Wang Zijia shook his head speechlessly, there are few people in the Li family's royal family who really have face!

Flipping his hand, he took out a statue and said, "This thing can be divided into more than 10,000 statues, one for each state, if it's not enough, let's talk about it." ”

"Grandson understood!" Li Jianye took the thing and said respectfully.

Wang Zijia waved his hand and sent off the guest again: "Is there anything else?" If not, go down! ”

"Follow the decree of the ancestors!" Li Jianye saluted respectfully and quietly withdrew.

Wang Zijia was about to enter the house, and when he turned around, he found that An Xingsheng was still standing on the pile, and he looked thoughtful and benefited a lot.

Interested, he asked, "How do you feel?" ”

Suddenly asked by Wang Zijia, An Xingsheng was stunned, and said: "Jianye Shenjun is simple and direct, but he can point to the key, and if a disciple wants to serve a good pulse master, he should learn from Shenjun." ”

Wang Zijia: "······"

One by one, their minds are all crooked!

Wang Zijia rolled his eyes, he really had a brain twitch before he asked this guy this.

Without a word, he turned around and prepared to go back to the house.

But after only taking two steps, he suddenly paused, turned around and said, "I almost forgot about my business when I was interrupted by you!" ”

"The disciple knows his mistake!" An Xingsheng said immediately.

Wang Zijia slapped him on the head and said, "Wrong, you big-headed ghost, you want to learn from Li Jianye's guy, don't learn from the four dislikes, you look like a big eunuch." ”

An Xingsheng: "······"

Speechlessly complained, Wang Zijia thought about it while sketching quickly, and in a moment, several pages emerged.

"You run to the Seven Peaks for me, and let Senior Brother Palm help me prepare these things, the time is a bit tight, and I need to prepare them before the Immortal Celebration."

"Well, some things may be more difficult to get, if our sect doesn't have it, let him find a few other sects, and the entire town spirit domain should still have it."

"Tell him, don't be afraid of owing favors or anything, I'll take action to ignite some people later, it's too late for them to be happy!"

Hearing this, An Xingsheng carefully took the page of the book and said, "Disciple understands!" ”

"Well, go ahead!" With that, Wang Zijia turned around and entered the house, and Thunder continued to be his door god.

An Xingsheng hurriedly left the White Peach Peak and went straight to the Seven Peaks with the pages of the book.

······

Wang Zijia first came to the underground space of White Peach Peak, in the corpse storage warehouse.

Although seven years is not a short time, there has been a big chaos in the Zhenling Domain, and there are naturally a lot of corpses. However, storage space is limited.

Even if Zhi Brain used all the underground palaces that Wang Zijia had dug up all the way in places such as the Instrument Rune Vein, the Rainbow Dynasty, the Changbao Chu Family, and the Burial Sword Valley, all of them were used to store and seal the corpses.

It was still full a long time ago, otherwise the Seven Trees would not have piled up so quickly to the level of a fifth-order spirit plant.

You must know that the seven trees are being hardened by quantity.

Therefore, after this period of time, Wang Zijia came to extract the rhythm of pollution as soon as he was free, and after less than a month, the corpse had almost been disposed of.

Silk threads spread out all over the body, and the corpse in the last area was sucked out, and the corpse was thrown to the big clown and the five ghosts and ignored it.

He immediately dodged into the Duobao Realm, and also came to the strange underground space of the Duobao Realm.

Walk through a series of treacherous fields of flesh and come to some strange statues of gods.

The statue sculpture tilted its head and smiled strangely at Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia responded with a bright smile, but under the red light, he looked more treacherous against the backdrop of the strange environment.

The next moment, Wang Zijia's primordial spirit stepped out of the body, grabbed the blood-colored book, and rushed into the sculpture.

At this moment, Wang Zijia's perspective changed dramatically.

At this moment, he seemed to be floating in the sky, and saw a region, a region covered by a network of idols, as if he were in the kingdom of God.

Although he has a divine position and can absorb incense to some extent, he has not cultivated Shinto exercises, and second, he has no godhead, and he doesn't even have an ancient edict and talisman.

Therefore, it is impossible to achieve the point where all thoughts must be known, and the mind can coexist with thousands of believers.

However, the statue of the god refined by the bead of a thousand shapes can also do it to a certain extent.

······

As Wang Zijia stepped into the statue sculpture, the statue sculpture erupted with a strong aura.

At the same time, the ordinary people in Wanyu Sect, Huanxi Gate, Bone Soul Temple, Blood Demon Sect and other places, the towns in more than half of the Zhen Spirit Domain, and the statue of Wang Zijia standing in the Qinglian Realm all had a slight faint light.

It seems that as long as Wang Zijia is willing, he can use the statue as his body, appear everywhere, and realize the divine descent.

Wang Zijia didn't alarm anyone, and looked at most of the town spirit domain covered by the many gods below, and his heart moved.

Suddenly, in the Zhenling Domain, it was as if thousands of lights were lit up.

The sporadic incense flew out of the immortal tablets in countless families, which were condensed by their daily prayers.

