Of the six remaining peaks, even the inheritance peak with the least number of people can still see the occasional disciples rising and falling in the mountains, and the lights are everywhere.
Between the jungle, the attic is vaguely visible, and the spiritual energy is lingering, giving it the appearance of a fairyland.
But Demon Suppression Peak is not like that. The entire mountain peak is like a primitive jungle. The vegetation is dense, and apart from some high-end medicinal fields that can be seen in many places, there are very few human traces.
The entire Demon Suppressing Peak has almost no connection with the outer sect. Even the inner sect's various courtyards only have some not-so-close connections with the House of Internal Affairs and the Temple of Law.
Apart from the independent peaks as a whole, there are very few disciples.
Therefore, the Demon Suppressing Peak and the Demon Suppressing Tower represent mystery and places of adventure in sect legends.
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With the guidance of the identity of the Anbu Hall Master on the identity card, Wang Zijia floated to the mountainside of Zhenmo Peak, a cliff canyon.
The entire canyon is not big, with a cold pool in the center. Except for the entrance on one side, there are cliffs on all sides, making it look a bit desolate.
"here?"
Wang Zijia looked at the directions on the ID card and then looked around, but found no entrance.
After hesitating for a moment, he did not activate the spiritual eye, but tried to activate the identity card.
The next moment, the light that guided him to this place flickered.
I saw the same flash of spiritual light on the cliff on the right, and a cave emerged.
"Why are ANBU so mysterious among all the inner sects of the sect?"
Wang Zijia looked at the entrance that suddenly appeared, and was slightly startled. Then he floated up and entered it.
The entrance is not too big, just like a natural cave, with a radius of two feet.
But as Wang Zijia went deeper, the surrounding space suddenly opened up, and it turned out to be a super large palace on the mountainside.
There are many stone chambers, and various caves and palaces are so complicated that Wang Zijia once suspected that the so-called ANBU main hall had hollowed out the mountainside of Demon Suppression Peak!
There should be a lot of people in the palace on the mountainside. Wang Zijia followed the instructions and met many passers-by.
Either he is naked like Wang Zijia, or he is wrapped up tightly.
Of course, those who are naked may have quietly disguised themselves like Wang Zijia at this moment.
Everyone had almost no intention of talking to each other, and they were passing each other in a hurry, and they seemed like strangers.
In the somewhat dim palace, I go my own way. The style is obviously completely different from the outer sect veins or the inner sect peaks.
Considering that he was an ANBU, Wang Zijia quickly accepted the style and ethos here.
Following the guidance of the identity card, he passed through various roads and palaces, and finally arrived at a strange hall in the center of the mountain.
This is the exclusive hall for newcomers to report. The interior is very empty. Except for a huge faceless statue in the center, there is nothing else.
The shape of the statue is also quite niche, it is a faceless man wearing fancy clothes. He was holding a strange dagger in his hand. He didn't look like a monk, but rather like a gangster.
Wang Zijia came to the statue, looked at it for a moment, bowed to it three times, and then said: "Disciple, come and report!"
Following Wang Zijia's words, the faceless statue suddenly came to life and turned into a young man.
But the gray stone sculpture still had no color difference. In the dim palace, the statue looked at Wang Zijia with its stone-beaded eyes, which looked very strange.
"Disciple has seen the faceless minister!" When the statue came to life, Wang Zijia greeted him again.
Anbu minister, code name: Faceless, unknown name, unknown path number, unknown cultivation level, unknown age.
Well... Wang Zijia only knows one code name so far, which is considered to know a lot.
After all, in the sect, not to mention the disciples of the outer sect, even the real people in the inner sect, there are many who think that the secret guard of the sect is just a rumor!
Just like the legend of the 'Dragon Group' in the previous life!
The statue looked at Wang Zijia for a moment and said nothing. Turning his hand, the stones in his hand condensed, and a gray talisman emerged. Also condensed was a stone lamp.
The stone lamp is very simple, just like an ordinary oil lamp. There is a rock wick in the mouth of the tall bowl, and the whole body is the gray color of the rock.
Wu Mian pushed the stone lamp first, and the stone lamp floated in front of Wang Zijia.
"This is this?" Wang Zijia looked at the stone lamp and asked doubtfully.
The faceless statue didn't know if it was a clone or a puppet, but it said with a dull expression:
"The Spirit General Lamp can be ignited by providing a ray of essence and blood, a spiritual thought, a ray of essence, or a ray of mana."
"Essence, blood, spiritual thoughts are used as guidance, and there are some soul lamp effects to determine your life or death. Essence and mana only have the basic effect of calling for help. That is, in an emergency, you can call on the Ministry of Spirit Generals for support."
"No contribution is required to light the lamp for the first time, and subsequent ignitions require contributions. Every time a request for support is made, the lamp will be extinguished, and contributions must be spent to relight it, and the last support contribution must be paid."
When Wang Zijia heard this, he directly threw a wisp of mana into it.
