Spirit Walker Chapter 22

He opened his mouth, but couldn't ask.

Different from the mainstream means unusual.

Before I know if it's good or bad, I can't talk about it everywhere. Moreover, since there is no relevant information on the forum, it means that the black full moon cannot be understood at a low level.

Of course, the higher the level, the more confidential it is. This is a principle that ordinary people understand.

Especially since he is still a rookie, he does not have the ability and experience to deal with emergencies.

Why is the character card that Brother Bing gave me different from the ordinary Yeyoushen? He didn't tell me any information about this **** day, and people went missing again.

Then, he exited the post and clicked on the search box of the forum, intending to check the situation of Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple.

After typing "Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple", he got two contents, one was the dungeon strategy (Five Elements League version) that he had read before, and the other was an introduction to Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple.

"Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple, the temple of Sandaoshan in Songjiang Prefecture at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the **** of worship is Sandaoshan Niangniang. This Niangniang is good at praying for rain to exorcise ghosts, alchemy to cure diseases, and benefit one side. The fairy queen, in front of the local government, the squires and the common people invested in building a temple for her.

"Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple declined prematurely, and many precious research materials are missing - excerpted from Songfu Library."

Excerpted from Songfu Library......

Looking at these words, Zhang Yuanqing's face was dull, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

Is Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple real? exist in history?

If that's the case, did that concubine really exist? Or, is she a real person herself?

Will there be real people in the spiritual realm?

If she were a real person, would she climb out of the spiritual realm to find me... Zhang Yuanqing was frightened by his own thoughts.

"Sister Guan Ya, I have a question..."

As far as you can ask, he never hurts his brain.

Guan Ya turned around.

Zhang Yuanqing told her his guesses about Lady Sandaoshan.

"Shi Chang should have told you that the spiritual realm is between the real and the illusory." Lao Si Ji raised the cup, took a sip, and said:

"Many scenes in the spiritual realm exist based on reality, such as "Lingang Reservoir" and "Xiang Shui Paradise", which can all find corresponding locations in reality, but there are obviously no such things in reality. Otherwise, it would have been messed up."

So, although the Three Dao Mountain Goddess really existed, the one I saw was a fictional one in the spiritual realm? Zhang Yuanqing was relieved.

Old Bangzi, just stay in the spiritual realm.

Beijing, Beishuimen Airport.

Yuan Ting, with a thin appearance, sat on the spacious seat of the business class, dressed in a black formal suit and black shirt, his hair was meticulously combed, and he was dressed like a business elite.

Through the small window of the machine, he overlooked the thousands of lights below, which were splendid and splendid.

Just reported to the organization today that the Sheling Tunnel was raided, and in the afternoon, he will be summoned to the capital.

But it has nothing to do with the Sheling Tunnel. This time back to Beijing, the master of Taiyi convened the night wandering gods scattered across the country to come to Beijing for a meeting.

Large-scale meetings like this are usually only held at the end of each year, because at that time, night wanderers from all over the country have to go to Beijing to report their work and report their work.

If there is an exception, it must be a big deal.

Hope it's not bad news... Yuan Ting looked at the city lights that were getting closer and had a lot of thoughts.

The plane landed smoothly, Yuan Ting got off the plane, dragged his suitcase and went straight to the parking lot on the second basement floor, where he boarded the special car to pick up the plane.

Forty minutes later, the special car arrived at a five-star hotel. Yuan Ting put away his luggage and took the elevator to the large conference room on the top floor.

A banquet is being held here. The ladies and gentlemen in black formal suits, black coats, and long black dresses, holding wine glasses, shuttled between the delicacies, chatting and laughing in gongchao.

"Hey, Captain Yuan is here."

As soon as Yuan Ting picked up a glass of wine from the waiter's plate, he saw a man in a black shirt coming up to meet him, with refreshing inch hair, bright eyes, a tough face, and a standard inverted triangle body.

"Jian Ji!"

Yuan Ting looked at the friend he had ushered in and smiled, "Long time no see."

"Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time. Let's go and say hello."

Jian Ji put his hand on Yuan Ting's shoulder and brought him to the table. There were six people sitting at the table, three males and three females. These were the night wandering gods that Yuan Ting trained at the same time when he first entered Taiyi.

Now everyone is scattered all over the place, and they are already captain-level characters.

After a few simple greetings, Yuan Ting inquired:

"Why did the sect master call everyone to Beijing this time?"

With a ponytail and wearing a leather jacket and pants, Yang Qian pursed her lips and said in a low voice:

"We were talking about this topic just now. We only know that the level of confidentiality is very high, and even the deacon doesn't know about it."

She has a graceful figure, neat hair, no makeup or jewelry, and she is valiant.

