Chapter 310: Please give your blessing [please vote and subscribe]

Author: Dimension Theory

Chapter 310 The Curse of Greetings [Please vote and subscribe]

Winning the bet?

Is it the top second-generation circle for outer doors?

Although Wang Zijia didn't know what Xiu Erdai's circle was like, he had heard a lot about it in his previous life, and he could probably guess what the other party said with just a few words.

So he immediately said in surprise: "Senior Brother Gu, you have helped me a lot! I knew that for anything, we still have to rely on our own senior brothers, who are reliable!"

It was obviously a simple compliment, but Gu Xuefeng was very impressed by it, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. It was obvious that he liked this very much, and of course he was also very popular.

While speaking, Wang Zijia thought of something and suddenly said: "How much is it?"

"Twenty thousand!" Gu Xuefeng said without paying much attention to this: "Because I personally found my cousin, so I just wanted to give it a try."

Twenty thousand?

What do you mean?

It sounds like the price of cabbage!

This is already a level that is difficult to reach for even the best magic weapons among second-grade items. It is also of a relatively high level among disposable death-replacing props, right?

Although it is indeed a discount compared to where it came from, it is not as cheap as you said.

Boy, your friendship with your cousin may not be as beautiful as you think!

Thoughts were racing in Wang Zijia's mind. Although she was in great pain, she didn't show it at all on her face. She nodded immediately and said, "Okay, when will the delivery be delivered?"

"I'll just send someone to deliver it to you later." Gu Xuefeng replied calmly.

Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for your good news!"

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It was night, in the sacrifice laboratory in the underground base of Bai Taofeng that had not yet been completely completed.

Wang Zijia held a blood-colored talisman and examined it carefully.

On the traditional yellow paper talisman, the blood-red lines outline a scrawled portrait of a doll, and the densely scattered blood-red runes around it also look very random.

It can be seen from the various traces of the talisman that the person who made the talisman was very casual at the time. However, the quality of the talisman produced was not low.

After studying for a moment, Wang Zijia's mind moved, a blood-red book appeared in his hand, and the yellow paper talisman in his hand was put into the book.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed and he came to the sea of ​​chaotic consciousness.

That's right, he just wants to try to curse the evergreen!

Out of caution, he planned to cast a spell in the sea of ​​chaotic consciousness, and cast a spell in Min Xin's sea of ​​chaotic consciousness!

Why not in your own sea of ​​chaotic consciousness?

Because he is afraid!

Although there is great confidence, in the sea of ​​chaotic consciousness, shrouded by the power of Tao and Fruit, let alone the Infant God, even the real immortals may not be able to do anything to him.

But after all, it’s just speculation and without practical experience, it’s better to find someone to take the blame!

As for why it is Minxin?

Who made him a shadow? Isn't it just to do dirty work and take the blame if I give him a chance to survive?

He should feel honored. After all, among the many secret agents he has recruited, Wang Zijia is the only one who favors him now!

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As Wang Zijia's mind turned, a blood-red book appeared with Wang Zijia in Min Xin's sea of ​​consciousness.

The book was gently opened, and an altar painting collapsed, and a blood-red basement appeared around it, with bright red runes densely covered inside, and an illusory layout of a bone altar standing tall.

Immediately afterwards, the Essence and Blood Death Talisman and a wisp of Wang Zijia's own essence and blood appeared in front of Wang Zijia.

It’s your first time trying it, so don’t plan to spend a lot of money, just give it a try and then talk about it!

Wang Zijia took a deep breath and looked at the illusory altar in front of him. Although he felt that there was no bonus, Wang Zijia still followed the process.

Open the altar, cast spells, and curse in one go.

A set of smooth and flowing movements, without any awkwardness at all, it looked like he had done this kind of thing countless times.

"The way of heaven is completed, three to five percent, and the sun and the moon are together.

All evil spirits, evil spirits, and thieves obey my orders.

I speak deaf;

I am blind to those who see;

I curse people with bad luck;

Anyone who dares to plot against me will suffer disaster!

