I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

Zhu Fazheng did not need an introduction. Wang Zijia and Zhu Qi stood up together and saluted the leaders of the two groups who came.

It was none other than the two immortals who had watched the battle before. They looked like they were both in the Earth Immortal Realm, but their auras were as deep as the abyss, and they looked like old Earth Immortals at first glance.

"Shangqing Jianmai Xuanying said, I have met two fellow Taoists!"

"Zhuge Wenxiong of the Yuqing Sect has met two fellow Taoists!"

The two of them did not look down upon Zhu Qi because of his background, and were quite serious, including Wang Zijia, a monk who was respected by Zhu Qi.

"Zhu Qi from Baizu Mountain, I have met two fellow Taoists!"

Wang Zijia did not introduce him, but just followed Zhu Qi. After greeting them, he sat down.

His attitude was plain, neither arrogant nor awe-inspiring, just like meeting two ordinary Taoist friends.

"Two fellow Taoists, please take a seat!" Zhu Qi, as the protagonist, greeted immediately.

The two of them bowed again, then stepped forward and sat down.

Without waiting for the servants to serve tea, Wang Zijia casually took out two teacups and poured a cup for each of them.

Both of them took the teacups seriously, with thorough etiquette.

Probably because everyone was unfamiliar with them, there was a moment of silence after sitting down.

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Zhu would be so perseverant. After five thousand years of hardship in the Eastern Wasteland, he became an immortal in one fell swoop. Among those who have become immortals in the past one hundred thousand years, Fellow Daoist Zhu is definitely the number one with such perseverance!" Yuqing Immortal Lord Zhuge Wenxiong said. It opens with touts about snake oil.

"Yes, fellow Taoist, you still became a Gu Immortal in the Eastern Wasteland. We really admire your courage, perseverance, and talent." Xuan Yingdao, the Shangqing Immortal Lord, said with a smile.

Zhu Qi shook her head and said with a wry smile: "What kind of talent do I have? Master spent so much effort, but the result is that the immortal body is still flawed."

Probably because she thought she was not familiar with the two of them, and thinking that Wang Zijia was the boss of Taiqing, she decisively brought the topic to Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia originally had a posture where you talk about each other and I drink from you.

As a result, Zhu Qi directed the words to him, causing him to pause.

"Oh?!" Shangqing Immortal Venerable Xuan Yingdao turned his head and looked at Wang Zijia, and said: "This is the recently famous Taoist Fellow Yun Zhongzi from Sanyuan City, right?"

"It's just a bit of a bad name. Fellow Taoist Xuan is so complimentary." Wang Zijia drank tea and said calmly.

There was not much respect and humility, and there was not the slightest bit of anxiety or confusion, just like normal.

Zhuge Wenxiong frowned slightly, but Xuan Yingdao said without hesitation:

"I heard that fellow Taoist came from the Central Immortal Realm, and he also cultivated the Yuanci Liangyi Sword? Forgive me, I don't remember that there is such a figure as fellow Taoist in my direct lineage from the Qing Dynasty."

Wang Zijia stopped drinking tea, his face still calm. After putting down the tea cup in his hand, he glanced at the two of them without any emotion, and then said:

"It is true that I am not a disciple of Shangqing, but I did cultivate the Yuanci Liangyi Sword."

Hearing this, Xuan Yingdao frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia smiled and said: "Why, the Yuanci Liangyi Sword can only come from the Shangqing Sword Vein? If I remember correctly, this is the Duobao Taoism, right?"

Zhuge Wenxiong also frowned, looked at Wang Zijia and said: "Fellow Taoist is right, it is indeed the Duobao Taoism. But do you know, Taoist Taoist, that Duobao Taoism comes from the third lineage, and it has always been a direct descendant of the Shangqing Dynasty?"

Xuan Yingdao also spoke at this moment: "Yes, the Liangyi Sword is indeed my direct descendant. Most of the time, only the main peak can contact it."

Wang Zijia did not immediately explain, but said calmly: "Are you two here to ask questions?"

Wang Zijia's neither salty nor bland attitude made both of them pause. Xuan Yingdao immediately explained:

"Fellow Taoist, don't get me wrong. I just want to ask if you are a disciple of my spreading pulse."

Wang Zijia glanced at the two of them and did not say anything immediately. Instead, under the doubtful looks of several people, he stretched out his hand.

Faint mana fluctuations emerged, and first a small sword levitated out.

"It is indeed a very orthodox Yuanci Liangyi sword, but it should only be an introductory chapter." Xuan Yingdao said as he looked at the small sword.

However, he froze the next moment.

I saw that the small sword in Wang Zijia's hand did not stop after it was condensed.

