spirit walker

Chapter 22 The Night Tour God Meeting

He opened his mouth, but couldn't ask.

Being different from the mainstream means being unusual.

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

Of course, the higher the level of things, the more they must be kept secret. This is the truth that ordinary people understand.

In particular, he is still a rookie and does not yet have the ability and experience to deal with emergencies.

Why is the character card given to me by Brother Bing different from the normal Night Tour God?He didn't tell me any information about this dog day, and he disappeared again.

Then, he exited the post and clicked on the search box of the forum, intending to check the situation of the Empress Temple in Sandao Mountain.

After typing "Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple", he got two contents, one is the dungeon strategy (Wuxingmeng version) he had seen before, and the other is the introduction about Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple.

"Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple, the temple of Sandaoshan in Songjiang Prefecture in the early Ming Dynasty. The god worshiped is Sandaoshan Niangniang. The fairy queen, in front of the local government, the gentry and the people contributed funds to build a temple for her.

"The Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple declined early, and many precious research materials are missing—excerpted from the 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 Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple really exist?existed in history?

If this is the case, did that empress really exist?Or, she herself is a real person?

Will real people appear in the spiritual world?

If she was 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"

He never bothered himself about the things he could ask.

Guan Ya turned around.

Zhang Yuanqing told her his guess about the Empress of Sandao Mountain.

"Shichang 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 spirit world exist based on reality. For example, "Lingang Reservoir" and "Xiangshui Park" can find the corresponding places in reality to test the spirit world, but these things obviously don't exist in reality. Otherwise, it would be a mess."

So, although the Empress of Sandao Mountain really existed, the one I saw was fabricated by the spirit realm?Zhang Yuanqing felt relieved.

Old Bangzi, just stay in the spirit realm obediently.

Beijing, Beishuimen Airport.

The slender Yuan Ting sat in the spacious seat of the business class, wearing a black formal suit, black shirt, combed hair meticulously, and dressed like a business elite.

Through the narrow window of the aircraft, he overlooked the lights of thousands of houses below, which were brilliant and gorgeous.

He just reported to the organization that the Sheling Tunnel was captured, and he will be summoned to the capital in the afternoon.

But it has nothing to do with the Sheling Tunnel. This return to Beijing is the master of the Taiyi Sect who called the night tour gods scattered across the country to Beijing for a meeting.

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

If there is an exception, it must be a big deal.

I hope it's not bad news. Yuan Ting looked at the city lights that were getting closer and closer, with a lot of thoughts.

The plane landed smoothly, Yuan Ting got off the plane, dragged his suitcase and went straight to the parking lot on the second basement floor, where he boarded the special car to pick up the plane.

Four or ten minutes later, the special car arrived at a five-star hotel. Yuan Ting put away his luggage and took the elevator to the large meeting room on the top floor.

A banquet is being held here, and ladies and gentlemen in black formal suits, black coats, and long black dresses are holding wine glasses and shuttling between the delicacies, chatting and laughing happily.

"Yo, Captain Yuan is here."

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

"Jane Ji!"

Yuan Ting looked at the friends who welcomed 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 hands on Yuan Ting's shoulders and embraced him to the table. There were six people sitting at the table, three men and three women.

Now everyone is scattered all over the place, and they are already captains.

After a few simple greetings, Yuan Ting inquired:

"Why did the sect master summon everyone to Beijing this time?"

Yang Qian, who wore a ponytail and leather jacket and pants, pursed her lips and said in a low voice:
"We were talking about this topic just now. We only know that the level of secrecy is very high, and even the deacon doesn't know about it."

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

The deacon is not qualified to know?Yuan Ting nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

Jian Ji smiled and toasted, "I'll know when the meeting starts later, it's useless to think about it now. By the way, is there anything interesting recently?"

The sassy Yang Qian said with a smile:
"I have an interesting thing here. Not long ago, the eldest son of the Xiahou family in the coastal area was beaten and disabled by the owner of the "Stop Killing Palace". I heard that when the elders of the Xiahou family rushed to the scene, they were already dying.

