Having said this, An Xingsheng stopped browsing, looked up at Wang Zijia, and said helplessly:
"This kind of explosive effect, coupled with this kind of fame... If the disciples don't activate the reservation mechanism, for the big class next month, we will preach the peach forest and there will be people hanging from the branches!"
Wang Zijia was stunned when he heard this, and touched his nose in embarrassment.
'Is the effect too strong? '
He thought that at the beginning, for the sake of fame, he did cheat according to the record data of the inner door gold medal!
It seems like the force is a little too strong now?
However, after he built up his character bit by bit, his genius teaching character has been perfectly established, and there is absolutely no problem in doing so.
Just be fierce!
"Okay, you can figure it out yourself." Wang Zijia paused before saying, "For this big class, don't make reservations and queue up. It will ruin your reputation. As for Xiao Zao... ····”
"I'll talk about it when I have time. If he likes to spend money, let him spend it. The more you give him, the higher he will be. I want to see how many rich people there are!"
Upon hearing this, An Xingsheng immediately understood Wang Zijia's core message and said respectfully: "Disciple understands how to deal with it."
Wang Zijia continued to look through some information, finalized the things accumulated in the recent period with An Xingsheng, and made arrangements for next month.
After he was roughly done, An Xingsheng turned around and left.
Wang Zijia looked at the information An Xingsheng received today: "The Legend of Happy Baile", "The Ten Beauties of Hehuan Enchantress", "The Record of the Saint of the Blood Demon Sect"
He had a general understanding of the Bone Soul Concept, and he began to understand the Acacia Demon Sect and the Blood Demon Cult.
This is the information An Xingsheng received today. Isn't it a bit unfair?
I looked at the books and put the things away without looking at the information.
Instead, he stood up and left the White Peach Tower, took out the Blood Demon Jade Shuttle, and threw it into the sky. His whole body turned into bloody light and headed towards the Seven Peaks.
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At the foot of the Seven Peaks Mountain, close to the core location of the Twelve Courtyards, it is full of yin and compassion, and is the entrance to the underworld in the style of painting.
The bloody light that Wang Zijia transformed into stopped in the sky.
Looking down, I saw paper figures, spirit puppets, and shadow puppets everywhere in the paper house. At the core of the Zhenmai building, the huge erected coffin was particularly eye-catching.
The whole painting style is very underworld!
I used to be very confused about this, but over the years, my experience in the underground base magic laboratory made Wang Zijia understand the reason.
Such an environment should be of great benefit to the encoffiner during the encoffining process!
After hovering for a moment, he floated down and came to a familiar courtyard with a slightly normal style.
"I've met the king's pulse master!"
"I've met the king's pulse master!"
The gatekeepers were two paper puppets with good intelligence. After seeing Wang Zijia, they immediately greeted him.
"Please tell me, Senior Sister Yan, that Zijia is visiting!"
"Master has an order. The king's pulse master is coming to visit. There is no need to notify, just go in directly!"
"Thank you!"
As the prince said his good words, he floated into the courtyard.
Under the guidance of the paper man, he came to Yan Qimeng's study by familiar means.
"Sit!" As soon as Wang Zijia entered the door, he saw Yan Qimeng had already arrived at the tea table area in the house and was making tea.
Wang Zijia bowed slightly and sat down directly opposite him without being polite.
"I heard that you have been looking for infant spirit objects recently?" Yan Qimeng reached out to give Wang Zijia ginseng tea, and Wang Zijia immediately touched the teacup with his hand.
When he had half filled the cup, he lightly knocked on the tea table.
Yan Qimeng stopped participating in the tea, and Wang Zijiacai replied with a smile: "Well, that's what happened. I came to see Senior Sister today to register."
Yan Qimeng looked Wang Zijia up and down for a moment, then said, "Have you fully understood the inheritance of Fake Nanfei?"
"Related to the inheritance method, I have been groping for a long time in the lower realm. Now I have almost explored it. It is no problem to become a third-level inheritance master!" Wang Zijia said humbly.
Yan Qimeng raised her eyebrows when she heard this and said, "Third-grade inheritance master? Do you want to enter the inheritance hall to take orders?"
Although the sect's inheritance masters belong to a niche sect, the number of inheritance masters from all the lines of the inner and outer sects combined is still no less than the number of people from the same lineage of the outer sect.
Among them, the third-level inheritance masters are already considered senior personnel. After all, the main body of the sect, the monks, are real people.
And asking the inheritance master to see you off, extracting and condensing the inheritance levels or artifacts is a very private and dangerous matter.
Not only did he accidentally give away his head, but he also gave away a bunch of inheritance.
For example, in a real family, there is only one real person who carries the cauldron. Now that he is dying of old age, he is asked to help extract and consolidate the inheritance.
When you finish extracting the inheritance, this real person will only have one breath left, and will have no power to resist.
At this time, if you go on a killing spree and kill the entire clan, it is possible to rob them all.
Therefore, whether the inheritance master is safe or not requires the endorsement of a force.
The inheritance hall is the place where all the inheritance masters of the sect are gathered under this premise!
There is nothing complicated about this hall. After completing the registration, add the name to the list. If someone wants to gather inheritance, they can choose from the list.
Wang Zijia turned over his hands and took out the secret book "Hair-clad Shape Refining Chapter" and said: "This is a secret book that I refined from a demon cultivation inheritance that was not too polluted."