Like moths to a fire, they converge on the idols of the gods in the state capitals.

The next moment, tens of thousands of pillars of incense rose into the sky.

Pursuing the guidance of the annihilation, all of them converged in the sky above the Duobao Realm, condensed into a huge pillar of incense light, and fell directly.

Passed through the surface and fell into the idol of the god.

"Ask for help, Wang Xianzun, who is suffering and rescued, bless my family with peace and security, no illness and no disaster!"

"Ask for great mercy and compassion for the Immortal Venerable to kill these demons."

"Immortal Venerable, how can there be such a thing as the Blood Demon Holy Sect in the world."

“······”

At this moment, Wang Zijia's brain exploded, and with the incense surging in, there were countless people's prayers.

This is a very exaggerated red dust pollution, which is actually mixed with the madness of many people, as well as the pollution that comes from some believers after being infected with sins.

This is one of the fundamental reasons why the Fourth Age Divine Macro Forbidden God.

When a believer is infected with madness, his faith often does not disappear, but instead becomes a deformed fanatic.

And that madness and pollution will extend to the gods he believes in with strong faith.

Even if the gods are very powerful, if such pollution accumulates too much, they will quickly degenerate, become evil, and eventually become a mad god.

Then, because of his faith, he polluted the entire group of people who believed in him, and made all the believers become a bunch of crazy people.

Once the madness begins, the gods will become a key node in the madness network, a server-like source of contagion, and eventual genocide.

The so-called gods' legacy is like this, and all races are crazy!

·····

As Wang Zijia heard these prayers, the sculpture of the core deity of his carrier also began to change rapidly.

It seemed to come to life, with a smirk, and more arms began to grow on its body, and its face gradually changed into something indescribable, as if countless people were struggling within it.

Fortunately, Wang Zijia was prepared, and the moment he frantically invaded him, he hid in the Chaos Sea.

Under the light of the golden balance, an incense weight was born rapidly and grew rapidly.

Wang Zijia didn't know the upper limit of his bearing, but he didn't dare to wait.

"Value +17.45 million!"

"Value +20.98 million!"

"Value +32.15 million!"

“······”

The accumulation of incense for hundreds of millions of people for seven years is still very considerable, with the influx of massive incense, Wang Zijia's value has grown rapidly, but the statue outside has stopped changing.

It lasted like this for most of the day before all the movement subsided.

Then Wang Zijia returned to the main body and found out the pill gourd, which contained the low-level pills refined by Wan Yu during this time, as well as the previous accumulation.

Wang Zijia also started to eat Haisai again.

It's another big deal of value.

"Value +14.4 billion!"

After two days of doing this, Wang Zijia absorbed all the accumulation.

The Way: 6,000 (10 billion/10 billion)

Tai Chi: 21.1 billion

Wang Zijia looked at the value, and then looked at the formation he had just learned.

The Great Array of Heavens and Stars: Opening (1 billion/10 billion not yet entered)

The inheritance of the eighth grade primary, Dacheng costs 200 billion, and he naturally can't do it in a short time.

But he didn't need to make a big deal to set up!

[Does it consume 19 billion value degrees to improve the Eight Rank Dao Classic: The Heavens and Stars Great Array is proficient? ] 】

"Yes!"

Celestial Array: Opening (Mastery 20 billion/100 billion)

Tai Chi: 2.1 billion

With the determination of Wang Zijia and the rapid exchange of value, this time, it is completely different from the previous spell perception.

Wang Zijia fell directly into a trance, and didn't feel any information suddenly appear.

He only felt that he was getting lighter and lighter, constantly floating upward, as if he had traveled through endless time and space, and came to the unknown starry sky.

The stars shine and shine brightly.

The next moment, the stars joined together and became a magical whole.

A terrifying force was born on it.

Wang Zijia seemed to have merged into the stars and became a member of the stars, and at this time, he realized that these stars seemed to be people?

Or rather, they are all immortals!

At the core of the formation, a purple star shone, and a pair of strange eyes seemed to sense something, looking towards Wang Zijia.

At this moment, Wang Zijia felt a force that destroyed the world and was extremely terrifying!

The next moment, the stars fluctuated, as if they wanted to say something to Wang Zijia.

However, before Wang Zijia could comprehend it carefully, the void shattered, and an infinite blood-colored giant foot stepped towards him, or rather towards the formation.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the heavens and the earth shattered, the world was destroyed, and there was a thick ominous pervasiveness, frenzied to the world.

"Hmm!"

Wang Zijia snorted, his face turned pale and sobered up, and his heart was shocked.

"That was just now······ Inheritance? Is it the same Sacred Realm inheritance as the Duobao Dao Tradition? ”

"No, this inheritance is much more direct and accurate, it is not like the Duobao Dao to sow the whole world, it should be a very accurate inheritance!"

"And what's that blood-colored Greatfoot at the end?"

"Weng!"

Wang Zijia didn't have time to think more, and was directly pulled back to his senses by the abnormal movements around him.

He was floating in the sky at the moment, with a large hole underneath him, leading to the ground.

Obviously, he just floated up from somewhere.

(End of chapter)