"puff!"
The stone lamp suddenly burned without oil, and the illusory flame was like a phantom, with no temperature at all and only weak fluorescence.
At the same time, Wang Zijia felt that he had a certain aura connection with this lamp.
After sensing the sea of consciousness and not finding any strange weights, Wang Zijia was quietly relieved.
The statue Faceless waved his hand and put away the stone lantern.
"Every secret guard needs to give himself a code name, and you, as the hall leader, are even more so. Do you have any ideas?" Sculpture Faceless held the remaining command talisman and looked at Wang Zijia. .
Wang Zijia pondered for a moment and said, "Devil boy!"
Following Wang Zijia's words, the engraving of the word "Devil Boy" quickly appeared on the token in Sculpture Faceless's hand.
At the same time, the gray stone order quickly turned into the color of black iron, and there was a faint flicker of light as the runes flickered.
The token is about the size of a palm, and the overall structure presents a spliced structure of triangles and rectangles.
The color of the black iron is densely covered with patterns, with the word "Devil Boy" engraved on one side and a large dark letter on the other.
When the token completed its transformation, the statue Faceless threw the token to Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia looked at the token floating in front of him and reached out to take it.
"From today onwards, for all ANBU-related matters, please do not use your sect identity card. Use this secret order."
"In the ANBU, there is only the Hall Master: Demon Boy, and there is no more Daozi of the Sutra Pavilion. In the sect, the Demon Boy is the Daozi of the Sutra Pavilion, and the Daozi of the Sutra Pavilion is the Daozi of the Sutra Pavilion."
"This order has the same effect as an ID card, and some permissions are even greater. For example, personnel query permissions, you already have most of the access permissions, etc."
"As for your mission, it has been assigned. You can contact the relevant subordinates and discuss the departure itinerary yourself."
When Wang Zijia looked at the token, the statue said without a face, "Do you still have any questions?"
Wang Zijia pondered for a moment and said, "The information I received before said that disciples can collect secret guards on their own?"
"If you don't want to register as a disciple, you can make your own decision. To become an official secret guard, you need to complete the registration and submit it for review. Your command talisman has the relevant permissions."
"Although there is no quota limit, generally speaking, every ten years, the first hundred lists submitted by the hall master will be reviewed with certain preferential treatment, and then the review will gradually become more stringent."
Wang Zijia nodded and continued to ask: "Can disciples send ANBU missions?"
"You can distribute it to your own hall. If you want to issue tasks to Anbu, you will be charged according to the difficulty of the task." Sculpture Faceless replied with the same expressionless face.
Wang Zijia asked further: "Is it also possible to collect infant spirit objects?"
"The principle is fine as long as it does not touch the fundamental laws of the sect, but whether someone can accept and complete it depends on your own mission attraction. In Anbu, contribution is everything, and there is nothing that cannot be measured by contribution."
Wang Zijia nodded, and with the information he had learned before, he already had a certain understanding of the so-called ANBU.
After pondering for a moment, he said: "Chu Jeff's body can be preserved, and it is best for subordinates to replace it."
The faceless statue did not speak immediately, but stood quietly for a moment, as if searching for something.
After a moment, he suddenly flipped his hand, and a palm-sized mini sarcophagus was thrown out, saying: "Here it is. Because of its special status, in case it is needed, it is not even buried at the moment, but after seven years, even if it is sealed If it’s intact, it’s probably hard to harvest anything.”
Wang Zijia said nonchalantly: "It's good to have a corpse!"
"But you still have questions?"
Wang Zijia shook his head and said, "No more!"
"Crack!"
As soon as Wang Zijia finished speaking, the sculpture returned to the stone sculpture state of the faceless knight.
Wang Zijia took a look, looked around the empty hall, turned and left.
The hall became quiet again, and the dim space was silent.
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Wang Zijia did not return the same way, but followed the ID card guidance and passed through the underground palaces again.
Finally, we walked out of a palace at the foot of Zhenmo Peak. According to the guide when we came out, there were hundreds of such exits!
As for the previous entrance, it should be the exclusive entrance for newcomers to report for the first time.
When I left the palace, I saw that it was actually the living area for the tower-guarding disciples of Demon Suppression Peak.
At this moment, Wang Zijia was among them, just like an ordinary disciple.
'It seems that the secrecy level of the secret guards of the sects is super high. That's right. If you want to hide it from each sect and prevent all kinds of counter-infiltration, you must first hide it from the general public. '
He quietly left the palaces, floated up, and looked back at the primitive Suppressing Demon Peak.
'Then from today on, the demon boy is not only a hidden disciple of the sect who is not recorded in the records, but also a registered ANBU hall master! It can be regarded as a formal transition from guerrilla farmers and soldiers to official personnel! '
Feeling slightly happy in his heart, Wang Zijia turned into a bloody stream of light and left the Demon Suppressing Peak.
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(End of chapter)
