I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

Xiang Ji was not surprised, but when he saw Wang Zijia being so direct and direct, it was obvious that he had planned it. He laughed and scolded: "Should I give you a talisman pen to seal the inkstone?"

"That's the best, it's not worth a few francs anyway!" Wang Zijia replied subconsciously. As soon as he said it, he knew that he had made a mistake and showed his true nature. He immediately blushed and lowered his head.

"You brat, you were almost ruined by those old fritters in the warehouse!" Xiang Ji was also stunned when he heard this, and said between laughter and curses: "Okay. Just go to Liu Xiangying and get a copy of the technique. As for the talisman pen, And Feng Ling Inkstone, I have to ask."

Wang Zijia looked happy and said, "Thank you so much to the shopkeeper!"

"Don't have too high expectations. It's definitely impossible to get a first-grade magic weapon. There may be some hope for a slightly spiritual talisman or something. This probably requires some connections within the clan. I'll probably give it to you before getting off work. You reply!"

"Okay, I don't mind anything, any used one will do." Wang Zijia replied.

"It's easy to make a living for you, but the higher-ups can't afford to lose that person. If you get old goods even if you get a reward, wouldn't you be burying the person?" Xiang Ji smiled again, and then started to do his own thing again.

Seeing this salute, Wang Zijia said: "The little one will go down."

After saying this, Wang Zijia turned and left.

Seeing that he was unconscious, Xiang Ji wanted to take the initiative to ask him how he was thinking about getting married, but he swallowed the words before he reached his lips.

"Forget it, this little brat doesn't understand anything. Find an opportunity another day, organize all the handymen in the Fu District to go to Ruyi Building to celebrate, eat meat, and teach him everything, and he will understand everything."

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It was another day of fishing, and shopkeeper Xiang Ji was really good at it. When he got off work, he actually got him a set of talisman making tools.

He also specially held an after-get off work meeting, and after publicizing it, the utensils were given to him on the spot, which attracted the envy of all the handymen.

After all, a set of basic entry-level tools costs tens of thousands of dollars at least.

After the meeting, Wang Zijia immediately selected 100 copies of card-making spiritual materials in the warehouse. After the discount, nine francs were removed from the deposit, leaving only 51 francs.

As for the earthy spiritual objects used to make ink, there are some in his storage bag that can be tried at least one or two hundred times.

After returning home, after dinner, and after Mrs. Wang left, Wang Zijia took out a jade box in the study, opened it carefully, and took out a ball of light inside.

The spiritual light fluctuated slightly, and a dark red aura emerged, exuding a strong sense of ominousness and distortion, and a human face appeared.

Looking at the only evil seed extracted last night, Wang Zijia did not digest it, but carefully extracted a trace of breath from it, about 10%, and then sealed the remaining 90% again and put it away.

He took out an ordinary pill that was specially prepared to nourish qi and blood, and injected this trace of evil spirit into it.

As the breath poured into the pill, the light green pill began to turn red and kept changing.

At this time, Wang Zijia's magic power moved slightly, and he cast a gifted spell on him.

‘Talent: Spiritual Root Planting Demon! ’

As the spell was activated, the pill pill, which was already changing, turned into a blood-red flesh particle.

The meat particles squirmed slightly, and Wang Zijia's mind moved. The pill could hide itself and turned into its original green pill form, as if it were alive. It seems a little weird.

Looking at the finished product, Wang Zijia felt a little uneasy.

That's right, he plans to use the breath of evil as a medium to plant demons in his spiritual roots!

After all, what could be more aggressive than this thing?

In addition, his talent originally evolved due to the removal of pollution, but now it is just returned to Zhao intact. As for the problem of being contaminated by the evil seed of the person who planted the demon after taking the pill, it is not a problem if there is a scale.

After getting the medicine, Wang Zijia called Bai Qian to him, put the pills in her hand, and said: "After taking this, most of my previous promises will come true. But I need to remind you that this is a newly developed medicine. , I can’t completely guarantee that there is no danger.”

When Bai Qian heard this, she opened her mouth and swallowed the pill without even thinking about it.

Different from the previous attempt to plant demons on Wang Dan, which had to wait for ten breaths, the demon cultivation was completed almost instantly.

As Wang Zijia was in a trance, the copper-colored solid weight took him to a new sea of ​​chaotic consciousness.

However, Bai Qian, who is twelve or thirteen years old, actually has many more big weights in his consciousness than Mrs. Wang's, and there are even more gains than Wang Zijia could have imagined.

Weight: Water Spirit Root

Level: Low-grade spiritual root

Value: 3000

Introduction: Ordinary water spirit roots have a certain affinity and strengthening of water system Taoism, nothing special.

Looking at the illusory black iron weight in front of him, Wang Zijia was speechless for a while. People are indeed different. The spiritual roots that he worked hard to obtain are what others are born with.

But it’s not too surprising. After all, in Wanyu City, as many as 30% to 40% have spiritual roots, and the other party is a descendant of a cultivator with a checkered life experience.

What really surprised Wang Zijia was a silver-white weight.

Weight: Shui Yun Ling Dharma Kung Fu

Level: Second grade skill (disabled)

Value: 124

Introduction: The second-level skill could have completed the entire stage of [Wine Sacrifice] realm cultivation, but because the enlightenment was not completed, the original was lost and became a fragment. I could barely rely on this method to start practicing.

So, what level of monk is Bai Qian's father?

There is actually a second-grade skill!

Could it be because of this that the baby was tortured in the first place?

In addition to these two, there is actually a silver-white heart weight!

Weight: Strong Grass in the Wind

Classification: Heart

Value: 6

Introduction: The little person, the hardships she has experienced in just over ten years have already surpassed the lives of most mortals. She has not collapsed, which means she is strong. Perhaps it is because she is also looking forward to her own light of salvation in her heart!

Alas, as an ordinary mortal experience, there are six points of value, which already explains too many problems!

The original body has studied for more than ten years and has been interning in the store for half a year, but the experience is less than two points of value, which is obvious!

After a moment of silence, Wang Zijia found the two weights.

Weight: Evil Seed Qi

State: Polluted

Value: 11

Introduction: For the effect of magic, the wicked boy actually used this disgusting thing as a medicine medium. If you don't get rid of it, you will really become a wicked thing.

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Weight: Eye

Condition: Incomplete

Value: None

Introduction: Fortunately, your eyes were dug out by someone, not born blind. Otherwise, you would be blind for the rest of your life!

Well, after your eyes were dug out, they have no value at all.

If I remember correctly, the original owner's own eyes were worth nine points.

In other words, this medicine can complete the treatment of the eyes, and even give her a better pair of eyes!

After confirming that there was no problem, Wang Zijia did not exchange it immediately. Instead, he communicated with the red copper weight with his mind, and the weight flickered.