Chapter 241 Complaint
Wang Zijia quickly left Lu Qianrou's yard, clicked on the ID card, and checked the basic information of several people.
Then, he threw out the Blood Demon Jade Shuttle, which turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky.
He quickly left the Instrument Symbol Vein, and in half an hour, he passed through many buildings and came to a building complex under the Dao Court.
Dao Court, Wood Spirit Vein.
This vein has no iconic buildings, but the center of this vein is more attractive than most other veins.
Because the core of the Wood Spirit Vein is a spiritual tree, a fourth-grade spiritual apricot fruit tree. Every hundred years, this apricot tree will produce a batch of fourth-grade spiritual fruits, which is already a top-notch resource in the outer gate area.
Even the real people and elders who are mixed in the seven peaks of the inner gate will have their eyes on it. This reason alone has established the status of the Wood Spirit Vein.
And the style of the entire Wood Spirit Vein is closer to nature. It is the best greening vein among the many buildings in the outer gate veins.
The buildings below were all hidden in the woods, and many of the houses were special tree houses, or even grown from trees.
Wang Zijia floated in the air, looked around for a moment, and then followed the map to the core area of the wood spirit vein, next to the spirit apricot tree, in front of a verdant courtyard embedded in the woods.
"Haha, Wang Daozi really came to my humble home, what a rare guest! I thought Daozi looked down on me, a defeated general, and didn't want to associate with me!" As soon as Wang Zijia landed in front of the courtyard, Guo Minglang, who had been waiting for a long time after receiving the news, came out to greet him.
Compared with the aggressiveness during the competition, he was a little more free and easy at this moment, and didn't seem to hate Wang Zijia.
"Hello, Brother Guo!" Wang Zijia bowed to him.
As Guo Minglang approached, Wang Zijia really smelled a very faint fragrance, which was very light. If he hadn't paid special attention, plus the keen five senses of the Jijiu realm, he might not have smelled it.
His heart sank completely, and he was basically sure of his thoughts. It was definitely not a coincidence.
"It is a great honor for Wang Daozi to come to my humble home." Guo Minglang came to stand in front of Wang Zijia and said jokingly: "Does Daozi have any instructions?"
"I am here to confirm one thing! Now it has been confirmed. I have some urgent matters today, so I will not talk to you for more. I will come to apologize another day!" After saying that, Wang Zijia soared into the sky under Guo Minglang's surprised eyes.
After watching Wang Zijia leave, Guo Minglang was stunned for a long time, still confused, feeling very inexplicable. After a moment of hesitation, he took out his ID card, clicked on Lu Qianrou's contact information, and said: "Junior sister Lu, are you familiar with Wang Daozi?"
Among the people he knew, he only heard that Lu Qianrou and Wang Zijia were familiar with each other, and there was even a little scandal.
"He went to your place again?"
"Again?"
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Wang Zijia didn't have time to care about Guo Minglang's reaction. He flew to the bottom of the Seven Peaks with the Blood Demon Jade Shuttle. He took a detour along the way and visited two of the top 100 candidates.
One of them found the fragrance, and the other didn't. Even so, Wang Zijia felt a little heavy in his heart.
During the flight, he thought about who to find. This matter is definitely not a trivial matter, and it can't be delayed at all!
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At the foot of the Seven Peaks, the style of the coffin is extremely underworld.
In the center of the building complex, next to the iconic building of the upright coffin, Wang Zijia's escape light fell in front of a courtyard with a slightly more normal style.
"Disciple Wang Zijia has an urgent matter, come to see Uncle Yan, please let this spirit pass on the message!" Wang Zijia bowed to a delicate doll-like paper man in front of the courtyard gate and reported.
The eyes on the delicate makeup of the paper man moved, and then turned and entered the courtyard.
After a while, the other party came out again and motioned Wang Zijia to follow.
"Thank you!" Wang Zijia bowed to him and followed.
The courtyard is very large, surrounded by rockery and flowing water, and the greenery is also good, in the style of a Jiangnan courtyard. If it weren't for the blood-red lanterns in the courtyard in broad daylight, and the paper people walking around, it would be even better.
After a while, the paper man led Wang Zijia to a room like a study and motioned Wang Zijia to go in by himself.
Then he ignored Wang Zijia and turned to go out.
Wang Zijia took a deep breath, tidied up his manners, and said: "Wu Fu Mai Wang Zijia wants to see Uncle Yan!"
"The door is not closed, just come in!" A cold female voice came from the room.
Hearing this, Wang Zijia carefully pushed open the door and walked in.
The wooden room has a very classical layout, which occupies a large area and is similar in style to Wang Zijia's talisman making room. It is also a layout with bookshelves and desks on one side, a practice room on the other side, and a reception tea table in the middle.
At this moment, Yan Qimeng was sitting at the desk and looking at Wang Zijia. There were several books on the desk. Before Wang Zijia came in, he should have been comprehending something.
That's right, Wang Zijia thought about it and compared many options, and finally decided to find Yan Qimeng, the third-grade embalmer who had met him once before.
In addition to the fact that the other party was the one with the highest cultivation among the people Wang Zijia could meet and talk to directly, it was also because the other party was a third-grade embalmer.
Such an identity is already comparable to some low-level elders in the inner sect.
"At this time, why don't you hurry up to prepare for your disciple-taking and travel, and suddenly rush to me?" Yan Qimeng looked at Wang Zijia for a moment and said so. Obviously, the other party also paid attention to Wang Zijia.
After all, she personally brought him back. Although he didn't enter the tomb, he was still a disciple of the Sutra Library and belonged to the same faction.
"During this time, I found that many of my fellow disciples were using a very strange incense..." Wang Zijia didn't keep anyone in suspense and started reporting directly.
Yan Qimeng frowned as she listened to the words that sounded like daily affairs, but she didn't interrupt Wang Zijia's words and listened quietly.
"Because I don't like fragrance, I accidentally got a scent attached to me, so I used some absorbent spiritual soil to get rid of it. But I found out that I couldn't get rid of it. The unbelieving disciple studied it carefully."
"This study is not important. I was shocked to find that this fragrance is extremely difficult to get rid of. I paid attention and investigated. This investigation is not important. I was surprised to find that the popular spiritual fragrances are all used by the top 100 disciples in the competition."
"I was afraid that something was wrong, so I didn't dare to delay and went directly to my uncle to ask him to help me with some advice."
Yan Qimeng frowned, stood up and came to Wang Zijia, walked around Wang Zijia, frowned and said: "Third-grade Taoist incense: Thousands of Threads of Ghosts? You said that many people around you have this smell?"