Chapter 277: Aftermath
Wang Zijia looked at An Xingsheng's cautious appearance, shook his head with a smile, and said, "No need, if Senior Brother Nong and Senior Brother Lei ask again, you can tell them and report it truthfully." ”
An Xingsheng breathed a long sigh of relief when he heard this, what he said just now represented a lot of things.
"How many are alive?" Wang Zijia asked.
"There are a total of 3,123, of which 2,671 are tall and tall in the middle grade spirit root, and 83 are in the top grade spirit root, and the quality is extremely amazing." An Xingsheng said this, with some joy and some sorrow:
"It's just that all of them are seriously injured, and the flesh injuries are still trivial, and the psychological trauma is difficult to recover. In particular, there are a few people in their twenties, but they have been living in that strange place in the dark for more than ten years. ”
Wang Zijia's expression was also a little dignified when he heard this, even if the spiritual root was precocious, but he was brought into such a prison-like place at the age of seven or eight, and he still worshiped those flesh and blood every day, and constantly experienced the erosion of demon skins, growing up in such a treacherous environment for a few years, people are really prone to problems.
Of course, those who can carry it, that is, these more than 3,000 people, are all strong in nature. It's just that I don't know how many are psychologically distorted!
People with strong hearts and distorted psychology will leave endless disasters if they are not careful, Wan Yuzong is more experienced in this aspect!
"I'll deal with the injury, as for the psychological problem, let's bring it back to the sect first to give the people of the Dan Academy a headache, it's really a problem, doesn't the Demon Suppression Tower also accept a certain number of disciples every year, they should like it." Wang Zijia thought for a while, and replied.
"Okay, disciple understands!" An Xingsheng saluted Wang Zijia and said, "If there is nothing to do, the disciple will go down?" ”
"Hmm!"
Wang Zijia waved his hand, An Xingsheng quietly left the study, Wang Zijia thought about it in the room for a while, and after going through all of today's events, after making sure that there was no problem, he turned over and found a messenger.
Within the scope of the sect, the communication is very simple, and the all-virtual phantom array interacts with each other, which is more developed than in the previous life. But when I left the sect, there was no 'net', and I returned to ancient times. Within the three spheres of influence, the problem of 'local area network' to map-wide 'network' coverage has not yet been solved.
As for this communication talisman, it was given to him by the other party when he left Yan Qimeng's courtyard before, but he didn't expect to use it so quickly. Wang Zijia thought about it again and again, and finally decided to report it to her, which should be safer than going directly through the sect's task process.
As for the trouble Yan Qimeng, the problem of owing the other party a favor······ There are a lot of lice, so if you owe one more time, you will have one more time, and you will slowly pay it back when it is strong in the future.
As Wang Zijia activated the talisman, the talisman shone brightly, the paper quickly proliferated and folded, and in an instant, a three-dimensional paper figure reproduced one by one according to Yan Qimeng was built in front of Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia looked at the paper figure in front of him and found that compared with Yan Qimeng himself, he was less real, and felt that the other party's long-distance contact methods were not as good as his own. However, thinking that people rely on their own abilities, and they rely on the power of Dao Fruit, the pride that has not yet risen has disappeared without a trace.
"You kid, it's only been less than half a year, and it's the second time you've come to me. Do you know that the overhaul of the real human realm of the sect also has face? As soon as Yan Qimeng condensed his figure, he said to Wang Zijia.
There wasn't much reprimand in the words, just a little inexplicable that he didn't treat bean bags as dry food. However, if the taciturn Yan Qimeng can say such things, it can be seen that he is quite close to Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia immediately showed a flattering expression, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi forgives the sin, if you wait for trivial matters, the disciple will not dare to bother Uncle Shi and your old man." ”
"Tell me, what's going on this time. The hole you poked out before hasn't been completely solved, so don't cause trouble for me again? Yan Qimeng looked at Wang Zijiadao.
"The matter of the Demon Gate's interception of the apprentice team was very serious before?" Wang Zijia's expression moved slightly, and he asked cautiously.
"It's not too serious, it's just that the Bone Soul View has lost dozens of disciples in the real human realm in one go, and some of them are jumping." Yan Qimeng said a little casually, but what he said in a few words was the lives of dozens of real people, which made Wang Zijia understand the importance of cultivation again.
"But it's probably just, it's been fighting for hundreds of years, and everyone is within the scope of disciples. After all, once the elders of the Middle Three Realms are gone, the nature will be different. ”
His thoughts flashed, Wang Zijia didn't continue to ask, and after a shallow taste, he said: "The disciple came to Tianhong to collect apprentices, and accidentally found that there was something strange about the demon chaos here······
Wang Zijia concealed some things that could not be said from the matter of accepting apprentices to discovering the fox Taoist, and most of them were originally told in 1510.
After Yan Qimeng heard the whole story, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "So because of a spider, you found out the chaotic demon path that Senior Brother Luo didn't find out at the beginning?" ”
The focus in the other party's words was obviously completely different from what Wang Zijia thought, so much so that Wang Zijia, who had thought of countless reply templates, was stunned for a moment and said, "Which uncle came to investigate this matter?" ”
"Who else is responsible for the law enforcement of the low things in the outer gate within the scope of the sect, weren't you brought back by Senior Brother Luo before?" Yan Qimeng explained:
"He was also responsible for this matter back then, that Ye Chengan and his entourage disappeared treacherously, plus some clues, I originally thought that this area, there were some demon disciples lurking in this area, and what were they doing, so at that time, I remembered that Senior Brother Luo also solved a lot of problematic forces by the way."
Wang Zi Jiajian successfully changed the topic and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
After that, Yan Qimeng asked some more details, and the two ended the conversation. As the paper figure burned and turned to ashes, Wang Zijia felt a little pity. How can this messenger be a disposable!
In this way, it will be a little inconvenient to hug your thighs next time!
·······
After reporting the matter, Wang Zijia looked at the sky, it was already evening.
Out of the room, chatted with Xiang Feifei and the others for a while, and after dinner, Wang Zijia quietly entered the underground palace.
Just as he was about to digest today's harvest, his expression suddenly moved, and the blood jade book appeared in his hand, and one of the talismans kept flickering.
Wang Zijia clicked on the call, and a picture appeared on the paper.
·······
Wan Yu Zong, the change vein, the ancestral temple of the Ji family.
The Ji family is a small family smaller than the Xiang family, and it does not belong to the Kaimai family, although the ancestors have also produced sacrificial wine, but it has been broken for three or five generations, and the relationship is not ideal, and now it has become a marginal small family of the change vein.
For a piece of Zhuji Dan, you can do your best, even the kind that destroys the family.
(End of chapter)