Chapter 385: First entry into the sect's high-end place: Immortal God Fantasy Land
Similar to being in the wild, you need to use a satellite phone to get a signal!
After all, the sect is still in the LAN era, relying entirely on the sect protection formation. It is unknown how many years it will take for the sects to be connected to the ‘net’, the public network of the Zhenling Domain, etc.
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Wang Zijia looked around the square while thinking.
This place is like an ancient market, where everyone can set up stalls at will, because it is an illusion, and automatic stalls can be made.
Many people gathered in groups of three or five to chat, or they could enter the palace on the edge of the square, where there are independent illusion rooms for small circle gatherings.
It is a combination of the Dao Seed Illusion and the previous peripheral family alliance trading platform functions.
No, it should be said that the other two places are imitated from here.
There is even an identity hiding function here, but most of them are not used. Anyway, almost everyone knows each other, and they come here not to sell things, but to expand the circle.
"Weak crown Taoist?"
"Weak crown real person?"
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As soon as Wang Zijia entered the market-like square, someone around him recognized him.
Wang Zijia: "..."
Being on the hot search because of outstanding talent is a good thing, but why can't you give him a better name!
This "weak crown real person"... is really speechless!
Wang Zijia was MMP in his heart, but he showed a warm smile on his face and said: "Hello, Senior Brother Wen, Hello, Senior Sister Jingjing!"
Although there are tens of thousands of real person cultivators in the sect, Wang Zijia has deliberately memorized the basic information of most people, so he can also greet strangers skillfully.
Most people are not familiar with him, so even if they are curious, most of them can only chat roughly.
Wang Zijia dealt with it while strolling around the square.
He found that the various stalls with or without people in the square were at least the more precious things in the real person level.
This is still under the premise that they have their own small circles, and the treasures are generally not here.
This square is mainly for the disciples of the sect to have a channel to get to know each other and give everyone the opportunity to establish a small circle.
Setting up a stall is just to expand the business. After all, a real person cultivator has some status in the sect. In the small sects outside, they can become immortals and ancestors. If they really need to deal with some things, there must be people to help.
"Hello, Uncle Baiyue!"
"Hello, Uncle Wenling!"
Wang Zijia had just walked around for a while when he saw many brothers and sisters in the center of the square, greeting the two newly condensed figures.
Two gods appeared. While they were talking, they casually nodded to the disciples around them to show their response.
Under the gaze of the disciples, they passed through the square where everyone was, and disappeared into the palace behind the square.
After the two disappeared, the disciples returned to normal, as if they were accustomed to it.
Wang Zijia wandered around and got familiar with some unfamiliar brothers and sisters around him.
As a newcomer who had just arrived here, he had not had many social circles at the level of real people because his practice was improved too quickly before, so most of the brothers and sisters were unfamiliar to him.
During Wang Zijia's familiarity, from time to time, there were groups of brothers and sisters entering the palace behind the square and disappearing.
After getting familiar with the place for more than half an hour, Yan Qimeng finally appeared in front of Wang Zijia.
"Sister Yan, you are finally here!"
Wang Zijia showed a youthful smile that he had not shown for a long time, and with his handsome face, he looked like a legendary top-grade puppy.
Yan Qimeng was no longer as reserved as before, but said in a very friendly way: "How is it, are you familiar with it?"
Wang Zijia shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Sister, you also know that because of my lower world, the entire sect's social circle has stayed in the illusion of Dao seeds. Now, all the brothers and sisters have stopped at the basic information of the sect."
"It's okay, come and take a look when you have time, and you will be familiar with everything." Yan Qimeng casually said to Wang Zijia: "Let's go, sister will take you to the circle of our faction."
Wang Zijia immediately followed after hearing this.
As the two talked, they crossed the square and came to the palace area behind the square.
As he stepped into a palace, Wang Zijia felt the fluctuation of the magic again.
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When he came to his senses, he had changed places.
From the crowded square, he came to a garden with rockery and flowing water.
The surroundings looked very elegant, just like a garden commonly used in ancient garden poetry parties.
In the center of the garden, the core area surrounded by rockery and flowing water, there is a huge octagonal pavilion similar to the Taoist illusion.
There are no walls on all four sides, and several carved jade pillars stand. Because the pavilion is relatively large, the octagonal pavilion looks a bit like a hall.
At this moment, there are already many people in the octagonal pavilion discussing something.
What Wang Zijia finds strange is that this is obviously an illusion, but... the surrounding scenery gives him a very real feeling.
"Everyone, look who I brought here!"
Yan Qimeng brought Wang Zijia with her. When Wang Zijia was looking at the illusion in confusion, she had already passed through the winding gravel road and came to the crowd, shouting like asking for credit.
