[Code name 78, please attend the Immortal Court Undercover Conference at the same time tomorrow.]

【Please reply when you receive it.】

【Messager: Qingfeng】

Just as Zhang Wuji was squeezing and his mind suddenly moved. The true energy was steadily exported to the alchemy furnace. He took out the life-threatening blue jade plate from the storage ring. The essence and blood were activated and he saw it.

Le Qingfeng's message.

Fairy Court Conference?

This is the first time I heard of it.

【Conference Form?】

Zhang Wuji sent out four words casually.

【Online.】

【Soul Communication.】

The breeze returns in seconds.

【Organizer and object?】

[The Immortal Court Special Envoy and All Demon Sect Undercover.]

I simply calculated the days and I should have time, so Zhang Wuji ignored it after confirming it.

"Brother Wuji, what are you doing?"

Yiyi asked while rolling on the bed.

"It's okay, chat with the puppy."

"Code name seven or eight, the content of the next meeting will be recorded truthfully in the Ultimate Building and blocked by the law of cause and effect. No one can disclose it, otherwise it will be backfired by the secret of heaven. Please remember it."

On the night of the second day, Zhang Wuji finished his busy day and returned to the cave. After saying hello, he came to his usual retreat, opened the ban, immersed his spiritual sense in the jade board, and then came to it.

The mysterious space.

A bit like the Qiankun Palace in the Immortal Court.

Zhang Wuji looked around curiously.

What received him was a puppet standing at the door of the hall, mechanically repeating the words in his mouth.

Ultimate Tower is the family-born immortal weapon of the guest elder of the Immortal Court and the famous metaphysicist Zuo Qiuyun. It is a famous magic weapon of heavenly secrets in Jiuzhou.

Its greatest effect is to block cause and effect.

Every righteous monk who was chosen to come to the Demon Sect to be an undercover agent will be treated by the Ultimate Tower and briefly separated from his past. Their former relatives, friends and family members will forget this person under the impression of Tianji, except for the Immortal Court and

Almost no one remembers the top leaders of their respective sects.

Zhang Wuji's past identity is, except for his master and master, Qingfeng is still remembered clearly.

I have to say it's quite sad.

After all, I have the same brothers as my fellow disciples of Taiyi Sword Sect, and no one knows me even if I go back now.

Walking into this illusory Qiankun Hall, several people have already sat in it, and everyone can't see their faces clearly. They sit quietly in their respective positions, closing their eyes to rest.

Zhang Wuji found a random seat and sat down, waiting.

As time goes by, more and more undercover people appear in the hall. After about half an hour, there are very few people coming. Obviously, almost all of them can come.

"Welcome the special envoy of the Immortal Court!"

At this time, a strange sound was pinching his throat. Everyone looked up and saw a man wearing a black robe of gold-plated auspicious clouds walking up the platform with big strides, waved his sleeves and sat on his head, full of style.

/p>

"Why don't you treat the ritual when you see the special envoy of the Immortal Court?"

The strange voice spoke again, and it actually seemed a bit reproachful.

Zhang Wuji felt a little confused.

Among the undercover staff, only a few people hesitated to get up and salute simply.

I saw the envoy of the Immortal Court looking around and noticed that there were still many empty seats. He snorted coldly and asked, "It's already this time, why are there still people who haven't arrived in time?"

The hall was silent and no one spoke.

At this time, the person sitting in the front stood up and said, "Enterprise, maybe they really can't leave if they have something to do."

"Or, they're dead."

The sound should be Qingfeng.

The aura in the hall suddenly became dull, and the undercovers were all a little restless.

"Hmph, useless waste."

The envoy snorted again.

Zhang Wuji's heart once again had a faint doubt. How could the Xianting send a fool to preside over such an important matter?

"The main reason for organizing this meeting is that the Immortal Court wants to collect your recent achievements and information to support...the Immortal Court's next action plan for the Demon Sect."

"So, in order."

"You!"

The envoy of the Immortal Court waved his hand and pointed at the brother in the first row.

The latter looked around and said in a somewhat awkward tone: "Enterprise, I am an undercover contact, not an undercover agent."

"Damn it, is there nothing to say for the contact person? Say!"

"How many undercover agents are there under your command? How many of them are currently involved in the Demon Sect? Have you obtained valuable information? Can you always say this? Do you still need this special envoy to teach you?"

"Oh, OK."

The contact person had to nod and said with a yes, "There are more than ten people under my command, and no one has successfully joined the Demon Sect. They are all following the Demon Sect in the Small Demon Sect. There are no major moves recently."

The envoy snorted coldly.

"Next."

The contact person sat down awkwardly, and it was Qingfeng's turn.

"Well, I don't have a particularly outstanding undercover agent, especially the kind of scum who penetrated into the Demon Sect and enjoyed life."

Zhang Wuji: "???"

After several contacts finished speaking, their perfunctory attitude was extremely obvious. The envoy was obviously a little embarrassed and angry, and his tone became worse and worse. When several undercover agents reported, such as the procurement of the Demon Sect without any nutrition, subordinates

The love affairs of the disciples, the illusory legends, and the words are in vague.

"Okay!"

"Are there so many people in the hall who eat the wastes worshipped in the fairy court?"

"The Immortal Court went through a lot of hardships to send you to the Demon Sect as an undercover agent, and it took endless manpower and material resources to get such meaningless information?"

"What a group of people who have a good meal."

"Don't anyone have any information about the Demon Sect Master or the Demon Lord? Huh?"

The envoy rebuked everyone again.

Many undercover agents here, at least elite disciples from major sects, had no choice but to receive such a scam mission, and they had already been furious and their faces were not very good at this time.

"Enterprise, if you think your brothers are not doing their job well, why not withdraw us and go back to your own house."

An undercover near Zhang Wuji said lightly, his tone was full of sarcasm.

"If you dream, if you have no progress as an undercover agent, don't even think about it, just die in the Demon Sect!"

As soon as this threat came out, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became a little weird.

I have to say that this Hanzi is a master of emotional motivation, and it is quite appropriate to go to Blue Star to write novels.

Zhang Wuji was also a little unhappy at this time, but his questions continued to increase.

How could such an important task be handed over to a fool?

Is it true that the people of the Demon Sect said that the Immortal Court is really corrupt and useless?

Why not try it yourself.

"I have information about the Demon Lord."

He held his hands high and successfully attracted everyone's attention.

"Say!"
Chapter completed!