Chapter 448: When prosperity comes, the people suffer; when decline comes, the people suffer
"Value +7.94 million!"
Tai Chi: 9.48 million.
After a long time, Wang Zijia digested the pollution. Seeing the huge amount of value, Wang Zijia was in a better mood.
From the point of view that when the second foundation chapter is condensed, 10 million value is needed to supplement the extraordinary characteristics.
Wang Zijia does not have the infant god spirit, but only the relevant spirit medicine.
In addition to all the law chapters, if conditions permit, the spirit root is also upgraded by one level to ensure that the talent will not affect the condensation of the infant!
Dao Xing: 600 years (40 million/40 million)
Spirit root: special earth and blood spirit root (top grade 500,000/5 million)
Zhongyue chapter (small success 1.5 million/3 million) top grade,
So before the infant god breaks through, he'd better prepare 20 to 30 million value, which should be enough.
"It's almost there. If I can accumulate another 10 million, and find another spiritual medicine, I can try to condense the infant!"
After thinking for a while, Wang Zijia got up and left the hall. He stood in the corridor outside the door, leaned against the railing and looked out.
It was already evening, and it was not yet sunset, but the sun had already set, and some dim sunlight shone on the entire imperial capital.
Countless mortals lived in it, either happily or painfully, like ants, diligently building their own world.
The smell of fireworks made Wang Zijia slightly stunned for a long time.
The vast knowledge reserve has gradually made him 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 Taoism and to minimize the appearance of wilderness, the upper echelons need to vigorously develop the population.
However, the scarcity of spiritual roots and their gathering in one place will make many places live in risks, facing the destruction of demons from time to time, and living in dire straits.
‘So for the sake of world stability, for the continuation of cultivation, for the survival of the human race, is it really right to reproduce vigorously, even sacrificing the happiness of ordinary people and letting them become worker ants? ’
‘But if not, what awaits the human race? ’
‘Without enough population, the monks will gradually die. And in such a bad world, without enough power to guard, the human race will go extinct. ’
‘It can be said that the lack of sufficient base for reproduction will really lead to racial extinction. ’
‘So there is no right or wrong at all. In order to continue, it must be so. Of course, if the system is better, the pressure on the bottom may be less, but it still needs to carry the burden forward. ’
‘Because heroism... is to get a hero to bear everything, the consequences are much more serious than now. ’
‘At least now, the world will not be destroyed if anyone is missing, and the world will not fall into stagnation because of the collapse of someone's will and the danger of life. ’
‘But why does every world, in the end, let the bottom carry the mountain forward? ’
‘In the ordinary world, houses and land are used to collect all labor and drive people forward. In the world of immortal heroes, extraordinary power is directly collected! ’
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At this moment, Wang Zijia’s thoughts diverged a little. He seemed to have seen through the essence of this world and realized that all worlds were like this.
While his mind was confused, helpless and hesitant, he was more determined in his path!
His character was destined to be unable to save all living beings, nor to become a savior, and to create the legendary Pure Land Paradise without sorrow and pain.
He just wanted to make sure that he would not become one of the pathetic ones. He did not seek to become a person who dominated the fate of others, but only to be able to freely dominate his own life and find freedom!
He was just a somewhat selfish layman.
He could be compassionate to the best of his ability!
Risk everything to save?
Then the saints should look for someone else!
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Perhaps it was the things he had seen and heard in the past few days, as well as the gourds of blood-red pills, that more or less shocked Wang Zijia.
He had been in this world for two or three years, and had gone from the acceptable environment of Wan Yu to the current environment where demons danced, which made him feel a little emotional.
Standing on the top floor of the Zhaixing Tower, he leaned lazily on the railing, his thoughts constantly diverging.
Sometimes he thought about the right and wrong of the world's operation;
Sometimes he thought about how to change it a little;
Sometimes he thought about how some things seemed to be very different from the previous life, but the core was so similar.
"Oh, after all, you are still idle! People have lived for thousands of years, and you have to worry about these things?"
After a long time, Wang Zijia said to himself in a self-deprecating way, and stopped his messy thoughts.
No matter what the world is like, he sticks to his bottom line, pursues freedom, and does what he thinks he should do to the best of his ability!
