I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

Currently, she is over 2,500 years old.

She has exceeded the minimum threshold of 500 years for the life span of the Yuanshen. Although it is unknown how long she can live, she can only live for 500 to 600 years at most.

After all, a normal Yuanshen cultivator who takes good care of himself can only live for 2,000 to 3,000 years. To live to over 3,000 years old is very lucky!

Therefore, 2,500 years old is actually the official old age for a Yuanshen cultivator.

Therefore, even for cultivators, she is considered a grandmother.

This person has some connections with Wang Zijia, because she is the pillar of the Yan family and the ancestor of Yan Qimeng.

"Junior brother, don't be so polite. Let's go in and sit." The charming Yan Juan greeted her familiarly.

Wang Zijia bowed slightly and followed her into the courtyard.

Yan Juan has a standard female cultivator aesthetic. The courtyard is decorated in an elegant style, with flowers and plants all over the garden.

The breeze is gentle, and the flowers and plants are swaying, and the fragrance is everywhere. The whole yard is a little fresh, and you can't see much of the old lady's old age, but there are feelings of a little girl everywhere.

It seems that she is a grandmother with a relatively young mentality!

The kind that can make countless disciples struggle for three thousand years less!

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Walking through the yard, the two came to a pavilion by the lake with a beautiful scenery. The lake was full of lotus flowers in full bloom, and the faint fragrance lingered around the nose, which looked quite pleasant.

The two sat in the pavilion, and Yan Juan asked Wang Zijia: "Do you like tea or wine?"

Wang Zijia looked at Yan Juan in surprise and said: "Senior sister usually likes to drink?"

"I like to have a few drinks occasionally!" Yan Juan replied.

It seems that the grandmother's mentality is really young!

With wealth, upbringing, and rich experience, she is the best goal of the dream of a young rich woman!

With a flash of thought in his mind, Wang Zijia said: "Let's have tea!"

Yan Juan gestured behind her, and a disciple came up with tea sets in a moment.

"Last time I went to my junior brother's place, there were too many old guys and I didn't have a good chat with him. Today, let's have a good chat!" Yan Juan started the conversation quite familiarly.

"I was in a hurry that day, so my junior brother didn't treat me well!" Wang Zijia replied apologetically.

"Hey, no, it's me who went without invitation and was abrupt." After Yan Juan and Wang Zijia exchanged greetings, she really changed the topic and said, "I heard from the younger generation below that my junior brother has a good relationship with the disciples in our clan?"

Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Well, in the early years, thanks to Yan Qimeng's care, a lot of troubles were avoided."

"It seems that our two families are really destined! We should visit each other more in the future and don't be unfamiliar!" Yan Juan said.

"It should be!" Wang Zijia responded with a smile.

The two drank tea and chatted familiarly, and Wang Zijia didn't rush to tell the purpose of this trip.

At his current level, it is necessary to have relationships with some old guys in the clan.

Although most of them don't care about things, they set the tone for many things. In a word, they affect many aspects of the sect.

Because he walked too fast, these relationships were weak. Fortunately, everyone was conscious of getting close to him, so as long as he was willing, it was not difficult to get along.

After another half a day, the sunset glowed all over the sky, shining in the lake. The pink and white lotus flowers were like golden lotuses blooming, with shining spiritual light and bright clouds.

The lake was full of spiritual lotus swaying, and the scenery was really good.

It was worthy of being a cave for female cultivators. They spent more thoughts on this aspect than male cultivators.

Seeing that the time was almost up, if they delayed any longer, they would have to stay overnight. Wang Zijia didn't want this strict senior sister to teach him to learn from experience.

Although the other party was indeed experienced, she was more than two thousand years old after all, so Wang Zijia talked about the purpose of this trip.

"Sister, what are the conditions and rules for the sect to transfer the sixth-grade spiritual vein?"

Yan Juan's eyes flashed with joy, and she immediately said: "Junior brother, do you want to get a sixth-grade spiritual vein in your Baitao Peak?"

Wang Zijia nodded and said: "Sister, you also know that the previous Yufu vein was fine, with a few big cats and small fish. But now this big family, my broken place probably can't satisfy them. But after running it for so long, I don't want to give up directly."

"That's good. The veins in Xilin should indeed have a leader. After so many years of support, they have all dealt with it one by one. It's almost become an exclusive area for the disciples below to make money and hide dirt."

Yan Juan sighed first, and then asked: "Junior brother, do you want to move mountains and cut caves, or find dragons and move veins?"

"What's the difference between the two?" Wang Zijia only knew the general idea, so he asked without much understanding.

"If you want to move mountains and intercept caves, you need to go deep into the Demon Forest, destroy a demon nest, and move the spirit veins or even the mountains back."

"This is troublesome because it requires the development of the Demon Forest, and it takes some manpower. It's okay in normal times, but now the sect is at war, and it's a bit cumbersome to dispatch."

Yan Juan's words made Wang Zijia nod his head to show that he understood.

