He opened his mouth, but couldn't ask any questions.
Being different from the mainstream means being unusual.
You can't talk nonsense before you know whether it is good or bad. Moreover, since there is no relevant information in the forum, 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 a truth that ordinary people understand.
Especially since he is still a rookie and does not yet have the ability and experience to deal with emergencies.
Why is the character card that Brother Bing gave me different from the ordinary Night God? He didn’t tell me any information, and he disappeared.
Then, he exited the post and clicked on the search box of the forum, intending to check the situation of the Sandaoshan Empress Temple.
After typing "Sandaoshan Empress Temple", he got two pieces of content, one was the dungeon guide (Five Elements Alliance version) that he had seen before, and the other was an introduction to Sandaoshan Empress Temple.
"Sandaoshan Empress Temple, a temple in Sandaoshan, Songjiang Prefecture in the early Ming Dynasty. The god worshiped is Sandaoshan Empress. This empress is good at praying for rain to drive away ghosts, making elixirs to cure diseases, and benefiting the whole country. Sandaoshan Empress is transformed into a human being.
For the Fairy Queen, the local government, the gentry and the common people contributed funds to build a temple for her.
"Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple declined early, and many precious research materials were lost - excerpted from Songfu Library."
Excerpted from Songfu Library......
Looking at these words, Zhang Yuanqing's face was dull, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Does the Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple really exist? Does it exist in history?
If this is the case, did that empress really exist? Or is she a real person herself?
Will real people appear in the spiritual realm?
If she were a real person, would she crawl out of the spiritual realm to find me? Zhang Yuanqing was frightened by his own thoughts.
"Sister Guan Ya, I have a question..."
You can ask questions, but he never bothers himself.
Guan Ya turned around.
Zhang Yuanqing told her his guess about Empress Sandaoshan.
"The chief should have told you that the spiritual realm is between reality and illusion." Lao Siji raised the cup, took a sip, and said:
"Many scenes in the spiritual realm are based on reality. For example, "Lingang Reservoir", "Xianshui Paradise" and other night-wandering god trial spiritual realms can find corresponding places in reality, but there are obviously no such things in reality.
Otherwise it would have been a mess."
So, although Empress Sandaoshan really existed, the one I saw was a figment of the spiritual realm? Zhang Yuanqing was relieved.
Old Bangzi, just stay in the spiritual realm obediently.
.........
Beijing, Beishuimen Airport.
The thin-looking Yuan Ting was sitting on a spacious seat in the business class. He was dressed in a black formal suit, a black shirt, and his hair was meticulously combed, looking like a business elite.
Through the narrow window of the plane, he looked down at the bright lights of thousands of houses below.
He just reported to the organization today the news that the She Ling Tunnel was conquered. By the afternoon, he will be summoned to the capital.
But it has nothing to do with the Sheling Tunnel. This time he returned to Beijing because the leader of the Taiyi Sect summoned the night wandering gods scattered across the country 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 come to Beijing to report on their work.
If there are exceptions, it must be a big deal.
I hope it's not bad news... Yuan Ting looked at the city lights getting closer and closer, with a lot of thoughts.
The plane landed smoothly. Yuan Ting got off the plane and dragged his suitcase straight to the parking lot on the second underground floor, where he boarded a special car to pick him up.
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, and gentlemen and ladies wearing black formal suits, black jackets, and black long skirts are carrying wine glasses and walking among the food, drinking and talking and laughing.
"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 approaching. He had fresh short hair, bright eyes, a strong face, and a standard inverted triangle figure.
"Jian Ji!"
Yuan Ting looked at the friend who was welcoming him 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 all the Night Travelers trained at the same time when Yuan Ting first entered Taiyi Sect.
Now everyone is scattered all over the place, and they are all captain-level figures.
After a few simple greetings, Yuan Ting inquired:
"Why did the sect leader summon everyone to Beijing this time?"
Yang Qian, who was wearing a ponytail and leather jacket and leather pants, pursed her lips and whispered:
"We were just talking about this topic. All I know is 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 a dashing appearance.
The deacon is not qualified to know? Yuan Ting nodded slightly and did not ask any more questions.
Jian Ji smiled and raised his glass, "I'll find out later when the meeting starts. It's useless to think about it now. By the way, has there been anything interesting recently?"
