I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

Wang Zijia saw this and turned away, not bothering to pay attention.

Li Shenghui immediately followed up, changing the topic and asking knowingly: "Did you become an earthly immortal in this life? Did you not become a cursed person?"

Wang Zijia stopped and looked back at Li Shenghui who was asking knowingly and trying to find something to say, and said: "Then what?"

Li Shenghui paused and simply gave up the idea of ​​greeting, and said bluntly: "All the people in Shenjing know about you!"

Wang Zijia's expression remained unchanged and continued to ask back: "So?"

"Many people asked me to persuade you to go back. Except for the two of us, there is no one left in the past, so I can't vent my anger on you. But I can compensate you. Status, fame and so on can be discussed."

At this point, Li Shenghui, who spoke softly, thought of something and said:

"See how anxious some people are. If possible, they might not mind tying me to you!"

The tone and expression were a little inexplicable. Obviously, as his life span was approaching, Li Shenghui no longer had the final say in Shenjing or the Zongrenfu.

Wang Zijia smiled and said sarcastically: "A few months ago, when I went to the Demon Sect and made a fuss, didn't the people in the Shenjing clan know about it? How could they be so arrogant?"

"When Ma Chen came to Changbao and wanted me to go back to see you, how could the clan elders in Shenjing not know about it?"

"When you came to Shenjing, didn't I appear in the world?"

Wang Zijia asked a few questions in return, but he didn't say the specific meaning, but how could Li Shenghui not understand what he said.

What did you do earlier?

He opened his mouth and sighed: "Ninth brother, you have to understand that we are descendants of the royal family. For some things, we only need to look at the results, not the purpose and process. It's too tiring to live like that. You will never fit in. Even I can't ask for such purity!"

"Oh, how much do I want to fit in?" Wang Zijia looked at Li Shenghui and said, "I can only look at the results and not the purpose in many things."

At this point, Wang Zijia paused and said, "But the premise is that you have a purpose before approaching, and you make a move before the result comes out. I respect you for daring to gamble and bet."

"After all the results are out, you only think about icing on the cake, and others have to Go along with you? That's not going to happen. "

"Yes, I'm on the path of earthly immortals, and Changbao's twenty-eight stars break through the soul. The formation is just an auxiliary. I've even reached the point where I can help the soul break through the tribulation, and I can help people become immortals in the future."

"But does this have anything to do with Daqian?"

"I promised you, Li Shenghui, just because of the benefits and the fact that you are indeed my blood relative. This is an undeniable fact, and that's all."

"As for the clan mansion, let them continue to be the gods of the immortal dynasty who sit back and relax and look down on all living beings. Don't come to this world to get involved in the worldly atmosphere. How vulgar!"

Li Shenghui opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

After all, the clan mansion is really a place of rules, and once Wang Zijia is to be welcomed back.

That means that in addition to the dying Li Shenghui, there will be a young and beautiful Li Shenghong on his head.

There are too many things involved, so before Li Shenghui spoke directly, they pretended to be deaf and dumb, as if Li Shenghong didn't exist, and didn't even verify it.

Now that he has found something wrong and has great benefits, he is thinking of recruiting people back to worship him as an ancestor.

Even in the royal family, which is very purposeful and utilitarian, it is a bit too much...

With the temper of his ninth brother, a Confucian swordsman, it is impossible for him to be in a good mood. Not to mention his ninth brother, he himself is a little speechless.

"We can ignore those old guys who have become ghosts! Just go back to Shenjing to see the changes in the future?" Li Shenghui immediately said with soft and hard words.

Wang Zijia rolled his eyes at Li Shenghui and was too lazy to argue with him.

During this period, Li Shenghui's airs became lower and lower. Once he put down the reserve of a great cultivator of the tribulation and the airs of a government official, his thick-skinned nature gradually revealed.

Wang Zijia couldn't do anything with him, so he just let him follow.

After all, he was a great cultivator of the tribulation, and he was still a serious brother. Although there was no affection, there was no big hatred.

Besides, more contact with him will help to quietly plant the devil.

So, Wang Zijia is not really against Li Shenghui. As for the attitude problem, it is just to maintain Li Shenghong's personality.

In such a mood, Li Shenghui understood that Wang Zijia is a person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

So, a great cultivator who has crossed the tribulation, always softly and hard in front of him, calling him the ninth brother on the left and the elder brother on the right, is a bit like a two-faced and persistent person.

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After dealing with things in Changbao for most of the day and wandering around for two circles, Wang Zijia returned to Baitao Peak.

Unlike the calmness of Changbao, Baitao Peak is too busy.

The settlement of tens of thousands of real people;

The future planning of Baitao Peak;

The various developments in the veins;

And the future contact with the Qinglian Realm, how to form real-time communication with the veins, etc. ······

A lot of things!

Especially Xiang Feifei and Bai Qian, who have become one of the main responsible persons in the veins.

Now none of them came back, leaving only An Xingsheng.

Of course, starting yesterday, Li Lexin and several main fake infant monks in charge of the Demon Suppression Holy Land also began to take over, but they were still very busy.

