I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

Flying into the sky, Wang Zijia saw a very spectacular scene.

Looking around, there were rays of light, magic tools, and kites taking off one after another and flying towards one place.

Especially in the building complexes of the instrument and talisman vein where Wang Zijia was located and the surrounding talisman master veins, there were particularly many flying kites. Looking around, it was like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix and thousands of immortals paying homage, which was very spectacular.

Wang Zijia mixed in the group of kites, like a member of the phoenix, and came to the sky above the Rulian vein.

The iconic building of the Rulian vein is not the tallest in the sect, but it is the most unique and conspicuous one among the many Taoist veins and factions in the entire sect's outer gate.

Because it is a coffin, a coffin building that stands upright.

And the building complex of this vein is not very large. It is obviously located not far from the foot of the inheritance peak, but it is much smaller than other large veins in the same location.

What's even more speechless is that, I don't know if it's the iconic building that leads the way, but the various buildings in this lineage have more or less some underworld style.

There are coffin houses that stand upright or lie horizontally;

There are courtyards covered with wreaths;

There are haunted houses with blood-red lanterns hanging high, which are full of yin energy even during the day;

There are spirit houses that look like paper houses and paper figures everywhere.

Looking around, the style of the entire burial lineage building complex is very wrong, some of it is underworld, revealing some weirdness.

Although Wang Zijia has heard many legends about this lineage when he was cramming basic knowledge during this period, he still feels a little scared when he really sees the actual situation of this lineage.

Even in the sky, he feels that there is some deep yin energy, as if he has come to the underworld of the netherworld.

Living in such an environment all day long, the whole person will be inclined to the underworld, right?

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After hovering in the air for a moment, Wang Zijia followed the crowd and followed the guidance of the identity card to a huge square not far from the iconic coffin building.

After seeing the scene on the square, Wang Zijia found that the surrounding netherworld buildings were nothing.

Just below him, there was a huge square that could accommodate at least tens of thousands of people. At this moment, a huge Bagua was already arranged on it.

The center of the Bagua, the Yin-Yang fish area, had been shrouded by the formation, and the situation inside could not be seen clearly. Only a huge Yin-Yang fish could be seen there.

However, in the outer Bagua area, it can be clearly seen that the Yao (the horizontal bar of the Bagua) of the entire Bagua is composed of groups of coffins close together.

The entire square was densely packed with at least tens of thousands of coffins. Each coffin was not empty, and there was a corpse in each. Because the coffin was not covered, Wang Zijia could clearly see the person lying inside.

All of them were carefully cleaned up, as if they were sleeping peacefully, but they looked very strange.

About ten coffins were divided into a group, and dozens of groups were distributed in one area, forming the most basic Yao of the Bagua.

At this moment, next to every few groups of coffins, there is a low-level disciple of the burial lineage sitting in meditation and waiting, as if they have been preparing for a long time.

The reason why they can be determined at a glance that they are from the burial lineage is that their clothes are so unique.

Few of these people wear the uniform clothes of outer disciples. Some wear Tianshi robes, some wear burial robes, and even wear shrouds...

All kinds of things, collectively in the underworld.

I don’t know if they are like this at ordinary times, or because today is special, they wear them specially for work.

Looking at the scene below the square, Wang Zijia always feels that there is a little chill, which keeps coming up from the Bagua Square below.

Some timid brothers from the surrounding Qi Fu veins have pale faces.

Wang Zijia did not stay for too long. There are many people flying in the sky at this moment, which is easy to cause air congestion for a long time. And I don’t know how the sect arranges the order of entry. He found that the bigwigs of this ceremony are actually in place.

At this moment, all the boys who appeared on the scene were from the same group, which resulted in the largest number of people, and they were all flying densely.

Letting them come to the finale, Wang Zijia always felt that the order was wrong.

But because of this, everyone was very cautious and fell down quickly, not daring to delay. After all, being waited by the big bosses who rarely appeared in front of them, how could they not be nervous.

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Wang Zijia came to the south of the Bagua: the Liwei area according to the guidance of the identity card.

Most of those who came with him fell to the edge of the Liwei area. However, Wang Zijia and a small group of people were guided to fall to the center of the Liwei area.

Wang Zijia felt it a little and roughly understood the reason.

It should be because he has the earth spirit root.

The earth element belongs to the middle position in the Bagua. They are probably not qualified to be arranged in the Yin-Yang fish, so they are arranged to the Liwei of the fire element. So they are slightly closer to the middle.

When Wang Zijia followed the instructions and came to the area of ​​the Li position, a futon-like formation lighted up on the ground below, echoing Wang Zijia's ID card.

Wang Zijia did not hesitate and immediately jumped off the kite and landed at that position.

As he sat down cross-legged, the light under his feet disappeared, and the ID card in his hand vibrated slightly, indicating that he was in place.

At this time, Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief and had time to observe the surroundings.

This angle is completely different from the view from the sky. In front of Wang Zijia, there were rows of coffins, forming a huge square formation.

The square array was vaguely divided into ten areas, each with a disciple of the coffin lineage wearing strange clothes in the style of the underworld, waiting.

The square array was surrounded by disciples like Wang Zijia, forming a circle of human lace.

Above the square array, there were four people sitting cross-legged in the air, floating at a height of three meters, quietly waiting.

Looking into the distance, at this moment, there were at least four or more big men floating and waiting on all the lines of the eight trigrams. And the boys, riding kites, landed around the lines formed by the square array coffins like migratory birds returning to their nests, forming a human lace.

Among these boys, Wang Zijia found that at least 50% were from the Fuyuan, 30% were from the Danyuan, and the remaining 20% ​​were from the Qiyuan and Zhenyuan, and there were some miscellaneous factions.

Many boys probably had the same thoughts as Wang Zijia. After finding out that the big guys had entered the venue in advance and were waiting for these small shrimps, they all quickly found their positions.

Therefore, when Wang Zijia arrived, there were densely packed kites flying in the sky, but in just over a quarter of an hour, most of them had already been in place.

At this time, Wang Zijia suddenly felt a breath spreading out from the center of the Bagua, and the Yin-Yang fish began to slowly rotate.