"My clan's half-saints also went. After all, this is an excellent opportunity!"
Tianmeng, Virtual Mirror Gathering.
This illusory conference, structured by the power of the virtual world, covered almost the entire Northern War God's Sky.
It can be said that as long as the families, sects, and forces that have a foothold in the Northern Territory are larger, they are considered members of the Tianmeng.
The Tianmeng is extremely loose. It is both a fighting organization and a salted fish organization.
There are no tasks, no points, no talk of contribution, and no talk of other miscellaneous things.
Only meetings!
The purpose is to exchange intelligence and jointly defend against enemies outside the Northern Territory!
Of course, in most cases, there are not that many enemies in the Northern Territory, so there is usually only chatting here.
Anyone can open a virtual mirror party anytime and anywhere, even when eating, drinking tea, squatting, or having insomnia.
The premise is that your cultivation level is too weak, and there happens to be no serious business at the party.
At this time, the Tianmeng Virtual Mirror Gathering ushered in a climax that had not been seen for a long time.
On weekdays, there are only about ten people online at most, but at this time, the number of people attending the meeting at the same time surprisingly reached three digits.
In front of a virtual long table, there were many vague figures sitting there.
Taixu, half-saints can't tell the difference. Everyone has the right to speak and everyone can express their dissatisfaction. It seems to be one of the few places of freedom.
What everyone was discussing was the "Order to Request the Holy Spirit" which had just been promulgated by the Holy Temple, but had caused a turmoil in the five regions.
"You still hold back and say that my half-saint family also went there, without any hesitation!"
"It belongs to my clan."
"So is my faction."
"Isn't that true? It's rare for the Holy Temple to have an 'invitation'. This is just and legitimate. You won't be held accountable, and you won't have the great experience of being a saint... The queen of my clan who was canonized has been imprisoned for more than seventy years.
, I have become like a man in a cave, it’s been a long time since I let my breath go!”
"What are you trying to do? Be careful what you say! The Holy One cannot be insulted!"
"Haha, feel free here. I'm his grandson, so I'm not afraid."
"Ah, are there any semi-saints in the big family, and am I the only one in the family?"
"New here? Then I know which clan you are from. Our clan is near your clan."
"Well……"
Groups of people gathered together to discuss, each talking about his own topic, and it was quite lively.
Not long after, a loud voice suppressed the heated discussions of hundreds of people:
"Let me tell you!"
Suddenly everyone stopped talking and looked around, extremely surprised:
"Beifeng Sanren?"
"Hey, the Half-Saint is here. Didn't the Beifeng Half-Saint go to the ruins to play around?"
"Hehe, our half-saint wants to invite you, but he can't wait to go in first. The invitation is being sent by his men on the way, and he wants to invite the Sanren to meet again at the ruins for a drink... Well, the content is said, it seems to be an invitation
No need to send the post?"
"Do you have any advice from Bei Feng Sanren to our little Taixu? I'm hesitating whether to enter Ranming Tea House or not."
"Yes! No need to hesitate, another one comes in!"
"The more you say, the more mistakes you make."
"Misfortune comes from the mouth."
"Come, read with me, the ruins of the God-Slayer, the inheritance of the God-Slayer..."
The arrival of the Semi-Saint obviously pushed the virtual mirror party to a new climax.
The illusory long table continued to lengthen and began to rotate. There were many more seats around it, and many people joined it.
The Tianmeng did not limit the number of people from one faction who could attend the meeting. After all, this was the Xian... Tianmeng.
Sometimes, Insomniac sneaks in, and you can even hear that for convenience, senior executives of a certain powerful family from far away are discussing the genocide plan in the virtual mirror gathering that will cause people to suffer from insomnia.
Beifeng Sanren is one of the few Sanren semi-saints who are not concerned about family power!
He has witnessed too many absurdities in the virtual mirror party. Of course, he has also witnessed the growth of this party from small to large, and he has great affection for this place.
He has a cheerful personality, is outgoing, and has no airs at all. All the forces are willing to make friends with him.
The actual situation is...
Who dares to offend a semi-saint?
He is still a loose cultivator and a half-saint, which is extremely outrageous!
As a result, in this virtual mirror gathering, the prestige of the Beifeng San people was very high, and they were once pushed to the leader level - everyone believed that the Beifeng San people would never dare to do so.
He is willing to share.
This time, he came in with even greater intelligence:
"If you ask me, asking for a holy order is a trap. I'm here to warn everyone, don't just go to the Holy Temple and the muddy waters of the Holy Slaves just for a moment of pleasure, it will kill people!"
The people at the long table meeting suddenly laughed:
"Then San Ren, you're late."
"Everyone who should enter has entered, and those who don't know will not enter if you don't tell them. After all, we are used to living at home."
"I heard that not only the Half-Saint Circle in the Northern Territory is in turmoil, but the Half-Saints in the Eastern Territory and Southern Territory are also ready to move!"
"What kind of half-saints can there be in the eastern and southern regions, but they are less than a fraction of the number of half-saints in our northern region."
"Ah? The place where the semi-saints imprison themselves, the self-imprisoned heaven of the Northern Territory, can it be said to be so fresh and refined?"
"Hahaha, if you can break your wrist with the Holy Temple, you are awesome, you can imprison yourself in this family; if you can't break your wrist, go to hell and move to the Northern Territory to fight against the rift in another dimension... Ah, it feels like
Here we come... The red dress will never die! The light will last forever!"
"I feel like it's coming... Once a Northern Territory person, always a Northern Territory soul!"
"If you can't get out, you can't get out. Stop beating around the bush and show your loyalty, you face!"
"It's not absolute. Qi Duan Forbidden can take you out, but the Holy Temple can't reach that far. We have an example here."
"Hiss! I'm new here, what everyone is discussing..."
"Oh? New kid, have you signed the contract? Remember to leak out what you heard at the virtual mirror party. Tomorrow you will obtain the rare qualification of Face Saint! Everyone in your family has it!"
"Stop torturing the newcomers, Old Zhao... Newcomers, remember, if you don't want to die, just shut up. Otherwise, you won't have to wait until tomorrow. Beifeng Sanren will have to interview you when you log off."
"After all the hardships, have you finally cultivated to Taixu? Welcome to the world of Taixu. Congratulations on waking up from your dream and starting the next round of nightmares! Jiejiejiejie..."
"To Taixu, the real world! If you don't become a saint, you will eventually become a slave!"
"Haitang'er, my boss wants you to stand up and speak with your flowery hometown!"
"...Saint, the Saint of the Holy Emperor...well, starting."
"Uh, are you really here? Haha, I was joking just now. I am from the Puxuanjiang clan in the Northern Territory... Well, are there any quotas for me to enter the Seven-End Ban? I also want to see the scenery of the outside world...
…”
"Stop arguing. Didn't you see that Beifeng Sanren's head is about to split open? Let him say something. He is a semi-saint after all."
"Yes, the Holy Spirit cannot be insulted. You have already taken it..."
The chatter made Bei Feng San people's heads spin.
This is the problem with virtual mirror gatherings. Once there are too many people, all birds will be exposed.
After the conversation started, the next sentence became more and more flirtatious, and I couldn't stop at all.
What can be said and what cannot be said is poured out at once, regardless of whether there are new people present.
Who wiped the butt last?
To be continued...