Chapter 297 The Godly Ancestor arrives in person!

Chapter 297 The Godly Ancestor arrives in person!

In shock, the female cultivator opened her mouth and spit out several mouthfuls of blood, activating unconventional means of escape. Her figure merged into the stream behind her again, turning into a bloody aura and escaping into the distance.

"Why bother!" The old Taoist murmured to himself, reaching out and grabbing the jade book next to him.

The same bloody aura rose from the fingertips and disappeared into the book.

"Value -10000!"

For the sake of effect, the veteran even used the blood drop condensation method to create half a drop of blood. The golden dragon behind him also plunged into the book. Under the blessings of many people, the jade book in his hand gave off a strong aura.

Five boys suddenly appeared in the sky and gathered into a huge ghost head.

"Spell: Five Ghosts to Confuse Gods!"

In the middle of the Six Sacrificial Wine Festival, under the blessing of a dragon spirit snake who was pretending to be a real person, he did not hesitate to use his blood and essence to create a spell that was still the one that Wang Zijia had researched the most in the Five Ghosts Magic. Its power was no less powerful. An exclusive spell for Yu who first entered the realm of real people.

As the magic was activated, the ghost heads transformed by the five ghosts disappeared directly.

At the same time, the bloody light in the stream was hit head-on by a black light. After several attempts of defense failed, it sank into his mind.

"Wave!"

"boom!"

The escape light immediately dispersed, and the figure that got into the water rushed out because of its sleepiness. With the help of huge speed, it smashed far away and rolled on the ground for a long time before stopping.

Seemingly doing all this casually, the old man frowned slightly and waved his hand gently.

The five ghosts turned into talismans and flew back to the jade book in their hands with the ghost mist that shrouded the surroundings for miles. As the jade book closed, all the strange images disappeared without a trace.

It sounds long, but actually the whole process only takes a few breaths.

In the Xiaobei Valley, Min Xin just saw the shadow of the water ghost magic disappear, sensed the fluctuation of mana in the distance, and hurried over. What he saw was the sudden spread of ghost mist all over the sky.

Just as he got closer, the ghost mist rolled around again, swallowing up a blood-red jade book, and a strange old Taoist with astonishing momentum appeared on the top of the tree beside the pool.

The old Taoist was somewhat elegant and thin. The night breeze blew his long gown slightly.

"I've met my ancestor!"

While Min Xin was watching this scene blankly, his immediate boss, Brother Demon Tong, suddenly appeared next to him and greeted the old Taoist on the treetop.

Min Xin, who was suddenly awakened, immediately greeted him and said, "I have met the Lord God!"

In Wanyu Sect, Shenjun is a general honorific for the elders of the Third Realm.

The old man held a book in one hand, frowned, looked at the demon boy who suddenly appeared, and said, "Is this the important information you mentioned?"

Min Xin panicked, but the demon boy beside him had already said: "My grandson's information is wrong, please punish me, ancestor!"

"Day by day, it's true that your ancestor and I have become an errand boy. It's outrageous for me to catch such a little girl!" The old Taoist scolded while holding the jade book.

Min Xin was so frightened that he almost peed, and his legs couldn't stop shaking, for fear that the demon boy brother next to him would pull him out and push the cylinder in the next moment.

If he really wants to top the tank, he can predict that the god will be harsh to the demon boy senior brother as much as he dotes on him at this moment.

"What the ancestor taught me is that my grandson must remember the lesson!" Fortunately, the demon boy brother beside him seemed to be responsible enough and didn't mention him a word.

The old Taoist shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand and pointed lightly in the distance. The unconscious water ghost female cultivator turned into a sleeping beauty drawing and floated in front of the devil boy and Min Xin.

"Since you are the deputy master of the Ghost Hall, remember to ask more carefully, and don't let me, the old man, make this trip in vain!"

When the sound spread, Lao Dao's body had already disintegrated and disappeared without a trace.

"call!"

"call!"

The two of them breathed a long sigh of relief almost at the same time, looking slightly relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, Min Xin immediately turned around and said respectfully to the old devil boy beside him: "My intelligence was wrong and I made a big mistake. Please punish me, senior brother!"

The old devil boy reached out and took down the picture of Sleeping Beauty in front of him, turned over his hand and put it away, glanced at Min Xin, and said:

"This matter has nothing to do with you. It's because I made a mistake in my judgment. I thought that the principal and deputy hall masters of the Ghost Dark Hall were [real people]. I was afraid that I would mess up the matter, so I informed the ancestor in advance."

Hearing this, Min Xin quietly breathed a sigh of relief again, his expression still respectful, and he carefully asked the Demon Boy Master: "Senior Brother, which of the sect's divine monarchs is that person just now?"

The Demon Boy's face turned cold, he looked at Min Xin and said, "You cannot ask for the source of any hidden veins. This is the first time I'm warning you, and I hope it will be the last time."

