I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

A few people chatted for a while, and then Wang Zijia said: "Stop talking here, find a place to drink tea and chat!"

"What kind of tea do you want to drink? I have several jars of the fifth-grade top-grade spiritual wine that I have brought out from Shenjing. Let's go drink!" Li Shengshi said.

"good!"

"Go, go, go!"

"······"

While the six of them were talking, they walked outside together.

After everyone left, Li Xingming, who tried his best to be as transparent as possible, let out a long sigh of relief.

There is a room full of antiques from eight thousand years ago, all of which belong to his ancestors.

Moreover, he has not yet reported the current situation of Changbao. He is thinking of delaying it and letting his grandfather Li Wangzu take the blame.

After all, Changbao’s current situation was not caused by his hands!

Therefore, he extremely did not want to attract the attention of his ancestors!

I didn’t expect that he was already hundreds of years old and would still be afraid of meeting his parents.

What's going on!

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Buried Sword Valley, on the edge of Black Pool Lake, is built on the edge of the lake. The courtyard walls are all encompassed by the lake. Half of it seems to be built on the edge of the water, and the elegant courtyard extends towards the lake like a ferry.

In this courtyard by the lake, there is an elegant courtyard everywhere.

There are pavilions, corridors, gardens, waterside pavilions, and green willow trees.

At this moment, five people and one turtle are sitting in a small courtyard, drinking extremely pure spiritual wine that has been collected for thousands of years, and talking about their respective experiences over the years.

Wang Zijia and Li Shengshi were half lying on the roof, their postures exactly the same.

One hand is stretched behind the head, the other is holding a wine bottle, one leg is straight and the other is bent.

The former young farmer, Nong Shaoyong, who had grown into a muscular figure, sat next to them.

Ye Youyu, who was as cold as an iceberg and somewhat cool, held his sword and sat half-relying on the corner of the eaves of the house, also drinking wine.

Only Ye Youqing stood on the roof beam and looked at this heartwarming scene.

Everyone drank wine, chatted, and watched the white clouds in the sky gradually turn into colorful sunsets, just like their ancient and uneventful lives gradually took on colors.

Gradually, the sunset sets, the bright moon rises, and the sky is filled with stars.

Everyone who hadn't seen each other for a long time seemed to have endless things to say, especially this guy Li Shengshi, who seemed domineering and overbearing when they first met. After contacting him, he felt a little nagging.

After drinking the fifth-grade spiritual wine for most of the day, even Wang Zijia was a little tipsy.

It was rare for him to get drunk, so he didn't exchange his status or anything.

"Brother Ninth!" Li Shengshi, half drunk and half awake, whispered when the moon was dim.

"Huh?" Wang Zijia hummed subconsciously.

"It's great to have you back!" Li Shengshi turned his head and looked at Wang Zijia's profile, his eyes dim and he said in a daze.

It seems that through this profile, I am reminded of that unforgettable childhood.

He has some Electra-like feelings and really misses the person in front of him too much.

Not only Li Shengshi, but also the five giants have been raised like this by Wang Zijia for half a year, and they all have some Electra feelings.

When a child meets an almost perfect 'father' in his most innocent age, it can really fill his entire childhood memory.

Wang Zijia did not look back, put her hands behind her head, drank wine, looked at the sunset in the sky, smiled, and said: "I hope you don't blame me for what I will do next!"

"Brother Ninth, I will support you in whatever you want to do!" Li Shengshi said seriously.

"Yes, Master, we all support whatever you want to do!" Nong Shaoyong, who was sitting next to them, agreed.

The two brothers, Ye Youyu, did not speak. One held the sword, and the other stood quietly, looking at Wang Zijia quietly. There was no need to express his position, it had already explained everything.

"Even if I want to take you to the Demon Gate to kill demons, will you support me?" Wang Zijia asked.

"Haha, I'm good at this!" Nong Shaoyong laughed heartily.

"Brother Ninth, you are so contemptuous of others. We are not the little babies you carried around your waist for fear of being touched and left at home for fear of being stolen."

At this point, Li Shengshi thought of something, turned around and lay back, looking at the stars in the sky, with a happy smile on his face, and said:

"After Ninth Brother left, we and those demon bastards from the Demon Sect have been killing each other for three to five hundred years!"

"No, before falling asleep, a few of us had a fight with the master of the Demon Sect's Yuanshen monks. But we lost some battles, and now we just get it back." Nong Shaoyong agreed.

Ye Youyu, the cool Lengjian, also rarely interjected: "I have been entangled with the Demon Sect for so many years and slept for six thousand years. I just happened to test the sword with those demon cubs to loosen up my muscles and bones."

"It's fine if you don't blame me. A few days ago, due to selfish desires, the Demon Sect destroyed two realms and destroyed dozens of dynasties on the border. Hundreds of billions of mortals died. I really can't let it go. "

As the prince spoke his words, he showed a bright smile, clean, clear and pure.

The four of them paused in unison, looking a little dazed and looking away.

It is this smile, this face that occupies their entire childhood memories, and it is also the foundation that allows them to persevere in the quagmire of Shenjing and maintain the purity of their hearts during the hundreds of years of bloody battles in the Demon Sect!

