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Chapter 153 Swordsman Confucian Scholar Fairy

Chapter 153 Swordsman, Confucian Scholar, Fairy Girl

Function 3: Alternate true and false, ultimate disguise.

Restrictions: Which level you want to disguise, you need to seal the power of the corresponding level into the back cover of the book.

If you need to disguise yourself as a [real person], you need to seal at least a third-grade talisman into the back cover of the book before you can disguise it. Of course, you can also seal third-grade spiritual objects, spiritual weapons, etc.

In theory, it only has its form, but not its spirit. That is to say, it can only pretend to be a fake, but it is difficult to practice the fake to become the real one and have the corresponding strength.

The current level of spiritual weapons only supports the realm of real people and below. After the first level of disguise, the fake can become real. For example, if you pretend to be a wine sacrifice in the child stage, you will have a certain level of wine sacrifice strength, and it is not completely fake.

The amount of strength depends on the spiritual object you encapsulate, and the consumption also comes from the spiritual object.

As for the strength of the disguise, that is, the difficulty of being detected by others, it depends on what is sealed on the front cover of the book. This thing does not depend on the spiritual strength, but only on the personality. The higher the personality, the thing is sealed on the front of the book.

The more you disguise yourself, the harder it will be to detect you.

Theoretically, you can disguise anything, including but not limited to cultivation, physique, and even spiritual roots and characters.

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After sorting it out for a long time, Wang Zijia managed to figure out the functions of this spiritual weapon. Functions one and two are easy to understand, but function three is a bit complicated.

It's probably a disguised magic weapon, but this disguise is conditional, and it can become real if the conditions are met.

"Is this... the outside world?"

Wang Zijia sensed it and realized that it was actually a real-life Blood God's Heart, which was a third-grade blood droplet.

At this time, he realized that he had left Fangshi without knowing when and was in a closed, dark space. The entire space was like a coffin, rectangular in shape, and the interior was huge and empty, like an air raid shelter.

The auras of the three of them were astonishing, and they were floating in a helpless void. They were obviously not wine-sacrifice monks.

"bump!"

"Cao Nima..."

"bump·····"

This seemed to start a chain reaction. Page after page exploded, and figures fell out one after another, both living and dead. Most of them, even though they were alive, fell into a coma immediately after falling out.

"Ouch!" As the first conscious person exploded and fell out, Gu Xuefeng appeared and subconsciously began to vomit. The smell of blood, rancidity, and sourness instantly filled the entire space.

Looking at the surrounding situation, this attack has been going on for quite some time.

What is sealed on the back of the book determines the level of your disguised identity, and what is sealed on the front of the book depends on what level of people you can deceive.

Wang Zijia has seen it in his inherited memory, so he can probably understand it by combining a lot of information.

The book that lost its crystal turned into an extremely ordinary book.

At this moment, the three of them acted in a tacit understanding, and continued to attack the ancient blood-red coffin that was not there in the center of the square.

Following the attack of the three men, the ancient blood-red coffin exploded, and thousands of figures, living or dead, appeared in the square.

With a crisp sound, a sound like being peeled off and broken sounded in everyone's ears.

Before Wang Zijia could continue to sort out the information, Wang Zijia felt the book tremble.

The book actually shone with golden light, and its overall image began to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Wang Zijia immediately returned to his original appearance, and even turned his hands to turn the five spiritual objects obtained in the treacherous realm into a page and integrated them into the book. Only a slender flesh sprout obtained from the Blood Dragon Abyss was left, and then he lay down quietly.

in it.

At this moment, in addition to Wang Zijia, there are thousands of coffin painting pages circulating around. The whole space is constantly shaking, as if there is some huge force impacting it.

Wang Zijia's mind moved and she immediately exited the space.

Obviously after they woke up, they remembered what they had done before, at least they had a general impression.

With Wang Zijia's thoughts, the blood stains on the book actually squirmed and turned into a heart-shaped blood-colored crystal. It was exactly what the fake real person had encapsulated before, and it was also the source of the power of the previous spiritual weapon.

At this moment, like a chain reaction, people who did not faint directly appeared sparsely and began to vomit in various ways.

Wang Zijia's mind moved, and the red copper weight appeared.

The dark cover was infected by Wang Zijia's magic power and turned into a crystal red color, just like a blood jade jade album.

"Click..."

After seeing the situation clearly, the three people all frowned. As the fairy waved her hand, faint mana fluctuations spread.

As a shattering sound was heard, the three people's expressions were shocked, and they launched another strong attack almost at the same time.

As he was thinking, the book appeared in front of his eyes, and he saw the blue-black book with blood stains on it.

"vomit······"

The pseudo-real person used this thing as the cover of the book, obviously because he paid attention to the high status behind the blood drop, the fallen blood sea creature.

On the front cover of the book, a golden scale appeared, with a red copper weight on it. The whole book exuded a sense of nobility and sanctity, not like a third-grade spiritual weapon at all, just like an immortal weapon.

If I seal some golden light from the scale and let it in, wouldn't it mean that the real immortal has come? As long as I don't take action, you won't be able to tell that I'm faking it?

As long as the book is not opened and the strange scrolls and strong ominous atmosphere are revealed, no one can tell that this book has almost turned into a ghost and is an evil artifact.

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Outside, in the core area of ​​the Hundred Demons Realm, Class A Spirit Field: In the Square of the Nanfei Coffin, the squirming flesh and blood coffins were being forcibly suppressed by three figures.

"Bang...bang..."

Wait, it just depends on the person?

"Crack!"

A Confucian, a Swordsman, and an Immortal.

As the space trembled, some pages vibrated.

Before anyone could continue, the shaking in the space had already reached its limit.

It is probably unlikely. After all, it is only a third-grade artifact. But it is undeniable that as a Dao fruit, there should be no one with a higher status than the Equivalent Scale.

Then he pointed the book towards the scale in the sky, captured the golden light on it, and sealed it into the cover of the book together with the red copper weight.

There was a sound as the pages of the book exploded, and a figure fell out of the exploded pages. The figure trembled for a moment, and finally fainted.

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Wang Zijia closed his eyes and felt that the entire air-raid shelter-like space was shattered, and they appeared in a square. Outside the space, someone seemed to be looking at them seriously.

Before Wang Zijia could continue to pretend to be dizzy, a burst of magic power swept through his body. His whole body was shaken, and his breath surged wildly. His whole body flashed with spiritual light uncontrollably, and he slowly floated up under the gazes of all the disciples.

The false Tao inheritance runes between the eyebrows flashed continuously.

The frightened Wang Zijia quietly opened his eyes a little and saw a middle-aged uncle looking at him with a half-smile.

Wang Zijia subconsciously closed her eyes again and pretended to be an ostrich.
Chapter completed!
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