Chapter 440 Report
Of the six remaining peaks, even the inheritance peak with the least number of people can still see the occasional disciples rising and falling in the mountains, and the lights are everywhere.
Between the jungle, the attic is vaguely visible, and the spiritual energy is lingering, giving it the appearance of a fairyland.
But Demon Suppression Peak is not like that. The entire mountain peak is like a primitive jungle. The vegetation is dense, and apart from some high-end medicinal fields that can be seen in many places, there are very few human traces.
The entire Demon Suppressing Peak has almost no connection with the outer sect. Even the inner sect's various courtyards only have some not-so-close connections with the House of Internal Affairs and the Temple of Law.
Apart from the independent peaks as a whole, there are very few disciples.
Therefore, the Demon Suppressing Peak and the Demon Suppressing Tower represent mystery and places of adventure in sect legends.
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With the guidance of the identity of the Anbu Hall Master on the identity card, Wang Zijia floated to the mountainside of Zhenmo Peak, a cliff canyon.
The entire canyon is not big, with a cold pool in the center. Except for the entrance on one side, there are cliffs on all sides, making it look a bit desolate.
"here?"
Wang Zijia looked at the directions on the ID card, then looked around, but found no entrance.
After hesitating for a moment, he did not activate the spiritual eye, but tried to activate the identity card.
The next moment, the light that guided him to this place flickered.
I saw the same flash of spiritual light on the cliff on the right, and a cave emerged.
"Why are ANBU so mysterious among all the inner sects of the sect?"
Wang Zijia looked at the entrance that suddenly appeared, and was slightly startled. Then he floated up and entered it.
The entrance is not too big, just like a natural cave, with a radius of two feet.
But as Wang Zijia went deeper, the surrounding space suddenly opened up, and it turned out to be a super large palace on the mountainside.
There are many stone chambers, and various caves and palaces are so intricate that Wang Zijia once suspected that the so-called ANBU main hall had hollowed out the mountainside of Demon Suppression Peak!
There should be a lot of people in the palace on the mountainside. Wang Zijia followed the instructions and met many passers-by.
Either he is naked like Wang Zijia, or he is wrapped up tightly.
Of course, those who are naked may have quietly disguised themselves like Wang Zijia at this moment.
Everyone had almost no intention of talking to each other, and they met each other in a hurry, and they seemed like strangers.
In the somewhat dim palace, I go my own way. The style is obviously completely different from the outer sect veins or the inner sect peaks.
Considering that he was an ANBU, Wang Zijia quickly accepted the style and ethos here.
Following the guidance of the identity card, he passed through various roads and palaces, and finally arrived at a strange hall in the center of the mountain.
This is the exclusive hall for newcomers to report. The interior is very empty. Except for a huge faceless statue in the center, there is nothing else.
The shape of the statue is also quite niche, it is a faceless man wearing fancy clothes. He was holding a strange dagger in his hand. He didn't look like a monk, but rather like a gangster.
Wang Zijia came to the statue, looked at it for a moment, bowed to it three times, and then said: "Disciple, come and report!"
Following Wang Zijia's words, the faceless statue suddenly came to life and turned into a young man.
But the gray stone sculpture still had no color difference. In the dim palace, the statue looked at Wang Zijia with its stone-beaded eyes, which looked very strange.
"Disciple has seen the faceless minister!" When the statue came to life, Wang Zijia greeted him again.
Anbu minister, code name: Faceless, unknown name, unknown path number, unknown cultivation level, unknown age.
Well... Wang Zijia only knows one code name so far, which is considered to know a lot.
After all, in the sect, not to mention the disciples of the outer sect, even the inner sect's real people, there are many who think that the sect's secret guards are just a rumor!
Just like the legend of the ‘Dragon Group’ in the previous life!
The statue looked at Wang Zijia for a moment and said nothing. Turning his hand, the stones in his hand condensed, and a gray talisman emerged. Also condensed was a stone lamp.
The stone lamp is very simple, just like an ordinary oil lamp. There is a rock wick in the mouth of the tall bowl, and the whole body is the gray color of the rock.
Wu Mian pushed the stone lamp first, and the stone lamp floated in front of Wang Zijia.
"This is this?" Wang Zijia looked at the stone lamp and asked doubtfully.
The faceless statue didn't know if it was a clone or a puppet, but it said with a dull expression:
"The spirit general lamp can be ignited by providing a ray of essence and blood, a spiritual thought, a ray of essence, or a ray of mana."
"Essence, blood, spiritual thoughts are used as guidance, and there are some soul lamp effects to determine your life or death. Essence and mana only have the basic effect of calling for help. That is, in an emergency, you can call on the Ministry of Spirit Generals for support."
"No contribution is required to light the lamp for the first time, and subsequent ignitions require contributions. Every time a request for support is made, the lamp will be extinguished, and contributions must be spent to relight it, and the last support contribution must be paid."
