Wang Zijia looked at An Xingsheng's cautious look, smiled and shook his head, saying: "No need, if Senior Brother Nong and Senior Brother Lei ask again, just tell them and report the truth."
When An Xingsheng heard this, he breathed a long sigh of relief. His words just now represented many things.
"How many people are alive?" Wang Zijia asked.
"A total of 3123, of which 2671 have medium-grade spiritual roots and 83 have high-grade spiritual roots. Their quality is extremely amazing." An Xingsheng said this with some joy and some sadness:
"Even though they were all seriously injured, the flesh and skin injuries were minor, and the psychological trauma may be difficult to recover from. Especially some of them in their twenties have already lived in that strange, dark place for more than ten years."
Wang Zijia's expression was a little solemn when he heard this. Even though he had a precocious spirit, he was taken to a prison-like place at the age of seven or eight, and he still worshiped the flesh and blood every day, and constantly experienced the erosion of the demon skin. In such a strange environment, After a few years of growth, people are really prone to problems.
Of course, those who can bear it, that is, these more than 3,000 people, are all strong-minded people. But I don’t know how many people are psychologically distorted!
People with strong minds and twisted minds can cause endless disasters if they are not careful. Wanyu Sect is more experienced in this regard!
"I will deal with the injury. As for the psychological problem, let's take it back to the sect first to make the people in the Alchemy Academy a headache. If there is really a problem, doesn't the Demon Suppression Tower also accept a certain number of disciples every year? They should like it." Jia thought for a while and replied like this.
"Okay, disciple understands!" An Xingsheng saluted Wang Zijia and said, "If nothing happens, disciple will go down?"
"Um!"
Wang Zijia waved his hand, and An Xingsheng left the study quietly. Wang Zijia thought for a moment in the room. After going over everything today, and making sure that there was nothing wrong, he turned over his hand and took out a communication talisman.
Within the sect, communication is very simple, and all virtual illusion array interactions are more advanced than in previous lives. But after leaving the sect, there is no 'net', and we return to ancient times. Within the three sects' spheres of influence, the problem of 'network' coverage from 'local area network' to the whole map has not yet been solved.
As for this communication talisman, it was given to him by the other party when he left Yan Qimeng's yard. He didn't expect to use it so quickly. Wang Zijia thought about it again and again, and finally decided to report it to her. It should be safer than following the sect's task process directly.
As for the problem of troubling Yan Qimeng and owing the favor to the other party... there are too many lice, so just one more time if you owe him more. In the future, he will pay it back gradually when he becomes stronger.
As Wang Zijia activated the order talisman and the order talisman's spiritual light shone, the paper rapidly proliferated and folded. In an instant, a three-dimensional paper man carved one to one according to Yan Qimeng was completed in front of Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia looked at the paper man in front of him and found that it was less real than Yan Qimeng himself. He felt that the other party's long-distance communication methods were not as good as his own. However, when I thought that others were relying on their own abilities, and that I was relying on the power of Dao Fruit, my pride disappeared without a trace.
"You kid, you've only been out for less than half a year, and this is the second time you've come to see me. Do you know that the sect's real-life cultivator also has face?" Yan Qimeng said to Wang Zijia as soon as she gathered her body.
There wasn't much reprimand in the words, but there was an inexplicable hint of not treating bean bags as dry food. But to be able to make the taciturn Yan Qimeng say such things shows that he is still close to Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia immediately showed a flattering expression and said with an apologetic smile: "Uncle, forgive me, but if it's a trivial matter, I will not dare to trouble you, uncle."
"Tell me, what happened this time? The holes you poked before have not been completely solved yet, so don't cause trouble for me again?" Yan Qimeng looked at Wang Zijia and said.
"Was it serious that the Demon Sect intercepted the disciple recruitment team before?" Wang Zijia's expression moved slightly and he asked cautiously.
"It's not too serious. It's just that the Bone Soul Temple lost dozens of disciples who entered the real-person realm in one breath, which was a little jumpy." Yan Qimeng said casually, but what he said in a few words was the lives of dozens of real-persons. Let Wang Zijia understand the importance of cultivation again.
"But it's probably just wrangling. We have been fighting for hundreds of years, and everyone is within the scope of the disciples. After all, once the elders of the Third Middle Realm end, the nature will be different."
His thoughts flashed, and Wang Zijia stopped asking any more questions. After a brief pause, he said, "I came to Tianhong to recruit disciples, and accidentally discovered that there is something strange about the demonic chaos here..."
Wang Zijia general concealed some things that could not be said about the story from when he accepted his disciples to when he discovered Taoist Fox, but most of them were told exactly as they were.
After Yan Qimeng heard the whole story, she was silent for a long time and suddenly asked: "So because of a spider, you found out the evil path that caused chaos even Brother Luo didn't find out before?"
The focus in the other party's words was obviously completely different from what Wang Zijia thought, so that Wang Zijia, who had thought of countless reply templates, was stunned for a moment and said: "Which uncle has come to investigate this matter?"
"Who else is responsible for enforcing the law on low-level matters within the sect and the outer sect? Weren't you brought back by Senior Brother Luo before?" Yan Qimeng explained in her words:
"He was also responsible for this matter back then. Ye Chengan and his entourage disappeared mysteriously, and there were some clues. I originally thought that there were some Demon Sect disciples lurking in this area, and they were doing something. So at that time, I remember that Senior Brother Luo also solved a lot of things by the way. There are problematic forces.”
Seeing that the topic had been successfully changed, Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief.
After that, Yan Qimeng asked some more details, and the two ended the conversation. As the paper figure burned and turned into ashes, Wang Zijia felt a little pity. How come this communication talisman is disposable!
This will make it a little inconvenient to hold my thigh next time!
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After reporting the matter, Wang Zijia looked at the sky and saw that it was already evening.
After leaving the room, he chatted with Xiang Feifei and others for a while. After dinner, Wang Zijia quietly entered the underground palace.
Just as he was about to digest today's harvest, his expression suddenly changed. The blood jade book appeared in his hand, and one of the talismans flashed continuously.
Wang Zijia clicked on the talisman and a picture appeared on the paper.
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Wanyuzong, Bianbianmai, and Ji Family Ancestral Hall.
The Ji family is a smaller family than the Xiang family, and it does not belong to the Kaimai family. Although the ancestors once made sacrificial wine, it has been broken for three or five generations, and the relationship is not managed ideally. Now it has become A small marginal family of changing veins.
For a foundation-building pill, he would devote all his efforts to the whole family, even destroying his family.
(End of chapter)