"Junior brother, I'm guilty!" Min Xin was shocked and quickly apologized.

"Your contribution to providing intelligence this time should be at a huge discount. After all, you made a mistake!" The Demon Boy gave Min Xin a cold look and said.

"It doesn't matter if you don't contribute, it's junior brother's fault!" Min Xin quickly said in a flattering tone.

"You can go back and just pretend that nothing happened. Just do what you did before and do the same now." The old devil boy didn't buy it. As he spoke, his figure disappeared.

Min Xin looked at the small pool in front of him, lost in thought for a long time, and then whispered: "Hidden veins? Plus my shadow identity? Is it really like the identity of the secret guard of the Temple of Law, but it seems that it is not the same department as the secret guard. The secret department of Elder Pavilion?"

"Alas, my understanding of the inner sect of the sect is still too limited! But this is a good thing..."

Thinking of this, Min Xin suddenly giggled.

"Ding!"

At this time, the shadow identity talisman above his mind suddenly flashed and appeared. He calmed down his emotions slightly and connected to the talisman communication.

Jiang Mingda's old figure condensed and took shape in his mind, appearing by the stream like a fully virtual projection, looking at everything around him.

Of course, because it is a mental image, strictly speaking it is Min Xin's conscious hallucination, so only he can see it. To outsiders, he is looking at the air at the moment.

"What's the result?" Jiang Mingda asked slightly nervously.

"The elder has arrived, and the water ghost has been arrested!" Min Xin changed his previous caution and said with some indifference.

Jiang Mingda's pupils shrank and he said: "A divine monarch is taking action?! What is the cultivation level of the deputy water ghost master?"

When Min Xin heard this, his indifferent expression fell, and he said angrily: "We have just passed the late stage of the wine ceremony, and we still can't break through for more than three to five years!"

Jiang Mingda was stunned for a moment, then looked at Min Xin with a strange expression, and praised: "Junior brother, you are still awesome. I have worked hard over there for more than half a year, collected several groups of corpses, and only saw one fugue."

"You can actually ask the Divine Lord of the sect to personally help you catch a disciple of this level. I admire you. I really admire you!!!"

"If you continue like this, junior brother's promotion is just around the corner. When you are promoted to the inner sect and become a real person, don't forget senior brother!"

"You!" Min Xin, who was full of resentment, was furious at Jiang Mingda's strange sarcasm. He glared at Jiang Mingda and said: "Senior Brother Jiang, if it weren't for me, you would still be living on tenterhooks. Just don't say thank you, and there is no need to be so sarcastic. Me!"

"Hmph!" Speaking of this, Jiang Mingda just snorted coldly and changed the subject: "Which sect is here this time?"

"I don't know. Senior Brother Mo Tong said that the hidden vein belongs to it and it is strictly forbidden to ask where it came from." Min Xinxin said this with lingering fear. He suddenly remembered something and added: "However, I found that Senior Brother Mo Tong is most likely a disciple of the inner sect. We can fawn more in the future.”

"Oh, I want you to remind me. I have realized it since I saw the Five Immortal Boys of the Five Ghost Lords. After all, Senior Brother Demon Boy also had a few little ghosts at the beginning. At first glance, they are direct descendants. By the way, what is the hidden vein you are talking about? "

"······"

The two negotiated for a long time, and their relationship was quite complicated.

They had been forced to be colleagues for hundreds of years. They originally had some emotional foundation, but they were defeated by Min Xin's backstabbing. But now they can't be regarded as full of hatred and hostility, but the grudge has not been completely eliminated.

A hundred years of love and hate entanglement, love and death, maybe this is what it looks like?

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After Wang Zijia was sure that no one was following him, he wandered around for a few times before quietly returning to Biyiyuan and entering the underground base and sacrifice laboratory.

He turned over his hand and took out the blood jade book. It can be seen tonight that he used the blood jade book to simulate the infant god's aura that is almost as strong as Yue Changqing's. Of course, it is just the aura.

Even if Wang Zijia really finds a fourth-grade spiritual object, and he can fully stimulate the blessing power of the book, he will probably only be able to reach the peak of the real person.

Because the False Dao Zhenlu Chapter is a top-grade spiritual weapon, but it is only a third-grade weapon!

It's just a disguise, but the blessing of strength to refine the fake into the real is almost impossible to exceed the level of the artifact itself.

Besides, with his current level of cultivation, it would take a lot of effort to support him in the Realm Realm. The Infant God in the Third Realm?

Go ahead and sleep, maybe with a higher pillow!

While thinking, the book in front of Wang Zijia was opened, and the Sleeping Beauty drawing paper fell out.

"bump!"

With a soft sound, the pages of the drawing paper exploded, and the sleeping water ghost female cultivator fell out.

Only then did Wang Zijia have the opportunity to look at the other party carefully. Due to being comatose by the Confused God Curse, the other party's concealment disguise has completely dissipated at this moment.