Deacons are not qualified to know? Yuan Ting nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

Jian Ji raised his glass with a smile, "I'll know it later when the meeting starts. It's useless to think about it now. By the way, is there anything interesting recently?"

The sassy Yang Qian smiled and said:

"I have an interesting story here. A while ago, the eldest son of the Xiahou family in the coastal area was beaten up by the palace master of the "killing palace". I heard that when the elders of the Xiahou family arrived at the scene, they were already dying.

"Although he was rescued with the original liquid of life, his vitality was severely damaged. It is estimated that he would not dare to go out for a long time. If there is a spiritual realm mission in the near future, he will surely die."

"The Killing Palace?" A male classmate looked at Yuan Ting: "If I remember correctly, this is an organization of spiritual practitioners in the Songhai area. How did it get into trouble with the Xiahou family?"

Yuan Ting shook his head and said: "The people in the Killing Palace are very extreme, especially the palace owner, who is a complete lunatic. It is not surprising that they are torn with anyone. However, their attitude towards the official organization is still kind, and they are usually quiet. ."

Yang Qian said with emotion: "The palace master is a high-level spiritual realm walker, and the deacons may not be her opponents. As long as this kind of character is not too excessive, it is enough to keep one eye closed."

After chatting for a while, Jian Ji looked around and said, "We still have too few bases for night tour gods, so we can only watch other professions make trouble and show off the limelight."

"Speaking of which, we haven't seen a stunning night wanderer for many years." Xia Liang with a round face and lovely face said, her voice was soft and a little whimpering.

Since talking about this topic, Yuan Tinglai became interested and said:

"I have some big news here, it's related to our Night Wandering God."

The people at a table looked over with curiosity on their faces.

"Remember Sheling Tunnel?" Yuan Ting asked.

"Well, in the novice-level bug spirit realm, Jiang Lin and Zhao Kai died in it." Jian Ji asked inexplicably, "Is this ghost place killing someone again?"

"From now on, the first kill of the Sheling Tunnel will be gone, and a kid will attack it."

Yuan Ting's words were like a dud, causing the night wandering gods at the table to lose their voices.

After a few seconds, Jian Ji asked blankly, "Is there such a thing?"

Xia Bing widened her eyes and said loudly in her whining voice, "Yuan Ting, don't be joking."

Others looked suspicious.

Yuan Ting nodded affirmatively: "This matter has been reported to the door, you can ask your superiors, but if you don't read the strategy, the deacon should tell you."

The doubts turned into exclamations, and the night wandering gods at the table were stunned and excited.

"This is a big deal."

"Brother Niu, how did he do it, what the fuck, I just want to watch the strategy now, and I don't want to have a meeting."

"Wake up, you shouldn't have access to it."

Yang Qian looked around and asked, "Has this newcomer joined Taiyi Clan? Is he in Beijing?"

Yuan Ting seemed to have more fun, shook his head and said regretfully:

"You don't know, that guy was recruited by the people of the Five Elements Alliance. Fu Qingyang personally called Elder Sun to ask for a guide~www.mtlnovel.com~ When Elder Sun heard that the trial mission was the Sheling Tunnel, he said on the spot that he didn't want it. people.

"The water that was spilled out of what was said can't be taken back. Alas, the elder is confused."

"It's really confusing."

"Elder Sun, this... I'm angry."

While crusade against the high-ranking elder, Yuan Ting suddenly saw a middle-aged man in black come over, went straight to him, and said:

"Yuan Ting, Elder Sun said, after the meeting, don't leave, go to his place."

Yuan Ting's expression instantly froze.

The banquet soon came to an end, and the waiter removed the plates and drinks.

The soft lights also turned into bright and fiery conference lights. The night wandering gods in the hall sat at their respective round tables, waiting in silence. More than a hundred people were silent, and the needles could be heard.

During the long wait, an old man in a white training suit entered the conference room with earnest anticipation.

He was nearly two meters tall, extremely proud, with no wrinkles on his face, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and a round golden circle between his eyebrows, like a tattoo.

If it weren't for the silver hair that showed his age, he looked more prosperous than young people.

Taiyi Clan Great Elder, Spirit Realm ID: Crimson Sun Judge.

All the Yeyoushen sat upright, straightened their waists, and gave enough respect to the strongest Yeyoushen under the sect master.

The Crimson Sun Judge glanced at the many disciples below and said slowly:

"Not long ago, the sect master sensed the death of the Demon Lord, and the Taiyi family's confidant has been eliminated. But the Demon Lord character card has not returned to the spiritual realm, and his whereabouts are unknown. Next, you will try your best to search for the descendant of the Demon Lord.

"This successor has two characteristics: the occupational mark is not a crescent moon, but a black full moon. When you clear the spiritual realm, you will have a character card reward that ordinary night gods do not have."

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