I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

"City Master Li is right, I am one of the nine useless dragons in this generation who can't compete with anyone, whether it's stronger or worse!" Wang Zijia said calmly.

When Li Lan heard this, he said with a face full of astonishment: "Da Qian is so powerful now, why can't even a god who has achieved success within a hundred years become the leader of this generation?"

Wang Zijia smiled and said: "City Lord Li was wrong, I just used some last resort means to survive due to the beast tide!"

When Li Lan heard this, his eyes once again paused for a moment on the dazzling white hair in front of Wang Zijia's forehead, feeling suddenly enlightened.

"I just heard from fellow Taoist that fellow Taoist is from Black Rock City? How is the situation there?" Li Lan made a gesture of invitation, asked, and floated up.

Wang Zijia immediately followed and replied: "Black Rock City no longer exists. Not only that, Mo Qing, Mu Die and other five cities were all destroyed by this beast wave."

Li Lan was silent for a while.

Wang Zijia asked: "I was walking along the way and found some strange skeletal creatures suddenly appearing. They are suspected to be the new ones in the strange realm. Since my fellow Taoist has activated the city's defense, have we already encountered them?"

Li Lan nodded silently and said: "A dozen days ago, someone in the city suddenly went crazy. He became as skinny as a stick and walked like a ghost. His speed was so fast that even I can't match it, and it caused a lot of turmoil."

"In the next day, changes occurred four or five times. I consulted a lot of information and came up with a rough guess about the birth of the strange realm. I just don't know whether it is the ghost realm of time evil or the strange and strange realm of several evils."

"Then I immediately asked for help from the alliance, but now the alliance and the Demon Sect are inextricably fighting each other, manpower is tight, and I don't know when it will be possible to mobilize manpower."

Wang Zijia frowned slightly and said, "So, today's Changbao Prefecture is a mess?"

Li Lan nodded and said: "It's just a few places guarded by the gods. All other cities are in turmoil. Those fast ghosts are almost unable to resist under the gods."

While the two of them were talking, they had already arrived at Li Lan's city lord's mansion.

While being served by servants, they drank tea and chatted.

"Since fellow Taoist garrison at the border cannot continue, are you planning to return to Daqian Kyoto?" Li Lan asked after a moment.

Wang Zijia shook his head and said righteously: "I was originally here to guard the border. How could I go back directly now that something like this happened?"

"Fellow Taoist plans..." Li Lan's eyes lit up and he looked at Wang Zijia.

"Of course, after the repairs are completed, go to various places to collect the money. If you continue to let it go like this, when it really forms a mysterious realm, you will undoubtedly be trapping yourself. Once the mysterious realm is formed on such a large scale, the master of the mystery will definitely not take it easy!" Wang Zijia said seriously.

Li Lan looked overjoyed and said, "Your Highness Ninth Highness is very righteous. I would like to thank you for your long-term protection of the people!"

Wang Zijia ignored the other party's change of title, but asked solemnly: "City Lord Li, have you noticed anything weird happened in Changbao Prefecture recently, such as the sudden appearance of a god, the rise of a shocking genius, or something weird happening somewhere?" thing."

Li Lan gave Wang Zijia a strange look.

Wang Zijia paused and said, "I am not a person whose life is short-lived."

Li Lan was slightly startled. He thought that Wang Zijia just lost some longevity and was forced to break through from the real person to the infant god, but he heard what Wang Zijia meant.

"Your Majesty Ninth Prince..."

Wang Zijia waved his hand nonchalantly and said: "If it hadn't been like this, I would have been dead when I was in Black Rock City. Now I still have a few days to live, which is already a profit. Before I leave, I can use some of my remaining energy. , which is worthy of my status as the Ninth Prince!"

Hearing this, Li Lan took a deep look at Wang Zijia.

In this day and age, there are many bad people with pus, and there are also many people like Wang Zijia who remain righteous, but they are not common, and every one of them is worthy of admiration.

She was silent for a moment, then changed the topic and returned to Wang Zijia's previous inquiry, saying, "Fellow Taoist, are you looking for the Secret Master? This Secret Realm is forming so slowly. Has the current Secret Master been born?"

Wang Zijia said: "That's right, who knows!"

The two were silent for a moment again.

"I will send people to investigate everywhere. Once we find out the information, can we join forces together?" Li Lan asked.

"Then thank you City Master Li! I'll be repairing it in your city for a few days. Will it have any impact?" Wang Zijia asked.

"Whatever His Highness the Ninth Prince said is the territory of the Immortal Alliance." Li Lan quickly replied.

Between words, the two exchanged some information about the ghost of time.

After arranging a place for Wang Zijia to stay, Wang Zijia stood up and left.

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After leaving the city lord's palace, Wang Zijia made a preliminary inquiry about Li Lan's information.

This person is not a famous person from later generations, he should be an ordinary divine king. There is a high probability that he is the descendant of the Demon Suppressing Tower, the ancestor of the Li family.

