I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

Bai Chengji said with more confidence: "Although I don't know how many of your five arts are the foundation of the talisman master, but looking at the preparations made by the Xiang family before, you are more inclined to build your foundation with earth methods, right?"

"If you really want to go to their place, you have to think carefully about the remaining four methods to see if the chief priest can enter this lineage. But we don't have this worry in Fulou. No matter what your foundation is, it's fine as long as you can teach talismans."

Bai Chengji said this, and the two people next to him also showed some helplessness on their faces. Obviously, this is an indisputable fact.

If Wang Zijia's foundation before was talismans, they would have jumped up and scrambled for it long ago.

Wang Zijia also understood and said, "Then I should just stay in Fulou. I've gotten used to it in the past six months."

"Haha!" Bai Chengji laughed proudly and said, "Not bad, you deserve my Fulou's careful cultivation in the past six months!"

Wang Zijia: "..."

Shi Anyi and the others had expected Wang Zijia's choice. Shi Anyi said, "You have the inheritance of a fake real person. If your foundation changes after building your foundation and you become an inheritor, you can also contact me to transfer your meridians. This aspect is not too restrictive for Daozhong."

"Anyway, no matter how bad an inheritor is, it should be more profitable than teaching."

"Brother Shi, you're almost there. Don't poach people in front of me." Bai Chengji's smile froze and he said dissatisfiedly, "They have already chosen a faction, why are you still so unrefined!"

Shi Anyi bowed to the two of them and turned away. Seeing this, Yu Guangyao on the side also bowed and turned away.

"Okay, I'll go and arrange your work. It will take about one or two months. When the time comes, someone will notify your assistant and arrange everything for your class time and classroom." Bai Chengji said so when he saw this.

"Farewell, uncle!"

"Farewell, uncle!"

"..."

The teachers and brothers around watched the whole process and said goodbye one by one.

"This junior brother, I am Ma Zong, and I am also a first-class teacher in Fulou. I entered the building two years earlier than you. I heard a long time ago that a genius came to the building, but I never had the chance to meet him. Today I finally saw him in person."

"This junior brother..."

After the three big guys left, everyone looked at each other and began to greet Wang Zijia enthusiastically.

Wang Zijia responded indifferently, and his mood was not too high.

If he had joined the first-class teacher, he might have been patient enough to contact him. Now his circle is obviously different from theirs, and before, they all wanted to be proud of themselves.

Haha, you ignored me before, now you are sorry, you are really out of your league.

Let’s leave the social etiquette to those second-grade uncles!

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Wang Zijia spent the whole afternoon dealing with it like this.

After get off work, Wang Zijia did not go back to Biyiyuan directly, but went to Danyuan first, spent 15,000 Dao Gong and a Class A task quota to exchange for a foundation-building pill. At the same time, Wang Zijia also applied for his Class A spiritual object compensation.

He went to the Sutra Library again and carefully searched for the relevant secret techniques of the Blood and Flesh Dao.

After comparing many secrets, Wang Zijia found that there were many that matched his eight techniques, but none of them could compare to the blood droplet. Wang Zijia even felt that this blood droplet technique could be the king among these techniques.

In the end, Wang Zijia completely decided to use the blood droplet as the last technique of his nine foundation-building techniques.

After making these preparations, Wang Zijia began to keep a low profile.

Every day, he made talismans and slacked off at work, and made talismans and practiced after work. He went back and forth between the two points, and hardly did any other small actions.

At most, only in the middle of the night, he would refine the books in his mind, and the strange air pollution on them was exchanged by Wang Zijia for skill value, as an alternative practice.

Half a year after joining the sect, he had never been so honest.

Time flew by, and it was more than a month.

"Ding!"

Early in the morning of this day, Wang Zijia's identity card, who was still eating, made a rare sound.

The two people who were eating paused, and Wang Zijia opened the panel to take a look.

"Preparatory Dao Seed Wang Zijia, please note that since you have not yet experienced formal registration, please go to the dormitory main hall on time at 1:15 this morning to register in preparation for the subsequent information change."

Looking at this information, Wang Zijia was stunned.

The final registration, is this going to issue a formal identity change notice?

In other words, his background review should have passed quietly and without any accidents.

"What news?" Xiang Feifei looked at Wang Zijia who was silent for a long time and asked.

"Nothing, they asked me to go to the dormitory to do something." Wang Zijia said, quickly ate the remaining rice in the bowl, and said: "I'll go prepare first, you can go out by yourself later."

"Well, okay." Xiang Feifei heard it and didn't ask any more questions. Until now, she didn't know that Wang Zijia was about to become a Taoist seed.

Their family circle was not large enough, and Wang Zijia didn't tell her in advance.

Wang Zijia hurried back to the room, and the third-grade spiritual weapon: Fake Dao True Scripture Chapter emerged in his dantian. Wang Zijia looked at the sealed A-level spiritual object Long Yuan behind him, and his mind moved slightly. The book turned into a strange spiritual light and blessed himself.

Spiritual root: Earth Blood Alien Spiritual Root (Middle Grade) (Fake: Top Grade)

Wang Zijia carefully sensed it for a long time and breathed a sigh of relief.

‘As long as I am not allowed to practice on the spot, it should be fine. With the status of Daoguo, it should be impossible for ordinary people to see that I am only using this powerless disguise.’

After carefully checking himself for a long time and making sure that there were no problems in all aspects, Wang Zijia estimated that the time was about right, so he drove the kite and flew towards the Seven Peaks.

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After a while, Wang Zijia arrived at the foot of the Seven Peaks Mountain, the main area of ​​the dormitory according to the guidance of the identity card.

“I am Bai Zhi, and I meet Brother Wang.” As soon as Wang Zijia landed in the designated landing area of ​​the dormitory and put away the kite, an outer disciple came up to greet him enthusiastically and said.

“Brother Bai is polite. Where should we go now? The spiritual root detection station?” Wang Zijia responded with a greeting and got straight to the point.

"Those are the registration procedures for ordinary outer disciples. You need to go to the dormitory to register your Dao Seed." Bai Zhi replied respectfully, "I am here to lead you to the dormitory."

"Dormitory? Isn't that the review for the promotion to inner sect status after being promoted to Jijiu?" Wang Zijia asked.

"Yes, Dao Seed is equivalent to inner sect status in the registration process, and is a formal disciple of the sect." While speaking, Bai Zhi looked at Wang Zijia with a little undetectable envy.