Chapter 410 Guaranteed entry into the Heritage Hall [asking for monthly tickets]

Chapter 410 Guaranteed entry into the Heritage Hall [asking for monthly tickets]

At this point, An Xingsheng stopped flipping through the pages, looked up at Wang Zijia, and said helplessly:

"With such explosive effects and such fame... If the disciple does not open the reservation mechanism, we will have to hang people on the branches of the peach forest in the big class next month!"

Wang Zijia was stunned and touched his nose awkwardly.

'Is the effect too strong? '

He thought that at the beginning, for the sake of fame, he did cheat according to the record data of the inner door gold medal!

Now it seems that he is a little too strong?

However, after he built up his personality bit by bit, his genius teaching personality has been perfectly established, so there is no problem at all.

It's better to be fierce!

"Okay, you can do it yourself." Wang Zijia paused and said, "Don't charge extra money to queue up for the big class. It's bad reputation. As for the special class..."

"I'll talk to him when I have time. If he likes to spend money, let him spend it. The more he gives, the higher he will be. I want to see how many rich people there are!"

An Xingsheng immediately understood the core purpose of Wang Zijia and said respectfully, "Disciple knows how to deal with it."

Wang Zijia continued to look through some materials, and finalized the things accumulated in recent period with An Xingsheng, and arranged things for next month.

After finishing roughly, An Xingsheng turned around and left.

Wang Zijia looked at the materials An Xingsheng received today: "The Legend of Happy Baile", "The Ten Beauties of Hehuan Demon Girls", "The Record of the Saint Girls of the Blood Demon Sect"

He had a general understanding of the Bone Soul View, and he began to understand the Hehuan Demon Sect and the Blood Demon Sect.

Isn't the information An Xingsheng received today a bit improper?

After looking at the books and putting away the things, he did not read the information to dawdle.

Instead, he stood up and left the White Peach Building, took out the Blood Demon Jade Shuttle, threw it into the sky, and turned into a blood-colored stream of light, heading towards the Seven Peaks.

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At the foot of the Seven Peaks, near the core location of the Twelve Courtyards, there was a sinister and gloomy coffin vein with a netherworld style.

Wang Zijia turned into a blood-colored escape light and stopped in the sky.

Looking down, I saw that in the coffin vein, there were paper houses and spirit rooms everywhere, paper people, spirit puppets, and Yin puppets everywhere. At the core, the vein-suppressing building, the huge coffin that stood up was particularly conspicuous.

The whole style was very netherworld!

I used to be very confused about this, but over the years, the experience of the magic laboratory in the underground base made Wang Zijia understand the reason.

Such an environment should be of great benefit to the coffin master!

After hovering for a moment, it floated down and came to a familiar courtyard with a slightly normal style.

"Greetings, Master Wang!"

"Greetings, Master Wang!"

The gatekeepers were two intelligent paper puppets. When they saw Wang Zijia, they immediately greeted him.

"Please inform Senior Sister Yan that Zijia is here to visit!"

"The master has ordered that Master Wang is here to visit. No need to inform him. Just go in!"

"Thank you!"

While Wang Zijia was speaking, he floated into the yard.

Under the guidance of the paper puppets, he came to Yan Qimeng's study room with familiarity.

"Sit down!" As soon as Wang Zijia entered the door, he saw Yan Qimeng had come to the tea table area in the house and was making tea.

Wang Zijia bowed slightly and sat directly opposite him without being polite.

"I heard that you have been looking for infant spirit objects recently?" Yan Qimeng said as she reached out to give Wang Zijia tea. Wang Zijia immediately spread his hands and touched the teacup.

After he had drunk half a cup, he gently knocked on the tea table.

Yan Qimeng stopped drinking tea, and Wang Zijia smiled and replied: "Yes, that's the case. I came to see my senior sister today to register."

Yan Qimeng looked Wang Zijia up and down for a moment, and then said: "Have you understood the inheritance of Jia Nanfei?"

"It's related to the inheritance method. I spent a long time exploring it when I went down to the world. Now I have almost figured it out. It's no problem to be a third-grade inheritance master!" Wang Zijia said modestly.

Yan Qimeng raised his eyebrows and said: "Third-grade inheritance master? Do you want to enter the inheritance hall to take orders?"

Although the sect's inheritance masters belong to a niche school, the number of inheritance masters of all the lineages in the inner and outer sects is still no less than that of one lineage in the outer sect.

Among them, the third-grade inheritance masters are already considered senior personnel. After all, the main cultivators of the sect are real people.

And asking the inheritance master to send off the end, extracting and condensing the inheritance level or artifacts is a very private and dangerous thing.

If you are not careful, you will not only give away your head, but also a lot of inheritance.

For example, in a real person family, there is only one real person who is carrying the tripod. Now he is about to die of old age. Please help him extract and condense the inheritance.

When you extract the inheritance, this real person will only have one breath left if he doesn't die, and he has no power to resist.

At this time, if you suddenly kill people, kill the whole family, and rob everything, it is possible.

Therefore, the safety of the inheritance master needs a force to endorse it.

The inheritance hall is a place where all the inheritance masters of the sect are gathered under this premise!

This hall is not complicated. After completing the registration, the name will be included in the list. When someone wants to condense the inheritance, they can choose from the list.

