Chapter 583: Exploring the First Forbidden Land Again [Please subscribe, please vote]
Under a strange pull, Wang Zijia's mind came to a pure white world.
It seems infinitely big and infinitely small here.
"Welcome the Immortal Lord to the virtual world for the first time. Do you need to set up an initial identity and disguise yourself?"
An exquisite and perfect girl appeared in front of Wang Zijia.
With her princess dress and long purple hair, the lifelike 'Hatsune Miku' appeared in front of her!
Wang Zijia: "······"
Isn’t it a bit of a dick-level mistake to set up the weapon spirit like this?
As an artificial intelligence in the virtual world, we serve the general public!
All the disciples should know about his strange habits of the World-Transferring Immortal Lord by now!
The ghost knows that this is the development path of the mechanical intelligence of the gods!
Awkward!
"No settings, no modifications, just let it be!" Wang Zijia suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, put the embarrassment behind him, and whispered.
The next moment, Wang Zijia felt a familiar and strange sense of time travel. The soul had passed through some special world, which was completely different from the fantasy world that entered the sect.
This world seems to really exist, somewhere between reality and fiction! ! !
It's not pure fantasy!
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After a while, Wang Zijia saw the boundless sea of clouds, countless floating islands suspended in the sky, and countless monks and mortals living among them.
But isn't he a little big at the moment? Connecting the sky and the earth, it’s like a giant god opening the sky!
And the moment he appeared, dazzling divine light radiated from his body, and the whole world celebrated his arrival.
For a moment, he had a special feeling, as if he could shape the world in any way as long as he wanted, just like a creator god.
This huge movement shocked countless people on the floating island. Some were surprised, and some even started kowtowing directly.
"Why are you making such a big noise!" Wang Zijia silently turned off these special effects manually.
There are some aspects of this machine spirit that are still not completely perfected. This is the fundamental difference between mechanical intelligence and traditional intelligence.
After calming down, Wang Zijia quietly entered each floating island.
Various floating islands are full of strange things, including saints' monasteries, fairy palaces, ghost cities and underworlds, and mysterious realms.
Over the past hundreds of years, people have created various wonderful places in legends here, and countless people live in them.
After getting familiar with the world for a while, Wang Zijia showed an expression of surprise.
This virtual world seems to be more suitable for him to integrate the current forces to create a headquarters.
Whether it’s the style or the ease of entry!
Because to enter the virtual world, you only need to be able to connect to the ‘server’!
The clones of gods and demons can be used as signal receiving base stations!
Compared to the Duobao World, not only can you achieve a higher level of force here, but it is also more seamless.
"What an unexpected surprise!"
Time passed quickly as Wang Zijia continued to become familiar with the various changes in the Qinglian world.
In the blink of an eye, it’s been a month.
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The Old Continent, the former core continent of the Qinglian World, is now the breeding base in the Qinglian Continent.
Wang Zijia once again came to the first forbidden area, in front of the life forbidden area.
Qinglian Realm is now his base camp. Even when he becomes an immortal, his strength is enough and his Taoist foundation is solid, he plans to swallow the realm's magic.
Therefore, how can a vicious beast be allowed to sleep soundly beside the couch?
Well, the premise is that it can be solved. If it can't be solved, just sleep and sleep, and you won't lose a piece of meat? !
Monks, when the bottom line is not involved, the standards must be flexible enough!
Your life is important, there is no shame in it!
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This time, there were also a group of Holy Land bosses who came together. At this moment, they were all looking at the world shrouded in gray fog in front of them in trance.
"Huh? You have explored it many times, right?" Wang Zijia looked at it for a moment and said in surprise.
All the disciples were stunned. In an instant, they all stared at Zong Bixue.
Only this deviant and rebellious guy could violate the Immortal Lord's prohibition and explore quietly.
"Excuse me, Immortal Master, but the demons kept in captivity by my disciples have occasionally gone mad and rushed in for some reason in recent years." Zong Bixue replied.
"Is that so? Did these crazy people bring you any news?" Wang Zijia didn't reveal anything, but said with a half-smile.
Zong Bixue said with sweat on his forehead: "No, no, there is no news from them all."
"Then bring two more ferocious beasts over here, and I'll give them a try too, and see what happens when you go crazy." Wang Zijia said.
Zong Bixue's face froze, thinking that Wang Zijia was going to call for punishment, so he immediately knelt down and said, "Disciple, I know your crime!"