As long as he keeps these, he will be a "human", not necessarily sacred, but no one can deny the fact that he is a "human"!
In an instant, Wang Zijia's whole body suddenly became clear.
Just like the enlightenment in Longchang, his mind was clear.
In his mind, there were only three thoughts of love poison, but at this moment, dozens of thoughts appeared automatically.
His mind cultivation made great progress, which was very beneficial to the condensed infant!
'So, this is the heart of Tao? '
'Yes, this is the heart of Tao! '
"Haha!"
The hearty laughter echoed on the top of the Zhaixing Building.
"Senior, spare my life!"
"Old man, if you have the guts, kill me."
"I'm going to kill you. I'm going to turn you into a pig and cut your flesh off and eat it every day!"
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Probably because they suddenly heard Wang Zijia's voice, the two people next door, who had been tortured a bit, started talking nonsense.
Wang Zijia paused in laughter, leaned against the railing, and said calmly: "Add two more hours!"
"Father, I don't think they can hold on for an hour!" Chu Ziyu replied in the next room without any words of agreement.
"Don't worry, I want him to die at the fifth watch. Even if the King of Hell comes, it will be difficult to get him away before the third watch!" Wang Zijia said calmly, and his indifferent tone showed that he was confident enough in his own methods.
"I understand, kid!" Chu Ziyu was silent for a moment before replying.
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An hour later, the sun set in the west and the sky was filled with sunset glow.
"I have met the elder Demon Boy. I wonder why the elder called his disciples here?" Dong Chengye came to the main hall and said respectfully to Wang Zijia who was sitting high in the hall.
Wang Zijia did not answer the other party, but checked the other party's information.
With his current level of cultivation, it is already very easy for disciples like him to cultivate demons, and he can do so quietly without leaving any trace.
Name: Dong Chengye
Spiritual root: middle-grade wood-fire spiritual root
Daoji: seventh grade
Cultivation: Late stage of wine sacrifice
Daoxing: three hundred years (2 million/2 million)
Dharma: Weihuo alchemy method (Dacheng)······
Available value: 5.67 million
As a more than 200-year-old alchemy cultivator, the opponent has quite a wealth of experience, so at least he can cheat and break through real people.
However, being driven here, compared with the alchemy cultivators of the same age in the sect, it is obvious that he is lacking in all aspects, especially his personality and interpersonal relationships.
Wang Zijia looked at the other person for a moment, and then suddenly asked: "How much savings do you have?"
"Ah?" Dong Chengye raised his head in confusion and asked doubtfully: "Elder, what did you just ask?"
Of course he wasn't deaf, but he wasn't sure if he had misunderstood.
"I would like to ask you how much money you can make if I ask you to sell everything and spend everything you have."
As he spoke, Wang Zijia thought of something and added, "You'd better think it through before answering. This will affect your future life!"
Dong Chengye obviously understood what Jiang Jiangbie Zuoshou said clearly.
Although he was puzzled, confused, and confused, considering that there was a divine king in front of him, there was no way he would come to rob him of his savings, so he did not hide anything.
"Although the disciple is not very good in all aspects, he is also good at alchemy. He also specifically chose to be near the Danxia Sect. Over the years since he left the sect, he has accumulated a lot of wealth because he has given up the idea of cultivation."
"If you don't count the more than 100 kilograms of the disciple's whole body to create the inheritance, and spend all of it and sell what can be sold, the disciple should be able to collect more than 3 million Dharma money."
This actually surprised Wang Zijia. This net worth is almost comparable to that of Du Wanhai back then.
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 Wentian Pavilion.
But this really surprised Wang Zijia. He originally thought that the other party was a marginal figure. Even if he was an alchemy cultivator, it would be good if he had one million magic coins.
After all... He himself is a fake infant monk, and he only has hundreds of thousands of Dharma money at his disposal. It can be seen that there will never be a shortage of poor people in the cultivation world!
And the higher your cultivation level, the poorer you will be!
"More than three million? That's enough!" Wang Zijia said to himself, "Are you willing to spend two million Dharma to become a real person for the rest of your life?"
Dong Chengye, who was still a little confused, suddenly raised his head and stared at Wang Zijia.
"Why, you don't want to?" Wang Zijia asked after seeing that he remained silent for a while.
