Along the way, Wang Zijia was in a good mood.
Returning to Baitao Peak, first give Gou Hongyuan an order to start collecting the medicinal materials for the Confused God Pill again.
Then he notified Bai Qian to continue refining the God-Confused Pill.
During this period, after Wang Zijia ran out of money, Bai Qian did not stop refining alchemy, but made money by refining the second-grade cultivation elixir Lingyue Dan.
Bai Qian obtained this elixir by herself.
With Bai Qian's current cultivation level and the progress of refining the Dacheng-level Confused God Pill, he can already refine it twice a day, and the finished product is one hundred and ninety-eight or nine pills.
In other words, if the refining is released, it can provide Wang Zijia with more than 200,000 points of value every day and consume nearly 60,000 magic dollars.
It would take several months to digest the materials worth more than four million yuan.
Wang Zijia deals with things in the world every day during the day, reads information, makes jade charms in his free time, starts classes every two days, and occasionally receives a few wealthy disciples to start a small business.
At night, he mingled in various circles, looking for spiritual objects that would help the infant god unite. Regardless of whether they were good or bad, strong or weak, they would all come.
Every few days, a wave of pills refined by Bai Qian were emptied. The value increased steadily, and his life was extremely fulfilling.
Time flies and another ten days passes.
"Value +2.15 million!"
Daoxing: five hundred years (25.98 million/40 million)
Tai Chi: 2.95 million
Legal money: 3.88 million
Daogong: 270,000
On this day, Xiangwu actually received another order, and it was a third-grade one. Wang Zijia was very surprised. It seemed that the few jade charms he gave away last time were well worth the money.
You know, a real person's lifespan is hundreds of years, and the number of people who die in one year is very limited.
And excluding accidental death, sudden death, treasure grabbing, etc., less than 30% of people actually died.
Among these people, there is not even one who is willing to undergo a wave of extreme torture before death, and even have their souls broken, just to benefit future generations.
In such a rare situation, every monk who wants to condense the inheritance should treat this very cautiously.
I would rather pay more money and find a powerful inheritance master to be more safe, but I don't want to be greedy for a small advantage and ultimately fail in the extraction. Not only will I suffer in vain, but I will also get nothing.
Due to many reasons, the head siphon effect in the inheritance teacher industry is extremely obvious.
That is to say, the well-known inheritance masters will take most of the market share, and there is no need for them to solicit customers. They are the ones who take the initiative to offer profits when others ask for them.
The remaining small part of the market is for everyone to grab together, and it is extremely easy for involution to occur.
Therefore, things for the middle and lower classes will only get worse.
So in terms of normal frequency, except for the most well-known ones, ordinary third-grade inheritance masters will only receive one or two orders a year!
It won't make a fortune, but it can be much better than the ordinary arts. If the standard is too high, it won't be too low!
As a newbie, he actually received two orders in one month. How could he not be surprised?
[Notice from the Heritage Palace: Hello Daozi Wangzijia, a legacy order for you has been generated. Please check it as soon as possible and decide whether to accept it. If you do not reply within one day, our palace will regard it as an automatic rejection. 】
Along with the tips, there is also a simple information.
Client: Pulse Historian
Target: Shi Xintian
Category: Calculation
Cultivation: peak real person
Status: depletion of longevity, backlash from evil calculations, injury to the Tao, dust in the Tao heart, and overdraft of luck.
Introduction: The Neimen Yingshen family is a historian of arithmetic and is one of the few families in Wanyu who are proficient in arithmetic.
Shi Xintian was the genius of the previous generation, and he was expected to become an infant god. However, in order to compete with Shi Xinyu, the direct grandson of the previous generation of infant gods, for the core god seed of the clan, he was too arrogant and overestimated his ability to make fortunes. In the end, he suffered a backlash and left traces of his true seed. , permanent damage.
He became a marginalized figure among historians and lived a lonely life. He came to the end of his life in just three hundred years.
Wang Zijia: "······"
Looking at the long list of negative states from the other party, Wang Zijia was silent for five minutes.
"Grass!"
After a while, Wang Zijia held back such a quintessential Chinese sentence!
This guy can reach the pinnacle of real life and live to be three hundred years old. It's really hard for him.
It’s worthy of being a cultivator!
Especially when I saw the introduction, although it was probably concerned about the Yingshen family's reputation and didn't write anything bad, what Wang Zijia saw in just a few sentences was a bloody storm.
It’s still a crazy showdown between Xiu Jian!
It seems that there are many such fights in the inner sect, and not all families are harmonious and beautiful!
Especially this introduction, it’s a bit meaningful to write it like this. If he wants to take orders, he not only has to deal with the success rate data, but also has to consider historians!
This Shi Xintian is guilty enough!
While thinking about it, Wang Zijia didn't hesitate much and accepted it simply.
With his current identity and status, Shi Jia might have to think carefully to see if he would be offended.
But the possible unhappiness of a second-generation historian?
Please!
It's not like the wind blew him up like a prince, a good person, a weak person, and a good person. He needs to consider this little contradiction, and he's really been living in vain these days!
[Task accepted successfully, please wait for contact. 】
After taking the order, Wang Zijia opened some information about the Huanxi Demon Sect that An Xingsheng received today, and read it with relish.
