Absolute control over the start, I will develop my own immortality

In the secret room, above the formation, several figures smiled and sent blessings one after another.

Harmonious, almost like a few old friends celebrating someone's birthday.

Jia Xu also took advantage of the situation and integrated himself into the crowd, introducing himself to several people. At the same time, he said that he was new here and would not interfere with the internal operation of the magic way.

As soon as he said this, the blessings sent by several people became more sincere.

The resentful ghost said that he was simply informing the matter, but that was all. After saying that, he said goodbye to the others and closed the formation.

I didn’t ask for anything along the way.

"Sure enough, he is an old fox..." Jia Xu thought to himself. The resentful ghost seems to have done nothing now, but in fact it is the best thing to do.

He now has the advantage. Instead of taking the initiative, it would be better to wait for others to take action and then deal with it calmly.

Moreover, he also knew that Jia Xu could not reveal the identity of the inner demon clone. Although he was a golden elixir, his combat effectiveness was worrisome and he would not be of much use for a while.

He also needs to practice in seclusion and will not be able to take action for some time in the future.

Under such a situation, if we really take action, there will be various obstacles.

In this case, it is better to remain calm and let the other elders become anxious. Maybe in a hurry, you can even do some crazy things.

"This is an old fox..."

Jia Xu thought to himself, what this person is best at is controlling human nature. He likes to feed chicken soup to those young disciples. From time to time, he will say something like, "Come on, the future belongs to you." From now on, these undertakings will still have to be entrusted to you." Words like that.

He looks very serious, but he actually holds the power tightly in his hands.

Many people were deceived by his appearance.

Speaking of which, Wen Renzhao in the past seemed to have been deceived by him. When he heard him say something praising Li Daoyuan, he wanted to cause trouble for him.

Little did they know, it might just be a casual comment from a resentful ghost.

Judging from the current situation, the demonic path governed by the five elders rarely communicates with each other on weekdays. In this way, the possibility that Wen Renzhao did not understand the resentful ghost elder was naturally extremely high.

It's just that the plan required the full cooperation of the five departments of the Demonic Dao before Wen Renzhao came to the hands of the resentful ghost elder.

"Huh? Or maybe it wasn't just a casual comment at all, but... a borrowed knife to kill someone?"

Jia Xu suddenly thought of this possibility. At that time, his attitude towards resentful ghosts was not friendly, and could even be said to be bad.

Considering the strength gap between the two sides, it is definitely an offense.

The resentful ghost didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to take action in that place. He might think of asking Wen Renzhao to take action.

If he understands Wen Renzhao's character, then it is possible to do this... It is also wrong. He may not understand Wen Renzhao's character, but he certainly understands the character of Wen Renzhao's father, the bloodgu elder.

Wen Renzhao's actions to eradicate all dissidents were originally supported by his father...

With such a father, Wen Renzhao would probably develop the same character, right?

It’s numb! It’s numb!

That small thing, that may just be a casual sentence, but there are so many calculations hidden behind it.

This demonic path is really like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

However, it doesn't matter, anyway, I will not reveal my true identity no matter what.

The only one who has contact with the devil is this clone.

"After this time, if there is nothing else, I will go into seclusion to learn these spells."

Jia Xu said: "It may take more than ten years."

The resentful ghost said: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, unless it's something big that can destroy my power, I will not disturb you for twenty years!"

Although he closed his heart tightly, at this moment, Jia Xu still heard a little pride coming from his heart.

What is he proud of?

Jia Xu's mind turned around and he figured it out.

This guy seems to want to take advantage of his more than ten years of seclusion and practice to consolidate his power.

In this way, even if I get out of seclusion more than ten years later and want to have the power to involve the devil, I am afraid that I will be powerless and can only obey his orders obediently.

Thinking about it this way, this guy may have applied for the Heart Demon Sutra and four secret techniques for himself so quickly and actively, and generously gave away seven or eight ghost spells. Perhaps this was the purpose.

He wanted to make Jia Xu his subordinate and increase his voice in the demonic world.

At the same time, he didn't want Jia Xu to have the opportunity to take away his rights.

This move is really exquisite.

Unfortunately, it hit an empty space.

The ways are different and they do not seek each other.

The resentful ghost wanted to hold the power tightly in his hands, but Jia Xu didn't care at all and didn't want to grab it at all.

So everything he did would be in vain.

Later, the resentful ghost arranged a secret practice room for Jia Xu based on his own little calculation.

He was not even prepared to let Jia Xu show off in front of the demonic disciples of Qianhuo Sect.

Jia Xu naturally didn't care. After entering the secret room, he first took a few formation plates and arranged three mutually coordinated protective formations.

Then, with a movement of his body, he turned into an illusion and left the underground palace of the Thousand Fire Sect.

Who is wasting more than ten years here with you?

Wouldn't it be better to just take all these spells back and give them to the main body for practice?

You must know that in terms of magic practice, the body has huge advantages. Not only is the magic power in the body absolutely controlled, but the key is that it can also create a dream space that is like reality, and practice at will in that space.

Afterwards, you only need to smooth out the differences between the dream space and the real world for a period of time, and then you can perfectly inherit the training experience in the dream.

In particular, after so many years of understanding this world, the difference between the dream space created by the ontology and the real world has become smaller and smaller.

There are some spells that are often practiced, such as Xuanci Superpower, Red Sword Meteor, etc., which even appear to be completely consistent between dreams and reality.

These abilities are not possessed by the clone.

If those spells were practiced by clones, it might really take more than ten years.

But if it is left to the original body to practice, even if it cannot be fully cultivated to perfection in more than ten years, Dacheng can still do it.

It’s clear how to choose between the two.

The clone also has its own affairs.

Flying out of Hengduan City, the clone headed south without hesitation. The super-fast flying speed burst out from the Jindan level strength allowed him to fly more than ten times faster than in the later stage of foundation building even without using the flying escape method!

The territory of the Great Wu Kingdom is vast and vast.

Even a monk in the late stage of foundation building, who spent three months continuously, could only fly half of it at most.

It would take half a year to wear it completely!

But if you switch to a Golden Core cultivator, the time required is suddenly shortened by more than ten times.

Even excluding the rest time in between, it only took twelve days for the inner demon clone to fly from Hengduan City to Falling Dragon City.

"It's been decades...I'm finally back..."

Jia Xu stood high in the sky, looking at the familiar city below, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.