"It's terrible. I am born to be against the human race! Fortunately, I am already a good person."
Master Wu was filled with emotion and closed the book again.
He has read this book many times, especially the experimental records about the Dream Demon, which are of great help to him. It can help him eliminate many wrong paths forward and point directly to the most correct eternal road.
night.
Maocai, who was responsible for the inspection, is back.
"Deacon Wu, we have finished counting the spiritual stones. As expected, the 'loss' is quite serious."
Maocai walked into the room with a solemn expression, and placed the "examined" lost spirit stones on the table like a melon and fruit snack. There were a total of three hundred middle-grade spirit stones.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Wu couldn't help but his eyelids twitched.
Good guy!
Is this more than half of it? Five hundred grams suddenly lost 300 pieces. This hairy vegetable...
It's a talent!
"It's really heartbreaking."
Master Wu walked over and put these 300 middle-grade spiritual stones into his sleeves with great sadness. With these resources, it will be easier to get around in the middle area later. Maocai was also stunned, he didn't expect it.
Deacon Wu actually ate alone, not even a morsel was left for him.
"The five hundred grams of low-grade spirit stones allocated by the Immortal Mansion are afraid of 'loss'. As law enforcement officers of the Law Enforcement Palace, we must strictly control the situation and must not tolerate it! Maocai, it is your first time to do something, so you are still too cautious.
As long as I'm here, don't be afraid of offending anyone! We must strictly investigate and deal with them, and catch all those who dare to reach out."
'Five...five hundred low-grade spiritual stones?'
Maocai's face was dull.
Changing a medium-grade spiritual stone into a low-grade spiritual stone is too courageous.
He originally thought that he was bold enough by taking three hundred pills, but now it seems that Deacon Wu is the real one with a dark heart.
If the quantity remains the same, just cut down one unit. Even with this level of action, he would not believe that there is no one above!
"I understand."
Maocai nodded heavily.
He understood what Deacon Wu meant. The remaining two hundred stones were divided between him and his brothers. After the work was done, it would be enough to add five hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Just as it was written in the announcement.
Five hundred spirit stones, that’s right!
After sending Maocai away, Wu Chong began to study the 'immortal arrangement' again. How to divide the subsequent two hundred middle-grade spiritual stones was not his thing to worry about.
When you let the people below work, you always have to give some benefits.
Mr. Wu doesn’t plan to make a one-time deal, he will first gather a group of people.
Ten days later.
The Thirteenth Hall's aid period has expired.
Wu Chong took Maocai, Yajin and the last dozen or so people and stood on the teleportation formation of Qingshifang.
Along with the flash of green light on the ground, the familiar sense of space distortion came.
When they opened their eyes again, they had arrived in a completely desolate sandy area.
There is only a simple rest stop here, and there is not even a person in charge.
"This is a transfer station. We have to go through more than thirty transfers before going to Duizi District." Seeing Wu Chong's confused eyes, Maocai immediately explained.
"The tearing of space during the teleportation process has a great impact on the body of ordinary people. Transit is needed to eliminate this oppression. The pressure caused by the ultra-long teleportation distance is something that even the immortal level cannot withstand." The tooth next to him
Jin Ye immediately added.
This time when the spoils were divided, he and Maocai, two 'cronies', took the lion's share.
The rest of the people got some benefits more or less, and even Xiaotou, who reported Wu Chong, received a medium-grade spiritual stone. This also made Xiaotou's firm belief shaken once again.
After a short rest, everyone stepped onto the teleportation array again.
After passing the message more than thirty times in a row, Wu Chong felt a little dizzy, not to mention the others, whose little heads were paralyzed on one side and foaming at the mouth.
In the past, people from the Thirteenth Hall used to take the teleportation array when they went on missions, but there was no such transmission. The body of the newly appointed Deacon Wu was made of unknown novel materials, and it had no effect after being transmitted more than thirty times.
"arrive."
After regaining consciousness for a moment and getting rid of the dizziness, Wu Chong's eyes fell on the world outside the teleportation array.
As the light of the teleportation array dissipated, a huge black stone square appeared in front of them. At a glance, they could see that it was surrounded by neatly arranged circular arrays, and there were many people wearing immortal costumes managing the teleportation channels.
"Hurry down when you arrive, don't delay the teleportation of those behind you!"
Seeing that Wu Chong and the others were not moving, the members of the Immortal Mansion who were guarding next to them opened their mouths to remind them.
Wu Chong heard this and walked out of the teleportation array first.
Maocai and the others who had calmed down from behind also hurriedly followed.
Walking out of the huge black stone square where the teleportation array is located, there are dense passages outside. Each passage has labels such as 'Qian, Kun, Heaven, and Earth'. Wu Chong searched for a while and found the 'Dui' area inside.
' sign and walked in.
After entering the passage, a complex layer of 'immortal texts' flickered and lit up, and Wu Chong took a cursory glance.
Don’t know anyone!
The Immortal Wen system is extremely large, and so far, he only knows one semi-immortal wen, who is considered semi-illiterate.
He knew a person with the word "ji" and half a word for "chao", and he had not yet come into contact with the fairy text with the word "Ning". He only knew that there was such a word, but he had no idea in his head what it was like. He also didn't know the corresponding fairy text.
he.
"These immortal texts are all products of the Tianxing Palace. None of them are normal. They study those messy things every day. The books about dream demons within the Immortal Palace were written by them."
After a while, Maocai regained her energy.
Seeing Wu Chong reading the fairy text, he opened his mouth to explain. In fact, Maocai himself didn't know many things. The information he told was basically hearsay. But they all came from the Thirteenth Hall.
He is from the middle-level area, so even if it is a rumor, it is important news to Qingshifang.
"Let's go."
After remembering the name of the Immortal Palace Institution, Tianxing Palace, Wu Chong turned around and continued moving forward.
So far, he already knows the four main halls of the Immortal Mansion. They are the Tiangong Hall, the Dan Hall, the Law Enforcement Hall and the Tianxing Hall. Their Thirteenth Hall is a subordinate agency of the Law Enforcement Hall. The other two are also easy to understand, Lian.
Tools and alchemy. Only the Tianxing Palace is different. Its existence is relatively mysterious, and it is engaged in important research in the Immortal Palace. It can be seen from the books related to dream demons that I have seen before. The Tianxing Palace has done a lot secretly.
Things, but these things are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
After passing through the passage, the scene outside suddenly changed, and the flashing fairy characters receded little by little like flowing words.
A prosperous scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
After a layer of light swept across the Thirteenth Palace costumes on everyone's bodies, the blockade dispersed.
"arrive."
Maocai and the others breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the familiar scene, and said to Deacon Wu in front of them.