Chapter 458 Sect Arrives
Wang Zijia heard the words and hurriedly followed.
Opening the side door, Wang Zijia discovered that outside the study was a corridor surrounding the tower.
Standing on the corridor and looking out, the scenery and perspective are very good. When nothing happens, you can lean on the railing and have a panoramic view of the surrounding area.
Zhang Decheng didn't stop at all. He turned his hand and threw a white cloud, which floated out of the guardrail.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia also jumped into the clouds.
The next moment, white clouds rose into the sky and headed straight for Wanyu Peak.
‘This posture... isn’t it to go to the headmaster? ’ Wang Zijia looked at the direction he was going, his thoughts fluctuating.
Although the two peaks are very far away from each other due to their very high height, at the speed of Baiyun, they can reach them in just a moment.
Sure enough, just as Wang Zijia guessed, Zhang Decheng took Wang Zijia to the building complex on the top of Wanyu Peak.
He walked straight through the buildings and stopped in front of a rather elegant garden.
"I've met Mr. Zhang!" The doorman at the door of the courtyard looked at Zhang Decheng with his head lowered, and gave a slight salute that was neither humble nor overbearing.
Zhang Decheng just nodded in response, while Wang Zijia bowed slightly to him.
"Please inform the Headmaster that I have something urgent to discuss!"
Listening to Zhang Decheng's solemn tone, the doorman hurried into the courtyard and hurried out after a moment.
He bowed to Zhang Decheng again and said, "Ancestor is at Wangyue Pavilion, I'll let you go as you please!"
Zhang Decheng nodded and walked into the courtyard. Wang Zijia immediately followed quietly.
The entire courtyard is very large, and the aura is so dense that it is almost like a substance, almost atomizing. If a mortal survives in a place like this, he will probably die of intoxication.
Looking at this posture, it is estimated that it should be guided from the seventh-grade master's spiritual vein mouth.
Even Wang Zijia, who rarely meditates, feels a little relaxed physically and mentally in such an environment.
The body's functions spontaneously swallowed up the rich spiritual energy.
Zhang Decheng was obviously very familiar with this place. He led Wang Zijia through various waterside pavilions and finally came to a garden surrounded by rockeries.
In the center of the garden, there is an elegant pavilion. At the moment, the headmaster Ding Haiping is wearing an ordinary green shirt and robe, sitting in the pavilion, enjoying tea comfortably.
"Decheng has met the master teacher uncle!"
"Disciple Wang Zijia, I have met the master!"
Zhang Decheng brought Wang Zijia to the pavilion and greeted Ding Haiping in the pavilion respectfully.
A senile old man in his sixties or seventies greeted a middle-aged man respectfully without any disobedience.
"It's rare for you, Decheng, to be in such a hurry. Why did the Bone Soul Temple break into the mountain gate?" Ding Haiping picked up the teacup on the table and said casually.
His demeanor and demeanor seemed lazy and friendly, completely different from the majestic and fierce leader Wang Zijia had seen at the Dharma gathering before.
As he spoke, Ding Haiping's eyes suddenly paused on Wang Zijia and said: "Interesting, weird but not evil, the evil method is used correctly, there is no resentment, and it is a good clone technique."
"It's been a long time since I've seen such a talented disciple of the Left Dao. Is this the current leader of your family? Why did you bring a clone here?"
Wang Zijia paused slightly. This was the first time since he had condensed the skin demon clone that he had been spotted without any feeling.
Of course, this has a lot to do with the fact that he is just a piece of skin at the moment.
After all, painted skin needs a carrier!
Zhang Decheng did not answer Ding Haiping's words. Instead, he saluted him again and said, "Uncle Master, the ghost realm of the Three Realms Temple has appeared again, and this time it has merged into the real world!"
As he spoke, he took out the two relics that Wang Zijia had just handed over and presented them to him.
"Huh?" Headmaster Ding Haiping stopped drinking tea, his eyes flashed, and he changed his lazy and casual attitude.
He raised his hand and held the relic in front of his eyes. While looking at it, he asked: "What is the scale?"
Zhang Decheng did not reply, but looked at Wang Zijia. Wang Zijia immediately understood and said respectfully: "Headmaster, it's about a million kilometers in radius."
Headmaster Ding Haiping frowned slightly and said, "I want to ask what level the Buddha's bones are guarding among them!"
‘So understanding? Has the sect explored other ghost realms related to the Three Realms Temple before? ’
"The disciple only explored for a moment and then rushed back to the sect. The preliminary judgment is that it should be the area of its low-level disciples."
Wang Zijia paused slightly, the message of Fa Xin flashed in his mind. And the pagoda he saw before, he said:
"This disciple has seen Yuan Shen level skeletons, there should be skeletons that have transcended the tribulation realm!"
The eyes of Lou Zhang Decheng and head coach Ding Haiping both lit up, and Ding Haiping immediately asked: "Where is it?"
"The northeastern border, the junction area of Changbao Enclave, in the Zhongshan Mountains. The disciple's body is currently in it, and the entire Guild Realm has been completely integrated into Zhongshan."
"It is no longer difficult to enter and exit now. In at most half a day, the boundary covering the entire mysterious realm will completely disappear, and the mysterious realm will be completely revealed to the public."
Wang Zijia replied quickly with calm and clear words.
Lou Zhang Decheng and Headmaster Ding Haiping heard this and frowned slightly.
