I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

The Taiqing Daoist sect was the main faction during the Dao Court period. The Three Pure Ones and the thousands of Daoist temples and sects all originated from the brilliant era of the Fourth Epoch.

Even with the decline, everyone gradually split into different Daoist temples and sects, fighting each other.

However, the same origin and incense still exist, and the Taiqing main sect of the East Wasteland is also very tolerant of disciples from other sects.

Especially for Daoist temples like Wang Zijia, who are about to be cut off from inheritance.

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The East Wasteland is very large, and Xuanmiao Temple is also far away from Taiqing Palace, the main sect of Taiqing. However, with Wang Zijia's Yuanshen realm cultivation, it only takes two days to travel at full speed.

When Wang Zijia arrived at Taiqing General Temple, he was a little stunned by the scene in front of him.

Looking forward, he saw endless classical buildings, white jade attics, and flying eaves and brackets, with countless streams of light rising and falling.

In the sky, several huge floating islands that look like continents are dotted like stars, suppressing this area.

On the floating islands, there are flying cranes, deer calling, countless rare animals, and bright spiritual light.

This kind of scene of the holy land of the fairyland is the first time that Wang Zijia has seen.

If you just look at this place, you can't see any signs of the gradual opening of the Dharma Ending Age.

Wang Zijia and Yunlai, the little boy, were both stunned for a moment.

"Brother, can the people of Taiqing General Pulse accept us?"

The two of them are now dependent on each other. They are brothers and sisters with a close relationship. Because of Wang Zijia's gentleness and the death of all other close people, Yunlai has become more dependent on Wang Zijia in the past two days.

Wang Zijia smiled and said, "Don't worry, we have the mysterious Taoist order, they will not only accept us!"

After that, Wang Zijia flew forward.

The entire endless building complex, which looked like a continent, was covered by seven floating islands in the sky. With the floating islands as nodes, a formation was formed, covering the entire area at all times.

Wang Zijia tried to enter with the Xuanmiao Daoling, and he really entered unimpeded.

As soon as they entered, the two felt the extremely rich spiritual power, just like a paradise.

This place is also completely worthy of the name of a paradise!

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When the two paused, breathing the rich spiritual power, and marveling at the surroundings, several streams of light turned into rainbows and stopped in front of Wang Zijia.

The leader looked at Wang Zijia for a moment, probably because he didn't see the specific cultivation level, so he carefully asked: "Daoist from the Xuanmiao lineage?"

Wang Zijia nodded, saluted respectfully and said: "The 37th generation disciple of Xuanmiao Temple: Yunzhong, meet Daoist friend!"

"Are you a disciple of this generation?" The leader was a leader of the infant god, who looked at Wang Zijia in astonishment.

One hundred years is one generation. If Wang Zijia is from this generation, he should be less than one hundred years old. How could he not see through his cultivation?

"To answer Daoyou, yes!" Wang Zijia said.

The Infant God Lord was stunned again. After carefully checking for a long time, he could not see Wang Zijia's specific cultivation. He was even more surprised.

Could it be that Xuanmiao Temple has produced a genius?

A hundred-year-old God Lord, it was fine before, but now... is it going to be a big deal?

"Daoyou came to visit with the Xuanmiao Dao Order. I wonder if there is anything important?" The leader of the team asked with a flash of thought.

Although each branch has been separated, because of the end of the law, the Dao Sect has declined, and the connection between each branch has gradually decreased, but no one does not recognize the identity of the Dao Sect.

And the Dao Order of each branch once represented the leader of a large branch of the Dao Court, and was also the identity order of the head of that branch. When the Dao Court was brilliant, it even represented the official position of the god!

However, after the ban on the Divine Dao, these things lost their function and became a simple symbol of identity.

The person holding the order is the headmaster of the lineage!

"My temple was destroyed by Shenggu Mountain a few days ago. Now there are only two of us left. We came to the main temple to seek shelter!" Wang Zijia said something shocking in a calm tone.

Yun Laizi beside him had a dim look in his eyes.

"What?"

"Destroy the temple?"

"With the demonic disaster imminent, how dare these demon cultivators and demons?"

Several people were slightly surprised and then discussed for a moment.

After a moment, they remembered that Wang Zijia and the other two were still being left out, and immediately bowed and said: "Daoyou, please follow me. I will report this to the deputy headmaster immediately!"

Wang Zijia nodded and returned the greeting slightly.

The two were taken by a group of people and flew towards the interior of the building complex.

In the center of countless building complexes, there is a large core fairy palace group, which is quite magnificent and tall. Wang Zijia and Yun Laizi were arranged to wait in a side hall.

Probably never seen such a scene, Yun Laizi, who was used to staying in the small broken temple, was a little nervous. He grabbed Wang Zijia's sleeve tightly and followed him step by step, with a tense face.

Wang Zijia looked at the other party's expression, and thought of the terrifying Yun Laizi later. In contrast, he habitually reached out and touched the other party's head with a gentle smile.

Yun Laizi looked up and saw Wang Zijia's gentle comforting eyes.

In the past two days, Yun Laizi has been accustomed to Wang Zijia's intimate behavior, and even Wang Zijia always gave him a sense of security.

Not only did he not resist, but he also enjoyed this peace of mind!

