"Okay, next one." Xu Yuyu ignored Wang Zijia and began to make arrangements for the next disciple.
After they have selected the eleven, there are still others who will be ranked later. The tasks of recruiting the current 100 disciples have been arranged, and the remaining territory will be directly thrown to the various courtyards, leaving the disciples below to grab the tasks.
This matter has gone through countless years and is already a very mature process with a huge circle of interests.
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After a long time, Xu Yuyu arranged everyone's tasks and said: "Okay, you can go directly to the branch of Zangjing Pavilion in your own vein to receive the exercises. If you have nothing to do, go down!"
Because the once-a-decade mission to recruit disciples takes a long time, ranging from half a year to three to five years, they can receive the exercises in advance after accepting the mission, which also prevents them from delaying their practice.
"Thank you so much, uncle!" Everyone saw the ceremony and wanted to leave.
"Wang Zijia stays!" Xu Yuyu said again.
Everyone glanced at Wang Zijia subconsciously, then left the hall one by one without stopping.
"Uncle Master, what are your orders?" After everyone left, Wang Zijia, who was waiting quietly, asked.
"It's not a big deal. I just want to remind you that your right to open the pulse is a specific task. It has basically been determined, but the time is not yet certain. It may be completed in three to five years or as short as half a year. You must practice more quickly. "
At this point, he paused for a moment and said: "Of course, I know you have an inheritance, but don't accept the inheritance all the time and ruin your future in order to quickly improve your practice. You accept the power of the inheritance so arrogantly as you did in Da Bi, and make a breakthrough quickly. Do less things.”
"Thank you, Master, for your teaching. I have taken note of it." Wang Zijia thanked him first, and then asked with some confusion, "I wonder what my mission is to open my pulse?"
"You don't need to know now, and it's only set with a high probability. I'm not sure whether it will change by then. Well, that's it for today. You can also go down and collect the reward." Without waiting for Wang Zijia to continue asking, Xu Yuyu began to see off the guests.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia had no choice but to bow and turned around and left the hall.
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"Hello, Master Uncle Wang, I will take you to collect your remaining rewards from the competition!" As soon as he left the hall, there was a boy who had been waiting for him for a long time. He saluted Wang Zijia and said with a smile.
Wang Zijia nodded and followed him through the buildings to an office location.
This place is relatively deserted, and there seem to be very few people there.
Wang Zijia was brought to a counter and handed over to a disciple operating a light curtain.
"Uncle Master, in addition to your skills, you also have a Grade A spiritual item and a custom-made magic weapon to be collected. As for the Taoist treatment, I will upgrade it to you immediately."
The other party said while operating: "Daozi involves many aspects, including a 20% discount on items purchased at the sect's store, the ability to adjust the basic information permissions of disciples to a certain extent, etc."
"There are too many things here, so I won't explain them to you one by one. I will send you a detailed information later."
Wang Zijia nodded and understood.
"As for the custom-made top-grade magic weapon, you need to go to the Institute of Artifacts in person, uncle. Your leader's custom-made top-grade magic weapon needs to be refined by the masters and uncles in the real world."
Wang Zijia nodded again, and the other party pointed out the last light screen and said: "The last is the Class A spiritual object. Uncle Master, you have been successfully promoted. Do you want to receive the spiritual object, or directly exchange it for Taoism?"
"Spiritual objects." Wang Zijia replied without any hesitation.
"Okay! So uncle, what do you want?" The other party seemed to have expected it and asked skillfully.
"Which of the Grade A spiritual objects in the inventory is the most expensive one I can get?" Wang Zijia looked at the other party's light screen and asked.
"The most expensive one?" The other party was confused for a moment, then asked: "Uncle, do you mean regular business?"
Wang Zijia nodded.
The other party was obviously embarrassed. He quickly operated the light screen, changing several light screens, and then said: "Uncle Master, Grade A spiritual objects are rarely sold outside. I only have a price reference here, and the fluctuation range may be large. There’s no way to be precise.”
Wang Zijia nodded and said, "It's okay. Just estimate the rarity and find the most expensive one."
"Okay!" The other party quickly called up a dozen pieces of spiritual material information, reached out and pushed the light curtain in front of Wang Zijia, and said: "Uncle Master, you can choose for yourself, these are more expensive. Here It’s a price reference list.”
Wang Zijia looked at the many messages and finally looked at one thing.
Spiritual object: Blood Spirit Sword Bone
Grade: A-medium
Introduction: One of the most ideal foundation-building objects for the spiritual fetus of the sword. The foundation of the sword fetus made of this spiritual object is naturally blended with blood and can be commanded like an arm. It is the best choice for swordsmanship.
Wang Zijia pointed to a dark white phalanx wrapped in flesh and blood and said, "That's it!"
"Okay, Uncle Master!" The disciple worked quickly for a moment. After a while, a disciple came in a hurry holding an exquisite jade box.
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After receiving all the rewards, Wang Zijia just left the side hall and before leaving the ceremonial courtyard complex, he turned the corner and almost ran into someone.
What made Wang Zijia slightly shocked was that even though he had seen the other person, in his perception, the person didn't seem to exist. It was like there was only a ball of air in front of him.
This is an old Taoist with white beard and hair, a kind face, and an immortal spirit. What he wore was a purple shirt and white cloud robe. There was only one place in Wanyu Sect where he dared to wear this.
After quickly sizing up the other person, Wang Zijia actually knew him.
Yue Changqing, the contemporary ancestor of the Yue family, the junior elder of the sect's elder hall, the fourth realm, the early stage monk of the Infant God realm, is an old monster with a lifespan of nearly nine hundred years. For a monk in the Infant God Realm who has lived for thousands of years, this is already his old age.
However, there is no new real person in Yuejia Contemporary who is expected to break through, and there is a strong trend of failure. So much so that in the past hundred years, he took the initiative to leave the mountain and began to deal with some external affairs, trying to cultivate a being who could succeed him for the Yue family.
Recently, because of the rewards in the competition, his reputation has been resounding throughout the outer sect, but it is a bit stinky, and it has obviously been messed up by someone.
"Inner disciple Wang Zijia, pay your respects to Elder Yue!" Yue Changqing's message came to mind, and Wang Zijia respectfully performed a full set of rituals.
Yue Changqing did not speak immediately, but looked at Wang Zijia quietly.
Wang Zijia did not receive a reply and did not dare to do anything. He bowed his waist and stretched out his hands in a polite posture.
For no reason, Wang Zijia was a little flustered. He felt that his heart was blocked and his spiritual sense was a little frightened. He always felt that something terrible was about to happen.
As time went by, fine hairy sweat appeared on his forehead.
(End of chapter)