‘I don’t know if Li Zhengfang, the master of the Demon Suppressing Tower, was born in this era. Considering Li Zhengfang’s age in later generations, I think even if he was not born, he would be close! ’

‘I really want to take a walk around the Wanyu Sect and try to find ways to do it! ’

'Um? etc······'

‘Why should I go back to make trouble? This place is a city governed by Wanyu's forces, and is guarded by Wanyu Divine Lord. It is inevitable to return to Wanyu in the future. ’

‘Why can’t I change my mind and train a big boss myself? It doesn’t have to be a celebrity in future generations! ’

Thinking of this, all kinds of thoughts began to surge in Wang Zijia's mind. In an instant, his mind exploded and a bunch of tricks appeared.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and my eyes lit up.

‘Don’t be in a hurry, let’s try the magic seed’s longevity source concealment method first. If the idea is successful, then we can search for evil insects while planning, not for the present, but for eight thousand years! Not for the present, only for the future! ’

If this idea really succeeds, then Wang Zijia feels that it won’t be long before the Wanyu Sect takes off in future generations!

Suppressing the turbulent thoughts in his heart, Wang Zijia left the city lord's palace and walked towards the core neighborhood.

As a border city and the current commercial center of Changbao, the market here is very large.

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Wang Zijia came to the core main street and looked at the rows of shops on the street, feeling a little dazed.

The gap in humanities between eight thousand years later and now is actually not that big. There are some differences in the styles of the times, but most of them are similar to those of later generations.

It's just the use of phantom arrays, not the exaggerated various light screens used in later generations to attract customers.

In the eight thousand years of Zhenling Realm, Taoism has evolved very prosperously, but humanities have not changed much. It is just that the magic array was used to the extreme in later generations, which brought about many changes.

In the previous life, let alone eight thousand years, even eighty years would have made people feel earth-shaking changes.

In the world of spiritual practice, once those in power can live a super long life, then humanistic changes will really take thousands of years to evolve slowly!

Wang Zijia was traveling normally and walked around the entire core commercial street.

In the end, Wang Zijia chose an iconic store decorated with golden dragons surrounding pillars and walked in.

Probably because the formation was fully activated, it was considered a semi-lockdown state, so even the core main street shops in Changbao Commercial Center were still a little deserted.

"This guest..." As soon as Wang Zijia stepped into the store, he was warmly greeted by the doorman who was responsible for picking up guests.

Before he could say anything, Wang Zijia raised his hand and a golden talisman appeared in his hand.

"Weng!"

For a moment, the entire store seemed to be in resonance, and there was a faint dragon's roar. Yes, this store is the official store of Daqian, and it is opened by the royal family.

As the person who wins the throne of Kowloon once in three hundred years, he can definitely be regarded as the genius of the contemporary generation.

Of course, as the useless dragon among the eight who can't compete in standard competitions of strength and weakness, his treatment now is not much.

But there is still a certain dignity in status and so on. After all, Daqian is also in the Immortal Dynasty mode.

Following Wang Zijia's movements, the entire store seemed to welcome him.

In an instant, an old man in a Confucian shirt hurriedly emerged from the shop.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince? Is it really you? I just heard the news from the city guards and thought it was a misinformation."

The old man looked at Wang Zijia in astonishment. After discovering Wang Zijia's unconcealed aura of a god, his expression changed again and he said:

"Your Highness, what is your cultivation level?"

"It's just a matter of hanging on for a while." Wang Zijia heard this and deliberately brushed the white hair from his forehead and said, "Are you from the clan's treasury? Or from the royal family's treasury?"

Having said this, Wang Zijia paused and said: "Forget it, which one has no effect on me."

As he spoke, Wang Zijia turned over his hands, threw out the storage bag, handed over a list of materials, and said, "Help me replace these things with these things."

In the bag were all kinds of spiritual materials collected randomly, and apart from what Wang Zijia was going to do next, the materials needed were the Love Poison Pill materials.

The old man immediately took the things and checked them quickly.

"But there's a problem. I remember that although a waste dragon like me doesn't have any privileges, I still have priority when buying things at market prices, right?"

"Your Highness, please don't say that. This old slave is scared!" The old man replied immediately before he finished reading.

"Oh, it seems he is from the clan!" Wang Zijia nodded after seeing his attitude. The royal family only respects His Majesty and the worst dragon!

The old man quickly read through everything and said: "The things His Highness wants, the rest are fine, but there are too many materials related to love and poison."

"Although the demand for this thing is usually not small, the fence yard and other things on our border are not developed, and there is not much demand in that area. Therefore, the amount His Highness wants, I need a few days to buffer and borrow goods from various companies. "

Wang Zijia nodded calmly and said: "I can afford to wait for a few days, so let's settle it. Give me the other materials first."

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately gave a few instructions to the disciples beside him.

Then he looked at Wang Zijia, especially the white hair on his forehead, and said, "What secret technique did your Highness use?"