Wang Zijia listened to the familiar chatter around him, thoughts flashing in his mind. Occasionally add a few words to guide the direction of the conversation.
After chatting for more than a quarter of an hour, everyone exchanged resources again, and then started chatting in small groups again.
Wang Zijia found Gu Xuefeng, and what was rare was that Lu Qianrou also came.
"I've met the king's pulse master!"
"I've met Uncle Wang!"
Even though they had a good relationship with Wang Zijia before, they still gave Wang Zijia a courtesy.
Wang Zijia shook his head and said: "I originally wanted to invite you to come to Baitao Peak in half a month to participate in the pulse opening ceremony, but now it seems that you are going to be related to someone?"
"Come on, why don't you come, let's do our own thing." Guo Minglang suddenly jumped in and said.
"Where are you two?" Wang Zijia looked at Gu Xuefeng and Lu Qianrou.
"Is there any reason why I shouldn't come to the King's Pulse Master's invitation?" Gu Xuefeng said as he returned to his usual bad self.
Lu Qianrou was cold-tempered and a bit old-fashioned. He still maintained a slight respect and said: "Don't dare to disobey me!"
After all, Wang Zijia is a real person with Qi Fumai, so she probably feels that it is not appropriate to maintain the same attitude as before.
"Then it's settled!" Wang Zijia said nonchalantly.
"······"
Immediately, everyone chatted for a long time, but Wang Zijia clearly felt that everyone was more worried and no longer so casual.
Facts have proved that even these geniuses will have some scruples if they meet real people in daily life and the difference in cultivation is huge. The difference is just a small amount.
It also made Wang Zijia clearly realize that it was time for him to change his social circle.
It can be regarded as a disadvantage of rapidly improving one's cultivation level. People slowly improve themselves over hundreds of years, and there is always an inner circle that maintains them.
And he... was kicked out by his own inner circle today.
Probably: 'You have been kicked out of the group chat, please join another group! '
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Wang Zijia stayed around for another quarter of an hour before exiting the Taoist illusion.
After thinking for a moment, his mind moved, and Zong Fu Zhao appeared in front of him. After Wang Zijia sent two messages, he ignored them.
Turning his hand to touch the pages of the blood jade book, he reached out and tapped the book, and pages of drawing paper were spit out from the book. Various second- and third-grade spiritual objects were drawn on the drawing paper.
Most of them come from decades of cultivation at several peaks of the Demon Suppression Sect, as well as a wave of raids on forbidden warehouses before ascension.
There are also quite a few who come from various factions.
Of course it's not the kind of thing you do when searching for the aura of spiritual objects. In this regard, Wang Zijia's reputation has always been online.
But it comes from... giving gifts!
That's right, there are at least one-fifth of the spiritual objects in it. The gifts from various factions in his Ascension Ceremony are all top quality!
But in the Nether, these things can be valuable. But in the Demon-Suppressing Sect, for second- and third-grade spiritual objects, he is at the stall level.
At most, they are considered high-quality products among street stalls, and there are only a few of them. They can probably reach the level of being sold in various street shops.
After preliminary classification of a large number of spiritual objects, Wang Zijia looked at the time and saw that it was almost late at night.
Without further delay, with a thought, the book put away the pages filled with drawings, and was carried away by a human skin figure, disappearing into the practice room.
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In the suburbs of Royal Beast Vein, mass graves and cemeteries, and small courtyards that are no longer too deserted.
The deep white moonlight fell, casting the shadow of the tall tree in the courtyard on the three small tombs. Several crows stood on the branches, tilting their heads and looking at the people in the courtyard with their blood-red eyes.
Jiang Mingda, who had returned to the clan for several months, and Min Xin, who had been living in silence for half a year, were waiting quietly in the courtyard.
In addition to the two of them, there are also several people including Gou Hongyuan, the master of the secondary essence bloodline.
All the leaders of the groups who used to be members of the ghost hall were now recruited as shadows. Except for Concubine Barlow, who once wanted to take over the ghost's transformation, they were all here.
Everyone stood quietly in the courtyard, not talking at all, and all thinking absentmindedly about what they were called to do again today.
Time passed unconsciously, and when it was almost midnight, several people's expressions changed.
I saw an old Taoist with a stooped figure and an old face emerging from the courtyard extremely unexpectedly.
"I've met the Demon Boy Master...Uncle Master!"
"I've met Uncle Demon Boy!"
When several people saw the sudden appearance of Demon Boy Lao Dao, they were startled at first, and then they all bowed to him.
"Congratulations to Uncle Master for gathering the true seed and becoming a true man!"
Immediately afterwards, someone else immediately congratulated.
The demon boy nodded calmly and said, "It's just that I gained something from the battlefield!"
When several people heard this, they were all shocked.
The demon boy looked around at a few people and kept his temper. Without any nonsense, he went straight to the topic and said:
"I called you here today to inform you that the silence is over and each group will start collecting the bodies again."
"Yes, obey Master Uncle's decree!" All the disciples responded in unison.