He is in his early twenties, with a handsome face and delicate appearance. He is about 1.6 meters tall and has a very good figure.

Overall, she is a beauty. But it doesn't have much fairy spirit, but looks a bit like Xiaojiabiyu.

Looking at the other party's appearance, Wang Zijia clicked on the ID card first, used his Daozi authority, and a simple message emerged.

Name: Baroness

Spiritual root: top grade

Cultivation: Late stage of wine sacrifice

Age: 49

Affiliation: Taoist court, Shuiling lineage

Position: Instructor of the second grade of Shuiling Tower.

Introduction: I entered the general election forty years ago. Because of my good talent, I was able to enter the Shui Ling lineage, the main line of the five elements in the Taoist court. His talent and temperament live up to expectations, and he has become a monk in the late stage of Jijiu in forty years. He is a real person and is one of the most talented people in Shui Lingmai today.

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He is actually a colleague!

The official buildings of the Sutra Pavilion in each channel are slightly different from those of other departments. For example, the branch pavilions of the Alchemy Academy in each channel are mostly called Danyao Pavilion, the mission hall is called the mission hall, etc.

The inheritance of each lineage has its own characteristics, so the teaching places of each lineage are different, and most of the names are named after the characteristics of each lineage.

For example, Qi Fu Mai, or the system under Fu Yuan is called Fu Lou, Qi Yuan is called Qi Lou, etc. There are also names based on their own characteristics, such as Shui Ling Lou of Shui Ling Mai.

After carefully looking at the basic information for a moment and gaining a general understanding of it, a speck of demonic light condensed out during the fluctuation of Wang Zijia's mana.

To be on the safe side, Wang Zijia turned over his hand and found a wisp of evil breath, used it as a medium, and threw it into his mouth.

In just a moment, Wang Zijia easily finished planting the demon.

His mind flashed, and the blood-red jade book brought Wang Zijia to his sea of ​​consciousness.

As its many weights emerged, Wang Zijia skillfully found the control weights of the Bone Soul View: the Demonic Oath, and the ghost's Demonic Soul Probing Secret Hand.

But, this Demonic Soul Probe is a little different from before.

Weight: Demon Soul Probe (Residual)

Classification: Blessing Curse

Status: Activated (One-time Consumption)

Value: 3

Introduction: The monitoring method left by the demon cultivator of Bone Soul Temple has been activated before death and completed the final information transmission. It is currently useless.

Looking at this weight, Wang Zijia can basically be sure that the Ghost Spirit Hall Master, who Wang Zijia was ready to be on guard, has successfully played GG in the last ambush and announced his withdrawal in advance.

Out of caution, Wang Zijia still exchanged the two weights first, and then checked the opponent's many weights. After confirming that there were no other control methods, he began to sort out their information.

But as he sorted out, Wang Zijia frowned and found a serious problem.

Weight: Ice Spirit Demon Soul Method

Level: Second-grade advanced method

Advanced: Mastery

Value: 45387

Introduction: The inheritance of the fine arts of the Bone Soul Temple, taking the spirit and controlling the soul, achieving the Ice Soul Spirit Fetus, is an alternative summoning method, and when the real person breaks through the infant god realm, there is a small breakthrough bonus. It is a branch inheritance of the fourth-grade core inheritance of the Bone Soul Temple "Demon Soul Chapter".

Looking at the core method that the other party practiced, Wang Zijia frowned. This alone basically determines that this woman's identity is different from that of an ordinary secret agent. In Wang Zijia's opinion, this also marks that she cannot be recruited by conventional means.

As for why... Secret agents with the inheritance of the Bone Soul Temple and those without the inheritance are two completely different concepts.

Min Xin and others, rather than being spies of the Bone Soul Temple, are disciples of the Wanyu Sect controlled by the Bone Soul Temple.

Because no matter whether they are inheritance or three views, they are all shaped by the Wanyu Sect. Such people, Wang Zijia has the confidence to recruit them, and using them as dead soldiers is also a reasonable use of resources.

But the Baluo concubine in front of him was obviously a spy carefully cultivated by the Bone Soul Temple. It was probably taught by the ghost spirit. Except that she grew up in Wanyu and had no chance to commit crimes and slaughter the demons, she had nothing to do with the Wanyu Sect.

Just like in the previous life, one was a rebellion under control of the Chinese, and the other was a spy disguised as a Chinese by the islanders who lurked in the country. There was an essential difference between the two.

And under this essential difference, the education, the shaping of the three views, and the degree of attention were completely different.

For such a person, Wang Zijia did not intend to recruit him conventionally.

While thinking, he had already sorted out his information and exchanged his curse.

"Hmm!"

As soon as Wang Zijia left his sea of ​​consciousness, the Baluo concubine in front of him snorted and opened his eyes faintly.