Destined Person

"The two mouthfuls I sprayed are enough for five years of food storage. I'm just asking you if you're afraid!"

As Nannan muttered to herself, Wang Zijia felt that the curse had completed its invasion, and the normal steps were to activate the curse and make the target unconscious.

However, with the activation of Wang Zijia, the core of the spiritual root demon was wrapped in the center of the spell, which was perfectly sent deep into the opponent's body, and began to corrode without trace and crazily.

Within a moment, without Yan Yingyi noticing, Wang Zijia had already filled Yan Yingyi's body with his 'pollution', polluting it into his shape.

Feeling the information brought by the red copper weight between his eyebrows returning to the sea of ​​consciousness, Wang Zijia finally let out a long sigh of relief with a happy face.

It should be a success, and the preparation of nearly a month was not in vain.

In the midst of his thoughts, his mind moved slightly, and he came to his own chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

The red copper weight reappeared, and this time, it did not directly take Wang Zijia to escape into the opponent's chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

Instead, the weights were activated, covering the illusory and real boundless sea that Wang Zijia had created before. Then, Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed.

With a thought, Yan Yingyi's weights appeared, and Wang Zijia began to sort out the other party's basic information.

But when he was concentrating on refining the talisman, he suddenly fell into a trance for no reason. When he came back to his senses, the world had changed.

Wearing a green shirt and long robe, he has an elegant temperament. His angular face is resolute, but yet soft, and unusually handsome. He is 1.89 meters tall, and his body is strong but not too thick. He is strong and just right in every aspect.

'It seems that this chaos is probably not a sea of ​​consciousness, at least not a simple sea of ​​consciousness!'

A familiar trance feeling came over him, no different from before. When Wang Zijia came back to his senses, he had already arrived in Yan Yingyi's chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

Spiritual roots: middle-grade spiritual roots (fourth grade)

Kung Fu: Law of Wanyu (Children's Chapter)

Techniques: Talisman making (Dacheng), rune control (Dacheng), rune reproduction (Dacheng), origami (Dacheng), talisman bird technique (Dacheng), feather falling technique (Dacheng), spiritual heart talisman (entry 518/

600)······

'Penglai? What is this? Some strange secret realm? How can the entry point be in the sect?'

The image of a handsome little fat man gradually stretched and became thinner, and his face began to mature.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zijia's image changed drastically.

Looking at the extra boundless sea in the chaos and the Penglai Island standing in the sea, Wang Zijia was relieved and smiled sincerely.

In the Immortal Palace, a man's voice came out. He sounded very young, but it also gave people a sense of vicissitudes of life and was full of the magnetism of a man.

With a start, he suddenly came back to his senses.

Yan Yingyi is almost eighty years old after all. He has been in Wanyuzong for seventy years and has seen many big scenes. After hearing the voice, he temporarily suppressed the surprise in his heart, and walked up with confusion and a little curiosity.

Entered the fairy palace.

"Squeak..."

As Yan Yingyi's thoughts flickered, the door of the Penglai Immortal Palace, which was magnificent, majestic, and filled with the breath of time, slowly opened in front of him.

"Now that you are entering Penglai, you will be destined to be immortal. Why don't you, my little Taoist friend, come into the palace to talk about it!"

Then he turned back and looked at the stone tablet in front of him, which was full of simplicity. There were two vigorous ancient texts on the stone tablet: Penglai, and there was an inscription in one corner.

A huge hall came into view, and the first thing you saw was a huge container. Countless treasures were stored on the container, with different auras. Looking up, it seemed that the top of the container could not be seen.

In the center of the hall, directly under the container, there is a counter. A table and a chair are not unique, but very ordinary. A young man wearing a blue shirt and robe is sitting there at the moment.

Name: Yan Yingyi

Cultivation level: [Boy] late stage

The clear black and white eyes, but there is a vicissitude that does not belong to his age. The dark eyes are like an abyss, making people sink into despair at a glance and find it difficult to extricate themselves. The breath of time is clearly reflected in his body, but nothing has been left behind.

trace'.

Leave the mortal body behind and spend the rest of your life climbing the path of immortality.

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It was already eleven or twelve o'clock at night, and Yan Yingyi originally planned to rest after carving the paper kite in his hand.

As Wang Zijia's transformation was completed, a figure slowly condensed in front of the Penglai Immortal Palace.

At this moment, he has the best age appearance of a man, and he also has the fatal lethality of a mature man, especially for young girls who have no experience in the world. He has boundless attraction. The whole person is interpreting the charm of a mature man.

Stepping through the gate, Yan Yingyi felt the air around him rippling like water waves, and in the blink of an eye it was as if the world had changed again.

Looking around in confusion, I found myself on the top of a mountain. Looking down the mountain through the clouds and mist, I saw the endless waves of the ocean, and a fairy-like island stood quietly.

The light sea breeze, accompanied by rich and clear spiritual energy, penetrates into the nose.

Even Yan Yingyi, who has read countless people, has never seen anyone in the sect who can compare with him in these years.

Enter Penglai and your body will change in this life.

It can be seen from the value of more than 10,000 deployable skills that Yan Yingyi used his weight to express what it means to have a wide range of interests but achieve nothing, and what it means to be a door-to-door, but to be plagued by everything.

After clearing up the other party's information, Wang Zijia's figure began to change.

Available skill value: 14025

It took a long time for Wang Zijia to sort out the basic information about the other party, mainly because he had learned nearly thirty spells before and after, as well as a lot of messy life weights.

He stood at the entrance of the hall, like an ant. An aura of majesty, magnificence, and vicissitudes of life hit his face, making him look particularly small.

Daoxing: One hundred years (15000/15000)

In his thoughts, Wang Zijia floated onto the Penglai Island in the sea. He stepped into the Penglai Immortal Palace and sat in front of the ordinary counter under the huge container.

What came into view was a huge stone monument and a classical attic full of timeless atmosphere. This sudden change made Yan Yingyi stunned.

What kind of person is that!!!

The young man looks only in his twenties, but he does not appear immature, but is very mature.

Even this man, who is about to enter his old age, looked slightly sluggish when he first saw him, which was obvious!

Whether it is appearance or temperament, they all reveal the unique charm of men. What is even more rare is that the other person has a variety of complex temperaments such as fortitude, maturity, elegance, and vicissitudes of life.

Yan Yingyi was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, quickly took two steps forward, came to the counter, saluted the young man and said: "Yan Yingyi, an outer disciple of Wanyu Sect, has met this senior."

"As soon as you enter Penglai, you are destined to be in Penglai, so there is no need to be so polite." The young man showed an elegant smile and said kindly.

But as he spoke, the sense of vicissitudes of life in his words became more intense, making Yan Yingyi even more confident and afraid to speak out.
Chapter completed!