Chapter 257 The Bloody Thirty Years

In just two months, Wang Zijia saw at least thirty veteran wine cultivators quietly entering Tianhongfang City, transforming into children, and wandering around in various markets.

This is what he discovered, and there are even more things he didn't discover. Obviously, in a short period of time, the old guys from several surrounding countries were all thinking about it and came out of the mountain.

Mainly because I was attracted by the treasure and couldn't sit still.

Therefore, in just two months, more than half of the goods Wang Zijia brought were wiped out. The principal plus profit amounted to more than 80,000 French dollars. Wang Zijia, who was originally worried that he would bring too much goods and not be able to sell them all, breathed a sigh of relief.

Most of the rest are more expensive high-quality products, so just digest them slowly. Looking at this situation, he will be able to finish processing all the goods in a month at most.

After everything was on track, Wang Zijia was free.

When he came to Tianhong, he didn't just sell goods to make money or recruit disciples. These things were always incidental. He came to Tianhong for his own purpose.

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Inside Tianhong Mountain.

Wang Zijia finally completed the preliminary construction of the underground palace after another night of non-stop digging.

Tianhongfang City was originally located at the foot of Tianhong Mountain. Now, after more than sixty nights of continuous excavation by Wang Zijia, an earth element overhaul in the Liquor Realm is frantically building. The effect should not be too exaggerated. Thoughts are turning, mana is flowing, everything is like Printing out of thin air is normal.

He opened an underground passage from Fangshi and built a large underground palace inside Tianhong Mountain.

The palace is ancient in style, grand and solemn. Everything would be better if the whole body was not made of blood-red crystals, making its painting style look very underworld.

Of course, Wang Zijia only completed the general framework, and the rest needs to be slowly and carefully carved.

"Pop!"

Wang Zijia stood at the entrance of the palace, clapped his hands, nodded with satisfaction and said: "Okay, the base of the exorcism lineage in the mortal world is completed, and now it's time to start things."

"So in Tianhong, what sect should I build as the foundation of the exorcism lineage? Exorcist sect? Maoshan sect? Shushan? Longhushan?"

"Forget it, let's test some ideas before that to see which ones are feasible."

In his thoughts, Wang Zijia left the underground palace.

"Boom!"

As soon as he returned to the training room in Fangshi, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter!"

An Xingsheng opened the room and walked in. After handing a stack of documents to Wang Zijia, he did not leave directly.

"Is something wrong?" Wang Zijia asked while checking the information.

"Yes, uncle, I have two things to report." An Xingsheng organized his speech and said, "The first is that according to your instructions, uncle, the investigation of uncle Ma Haoran is almost over."

Wang Zijia stopped what he was doing and looked up at An Xingsheng, waiting for his next words.

"The disciples and some senior brothers have cleaned up the accounts. Although there are some minor problems, they are not major. They are considered normal." After An Xingsheng said this, he looked at Wang Zijia and found that the other party was staring at him. He continued. :

"As for the investigation into Uncle Ma's style, the disciples found no problems. On the contrary, according to the investigation by the disciples, Uncle Ma is a little too content with the status quo."

"Tianhong's current corrupt situation is mostly caused by his inaction. This may have been intentional. After all, the sect had a clear intention back then. Master Ma was probably catering to the sect's decision."

Wang Zijia frowned and said, "Where is the family? Where is the power?"

"Not at all. What can Master Uncle Ma say? In your words, Uncle Master, it's just too much. I seem to have given up on practicing. Apart from drinking tea and walking birds every day, I only like to go shopping in Goulan." I'm completely alone, waiting for my life to expire." An Xingsheng replied carefully.

"Huo, you are really old at heart, can his body withstand it?" Wang Zijia raised his eyebrows, smiled, and said: "But he is so free and easy and casual, he really looks like a master. "

As if he didn't hear the joke, An Xingsheng said honestly: "I don't know about this disciple. After all, he is a master uncle. The disciples did not dare to investigate too carefully, so they did not go to Goulan to question the concubines carefully."

"Okay, as long as there's no problem." Wang Zijia nodded and said, "You said there are two things?"

An Xingsheng nodded, carefully looked at the information in Wang Zijia's hand, and said: "The second one is recruiting disciples, and the progress is not ideal."

Wang Zijia frowned, lowered his head and quickly found a piece of information in the booklet, checked it, and said: "In the past two months, we have only received about a thousand middle-grade spiritual roots? Didn't I already say that there is no need? The age of spiritual childhood is limited to eight or nine years old, but will it be checked for those under forty years old?”

"This is what the following disciples did. This is the result after the relaxation, and now one-fifth of the city has been tested." An Xingsheng replied carefully.

"How is that possible?" Wang Zijia frowned and flipped through the information in his hand. "According to the information, the Tianhong Dynasty has a population of nearly 100 million, even though it has declined somewhat in recent years. But it is precisely because of this that there has been no national system for forty years. I’ve been tested for sex, and I have middle-grade spiritual roots and above, so why is it so rare?”

"The disciple is not sure either. The disciple has repeatedly confirmed that the situation is like this now. Even the number of disciples with low-grade spiritual roots is not ideal." At this point, An Xingsheng hesitated for a moment before adding:

"When the disciples accepted disciples, they found that in recent years, not only the surrounding border cities were plagued by demons, but also the inland cities. There were few cities that had not been ravaged by demons, which caused a serious reduction in the number of new population."

"Maybe this is the reason. After all, people with spiritual roots are more likely to attract demons. In this way, the chance of accidents is much greater each time."

Wang Zijia frowned and flipped through the information when he heard it, saying, "Okay, let's follow the original plan. All those with spiritual roots, no matter how many or how high their levels are, should be accepted first."

"Disciple understands. If you don't have any other instructions, I will go down." An Xingsheng nodded and replied.

"Well." Wang Zijia looked at the information and said without raising his head.

An Xingsheng bowed respectfully and left lightly.

Wang Zijia looked at the information with a frown.

In just a few pages of text, it was written about the bloody history of Tianhong in the past thirty years. Countless wronged souls passed away just because a few outer sect boys who accepted disciples disappeared. Of course, this also involves the issue of the sect's reputation.

But all of this tells Wang Zijia that this world is a world of the jungle and that the Wanyu Sect is powerful. For Tianhong, Wanyu has already transcended the ordinary and become a holy place for the immortal sect.

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