An Xingsheng held the notebook and flipped through it while saying, "Last night the law enforcement team and the Law Hall arrested at least tens of thousands of outer disciples."
"Among them, there were more than 3,700 cases where those who directly resisted the arrests and were confirmed to be demon cultivators during the battle, but the specific data of those suspected to be demon cultivators is unknown."
"Early in the morning, His Royal Highness the Law issued a notice, asking each lineage to be on guard against the evil spies of the Demon Sect who may cause evil debts and create chaos. In particular, each lineage's pulse-suppressing magic weapon is required to be blocked for a period of time, or to be strictly scrutinized for entry and exit."
"There was a secret agent trying to protect the sect's formation last night?" Wang Zijia said with a slightly stern expression. Each pulse-suppressing building is a magical weapon and the base of the sect-protecting formation.
This is the wealth that Wanyu has accumulated bit by bit after countless years of opening up his pulse!
"I don't know about this disciple. I haven't received any news in this regard yet. I just received this notification." An Xingsheng closed the notebook and replied.
"There's nothing big going on in our veins, right?" Wang Zijia asked confirmingly.
"No, even the secret spy caught yesterday is only suspected, not confirmed." An Xingsheng shook his head.
"Okay, pay more attention during this period of time. As for the area where the pulse-suppressing magic weapon belongs, just seal it off. Anyway, there is enough space in the pulse now." Wang Zijia pondered for a moment and said.
"Disciple understands!"
"I will be in seclusion for a while recently. You can handle most things with Feifei." Wang Zijia looked at the information and changed the topic without raising his head.
An Xingsheng paused for a moment before saying, "Okay, disciple, I'll note it down!"
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Wang Zijia explained some more things before An Xingsheng withdrew.
He flipped through the various information in his hand and frowned.
The outer gate is so large that it has become a country. The current situation may be a bit chaotic in the short term.
The fight between the big hair and the two hair in the previous life is the best example. No matter how strict the management is and the size is, there will always be chaos.
And once the Bone Soul Temple has finished dealing with yesterday’s matter, there’s no telling what the reaction will be!
Thinking of this, Wang Zijia clearly realized that during the recent period, the outer sect of the sect might be the most chaotic, a place of right and wrong.
After pondering for a moment, he stood up decisively, jumped out of the window, turned into a bloody stream of light, and flew towards the seven peaks.
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The inheritance peak, the area under the mountain, the headquarters of the inheritance line, and the Tianwen Tower area.
Wang Zijia floated down from the landing area, passed through the palaces, entered the Tianwen Tower with familiarity, and came to Zhang Xiumin's office.
"I've met senior sister!" Wang Zijia stepped forward with a smile and said hello.
"Why is it you again?" Zhang Xiumin asked as she looked at Wang Zijia who came to the door again.
Wang Zijia: "······"
"If I have something to do with the host, I would like to ask my senior sister to pass it on to you!" Wang Zijia said with an apologetic smile.
"You know that our ancestor is the owner of the preaching building, right?" Zhang Xiumin asked.
Wang Zijia smiled and nodded.
"Then why do you come to the ancestor all day long instead of going to the person in charge of the outer sect when you have something to do? If you go to the ancestor for all the big things, will this mission building still be able to survive?"
"You have come here three times in the past few days, and Uncle Ying Shen is not as diligent as you are. You really don't regard Master Yuanshen as the Lord of God!" Zhang Xiumin glared at Wang Zijia and said angrily.
"That..." Wang Zijia said hesitantly: "The person in charge of the outer sect should not be able to solve the disciple's matter!"
Zhang Xiumin looked at Wang Zijia for a long time before saying, "Wait!"
"Okay, senior sister!" Wang Zijia said with a smile.
Zhang Xiumin stood up and left the room, while Wang Zijia sat in the room and waited.
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For a moment, Zhang Decheng was in Zhang Decheng's ordinary study room on the eighth floor of Tianwen Tower.
"Disciple has met the original poster!" Wang Zijia said respectfully.
Zhang Decheng was much more enthusiastic than Zhang Xiumin. He looked at Wang Zijia up and down with a smile and said with approval:
"Yesterday, I performed well. I have deep moral character, great talent, and even better understanding."
"It seems that you have good talents whether it is preaching, burial, or even inheritance teacher. You should be a disciple of our Sutra Pavilion!"
"It's the host who taught me well!" Wang Zijia also showed a bright smile and said with innocence on his face.
"Okay, put it away. You are a hundred years old, but you really think you are a young boy here to act cute and behave!" Zhang Decheng said angrily.
'I'm really not a weakling yet! '
Wang Zijia's expression froze slightly, he put away his childish look and returned to normal.
"Tell me, come to the old man again. What can I do for you? The outer door can't do it for you?" Zhang Decheng asked.
Wang Zijia spoke for a moment and said, "Have you completed the reward calculation for yesterday's mission?"
"That's it?" Zhang Decheng frowned.
"I want to say, disciple, can I not want yesterday's reward?" Wang Zijia said again for a moment.
Zhang Decheng did not frown and said, "What do you want?"