"Although he was rescued with the original life liquid, his vitality was also seriously injured. It is estimated that he will not dare to go out for a long time. If there is a spiritual mission in the near future, then he will definitely die."

"Zhisha Palace?" A male student looked at Yuan Ting: "If I remember correctly, this is the Spirit Realm Walker organization in the Songhai area. Why did they get into trouble with Xiahou's family?"

Yuan Ting shook his head and said: "The people in Zhisha Palace are very extreme, especially the palace owner, who is a complete lunatic. It is not surprising that they fight with anyone. However, their attitude towards official organizations is still kind, and they are usually peaceful. .”

Yang Qian said with emotion: "The palace lord is a high-level spiritual practitioner, and the deacons may not be her opponents. As long as this kind of character is not too much, just turn a blind eye."

After chatting for a while, Jian Ji looked around and said, "We still have too few night tour gods, so we can only watch other professions play tricks and show off."

"Speaking of which, it's been many years since we've had an amazingly talented night tour god." The round-faced and cute Xia Liang said, her voice was soft and sweet.

Now that this topic was mentioned, Yuan Tinglai became interested and said:

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

A table of people looked over with curiosity on their faces.

"Remember the Sheling Tunnel?" Yuan Ting asked.

"Well, Jiang Lin and Zhao Kai died in the novice-level bug spirit realm." Jian Ji asked puzzled, "Is this ghost place cheating someone again?"

"From now on, there will be no more first kills in the She Ling Tunnel, and it will be captured by a kid."

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

After a few seconds, Jian Ji asked in a daze, "Is there such a thing?"

Xia Bing widened her eyes, and said loudly in her sweet voice: "Yuan Ting, don't be joking."

Others looked suspicious.

Yuan Ting nodded affirmatively: "This matter has been reported to the door, you can ask your respective superiors, but if you don't want to read the strategy, the deacon should tell you."

Questions turned into exclamations, and the night gods at the table looked astonished and excited.

"This is a big deal."

"That brother is awesome, how did he do it, shit, I just want to watch the strategy now, not the meeting."

"Wake up, your authority should not be accessible."

Yang Qian looked left and right, and asked, "Has this newcomer joined the Taiyi School? Is he in Beijing?"

Yuan Ting seemed to be more interested in talking, shaking his head and regretting:
"You don't know, that guy was recruited by the Five Elements Alliance, Fu Qingyang personally called Elder Sun to ask for a strategy, when Elder Sun heard that the trial task was the She Ling Tunnel, he said on the spot that he didn't want this guy.

"The water that was thrown out by words can't be taken back, alas, the elder is confused."

"It's really confusing."

"Elder Sun, this makes me angry."

While attacking that tall elder, Yuan Ting suddenly saw a middle-aged man in black walking towards him, and said:
"Yuan Ting, Elder Sun said, after the meeting, don't leave, 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 tour gods in the hall sat at their respective round tables, waiting in silence. More than a hundred people were silent, and needles could be heard.

During the long wait, an old man in a white exercise uniform stepped into the meeting room with great anticipation.

He was nearly two meters tall, extremely tall, with no wrinkles on his face, sharp eyes like knives, and a round golden sun between his brows, like a tattoo.

If it weren't for the silver hair that showed his age, he would look more youthful than a young man.

Great Elder of Taiyi Sect, Lingjing ID: Red Sun Executioner.

All the Night Gods sat upright, straightened their backs, and gave enough respect to the strongest Night God under the sect master.

The red sun criminal officer glanced at the many disciples below, and said slowly:
"Not long ago, the head of the sect sensed the fall of the demon king, and Taiyi's confidant has been relieved. But the character card of the demon king has not returned to the spirit realm, and his whereabouts are unknown. Next, we will try our best to search for the descendants of the demon king.

"This descendant has two major characteristics: the professional imprint is not a crescent moon, but a black full moon. When clearing the spirit realm, it has a character card reward that ordinary night tour gods do not have."

(End of this chapter)