Eight thousand years later, Shenghong Sword Immortal is still the Confucian Sword Immortal in their memories, still as pure!

very nice!

"Brother Ninth!"

"Um!"

"It's great to have you in Seventeen!"

"How old are you, and you still act like a spoiled child?"

"No way!"

"Okay, if you don't, then you won't. Can you still drink? Don't get drunk and go crazy later, and be seen by the juniors who are beating you outside the hospital. Let's see how you meet people tomorrow."

"You underestimate me too much. Seventeen is not a child anymore!"

"Yes! Got it!"

"······"

The night is like water, the stars are shining, the moon is bright, eight thousand years later, we meet again, it is still worth looking back!

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Until the middle of the night, everyone fell asleep in a slightly drunken state, and was sent back to their rooms by a group of people.

Only Wang Zijia stayed on the roof, and made himself completely sober.

It seemed that he was quietly waiting for something, and seemed to be thinking about something.

When everyone disappeared, it was already late at night.

"Come out!" Wang Zijia said as if talking to himself.

"Swish!"

With a few soft sounds, several black-clad men in black clothes, and several disciples dressed like children of the rivers and lakes, all emerged from the yard.

Half-knelt to greet Wang Zijia on the roof, he said: "Disciple An Yi (An San), meet the owner!"

Yes, the people who came were none other than the first generation of the hidden veins of Wan Yu and Da Qian.

Wang Zijia glanced at everyone and said: "Get up, you have all cultivated the Yuan Shen, there is no need to be so solemn."

"The owner of the building not only saved our lives and raised us, but also reborn us. We dare not forget the overwhelming love." Everyone stood up one after another while talking.

Wang Zijia floated down, looked at several people for a moment, and said: "When I first built the Hidden Tower, I said that the Hidden Tower would not become anyone's Hidden Tower."

Hearing this, several people immediately bowed and said: "Disciples understand!"

"Tell me about the situation of your two veins first." Wang Zijia walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down calmly.

An Yi and An San looked at each other, and An Yi spoke first: "After we entered the Three Sects, we wasted a lot of time. Later, His Highness the Seventeenth Prince helped us become Divine Lords, and then we gradually got better..."

It took the two of them more than half an hour to roughly tell some things.

Wang Zijia nodded and said: "I have figured out the general situation. I will give you three days to go back and deal with it and see how much power you can get."

"In three days, we will declare war on the Demon Sect."

"Declare war?" Everyone was slightly surprised and said with a little confusion.

"Well, declare war. We have been entangled with the Demon Sect for more than ten thousand years. It is estimated that now we will start a global war like eight thousand years ago. In this situation, it is more advantageous for us to take action first." Wang Zijia replied.

"I understand!"

"That's it!"

As they spoke, everyone saluted Wang Zijia and disappeared together.

Wang Zijia was lost in thought for a while under the moonlight.

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The next day, in the Demonic Domain.

Wang Zijia completed another fake spirit seal, drained himself, and found the secret book of Yuanci Liangyi Sword. He began to study it carefully while recovering his breath.

It has been more than half a month since he got this sword technique. He nibbled a little bit every day, and he should be able to complete it today.

To be honest, Wang Zijia hasn't studied the secret book like this for a long time after becoming a real person.

Most of the time, he read it several times, and at most he could comprehend and remember it in one or two days. It took him a little bit of time to comprehend it, and most of the time he was still a boy, when his spiritual roots and Taoism were not yet accomplished!

After more than half an hour, as the last rune disappeared from the book, the entire secret book turned into a piece of straw paper, and Wang Zijia finally comprehended the secret book thoroughly.

Yuanci Liangyi Sword (300,000/3,000,000 before entry) · Fourth-grade high-level

Yuanci Liangyi Sword: There is a sacred thing in ancient times, which is born and raised by nature. It is born with spiritual treasures and has its own magical powers, which is called: Yuanci. It can evolve the five elements, reverse yin and yang, and turn the wheel around the universe. It is a great power that can shock the world.

Some great powers take their magical powers as the basis and comprehend them into a book. This chapter contains sword techniques, sword formations, and natal sword sacrifices.

The Yuanci Liangyi Sword Formation can evolve and reverse the five elements, reverse yin and yang, and reverse the universe. It is a special space sword formation.

The Yuanci Liangyi Sword Technique, the mother sword is in hand, the sword energy shines on the nine states, the child sword is hidden in the heart, the mouth is opened to spit out sword balls, and the head is taken from a thousand miles away. The two swords are combined to break the air.

The Yuanci Liangyi natal sword, the mother and child swords, can sacrifice the Yuanci divine light, reverse the acquired, and achieve the innate. It is a treasure sacrifice method for the sky.

Special reminder: Yuanci Liangyi Sword is a secret record of the ancient classics, a supreme secret method, with a total of nine copies, this is the basic chapter for entry.

There are also: Taiji Diagram, Sancai Formation, Four Elephants Stick, Five Elements Talisman, Six Dao Wheel, Seven Star Lamp, Eight Trigrams Furnace, Nine Palace Bell.

Together, they can form the "Duobao Hunyuan Sutra", which is a holy scripture that surpasses the ninth grade!

In the way of magic, the lower three grades are magic, the middle three grades are law, the upper three grades are classics, and the holy three grades are scriptures.