Chapter 551 Yin Yang Dao God: Wuyouzi!
The next moment, Zhuo Xiaokuan, who was watching Wang Zijia's method, froze in his face. He was shocked to find that in an instant, the poisonous insect he had completely implanted had lost control.
Then he saw that the skin of the feminine man was wriggling, and under the pores, the insect eggs that looked like white powder were constantly excreted.
In an instant, it was not a big deal.
"Okay, act separately and wait for my signal!"
Wang Zijia ignored the shocked Zhuo Xiaokuan, and after speaking, he took the feminine man and floated away.
Zhuo Xiaokuan waited for Wang Zijia to disappear before waving his hand, and the expelled poisonous insect flew back to his hand, feeling no abnormality at all.
However, this is more terrifying than abnormality.
After all, it is too terrifying to easily get rid of his poisonous insect without taking control of his poisonous insect!
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Wang Zijia transformed into the appearance of a feminine man. According to the general information obtained, he took the feminine man and quickly crossed the mountains and came to the inner gate peaks of the eastern district.
He stopped in a cave in the mountains.
"Greetings, Master!"
"Master, you are back from the banquet!"
"Godfather, you are back!"
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As soon as Wang Zijia arrived at the cave, a lot of women came out, and they were afraid and expectant and came to Wang Zijia.
There were no rules for greeting, but they looked at him with seductive eyes, full of spring, and affectionately. Two of them even came up to him directly.
'It's okay to raise a dual cultivation furnace, and it's understandable to plant the seal of love slaves. '
'But why did you make all of them disciples? '
'Wait, what did I hear just now? You called godfather, right? Why did you come up and get horny? '
'Is this the legendary strange habit of liking to be called daddy when playing games? '
'Playing occasionally can be called fun, but you are doing this in the cave, it's a bit perverted! '
'This guy, is he having so much fun? ’
Wang Zijia felt strange in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged. He slightly agitated his magic power and directly blocked the demon women who were like soft-footed snakes and wanted to destroy his Tao heart. He said coldly:
"I am a little tired today!"
The demon women all trembled, and two of them even wet their pants while trembling under his deep and cold words.
Wang Zijia: "..."
Wang Zijia's heart twitched, and he looked at the demon woman with a blank expression.
The demon woman's face flushed, and she looked at Wang Zijia with a dazed look!
This love slave seal has at least penetrated into the soul, and it has also been abused to develop a special fetish!
It is indeed a demon from the demon sect!
One by one, they just want to destroy my Tao heart!
Ignoring the undetectable restlessness in his heart, Wang Zijia directly left the demon women and entered the cave.
This is a more traditional and retro mountain cave, but the decorations, lamp holders, furniture, etc. are all made of piles of bones, some of which are human bones, and some are strange animal bones.
The cave environment was a bit dark.
These styles combined made the whole cave seem very mysterious. With the charming women, it looked like a demon cave.
After quickly finding the training room, Wang Zijia started the retreat mode, as if the harvest from the night banquet was too rich.
After opening the formation, Wang Zijia turned his hand and brought the feminine man out again.
The man's face was dull, standing there like a puppet.
He first escaped into his chaotic sea of consciousness, checked the many weights, and exchanged some of the control backhands.
Good guy, there are quite a few, a full five methods.
After confirming that there was no problem.
He exited the sea of consciousness, and countless runes gathered at his fingertips as his whole body's mana fluctuated.
The next moment, Wang Zijia reached out and gently touched the feminine man's brow.
The man's face twitched instantly, and small ghost faces appeared on the surface of his body from time to time, as if something in his body was about to come out because of the excessive pain.
Of course, it was not that he had a ritual of resistance. He was not only possessed by a demon, but also possessed by a skin demon. Even if a true immortal came, he could not save him.
This was an instinctive reaction of being too painful, just like a person rolling on the ground.
Even in such pain, he still stood still and let Wang Zijia cast a spell. Even the little ghosts in his body kept struggling in his body, obviously suffering the same pain of extracting souls and refining spirits.
As the runes on Wang Zijia's fingertips rushed in, pictures flashed quickly in his eyes.
What he saw was a white field, surrounded by a group of demon women, with people serving him above and below, and a weapon on his face, which made him feel depressed and difficult to breathe.
He felt like he had entered a pile of snakes, a white field, all people.
Wait... Why did I see other sticks?
Why aren't they all women? !
