He opened his mouth but couldn't ask.

Different from the mainstream means unusual.

Before you know whether it is good or bad, you can't talk about it everywhere. Moreover, since the forum has no relevant information, it means that the black full moon is not something that can be understood at a low level.

The higher the level, the more confidential it is. This is what ordinary people understand.

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

Why is the character card given to me different from the ordinary night tour god? I didn’t tell me any information about this dog days, and I was 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 obtained two contents, one was a copy guide that he had read before (Five Elements Alliance Edition), and the other was an introduction to Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple.

"Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple, the temple in Sandaoshan, Songjiang Prefecture in the early Ming Dynasty, worshipped the god Sandaoshan Niangniang. This lady is good at praying for rain and expelling ghosts, refining elixirs and curing diseases, and benefiting the people. Sandaoshan Niangniang became a fairy queen, and in front of the local government, the gentry and the people paid for her to build a temple for her.

"Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple has declined early and many precious research materials have been missing - excerpted from Songfu Library."

Excerpted from Songfu Library.

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

Does Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple really exist? It exists in history?

If so, has the Empress really existed? Or is she a real person?

Will there be real people in the spiritual realm?

If she was a real person, would she crawl out of the spiritual realm and look for me? Zhang Yuanqing was frightened by her own thoughts.

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

He never hurts his brains when he can ask things.

Guan Ya turned around.

Zhang Yuanqing told her about the Sandaoshan Empress.

"He should have told you that the spiritual realm is between reality and illusion." Old Si Ji raised his cup, took a sip, and said:

"Many scenes in the spiritual realm exist based on reality, such as "Linggang Reservoir" and "Xianshui Paradise" and other night-trip spiritual realms that can find corresponding places in reality, but there is obviously no such thing in reality, otherwise it would have been messed up."

So, although the Sandaoshan Niang really existed, the one I saw was fictionalized from the spiritual realm? Zhang Yuanqing felt relieved.

Old man, just stay in the spiritual realm obediently.

Beijing, Beishuimen Airport.

Yuan Ting, who was thin-looking, sat on a spacious seat in the business class, dressed in a black formal suit, black shirt, and had a meticulous hair combed, and was dressed like a business elite.

Through the narrow window, he looked down at the lights of thousands of houses below, brilliant and gorgeous.

Today, he just reported to the organization that the Sheling Tunnel was being guided. In the afternoon, he would be summoned to the capital.

But it has nothing to do with Sheling Tunnel. This time I returned to Beijing, the head of Taiyi Sect convened a night tour god scattered across the country to Beijing for a meeting.

Large-scale conferences like this are usually only held at the end of the year every year, because at that time, night tour gods from all over the country had to come to Beijing to report their work and report their work.

If there are exceptions, it will be a big deal.

Hopefully it is not bad news Yuan Ting looked at the city lights getting closer and closer, and his thoughts were full of thoughts.

The plane landed smoothly. Yuan Ting got off the plane, dragged his suitcase straight to the parking lot on the second floor of the underground, and boarded the special car to pick it up there.

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

A banquet was being held here, with gentlemen and ladies wearing black formal clothes, black jackets and black long skirts holding wine glasses and passing through the food, chatting and laughing at the wine cups.

"Yo, Captain Yuan is here."

Just as Yuan Ting picked up a glass of wine from the waiter's plate, he saw a man wearing a black shirt approaching him. His refreshing hair, bright eyes, tough face, and a standard inverted triangle.

"Jian Ji!"

Yuan Ting looked at the welcome friend 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 hugged him to the table. There were six people sitting at the table, three men and three women. These were the night tour gods that Yuan Ting trained at the same time when he first entered Taiyi.

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

After a few simple greetings, Yuan Ting inquired:

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

Yang Qian, who tied her ponytail and wearing leather jacket and pants, pursed her lips and whispered:

"We were talking about this topic just now, and we only knew that the level of confidentiality was very high, and we didn't even know about the deacon."

She has a graceful figure, capable hair, no makeup or jewelry, and she looks heroic.

The deacon was not qualified to know? Yuan Ting nodded slightly and did not ask more questions.

Jian Ji raised his glass with a smile, "I will know naturally when the meeting starts later. It's useless to think about these things now. By the way, are there any interesting things recently?"