Before the war broke out, the starting point of the conflict between him and the Yue family was that the Yuanshen cultivator Qianhu Elder planned to develop the Demon Language Fox Forest. The Yue family wanted to get involved and share some benefits as the veins of Xilin.

It would be best if they could get in touch with the Yuanshen cultivators and even cultivate the next generation of infant gods.

As a result, Wang Zijia picked the peaches in the middle, and then we have the current Yufu vein.

"If we look for dragons and move veins... Although our Qifeng is a seventh-grade top-level fairy-level spirit vein group, there are also quite a few sixth-grade spirit veins, so it's not too troublesome to do it."

"But over the years, most of the sixth-grade veins have been allocated. Even if there are vacancies, they are temporarily held by the declining Yuanshen family. The application process is relatively complicated."

"Of course, with your conditions, plus you have trained so many disciples for the sect in the Qinglian Realm, you are definitely qualified. I just don't know when it will be approved and dispatched. It is estimated that it will cause a lot of disputes."

Yan Juan explained seriously.

In other words, one may have to wait in line and even squeeze out other people's resources; the other is straightforward, but you have to fight for it yourself.

Wang Zijia pondered for a moment, thinking of the attitude of the headmaster and the attitudes of many old guys in the sect. As long as he opened his mouth, he estimated that he might give up his own spiritual vein.

Therefore, Wang Zijia said directly: "Then, Senior Sister, please help me apply for it. If you can speed it up, please speed it up. My place can't really support the current scale of disciples. To improve the Xilin veins, the sect must give some support!"

Now Wang Zijia is not afraid of owing favors to others, but countless people are eagerly looking at him to give favors.

"Okay! I'll help you try!" Yan Juan said seriously.

She also knows the situation of the Jade Talisman Vein. Tens of thousands of real people and thousands of fake infants are equivalent to most of the inner sect elites.

Even if they are all settled in caves in the Seven Peaks, as Wang Zijia's disciples, Wang Zijia often stays in Baitao Peak, so they will obviously focus on the Jade Talisman Vein.

In this way, with the situation in Baitao Peak, it is really not enough to consume.

Seeing that the matter was finalized, Wang Zijia exchanged a few more pleasantries before saying goodbye and leaving in the brilliant sunset.

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When I returned to Baitao Court, it was deserted.

After getting used to the yard, Wang Zijia, who was waiting for him like a husband waiting for his wife, was not used to the deserted yard.

People are really such strange creatures.

When they were not familiar with each other, he felt that it was troublesome for them to get along with each other day and night, which was not conducive to hiding his secrets, and it was awkward everywhere.

Now that he is alone, he is even more uncomfortable, and feels that something is missing everywhere!

Empty yard, empty heart!

Shaking his head, he suppressed his thoughts.

He went directly to the practice room, the magic power fluctuated slightly, and a passage extended underground.

In the dim underground palace, the blood-red crystals flashed bright red light under the spiritual light.

The dirty clay paper man who looked like he had just been unearthed was patrolling, and the brown-red flesh tentacles on the top and wall were wriggling.

A piece of weirdness!

Fortunately, he had taken good precautions against the underground palace, and no one in the sect dared to come to his place to search it carefully, so today's events did not affect this place.

After checking and confirming that there was no problem, Wang Zijia planned to use this place as a secondary transit platform, and move the core platform to the underground palace of Duobao Realm.

There were the former hundred demons of the Weird Domain, which was even more weird, and was definitely suitable for storing and processing evil corpses. It was less afraid of mutual infection and strange changes than here.

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In the Hundred Demon Weird Domain, on the top of the Lingmai Mountain in Nanfeifang City, Wang Zijia's mind moved.

A white chess piece emerged, and Wang Zijia, with the blessing of Duobao Realm, still couldn't figure out what this thing was for.

After studying it for a while without any results, Wang Zijia stopped struggling and put it away.

With a flip of his hand, a page of a book flew out.

"Boom!"

As the page exploded, a huge dark golden pill furnace more than ten meters high appeared.

The whole mountain range shook slightly for a moment. Miraculously, such a heavy furnace did not fall into the ground, but landed steadily on the ground, as if it was supported by gold and iron.

Looking at the thick black pollution and the pattern of evil spirits on the alchemy furnace, Wang Zijia took a deep breath.

He pressed his hands on it directly, absorbing the pollution while refining it.

This thing is different from the previous golden bell. Except that it has no spirit and has lost the foundation of the immortal weapon, everything else remains intact.

Although it can no longer be considered an immortal weapon, it is incomparable to magic weapons.

Therefore, if Wang Zijia wants to refine it, he has to spend a lot of effort.

This is also thanks to the lack of intelligence, otherwise it will be even more troublesome.

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The next day, Changbao.

When Wang Zijia appeared again, Li Shenghui came to meet him directly.

This great cultivator who stayed in Changbao always showed his presence when Wang Zijia appeared in Changbao.

"What's the matter, Fifth Brother? Do you want to talk to me?" Wang Zijia still didn't give him a good look, and asked calmly in indifference.

"You..." Li Shenghui opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know what to say for a long time.