Chapter 382: Throwing People into the Battlefield

Chapter 382: Throwing People into the Battlefield

Wang Zijia listened to the familiar chatter around him, thoughts flashing in his mind. Occasionally add a few words to guide the direction of the conversation.

After chatting for more than a quarter of an hour, everyone exchanged resources again, and then started chatting in small groups again.

Wang Zijia found Gu Xuefeng, and what was rare was that Lu Qianrou also came.

"I've met the king's pulse master!"

"I've met Uncle Wang!"

Even though they had a good relationship with Wang Zijia before, they still gave Wang Zijia a courtesy.

Wang Zijia shook his head and said: "I originally wanted to invite you to come to Baitao Peak in half a month to participate in the pulse opening ceremony, but now it seems that you are going to be related to someone?"

"Come on, why don't you come, let's do our own thing." Guo Minglang suddenly jumped in and said.

"Where are you two?" Wang Zijia looked at Gu Xuefeng and Lu Qianrou.

"Is there any reason why I shouldn't come to the King's Pulse Master's invitation?" Gu Xuefeng said as he returned to his usual bad self.

Lu Qianrou was cold-tempered and a bit old-fashioned. He still maintained a slight respect and said: "Don't dare to disobey me!"

After all, Wang Zijia is a real person with Qi Fumai, so she probably feels that it is not appropriate to maintain the same attitude as before.

"Then it's settled!" Wang Zijia said nonchalantly.

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Immediately, everyone chatted for a long time, but Wang Zijia clearly felt that everyone was more worried and no longer so casual.

Facts have proved that even these geniuses will have some scruples if they meet real people in daily life and the difference in cultivation is huge. The difference is just a small amount.

It also made Wang Zijia clearly realize that it was time for him to change his social circle.

It can be regarded as a disadvantage of rapidly improving one's cultivation level. People slowly improve themselves over hundreds of years, and there is always an inner circle that maintains them.

And he... was kicked out by his own inner circle today.

Probably: 'You have been kicked out of the group chat, please join another group! ’

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Wang Zijia stayed around for another quarter of an hour before exiting the Taoist illusion.

After thinking for a moment, his mind moved, and Zong Fu Zhao appeared in front of him. After Wang Zijia sent two messages, he ignored them.

Turning his hand to touch the pages of the blood jade book, he reached out and tapped the book, and pages of drawing paper were spit out from the book. Various second- and third-grade spiritual objects were drawn on the drawing paper.

Most of them came from decades of cultivation at several peaks of the Demon Suppression Sect, as well as a wave of raids on forbidden warehouses before ascension.

There are also quite a few who come from various factions.

Of course it's not the kind of thing you do when searching for the aura of spiritual objects. In this regard, Wang Zijia's reputation has always been online.

But it comes from... giving gifts!

That's right, there are at least one-fifth of the spiritual objects in it. The gifts from various factions in his Ascension Ceremony are all top quality!

But in the Nether, these things can be valuable. But in the Demon-Suppressing Sect, for second- and third-grade spiritual objects, he is at the stall level.

At most, they are only top-notch products among street stalls, and there are only a few of them. They can probably reach the level of being sold in various street shops.

After preliminary classification of a large number of spiritual objects, Wang Zijia looked at the time and saw that it was almost late at night.

Without any further delay, with a thought, the book put away the pages filled with drawings, and was carried away by a human skin figure, disappearing into the practice room.

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In the suburbs of Royal Beast Vein, mass graves and cemeteries, and small courtyards that are no longer too deserted.

The deep white moonlight fell, casting the shadow of the tall tree in the courtyard on the three small tombs. Several crows stood on the branches, tilting their heads and looking at the people in the courtyard with their blood-red eyes.

Jiang Mingda, who had returned to the clan for several months, and Min Xin, who had been living in silence for half a year, were waiting quietly in the courtyard.

In addition to the two people, there is also Gou Hongyuan, the master of the secondary essence bloodline, and several others.

All the leaders of the groups who used to be members of the ghost hall were now recruited as shadows. Except for Concubine Barlow, who once wanted to take over the ghost's transformation, they were all here.

Everyone stood quietly in the courtyard without any conversation. They were all thinking absentmindedly about what they were called to do again today.

Time passed unconsciously, and when it was almost midnight, several people's expressions changed.

I saw an old Taoist with a stooped figure and an old face emerging from the courtyard extremely unexpectedly.

"I've met the Demon Boy Master...Uncle Master!"

"I've met Uncle Demon Boy!"

When several people saw the sudden appearance of the old demon boy, they were startled at first, and then they all bowed to him.

"Congratulations to Uncle Master for gathering the true seed and becoming a true man!"

Immediately afterwards, someone else immediately congratulated.

The demon boy nodded calmly and said, "It's just that I gained something from the battlefield!"

When several people heard this, they were all shocked.

The demon boy looked around at a few people and kept his temper. Without any nonsense, he went straight to the topic and said:

"I called you here today to inform you that the silence is over and each group will start collecting the bodies again."

"Yes, follow Master Uncle's decree!" All the disciples responded in unison.

The old demon boy looked at everyone and added: "But there is no need to hang out with the law enforcement team anymore. Starting from tomorrow, all the peak-level boys in each team will be assigned to the combat exorcism team to receive battlefield tasks and be responsible for cleaning up the battlefield."