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The two waited in the hall for a while, but did not see the deputy headmaster coming. Wang Zijia and the others were a little bored.

Looking at Yun Laizi, he thought of something and said, "I will teach you how to play chess?"

"Brother, I can play chess, and I also follow the way of chess!" Yun Laizi said so.

"Is that so? I, the senior brother, don't care enough, so let's play chess!" Wang Zijia said.

Yunlaizi nodded and played chess with Wang Zijia absentmindedly.

He didn't care at first, but as soon as he reached the midfield, he couldn't make a move. He was stunned for a while and then said: "This game doesn't count, let's start over!"

Wang Zijia said with a smile: "Okay!"

‘I asked you to show off in front of me and compete with me in chess! ’

‘I’ll give you enough childhood shadow to see if you can stop pretending! ’

"despair!"

"Snapped!"

"Come again!"

"OK!"

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After playing for three hours, the two of them waited from Xiangwu to the afternoon, but Yunlaizi didn't win a single game.

To be precise, we didn't even get to the end of the game, so we lost in the middle!

What a miserable old man!

It was not until the afternoon that a somewhat majestic middle-aged Taoist finally came to the main hall.

As soon as he came in, he saw Wang Zijia smiling and a Taoist boy who looked unconvinced and aggrieved. He also smiled and said: "You Taoist fellow is so elegant!"

Wang Zijia looked at it and saw that the person who came was a monk who had overcome the tribulation. Although he was not low, facing such a holy land of the Immortal Sect, it was indeed considered in decline.

This is the deputy head coach!

"In the mysterious cloud (Yunlai), I have seen the master!" Wang Zijia and Yunlai immediately saluted.

"Don't be so formal. If you really want to talk about seniority, you two should call me uncle!" The middle-aged man smiled and added: "Something has delayed me, but I hope you can wait easily!"

"Uncle Master is busy with his affairs, so the two disciples should wait." Wang Zijia said calmly.

The middle-aged man paused, looked at Wang Zijia carefully again, and then said: "If I remember correctly, the current generation of Yunzhong in Xuanmiao Temple should only have the cultivation level of offering wine?"

Although there are signs of separation of each pulse, the Taiqing Palace general pulse still contains information about each pulse.

Obviously, in the past half day, he not only understood the situation of Xuanmiao Temple, but also probably investigated the destruction of Xuanmiao Temple.

Wang Zijia did not answer the other party immediately, but bowed to the deputy headmaster again and said: "I would like to ask the headmaster to pass the message on my behalf, disciple Yunzhong, please see the Long-Eyebrow Immortal Lord!"

The headmaster suddenly froze and said in astonishment: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Seeing this, Wang Zijia took out the Taoist order, performed a formal Taoist etiquette again, and said: "In the mysterious orphan cloud, I hold the order and ask to see the Long-Eyebrow Immortal!"

"Have you thought about it?" the headmaster asked again as if to confirm.

Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Think about it!"

"Okay, wait!" After the headmaster said this, he turned and left.

"Senior brother!" Yunlaizi was worried and nervous, subconsciously pulling on Wang Zijia's sleeves.

Wang Zijia turned around and gave him a gentle smile, touched his head like a spring breeze, and said: "Don't worry, my senior brother is here. I will support you even if the sky falls. It will be okay!"

Yunlaizi felt a little relieved, but inexplicably felt that he was not living up to expectations.

Dao Ling is more than just identity.

Wang Zijia didn't need to stay in Taiqing Palace like this. He was still a member of Xuanmiao Temple and was considered a guest in Taiqing Palace.

Taiqing Palace will still support them.

If there is a chance later, he can go out and rebuild the Xuanmiao Temple on his own, and even the General Taiqing Palace will give him appropriate support.

But once this thing is used, they will be Xuanmiao orphans, and the Xuanmiao lineage will be completely gone, and they will also be demoted to Taiqing Palace disciples.

The disappearance and emergence of a lineage needs to be decided by the top boss responsible for the lineage.

The Immortal Lord with Long Eyebrows is the Immortal Lord in Taiqing Palace who can determine the survival of Xuanmiao Temple.

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This time, the two did not wait long. After waiting for less than a quarter of an hour, the deputy headmaster came back, bowed to the two of them, and said: "Immortal Long Eyebrow invites you!"

In return, Wang Zijia gave Yunlaizi a look of reassurance and waiting, and then left with the deputy headmaster.

After leaving the main halls, the two of them floated directly into the air and flew towards one of the seven floating islands in the sky.

Each floating island represents an immortal!

This place used to be a holy place for all kinds of people and views in Taiqing.

Now that it has declined, although I no longer seek to study in Zongguan, it is still a holy place!

Wang Zijia was also a little nervous and uneasy. After all, this was his first serious meeting with a so-called immortal, not an earthly immortal!

After flying onto the floating island, Wang Zijia frowned subconsciously.

Everything around him looked ethereal, but he keenly caught an aura of decay and dilapidation.

He didn't say anything and silently followed the deputy headmaster to a main hall. After bowing to the doorman, he walked in directly.

Wang Zijia followed closely.

Entering the main hall, the smell of decay became a little stronger and clearly visible!

The main hall was empty, and on a huge jade seat, a huge figure more than three feet tall was sitting. The other person was a snow-white old Taoist with white eyebrows, white beard, white hair and white clothes.