Chapter 565 Gu Yuncheng is seriously injured!
Of course, due to the lack of value, Daozhang is not the kind to become successful right out of the gate.
Chapter 3 of The Legend of Pseudo God·Fifth-grade low-level (minor success 110 million/200 million)
Chapter Three of the Pseudo God's Word: A new generation of inherited Tao was born from the monks' fusion of false Tao, incantation, preaching, inheritance, burial, mind and spirit, etc. This Tao is more suitable for enlightenment due to the fusion of many special Tao traditions.
Introduction: The immortal caressed my head, knotted my hair and received immortality. Boy, you know how to show off. If you teach me well, you have understood this path. You have the potential to pretend to be an ancient immortal god and gain immortality.
Of course, without cheating, it’s just parroting what you say, and it’s just superficial!
Tai Chi: 1.13 million
Seeing that the fifth-grade Dao Zhang Taoism belonging to the Infant God has been completed, he is not far away from his soul.
After the war, after the items are processed and the spiritual items arrive, you can probably try to break through the soul.
I hope Li Shenghui, the peak tribulation master who controls a great immortal dynasty, can be more powerful!
When Wang Zijia's thoughts were complicated, the bodies of the five ghosts beside him also shook, and their auras rose again.
After devouring all the blood pills, they gained much more than Wang Zijia.
It can be said that these five guys are really full of food during this magic sect training. For the first time, their training progress has left Wang Zijia far behind.
Name: Dawa (ghost baby)
Cultivation: Early stage of Yuanshen
Daoxing: One thousand years (450 million/500 million)
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The five ghosts are close to the peak of the early stage of soul! !
Adding up the five, they have gained a full value of 750 million. What an exaggerated figure this is!
According to Wang Zijia's previous estimate, if one person's extraction efficiency of two to three points of value is calculated, this is two to three hundred million lives.
This is just the human elixir that the demon cultivator found in his pocket, including other resources, plus the losses of the old, weak, sick, etc...
In other words, the number of human lives circulating in the market in the short term for more than a hundred demon sects is one billion.
That's right, the Demon Sect is almost using human lives, or young lives, for currency circulation.
Take human elixir blood money as the carrier!
The demon sect calls the mortal nations humans and animals, which is really... vivid and vivid!
Realizing this, Wang Zijia was silent for a while.
He is indeed not a good person and does not have a high sense of morality. This can be seen from the fact that he can feed the corpses of five ghosts and human elixirs without any pressure.
But in the face of this, there is still some silence.
He thought he was not a good person, but he suddenly discovered that compared with these demon cultivators, he could really be regarded as a major cultivator of Xuanmen Immortal Sect! ! !
"Sooner or later, the human elixir method of the Zhenling Realm must be eliminated, no, all the human-devouring methods of the Zhenling Realm must be eliminated!"
With his mind turning, Wang Zijia stopped thinking and began to sort out the Taoism.
The promotion of the Infant God's core lineage to the fifth level also brought him an invisible benefit.
The completion of a fourth-grade high-level Taoist Chapter consumes 60 million worth of values. The fusion of his three inherited Taoist Chapters totals 160 million. It should have been 1.8, but one of them was short of 20 million before it could be completed.
Now the core Taoism that has been integrated into the fifth-grade Taoist chapter only has 110 million. So based on previous experience, the missing 50 million should be the extraordinary compensation of the Yingshen Taoism.
In other words, if Wang Zijia wants to break through the Yuanshen, he can only use spiritual materials and medicine to guide him, so he must prepare at least 50 million worth of points as the threshold for breakthrough.
Even Wang Zijia probably figured out to what extent the value of the time-space magical power needed to be filled.
Therefore, if he doesn't break the seed and breaks through the value of the soul, he can already figure it out.
It still needs about 400 million degrees of value, which is similar to the previous estimate, except that the extraordinary compensation required for the core of the Three Great Traditions was not calculated before.
"We still need 100 million French dollars. It seems that after all the resources are processed this time, it may not be enough after allocating it. But I think even if it is worse, it won't be much different."
"By the way, I still owe the sect 10,000 great merits, which is more than 100 million Dharma money!"
"Damn it, the more I practice, the poorer I get. I don't have any less money. Why, the higher I practice, the more my pockets not bulge, but start to shrink, and now they are all in the negative!"
After initially sorting out his accounts, Wang Zijia found that he was on the verge of bankruptcy and was in urgent need of an accountant and a financial manager!
"Practice... is so difficult!!!"
"The ability I want most is: to be rich! Grandpa, can you support me?"
Wang Zijia was speechless for a moment as he was thinking about all kinds of jokes from his past life.
