I have a passive skill Chapter 1537 The Seven Stars from the Northern Territory unexpectedly attended the meeting, and their strange rebirths were shocking.
Chapter 1537 The Seven Stars from the Northern Territory unexpectedly attended the meeting, and their strange rebirths were shocking.
"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?
They are still the semi-saints guarding the rear!
Although it can also be regarded as a little fun to have fun, hehe...
Of course, Beifeng Sanren would not get angry because of this. After the excitement cooled down and everyone gave him the half-saint face to calm down, he said:
"Xu Xiaoshou is not a good person."
"Even if he doesn't die in the ruins of the God-Slaying God, he is too vindictive. When he comes out later, he will definitely beat up your house."
"Whether or not you want to kill your half-saint is another matter. With his arrogant personality, your baby will definitely not be able to keep it."
"Hey, that makes sense!" Discussions started again at the long table.
Beifeng Sanren did not stop this time and continued:
"Also, it's okay that your half-saint is mediocre. If you had stronger skills in any area and could really send him away in the ruins, the end would be even worse."
"Seizing the Tao! This is it! What you are taking is the Tao of the ancestor god's destiny. If he comes out, won't he fight with you?"
"Oh, you won't die in the ruins of the God-Slaying Master. You can feel good about defeating him with half a move, and send him away in the chaos."
"But back in the Five Domains, he has many tricks and extremely powerful methods. He can only use half of his 100 moves. Which half-saint clan has the confidence to be able to catch it?"
"No, are you confident that you won't die?"
After a few words, hundreds of people were silenced.
The virtual mirror gathering rarely became quiet. Even if everyone's faces were blurry, they could still see some condensed emotions, and they were just thinking like this:
"Oops."
"My clan's half-saints just went to have fun and enjoy themselves as soon as possible, and forgot to enjoy the consequences of this attack!"
But after a second thought, I quickly let go.
Who can cultivate to the level of semi-saint? Which one is a fool?
Unless this time they are determined to show their gratitude to the Holy Temple and compete for a place in the world, otherwise they are probably just going to the Ranming ruins.
Are you looking for a fight with Xu Xiaoshou?
Shit! He turned his head immediately when he heard the news!
Going somewhere is not just fun, why do you have to fight and lick the butt of the Holy Temple?
"I forgot to turn off the fire in my house. I'll take a look first."
"I also……"
"Then I also..."
There are still many people who directly cut off contact and went back to report to their own Half-Saints, or to take care of their own Half-Saints from other clans.
The half-saint is not at home?
It doesn't matter, it won't delay my loyalty!
The Northern Territory is not about fighting and killing, it is about worldliness, and a hot face is used to stick to a cold butt!
"Beifeng Sanren came here just to talk about this?" Someone also laughed and said, "As long as you are smart, you won't not be able to see through this layer."
"Presumptuous! Why are you talking to Beifeng Half Saint?"
"You kid, you really think you can talk arrogantly through a virtual mirror gathering, don't you? You'd better not let me, the Beigui Sect, find your family address!"
"I, the Mengluo Yang family, are also part of it. Do you really think Beifeng San people are easy to talk to, so why don't you just slap your nose in the face?"
"Send your name and let me teach you a lesson!"
"Okay!" Beifeng Sanren waved his hand to interrupt these people who were showing their kindness, and said helplessly: "Actually, I'm not mainly talking about this, but, how should I say it?"
After a brief pause, he said with a thoughtful tone:
"I just feel that maybe it's because the Holy Order hasn't been issued for so long, and it comes so unexpectedly. Is there any trap?"
"Or maybe the Five Domains Half-Saint has been imprisoned for so long, and now his whole brain is on fire. Just because of Xu Xiaoshou, I always feel that something is strange...well, I can't explain clearly."
Beifeng Sanren clicked his tongue twice, shook his head and said: "It's just a feeling."
"Half-holy feeling."
"The whim of a half-saint."
"The half-saint's ability to predict things ahead of time!"