After Wang Zijia came back, he began to sit in the White Peach Tower and handle some affairs, mainly the negotiation of various major events and the determination of the general direction.

For several days in a row, Wang Zijia spent his time in this busy manner.

The big bosses in the sect seemed to know that he was very busy, so they tacitly agreed not to visit at this time, waiting for a breakthrough in ten days.

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Early that morning, in the Baitao Tower discussion hall, the old and new groups started discussing again under the chairmanship of Wang Zijia.

After the disciples from the Qinglian world ascended, two obvious factions began to appear in the Jade Talismans.

The old school headed by An Xingsheng and a group of small families, as well as the Xilin lineage;

The Lower Realm Ascension Sect headed by Li Lexin and other Holy Lords.

Normally, An Xingsheng and the others were not qualified. Whether it was the base of real people or the top power, they were not enough to form an opposing faction with the Ascension Sect.

But they have been with Wang Zijia for a longer time, and among them is the Xiang family, who is very close. In addition, they now have the support and bets of all the gods and kings in the sect. They are no longer what they used to be, and they can barely compete with the Ascension Sect.

Wang Zijia did not interfere in this matter. As long as it is not excessive, some competition is indeed needed in the veins. In a pond without catfish, the fish raised will always be just for viewing!

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At this moment, both sides were discussing matters in the main hall with a large group of familiar or unfamiliar disciples.

Wang Zijia sat in the main seat and listened listlessly.

‘We need to choose a deputy pulse master, otherwise it would be quite annoying to deal with this every day. No wonder Zhang Decheng wants to fool me into being a young poster all day long! ’

In the past, it was just a small thing about Yu Fu Mai, and the results were achieved in a few sentences. Now the affairs of the Xilin Meridians and the Qinglian Realm will begin to be resolved here.

Especially in the early days, when the charter was decided, the two new factions were reluctant to give in.

It took a long time to talk about the ridiculous regulations, which made Wang Ziji feel very upset.

The topic at the moment is just in the process of further training for soul boys.

Not only the disciples of Wanyu Sect who enter the meridian each time, but also the geniuses of Qinglian world who meet certain conditions must also be sent for training in advance.

On the one hand, I want to focus on the Lingtong Academy model, and on the other hand, I want to focus on the Xianzun Academy model.

In fact, the two models are to determine which faction will be in charge of the 'Education Bureau' in the future!

This matter is a top priority. The two factions have been fighting for a long time, but to no avail.

When Wang Zijia was drowsy, he saw a real person from the Xilin sect headed by An Xingsheng emerge, and the Holy Lord Li Le, who had cultivated as a fake infant, said with hard steel:

"Let me declare first that I have no intention of offending you, nor do I have any intention of splitting the sect."

"But since you have ascended, don't bring the same tricks from the lower world to the sect. This is Wanyu now, not the Demon Suppressing Holy Land."

"The Soul Child Academy is used by thousands of blood systems. What kind of academy will we set up here? What trouble?"

The faces of Li Lexin and others were slightly stiff, and that was all for the rest of their words. The first few sentences used the sect's power to overwhelm others, which was a bit of a trick.

At this time, Jiang Siyi, who had become a divine king and belonged to the academic sect, saw that his side was at a disadvantage, and finally stopped pretending to be asleep. He glanced at the opponent indifferently and used the same move.

"But this is the Jade Talisman Pulse. The Immortal Lord Academy was the policy set by the Pulse Master himself at that time. Could it be that this little Pulse Master, you think the Pulse Master's method is not good?"

You don't respect martial ethics, but you use the sect's righteousness to oppress others, right?

It doesn't matter, I will use Immortal Lord to return the general!

Who is afraid of whom!

Everyone is no longer a human being!

When An Xingsheng and others spoke to the Lord Shen in person, their momentum was already weak. The other party's words made them look at Wang Zijia carefully. Seeing that he was still drowsy and not distracted, they relaxed. tone.

As a local faction, the reason why they were able to gain a foothold quickly by the faction that had just ascended a few days ago was that they lacked the support of top forces.

If Wang Zijia hadn't deliberately let it go, there would have been no deadlock. Wang Zijia was their ultimate pillar, and they couldn't mess with it!

An Xingsheng said with a smile at this moment: "Jiang Shenjun is joking, let's just discuss the trivial matters in the pulse. There is no need to go to other levels. That would be too harmful to the harmony, don't you think?"

Jiang Siyi glanced at An Xingsheng and was a little wary of the butler who followed Wang Zijia all the way. He did not put on the airs of a god and said with the same smile:

"That's what I think too. Let's just discuss the matter and don't talk about anything else that hurts feelings!"

The two sides reached a tacit understanding and stopped using unreasonable weapons such as claiming the moral high ground, and began to discuss matters honestly.

"Huh?!"

After a while, the sleepy Wang Zijia was looking at the unfamiliar faces among the disciples in boredom, feeling fascinated as a habit.

Suddenly he was stunned, let out a soft sigh, and sat up suddenly.

Everyone stopped talking and looked at Wang Zijia.