Immortal robbery

Chapter 1 Equivalent Balance
Drowsy, Wang Zijia opened his eyes.

What I saw was a dim room, several square meters in size and two meters high, which seemed extremely small and cramped.

From the looks of it, it seems to be a secret room, or a secret compartment.

At this moment, he was lying on his side on the ground in a weird posture.On the ground in front of him, a patch of brown blood had not only dried up, but also turned black, looking a bit oozing.

Wang Zijia touched the corner of his mouth subconsciously, and there was also a little scab of dried blood.

It seemed that he was sitting cross-legged in the room before, suddenly vomited blood, fell sideways and died.

He sat up blankly and looked around. The room was not only small, but also empty. Apart from a small open box in front of him, there was only an empty bottle tightly held in his hand.

Nothing else, not even a table or stool.Under the buttocks, there is a tuanpu sitting on it.

where is this?
"Er... Am I shopping at the night market?"

By the way, night market, fire.

The thoughts came back, and the last picture that was frozen in his mind was that he was crushed to death by something falling from the burning building beside the street in the chaotic night market and crowded crowd.

It seemed that he was an unlucky guy who jumped off a building with a pile of belongings in his arms?
Um... so to say that he is the one behind, wouldn't he be even more unlucky?

So what's the situation now, the black house in the underworld?
While his thoughts were tossing, just thinking of this, before he could do anything else, a tingling pain rushed straight into his mind.

"hiss······"

The stabbing pain in the head was like a tsunami, and accompanied by more than ten years of memories, a bunch of messy information came rushing in.

Wang Zijia, who was already a little dazed, was instantly forced to stay where he was, and subconsciously took a deep breath.

Wang Zijia, 16 years old, from the periphery of Wanyu Xianzong, from Wanyu Xiancheng.

His father was originally a disciple of Wanyu Xianzong's handyman, but because he was too old to enter the outer sect, he was sent to Wanyu Xiancheng to work as a handyman in the Zongmen's shop.

After decades of hard work, he bought a small courtyard in the city, and gave birth to a son, named Wang Zijia, which means: hope the child will succeed.

He died suddenly a few months ago, and his job was taken over by his son.

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It took a long time before Wang Zijia sorted out the information and roughly figured out his current situation.

That's right, he crossed over!
And it has traveled to a fairy world!
According to memory, the origin of the original body is not bad. Although he is not the second generation of immortals, at least he has a car and a house, both parents are deceased, and an inherited iron rice bowl, a standard template for lying flat.

But... Wang Zijia looked at the empty bottle in his hand and touched the dried blood on the corner of his mouth...

According to memory, the original body suddenly vomited blood and died in this quiet room.

In addition, his father seemed to have died suddenly and strangely. Although there was no enemy or anything in his memory, from the third-person perspective of a traveler, the father and son were obviously being targeted by someone.

As for the reason... who knows, after all, the original owner didn't even know how he died in his memory.

Before he died, he was trying to comprehend the exercises, but suddenly his whole body was in severe pain, and his complexion changed drastically. He swallowed the only panacea left by his father, but unfortunately it was useless, and he finally vomited blood and died.

After roughly sorting out the information, Wang Zijia frowned slightly and looked at the small box in front of him.

The box is only the size of a laptop and about ten centimeters high.In addition to several books, there are dozens of jade stones the size of copper coins, which seem to be coins.

Because the box was opened, the original body sprayed a little blood before dying.But it was only stained on the boxes, books and jade coins, not at all.

Wang Zijia first looked at the jade and copper coins.

According to memory, this is called Dharma money, which contains spiritual power and is the currency used by practitioners. This money is the balance of his father and his salary for the past few months.

One per month, no more.

Picking up a jade copper coin out of curiosity, it feels as warm and moist as jade, and the inside is transparent with streamers turning, which seems to be a little more precious than the fine suet white jade.

Such a fine jade was made into the shape of copper coins. If it was in the previous life, I don't know how many people would have been scolded and thrown away.

After looking at the jade coins for a while, Wang Zijia put them down and picked up the books in the box.

Not many, there are only four thin booklets in total, the size of two palms, and the style is simple.

"Wanyu Basic Skills", "Introduction to Talisman Masters: Making Talisman Paper and Spell Cards"

"Latent Shadow Technique", "Youlong Dagger Thirteen Cuts"

According to memory, the first two books were his father's relics, one was about cultivating immortals, and the other was about spells, which were the most precious things in this family.

The latter two books are martial arts and martial arts.

It was the original owner's father who found out that the original body had no cultivation qualifications, so that he could barely gain a foothold in the city after his death without being bullied, and specially obtained high-level martial arts for him.

It's a pity that the original owner hadn't cultivated anything famous, but his father died suddenly, and the death was caught off guard.

With a little curiosity, Wang Zijia first picked up "Wanyu Basic Exercises", the so-called practice exercises, and flipped through it.