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In the days that followed, there was a rare calm.
The entire Zhenling Realm has entered a rare moment of calm, as if it has entered a peaceful era.
Post-war supplies began to be digested through various channels.
While Wang Zijia was practicing his own Taoist skills every day, he would occasionally show up at White Peach Peak or take a stroll in the Sword Burial Valley.
More time is spent encapsulating the magic and getting familiar with oneself.
Time flies and it’s two months again.
On this day, Wang Zijia, who had not been to the fairyland for a long time, came to the fairyland.
The place is still so lively. In the square, among all kinds of spiritual objects, a lot of magical artifacts with inflated prices are on sale.
These days, Wang Zijia also understands why the prices of these things are generally exaggerated.
Because when fighting magic cultivators, these things have miraculous effects!
It is not afraid of being contaminated by the evil seeds in the body of the demon cultivator, and while avoiding damage to the natal magic weapon, it can also contaminate the opponent in reverse.
Just be careful when using them for sacrifice. These broken things either have negative effects that affect the mind and make people crazy, or are easily polluted and in a bad state.
The high market demand has created such a strange market.
It has also caused the good Yixian Sect to become like a ghost market for demon cultivators!
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Instead of wandering around the square, they came to the small circle belonging to their lineage.
"I've been so idle recently. There hasn't been any trouble on the defense line for two months. Can you believe it!"
"Let's discuss the alliance again. I guess a war is really going to break out!"
"What does our discussion of the alliance have to do with the Demon Sect? They also prepared a truce for us?"
Wang Zijia looked at the disciple who was talking in surprise. He was a newly promoted real person. The people around him also looked at him as if he were an idiot.
"Junior brother... Is it possible that the Demon Sect is not one of them?"
"Uh..."
"You don't think that the Bone Soul Temple is going to fight three alone? Even the Heavenly Questioning Pavilion may want to join in!"
"In other words, they are also discussing the alliance?"
"With the crazy people in the Demon Sect, can this work?"
"It's probably easier than for us!"
"Yes, if we spread the news about the Turbid Immortal, it will be much easier for them to form an alliance by tempting them to become immortals than for us to unite against the common enemy!"
"Yes, interests are always more important than friendship!"
"Senior Brother Qi, sometimes friendship is still very important!"
"I just sigh."
"By the way, Senior Brother Gu, how is your ancestor? I heard that he was seriously injured last time!"
"The ancestor has been in seclusion since he came back, but there shouldn't be any big problems!"
"..."
Wang Zijia, who was originally listening to everyone's discussion, was stunned.
He tilted his head to look at the disciple being asked. It was a real person from the Gu family. Wang Zijia knew him, but he was not very familiar with him.
Is the ancestor of the Gu family injured?
The Gu family only has two divine ancestors, the elderly Gu Yuncheng and the newly promoted Gu Yuebai. In the more than a year since he went to Changbao to do the mission, he did not have much close contact with the Gu family.
Frowning, he attended the gathering in the fairyland and went to the ghost market of the netherworld.
His cultivation improved too fast. Among the circles he had mixed in before, only these two were still useful.
After strolling, Wang Zijia's mind moved slightly.
The two people from the Gu family took the initiative to refine Wang Zijia's jade disc and completed the initiative to plant demons on their own.
After a moment, Wang Zijia's face was full of astonishment.
"Why is it so serious?"
Originally thought it was a rumor, a result of misinformation and exaggeration. After all, he didn't hear any news.
As a result, he found out that Gu Yuncheng was dying!!!
This situation reminded Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia flashed to the underground base of Baitao Peak. In the center of the entire warehouse, there was a huge dome hall.
The hall was very spacious. On the ceiling, countless dark tentacles were wriggling, and seven tentacles were entangled and extended from the core of the hall.
On the ground, a tree root-like altar was formed.
It looked like there was a vine pillar entangled with flesh and blood in the center of the hall.
There were scattered tree roots above and below the vine pillar.
The entire hall seemed to be built around this altar tentacle pillar.
The pillar was about the height of a person above the ground, with a hollow space in a mesh sphere, in which a blood-red skull was placed: the intelligent brain!
There were countless human skin paper men around, some carrying supplies and disappearing in transit, or carrying corpses into the warehouse.
The entire hall seemed to have become a logistics transfer center for the forces established by Wang Zijia, such as the Demon Suppression Sect and the outer gate trading market established by Gou Hongyuan.
And the blood-red skull was the key to the stable operation of all this.
Wang Zijia came to the skull and was moved.
"Hello, Mastermind, what service do you need?"
Wang Zijia said directly: "Create some personal files, list some demon-breeding targets as key focus targets, and have the human skin clone check them every first and fifteenth day of the month. If you encounter relevant requests for help, pay special attention to them."