The location is a bit not very good, and there could be a big fight among the four sects if you are not careful, which is why Wang Zijia did not dare to delay any longer.
A normal functioning ghost realm is completely different from a ghost realm integrated into the world. The ghost realm can only depend on luck. Even if you get general information, you may not be able to enter and gain anything.
As for the ghost realm integrated into the world, the time and space barriers dissipate, and anyone can enter. The ghost realm will also dissipate. No matter how strong the guardian force is, the benefits will most likely be in vain.
It is estimated that other people will have a foothold in such treasured relics in the interior of the sect, let alone such fringe areas.
In the world of spiritual practice, it has always been the last word that fists are big!
"You can return to the sect in a clone, but do you have a way to transfer objects back to the main body?" Headmaster Ding Haiping had already stood up, came to the pavilion, looked at Wang Zijia and asked.
Wang Zijia nodded and said, "It's okay if it's not too big."
Headmaster Ding Haiping breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.
Turning his hand, he took out a palm-sized strange artifact that looked like an ancient bronze mirror, and said, "Go back now and bring this object back to your body as quickly as possible."
‘A space-anchoring object? ’
Looking at this palm-sized talisman artifact, Wang Zijia's mind flashed back to the image of Ding Haiping controlling the Haoyang Mirror to kill demonic cultivators at the previous dharma ceremony.
"Follow the instructions of the Master!"
Wang Zijia took the command talisman, turned around and left.
The headmaster Ding Haiping stood there, his magic power fluctuating, and he should be contacting someone.
"Where are you going?" Zhang Decheng looked at Wang Zijia and asked.
"Disciple must go to the Dharma altar and return this object!" Wang Zijia said to Zhang Decheng.
Just kidding, even if he has confidence in Goldfinger, after all, it is very possible that he can go to ancient times, which makes him feel that even if the master of the Tribulation is in front of him, it will be difficult to see clearly the methods of his Chaos Consciousness Sea, but this does not mean that he has to be so careless. Perform it in person!
Upon hearing this, Zhang Decheng immediately threw out the white cloud, floated up, and said to Wang Zijia: "Come up here, I'll give you a ride!"
Wang Zijia: "······"
‘Actually, you don’t have to worry about me! ’
Although I wanted to refuse in my heart, I still didn't dare to say it out in the end, and I honestly drifted into white clouds.
"Where to go? White Peach Peak?" Zhang Decheng asked as he turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the seven peaks.
"Qifu Pulse, Biyiyuan!" Wang Zijia quickly replied.
Just kidding, given the situation at the Baitaofeng underground base, why would you take Zhang Decheng there? Feeling uncomfortable?
He might as well show off his tricks in front of the head coach!
"Where is that?" Zhang Decheng asked in a daze as he quickly flew towards the instrument talismans.
"Well, the courtyard where the disciple lived when he was young!"
While the prince was talking, he realized that he had reached the Qi Fu pulse, so he immediately gave Zhang Decheng guidance.
After a while, the two of them came to the sky above the courtyard. Zhang Decheng frowned and said, "You said this was the place where you lived in your early years?"
Wang Zijia smiled and said: "The poster should know that this disciple comes from a poor family. Having such a place to live is already better than most children from a poor family. It's not bad!"
After saying that, Wang Zijia floated into the courtyard, and Zhang Decheng followed him to the Biyi Courtyard.
Without much time to exchange greetings, Wang Zijia hurried into the training room, pressed one hand on the ground, and a blood-red hole appeared.
Zhang Decheng's mouth twitched as he watched.
"I didn't realize that you had a hard time in your early years. Even in the clan, you were afraid of being like this."
Wang Zijia didn't hear Zhang Decheng's joke, looked at Zhang Decheng and said: "Master, after this disciple goes down, he may not come up. If you want to deliver something, you need this clone to follow you."
As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Decheng blankly, and Zhang Decheng also looked at him, counting his breaths with big eyes and small eyes.
Only then did Zhang Decheng realize the meaning of these words and said in astonishment: "Are you chasing the old Taoist out?"
"Master, you can follow me if you insist, but it's a bit cramped down there, not very ventilated, and the environment..." Wang Zijia said coquettishly and said a big bucket, and it was almost written on his face whether he would leave or not. .
"Do you think that an old Taoist would only want to get into this rat's nest like you?" Zhang Decheng twitched for a while, threw his hands away, and left the practice room angrily.
Wang Zijia did not hesitate, quickly entered the underground stairs and sealed the entrance. Came to the magic laboratory.
First, he sealed the anchor artifact given by his master for several layers, and then his whole body turned into a stream of light, escaped into the chaotic sea of consciousness of the anchor artifact in the basement, and disappeared into the basement.
In the Biyi Courtyard, Zhang Decheng, who was slightly absent-minded, came back to his senses in surprise, and then carefully sensed it for a while before saying to himself:
"Good boy, this method of teleportation through space is quite good. It seems that we are not far from the Infant God!"
"The weak-headed infant god? Ha, I want to see how the other two floors will behave in front of me from now on!"
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Zhongshan Mountains, Sanjie Temple ruins, underground space.
Wang Zijia suddenly opened his eyes, and the five ghosts and Chu Ziyu who were protecting the law felt the same.
Chu Ziyu immediately asked with concern: "Father, how is the matter?"