When Wang Zijia heard this, he directly threw a wisp of mana into it.
"puff!"
The stone lamp suddenly burned without oil, and the illusory flame was like a phantom, with no temperature at all and only weak fluorescence.
At the same time, Wang Zijia felt that he had a certain aura connection with this lamp.
After sensing the sea of consciousness and not finding any strange weights, Wang Zijia quietly put his mind at ease.
The statue faceless waved his hand and put away the stone lamp.
"Every secret guard needs to give himself a code name, and you, as a hall master, are even more so. Do you have any ideas?" The statue faceless held the remaining token and looked at Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia pondered for a moment and said, "Demon Child!"
As Wang Zijia spoke, the words "Demon Child" quickly appeared on the token in the statue faceless's hand.
At the same time, the gray stone token quickly turned into the color of black iron, and the runes flashed with light.
The token was the size of a palm, and the overall structure was a triangular and rectangular splicing.
The black iron color was densely covered with patterns, with the words "Demon Child" engraved on one side and a large word "An" on the other.
When the token was completed, the statue faceless threw the token to Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia looked at the floating token in front of him and reached out to take it.
"Starting today, for all matters related to the Anbu, do not use your sect ID card, use this secret order."
"In the Anbu, there is only the hall master: Mo Tong, and no more Sutra Pavilion Daozi. In the sect, Mo Tong is Mo Tong, and Sutra Pavilion Daozi is Sutra Pavilion Daozi."
"This order has the same effect as the ID card, and some permissions are even greater, such as personnel query permissions, you already have most of the access permissions, etc."
"As for your mission this time, it has been issued, you contact the relevant subordinates and discuss the departure itinerary on your own."
When Wang Zijia looked at the token, the faceless statue said: "Do you have any questions?"
Wang Zijia pondered for a moment and said: "Before The information received said that disciples can recruit dark guards on their own? "
"If you don't register as a disciple, you can decide for yourself. To become a formal dark guard, you need to complete the registration and submit for review. Your token has the relevant authority. "
"Although there is no quota limit, generally speaking, every ten years, the first 100 lists submitted by the hall master will be reviewed with certain preferential treatment, and the review will gradually become stricter. "
Wang Zijia nodded and continued to ask: "Can disciples issue dark department tasks?"
"Your own hall can issue them on your own. If you want to issue tasks to the dark department, contributions will be collected based on the difficulty of the tasks." Sculpture Faceless still replied expressionlessly.
Wang Zijia asked: "Is it also possible to collect tasks for infant gods and spiritual objects?"
"In principle, as long as it does not touch the fundamental iron law of the sect, it is all right, but whether someone can accept and complete it depends on the attractiveness of your own tasks. In the dark department, contribution is everything, and there is nothing that cannot be measured by contribution."
Wang Zijia nodded, and combined with the information he had learned before, he had a certain understanding of the so-called dark department.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Can Chu Jiefu's body be preserved? It would be best if I can replace him."
The faceless statue did not speak immediately, but stood still for a moment, as if he was looking for something.
After a moment, he suddenly flipped his hand and threw out a palm-sized mini stone coffin, saying, "It's inside. Because of his special identity, in case it is needed in time, it has not even been buried yet. However, after seven years, even if it is well sealed, it is probably difficult to gain anything."
Wang Zijia said indifferently, "It's good to have a body!"
"Do you have any questions?"
Wang Zijia shook his head and said, "No more!"
"Kacha!"
As soon as Wang Zijia finished speaking, the sculpture returned to the stone sculpture state of the faceless knight.
Wang Zijia took a look, looked around the empty hall, and turned to leave.
The hall returned to silence, and the dim space was silent.
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Wang Zijia did not return the same way, but followed the instructions of the identity card and passed through the underground palaces again.
Finally, he walked out of a temple at the foot of the Demon Suppression Peak. According to the guidance when he came out, there are hundreds of such exits!
As for the entrance he entered before, it should be the entrance for newcomers to report for the first time.
After leaving the temple, he saw that it was the living area of the disciples guarding the tower of the Demon Suppression Peak.
At this moment, Wang Zijia was mixed in it, just like an ordinary disciple.
'It seems that the sect has a very high level of confidentiality for the secret guards. That's right. If you want to hide it from the various sects and prevent various counter-infiltrations, then you must first hide it from the general public. '
Quietly left the temples, floated up, and looked back at the somewhat primitive Demon Suppression Peak.
'So from today on, Mo Tong is not only a hidden disciple of the sect that is not recorded, but also a registered dark hall master! It is considered to be officially transformed from a guerrilla farmer to an official staff! '
With a little joy in his heart, Wang Zijia turned into a blood-colored stream of light and left the Demon Suppression Peak.
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