"I mean literally, I want you to bring two guys over." Wang Zijia shook his head and said:
"You are already the Holy Lord of the First Realm, what's the crime in doing this? Of course, if you cause a big mess, you will have to bear the blame yourself!"
Zong Bixue was stunned for a moment, and once again realized the enlightenment of this Immortal Lord. Immediately, his mind moved slightly.
"Boom!"
"Roar!"
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the breeding park outside. Several huge ferocious beasts were running towards this side, roaring at everyone.
Zong Bixue raised his hand and moved slightly, and the ferocious beast that barely offered wine was imprisoned and brought to Wang Zijia.
"Immortal Lord, these ferocious beast disciples can only be roughly controlled, and cannot obey the instructions like spiritual beasts."
Wang Zijia didn't take it seriously and looked at several tall ferocious beasts in front of him. Finally, he turned his attention to a three-meter-tall, deformed monster wolf with horns on its head and six horse hooves under its body.
He floated to the demon wolf, raised his hand and fed the demon seed to the demon wolf in the form of a special elixir. After it was completely eroded, Wang Zijia threw it in casually.
The gray mist surged for a moment and returned to its original state again.
This time, unlike before, Wang Zijia was completely unaware. Although Wang Zijia still failed to observe any useful information in his chaotic sea of consciousness and soon lost his perception of the demon seeder, he felt the difference.
"Does the thing that enters it die instantly? Is it infected and transformed instantly, or does it just go in and disappear?"
"And it can sense death. In other words, it should be able to transfer through the sea of chaotic consciousness?"
After frowning and thinking for a moment, Wang Zijia once again chose a deformed ferocious tiger with fleshy wings on its back. After finishing the demon cultivation, Wang Zijia did not throw it in directly.
But with a thought, the fierce tiger's body began to squirm and collapse, as if being squeezed by an invisible human skin, and quickly became smaller.
After a moment, when the invisible human skin was completely worn on the fierce tiger's body, another Wang Zijia appeared.
If it hadn't been for leaving a pair of evil flesh wings on purpose, it would have been almost impossible for anyone to tell the difference between the real thing and the fake one.
After completing the possession of the skin demon clone, Wang Zijia no longer escaped into its chaotic sea of consciousness and hid as before, in order to peek into its inner scene through the opponent's field of vision.
Instead, he used his spiritual thoughts to move into the skin demon clone, controlled his body and looked at each other, then tensed up and stepped into it.
Through the mist, Wang Zijia felt a trance.
The next moment, a strong infection hit.
Wang Zijia felt familiar for a while.
‘This is... rich incense? ’
It's just incense and mist, somewhat similar to what his idol transformed, but also completely different.
There is the pollution of strange fog, and there is also the noise of red dust and toxins from incense.
This kind of erosion is extremely rapid, like a violent storm.
"ah······"
"Master Miaodao, please save this disciple!"
"God, open your eyes!"
Along with the erosion, there seemed to be countless people roaring, roaring, lamenting, and praying in his mind. Even with Wang Zijia's mind and spirit, he fell into a trance.
Fortunately, Wang Zijia was prepared, and the red copper weight of the skin demon appeared, quickly exchanging the surging infection.
But the noise in my mind could not subside.
Because in addition to the various noises caused by the incense and strange smells, there are also noises that are constantly eroded from the outside.
A large amount of junk information flooded his mind, and Wang Zijia couldn't handle it at all. It was as if he had been forced into hundreds of millions of people, constantly roaring, lamenting, and praying in his mind.
"Value +3087!"
"Value +1242!"
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During this process, the strange mist that failed to corrode and pollute him instantly seemed to increase the intensity of the erosion.
The next moment, he was enveloped in surging mist, which kept intruding into his body like mercury.
"Immortal Lord! Spare your life, Immortal Lord!"
"Miao Dao Immortal Lord, please save my child!"
"God, what the hell is going on!"
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As the infection intensified, the various noises filling his brain became more crowded. The skin demon was fine, but this ray of spiritual thought could no longer be endured.
"Wave!"
The next moment, his spiritual thoughts were washed away by countless thoughts.
Wang Zijia, who had wings on his back, trembled for a moment. A piece of human skin lightning detached from the tiger demon's body, penetrated into its chaotic sea of consciousness, and disappeared without a trace.
