While spinning, Dharma King Creation asked in puzzlement, "What is Fellow Daoist Thrice Reckless doing … he's not even wearing clothes? Sob, sob, sob ~ "
"Am I spinning for too long that my eyes are blurred? There seems to be someone next to Fellow Daoist Thrice Reckless that looks familiar. Aaaaah!"
"Indeed, there is someone. Is it Scholar Sob, sob, sob ~? Sob, sob ~ "
"Idiot, don't call him wrong. Aaaaah! It's Scholar Sober Star! "
At this time, a tall and slender fairy maiden wearing a dancing dress quickly caught up to the various fellow daoists. It was Fairy Dongfang, who was dancing on the Heavenly Mountain. She said, "Stop messing around. If I remember correctly, the first character of Scholar Sob's dao name is related to wine. Therefore, it should be Scholar Brewing Liquid! Ah, why are they hugging each other? Fellow Daoist Thrice Reckless is still naked! Ah, Fellow Daoist Thrice Reckless is tearing off Scholar Sob's clothes! Sob, sob, sob, sob, sob ~ "
While sobbing, Fairy Dongfang quickly overtook the other fellow daoists, taking the lead and heading toward Venerable White's position. Her flying sword could accelerate infinitely, so her speed was very fast.
"..." Dharma King Creation.
"..." True Monarch Fallout.
"Fellow daoists, if you know that you can't remember Scholar Sob's dao name, don't be so determined to give him a name!" Right at this time, a man dressed like a loose cultivator approached the group while flying in an S-shaped manner. He was holding a laptop in his hands, and one could faintly see the interface of the Nine Provinces Number One Group. After saying this much, the man glanced at a small piece of paper on the laptop and said, "Since we can't remember Scholar Sob's dao name, we can call him 'Fellow Daoist When the Bright Moon Appears' on the net!"
"Brother Northern River, you also came! Aaaaah!" A man with snow-white hair said while flying in a 'wave drum' manner toward the group. In the man's hands, there was a cute little snow wolf in his arms. There was a lot of foam on the body of the little snow wolf … from the looks of it, the snow-white haired man was bathing it. At this time, the eyes of the pitiful little snow wolf were filled with circles, and it was completely dizzy.
This man dressed like a loose cultivator was precisely the holy warrior of the group who was always online, Beihe Sanren.
At this time, a sharp-eyed fellow Daoist. In the chat window of the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' on Sanren's computer in Beijing, Immortal Master Copper Trigram had sent a message not too long ago: This immortal master had a sudden inspiration today, and decided to perform a divination for the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group. I found out that everyone has good news today. I wish everyone happiness! ]
F * ck! F * ck! That shady fortune teller! Speaking of which, why didn't this shady fortune teller 'fly' over?
Beihe Sanren waved at the white-haired man and said, "Brother Snow Wolf, you're flying too … Haha, aiyo, it's going to start spinning again ~ ~"
During this short exchange, more and more daoist names of the Nine Provinces Number One Group joined the meteor shower group.
The fellow Daoists laughed dryly. They greeted each other.
Soon, the number of meteors in the shower reached nearly forty.
"Oh, another fellow daoist has arrived," Cave Lord Snow Wolf called out.
Then, everyone saw the depressed expression on the newcomer's face. He was still holding a rice bowl in his hand. It was clear that he was eating when it was sent flying.
"Eh? Mt. Yellow's True Monarch! "Northern River's Loose Cultivator called out after seeing the newcomer.
The newcomer was precisely the founder of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, Yellow Mountain Zhenjun.
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun was very popular in the group. As soon as he appeared, the members of the group greeted him one after another.
"So many fellow daoists are flying?" Yellow Mountain Zhenjun calmly looked at everyone. Then, he ate a mouthful of rice and asked, "Now then, did everyone get sent here by Senior White's disposable flying sword?"
"Yes, yes!" Northern River's Loose Cultivator replied.
"…" Yellow Mountain Zhenjun: "Right, did you guys change your avatars to Senior White's face and keep spamming Senior White's face in the group for the past few days?"
"Haha, haha." All the fellow daoists laughed, embarrassed.
Speaking of which, everyone thought that 'the law doesn't punish the masses'. With so many fellow daoists spamming Senior White's face, Senior White couldn't very well punish them one by one, right? But they didn't expect that there would be a disposable flying sword to gather everyone here!
"From the looks of it, all the fellow daoists who received the gift have done the same thing. This is also the main reason why everyone got sent here by the disposable flying sword. " Yellow Mountain Zhenjun sighed deeply and said, "But why the hell did I get sent here as well?"
Although he had been spying on the group for the past few days, Yellow Mountain Zhenjun knew the principle of 'if you don't seek death, you won't die'. Therefore … He restrained himself. He didn't download Senior White's expression package in the group space, nor did he send Senior White's face in the group. He also didn't change his avatar to Senior White's face.
But why the hell … did he get sent here by the disposable flying sword?
Was it because he was the owner of the group?
Or perhaps, Senior White had gotten used to sending gifts, and she just happened to have a lot of them? So she just casually sent him one?
…
…
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun had forgotten that he had actually sent Senior White's face once. It was when he asked Jouko Hagi, 'Whose hands are those?', and he copied Senior White's face.
