Wang Zijia waved his hand, and the spiritual wind blew away the smoke and dust, and then he floated to the stone platform of the collapsed pagoda.
After checking for a while, I found that the big guys were really spotless. Except for bricks, they were just bricks, and there was no trace of spirituality left behind.
After standing there and thinking for a moment, Wang Zijia, who was fortunately fine, simply let go of his senses and searched the entire mountain gate treacherous area bit by bit.
After all, in such a large area, everyone was hasty at the time. Maybe something slipped through the net?
With this in mind, Wang Zijia began a careful search.
But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find anything spiritual at all. It was like a mundane ruin.
"This is too clean!"
Wang Zijia shook his head speechlessly and stopped doing useless work.
After observing for a moment, he finally flew towards the core pagoda.
He planned to go there and wait for the arrival of the guard team. After completing the handover, he would continue to the Changbao Enclave to start this twists and turns of the secret espionage mission.
When Wang Zijia floated to the core pagoda guarded by Faxin, the pagoda, like several other pagodas, had collapsed.
Floating to the stone forest square in front of the ruins, Wang Zijia, who was planning to enter meditation, was slightly stunned.
The entire pagoda is located on a square, but the square is not empty.
Instead, densely packed stone pillars stand.
The stone pillar is about human height and square below. It has an individual lighthouse shape on the top, and Buddhist lanterns can be placed inside.
The shape of a standard Buddhist lamp stone pillar.
It is foreseeable that in the past, lanterns would be lit here every night, and the stars would surround the pagoda. The swaying lights would look like stars all over the sky. The night scene should be pretty good.
As a place where the cultivators stayed for two full days, it is not an exaggeration to describe this place as being dug three feet into the ground.
No one had noticed anything unusual before, and Wang Zijia never expected to find anything out of place here!
But this weird thing happened to him!
I saw the area closest to the pagoda, close to the place where the bones of Dharma Faith Buddha collapsed. I don't know if it was hit by gravel. There was a lamp stone pillar that also fell with the pagoda.
The fallen lamp pillar naturally caught Wang Zijia's attention, and he looked at it subconsciously for a moment.
With this scan, I really found something.
With some surprise, Wang Zijia floated to the fallen stone pillar and waved it away.
At the bottom of the stone pillar, a mottled jade box appeared in front of you.
"This is······"
With a little surprise, Wang Zijia stretched out his hand to pick up the jade box.
But as soon as he touched the jade box, it couldn't bear it at all and collapsed and disappeared.
The contents of the box were also revealed.
That is a very strange jade bamboo flute whistle.
The bamboo flute is pure white, three to four inches, or about ten centimeters, in length. It has a sharp end with mouthparts and a thick end, which is obviously the sound-producing part.
At a glance, it looks like a bit ugly bamboo joint. When I looked at it again, I always felt that the shape was weird.
The pure white Polygonatum odorifera has no spiritual fluctuations, just like an ordinary decoration.
Even with his eyes flashing, there was still nothing unusual and no information coming out.
On the bamboo flute whistle, there seems to be a paragraph of text.
"I miss you so much, but you are buried in the earth...open the coffin, take out the bones, and make the utensils with you."
I originally read it with some expectation, but the more I read it, the more something felt wrong.
I finally understand why this shape is weird. Isn’t it just an elongated finger bone?
This is not a jade bamboo flute whistle, this is a bone whistle!
"You're so crazy!"
"Did all the emotional bald donkeys in Buddhism finally reveal their inner problems?"
Wang Zijia looked at the bone whistle in front of him and then at the surrounding stone forest, his eyes flashing.
'Is this the Stone Forest of Forgetting Love...'
Thoughts flashed, mana surged under his feet, and the whole square began to squirm.
"Dong dong..."
As the ground churned in the square, the lamp pillars collapsed one after another, but nothing more was found.
Wang Zijiabai had been looking forward to it for a long time. He thought that there was a bad fate buried and suppressed under every stone pillar!
After finding nothing else, Wang Zijia turned his attention to the bone whistle again.
Carefully studying the bone whistle in front of me, I tried all kinds of methods, but there was no feedback at all.
It seems...it is just an extremely ordinary bone whistle.
But even though Wang Zijia held it in his hand, he felt that there was nothing in his hand.
In the mind's perception, this thing does not exist like a phantom.
With such a gap, as long as Wang Zijia was not mentally retarded, he would know that this thing was definitely not an ordinary bone whistle.
Wang Zijia, who was unwilling to give up, made various attempts but failed to get any information.
In the end, even a wisp of mana flowed in, and it was as deep as mud, without any waves appearing.
"Blow it?"
Wang Zijia looked at the bone whistle in front of him and struggled for a long time.
In the end, he still couldn't resist the temptation. With his whole body tensed, he put the bone whistle to his mouth and blew it cautiously for a moment.
"puff······"
"Squib?"
Looking at the bone whistle, Wang Zijia's tense nerves relaxed a lot.
Blow harder again.
"puff!"