The old demon boy looked at everyone and added: "But there is no need to hang out with the law enforcement team anymore. Starting from tomorrow, all the peak-level boys in each team will be assigned to the combat exorcism team to receive battlefield tasks and be responsible for cleaning up the battlefield."
Everyone was shocked, and then relaxed slightly, but Gou Hongyuan frowned and said: "Uncle Demon Boy, it is easy to accept battlefield tasks now, but cleaning up the battlefield requires large-scale acquisition..." ···”
At this point, he did not continue to speak, and there was no need to continue.
The old devil boy glanced at everyone and said: "This is not a front-line logistics team that asks you to clean up the loot. It would be too difficult to fill the team with people, and it would be difficult for the masters and uncles of the gods to come forward and recruit them on a large scale."
"But after the front-line logistics team searches, carries the corpse, cleans it, digs a hole to submerge it, etc., at the current time, you can go to the mission hall to pick it up on your own without any problem."
Because most of the magic cultivation methods contain various kinds of pollution, especially evil-species pollution methods are the most common. If the corpses are not disposed of, large-scale burning will cause massive amounts of pollution to spread into the air, and the consequences will be more serious.
Therefore, it must be disposed of, and after being looted, there is a risk of contamination without oil and water. Putting all these factors together, this is the best time to obtain this kind of work before the mandatory mission has started.
When the two cases really reach the stage of issuing mandatory tasks, this kind of job will be difficult to obtain.
When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a while. They all saluted and said, "Disciple, I understand!"
The old devil boy added: "Remember to accept the mission as a small team so that you can control the entire team. After the mission is returned, you should still follow the previous rules. At the beginning of every ten days, please present the corpse."
"Although there is almost no benefit in dealing with corpses and little attention is paid to them, considering the uncertainty of the battlefield, this time does not need to be strictly adhered to. You can also submit it in peacetime!"
"Disciple, I've noted it down!" Everyone responded in unison.
"Let's go down and do our work. Blood Spirit and Black Tiger will stay." The Demon Boy said as he looked at the crowd.
"Follow the law!" All the shadows saluted and then disappeared.
Gou Hongyuan and Min Xin, the deputy masters of the Essence Bloodline, were both stunned. They didn't know why, but they waited for instructions honestly.
The old devil boy first looked at Black Tiger Minxin and said, "How are you doing with your low-level sales channels?"
Black Tiger Minxin breathed a sigh of relief and immediately reported respectfully: "Return to Master Uncle Demon Boy, because during this period, the entire Ghost Spirit Dark Hall returned to the sect and remained silent."
"Therefore, with the participation of various groups of low-level disciples, more than ten lineages have been included, and a large trading circle has been formed."
"The core members of the circle are almost all shadow disciples who rely on the Hidden Vein Talisman to communicate and trade."
"And during this process, no fees were charged, so I came into contact with many ordinary disciples of the sect, and many wanted to join the inner circle!"
Having said this, he looked at the Demon Boy Master carefully and said, "Uncle Demon Boy, are we qualified to recruit people?"
The old devil boy glanced at him and said, "You waited for special circumstances before you were able to enter the shadows. Most of the collection of shadow personnel is not normal."
"As for the review and collection of normal hidden vein disciples, it is not my responsibility. Someone else is responsible."
"You just need to develop your trading circle. If you really have the ability to create a large circle like a family alliance among low-level disciples, I will personally show you my merit."
Hearing this, Black Tiger Minxin showed a wry smile and said, "Uncle Master really thinks highly of his disciples!"
The old devil boy did not continue to talk to him, but looked at Gou Hongyuan, the deputy master of essence and blood veins, and said:
"You don't need to lead the team to the battlefield anymore. With your status, you can just go to the battlefield. It's too conspicuous to collect the corpses. From now on, you and Heihu will be mainly responsible for the affairs of the trading circle."
"Yes!" Gou Hongyuan replied immediately.
The old devil boy looked at Gou Hongyuan, one of the strongest men left in the Ghost Hall.
Name: Gou Hongyuan
Cultivation: [Wine Sacrifice] Late Stage
Daoxing: three hundred years (2 million/2 million)
Daoji: Blood Spirit (Level 5)
Kung Fu: Wanyu Codex (Real Person Chapter)
Dharma: Blood Spirit Control Blood Technique······
Deliberately showing a hesitant expression, he said: "Many people in the vein have been on the battlefield recently, and they have dealt with many low-level items. If you do well, I can give you a chance to be a real person."
Gou Hongyuan suddenly raised his head and looked at the old devil boy with frighteningly bright eyes. The reason why he was deceived into the Dark Hall of Ghost Spirits and served for more than a hundred years was just to further his cultivation!
"Seriously?" Gou Hongyuan said subconsciously.
"Ha!" The old devil boy showed a sarcastic expression and said: "You are such a guilty person, do I need to paint cakes for you to have fun? Are you full?"
After Gou Hongyuan spoke, he realized his gaffe and immediately said in panic: "Disciple was too excited for a moment and lost his composure. Please forgive me, uncle!"
"Forget it, just do your best." The old devil boy glanced at him and said calmly: "Only when you really come into contact with the upper veins will you understand what the resources of the hidden veins are like."
(End of chapter)
