I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

"Okay, let's go then!" Wang Zijia nodded when he heard the words.

Bai Zhi led Wang Zijia through many areas and came to an extremely grand and simple huge palace.

There was no crowd to greet Wang Zijia as he imagined, nor were there many wine-provoking reviewers and reviewers. Bo Zhi took him directly into the main hall and came to an empty room about ten square meters in size.

There was nothing in the room, except for a futon in the center. It was a standard quiet room setting, filled with light sandalwood, and the whole room had a Zen feel.

"Senior brother, when you get in, don't worry about anything. Just relax your mind and just enter concentration." Baizhi opened the door, stood at the door, and signaled Wang Zijia to come in.

Wang Zijia nodded and stepped into the room carefully. Bai Zhi smiled at him and closed the door carefully.

Wang Zijia looked at the simple quiet room, and then carefully sat on the futon.

The moment he sat down, Wang Zijia subconsciously tensed up his whole body, feeling extremely nervous both physically and mentally.

Before Wang Zijia could sense anything, he felt weightless for a moment, countless streams of light hit his mind, and he fell into a trance.

Perhaps for a moment, or perhaps for countless years, the golden scale in his mind suddenly shook.

Wang Zijia suddenly woke up. Although his eyes were still closed, he could clearly see that he was floating in the quiet room at this moment. The whole room was filled with countless streams of light, and the light spots were like stars, constantly entering and exiting Wang Zijia's body.

Every time it goes in and out, a light spot changes from colorless to other colors, mostly brownish yellow and blood red.

The roof of the room disappeared without knowing when, and was replaced by a deep mirror like a starry sky. Those streams of light were the beams of light projected by the mirror.

As the streams of light continued to go in and out, they seemed to go deeper and deeper, threatening to penetrate Wang Zijia in a transparent manner.

At a certain moment, Wang Zijia felt a point of light accidentally rush into the spiritual root at the core of his body.

The red copper weight suddenly reacted to the stress, and during the fluctuation of the innate magic, under Wang Zijia's astonished eyes, the light spot was dyed into its own shape, and then flew out without any abnormality, towards the starry sky mirror. Reflux.

As the light spots returned, Wang Zijia had a familiar feeling, which was the feeling of being able to infect the target with a demon.

This... you asked for it yourself, it's none of my business!

What surprised Wang Zijia the most was that through this, one of his previous conjectures was confirmed.

The power of the demon that had been transformed by the Dao Fruit was indeed as he had guessed and could not be discovered by ordinary means. If he could solve the problem of how to send it into the target's body in the first place, leapfrogging the demon would not be a problem at all!

No matter how awesome it is, it can be better than the magic weapon that suppresses the clan. This thing can be abducted by the devil without him noticing...

He suppressed the crazy thoughts in his heart and made no other movements, letting the light spot quietly lurk, as if nothing happened.

After about a quarter of an hour, the streamer stopped moving, and lines of information slowly appeared on the mirror.

Cultivation: Peak boy

Level: Top quality spiritual root

Belongs to: Earth, Blood (with strange mutations, talents are likely to be born in the future)

Physique: Pure, with almost no pollution. It is an extremely rare pure body.

Mind: Excellent

Rating: A

Suggestion: If you have Taoist potential, you can include it.

As the information emerged, the starry sky mirror rotated slightly, and a mechanical voice suddenly sounded.

"Is your real name Wang Zijia?"

Wang Zijia, who closed his eyes and watched all this, instantly felt an instinctive impulse and wanted to answer the other party subconsciously.

"yes!"

He did not suppress this impulse and allowed his instinct to drive him.

"Before joining Wanyu Sect, did you join other forces?"

"Didn't join!"

"Is it related to the Bone Soul Temple and other demonic sects?"

At this moment, Wang Zijia immediately suppressed his instinctive impulse and took the initiative to say: "No!"

The mirror surface rotated slightly, but he didn't notice anything unusual. He spoke again: "Is there something wrong?"

"without!"

"······"

Seeing this, Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief quietly. Between the questions and answers, a full quarter of an hour passed.

After the mirror completed the inquiry, it turned out a few more streams of light, not knowing what it was doing.

After a long time, Wang Zijia quietly fell back to the ground and sat on the futon again.

The mirror on the roof quietly disappeared, the stream of light in the room also disappeared, and the whole room became its original appearance again.

"Squeak!"

At this time, the door was opened, and Wang Zijia woke up with a 'bewildered' face.

"what happened?"

"Congratulations, senior brother, you have passed the identity verification and registration. The relevant information will change in as little as ten days or as long as more than a month." Bai Zhi seemed not surprised by Wang Zijia's reaction and bowed respectfully.

Wang Zijia came to his senses with a confused look on his face and said, "Is this the end?"

"It's over, senior brother, you can go back." Bo Zhi replied.

When Wang Zijia heard this, she left the dormitory with some confusion.

As soon as he returned to Biyiyuan, a disciple rode a paper kite and hurriedly delivered a beautiful jade box to Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia opened it and saw that it was the Taoist benefit he applied for: Class A spiritual object compensation was finally received.

At this point, it is basically certain that the review of his entire Taoism has been completed.

Wang Zijia looked at the sky, but at noon, he did not go to work, but entered the room and started making various preparations.

······

In the past month, Wang Zijia was very honest. He didn't even go to make extra money. Even the deal with Ji Chao this month was rejected by Wang Zijia.

He just used the money in his hand to buy a lot of materials for the Explosive Spirit Pill, and asked Bai Qian to work overtime to make pills.

Mastery level alchemy, almost just break even, buying materials is almost the same as buying pills.

Wang Zijia spent all his magic money and Tao power, and the Explosive Spirit Pill he made was exchanged by Wang Zijia for value, stored in the spiritual root, and used as a backup for breakthrough.

Spiritual root: special earth and blood spiritual root (medium quality 6.4/500,000)

Tai Chi: 8532

Magic money: 35

Tao power: 70

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Time came to the late night, in the basement.

Wang Zijia took out the foundation pill, spiritual objects, and various other things that were prepared, and carefully checked himself. Feeling that he was ready, Wang Zijia took a deep breath and began to calm down.

After a long time, Wang Zijia suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his nine great skills.

Clay control, lava fireball, clay activation, clay shape-changing and invisible skills, and spiritual power shaping, these five skills have been initially connected, refined and nurtured, and the rest is to use the five skills as the bones.

Use the four skills of molten crystal property change, ethereal crystal shield, meteor flash, and blood droplet as the flesh to build.

Gather the power of the nine skills, smelt a second-grade method, and achieve the foundation of Taoism.

There are three choices here. Different choices and different backgrounds determine the strength and difference of the foundation of Taoism. It also creates the nine grades of Taoism, the first grade is holy, and the ninth grade is completely cut off.