"The semi-saint's supreme and absolute prediction..."
After hearing this ambiguous response, the people at the long table were speechless and there were also a lot of flattering voices.
Who would have thought that in the midst of these flattery sounds, the arrogant speaker who just spoke out was also surprised and said again:
"What a coincidence, I also had this premonition, that's why I didn't accept Ai Cangsheng's request for a holy order. Changyi and the others didn't listen to my advice and directly chose to enter the ruins... Beifeng Sanren, how do you feel? Can you tell me in detail?
listen?"
brush!
In an instant, the entire virtual mirror gathering was completely silent.
Do you feel it too?
What level are you and what is your status as a Beifeng Sanren? Do you dare to say such things?
You still call Emperor Cangsheng by his real name!
You are simply being extravagant!
Still have a long legacy...
etc!
A lasting legacy?
The war madness of the Seven Stars in the Northern Territory, the semi-saint who remains forever?
"Well……"
There were dozens of uh-huh sounds at the virtual mirror party, and they hesitated for a long time, unable to say anything.
Brushing, brushing, brushing...
All of a sudden, a dozen people were disconnected at the same time.
If we count them carefully, they all just stepped on this arrogant person in order to flatter Beifeng Sanren...
Oh, more than one kick.
"Comrade?"
Beifeng Sanren was happy.
These guys are insulting the saints. They just say that trouble comes from their mouths. Now it is estimated that more than ten families are going to panic. "May I ask your Excellency?"
"This is the Holy Saint Pei Zai."
"Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao Half Saint, Pei Zai, Half Saint of Seven Stars in the Northern Territory?" Beifeng Sanren was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of awe in his words, "You are not on the front line..."
"Go back home and take a rest."
"Oh, rest well, rest well, oh yes, what I just said is..."
There was a loud noise at the virtual mirror gathering.
Xiaoyao Half-Saint, this one is as famous as the Northern Territory War Mad Longevity Half-Saint. They are both big killers who mix in the frontline battlefields where extra-dimensional space is most frequently opened!
The Seven Stars of the Northern Territory, perhaps very few people in the Holy Spirit Continent have heard of it.
But this is because these seven half-saints have been on the battlefield for many years and have no time to come out.
Why was Tianmeng established?
It's not because a group of people need to come here to start a salty chat, but because the initial frontline battlefield requires a place where messages can be sent in a timely manner.
As a result, a Taixu world that runs day and night was built by the seven bosses and a group of Taixu at the suggestion of the leader of the Tianmen Alliance.
The Seven Stars of the Northern Territory are the first batch of Heavenly Alliance people.
The Tianmeng at that time was the real Tianmeng, inheriting the bloody spirit of the Northern Territory War God Tian in its bones!
Today’s Tianmeng…
Well, don’t mention it.
As the old saying goes, "If the front line is not guarded by the Seven Stars, how can we have the gentle countryside of Yujing?"
This is evaluation.
An explanation of the current pattern of salted fish in Tianmeng.
An interpretation of the peaceful world of the other four domains after the frontline battlefield.
And, the highest praise for the Northern Seven Stars!
now……
According to the words of Xiaoyao Half Saint Pei Zai, Zhan Kuang Changyi, who is also one of the Seven Stars, has entered the Ranming Ruins to stop Xu Xiaoshou?
No!
What he said was "them"...
Maybe, many of the fighting semi-saints on the frontline battlefield also want to visit the Ranming ruins?
Beifeng Sanren are also half-saints.
As a half-saint, he can boast even more than ordinary half-saints. After all, becoming a saint as a casual cultivator is also a beautiful legend.
But compared with semi-saints like the Seven Stars of the Northern Territory, it's like Jiang Buyi to the Ten Seats.
After hesitating for a long time, Beifeng Sanren had completely forgotten the "feeling" he was about to say and was completely unable to say a word.
"No need to feel it!"
At this moment, a blurry figure condensed at the head of the long table where Xu Jing was gathering.