Immediately afterwards, a black and white chess piece with a strange aura appeared, a simple five-color talisman appeared, a simple sky lantern appeared, and finally a strange small cauldron appeared.

Several objects appeared one by one, and then rotated around Wang Zijia, like a king surrounding them.

Zhuge Wenxiong was slightly confused and thinking, but Xuan Yingdao turned from doubtful to stunned and looked at the thing in Wang Zijia's hand.

"Do you know him?" Wang Zijia said calmly.

"Bagua furnace, seven-star lantern, five-element talisman, Liangyi sword, and this is... Sancai array chess?" Xuan Yingdao looked at the objects in astonishment and whispered.

"Good taste!" Wang Zijia said calmly, with some admiration, some comment, and some emotion: "Not many people can recognize these things at a glance nowadays."

As the prince spoke beautifully, he seemed to have thought of something, with some vicissitudes of life, and his expression was in a trance for a moment.

"Who is Fellow Taoist?" Xuanyingdao asked solemnly with a serious expression.

Because of the other party's words, Wang Zijia came back to his senses slightly, regained his calm expression, and answered the question: "First of all, I should correct your wrong understanding."

"Back then, the Duobao Taoism was not only transmitted in the three core lines of the Taoist court, but spread across all realms, and those who were predestined could realize it themselves."

"It's just that the requirements for entry are too high, and the requirements for opportunities are too harsh, and only a few people get the basics. We have also experienced changes in the Fourth Age and wasted time in the Fifth Age, so we have reached the current situation."

"Wait, you mean the Dao Court? The Dao Court of the Third Epoch?" Zhuge Wenxiong suddenly interrupted Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia looked up at Zhuge Wenxiong and asked, "Since you asked me about the inheritance of Duobao Dao, shouldn't you talk about the Dao Court?"

The two looked at each other, and Xuan Yingdao asked again, "Who is the Dao Fellow?"

"My background? You two can rest assured that I don't have much connection with Shangqing or Yuqing. At most, I have some connection with Taiqing. And..."

Wang Zijia picked up the teacup on the table and said lightly, "You seem to have paid attention to the wrong point? Today is not my Three Altars Trial Ceremony."

"By the way, you two Dao brothers have a lot of experience in the condensation of immortal bodies. My little sister's immortal body condensation went wrong and had some flaws. I wonder if you can give me some advice?"

At this time, Zhu Qi on the side had already seen that he had led the wrong topic, and took this opportunity to immediately change the topic and asked.

Zhuge Wenxiong and Xuan Yingdao looked at Wang Zijia deeply, and also did not ask any more questions. They changed the topic tacitly and said:

"I saw it before, but Daoyou's problem is just a small one, which can be solved with some time, but it is really difficult to deal with this immortal body in the East Wilderness..."

With the words of several people, things seemed to be back on track.

The three discussed their cultivation experience, and Xuan Yingdao and Zhuge Wenxiong were talking more, while Zhu Qi was listening.

Wang Zijia continued to drink tea calmly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

After more than half a quarter of an hour, the two probably knew that Zhu Qi needed time to stabilize his cultivation, and it was already a great honor to receive them at this time.

So after the two got familiar with each other, they prepared to say goodbye and leave.

At this time, Zhu Qi's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately asked: "Two Taoist brothers, I wonder how the three sects deal with the Taiqing Secret Realm and the Witch Realm?"

The two paused, and Zhuge Wenxiong said: "The Taiqing ruins are extremely suitable for cultivating Taoist soldiers. Now that ruins are frequently emerging, various off-domain passages appear from time to time, it is just when there is a lack of exploration troops."

"So the uncles should take it back to the Central Immortal Realm and adjust it to a barracks suitable for war!"

"As for the Witch Realm...it is just a broken fragment of the universe. I guess when the ancestors have time, they will launch a war to capture the world and completely eliminate those crazy gods!"

"Free up?" Zhu Qi asked in confusion.

"Although the witch world has also declined greatly, there are still several celestial gods who can control the world. It's okay for these crazy gods to come out, but they are a bit difficult to deal with at home. If we want to start the war of capturing the world, we need the ninth level Xuanxian Immortal Venerable to lead the team."

"But I don't know what happened recently. Disasters broke out in various domains, wars broke out, and various struggles continued. The ancestors are all busy. Even the several uncles who came this time are trying to find the ancient ruins they encountered in the void."

"So it will probably take some time!"

At this point, Zhuge Wenxiong looked at Zhu Qi and Wang Zijia and said, "Do you have a grudge against the witch world?"

This time Wang Zijia didn't ask Zhu Qi to answer, and said, "It was the former Taiqing and the witch world that had a grudge, a blood feud. These fellow Taoists should know it, right?"

Hearing this, Xuan Yingdao opened his mouth and wanted to say something else.