Wang Zijia, who was originally planning to criticize the other party's memory, suddenly shuddered.
"What the hell?"
I decisively quit the soul-searching in the immersive way and switched to the soul-searching in the movie-watching way.
It's mainly because it's too exciting!
It's fine if it's just the big back and cotton, but this is not so exciting in the 108 styles I learned in my previous life!
It's fine if it's just the exchange and learning between brothers and sisters, but this is a group of people, plus a group of servants, discussing the Tao together, this is too...
It's really a demon from the demon sect. How can my heart of Taoism be disturbed by your in-depth discussion and exchange?
I didn't immerse myself in it anymore, but searched my soul with a critical eye as if I was watching a movie.
Ji Qi, a direct descendant of the Soul Burying Sect Wuyou God Lord, who has just entered the late stage of cultivation, is responsible for raising pets for his ancestors, and is quite favored by the descendants of the furnace cauldron.
And this guy is a lustful and hungry ghost, and he is still a standard meat and vegetable person.
Because of this, he attracted quite a lot of attention among his fellow disciples.
I was often invited by my senior sisters and brothers to discuss the Tao in depth.
Well, the Wuyou Mountain lineage of Wuyou Shenjun has a bit of the shadow of the Happy Demon Sect, and he likes divine (harmony) intercourse.
Because of this, things like gender are a bit loose, and they like to discuss things together, like a group of snakes entangled in each other.
Because when God (harmony) talks about Tao, two people only have two happiness, but ten people have ten happiness, just like the bliss on earth.
As the information passed by, Wang Zijia gradually understood his identity, and more and more, there were various discussions on Taoism that subverted the three views.
"Oh, I'm still young! I thought I had rich learning resources!"
"It seems that compared to the demons who are proficient in this way, I am just an entry-level Taoist!"
"Wait, what the hell is this?"
When Wang Zijia's mind was racing and he was searching the other party's memory, the other party was deeply impressed, and a picture of his soul feeling refreshed emerged.
It was a huge discussion meeting, with dozens of men and women dancing among the demons, but the core person was not him, but the Lord Wuyou.
There were a lot of white flowers, everyone was deeply intertwined in their discussions, the battle was extremely fierce, and they were extremely happy.
But...this guy is the direct descendant of Wuyou Old Ghost!
This... this is too vegetarian...
Um?
The next moment, Wang Zijia, who was searching for souls, decisively blocked the discussion.
Without it, this discussion is a trap!
In other words, it is an alternative mind-branding spell that not only protects the disciple's mind, but can also be used as a counterattack, waiting in a pit for soul-searchers like Wang Zijia to come.
If someone who is idle rashly gets in, he may be enslaved by the memory of the god and become a slave of desire who only knows how to talk about Tao.
This method is extremely subtle. When Wang Zijia checked the weights just now, he didn't notice it.
The main reason is that this is a kind of memory and cognitive infection, which is a special advanced method of mind and spirit, and is completely different from those crude things.
"There's something!" Wang Zijia was a lot more careful, but at the same time he stopped being dismissive.
There is no simple demon cultivator who dares to use evil as his source and jump repeatedly on the edge of madness to become a divine king.
Wang Zijia carefully searched the other party's memory, focusing mainly on Wuyou Shenjun and the sect-protecting formation.
For a moment, when Wang Zijia completed the search, his brows furrowed slightly.
"The formation eye is actually in the forbidden area? Rather than in a specialized formation department?"
"Is this the fundamental difference between Taoism and Demonism?"
"That's right, the big guys don't trust others with this kind of fate!"
"However, this is a bit tricky. This guy is not qualified to enter the forbidden area, so infiltration is out of the question."
After just thinking for a moment, Wang Zijia came up with a good idea.
His hands flipped quickly, and countless runes poured into Ji Qi's body in front of him like a tide, constantly refining him.
With Wang Zijia's current cultivation level, it shouldn't be too easy to use the prosthetic body sacrifice method to refine a real human body.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Ji Qi's consciousness was completely wiped out by Wang Zijia.
Everything else, including souls, cause and effect, etc., were made into prostheses by Wang Zijiaji.
His body was like a piece of skin covering Wang Zijia's body.
Wang Zijia has completely transformed into Ji Qi himself. Not to mention the arrival of the Infant God Lord and the arrival of the Tribulation Master, one may not be able to tell the authenticity.
After doing all this, Wang Zijia checked himself for a moment.