"I knock!"
"What day is today?"
Everyone at the long table exploded immediately.
How many years have we not seen this figure appear?
The leader of the Seven Stars in the Northern Territory, the first pillar of the frontline battlefield, the single-handed founder of the Tianmeng...
"The leader is here!"
"What did I see, Leader of Yansheng Alliance?"
"Welcome to the leader of the Yansheng Alliance! The Heavenly Alliance will be unified for generations to come..."
"Shut up, don't flatter me. You want to die. You really let the alliance leader know that the Tianmeng alliance he created back then has become such a bad thing today...cough! I didn't say anything, I am a raccoon eagle.
Taught.”
"I've met the leader!"
"Hello, boss leader!"
The crowd at the long table uttered awe, and restrained the strong flattery from the previous meeting. Everyone looked very upright, as if they were all direct descendants of the God of War.
Beifeng Sanren scratched his numb scalp.
True to that sentence, what day and what kind of wind can blow these big guys back from the frontline battlefield today?
"Leader, may I ask what you mean by 'no need to feel'?" Beifeng Sanren hesitated to speak, feeling that there was a big hole inside.
Xiaoyao Half Saint Pei Zai also looked at him without making a sound, he was equally curious.
The leader of the Tianmeng Alliance, Yansheng, could not see his face, but everyone could feel that his gaze swept over everyone in the gathering one by one, and then he spoke in a very heavy tone:
"There's a big problem at the Priest Killing Site."
"Everyone should return home immediately, return to their clan, and report to the semi-saints of each clan that they must not enter the ruins."
"Remember, this is the 'Heavenly Alliance Order', and anyone who violates it will be punished!"
hiss--
There were gasps from below.
The Tianmeng Order, wasn’t this launched because the situation on the frontline battlefield was extremely dangerous?
Beifeng Sanren felt that his voice was a little erratic: "Dare I ask..."
…
"Boss, what happened?"
Relics of God, an intelligence worker from Fenqin's old department, looked at the stagnant figure in front of him and spoke hesitantly.
"See for yourself."
Mr. Sang stood quietly, his face full of gloom.
The people behind him looked along his line of sight and saw that in the distance there was nothing more than a battlefield, with traces of the destruction caused by the spiritual master everywhere.
The spirit element of the thunder element, the spirit element of the metal element, the spirit element of the water element...
Broken spiritual weapons, clothing, magic beads, common broken limbs, wreckage...
Obviously, there was a big melee here, and it was visually estimated that thirty or forty people were fighting to leave so many corpses.
The guys looked and looked and found nothing strange: "Boss, what is the problem you mentioned?"
The main focus of the people behind him is still taking turns to transmit the God's Fate Star, so who can care about finding trouble?
Yes, they have exited the volcano.
For some unknown reason, the boss Fen Qin suddenly had a whim and said he wanted to go out to find someone.
Even if he went out alone, he brought everyone with him and took all the God's Fate Stars out to show off in the market.
It's like being kicked in the head by a donkey...
But this is burning harps and boiling cranes, and the holy slave has no sleeves. He has orders and just follows them without any brains.
What you see must be the surface.
The boss definitely has his own thoughts!
Mr. Sang withdrew his gaze seriously: "We shouldn't have come out..."
He looked into the distance.
Occasionally, some figures flew by in the distance.
Just like what I have encountered on the road, everyone seems to have the same goal, which is to go to the same place...
"ah?"
As soon as Mr. Sang's words came out, everyone behind him was buzzing, "What do you mean?"
brush!
Sang Lao said no more and appeared in the ruined pile of rocks after the war.
The people behind quickly followed.
There is still a slight difference between looking outside the battlefield and looking inside.
At least.
The smell of blood has become stronger by more than one degree!
These scattered severed limbs and corpses are also in strange shapes, making them more human-like...
"etc!"
Everyone's pupils suddenly trembled, looking at the blood and corpses on the ground, thoughts and fear welling up on their faces.