As Wang Zijia opened it, a faint spiritual light flashed through the words in the book.The book is not thick, with only a thousand words, Wang Zijia skimmed through it in just a few moments.

A miraculous thing happened. When he finished reading the whole chapter, the related memory in his mind quickly disappeared, and disappeared without a trace in just a moment.

Except for the name of one exercise, since he can't remember it at all.

This is not a special case, and the same is true of the original owner. According to memory, this is the most intuitive manifestation of not having the qualifications for cultivation.

In this world, those without spiritual roots are hard to transcend!
Wang Zijia, who didn't believe in evil, read it twice again, and then read "Introduction to the Talisman Master: Making Talisman Paper and Spell Cards" twice, all of which were like this, and he forgot after reading it, without leaving any memory.

Frowning, he opened up the remaining martial arts and martial arts, which is not a problem.Martial arts are stealth-like, and martial arts are dagger-like. Combined, they probably belong to the assassin class.

The life-saving effect is very good, which shows the good intentions of the predecessor's father.

According to memory, the predecessor has been cultivating for several years, and the progress is average, at least for the cultivating family.Barely passed the initial stage of body training, viscera training, etc., and just started the day after tomorrow.

The distance from Xiantian is not short.

"Ha, so as a time traveler, you don't even have any spiritual roots?"

"What the hell kind of start is this?"

After a while, after confirming the basic situation, Wang Zijia frowned.

"By the way, where is my gold finger? As a time traveler, you can't live without a gold finger, right?"

As soon as this idea came up, Wang Zijia felt a golden light flash in his mind, and he fell into chaos again.

When he came back to his senses, he had already come to a strange space, the surrounding was gray, and a golden object stood in the air, like the sun in the space.

For no reason, he knew that this was his sea of ​​consciousness.

The golden object shone with golden light, and then gradually dimmed. After a few breaths, the light dissipated, revealing its true appearance.

That is, a golden balance.

The scale is the size of an arm, and the whole is pure gold, giving people a sense of mystery and nobility.

"Is this... one of the objects that killed me?"

Looking at the balance, Wang Zijia felt strange but familiar. In his consciousness, the picture before death flashed, and finally it was frozen in a corner of a package, with a faint golden light flowing.

Ha, so I was smashed through by this golden finger?

Not waiting for Wang Zijia to continue thinking, as he focused on the golden scale, the scale vibrated slightly, and a strange message emerged.

Obscure but not difficult to understand, he seems to be able to understand this information in a trance.

To translate it, to put it bluntly, it is probably...
Dao Fruit: Equivalent Balance

Effect: equivalent swap

Function: All digested things in the body can be converted in equivalent value, regardless of the actual situation.

For example: Fat can be converted into muscle, blood can be converted into hair, cooking skills can be converted into craftsmanship, etc.

Note: This conversion is equivalent, not equivalent.For example, one kilogram of fat will not convert one kilogram of muscle, but only the same value of muscle.

Restriction [-]: Not interchangeable.For example, after one kilogram of fat is converted into one hundred grams of muscle, it cannot be converted back.But it can be compounded and converted, that is, this one hundred grams of muscle, plus one gram of original muscle, can be converted into more than one thousand grams of fat again.

Restriction [-]: Virtuality and reality are not interchangeable, that is, physical body can only be converted with physical body, and experience skills can only be converted with experience.

Restriction [-]: The conversion can only be based on what you already have, and cannot be created out of nothing.For example, without muscle in the body, fat cannot be converted into more muscle.To switch, you need at least one gram of initial muscle.

Special reminder: The realm of exercises belongs to the category of virtual experience, and the realm of cultivation belongs to the category of physical objects.

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Uh, equivalent swap?

Dao fruit?

Although there are many restrictions, it looks amazing!
How to use it?

As soon as the thought appeared, Wang Zijia was taken aback again.

I saw that as his thought came out, the scale flickered slightly, and then in the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, there was an uncontrollable slight vibration, and illusory weights suddenly appeared one after another, revolving around the scale.

The weights are big and small, and the whole body is illusory. They are all divided into two categories.

One is silvery white and the other is black iron.

Both types of weights are quite a lot, but most of them are in the shape of phantom light spots, extremely small.As long as part of the weight, finger-sized.

If it weren't for the big weight, Wang Zijia would only think it was a light spot, and would not think about the weight at all.

Stretching out his hand, the biggest weight in the black iron color flew over.

Weight: Cursed Mixed Poison

Status: suppressed

Value: 6
Introduction: Strange mixed poison, if used properly, it can even be barely poisoned to a practitioner, a fine product among all things.

Uh... Mixed drugs?
So the original body died of poisoning?

what······

Wait, he's still poisoned?
So the black iron-colored weight represents the physical body?So Yinbai is a phantom memory?

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(End of this chapter)