The cool Yang Qian smiled and said:

"I have an interesting thing here. A while ago, the eldest son of the Xiahou family in the coastal coast was beaten and destroyed by the palace master of the "Stop Killing Palace". I heard that when the elders of the Xiahou family arrived at the scene, they were almost out of reach.

"Although I was rescued with the original liquid of life, my vitality was severely damaged. I guess I didn't dare to go out for a long time. If there is a spiritual realm mission in the near future, he will definitely die."

"Stop killing the palace?" A male classmate looked at Yuan Ting: "If you remember correctly, this is the Ling Realm Walker Organization in Songhai area. Why did you get into trouble with the Xiahou family?"

Yuan Ting shook his head and said, "The people who stopped killing the palace were all very extreme, especially the palace master, a very crazy man. It doesn't matter if they fight with anyone. However, their attitude towards the official organization is quite kind and they are usually at peace."

Yang Qian sighed: "That palace master is a high-level spiritual realm practitioner, and even the deacon may not be her opponent. As long as this kind of person is not too much, just turn a blind eye."

After chatting for a while, Jian Ji looked around and said, "The base of our night tour gods is still too small. We can only watch other professions make the wind and rain, and make the show."

"Speaking of this, there has been no amazing night-watching god in our door for many years." Xia Liang, with a round face and cute appearance, her voice was soft and a little coquettish.

Since he talked about this topic, Yuan Ting was interested and said:

"I have a big news here, which is related to our night tour god."

The people at the table looked over, with curious expressions on their faces.

"Do you still remember the Sheling Tunnel?" Yuan Ting asked.

"Well, the novice bug spirit realm, Jiang Lin and Zhao Kai died in that time." Jian Ji asked in confusion: "Did this ghost place kill who else?"

"From now on, the first kill in Sheling Tunnel has been completely defeated by a boy."

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

After a few seconds, Jian Ji said in a daze: "Is this happening?"

Xia Bing widened her eyes and said loudly in her coquettish voice: "Yuan Ting, don't joke."

The others looked suspicious.

Yuan Ting nodded affirmatively: "This matter has been reported to the sect. You can ask your respective superiors. If you just ask if you don't read the guide, the deacon should tell you."

The doubt turned into a roar of surprise, and the night-going gods at the table looked surprised and excited.

"This is a big deal."

"That brother is awesome, how did he do it? Damn, I just want to read the guide now and don't want to have a meeting."

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

Yang Qian looked around and asked, "Has this newcomer joined Taiyi? Can someone be in Beijing?"

Yuan Ting seemed to be more excited and shook his head and said regretfully:

"You don't know anything. That guy was recruited by the people from the Five Elements Alliance. Fu Qingyang personally called Elder Sun to ask for a guide. When Elder Sun heard that the trial mission was Sheling Tunnel, he said on the spot that he didn't want this person.

"The water you poured out after the words you said can't be taken back. Oh, the elder is confused."

"It's really confused."

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

While beating the lofty elder, Yuan Ting suddenly saw a middle-aged man in black walking over and heading straight for him, saying:

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

Yuan Ting's expression froze instantly.

The banquet was approaching soon, and the waiter removed the plate and drinks.

The soft lights also turned into bright and fiery conference lamps. The night-walking gods in the hall sat at their own round tables, waiting silently, and more than a hundred people remained silent, and the needles could be heard.

During the long wait, an old man wearing a white training suit entered the conference room in high expectations.

He was nearly two meters tall and extremely arrogant. His face was no wrinkles, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and a golden sun was rolling between his eyebrows, like a tattoo.

If it weren't for his silver hair showing his age, he would look more beautiful than young people.

The great elder of Taiyi Sect, spiritual realm id: Red Ri criminal.

The night-walking gods sat upright, straightened their backs, and gave enough respect to the strongest night-walking god under the sect leader.

The Red Ri Zhengguan glanced at the many disciples below and said slowly:

"Not long ago, the sect leader sensed that the Demon Lord had died, and the great troubles in Taiyi's sect had been eliminated. However, the Demon Lord character card did not return to the spiritual realm and his whereabouts were unknown. Next, you will have to search for the Demon Lord's successor.

"This successor has two major characteristics: the profession mark is not a crescent moon, but a full black moon. When you pass the spiritual realm, you have a character card reward that ordinary night tour gods do not have."
Chapter completed!