"Okay, Mastermind, what are the relevant evaluation criteria?"
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Under Wang Zijia's settings, the demon-breeding targets were quickly graded and archived.
If you don't pay attention, you won't know. Wang Zijia was really shocked when he cleaned up.
The total number of demon-breeding people he has now exceeded 100 million!
And it's not just over 100 million, it's already hundreds of millions!
It's really...
Wang Zijia was speechless for a long time. For the first time, he realized whether he was a little crazy!
If he keeps doing this for a few decades, half of Wanyu Sect will be his people! ! !
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At the foot of Houde Peak, which is one of the seven inner gate peaks and belongs to the four academies of Dan, Qi, Zhen, and Fu.
The area of the Gu family's ancestral land is in the forbidden area.
"Cough cough!"
Gu Yuncheng sat half-leaning on a recliner, coughing continuously.
A lot of blood mixed with internal organs was coughed out by him.
The moment he left his body, his flesh and blood turned into crawling mini ghosts, ready to pounce on Gu Yuncheng again and bite him.
The next moment, a series of sharp sword qi rushed out, instantly crushing these disgusting things and turning them into powder.
"Old Ancestor!"
Gu Yuebai, who had already reached the state of infant god, looked at Gu Yuncheng's continuous coughing nervously and worriedly. At this moment, his face was as pale as gold paper, like an old man who was terminally ill.
Gu Yuebai was supposed to go to the front line before, but Gu Yuncheng took Gu Yuebai's position against all opinions, while Gu Yuebai stayed in the sect to guard the whole clan.
Gu Yuncheng, who was already in his old age, had everyone prepared in mind before setting off. He went with the will to die.
But being prepared is one thing, but when Gu Yuncheng was quietly sent back, it was difficult to even stand and was carried back directly, the top brass of the Gu family were still in chaos.
After suppressing the entire clan for eight hundred years, who is not currently being looked after by Gu Yuncheng, who has grown up with fear melting away, and fear of getting hurt?
Now the sky of the Gu family is about to collapse!
"Yuebai, your ancestor and I probably won't be able to survive this. From now on, this clan will probably have to rely on you to support us. You may be a little tired. When you are suffering, just grit your teeth. I will hand over the Gu family completely. It’s in your hands!”
Gu Yuncheng could not sit up or stand still. He lay on the chair and looked at Gu Yuebai weakly.
"No, ancestor, you are only over 800 years old. We must live for at least a thousand years!"
"Since it is clear that the fifth-grade life heart pill of the ancestor is not working, I will go to the director of the Alchemy Academy, the ancestor Baohua, to make a furnace of the Life and Creation Pill. There is always a chance."
Even though Gu Yuebai has become an infant god and has been accustomed to high positions for many years, he is a little confused at this moment and said nervously.
How could his ancestor, who had been carrying an umbrella over his head since he was born, leave so suddenly!
"Confused!" Gu Yuncheng reprimanded: "Even if I spend tens of millions and get the pill by luck, so what if I can survive for a hundred years? The Gu family will not be able to survive in the future?"
"In order to let me live for a hundred years and let the Gu family live for hundreds of years, you let me go down. How can you explain to the ancestors?"
"Do you want me to say: My ancestors, my grandson is unfilial, and the Gu family has been chewed up by his grandson?"
"Ancestor, if the resources are gone, you can still make money. At worst, my grandson will go to the battlefield to fight..."
"Gu Yuebai, your wings are strong, aren't they!" Before Gu Yuebai could finish his words, Gu Yuncheng became furious.
"Ancestor..."
"Yuebai! A family like ours, which is on the edge of the inner sect, is already walking tremblingly. I have taught you for so many years, why can't your bloody energy dissipate!"
"For the sake of the family, you can't be a cool swordsman. You understand! I will keep an eye on you after I get down!"
"Ancestor..."
"I understand!"
"Grandson, grandson has made a note of it. The continuation of the family is the priority in everything!" Gu Yuebai said with a dim light.
"Sigh... I know you are unwilling to give up, but you don't want to think about it. There are so many monks in the world who wield swords. How many of them must die to give birth to an infant god, and how many to give birth to a soul?"
"Most of them turned into withered bones."
"Old ancestor, if I can carry it for a few more years, I'll leave it to you, but the whole clan can count on you in the future."
"Think about the Yue family. It was on par with ours back then. In just three or four years, look at it, it's already been moved to the outer door."
Gu Yuncheng looked at Gu Yuebai and said seriously. This has been said more than once in the past two months.
"My grandson understands!" Gu Yuebai said in a low voice.
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