Early in the morning, at the core of the Twin Dragon Mount, the Hall of Justice!
The sky was still hazy, but the entrance of the hall was already filled with people.
"We can finally see the legendary welcoming ceremony!"
Two male new players who had arrived in the past two days said with obvious excitement on their faces.
"Heh, if you guys had entered earlier, you would have been able to see the last welcoming ceremony like I did."
There was a hint of smugness in Mister Bug's tone.
It was as if he had forgotten where the bruises under his eyes came from.
"What are you so smug about? Do you think we'll all be bitten to death by monsters half a day after entering for the first time?"
A new male player retorted.
"That's right!"
The other player echoed in agreement.
"F * ck, do you two want to die …"
Mister Bug was furious. He rolled up his sleeves and revealed his arm, which had seven Calabash Brothers drawn on it to cover the tattoo of the Sakura Girl. He was about to attack.
"Stop arguing and watch carefully. The welcoming ceremony is about to begin!"
The three of them stood in the middle like bodyguards. Xu Xue stared at Ji Ye, who was placing the offerings on the stage, and snorted in dissatisfaction.
It had to be said that as a celebrity, she still had some advantages that others did not have. Even though Ji Ye was no longer managing the players, she had successfully gathered the three newcomers under her "skirt".
This made Xu Xue, who had already been a little isolated, suddenly have the qualifications to be on par with the other "old rookies".
After all, those who could arrive in the Twin Dragon Mount in the past two days could only have died once. They had either died in battle or had their settlement destroyed.
Regardless of which it was, the fact that they dared to enter so quickly meant that they were at least not too afraid of death!
Hum!
In the Hall of Justice that had been transformed from a Buddhist hall, the two yellow dragons of providence appeared again and spat out golden light at the Soul of Civilization and the Soul Jade below.
The Soul Jade was different from the Mortal-Ranked offering that Pei San had used previously. When the Dragon of Destiny spat out the golden light, the Soul Jade immediately rippled and projected an enlarged image in the sky above the hall. The images of the four soldiers who had been killed by the Soul Race commander were floating on a boundless sea formed by black gas with their eyes closed, bobbing up and down with the waves.
"Wow!"
"Father!"
Seeing this scene, some people in the hall immediately cried. They were the close friends of the four dead soldiers. Ji Ye had specially allowed them to enter the hall to participate in this ritual.
However, he wasn't too sad. According to Lu Zhishen, as long as the settlement continued to develop, there would be a chance for them to be resurrected one day.
"Half a bowl of clear water illuminates the universe, a spirit talisman commands ghosts and deities. Using the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Footwork, wielding a wooden sword to slay demons … "
At this moment, a loud voice sounded from within the palace, and a sentence was read out loud.
"This is …"
Ji Ye was stunned.
"What is this … Is this a poem from a puppet show? Or is it a closing poem?"
"It's been mentioned on the forum that some of the more popular heroes will show up and tell their stories when they show up!"
As for the rookies outside the hall, some of them found it novel, while others found it poetic as their eyes lit up.
"Buzz!"
As he spoke, the white light in the black Soul of Civilization shone brightly, transforming into a figure wearing an apricot yellow Taoist robe.
"Quick!"
Then, he took a step forward, formed a seal with his fingers, and pointed at the Soul Jade. Instantly, the black Soul Jade disintegrated and vanished.
The boundless black sea around the soldiers in the air also shattered. A few remnant spirits of the soldiers turned into white light and flew into the hall, allowing the Twin Dragons of Providence, which had dissipated after spitting out their providence, to vaguely recover a little!
"Isn't that … Ninth Uncle?"
When they saw the face of the man in the yellow Taoist robe, most of the rookies were surprised.
This was because the appearance of this newcomer was too familiar to most of them who were born in the 80s and 90s.
"But, how could it be Ninth Uncle?"
"He's not in that Chinese settlement overseas. Could it be that in the Land of Inheritance, different settlements can summon the same two heroes? "
"That … That's unlikely. If that's the case, when dozens of Sun Wukongs meet, wouldn't they fight to the end of the world? No one would be able to tell who is the real Monkey King! "
Regarding the matter of Ren Hamlet, because the news was blocked, even the two newly arrived rookies didn't know.
They were naturally excited that the person who had descended was Ninth Uncle, but they couldn't help but be extremely puzzled.
"I see."
"In that case, the natives that have been destroyed in a settlement can be summoned to another settlement. It's probably because the offering is from the Soul race, so it's related to Ninth Uncle! "
Ji Ye naturally understood what was going on.
Since according to the rules of the game, "players" could be reborn, then it was naturally possible for "NPCs" to be refreshed!
However, players had a death penalty, but what was the price for the natives to be reborn?
Ji Ye looked at Ninth Uncle's stats.
[Lin Jiu]
[Level: Extraordinary Rank-1]
[Rarity: Commander]
[Description: A Maoshan Daoist from the Republic of China era. He has the ability to subdue ghosts and demons. He is good at the Five Thunder Art of Talismans.]
["Successfully received a human hero. Merit points obtained: 30!"]
In addition, a notification appeared in Ji Ye's mind.
(Summoning human heroes can also earn merit points. I missed it last time, so I'll make up for it.)
…
"Ninth Uncle, it's great that you can come."
"With you here, we don't need to worry too much about the Soul race's attack."
A few minutes later, in the hall of Twin Dragon Mount, Ji Ye and Ninth Uncle sat down with Lu Zhishen as the host and guest. Old Hu Feng served tea.
"Soul race?"
Ninth Uncle, who was drinking tea, shook his hand and the lid of the teacup almost fell to the ground.
"I've embarrassed myself in front of you, Master. I don't know why, but I seem to hate this name."
Ninth Uncle's thick eyebrows furrowed, his expression somewhat puzzled.
"Ninth Uncle, you don't know about the Soul race?"
Ji Ye asked with a stunned expression.
"I … I don't remember. I seem to have lost a lot of memories …"
Ninth Uncle's thick eyebrows furrowed as he fell into deep thought.
Ninth Uncle had lost his memories.
He had actually forgotten some things about his identity. He had even forgotten that the Soul race had destroyed Ren Hamlet. He was very different from Lu Zhishen.
Clearly, this was the death penalty for the natives after the settlement was destroyed.
In fact, it wasn't just amnesia.
One had to know that Ninth Uncle was originally a "Superior" hero, but the sacrificial Soul Jade he had used previously was only "Excellent".
Clearly, Ninth Uncle had been "demoted"!
Such a death penalty was undoubtedly much heavier than the players who were "Chosen Ones".
Ji Ye didn't know if he should feel sorry for this or rejoice. After all, if Ninth Uncle hadn't been demoted, he definitely wouldn't have been summoned to Twin Dragon Mount.
However, according to his experience, one's grade could be increased through cultivation. Moreover, even if he was demoted, Ninth Uncle should still be much stronger than ordinary heroes.
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