I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

At this time, everyone was attracted by a spiritual light.

Among the talisman papers in the sky, a piece of talisman paper suddenly glowed with light. In the coffin below, the fluorescence on a corpse seemed to have a strange resonance with it.

In the pile of coffins, the disciple of the Great God of Entombment Channel immediately sensed the surge of mana and raised his hand to shake a little at the fluorophore.

Amid the fluctuations of fluorescence, runes were faintly beating, flying towards the rune paper in the sky.

The disciple to whom the talisman paper belonged looked happy and immediately made the talismans quickly and threw them into the fluorescent ball one by one.

At this time, the middle-aged Confucian scholar immediately sensed it. With a wave of his hand, several illusory books flew down and merged into the fluorescent group together with the talismans.

Spiritual light surges and mana flows.

After a moment, five secret books appeared.

"Fireball Technique" x2,

"Magic" x1,

"Wanyu Basic Exercises" x2,

As the physical secret book emerges, the fluorophores squirm, seeming to gather together and become a unique mass of pure spirituality.

"Wave!"

However, it failed to condense successfully in the end. With a soft sound, the light group exploded and turned into raindrops of spiritual light, falling towards the coffin array below, many of which were absorbed by the worn-out weapons in the coffin.

When the fluorophore exploded, the body of the disciple who was a master at dancing on the Mortality Channel trembled, his movements froze, his eyes flashed for a moment, and then he continued again.

Wang Zijia, who had witnessed all this, suddenly understood all the questions in his mind.

So it’s no wonder that there is a sect cemetery on the inheritance peak. It turns out that the secret book came from a dead monk. It is still unclear whether it is the only source.

But judging from the fact that Wanyu Sect has suppressed the prices of low-level items and developed a large number of basic disciples, this is at least one of the main sources.

Wang Zijia paid special attention to the "Basic Skills of Wanyu". There were two books, emerging from the silver ball of a corpse.

If you speculate like this, after the disciples practice, it can be regarded as a birth secret to a certain extent?

Are the disciples the dealers in the field and the seeds of the Tao?

Is that why the Wanyu Sect has gone all out to suppress the prices of low-level spiritual materials and flooded the low-level cultivation circles?

What is this, farming?

No wonder secret books are so expensive...

It seemed that the purpose of calling these disciples here was not just the atmosphere group.

After all, what Wang Zijia saw just now was so clear that the initial trigger for the birth of the secret book was the resonance between one of the talismans and the spiritual light in a coffin.

So, they are here to introduce medicine?

So that’s why the senior female cultivators at the Alchemy Academy said that people with profound moral integrity may need more Qi-Reviving Pills?

Because this is really looking at face?

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As Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, visions began to appear frequently above his head, and secret books continued to be born.

Occasionally, after a silver light group extracted the secret book, it did not completely collapse, but turned into a ball of pure spirituality. Immediately, he will be caught by the senior female cultivator in the sky and put into the alchemy furnace, where he will start to make alchemy on the spot.

Around the square, there are also some low-level disciples of the Alchemy Academy, who are trying their best to intercept the disintegrated spiritual light and put it into their own alchemy furnaces to refine something.

More spiritual lights fell like rain, some disappeared, and some were slowly absorbed by the broken artifacts in the coffin.

Gradually, many people in the entire square began to get busy.

Wang Zijia frowned. He had already thrown out the third talisman and waited for a quarter of an hour, but no resonance occurred.

"Is my moral character bad? I didn't do anything immoral in my previous life!"

The somewhat speechless Wang Zijia felt helpless as he watched the talisman he threw slowly dissipate.

Obviously, the remuneration for this legal mission will be based on performance. There was nothing he could do about this matter of looking at faces and morals.

There were many people around him who were anxious about him, and several of them were extremely busy. They had just completed the resonance once, and then had to do it a second time.

Standard drought means death from drought, and waterlogging means death from waterlogging.

"If only the death method was pollution, I would be able to find a way to seduce him!" Wang Zijia thought as he looked at the embalming master disciples who were performing great dances one by one.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Zijia's eyes lit up and he looked at the auras emitting from the corpses.

Although it is not a pollution method, these auras are the same as the pollution method when they are released, right?

So can it seduce?

Just do what comes to mind.

After waiting for the talisman paper belonging to him to disappear again, Wang Zijia made another talisman paper.

When making the talisman paper this time, Wang Zijia deliberately increased the mana output. When the talisman paper was formed, his mana continued to flow out.

It looked like he had used too much force and produced a piece of talisman paper that was 'soaked in water'. Compared with the previous streamlined and dry one, it was simply a world away.

But as soon as he threw out such a piece of talisman paper, the fluorophore on the coffin with an extremely incomplete body in the coffin below reacted immediately.

The encoffining disciples in the area in front of Wang Zijia immediately sensed this and took corresponding actions.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Zijia clearly felt that the power that prevented him from continuing to make talismans disappeared. As his mana surged, he kept throwing talisman papers into the light group.

The illusory books in the sky also fell into it, and secret books began to be born.

"Wanyu Basic Exercises" x3, "Wanyu Basic Exercises (Disabled)", "Golden Ox Transformation" x2...

"It's a joke! Let me just say, how could I be a wicked young man? The method must be wrong!"

Wang Zijia looked happy when he saw that the seduction was effective.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Zijia began to repeat his old tricks.

As he changed his methods, he also started to get busy, from the salted fish group to the busiest group in one fell swoop. Of course, Wang Zijia was not an exception.

‘Yaoyin’ is quite popular, but most of the corpses that like his talisman and medicine are inhuman form, or even rotten meatballs.

As he continued, when a third group of undissipated spiritual light appeared in front of him, and was thrown into the alchemy furnace by the senior female alchemy cultivator, the middle-aged Confucian scholars affiliated with Fuyuan also cast admiring glances.

"Wave!"

At this moment, as another spiritual fluorophore exploded in the distance, the body of the encoffining disciple who was performing the ritual in that area trembled and completely froze, unable to move again for a moment.

His eyes flashed crazily, and his whole body's mana fluctuated. He was destroying all the altars like crazy.

"Ah... Damn it... You all deserve to die!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Shen Qin's sudden madness caused all the boys in the Dharma assembly to come to their senses and look at the crazy encoffining disciple in surprise.

In the sky, the old man in Minghuang Tianshi's robe frowned and opened his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, a spiritual light fell.

The crazy disciple froze, stopped moving, and fell into a deep sleep.

Immediately afterwards, two disciples hurriedly came in from outside the square formation and left with others. At the same time, a new encoffining disciple took over his job and began to dance the Great God.

"Continue!" the old Taoist whispered, and began to sit cross-legged with his eyes closed again, maintaining his unique magic field.

After everyone heard this, they started taking action again.

Wang Zijia looked at the exploding fluorescent groups, his eyes flickered for a moment, then he ignored them and continued his work of seduction.

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