I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

The clay doll jumped onto a corpse, and its magic power fluctuated extremely slightly for a moment, trying to seduce.

Perhaps this formation has the effect of expelling and purifying. Therefore, Wang Zijia seduced it very smoothly, and a faint smell of evil seed was lured out by Wang Zijia.

He raised his hand, grabbed it, and stuffed it into the belly of the little doll without saying a word.

The clay doll squirmed slightly, without any discomfort.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia looked happy and went to the next place. He turned into a hardworking priest and performed the final purification of the corpses.

After a while, after Wang Zijia dealt with more than a dozen corpses, the clay-like doll had turned dark and its body began to harden.

It looked like a fired clay doll, and there were some dark patterns on the doll that looked like a human face, like a burial object, very underworld.

The consciousness controlled by the clay felt a little overwhelmed, and seemed to be able to go crazy at any time.

The main reason was that there was no special spiritual root in the body to suppress and buffer it, and the consciousness was not resistant enough to the madness.

After knowing that he could no longer contain it, Wang Zijia quietly found the formation, carefully left the grave area on the top of the mountain, returned to his hiding place, and plunged into the earthen bag where he was hiding.

When the clay doll came into contact with Wang Zijia, Wang Zijia shuddered and decisively flashed into the sea of ​​consciousness. Under the golden light of the balance, the slight discomfort that had just appeared had disappeared without a trace.

At this time, a weight slowly emerged.

Weight: Cursed Seed

Status: Polluted

Value: 97

Introduction: You actually stole this dirty thing? Boy, you should see a psychiatrist. West China Mental Hospital looks forward to your stay and joining!

Looking at the weight, Wang Zijia was surprised!

Without hesitation, he directly exchanged it for a weight controlled by clay.

Clay Control (Beginner 147/300)

Instantly, many insights of the clay control technique came to his mind. Lying in the earth, Wang Zijia felt the kindness of the earth around him, as if it had life.

Wang Zijia's eyes flashed with excitement, and a little man jumped out of his grave-like hiding place again. He sneaked towards the backyard again, like a hardworking little bee.

Value +99!

Value +102!

Value +91!

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When Wang Zijia ran nearly thirty times and completed the exchange, Wang Zijia was shocked, and an illusory rune slowly emerged in his sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, he seemed to have become a part of the earth. At this moment, buried in the ground, he seemed to hear the breathing of the mountain and the pulse of the earth, and his whole body was warm and comfortable.

As if by instinct, he controlled the clay control rune and sank into his dantian.

As the rune entered the Dantian, it condensed the magic power, and his magic power carried a trace of earthy yellow truth. His whole body shook, and with the fluctuation of his breath, he entered the middle stage of [Boy] naturally.

Cultivation: [Boy] middle stage (2000/5000 in 20 years)

Spiritual root: special earth spiritual root

Skill: Wanyu basic skill

Talent: Spiritual root magic

Magic: Clay control (great success),

Talisman paper making (minor success 500/1000),

Clay shape-changing and invisible skills (entry 300/600),

Earth spear spirit arrow skills (entry 200/400),

Rune perception (entry 300/600),

Tai Chi: 237

Magic money: 154

Feeling the changes in his body, Wang Zijia was surprised.

Before he could do anything, a strange feeling came over him. He was shocked, and with the fluctuation of his breath, the surrounding soil squirmed and hid him underground.

After a while, a figure rushed out of the charity cemetery. The figure was old, with wrinkles all over his face. The hair on his head was dry and yellow, and most of it had fallen off. He looked like he was about to die.

But his aura was not weak, but very strong. He was at the peak of the boy realm, and his aura was perfect. He was only one step away from entering the [Ji Jiu] realm.

Unfortunately, this step was stuck. Judging from his appearance, he probably had no hope in this life.

The old figure looked puzzled. He explored around outside the charity cemetery for a while, and then went to the backyard cemetery for two rounds. After finding nothing wrong, he frowned and walked back into the charity cemetery.

Wang Zijia waited for more than an hour at a depth of three feet underground before quietly emerging, then blending into the night and disappearing, and quickly went down the mountain.

I won't continue tonight. I'll wait two days and come back after the storm has passed.

Anyway, he has already looted most of the corpses, and the urgent problem has been solved. The remaining half is no longer urgent!

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After quietly returning to the city and entering the yard, Wang Zijia frowned slightly, looking at Bai Qian who was still boxing in the yard, and said: "Didn't I tell you that after I go out, you don't have to wait for me, just go to bed by yourself."

"Well, I can't sleep!" Bai Qian stopped and replied in a low voice.

"Go to bed quickly, it will be dawn if you don't rest. You haven't practiced yet, and your body has just recovered, don't overwork again!" Wang Zijia said, turned and went into his bedroom.

"Oh!" Bai Qian's response and the movement of entering the house came from behind.

Wang Zijia shook his head. This kid looked aloof before, but after the treatment, he was a little clingy.

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The next morning, Wang Zijia got up and ate with Bai Qian's help, and went to work on time. It was probably time to change shifts in the next two days, and he was about to change to the middle shift.

In the morning, he was called by Xiang Ji again.

My predecessor was called once after working for several months. As a result, he was called three or four times after only one month of work. It's really rare.

"Manager, why are you looking for me?" After a month of quiet "change", Wang Zijia is now less immature and more "mature".

Xiang Ji stopped the work at hand, looked at Wang Zijia carefully, and said in surprise: "Why have you lost so much weight?"

"I practiced martial arts recently, and then I lost a little weight." Wang Zijia answered calmly without panic.

After all, he changed a little bit every day, and his colleagues didn't notice it.

"Well, he is indeed a lot more energetic." Xiang Ji looked at Wang Zijia for a moment and added: "Practice martial arts a little bit, and don't get beaten. The focus should still be on Taoism and talismans, don't waste your talent."

"I understand!" Wang Zijia replied.

"How is the talisman comprehension recently?" Xiang Ji talked about the same old things again. This is what he cares about Wang Zijia the most.

Wang Zijia was a little hesitant. Now that he was already an intermediate boy, he had an entry order and met the cultivation requirements. He could try to enter the sect, and the possibility of entering the outer sect directly was very high.

But he had not yet decided whether to enter by himself or go through the back door of his house and get in by eating free food.

If he entered by himself, he would have to take the entrance test, and going through the back door should allow him to enter directly, and after going through the door, his position and treatment should be much better, but the condition was to marry into the family and become a son-in-law.

"It's still the same, I don't have any idea." Wang Zijia, who had not made up his mind, answered with a distressed look.