"I wish, disciple!" Dong Chengye suddenly woke up and nodded crazily.
"In addition to the two million dharma money, you have to make a promise to me!" Seeing this, Wang Zijia said calmly.
"Elder, tell me!" Dong Chengye suppressed the excitement in his heart and said seriously.
Wang Zijia looked at Dong Chengye and said calmly: "I can help you to be promoted to a real person. In addition to paying two million Dharma money, you also need to guard this place for a hundred years."
"While ensuring the stability of the Chengde Dynasty, establish the Demon Suppressing Sect and Demon Suppressing Division to eliminate evil across the country."
Dong Chengye said with some confusion: "Demon Suppressing Sect, Demon Suppressing Division? Does the Inner Sect Demon Suppressing Tower have such a structure? This disciple is stupid!"
Wang Zijia replied calmly: "It has nothing to do with Demon Suppressing Peak. This is a subordinate sect established by my disciples. If you agree, someone will take care of you and tell you how to act, and even send experienced disciples to the front." It’s not hard to come and help.”
"Disciple understands!" Dong Chengye bowed respectfully and said hesitantly: "Disciple currently only has more than one million Dharma money. Can the elder give the disciple half a day to raise money?"
"It doesn't matter, it's not too late to pay later. Since you agreed, let's break through!" Wang Zijia waved his hand casually and said calmly.
"Ah? Breakthrough? Are you here now?" Dong Chengye said with a confused face.
"What else? What else do you want, do you want me to play a gong or a drum for you?" Wang Zijia asked in reply, leaning on the seat with an extremely casual expression.
Dong Chengye immediately explained: "That's not what I mean. What I mean is that I have given up on promotion before and have not prepared any real-life spiritual objects, elixirs, treasures, etc., and there is not even a spiritual vein here..."
Wang Zijia raised his hand to stop the other party from continuing to speak, and said: "You don't seem to understand, what does it mean for me to enlighten you? Or do you think anyone is qualified to receive the enlightenment of the infant god?"
Dong Chengye opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't even think of how to praise him.
Is this the God?
No wonder everyone is trying their best to join the inner sect, and would rather serve tea and water than to be in the outer sect and act arrogantly!
"What are you doing? Are you in a daze?" Wang Zijia frowned slightly and pulled the stupid Dong Chengye back to reality.
Dong Chengye immediately came back to his senses and prepared to explain. He met Wang Zijia's lazy demeanor and indifferent eyes, and instantly realized that he didn't care about these things at all.
He was blessed and stopped wasting time. Without saying anything, he sat cross-legged and began to break through.
He was more than two hundred years old, and he never thought that one day he would try to break through like this, and in such a careless situation.
As his mana fluctuated, a pill flew into his mouth, and he swallowed it without hesitation.
The next moment, he immediately noticed the strangeness of the pill in his mouth.
As a pill cultivator, he had seen many strange pills, but he had never seen such a strange pill.
It was like a fake pill, with only a few strange auras in it.
But the next moment, he was shocked. Those auras expanded rapidly and turned into several spiritual objects that were very precious to him and extremely suitable for him.
At the same time, many of the things he had learned over the years were deepened rapidly, while many were faded rapidly.
This pill actually has the effect of clearing the Taoism. What kind of pill is this! ! !
In his surprise, he had just started to break through for a moment, and probably because his thoughts were too complicated or too careless, he instantly showed a tendency to fail.
The mana ran wild, and the runes jumped.
The next moment, everything went back.
Time seemed to have returned to the time before he started to break through, which made him a little stunned and confused.
"Continue!" With a cold voice, another magical elixir flew into his mouth!
Dong Chengye: "!!!"
After listening to the legend of the God King in the sect for two hundred years, I finally know what the God King is today. I only know how terrifying the God King's methods are!
He took a deep breath, suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart, and began to condense the Rune True Seed again to break through the True Man.
Perhaps it was a long-term accumulation, or it might be the first time that he had experience, this time it was quite smooth.
This made Wang Zijia raise his eyebrows. He thought that the other party would have to come to two or three times to reset the point before it succeeded, but he didn't expect it to succeed the second time.
And seeing that the condensed Rune True Seed has not been downgraded, it is also a seventh-grade True Seed, with the possibility of an infant god!