That's all there is to it this season. He actually wears a pair of fake magic weapons at his feet, and the functions of this magic weapon are weird.
The core function is to support the feet, not to escape.
After searching the memory, I found the reason for this pseudo-magic weapon, and the corners of my mouth twitched subconsciously.
"He is indeed a devil!"
Wang Zijia muttered, and after making sure nothing was missing, he stood up and left the room.
"Master, you are out of seclusion so quickly!"
"Hey, does my adoptive father need to take a bath?"
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As soon as he came out, he was surrounded by a group of witches waiting outside. They looked at him with lustful eyes and wanted to discuss things with him.
It's not because of how handsome Ji Qi is, it's entirely because these witches all have deep slave marks, and they are still very bad, and their minds are almost filled with thoughts of arguing with him.
Without leaving any trace, Wang Zijia used his strength to move slightly again, swinging away the entangled demon girls.
"I have something to do, so I have to go to my ancestor's place!"
Although these witches are in heat all the time, at least they still have some sense. Hearing this, Qiqi woke up for a moment and did not dare to get entangled in the slightest.
Wang Zijia quickly left the cave and headed towards the top of the mountain.
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The Soul Burial Sect is surrounded by mountains, especially in the eastern region. All the gods have at least one or several mountains of their own.
Every mountain has its own distinct faction. This is much clearer than the distinction between various factions in Wanyu.
The various meridians in the universe are also differentiated by Taoism. The meridians are so entangled that they cannot be completely and clearly separated.
But the situation of the Demon Sect is completely different, because most of the Demon Sect's exercises have backdoors, and they are even just a furnace exercise. The ultimate goal of practice is to refine oneself into a perfect giant for the master. There are countless medicines.
Most people cultivate this lineage by themselves, which is completely their own granary.
Therefore, the factions of the Demon Sect have natural and physical differences.
Wuyou Mountain is a large branch of the Soul Burial Sect.
When Wang Zijia flew to the top of the mountain, he saw that in many buildings, people were discussing Taoism in the open air, even during the day. What's more, when he saw Wang Zijia passing by, he asked him to join him on the spot.
This is... the magic kiln!
snort!
Don't even think about messing with my Taoist heart, I have a heart of stone!
When he came to the main hall of Ancestor Wuyou's palace, Wang Zijia saw white flowers again.
Pink curtains were everywhere, the fragrant breeze was blowing, and many people were lost in the discussion.
"It's Xiao Qiqi who's here. Do you miss your ancestor?"
The next moment, Wang Zijia felt hot all over his body, and an illusory shadow wrapped around him like a snake.
Qianying wrapped around him, stretched out her hand to pick Wang Zijia's chin, and asked him to raise his head.
The cold and smooth touch stimulated his nerves, and his whole body was experiencing a high degree of stimulation.
He was slightly frightened, his face showed some nervousness, but his eyes were full of intoxication and enthusiasm.
"Gulu!"
Wang Zijia swallowed and said nervously: "Old, ancestor, my grandson has something important to report."
As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at the senior brothers and sisters who were discussing Taoism in the hall.
"Is that so? Come to my room, little Qiqi. It's been a while since I took a closer look at you, and I'm here to guide you in your practice!"
The beautiful figure wrapped around her body like a snake said a word and disappeared without a trace. Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and at the same time, her face was full of surprise and enthusiasm.
After looking at the brothers and sisters who were still discussing Taoism, he turned around and walked towards the side of the hall.
After passing through several palaces, we entered a huge pink hall.
Before entering the main hall, Wang Zijia stopped, carefully took off his shoes, and stepped in barefoot.
This is a taboo of Lord Wuyou. People who come here are not allowed to wear shoes.
Well, Wuyou Shenjun most likely has a deep foot fetish!
The reason why he is favored this season is that he has a pair of very good-looking feet, which is the kind for a man.
That's right, it's not because Ji Qi is so talented or sensible, the fundamental reason is that his feet have made his ancestor like him since he was a child.
The pair of pseudo-magic-level boots under my feet were specially given for protection.
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Stepping into the hall with bare feet, the feeling is not cold, but rather like stepping on velvet.
The entire hall is paved with a carpet made of special fur of second-grade monsters. It is extremely comfortable to touch and convenient for discussing Taoism anytime and anywhere.
The main hall is still filled with all kinds of pink gauze curtains. When the breeze blows, the fragrance blows slowly, making the surrounding areas appear faintly.