Wang Zijia said to Zhu Qi, "It's getting late, you should go and stabilize your cultivation!"

"Okay, Master!"

Zhuge Wenxiong and Xuan Yingdao looked at each other, and realized that they were seeing off the guests, so they immediately stood up and said goodbye.

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After watching the two leave, Zhu Qi asked in confusion, "Master, it seems that you haven't returned to Taiqing yet?"

Wang Zijia nodded and said, "It's only been ten years since I awakened my wisdom, and today is my first time to contact the high-level people of the three veins."

"Master, since you are a Taiqing immortal, why don't you go back to Taiqing directly to quickly restore your cultivation?" Zhu Qi asked in confusion.

Wang Zijia tilted his head to look at her, and then said, "The Taiqing Palace today is not the same as the Taiqing Palace back then."

Zhu Qi was at a loss.

"The Taiqing Palace back then was the leader of the Taoist sect and the master of all sects, but the Taiqing Palace today... is just a sect that inherited some of its legacy and was reborn. It's completely different."

"And with my identity... I'm going to be someone else's Taishang? How do you think they will react?"

At this point, Prince Jiayan paused.

For example, the Han Dynasty inherited the legacy of the Qin Dynasty and created a new world. Although they are both celestial dynasties, what will happen if he, an old ancestor of the Qin Dynasty, goes to the Han Dynasty and wants to be someone else's ancestor?

If he is very powerful and is already a big shot, people will definitely recognize him. But if you, a cultivator who has passed the tribulation, want to be the Taishang and plunder resources...

Forget it!

Of course, if there are still survivors of the old people in the Taiqing Palace back then, that's another story. If you can't be the Taishang of the Taiqing Palace, you can still be the reincarnated ancestor of the surviving lineage.

This is also why Wang Zijia first looked for acquaintances in Taiqing Palace, but did not take this route after not seeing any acquaintances.

Zhu Qi roughly understood something, and the two were silent for a moment, and Wang Zijia added:

"And... I haven't been to the Central Fairyland yet, and I haven't had the opportunity to go to Taiqing Palace to see the specific situation."

Wang Zijia didn't want to dwell on this, so he said: "Let's talk about these later, you should go and stabilize your cultivation!"

"Thank you for your concern, Master, then I will go down first, and come to serve you in a few days!" Zhu Qi bowed, then turned around and left.

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Wang Zijia was alone in the courtyard, drinking tea quietly and thinking about all kinds of things.

After half a day, the Zhu family gods who had been waiting outside the door for a long time could not help it. More than 20 Yuan Shen cultivators walked into Wang Zijia's courtyard, but found that only Wang Zijia was left, and they did not see their own ancestor.

"Zhu Qi went to stabilize her cultivation. If there is anything, wait until she comes out of retreat!"

Wang Zijia looked at everyone and dismissed them with a calm tone.

A large group of gods are still confused, and they are still confused about the sudden immortalization of their ancestor.

Especially Zhu Fazheng and others who know the specific situation are the most confused.

They were obviously preparing to see the ancestor off, how could he suddenly become an immortal?

This turn is too big!

"Disciple and others understand!"

Although they were full of doubts, the Yuan Shen faced Wang Zijia's words, but they saluted respectfully and retreated together.

After a while, only Zhu Fazheng, the head of the Zhu family, and several elders in the forbidden area were left in the courtyard.

"What, is there something else?" Wang Zijia looked at the few people and asked.

"Junior... I do have many questions." Zhu Fazheng said with a stiff face and under pressure.

"Didn't I say that if there is anything, wait for Zhu Qi to come out of retreat, and you can handle it yourself. I am not your ancestor, why do you ask me for your Zhu family's affairs?"

Wang Zijia put down the teacup, frowned, and asked in a light tone.

Although there was no big change in his expression, several people felt a huge pressure in an instant.

Zhu Fazheng still did not retreat immediately, but continued to look at the pressure, stiffening his head and said: "Other disciples can wait, but there is one question, and I must ask it clearly even if I die."

Wang Zijia looked at Zhu Fazheng indifferently without speaking.

Seeing this, Zhu Fazheng gritted his teeth and said: "Ancestor... is he still the ancestor?"

After he asked this, the old men behind him all tensed up.

Wang Zijia was slightly stunned, then a slightly evil smile appeared on his face, and he said, "So what if it is, so what if it is not?"

Zhu Fazheng said, "Whether it is or not, my Zhu family has gained an immortal, and this will not change. The disciples just want to be sensible people and seek clarity in their hearts. Master, you won't be unwilling to fulfill this?"

Wang Zijia glanced at the tense people who were about to explode at any time. He thought it was funny, but when he thought of how cautious he used to be, he suddenly lost the interest in evil.