In the sect, among the information about the three major demon sects, the Joyful Demon Sect has the most information, is the most widely disseminated, and is also the most interesting.
In particular, the personal biographies of some happy demons are very rich, carefully described, and quite interesting.
In addition to those officially collected by the sect, those circulated privately are also out-of-print treasures.
Some book makers do not hesitate to hire painting and formation cultivators to use books as tools and ghosts as pens to write special stories.
Let the readers "immerse themselves" in it after opening it, just like a certain member of the story. They are truly immersed in it, like a dream, and have a journey of drunken pink skulls.
This thing was the last time Wang Zijia went to the Heritage Hall to register. Zhou Zhiyong noticed that he was nervously collecting books after he went in. When he came back, he asked An Xingsheng.
Under An Xingsheng's strange expression, he got the treasure on the second day.
Hmm... He is understanding the methods of the demon witches!
Know yourself and the enemy!
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"dumb!"
Two quarters of an hour later, the study door was opened.
Wang Zijia had no expression on his face and put away the precious book with an indifferent expression.
An Xingsheng didn't seem to see it. After bowing his head and saluting, he reported: "Uncle Master, Uncle Master from the Inner Sect: Master Shi Wanquan is here to visit!"
Wang Zijia stood up expressionlessly, calmly walking towards the yard with her hands behind her back, while An Xingsheng followed quietly.
The two of them came to the courtyard one after another, and Xu Xian just happened to lead them in.
"I've met Senior Brother Wanquan!" Wang Zijia greeted him.
"Junior Brother Zijia, you are polite!" Shi Wanquan bowed and said in return.
Wang Zijia looked at the other party in surprise. This was the first time that a senior brother whom he met for the first time called him by his real name after he was nicknamed "Weak Crown".
"Should we drink a pot of tea before leaving, or should we set off immediately?" Wang Zijia, who had experienced this before, asked after greeting him for a few words.
"For some reasons, we are in a hurry. Are you free now, junior brother?" Shi Wanquan replied.
'Well, another dead ghost who grits his teeth and refuses to be buried immediately? '
The thoughts in Wang Zijia's mind flashed away, and he said with a smile on his face: "You can do anything!"
After explaining a few words to An Xingsheng, he and Shi Wanquan left the yard.
Shi Wanquan waved his hand, and a white cloud appeared in front of the two of them.
What surprised Wang Zijia was that the clouds were originally floating about three meters away, but there were small marshmallow-like steps extending down.
It looks very exquisite!
"Please!" Shi Wanquan saluted Wang Zijia and signaled Wang Zijia to ascend the clouds.
Wang Zijia bowed slightly and then stepped onto the stairs formed by the clouds.
It feels good to the touch, very soft, but does not sink, as if you are stepping on some high-end carpet.
The two of them climbed onto the white cloud one after another. Driven by Shi Wanquan, the cloud turned into a stream of light and flew towards the seven peaks of the inner gate.
"Is this cloud climbing? Spiritual weapon level ones are rare!" Wang Zijia looked at the clouds in the sky for a moment and asked.
"This is Teng Yun!" Shi Wanquan replied calmly.
Wang Zijia raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Isn't Teng Yun a standard magic weapon bestowed by the sect on the Lord God?"
Wanyuzong's standard aircraft is mainly cloud-based.
When promoted to Foundation Establishment, one of the benefits you can receive includes a flying magic weapon to climb the clouds.
Going further up, one needs the Infant God to be given a Teng Yun, which is also one of the few standard magic weapons in the sect.
"There are also failures in refining magic weapons, but most of the Teng Yun who failed will not leak out." Shi Wanquan replied.
Wang Zijia suddenly understood for a moment that this was probably some kind of way to pluck wool.
It’s not public information, but it’s a common practice?
······
Without further words, the two of them flew towards the Seven Peaks on Soaring Clouds.
Teng Yun, who failed to refine a magic weapon and was forced to become a top-quality magic weapon, obviously flies much faster than Wang Zijia's blood demon jade shuttle. After all, the jade shuttle is now a primary spiritual weapon.
Therefore, in less than half a quarter of an hour, the two of them passed through the protective formation and headed straight towards the foot of the main peak, Wanyu Peak.
The seven peaks are not lined up in a row, but appear to be like stars looming over the moon.
The three peaks of Wanyu Peak, Heritage Peak and Demon-Suppressing Peak are located inside, lined up.
The remaining four peaks guard the surrounding areas, forming the Seven Peaks of the Universe.
Wanyu Peak, as the main peak, is the tallest peak of the Seven Peaks and is also at the core of the Seven Peaks.
It has the only seventh-grade spiritual vein in this group of spiritual veins. Not only does it possess very strong spiritual power, but it is also said that fairy energy may be born within it!
As for historians, as a family of infant gods, there are currently two infant gods in the family, and their ancestral home is at the foot of the main peak.
Shi Wanquan led Wang Zijia to the Shijia Building Complex and headed towards a remote place.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wang Zijia always felt that... Shi Wanquan was a little cautious, trying not to attract anyone's attention.
They were going to die, not to be thieves. They shouldn't be at all!
Although he was a little confused, as the order taker, Wang Zijia just listened to the other party's arrangements honestly and did not ask any more questions.
(End of chapter)
