Wang Zijia quickly left Lu Qianrou's courtyard, clicked on the identity card, and called up the basic information of several people to check it.

Immediately after, he threw out the Blood Demon Jade Shuttle, turning into a streamer and rising into the sky.

Quickly left the vein, and it took half an hour to pass through many buildings and come to a building complex under the Dao Court.

Dao Court, Wood Spirit Vein.

There are no landmarks in this vein, but the center of this vein is more attractive than most other veins.

Because the core of the wood spirit vein is a spirit tree, or a four-grade spirit apricot fruit tree. Every hundred years, this apricot tree will bear a batch of four-grade spirit fruits, and in the outer gate area, it is already a top-notch resource.

Even the real people and elders of the Seven Peaks of the Inner Gate will make up their minds when the time comes. This reason alone has established the status of the Mu Ling lineage.

The style of the whole Muling line is relatively close to nature, and it is the best vein of greening among the many buildings in each vein of the outer gate.

The buildings below are all hidden in the woods, and many of the houses are special tree houses, simply or made of trees.

Wang Zijia floated in the air, looked at it for a moment, and then according to the map guidance, he came to the core area of the wood spirit vein, next to the spirit apricot tree, in front of a verdant courtyard embedded in the woods.

"Haha, Wang Daozi is really coming to the cold house, rare guest! I still thought that Daozi looked down on me, a defeated subordinate, and didn't want to socialize! As soon as Wang Zijia landed in front of the hospital, Guo Minglang, who had been waiting for a long time, received the news and greeted him.

Compared with the aggressiveness of Dabi, he is a little more free and casual at this moment, and he doesn't seem to hate Wang Zijia.

"I've seen Senior Brother Guo!" Wang Zijia saluted him.

As Guo Minglang approached, Wang Zijia really smelled a very faint fragrance, the taste was very light, if he hadn't paid special attention to it, coupled with the keen five senses of the sacrificial wine realm, he might not have smelled it.

His heart sank completely, and he was almost sure of his thoughts. It's no coincidence.

"Wang Daozi can come to the humble house, it's really brilliant." Guo Minglang came to Wang Zijia and stood still, and said a little jokingly: "What does Daozi have to say?" ”

"I'm here to be sure of one thing! Now that it has been determined, there are some urgent matters today, so I won't talk to you more, senior brother, and I will come to the door to make amends another day! After that, Wang Zijia rose to the sky under Guo Minglang's stunned eyes.

After seeing Wang Zijia leave, Guo Minglang was stunned and his thoughts were half loud, still confused, and he felt very inexplicable. After pondering for a moment, he turned over his hand and took out his identity card, clicked on Lu Qianrou's contact information, and said, "Senior Sister Lu, are you familiar with Wang Daozi?" ”

Among the people he knew, he only heard that Lu Qianrou and Wang Zijia were familiar, and there were even some scandals.

"He's going to you again?"

"Again?"

“······”

Wang Zijia didn't have time to pay attention to Guo Minglang's reaction, he set up the blood demon jade shuttle and flew towards the bottom of the seven peaks, along the way he took a little detour, and visited two of the top 100 objects in Dabi successively.

One of them found the scent, the other didn't. Even so, Wang Zijia's heart was a little heavy.

During the flight, he wondered who to turn to. This matter is definitely not a trivial matter, and it cannot be delayed at all!

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At the foot of the Seven Peaks Mountain, the painting style is extremely underworld.

In the center of the complex, next to the coffin landmark, Wang Zijia's retreat fell in front of a courtyard with a slightly more normal painting style.

"Disciple Wang Zijia has urgent business, come to see Uncle Yan, and ask this spirit man to pass it on!" Wang Zijia saluted a delicate paper figure like a doll in front of the courtyard gate and said.

On the delicate makeup of the paper figure, his eyes moved, and then he turned around and entered the courtyard.

After a while, the other party walked out again and motioned for Wang Zijia to follow.

"Thank you!" Wang Zijia saluted him, and then followed.

The courtyard is very large, surrounded by rockery and flowing water, and the greening is not bad, Jiangnan courtyard style. It would have been better if it weren't for the fact that the lanterns in the courtyard were still blood-red in broad daylight, and there were paper figures walking around.

After a while, the paper man led Wang Zijia to a study-like room and motioned for Wang Zijia to go in by himself.

Then he ignored Wang Zijia and turned around and went out.

Wang Zijia took a deep breath, cleaned up his demeanor, and said, "Wang Zijia of the Instrument Rune Vein asks to see Uncle Yan!" ”

"The door is not closed, just come in!" In the room, a cold female voice came.

Hearing this, Wang Zijia carefully pushed open the door and walked in.

The wooden room layout is very classical, covering a large area, and the style is similar to Wang Zijia's talisman room. It is also the layout of a bookshelf and a desk on one side, a cultivation room on the other side, and a tea table for guests in the middle.

At this moment, Yan Qimeng was sitting at the desk looking at Wang Zijia, there were several books on the desk, and before Wang Zijia came in, the other party should be thinking about something.

That's right, Wang Zijia thought about it, compared many options, and finally decided to come to Yan Qimeng, the three-grade mortuary who once had a one-sided relationship.

In addition to the fact that the other party is the prince Canon who directly meets the above and catches up with the person in the conversation, the cultivation is the highest existence, but also because the other party is a third-grade mortuary.

This kind of identity is already comparable to some low-level elders in the inner gate.

"At this time, why don't you hurry up to prepare for the travel of the apprentices, and suddenly rush to me?" Yan Qimeng looked at Wang Zijia for a moment, and said yes, obviously the other party also paid attention to Wang Zijia.

After all, it was the Daozi she personally brought back, although she didn't enter the funeral vein in the end, but it was still the Daozi of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and belonged to the same faction.

"Disciple these days, I found that many junior brothers in the door are using a very strange incense ······" Wang Zijia didn't sell it, and started the report directly.

Yan Qimeng frowned a little when she listened to the words that seemed like daily affairs, but she did not interrupt Wang Zijia's words and listened quietly.

"Because the disciple doesn't like incense, after being accidentally attached to the fragrance, he used some adsorption spiritual soil to remove it. You can't get rid of it. The disciples who did not believe in evil studied it carefully. ”

This research did not matter, and the disciple was shocked to find that this incense was extremely difficult to remove. The disciple paid attention and probed. It didn't matter if this check, the disciples were surprised to find that the recently popular spiritual incense was all used around the top 100 disciples of Dabi. ”

"The disciple is afraid that things will be different, so he doesn't dare to delay, so he directly finds the senior uncle and asks the senior uncle to help the disciple with the staff."

Yan Qimeng frowned, got up and came to Wang Zijia, walked around Wang Zijia, and frowned: "Sanpin Daoxiang: Ghost Threads? You say that you have this smell on your body, and there are many people around you? ”

(End of chapter)