And those infections seemed to have found their true owner, and went directly towards the tiger demon to pollute them, completing their strange transformation in an instant and disappearing without a trace.
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Outside, Wang Zijia suddenly opened his eyes.
"Um!"
There was a slight muffled sound, and the breath fluctuated for a moment, obviously suffering a small loss.
"Immortal Lord!"
"Master!"
"Master, are you okay?"
Everyone felt this and asked nervously.
Wang Zijia waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it's just that a ray of spiritual thoughts were washed away."
After everyone heard this, they quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then should we still explore? Why don't the Immortal Lord find the true immortal from the sect after the boundary is determined?" Mo Yunzi said.
Although they don't know what kind of cultivation level Wang Zijia has, everyone has roughly guessed that Wang Zijia can endure the tribulations and cannot be a monk in the third realm of immortality anyway.
Wang Zijia: "······"
True immortal? How dare you think!
Wang Zijia waved his hand and said: "It's useless, the energy level in this world is here, no matter who comes. At the same level, no one in the entire universe can be stronger than me."
His tone was indifferent, but he was absolutely confident.
While everyone was slightly shocked, they were also surprised.
The stronger Wang Zijia is, the more advantageous it will be for them to go up.
After all, no matter how you calculate it, they should all be from the Jade Talisman lineage.
These days, preparations for integration are also based on the Jade Talismans.
"Besides... I seem to have some knowledge of this thing!"
As long as the perception of being able to escape in an emergency is correct, for Wang Zijia, the door to this forbidden land has been slowly opened!
Wang Zijia ignored everyone's different looks, came to a ferocious beast again, and repeated his old tricks.
Seed demon, skin demon upper body.
But this time, it was not the divine mind that took over his body, but Wang Zijia's infant god.
After preparing everything, Wang Zijia, with a slightly tense expression, passed through the gray fog again and stepped into the seemingly undefended forbidden area.
Another trance, and once again felt the familiar and violent infection.
The strong smell of incense, but with endless madness and weirdness, like a strange fog. But it was more than the simple infection of the strange fog transformed by the statue. The crazy poison of incense.
"Value +5876!"
"······"
As the pollution was exchanged from time to time, the messy, spiritual pollution on another level filled Wang Zijia's mind.
It seemed that countless people were roaring in his mind.
But Wang Zijia, who had been prepared and cast a set of meditation techniques on himself in advance, was very calm at this moment.
Although he still had no time to explore the situation around him and sense the outside, he was not as exhausted as the first time.
His mind was still exploding, but Wang Zijia's heart was as quiet as death, without any emotional fluctuations, and the increasing pollution infection was turned into a huge amount of food by him.
However, Wang Zijia's expression became tense, ready to retreat at any time.
Although pollution is food for him, there is a limit to the pollution that any cultivator can bear, and Wang Zijia is no exception.
If the pollution in an instant reaches his limit, then he has no chance to exchange it.
"Value + 50 million!"
Taoism: 1,000 years (410 million/500 million)
About a quarter of an hour later, when the infection reached a certain limit, it disappeared without any reason, without any lingering feelings.
Probably.
Evil: Another idiot came to the door, so delicious!
Evil: This bone is a bit hard!
Evil: Damn, it hurts my teeth and I can't bite it!
Evil: It turns out that this is not something that can be eaten!
Pollution walked away cursing and left you with contempt!
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As the pollution stopped invading, the noise in Wang Zijia's mind began to fade.
There were no more things rushing in every minute and every second. Although it still felt very noisy, he could spare the energy to check the surroundings.
The moment he felt his senses return, Wang Zijia shuddered.
Wet, crowded, cold, and noisy.
The strange touch almost made Wang Zijia explode.
The dark world was like the deepest part of hell. There were countless cold bodies or resentful spirits around him, crowded with Wang Zijia.
He seemed to be in a ghost meat ball, constantly crowded with people!
They roared, shouted, and prayed, as if they would never be freed in their lifetime.
At the same time, countless hands pulled Wang Zijia to the bottom of the dark endless abyss.
"What the hell is this!"
Wang Zijia, who was a little angry, slightly mobilized his magic power, and the shield opened up a small space.
"Roar!"
The next moment, the whole ghost pile began to riot.
I had ignored Wang Zijia, thinking he was just another ghost of the same kind, and rushed towards him.
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