Everyone was shocked, and then relaxed slightly, but Gou Hongyuan frowned and said: "Uncle Demon Boy, it is easy to accept battlefield tasks now, but cleaning up the battlefield requires large-scale acquisition..." ···”

At this point, he did not continue to speak, and there was no need to continue.

The old Taoist Mo Tong glanced at everyone and said, "I'm not asking you to go to the front-line logistics team to clean up the spoils. It's too difficult to fill such a team, and it's difficult for the Divine Lords to take over on a large scale."

"But after the front-line logistics team loots, the team that carries corpses, purifies, digs pits and floods, etc., at this time, you can go to the task hall to accept it yourself without any problem."

Because most of the methods of magic cultivation have various pollutions, especially the pollution methods of evil seeds are the most common, the corpses must be handled, and large-scale incineration will cause the pollution to spread in the air, and the consequences will be more serious.

Therefore, it must be handled, and after being looted, there is no oil and water, and there is also the risk of being polluted. Combined with other factors, now that this mandatory task has not yet been opened, this kind of work is the best time to get it.

When the two sects really fight to the stage of issuing mandatory tasks, this kind of work will be difficult to get.

Everyone heard it and suddenly realized it. All of them bowed and said, "Disciples, we understand!"

The old Taoist Mo Tong added, "Remember to accept the mission in the form of a team, so that it is convenient to control the entire team. After the mission is returned, you can still follow the previous rules and submit the corpse at the beginning of every ten days."

"Although there is almost no benefit in dealing with corpses and there is little attention, considering the uncertainty of the battlefield, this time does not need to be strictly followed, and you can submit it at any time!"

"Disciples, we have noted it!" Everyone agreed.

"Then go down and do your work, and Xue Ling and Hei Hu will stay." The old Taoist Mo Tong looked at everyone and said so.

"Obey the law!" All the shadows bowed and disappeared.

The deputy vein masters of the Jingxue vein, Gou Hongyuan and Min Xin, were all stunned. They didn't know what was going on, and waited for orders honestly.

The Taoist Master Mo Tong first looked at Hei Hu Min Xin and said, "How is your low-level sales channel going?"

Hei Hu Min Xin breathed a sigh of relief and immediately reported respectfully, "To reply to Master Mo Tong, during this period, the entire Ghost Spirit Dark Hall has returned to the sect to remain silent."

"Therefore, with the addition of low-level disciples from various groups, more than ten veins have been included, and a large trading circle has been formed."

"The core members of the circle are almost all shadow disciples who rely on hidden vein summons to communicate and trade."

"And in this process, no fees were charged, so many ordinary disciples of the sect were contacted, and many wanted to join the core circle!"

At this point, he carefully glanced at the Taoist Master Mo Tong and said, "Master Mo Tong, are we qualified to accept people?"

The Taoist Master Mo Tong glanced at him and said, "You Only under special circumstances can they enter the Shadow. Most of the collection of all Shadow personnel is not normal. "

"As for the review and collection of normal hidden vein disciples, it is not my responsibility, and someone else is responsible for it."

"You just need to develop your trading circle. If you really have that ability, you can create a big circle like the family alliance in the circle of low-level disciples. I will personally commend you."

Heihu Minxin heard this and smiled bitterly: "Master uncle really thinks highly of his disciples!"

The old Taoist of Demon Child did not continue to talk to him, but looked at Gou Hongyuan, the deputy vein master of the Jingxue Vein, and said:

"You don't have to lead the team to the battlefield. With your status, it's okay to go to the battlefield, but it's too conspicuous to go to collect corpses. From now on, you and Heihu will be mainly responsible for the affairs of the trading circle."

"Yes!" Gou Hongyuan replied immediately.

The old Taoist of Demon Child looked at Gou Hongyuan, one of the strongest people left in the Ghost Spirit Dark Hall.

Name: Gou Hongyuan

Cultivation: [Jijiu] Late Stage

Daoist Practice: 300 Years (2 million/2 million)

Daoist Foundation: Blood Spirit (Grade 5)

Kung Fu: Wanyu Code (True Person Chapter)

Magic Gate: Blood Spirit Blood Control Method...

He deliberately showed a hesitant expression and said, "Recently, many people in the veins have gone to the battlefield, and there are many low-level items to deal with. If you do well, I can give you a chance to be a true person."

Gou Hongyuan suddenly raised his head, looking at the old Taoist Mo Tong with frighteningly bright eyes. The reason why he was tricked into the Ghost Spirit Dark Hall and served it for more than a hundred years was not to make further progress in his cultivation!

"Really?" Gou Hongyuan said subconsciously.

"Heh!" The old Taoist of Demon Child showed a mocking expression and said, "You are such a guilty person, do I need to paint a rosy picture for you to amuse myself? Are you bored?"

After Gou Hongyuan spoke, he realized his loss of composure and said in a panic, "The disciple was too excited and lost his composure. I hope Uncle Master will forgive me!"

"Forget it, do your best." The old Taoist of Demon Child glanced at him and said calmly, "When you really touch the upper vein, you will understand what the resources of the hidden vein are like."