Yan Qimeng reached out and took the secret book, and said in surprise: "Extracting the complete secret book from the precipitation of the pollution method? It seems that you are really not familiar with it anymore."
Wang Zijia smiled and said: "I have been in the lower world for so many years. How can I cultivate disciples if I don't know this skill?"
"Do you want me to be your guarantor?" Yan Qimeng asked.
He does not have an inner door or a soul-condensing lamp. If he wants to be named in the inheritance hall, he needs a guarantor from the burial lineage.
I guarantee that Wang Zijia will not do evil or anything while extracting and condensing inheritance from others.
"Is it okay?" Wang Zijia did not deny, but asked carefully.
"That's no problem. No matter what, I grew up watching you!" Yan Qimeng suddenly smiled like an aunt.
Wang Zijia: "······"
The somewhat embarrassed Wang Zijia had no choice but to pick up the teacup and drink tea slowly to cover up the embarrassment.
Yan Qimeng turned over her hand and took out her ID card, started operating it, and after a moment said: "Okay, do you need me to accompany you to report to the Heritage Hall?"
"No, I'll just go by myself!" Wang Zijia replied immediately.
The two chatted for a while, and then Wang Zijia stood up and left.
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Leaving the Entombment Vein, entering the large formation covering the seven peaks, heading straight for the Heritage Peak.
In the lower part of the mountain below the mountainside of Heritage Peak, there are many lofts of preaching buildings and factions. Disciples attending lectures are constantly coming and going. It is very lively, just like a mountain city.
The mountains above the mountainside, where the inheritance belongs to, appear to be very deep.
Because most of the areas are under the jurisdiction of the undertakers, the entire mountain feels a little chilly and gloomy.
On one peak, the painting style of the mountain and the mountain is extremely separated, and the contrast is extremely sharp.
Wang Zijia arrived near the top of the mountain, where there was a small group of buildings.
Of course, this is not big compared to the mission building at the foot of the mountain.
For parts of the mountain, such building complexes are already rare.
This group of white marble palaces with classical painting style and carved beams and columns is from the lineage of the inheritor.
The whole thing is not too lively, but rather peaceful and serene, which is much better than the bizarre painting style of the undertaker.
Wang Zijia floated down in the landing area honestly, passed through a large group of buildings, and finally stopped in front of a not-so-high attic in the core area.
"Heritage Hall"
After looking at the plaque to make sure he was in the right place, Wang Zijia entered the attic.
As soon as he entered, a wine-sacrifice disciple came forward and bowed respectfully to Wang Zijia, saying: "Uncle, do you choose to be a successor or to register?"
As he spoke, he subconsciously looked at Wang Zijia, feeling that Wang Zijia looked familiar.
"Third-grade registration!" Wang Zijia said calmly.
The receiving disciple was slightly shocked, and immediately bowed and said: "Uncle, please come upstairs. The registration of the third-grade inheritance master will be done by Uncle Zhou."
Wang Zijia nodded slightly, and the two of them went up to the third floor one after another and arrived at a rather large room.
The layout of the room is rather strange, half is the living room, and the other half is a classical counter.
In the L-shaped counter, there is a bookshelf-like counter, and in each bookshelf grid, there is a roster-like book.
An old man was lying on a chair at the counter, flipping over something leisurely.
"Uncle Zhou, someone is here to register!"
When the two of them entered the room, the old man quickly put away the book, looked at Wang Zijia, and said in surprise: "Junior Brother Xiuguan?"
The disciple who brought Wang Zijia in and was about to exit paused slightly. Suddenly, I finally understood why he looked familiar. It turned out to be the genius uncle who had become quite famous in the inner sect recently.
He glanced at Wang Zijia quietly before retreating.
Wang Zijia saluted the old man and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Zhiyong, just call me Zijia."
Zhou Zhiyong, a true disciple of the inner sect, a real person with peak cultivation, inherited the faction, and is the steward of the Hall of Directors.
He is approaching five hundred years old. Normally, his remaining lifespan is only a hundred years. If there is no great opportunity, he should be hopeless.
"Rare visitor, junior brother, you have gained quite a reputation recently. You are also a Taoist with a weak crown, and you are scheduled to be the future young master of the preaching building. It is like thunder! You just listen to the legends every day, and now you can be considered a real person!"
As the old man Zhou Zhiyong spoke, he quickly left the counter area and took Wang Zijia to the reception area on the other side.
Wang Zijia showed a wry smile and said, "Senior brother, please don't listen to this. The disciples below are just bragging about it all day long. If it continues like this, I might even be told that I, Ning Ying, will become a divine king."
Zhou Zhiyong motioned to Wang Zijia to sit down, and while making tea, he said: "How can there be a false scholar under such a great reputation? Junior brother, don't be so humble."
"Hey, I just want to be humble." Wang Zijia said with a wry smile.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhiyong stopped complimenting him, "Junior brother, if you are not teaching the disciples in your preaching building, why are you here in my name?"
Wang Zijia paused after hearing this and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I am also an inheritance master, and I am here to register!"
"Really?" Zhou Zhiyong showed a slightly astonished expression and said, "Then why did you go to the first line of teaching to become a disciple in the teaching department?"
Obviously, the other party had only heard rumors about him and didn't pay much attention to the information.
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