In the chat group hall, after seeing his teacher Xu Xian offline, Nezha said with a smile.

"Members of the Jingtian group, what are your plans in the future? Do you plan to stay in your own world and be an ordinary shopkeeper?"

Jingtian listened to Nezha's inquiry and answered lazily.

"Life is pretty good like this."

"I also went offline to do my own business."

Ying Zheng looked at the somewhat deserted chat room, said something, and then went offline.

"Why do we feel like we are the only two who have less time? The other group members seem to be very busy."

Nezha asked in confusion as he watched the Yingzheng group members go offline, leaving only himself and Jingtian group members online.

"Most of the big guys are in retreat, and the new group members are working hard to improve their strength, so that's it."

Jingtian said helplessly, he usually had nothing to do and could only stay in the chat room and read.

"Hey, Jingtian group member, and Nezha group member, why are you two the only ones online? Isn't there a new member joining the group? Why don't we see the new group member?"

At this moment, Wukong happened to be online. He opened his eyes and looked at Jingtian and Nezha chatting there. Wukong asked confusedly.

"It turns out to be Boss Wukong. Long time no see. The new group member Xin Qiji has been offline."

Jingtian looked at the fourth-level boss Wukong and said with a smile. He could be regarded as watching Wukong grow from a child to an adult. Thanks to the different flow rates between worlds, Jingtian's side has not been here for a long time, only seven or eight.

Months, Wukong has been there for more than ten years, which makes Jingtian always have a feeling that things are right and people are different.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, members of the Jingtian group. I can only say that the speed of time in my world and yours are too different. It won't be long, maybe only a few years ago in your world, and I will already become an old man."

Wukong looked at Jingtian and said helplessly that the time in the world he lived in flowed too fast, which made Wukong himself very helpless.

"Or, Mr. Wukong, you can leave a trace of your mind and log into the chat group hall all the time, so that the time flow rate in your world will be at the same level as most of our group members."

Jingtian said with a smile that thanks to him being an old group member, he knew that when a group member consciously logs into the chat group hall, the time in the world where the group member is located will be synchronized with the time in the chat group hall.

"Forget it. Our lifespans start at a hundred years anyway. Plus, I'm really running out of skills. My clones are patrolling the whole world, and my main body has to practice, so I'm really too busy."

Wukong said with a smile that his current fourth-level strength was achieved through transformation, but he still had no clue about the next step. He could only practice step by step every day, striving to improve himself.

By mastering the power to the smallest detail, you can reach what Zhang Sanfeng's group member said, the state of subtlety, where the feathers cannot fall. Although Wukong doesn't quite understand what this means, there is nothing wrong with working hard to hone his own strength.

At this moment, Grandma Dryad opened her eyes and saw the three group members who were chatting. She saw the figure of an old man sitting on a chair at the end of the hall. She sighed that the new group member this time was the queen of the human race.

, and then logged off without saying a word.

"Hey, how come this Dryad Granny group member went online and then went offline after just one glance?"

Nezha looked puzzled at Grandma Dryad's behavior and turned to ask Shuiqun Yiba Sedum.

"She probably didn't want to stay anymore after seeing that the new group members this time were from the human race. Now most of the group members in the chat group are from the human race. There are only members of the Sun Wukong group, Big Big Wolf group and tree demons.

Grandma belongs to the demon clan. As for the big boss Nuwa, I am not a third-level person like me who can comment on it. Anyway, during this time, besides checking in online, the tree demon grandma is teaching the clansmen in her own world. I heard her mention it accidentally, and she seems to be preparing for it.

Build a village and include flowers, trees, trees and spirits.”

Jingtian said nonchalantly, although in some group member worlds, the human and demon races are incompatible, but in the chat group, the group members can still restrain themselves very well, but the tree demon grandma is always focused on attacking.

It is understandable that he is usually taciturn when it comes to teaching his people.

"Oh, by the way, member of the Jingtian group, actually, I have always been curious about one thing. Now that you are quite old, when do you plan to marry a wife and start a family?"

Nezha said with a smile that he had always been curious about why Jingtian was so free every day and didn't want to solve his life-long issues instead of staying in the chat room and reading books all day long.

"Yes, members of the Jingtian group joined the group very early. Logically speaking, they should have started a family and started a business by now. Why are you still alone?"

Wukong also smiled and said that thanks to his many years of communication with other group members in the chat group and the fact that his clones are all over the world, he has learned what it means to be human and have some common sense.

"Starting a family and starting a business? Indeed, that was a major event when I was still an ordinary person. But now, with my invincible and third-level strength in the human world, as long as I don't encounter a few elders from Shushan, as well as heaven and the demon world,

, a master in the ghost world, in terms of the human world alone, I can be said to be at the level of a top master."

Jingtian calmly recounted his current situation. The Shushan family is the only one in the human world, and other cultivation sects also respect Shushan. As for the heavens and the demon world, they are not comparable to the human world.

"Therefore, you are invincible in the human world. If you don't fight with heaven, who will you fight with?"

Nezha asked curiously.

"The joke about members of the Nezha group is not funny at all. What is heaven? It is the consciousness of the world, and it is the way of heaven. If I encounter danger and still pray for the protection of heaven, how can I fight with heaven?"