There were already dozens of people in the pavilion. When they heard Yan Qimeng's words, they all looked over.
"Haha, it turns out that the young Taoist is here!"
"Master Wang, hurry up, everyone was just talking about you!"
"Yes, let me tell you about your experience in the Qinglian Realm. It is not uncommon to go to the lower realm. But in the small world, there are not many people who have experienced changes in cultivation like you."
"No, there are a lot of people who say that it is good to regress without cultivation. They call the world below a barren one, as if they were sent to a marriage!"
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Wang Zijia was surrounded by a group of senior brothers and sisters, and they started talking enthusiastically.
Among these people, Wang Zijia actually found many acquaintances!
Gu Yuebai, the director of the dormitory, Gu Wenhe, who worked in the Feisheng Palace, and Luo Cheng, who even saved him, etc.
The few real people he had met and made friends with when he was young were actually all in this small circle.
Of course, this is not a coincidence. From the moment Wang Zijia entered the eyes of some people, he began to have a label, and naturally there was a faction.
And the only people who could be friends with him, or take care of him a little when he was a boy and a wine sacrificer, could only be from a big faction.
So it is inevitable that all the people who take care of him are here. Because Wang Zijia can only get in touch with high-level people in this circle!
And not all of this party is real people. It is said that there are about a dozen divine kings, but they don’t come often.
"Hello, Senior Brother Luo, I haven't had time to thank you for your help!" Wang Zijia first bowed respectfully to Luo Cheng.
"Hey, don't say that. Even if I didn't take action at that time, it would be a matter of time for you to rescue those children. Speaking of which, they should thank you." Luo Cheng replied with a laugh.
"Brothers and brothers, please go down and chat slowly. First, let me tell you about the specific situation of Qinglian Realm. If it is good, after the anchor is set, let's send some disciples down together."
"Why, do you really think that the king's pulse master is a real person who got lucky?"
"Junior Brother Gu, based on what you said, aren't I just checking to see if those kids at home have a chance?"
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Wang Zijia started chatting with everyone with a bit of youthful sentiment.
Several people who were familiar with him, especially Yan Qimeng and several senior brothers from the Gu family, would always introduce some individuals to him in detail from time to time.
Let him gradually gain a certain understanding of the inner circle.
During the chat, Wang Zijia also discovered something. The environment here was not a condensed phantom formation, but a real scene!
This is actually a place specially used for gatherings on the Houde Peak of the Inner Gate. It is just these people who are illusory. There are even several senior brothers who are actually present.
In other words, they are completely a hybrid interaction of virtual reality at the moment!
This is specially built to facilitate disciples from all over the sect to communicate with each other at any time.
I have to say that Wanyu Sect is really powerful!
The phantom formation function of the sect-protecting formation alone is amazing.
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Everyone chatted for more than a quarter of an hour before entering the second and final stage of the party: trading.
The gathering circles of practitioners and trading are something that will never be lacking.
"Everyone, as you all know, I ran to the war zone of Moon Demon Cliff and Longyuan Swamp. The fighting situation here has been a bit intensified in the past few days, and the devils have become more and more rampant. I want to ask for a life-saving thing, and the escape method is the best. , the minimum requirement is to be able to escape from the hands of the Infant God Lord, and the price is negotiable. "
The first person to speak was to buy a fourth-grade high-quality escape spirit item, which made Wang Zijia fully realize what a high-end party is.
"Senior Brother Guan, I have a talisman here, which can be used to escape from the sky. It can travel up to a thousand miles in one go. As long as the god does not escape from the Infant God and is hunted by the sky, he will definitely eat ashes."
"How many times can it be used?"
"I have only used it once. If I save some money, I can use it five or six times. If I break the limit of thousands of miles, I can probably use it three times."
"What price does Junior Brother Changlong plan to pay?"
"How about nine hundred thousand Dao Kung?"
“A bit expensive!”
"You can give me a few hundred merit points!"
"roll!"
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Listening to them talking about millions of Dharma money, hundreds of thousands of Taoist skills, or hundreds or even thousands of merits, Wang Zijia's balls ached for a while.
He brought a lot of spiritual objects from the lower realm, but including the garbage he asked Min Xin to sell yesterday, as well as some fine products left behind, the total amount is more than one million Dharma money.
This is good, it is only enough for this group of people to trade once!
That's right, these people have accumulated hundreds of years of accumulation and have the support of a big family. If Wang Zijia wants to rely on one person, it will take three or two years to equal... It is also difficult for huge cheats.
"Create an inherited spiritual weapon!"
While Wang Zijia was thinking, another thing shocked him. Could this thing be produced? ? ?
Isn’t this just selling a real person’s place?