The sassy Yang Qian smiled and said:
"I have an interesting story here. Not long ago, the eldest son of the Xiahou family in the coastal area was beaten to death by the owner of the "Killing Stop Palace". I heard that when the elders of the Xiahou family rushed to the scene, he was already dying.
"Although he was rescued with life essence, his vitality was severely damaged. He will probably not dare to go out for a long time. If there is a spiritual realm mission in the near future, he will definitely die."
"Stop the Killing Palace?" A male classmate looked at Yuan Ting: "If I remember correctly, this is an organization in the Songhai area. Why did it start a quarrel with the Xiahou family?"
Yuan Ting shook his head and said: "The people in the Killing Stop Palace are very extreme in character, especially the palace owner, who is a complete lunatic. It's no surprise that they fight with anyone. However, their attitude towards the official organization is quite kind, and they are usually peaceful.
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Yang Qian said with emotion: "That palace master is of a high level, and even the deacon may not be her opponent. As long as this kind of person is not too excessive, just turn a blind eye."
After chatting for a while, Jian Ji looked around and said, "Our Night God base is still too small, so we can only watch other professions make trouble and steal the limelight."
"Speaking of which, it has been many years since our family had a stunningly talented Night Traveler." Xia Liang, a round-faced and cute girl, said, her voice soft and slightly cooing.
Now that this topic was brought up, Yuan Tinglai became interested and said:
"I have some big news here, related to our Night Walker God."
People at the table looked over with curiosity on their faces.
"Remember the Sheling Tunnel?" Yuan Ting asked.
"Well, the novice-level bug spirit realm is where Jiang Lin and Zhao Kai died back then." Jian Ji asked in confusion: "Did this ghost place trick someone again?"
"From now on, there will be no first kills in the She Ling Tunnel. It was captured by a kid."
Yuan Ting's words were like a dumb bomb, causing the night wandering gods at the table to lose their voices.
After a few seconds, Jian Ji said blankly: "Is this the case?"
Xia Bing's eyes widened and she said loudly in her coquettish voice: "Yuan Ting, don't be joking."
Others looked doubtful.
Yuan Ting nodded affirmatively: "This matter has been reported to the door. You can ask your respective superiors. If you just ask without reading the guide, the deacon should tell you."
The doubts turned into exclamations, and the Night Gods at the table looked surprised and excited.
"This is a big deal."
"That brother is awesome, how did he do it? Damn it, I just want to read the guide now and 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 Sect? Is he in Beijing?"
Yuan Ting seemed to be more interested in talking, shook his head and said regretfully:
"You don't know something. That guy was recruited by people from the Five Elements Alliance. Fu Qingyang personally called Elder Sun to ask for strategies. When Elder Sun heard that the trial mission was She Ling Tunnel, he said on the spot that he didn't want this guy.
"If you speak out, you can't take back the water you throw out. Alas, the elder is confused."
"It's really confusing."
"Elder Sun, this, this...I'm angry."
While he was attacking the superior elder, Yuan Ting suddenly saw a middle-aged man in black walking over and walked straight towards him, saying:
"Yuan Ting, Elder Sun said that after the meeting, don't leave yet and go to his place."
Yuan Ting's expression froze instantly.
The banquet soon came to an end, and the waiters removed the plates and drinks.
The soft lights also turned into bright and blazing conference lights. The night wanderers in the hall sat at their respective round tables, waiting silently. More than a hundred people were silent, and you could hear the drop of a pin.
During the long wait, an old man wearing white training clothes entered the conference room with great anticipation.
He is nearly two meters tall, extremely arrogant, with no wrinkles on his face, his eyes are as sharp as a knife, and there is a golden sun between his eyebrows, like a tattoo.
If the silver hair on his head hadn't revealed his age, he would have looked more prosperous than the young man.
The great elder of Taiyi Sect, spiritual realm ID: Red Sun Punisher.
All the Night Gods sat upright and straightened their backs, showing sufficient respect to the strongest Night God under the sect master.
Officer Chiri glanced at the many disciples below and said slowly:
"Not long ago, the sect leader sensed the death of the Demon Lord, and the Taiyi Sect's serious trouble has been eliminated. However, the Demon Lord character card has not returned to the spiritual realm, and his whereabouts are unknown. Next, you will do your best to search for the Demon Lord's successor.
"This descendant has two major characteristics: the professional mark is not a crescent moon, but a black full moon. When clearing the spiritual realm, he will have character card rewards that ordinary night wandering gods do not have."