wang Zijia's words, and was looking at Wang Zijia with concern and worry on his face.

"Can you get it down there?" Wang Zijia said expressionlessly.

"Brother Jiu, it's done!" Only then did Li Shengshi come back to his senses and replied.

"Do you want to go back to Beijing? Come with them, if you want! Wang Zijia said flatly.

"Don't!" Before Li Shengshi could speak, the words of the little milk turtle came from his pocket.

Li Shengshi patted his coat pocket, gave a sense of relief, and said, "Little Seventeen should follow Brother Jiu for disaster relief, what are you going to do when you go back to Beijing, do you want to be a rice worm?" ”

"Let's go!"

After that, he ignored Li Shenghui and his entourage, and directly took Li Shengshi and a few people to float away.

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"I once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword"

"A Look at the Prosperity of the World"

"The heart of youth is always a little frivolous"

"Now you're at home"

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With Wang Zijia's departure, Wang Zijia came from the sky with a little chic, a little leisurely, and a rather weird tune.

Drifting for a long time, half ringing endlessly.

There was a silence.

Seeing Wang Zijia disappear, Li Shenghui stood in the sky for a long time, and only said in a half-loud voice: "Uncle Chen, you said that the ninth brother is ······ What is the purpose of doing this? ”

The old man was also a little silent, and only said in a half-loud voice: "Great Confucian's request!" ”

"Seeking a name? Is it a name behind you? Lao Jiu, he really ······ Hopeless? Li Shenghui said in surprise.

The old man shook his head and said, "The old slave doesn't know either, His Royal Highness the Ninth Highness's current cultivation, and the old slave's full strength, may not be able to see the bottom of the heel clearly, let alone the general view that does not alarm him." ”

Li Shenghui was silent for a moment again before turning around and flying towards the boat, and said, "Since that's the case, let's go back to Beijing on a business trip!" Don't worry about a resurgence, it's always good news! ”

When the old man heard this, he didn't say much, just glanced at Wang Zijia, who had disappeared from the sky, and then looked at the vivid city below.

Silently, silently followed.

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On the other side, Wang Zijia and others have already left the city.

"Brother Jiu, can't it be cured?" After leaving the city, Li Shengshi, who was beside him, said with a worried face.

Wang Zijia looked at him, smiled slightly, sunny and bright, and did not reply.

Li Shengshi suddenly burst into tears, without the slightest sound, but his tears were like a kite with a broken string, and he kept flowing.

The little milk turtle also seemed to know something, silently got out of Li Shengshi's pocket, got back into Wang Zijia's pocket, and curled up in Wang Zijia's arms, like an injured little beast that was about to be abandoned again.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten barbecue, let's eat barbecue!" In silence, Wang Zijia suddenly floated to the edge of a forest stream, and said with a bright smile on his face.

The sun shone on his face with a faint glow.

Clear, clean, sunny, free and easy, it is so reassuring and unforgettable. It's that eye-catching white hair that makes people anxious.

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ps: I should have finished the exam today, congratulations to you on your bright future, and all your wishes will come true!

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