Chapter 153 Swordsman, Confucian Scholar, Fairy
Function 3: Replace the real with the fake, the ultimate disguise.
Restriction: If you want to disguise a certain level, you need to seal the power of the corresponding level into the back cover of the book.
If you need to disguise as a [real person], you need to seal at least a third-grade talisman into the back cover of the book to disguise. Of course, you can also seal in third-grade spiritual objects, spiritual tools, etc.
Theoretically, it only has its form, but not its spirit. That is, it can only disguise the appearance, and it is difficult to practice the fake into the real, and have the corresponding strength.
The current level of spiritual tools only supports below the real person realm, and the higher the level of disguise, the fake can be practiced. For example, if you disguise as a libation in the boy stage, you will have a certain strength of the libation, not completely fake.
The amount of strength depends on the spiritual object you seal, and the consumption also comes from the spiritual object.
As for the strength of the disguise, that is, the difficulty of being detected by others, it depends on the object sealed on the front cover of the book. This object does not look at the strength of the spirituality, but only the status. The higher the status of the object, the more difficult it is to be detected when you are disguised.
Theoretically, anything can be disguised, including but not limited to cultivation, physique, even spiritual roots, and characters.
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After sorting it out for a long time, Wang Zijia barely figured out the function of this spiritual tool. Functions one and two are easy to understand, but function three is a bit complicated.
It is probably a disguised magic tool, but this disguise is conditional, and it can become real when the conditions are met.
And the things sealed on the back of the book determine the level of your disguised identity, and the things sealed on the front of the book depend on what level of people you can fool.
Wait, this only depends on the status?
If I seal some golden light of the balance in, wouldn’t it mean that the real immortal has come, and as long as I don’t make a move, I can’t tell that I’m faking it?
It’s probably unlikely, after all, it’s just a third-grade artifact. But it’s undeniable that the equivalent balance, as a Taoist fruit, should have no higher status than it.
As his thoughts moved, the book appeared in front of him, and he saw a bunch of blood stains on the blue-black book.
As Wang Zijia’s mind moved, the blood stains on the book actually squirmed and turned into a heart-shaped blood-colored crystal. It was the thing that the fake real person had sealed before, and it was also the source of the power of the spiritual weapon before.
Wang Zijia sensed it and found that it was actually a Blood God Heart of the Real Person Realm, that is, a blood droplet of the third level.
The fake real person used this thing as the cover of the book, obviously valuing the high status behind the blood droplet, the fallen blood sea creature.
Wang Zijia had seen it in the inherited memory, so combined with a lot of information, he roughly understood it.
The book without the crystal turned into an extremely ordinary book.
Wang Zijia's mind moved, and the red copper weight emerged.
Then he pointed the book to the balance in the sky, collected the golden light on it, and sealed it into the cover of the book together with the red copper weight.
The book actually shone with golden light, and the overall image began to change dramatically.
The black cover was infected by Wang Zijia's magic power and turned into a crystal red color, just like a blood jade jade book.
On the front cover of the book, a golden balance appeared, and there was a red copper weight on the balance. The whole book exuded a sense of nobility and sacredness, not like a third-grade spiritual weapon at all, just like an immortal weapon.
As long as the book is not opened, revealing the strange paintings and the strong ominous aura in it, no one can tell that this book almost turned into a strange thing and was an evil and mysterious weapon.
Before Wang Zijia continued to sort out the information, Wang Zijia felt the book tremble.
"Is this... the outside world?"
Wang Zijia's mind moved, and he immediately exited the space.
At this time, he found that he didn't know when he had left the market and was in a closed dark space. The whole space was like a coffin, presenting a rectangular shape, and the interior was huge and empty, like an air-raid shelter.
At this moment, in addition to Wang Zijia, there were thousands of pages of coffin paintings circulating around. The whole space was shaking constantly, as if there was some huge force impacting it.
As the space trembled, some pages of the book began to vibrate.
"Bang..."
A sound accompanied the explosion of the book pages, and a figure fell out of the exploding pages. The figure trembled for a moment, and finally fainted.
"Bang... Bang..."
This seemed to start a chain reaction. Pages of books exploded, and figures fell out one by one, both alive and dead. Most of them, even if they were alive, fainted instantly after falling out.
Wang Zijia immediately restored his original appearance, and even turned his hand to turn the five spiritual objects obtained in the strange domain into a page of the book, and integrated it into the book. Only a slender bud obtained by Xuelongyuan was left, and then quietly lay in it.
"Ugh!" As the first awake person exploded and fell out, Gu Xuefeng appeared, and subconsciously began to vomit, and the smell of blood, rottenness, and sourness instantly filled the entire space.
"Ugh..."
"Fuck you..."
At this moment, as if in a chain reaction, people who did not faint directly appeared one after another and began to vomit.
Obviously, after they woke up, they remembered what they had done before, at least they had a general impression.
Before everyone could continue, the shaking of the space had reached its limit.
"Crack..."
With a crisp sound, a sound like peeling and breaking sounded in everyone's ears.
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In the outside world, in the core area of the Hundred Demons and Strange Domain, the Grade A Spiritual Field: In the Flying Coffin Square, the squirming flesh and blood coffins on the ground were forcibly suppressed by three figures.
A Confucian scholar, a swordsman, and a fairy lady.
The three people had amazing auras, floating in the air without support, and were obviously not monks who offered wine.
At this moment, the three people attacked in unison, constantly attacking the old blood-red coffin that was originally not in the center of the square.
Judging from the surrounding situation, such attacks have been going on for quite a while.
"Crack!"
With a cracking sound, the three people were shocked, and almost at the same time, they launched another strong attack.
"Bang!"
With the attack of the three people, the old blood-red coffin exploded, and thousands of figures, living or dead, appeared on the square.
After seeing the situation clearly, the three people frowned together, and the fairy waved her hand, and a faint mana wave spread.
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Wang Zijia closed his eyes and felt that the entire air-raid shelter-like space was broken, and they appeared in a square. Outside the space, someone seemed to be looking at them seriously.
Before Wang Zijia could continue to pretend to be unconscious, a wave of magic power swept through his body, and his whole body shook. His breath surged, and his whole body flashed with spiritual light uncontrollably. Under the gaze of all the disciples, he slowly floated up, and the rune of the false way of inheritance between his eyebrows kept flashing.
The frightened Wang Zijia quietly opened his eyes a little, and saw a middle-aged uncle looking at him with a smile.
Wang Zijia subconsciously closed his eyes again and pretended to be an ostrich.