However … the reason why Yellow Mountain Zhenjun got sent here by the disposable flying sword wasn't because he sent Senior White's face.
He was indeed just casually sending it here.
After Venerable White summoned the fellow daoists in the group, he would take the opportunity to hold a 'hand-guided tractor competition'. How could Yellow Mountain Zhenjun miss out on such a thing?
Without Yellow Mountain Zhenjun, how could they get fifty or sixty hand-guided tractors in one go?
Therefore, Venerable White conveniently sent a gift to Yellow Mountain Zhenjun.
* * * * *
Seeing that more and more fellow daoists were gathering in front of it, True Monarch White Crane sniffed once again.
These fellow Daoists who had been sent away by disposable flying swords in various postures at home were all his deliveries. Just thinking about it made him a little excited.
He was really screwed!
While spinning like a windmill, True Monarch White Crane dialed Medicine Master's number with a trembling voice. "Sob, sob, sob … My friend, Senior Brother Medicine Master, aaaah … please prepare a luxurious VIP hospital bed for me …"
Recently, Medicine Master was busy researching 'amnesia' and rarely went online. Therefore, he was lucky enough to escape this calamity!
"What?" Medicine Master's confused voice came from the phone. "Brother White Crane, what are you playing at?"
"I think, ah ah ah ah … I'll be able to use it soon. Goodbye! "True Monarch White Crane resolutely hung up the phone. Then, it spun and followed the other Fellow Daoists.
Very soon, the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group discovered True Monarch White Crane.
"Hehe, True Monarch White Crane," Beihe Sanren said with a fake smile.
"Hehe. True Monarch White Crane. "Cave Lord Snow Wolf followed the other Fellow Daoists.
"Hehe, True Monarch White Crane," True Monarch Fallout said.
A series of 'hehe' was heard.
The majority of the fellow daoists in the meteor group looked at True Monarch White Crane with a strange smile and said, "hehe."
True Monarch White Crane felt a lot of pressure … it quietly sniffed.
Should I look for a man and fall in love with him? Afterward, I'll become a female crane. Then, seeing that I'm a female cultivator, the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group won't beat me too hard. ]
* * * * *
In front of the Grievance Settling Platform.
Everyone looked at Venerable White, who had his hands raised high in the air, somewhat confused. They had no idea what this senior cultivator was talking about when he suddenly appeared was talking about a 'gift'.
Especially the camp of the Illusory Sword School. They felt somewhat uneasy.
Xu Zheng, the school head, unconsciously moved closer to the two Spiritual Emperors and inwardly encouraged himself. Don't worry, we managed to invite two Jin Dan Spiritual Emperors of the Fifth Stage to support us!
Jin Dan Spiritual Emperors of the Fifth Stage were considered elders or peak leaders in big sects.
The Chu Family they were facing was one of the weakest families in the world of cultivators. Would they be able to invite even more powerful experts to support them?
With this thought in mind, he felt a bit more at ease.
… …
… …
"They're coming!" At this time, Venerable White, who was standing on the flying sword, faintly smiled. He had already seen a meteor shower in the distant sky. It quickly descended toward the Grievance Settling Platform.
Behind Venerable White, the corner of Song Shuhang's mouth twitched.
Whenever he imagined the scene of the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group turning into meteors and descending from the sky, he felt that the scene was too beautiful. He didn't even dare to imagine it!
At the same time, he glanced at Jouko Hagi. Jouko Hagi was very lucky and managed to escape this calamity.
However, he remembered that Venerable White had sent an express delivery to Jouko Hagi of the Spirit Butterfly Island. If Jouko Hagi didn't receive the gift … who was the one who received the gift? In a while, she would be sent here by coiling in the air. Who could it be?
As though she had noticed Song Shuhang's gaze, Jouko Hagi smiled at Song Shuhang, looking very cute.
Then, she pointed at the top of her head with her finger. She mouthed to Song Shuhang, "Song Qianbei, your big bald head is very good-looking! It's very cute and suits you very well! "
"… …" Song Shuhang.
Can we not talk about the bald head?
Jouko Hagi smiled. Then, she asked Doudou, "Doudou, what is the gift that Senior White mentioned?"
"Yes." Doudou's tone was heavy, and her eyes were deep. "It's a meteor shower!"
"A meteor shower?" Jouko Hagi's eyes immediately lit up. Did that mean that she could make a wish?
… …
… …
He's here? Everyone on the edge of the Grievance Settling Platform looked at Venerable White in puzzlement. However, there were no changes in the surroundings.
Just as they were in deep thought, they suddenly felt a terrifying pressure descend from the sky!
The huge pressure made them feel as though the sky was about to collapse!
The weaker ones found it difficult to breathe, as though their noses were covered by a thick quilt.
What's going on?
The two supervisors of the platform immediately raised their heads and looked at the sky. Such a terrifying pressure was emitted by a large number of Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperors and even Sixth Stage True Monarchs!
Only during the Longevity Sword Sect's once-in-a-century ceremony would such a heavy pressure be exerted.
Were a large number of Spiritual Emperors and True Monarchs descending?
Just as they were in deep thought, a dazzling meteor shower shone brightly in the sky. It was so bright and dazzling!
Beautiful! This thought appeared in everyone's mind at the same time.
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