Immortal robbery

Chapter 93 Penglai
It took a long time for Wang Zijia to know and master these five ghosts.As the first attempt, it was still an incomplete method, and Wang Zijia was already very satisfied with it.

With a thought in his mind, the five ghosts beside him merged into a solid figure.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost turned into a puff of black smoke and fell into Wang Zijia's chest.

Pulling off the collar and looking down, a dark tattoo of a grimace appeared on the left chest.Feeling the coldness in his heart, Wang Zijia nodded in satisfaction.

'It's also a hole card. When there is a chance, I will find a way to change to five real ghosts. Now these five puppets will be used as spell casting mediums first. '

After finalizing his thoughts, Wang Zijia got up and started tidying up the basement.

Although he didn't commit any crimes, this method is very evil after all, and Wang Zijia didn't intend to expose it.

After a long time, after Wang Zijia packed everything up and recovered, he opened the basement and came to the yard.

At this moment, the sky was already dark, and the starlight was scattered along with the moonlight, making the Biyiyuan quiet and serene.

Wang Zijia looked at the time, he started preparations around eight o'clock, and now it's past twelve o'clock, it took a long time.

He didn't fall asleep immediately, but his mind moved slightly, and he came to the chaotic space of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Around the space, there is still chaos, and the golden balance is in the center.

Wang Zijia took a deep breath, and as his mind changed, faint black smoke filled the air from his illusory body, like a ghost.

As the black mist came into contact with the chaos, the chaotic mist actually began to change. Slowly, an extremely real bird appeared in front of Wang Zijia.

"Can it really affect this place?"

Wang Zijia looked at the bird shaped by spiritual power using the power of the method as a medium, and his face was full of joy.

He didn't have any power in his consciousness before, so his influence on this chaotic sea of ​​consciousness was extremely limited. He originally thought that he would have to wait for the level of wine sacrifices and achieve a Dao foundation before he could have a certain means of influence.

I didn't expect to have the five ghosts in advance, so that the consciousness can also manifest the extraordinary, thus affecting this place.

Moreover, the spiritual power shaping, which is obviously like a magic trick, can change the world here, or in other words, in this chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, any little power seems to be very exaggerated.

"In that case, let's see how far we can do it!"

Wang Zijia looked at the flying bird shaped in front of him, which was much more real than the outside world, his face was full of joy, his mind turned, and a faint black mist diffused from his body, and rushed into a large chaotic space.

In an instant, the area shrouded in black mist began to change dramatically.

First, an endless ocean emerged, and then an island stood in it.

On the island, spiritual trees are verdant, fairy flowers and elixir can be seen everywhere, and in the gurgling spiritual spring, fairy light surges;
In the mist shrouded in Lingshan, the cranes chirped and danced along with the rising clouds and mists, giving it a fairy-like atmosphere.

In the corner of the island, there is a tall mountain.At the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, there is an attic full of classical charm. In front of the attic door, there is a huge stone tablet.

On the stone tablet, two simple and vigorous characters are inscribed.

Penglai!

There is also a plaque hanging in front of the attic door, with the words "Penglai Xiandian" written on it.

After a while, when everything stabilized, Wang Zijia floated down with surprise and landed in front of the Penglai Immortal Palace.

I stretched out my hand and touched the stele. It felt real to the touch, and it was hard to tell the truth from the fake.

Looking at the huge stele, Wang Zijia frowned, feeling a little less charming.With a thought, a little bit of writing appeared on the corner of the huge stone tablet.

Entering Penglai, the present life changes.

Get rid of the mortal womb, and climb the immortal road for the rest of your life.

Seeing the changed stone tablet, Wang Zijia was satisfied.

Then Wang Zijia looked around for a long time, adding various details. If he hadn't clearly known that he was in the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, he would have thought that he had traveled to an island again.

Looking up at the sky, the equivalent balance exudes a dazzling golden light, just like the sun of this world.

Nodding in satisfaction, Wang Zijia entered the attic again. As he stepped into it, the empty hall on the first floor began to change rapidly. Tables and chairs continued to emerge, and became richer in no time.

In the blink of an eye, the hall turned into a classical trading hall.

The most attractive thing about the entire hall is the huge container that occupies nearly half of the hall, just like the medicine cabinet of an ancient pharmacy.

I don't know how high the container is, and when I look up, I can't see the end at a glance.

There are densely packed drawer grids on the container, and amazing spiritual lights shone in each grid.

The entire container exudes a long, vicissitudes and majesty atmosphere all the time.

It seems that it has experienced the baptism of countless times, experienced a period of unknown years, and came across from the distant end of time.

In sharp contrast to the container is the front of the huge container, in the center of the hall, there is a small counter like a desk.

A table and a chair, neither luxurious nor majestic, extremely ordinary.

Everything was formed in an instant, and when Wang Zijia stepped into the hall, everything had already changed, as if they had always been like this.

Wang Zijia stood in the hall, looked at the huge 'medicine cabinet', and began to decorate and carve each drawer.

Sometimes it becomes obscure, sometimes it becomes dazzling, and it is constantly being refined and perfected.

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Before I knew it, one night passed like this.

When the sky was bright, Wang Zijia stopped carving the Penglai Immortal Temple, or the Penglai Hall.

As usual, get up and wash, fight with Bai Qian, eat and chat with Xiang Feifei.

After a while, after breakfast, Xiang Feifei went to Fulou to work.

Wang Zijia didn't jump on the kite until Xiangwu, but didn't go to work. He took out his ID card and clicked on the information provided to him by Xiang Feifei.

In the past [-] days, he has preliminarily screened these materials. If he hadn't prepared the five ghosts, he would have started to do it a long time ago.

For this step, he has tried and prepared for several months before and after joining the sect!

Now that the five ghosts are all ready, Wang Zijia no longer hesitates, and the kite spreads its wings and goes in one direction.

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Qifumai building complex, the southern area is a commercial street, there are not only disciples of the sect, but also many businessmen of other large sects.

And the east area belongs to the work area, and most of the official buildings in the vein are located here.That is to say, here is the 'official' block of Qi Fumai.

The west area is a 'residential area', and most of the disciples in the vein, especially the largest handyman disciples, almost all live there.

The North District has no obvious positioning, and is mostly occupied by various small families in the meridian. Many of them were given and removed by Qi Fumai in the early years when the meridian was opened, in order to encourage some small families to build and develop Qi Fumai.

The nature of some private territories and manors, such as the Xiang family that Wang Zijia relies on, is one of them.

(End of this chapter)