Wang Zijia flipped his hand and took out the secret book "The Hair Refining Chapter", saying: "This is the secret book I refined from a not too polluted magic cultivation analysis inheritance."

Yan Qimeng reached out to take the secret book, and said in surprise: "Extracting the complete secret book from the analysis of the pollution method? It seems that you are really not good at it."

Wang Zijia smiled and said: "I have been in the lower world for so many years. If I don't know this, how can I train disciples."

"Do you want me to be your guarantor?" Yan Qimeng asked.

He does not have an inner door or a soul-condensing lamp. If he wants to be named in the inheritance hall, he needs a guarantor of the burial lineage.

I guarantee that Wang Zijia will not do evil or anything while extracting and condensing inheritance from others.

"Is it okay?" Wang Zijia did not deny, but asked carefully.

"That's no problem. No matter what, I grew up watching you!" Yan Qimeng suddenly smiled like an aunt.

Wang Zijia: "······"

The somewhat embarrassed Wang Zijia had no choice but to pick up the tea cup and drink tea slowly to cover up the embarrassment.

Yan Qimeng turned over her hand and took out her ID card, started operating it, and after a moment said: "Okay, do you need me to accompany you to report to the Heritage Hall?"

"No need, I'll go by myself!" Wang Zijia replied immediately.

The two chatted for a while, and then Wang Zijia stood up and left.

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Leaving the Entombment Vein, entering the great formation covering the seven peaks, heading straight for the Heritage Peak.

In the lower part of the mountain below the mountainside of the Heritage Peak, there are many lofts of preaching buildings and factions. Disciples attending lectures are constantly coming and going. It is very lively, just like a mountain city.

The mountains above the mountainside, where the inheritance belongs to, appear to be very deep.

Because most of the areas are under the jurisdiction of the undertakers, the entire mountain feels a little chilly and gloomy.

On one peak, the painting style of the mountain and the mountain is extremely fragmented, and the contrast is extremely sharp.

Wang Zijia arrived near the top of the mountain, where there was a small group of buildings.

Of course, this is not big compared to the mission building at the foot of the mountain.

For parts of the mountain, such building complexes are already rare.

This group of white marble palaces with classical painting style and carved beams and columns is from the lineage of the inheritor.

The whole thing is not too lively, but rather peaceful and serene, which is much better than the bizarre painting style of the undertaker.

Wang Zijia floated down in the landing area honestly, passed through a large group of buildings, and finally stopped in front of a not-so-high attic in the core area.

"Heritage Hall"

After looking at the plaque to make sure he was in the right place, Wang Zijia entered the attic.

As soon as he entered, a wine-sacrifice disciple came forward and bowed respectfully to Wang Zijia, saying: "Uncle, do you choose to be a successor or to register?"

As he spoke, he subconsciously looked at Wang Zijia, always feeling that Wang Zijia looked familiar.

"Third-grade registration!" Wang Zijia said calmly.

The receiving disciple was slightly shocked, and immediately bowed and said: "Uncle, please come upstairs. The registration of the third-grade inheritance master will be done by Uncle Zhou."

Wang Zijia nodded slightly, and the two of them went up to the third floor one after another and arrived at a rather large room.

The layout of the room is rather strange, half of it is the living room, and the other half is a classical counter.

In the L-shaped counter, there is a bookshelf-like counter, and in each bookshelf grid, there is a roster-like book.

An old man was lying on a chair at the counter, flipping over something leisurely.

"Uncle Zhou, someone is here to register!"

When the two of them entered the room, the old man quickly put away the book, looked at Wang Zijia, and said in surprise: "Junior Brother Xiuguan?"

After bringing Wang Zijia in, the receptionist who was about to exit paused slightly. Suddenly, I finally understood why he looked familiar. It turned out to be the genius uncle who had become quite famous in the inner sect recently.

He glanced at Wang Zijia quietly before retreating.

Wang Zijia saluted the old man and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Zhiyong, just call me Zijia."

Zhou Zhiyong, a true disciple of the inner sect, a real person with peak cultivation, inherited the faction, and is the steward of the Hall of Directors.

The age is approaching five hundred years. Normally, the remaining life span is only a hundred years. If there is no great opportunity, there should be no hope for the infant god.

"Rare visitor, junior brother, you have gained quite a reputation recently. You are also a Taoist with a weak crown, and you are scheduled to be the future young master of the preaching building. It is like thunder! You just listen to the legends every day, and now you can be considered a real person!"

As the old man Zhou Zhiyong spoke, he quickly left the counter area and took Wang Zijia to the reception area on the other side.

Wang Zijia showed a wry smile and said, "Senior brother, please don't listen to this. The disciples below are just bragging about it all day long. If it continues like this, I might even be told that I, Ning Ying, will become a divine king."

Zhou Zhiyong motioned to Wang Zijia to sit down, and while making tea, he said: "How can there be a false scholar under such a great reputation? Junior brother, don't be so humble."

"Hey, I just want to be humble." Wang Zijia said with a wry smile.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhiyong stopped complimenting him and said, "Junior brother, if you are not teaching the disciples in your preaching building, why are you here in my name?"

Wang Zijia paused after hearing this, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I am also an inheritance master, and I am here to register!"

"Really?" Zhou Zhiyong showed a slightly astonished expression and said, "Then why did you go to the first line of teaching to become a disciple in the teaching department?"

Obviously, the other party had only heard rumors about him and didn't pay much attention to the information.

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