Still no sound came out, it seemed like it was indeed a mute whistle.
······
After researching for a long time, I still can't figure out the reason.
Looking at the bone whistle, except that it would disappear without a trace when mana was input, there was no other reaction or movement. Wang Zijia had a guess.
However, when he tried to input half of the mana, the bone whistle showed no change at all, and even the surface spirituality did not recover.
In the end, I had no choice but to put it away temporarily.
Then Wang Zijia floated out again and began a carpet search. On the one hand, it was really because I had gained something, and I wanted to see if I could find anything else.
On the other side, of course, there are traces of manufacturing!
He dug three feet into the core of Tallinn. What do you think of the people who come to hand over the guard in a few days?
Three days were spent in Wang Zijia's search and stop, but nothing was gained.
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Wanyuzong, White Peach Peak, in the underground base.
A human paper figure escaped from an anchor point magic weapon. The magic weapon expanded rapidly, the human skin covered the body, and a complete Wang Zijia condensed out.
In every aspect, he is no different from a real person, almost like an incarnation!
Because a big news had just been made, Wang Zijia did not dare to directly drill out of the sea of consciousness of the disciples of Qifeng.
If you are discovered, something big may not happen, but you should be cautious if you can avoid it.
After checking the underground base and finding that everything was running in an orderly manner and no problems occurred, Wang Zijia left the base.
It was already noon at this time, and since he had not been notified in advance that he would 'leave the customs', and no one was waiting for him, there was no one in the yard.
Except for the seven trees that are still blooming around, the peach forest and sea of flowers have also withered and begun to bear fruit.
Wang Zijia glanced around the Baitaoyuan, which had not changed much.
[Preaching Building: Hello, Prince Daozi, you have a special reward that you need to go to the Mission Building in person to find Zhang Decheng to receive it. If you have any questions, you can also go and ask. 】
As soon as he took out the identity order, he received such a message. It was actually sent yesterday, but he was digging the ground yesterday and didn't return it, so he didn't receive it.
Wang Zijia no longer delayed, floated up, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards the seven peaks.
During the flight, Wang Zijia frowned slightly. Why did the atmosphere in the clan feel a bit solemn?
······
Seven Peaks, at the foot of the Heritage Peak, in the Tianwen Tower.
Wang Zijia found Zhang Xiumin with familiarity, bowed to her respectfully, and said with a smile: "I've met senior sister!"
I don't know if she was notified or received news and knew what Wang Zijia had done three days ago. Zhang Xiumin didn't say anything to Wang Zijia this time.
Instead, she looked at him carefully for a moment and then replied: "Ancestor is in the study, just let you go by yourself, no notification is needed."
"Thank you, senior sister!" Wang Zijia saluted, then turned and left, heading towards the eighth floor.
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The eighth floor of Tianwen Tower.
"Disciple has met the original poster!" Wang Zijia came to the study and bowed respectfully to Zhang Decheng.
"It's your boy!"
After Zhang Decheng saw Wang Zijia, he stopped what he was doing, stood up with a smile on his face, and came to the middle of the room, where the coffee table was for guests.
Wang Zijia followed honestly.
Zhang Decheng turned over his hands and took out a can of spiritual tea, then stretched out his hand and said to Wang Zijia: "Sit down."
Just as Wang Zijia was about to reply, Zhang Decheng seemed to know that he was going to stand. He raised the tea can in his hand with a smile and said:
"The fifth-grade enlightenment tea was given to me by the master yesterday. If you don't want to try it, just keep drinking it."
Wang Zijia made a move, and when his words came to his lips, he turned into, "Then it's better for me to be respectful than to obey my orders!"
After saying that, he decisively sat down opposite Zhang Decheng, calmly and without much restraint, and said: "Master, may I help you a little?"
"Forget it, I only have one can. If you take it away later, I will be gone!" Zhang Decheng replied.
Wang Zijia's smile froze slightly and said, "Look at what you said, Master, how can this disciple be so ignorant?"
Zhang Decheng nodded seriously and said: "Are you still less shameless? I really don't understand how a good disciple who has been in the lower world for hundreds of years can become such a bad character."
"When the Qinglian Realm is anchored, we need to straighten out the atmosphere. Don't bring down all the disciples in the lower realm."
Wang Zijia: "······"
'I don't think you are an honest person. You are just a phoenix chick at most. How dare you talk about me, a crouching dragon? '
He was complaining a little in his heart, but he couldn't answer the question on his face, so he could only smile in reply. The youthfulness on his handsome face had not completely faded away, and he looked very innocent.
"How's it going over there? Is there any movement?" Seeing this, Zhang Decheng changed the topic while making tea.
Wang Zijia watched his movements and replied with a smile: "Apart from the fact that the disciple turned over a lot of ground in the past three days, there was not much movement."
Zhang Decheng shook his hand while making tea and almost spilled it.
He was a man of self-restraint, and when he heard Wang Zijia speak such words calmly and calmly as if nothing had happened, he almost couldn't hold himself back.
(End of chapter)