Seeing that the other party understood what he meant, Wang Zijia did not do any testing, and said directly: "If you want to apply for the secret spy mission reward in advance, you can just receive the Infant God Chapter in advance."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Decheng actually stood up and began to look at Wang Zijia seriously.
For a moment, he didn't seem to notice anything, and then a light flashed in his eyes.
"Crack!"
The next moment, a sense of voyeurism hit Wang Zijia, and ceramic-like cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of Wang Zijia's body. They spread for a moment and then stopped immediately.
"Um?"
"Owner?"
Wang Zijia looked at Zhang Decheng with confusion, while Zhang Decheng looked embarrassed. He changed the subject somewhat abruptly:
"How come you have learned so many stealth techniques and are still so partial to it? Is this clay shape-shifting?"
Wang Zijia opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer, so he simply didn't answer.
The two were silent for a moment, staring at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
After a while, Zhang Decheng suddenly said: "By the way, how many years have you been in the lower world? Your information just said "a hundred years wasted", and there is no specific information."
"More than a hundred years!" Wang Zijia replied.
After Zhang Decheng heard this, he didn't ask any more questions. As if meeting Wang Zijia for the first time, he suddenly changed the subject again and said: "You don't want to squat in the enclave for a hundred or two hundred years before coming back, do you?"
"Uh, what does the poster mean?" Wang Zijia asked in confusion.
"Then you learned the skills in advance?" Zhang Decheng changed his previous calm attitude and asked in a different direction.
"The disciple just thinks that it is better to get familiar with it in advance than to learn the technique after he needs to be promoted, right?" Wang Zijia gave an excuse that was not very convincing.
Zhang Decheng said with a surprised look on his face: "Is that so? Really?!"
After pondering for a moment, he suddenly changed the topic again and said: "After you have collected your things, do you want to leave early again?"
After getting along with each other several times, Wang Zijia has somewhat figured out Zhang Decheng's questioning routine that touches the east and west, but the core remains unchanged.
There was no trace of panic or confusion. Instead, he looked reminded and said, "Um...can I still go in advance?"
Zhang Decheng was stunned by Wang Zijia's question and almost failed. After a while he said:
"Okay, let me give you some comments on the skills. The Yingshen Skills are really not easy to do casually."
"As for the mission, your 'cheap son' hitchhiked back yesterday. You don't need to wait another half month. You can leave at any time."
"Uh..." Wang Zijia also choked and said after a while: "Disciple, I understand. If there is nothing else, I will go down first!"
"Be careful when you go out. The enclave is not a paradise. It's a mess." Zhang Decheng warned softly like a kind elder.
"Disciple knows, thank you for your concern, Master." Wang Zijia replied.
"Okay, let's get down!" Zhang Decheng waved his hand to see the guest off.
Wang Zijia bowed to him and quietly withdrew.
Zhang Decheng watched Wang Zijia leave. After a moment, he suddenly clicked on his ID card, used his authority, and retrieved all Wang Zijia's information one by one, and checked it carefully.
"It's interesting. It's been two and a half years since I started, and most of the specific information is self-reported, but I've become a real person. Are you still looking for a baby spirit?"
"Among the group of disciples in the sect who like to hide things and keep something secret at all times, it is typical for information to be fake like this!"
After checking for a while, he suddenly sent a message.
After a moment, Zhang Xiumin hurried in and said, "Ancestor, are you looking for me?"
"Go to the main pavilion and send a message to the pavilion master, asking if our missionary building can start the selection mechanism for the next generation of building owners?" Zhang Decheng ordered.
Zhang Xiumin raised her head in astonishment and said, "Ancestor, do you want to give up your career again and go to the main pavilion to retire?"
Zhang Decheng glared at Zhang Xiumin angrily and said: "No big or small, what are you talking about? I'm looking for the young poster!"
Zhang Xiumin rolled her eyes and said: "Ancestor, the Pavilion Master has explained before that in the past two hundred years, the inheritance, preaching, and burial on the third floor must have a real Yuanshen in charge. Don't waste your efforts."
"Just go."
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Wang Zijia left Tianwen Tower and breathed a long sigh of relief. He looked up at the eighth floor, then turned and left.
[Notice: Hello, Daozi Wangzijia, because the owner of the Mission Building has adjusted your mission reward yesterday, your mission reward has been modified to: Merit +10, and the remaining additional rewards are specially issued. Please go to the Sutra Pavilion to apply for it. 】
Before I even walked to the group of palaces to which Tianwen Tower belonged, a notice of change in mission rewards was sent on my identity card.
Wang Zijia looked at the message with a happy face, then floated up and went to the Sutra Pavilion to receive a copy of "The Code of the Universe: Infant God Chapter".
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Wang Zijia then left Heritage Peak but did not go home. Instead, he passed through Wanyu Peak at the core and came to Demon Suppression Peak on the other side.
Floating in the air, looking forward.
The Demon Suppressing Peak is similar to the Heritage Peak. It is also like a pillar of heaven, majestic and majestic.
And this peak is considered the most special one among the seven peaks.
(End of chapter)
