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Chapter 765

Zhao Wuji couldn't figure out why the scenery boards were so rich in emotion.

"Could it be that these scenery boards are all intelligent life, and these scripts provide them with intelligent materials. Maybe I have figured it out before, but I have been unable to keep these memories and leave the script?"

Zhao Wuji's conjecture is very close to the truth, but it is a pity that this idea cannot be taken away from the script.

"Hey, hey, senior sister, someone is here"

Banzhang looked out, immediately called Xishui of Changjiang Yellow River, surrounded Zhao Wuji and said

"Activate the return charm with all your strength and bring us all back"

Zhao Wuji returned to the teleportation array in the sect in just a split second according to what General Zhang said.

"I'm from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, you should immediately strengthen your defenses and improve your twelve spirits"

Among the disciples defending the formation, there was a foundation-building cultivator, but after looking at the waist card of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he opened the killing formation around the teleportation formation and asked
"Junior Sister, what happened?"

Banzhang has sent several internal summons in succession to say

"An evil cultivator touched Houshan Island"

"so serious"

"Well, Xishui and you guys are not good enough to fight, so you should leave quickly and go back."

Zhao Wuji looked at the two masters who came to build the foundation, and knew that he couldn't help much, so he waited with Xishui.

"Don't let the Seven Fairies know what happened last night, my dad has a bad temper."

"Don't worry, we have nothing"

Xi Shui obviously recovered his normal state of mind, and smiled charmingly

"Frequently in touch"

Zhao Wuji saw that Xishui was running towards the alchemy room quickly, and guessed that Xishui was rushing back to refine beauty products, so he casually wandered around in various small shops in the square, selling some century-old medicinal herbs and some small Panacea Xiaoyuan Dan.

"Who is this guy? It seems like he has a lot of goods."

"The medicine garden, just leave it alone"

"clear"

It is difficult to obtain century-old medicinal herbs in many small shops, so they are relatively abiding by the unspoken rules.

"As long as they meet the requirements of the Zongmen's medicine basket, and occasionally sell some self-made medicines, the Zongmen doesn't care."

"Wouldn't it be more profitable?"

"You have to have that life, you must first have the roots of water and wood, and then you must have the roots of wisdom"

"Although the people in the medicine garden are not as demanding as those in the Danfang, they are still one in a thousand."

"clear"

Zhao Jiji didn't go back to the medicine garden, but went back to the Ministry of Punishment.

The Ministry of Punishment inspected Zhao Wuji's waist card and said
"Aren't you supposed to be on duty in the back mountain now?"

"There was an accident in the back mountain. A few masters who established the foundation rushed over, and they all made a small contribution."

"Didn't miss it"

"The team led by the senior sister, she has the talent of clairvoyance, and this junior brother Zhao has a return talisman"

Zhao Wuji nodded in embarrassment, and entered the temporary dormitory to start practicing.

"Dangdang"

The convening bell of the Ministry of Punishment rang, and Zhao Jiji followed the crowd to the meeting room.

"Master uncle has brought back more than a dozen evil cultivators. You guys should divide the work and start a separate interrogation overnight."

Zhao Wuji was assigned to a black-faced evil cultivator, who cleverly used the memory reset skill in a separate interrogation room.

It turned out that this black-faced evil cultivator was not an ordinary black man, but a kind of poisonous art.

"I am not some evil cultivator, we are just practitioners without authentic exercises"

"Well, I can agree with this, but my approval is meaningless. Why did you go to Houshandan?"

Zhao Jiji looked at the several questions in the interrogation book and asked them one by one. Among them, a master Zhuji stopped in each interrogation room from time to time to give pointers.

(End of this chapter)