Chapter 20 Small success

Weight: Cursed Bastard

Status: Contaminated

Value:91

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'Sure enough, it is already close to the value point of innate cultivation, no wonder it is so difficult to deal with!'

Looking at the 91-point blood weight, Wang Zijia confirmed that his perception was correct, and then immediately exchanged it for the value of the Talisman Making Technique.

Spell: Talisman Making (Proficiency 371/500)

After looking at the rapid increase in progress, Wang Zijia exited the sea of ​​​​consciousness, picked up the dagger, and disappeared.

It's a long story, but from the time Wang Zijia appeared to when he disappeared, it only took a few breaths, less than half a minute.

"Tap..."

His front legs disappeared, and the pursuers chasing the children arrived behind him. Looking at the corpse on the ground, he asked in surprise: "Dead?"

"Ha, it's even more hasty purification!"

"So the news reported by Team 7 is true? Is there any big boss who can help?"

"No, it's not purification, it's pollution!"

"Um?"

"Um?"

"Are there other evil cultivators in the city who dare to absorb pollution directly?"

"Report immediately!"

"Damn it, it's been almost a day, why are there still no signs of movement in the various channels in the inner gate? Are they all just eating hard food?"

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Wang Zijia sneaked away again and ran all the way.

The first time it was fresh and the second time it was familiar, he felt that he was gradually getting started and gaining experience.

They rushed into some dark alleys where mortals lived. After all, the pollution had been going on for a day. Most of the people who were obviously crazy, as well as those who were immediately crazy yesterday, should have been cleaned up.

Nowadays, most of the remaining people should be contaminated, but not completely crazy. Just like his crazy criticizing state yesterday, it was obvious that something was wrong, but he was not aware of it, and at the same time he knew how to avoid danger.

In this semi-latency state, these places where mortals live are most easily ignored.

After a while, Wang Zijia killed another crazy person and was lucky enough to pick up a corpse of the law enforcement team, gaining a total of 145 value points.

As the weights were exchanged for skill value, Wang Zijia's talisman making skills once again made great progress, reaching a small success.

Spell: Talisman Making Technique (Small Success 516/1000)

However, the value of Dacheng requires 500, and the success rate only increases by a little more than 10%, so Wang Zijia hesitated for a moment and planned to start building up his cultivation.

Although it is a bit unreliable to obtain internal power for thousands of years, the exchanged skill can be converted into monk cultivation with spiritual roots later, so it has no impact.

After making the decision, Wang Zijia began to search again.

Attracted by the battle again, Wang Zijia quietly touched it.

As soon as he got closer, the aura in his body became extremely active again. As he continued to absorb pollution and exchange it for cleansing, he found that his innate energy was becoming more and more sensitive to these evil creatures, like a radar, as if he was addicted.

But what made Wang Zijia change his mind was that before he even got close this time, the fighting monster moved toward him to break out, seeming to regard his mutated Qi as the same kind!

"This is... a monk-level polluted evil species, and he is not a low-level product, at least an intermediate, or even a high-level [child] cultivation level? Are such existences completely contaminated?"

Wang Zijia sensed the fluctuations of the battle, his expression changed drastically, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran away!

"roar!"

Following his move, the besieged demon two streets away let out a roar, with an anxious look on its face, as if it wanted to call Wang Zijia for help!

This guy was actually polluted but his mind was not affected!

At least, he still retains his own sanity!

It's a pity that Wang Zijia didn't understand what the other party was yelling at, so he didn't have time to pay attention to it and ran away like crazy.

After walking around in a big circle, Wang Zijia went back home directly.

It was already early in the morning, and it was not far from dawn, so he decided not to continue wandering. Moreover, what he had just encountered had frightened him a bit.

The harvest of hundreds of value points in one night made him feel a little carried away.

Cultivation: Innate

Skill: Latent Shadow

Martial Arts: Nineteen Slashes of Youlong Short Sword

Spell: Talisman Making Technique (Small Success 516/1000)

Lying on the bed, Wang Zijia looked at her sudden success in making talisman paper, her face full of enthusiasm.

A small technique with an 80% success rate.

Ten spiritual materials cost one method, five spell cards will repay the original cost, and you will earn three, with a 60% return rate. This kind of business investment is definitely worth it!

When it comes to the income of your wallet, just count on it!

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It was dawn after three hours of sleep. Wang Zijia did not get up early today.

It's almost time to go to work, so I get up, eat, and then go to work.

The front desk is still on duty, and there are a lot more customers today, but most people are in a hurry.

Wang Zijia fished until get off work. After going home and having dinner, he practiced various skills at home for a long time.

After so many days, he has tested most of his skills.

During practice, the skill value increased the fastest. What was extremely surprising was that it was not a technique, but Tai Chi in the previous life!!!

It seems that because of the otherworldly skills, if you simply connect them, their value will increase faster than the magic connection!

Well, of course it was just his skills that he was testing.

For example, I haven't had a chance to test the 108-style hand-to-hand combat skills yet.

Because of this, he spent his free time boxing. Although he suddenly gained hundreds of value points, the accumulation of daily practice was still a considerable amount of income, right?

He continued practicing until about eight or nine in the evening, when the sky was getting dark and the lights were starting to turn on. When Wang Zijia felt that the time was almost up, he slowly stopped working.

Wearing black clothes, he took out the prepared bamboo hat, dug out 32 spell cards from the secret room, quietly went out, and headed towards the outer reaches of the city.

Coming to the area near the city wall, most of them are low-rise and small tile-roofed houses, where most mortals live. They can be regarded as slums in the fairy city.

This slum is relative. After all, what they use daily is at least gold and silver, and rarely copper coins.

If you really sell your house, leave here, go live in the secular world, and become a little rich man in minutes!

There are endless people in Xiuxian City, that’s probably what it means!

Wang Zijia walked through the streets, turned into an inconspicuous liquor store, came to the back door, and put on a black hat.

"Dong dong... dong dong..."

Start tapping according to a unique rhythm.

"No liquor will be sold today!" After a moment, an old voice sounded in the courtyard.

"Then how to spend this long night?" Wang Zijia responded.

Immediately, the surroundings fell into silence for a moment.

"Squeak!"

The back door was opened, and the person who opened the door was an old man, who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, and was half buried in the ground.

The other party glanced at Wang Zijia, turned around and left without saying a word. Seeing this, Wang Zijia followed quietly.

The two walked through the backyard, entered the room from the side room, and continued walking through.

It seemed that he entered another courtyard directly from the house, and passed through several houses in a row. The entrance to a cellar suddenly appeared in front of him, and the old man stepped in. Wang Zijia followed closely behind.
Chapter completed!