The divine soldiers are as hasty as the law!"

"rise!"

In the sea of ​​chaotic consciousness, in the fantasy blood formation, under the cold light of the blood jade book, a large amount of mana and a trace of blood essence were thrown into the altar, turning into a ball of strange aura, using the yellow paper death talisman as the medium to draw it, and disappeared without a trace.

trace.

Somehow, Wang Zijia sensed a target.

It was completely different from the previous curses. He vaguely saw the giant shrouded in light. The giants were connected to the sky and were extremely tall. He was like an ant at the giant's feet.

The moment he looked at the giant, he seemed to see through the giant a strange world like a crystal ball in the endless gray fog.

Before he could take a closer look, an almost imperceptible aura he brought wrapped around the giant's body.

Wang Zijia felt as if a sonic explosion had hit his brain. His mind was confused and he fell into a trance.

A few breaths later, when Wang Zijia came back to his senses, he was still in the sea of ​​Minxin consciousness.

Except for the yellow paper death talisman used as a medium in front of me, which looks a bit old, the rest of the things have not changed, and I don't feel any tracking or counterattack force. Not counting the impact and trance just now!

"It can be done!"

Wang Zijia's eyes lit up and he said with surprise.

One of the biggest features of the bad luck curse is that as long as the curse is successful, the curse can be superimposed.

Its concealment effect determines its operation.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't work once. The worst thing is to take your time and wait for the day when bad luck comes to you...

"Haha, you're going overboard, right? I'm really going to get into trouble with you!"

Under the blood-red light, Wang Zijia showed a faint smile. The blood-red light shone all over his face, making the smile look evil and weird.

Instead of leaving the Chaos Consciousness Sea immediately, Wang Zijia waited for half an hour, and after confirming that there was no problem, quietly left Min Xin's Chaos Consciousness Sea.

After leaving the underground base, we returned to the small courtyard at the top of the mountain.

Now that the small courtyard has been basically completed, Wang Zijia named it Baitao Courtyard, and the Star-Zhaing Building in front was also named Baitao Star-Zhaing Tower.

This should be his base camp for a long time to come.

Because Xiang Feifei is still working at Qifu Building, she doesn’t come back every day during this period, mainly because it’s too far away and requires three hours of commuting back and forth!

She spends most of her time in Biyiyuan, so it seems a bit lonely here.

The night was like water and the moonlight was cold. Wang Zijia walked in the Taoyuan, full of fairyland.

When spring comes next year and the peach blossoms are in full bloom, the scenery will be even more beautiful, and it will look a bit like a dojo.

After walking around the Taoyuan for a while, Wang Zijia returned to the yard and started boxing every day.

From today on, in addition to boxing practice, his morning and evening homework should include one more activity: daily curses will last forever!

Of course, it's not like spending a lot of money, using a ray of blood essence as a guide, consuming all the mana, just like asking for it every day, greeting it in the morning and dusk!

He has never cared so much about his parents, and he is quite honored!

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The next day, An Xingsheng brought a teenage soul boy to Wang Zijia's office in Baitaoyuan early in the morning.

Now An Xingsheng also lives on Baitao Peak, and of course he cannot be in Baitaoyuan. Instead, a reception office has been specially built outside Taoyuan to accommodate the disciples who serve Baitaoyuan.

It also means doorman.

"Uncle Master, the soul boy you want." An Xingsheng pushed the boy behind him to the front and said:

"This is one of the babies we brought back this time. According to your request, Uncle Master, he only has low-grade spiritual roots, average talent, average understanding, and some martial arts skills."

Wang Zijia nodded, looked at the boy and said, "What's your name?"

"To my ancestor, my disciple's name is Deng Xingyan!" The soul boy Deng Xingyan immediately replied respectfully, with a slight tremor in his voice. I don't know if he was excited or afraid.

"Master Patriarch? Have you ever stayed at Jingchanshan Demon Sect?" Wang Zijia raised his eyebrows, stood up and came to Deng Xingyan, looking at him and asked.
To be continued...