After Jingtian heard Nezha's words, the serious atmosphere that had been brewing instantly dissipated. He looked at Nezha helplessly and Jingtian explained.

"To put it simply, with my current strength, I can only rest in one place in the world where I am. If I go to heaven or the demon world, I can be beaten to death easily. Therefore, I can only stay in the human world and stay behind closed doors.

"

"So, does this have anything to do with you starting a family and starting a business?"

Nezha looked at Jingtian with a puzzled expression. Didn't he just talk about starting a family and starting a business? Why did he talk about strength?

"To start a family and start a career, you must at least be well-matched, right? I don't like ordinary girls, and I can't find an accomplished female monk, so I'm helpless."

Jingtian said truthfully.

"Okay, I'm really convinced by you."

Wukong and Nezha looked at each other and said with a smile.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, in a wooden house, Xin Qiji opened his eyes and looked at the familiar scenes around him. Everything he experienced just now seemed like a dream. Xin Qiji couldn't believe that he had really entered a fairyland.

, or in other words, an existence far beyond one's own knowledge.

"panel"

After being stunned for a while, Xin Qiji came back to his senses, looked forward, and shouted tentatively.

The next second, a square chat group panel appeared in front of Xin Qiji, and there were four strange things moving all the time.

"Is what happened just now real? The Southern Song Dynasty can be saved, and the Han people can be saved."

Xin Qiji burst into tears. It was already a great blessing to meet such an immortal fate in this life. He also had to have the help of four group members, which made Xin Qiji full of emotions. After calming down his excitement, Xin Qiji set his sights

Seeing the things that kept shaking on the chat group panel in front of him, and remembering the red envelopes that Jingtian bosses had mentioned before, Xin Qiji was curious, stretched out his hand, and clicked on the four things that kept shaking.

The next second, Xin Qiji knew that these four things were red envelopes. Then, a ray of light flashed, and a jade pendant and a small snake fell into Xin Qiji's hands.

"Is this the jade talisman that Mr. Xu Xian said, and the dragon that Mr. Jingtian said? There is also a contract."

After spending half an hour to finally roughly understand the operation of the chat group panel, Xin Qiji ordered the dragon to wrap around his wrist. Boss Jingtian also sent the contract to him, saving Xin Qiji a lot of time. After signing the contract,

With just a thought, you can command the dragon.

Then, Xin Qiji put away the jade talisman given by Xu Xian. Although it looked like a jade pendant, Xin Qiji did not dare to think of it as a jade pendant. After putting it into the chat group space, he looked at the chat group panel showing his three figures.

Fifteen thousand points, lost in thought.

"The way of literature and energy cultivates the awe-inspiring righteousness. Therefore, if there are no accidents, I will not be able to live forever in this life, and I will not be able to fly to the sky and escape from the earth."

Xin Qiji looked at the chat group panel in front of him and the methods of cultivating the Way of Wenqi in the chat group mall. He hesitated a little. When it came to the final decision, Xin Qiji was inevitably a little hesitant. It was his lifelong wish to destroy the golden man and regain the lost territory.

, However, his now aging body yearns for immortality even more, especially after experiencing the early death of his wife Fan Ruyu and the death of many old friends. Now he looks around and sees no one he is familiar with, which makes Xin Qiji hesitate.

"Ruyu, if you were here, you would definitely advise me not to meddle in my own business."

"Eternal life, eternal life, is nothing more than living an ignoble existence. Throughout my life, I, Xin Qiji, have been worthy of my heart, worthy of the Southern Song Dynasty, and worthy of the Han people. I have accomplished the affairs of the king and the world, and won a reputation both before and after my life. Now, isn't it the time for me to realize my ambition?"

"How can you hesitate, how can you give up."

"I, Xin Qiji, do not seek immortality in this life, but only seek to realize my ambitions, to be worthy of my heart and worthy of heaven and earth."

Xin Qiji spoke in a low voice, as if he was talking to other people, but also to himself. At the end of the sentence, his originally cloudy eyes became clear, as if he had returned to the days of fighting on the battlefield, and his tone became calm and solemn.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Qiji resolutely purchased the method of cultivating the Way of Wen Qi, and used all the points to strengthen his practice of the Way of Wen Qi. The next second, a white beam of light shot up into the sky, alarming all living beings within a thousand miles.

.

Xin Qiji only felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and his consciousness was already lost in the infinite awe-inspiring righteousness. Hundreds of figures with high crowns and ancient costumes appeared in Xin Qiji's consciousness, and then the deafening sounds of reading rang in Xin Qiji's ears.

A scene appeared in Xin Qiji's consciousness. It turned out that these hundreds of figures with high crowns and ancient costumes were the founders of hundreds of schools of thought. Now because Xin Qiji chose the way of literary spirit, heaven and earth have felt it, and he has passed on the inheritance of hundreds of schools of thought.

Passed on to Xin Qiji.

In place, a white beam of light shot straight into the sky, and all living beings could see this vision of heaven and earth. As Xin Qiji began to accept the inheritance of hundreds of schools of thought in this world, the statues of literary saints enshrined in all the Confucian temples in the Central Plains also began to shake.
Chapter completed!