I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

Yun Zhongzi handed over the page and said: "The level of your current destined person is not enough, the fate method is not deep enough, and it has not been directly connected to Penglai Fairyland. You can only use this method to open an altar and make an offering."

Yan Yingyi took the page and read the information on it. As a Fu Pulse cultivator, you should not be too familiar with the Dharma Altar.

It can be seen at a glance that this is just a very standard basic altar. The only unusual thing is probably that the target of the sacrifice is not a certain person, but the Penglai Wonderland where the sacrifice is made.

"Junior understands, junior will go now..."

"Don't worry, you can't go in and out of Penglai at will at the moment. It's not easy to come here. It's better to decide what you want to change first and then leave!" Yun Zhongzi reached out to stop Yan Yingyi's movements and said.

"But this junior is worthless." Yan Yingyi said with a little anxiety on his face after hearing this.

"It doesn't matter, Penglai is not harsh on those who are destined, and even allows a certain amount of credit. Penglai's third rule is prepared for this." Yun Zhongzi looked at Yan Yingyi with a smile and said: "Then you have to exchange for enlightenment. Yuye?"

Nonsense, the Dharma altar he gave you is just a decoration. If you go out and open the altar now to offer Dharma money, he won't be able to catch you blind later?

After all, he was still in the basement. Even though he wasn't too far away, he still had to fly for three to five minutes.

"Yes! I would like to redeem three enlightenment jade leaves to complete my understanding of the three core methods." Yan Yingyi immediately replied.

Hearing this, Yun Zhongzi stopped talking and raised his hand directly, and three jade leaves were directly driven into Yan Yingyi's body by Wang Zijia.

Before Yan Yingyi could do anything, he fell into a trance again.

When he came to his senses, he had returned to his training room.

Holding the talisman pen in his hand, the half-finished paper kite in front of him was still half-finished. Everything just now seemed like a dream. Real yet unreal.

"Is this a dream or a fugue..." He was at a loss. He was about to do something, but then his expression changed. In his mind, he had studied the spiritual talismans that had not made any progress for decades. At this moment, countless insights emerged. Extremely turbulent.

Not only that, but the remaining two techniques that he had not yet had time to comprehend also had a lot of insights emerging at this moment, constantly filling his mind.

As the three techniques changed at the same time, they even resonated with his core nine techniques. The remaining techniques that had been cultivated for many years actually had some aura connections through this opportunity of epiphany.

The most intuitive expression is that he has been practicing for a hundred years and his cultivation has reached its peak, but he can actually practice again at this moment. And with the connection of the nine arts, the skills are constantly running and the cultivation level is constantly refined.

Daoxing: One hundred years (15005/18000)

He, who has a lot of experience, certainly understands why. Actually, because of this epiphany, his foundation has been further improved, and he has a promising trend of offering wine! ! !

This unexpected gain was a huge surprise to him.

Suppress the ecstasy in my heart and start to seriously experience various insights.

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On the other side, after Wang Zijiazhuang pretended to drive Yuye into the opponent's body, he directly exchanged more than 8,000 skills worth, and accumulated the opponent's nine core skills to a large extent.

At the same time, he directly threw the opponent out.

He himself took the red copper weight and returned to the Chaos Consciousness Sea where he belonged, and then immediately left the Consciousness Sea.

In front of the altar filled with wind in the basement, Wang Zijia suddenly opened his eyes.

As he opened his eyes, the aura of the altar gradually converged, and the various poisonous tattoos swimming in the basin made of skulls also stopped moving.

"call······!"

Feeling that the move was relatively smooth, Wang Zijia breathed a long sigh of relief.

Without any further delay, he immediately got up and left the basement. He turned over his hands and took out the paper kite, heading towards the area where Yan Yingyi lived.

When he was still five or six kilometers away from where the other party lived, Wang Zijia stopped.

A clay bird condensed out, and then, a tattoo-like ghost on Wang Zijia's chest rushed out and submerged into the clay bird.

The flying bird took on a little life and completely transformed into a real bird, but a little dark and dark, like a crow.

Immediately, Wang Zijia fell into a daze, but the crow-like bird came to life completely, and continued to fly towards its destination with lively eyes.

The clay bird has the blessing of the five ghosts, and its range is no longer limited to one kilometer. Of course, due to the incomplete method and limited cultivation, the limit distance is only ten kilometers.

It was already midnight, and the dark bird was hiding its figure and quietly passing through countless roads, trying to avoid being discovered and noticed.

Within a few dozen breaths, he arrived in the courtyard where Yan Yingyi was, and quietly stopped under the eaves, waiting quietly.

This wait lasted for more than an hour, and it was only when the patient Wang Zijia became a little impatient that the other party finally woke up.

Yan Yingyi realized that so much time had passed and he had no time to check his harvest, so he immediately dug out a pile of spiritual materials and started to open the altar.

Outside the door, Wang Zijia, who had been waiting under the eaves for a long time, suddenly became energetic.

When the other party completed the arrangement and opened the altar, he decisively activated the method of planting magic, causing him to fall into a state of confusion.

Immediately afterwards, the black bird he transformed into flew directly into the house, quickly put away the sacrificial money on the altar, and then turned around and ran away without stopping.

There is no way, the current means are limited. If you don’t want to lose your temper, you can only do it secretly behind your back.

Just like when Xiao Li Feidao throws his flying knives, he probably has to pick them up one by one. As long as no one sees them, his status is still there!

Of course, if possible, he still has to try his best to find a way to solve this problem, and there are many ways.

There must be a lot of such magic in the sect's Taoist court, but I don't know the level and price. Five ghosts moving mountains is also possible, but the value of this supplement is a bit daunting!

Don't worry, take your time, you can always find it.

Before that, he is destined to only fool some low-level people. Of course, finding some wealthy people who have accumulated a lifetime of wealth is enough for Wang Zijia's current needs.

While thinking, Wang Zijia has left the yard for a long time, only a few breaths before and after.

When Yan Yingyi came back to his senses without noticing, he found that the full 10,000 magic money he had kept at the bottom of the box had disappeared.

He was shocked at first, and then looked at the altar that seemed to have failed to sacrifice, and frowned.

But thinking of the unfathomable Penglai, he finally ignored it and began to feel his gains at ease.

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Wang Zijia took his things and quickly returned to his hiding place. After confirming that no one had discovered him, he hurried back to Biyiyuan.

When he entered the basement again, Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief.