Chapter 60: Tiandao Academy

Meng Jingtian was slightly startled, and unconsciously took a step forward.
All this is too real, so people can't help being shocked by the completely different divine realm in front of them.
But it was too dreamy and ethereal, and it was incredible.
If you can only choose one of the two...
Meng Jingtian stepped forward towards the fairyland of ink and green mountains on the left.
He was influenced by Chinese culture since he was a child, and it is obvious that the misty fairyland like ink painting can attract him more.
Behind him, the face of the envoy in the white robe changed slightly, and with a cold snort, he flew into the magnificent palace on the right with his sleeves, and returned to the Heavenly Theology Palace.
Another young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe opened his eyes and smiled and flicked the dust: "Also ask Master Shishen to follow me to see the Palace Master of the Heavenly Taoism Academy."
Meng Jingtian glanced back at the Tiantheology Palace on the other side, and nodded to the young Taoist priest.
Now that the choice has been made, there is no need to hesitate.
"The Daoist is also the of the Heavenly Dao Academy?" Meng Jingtian asked the young Daoist curiously.
The level of this young Taoist priest is higher than Tianyingzi, a full 130!
The young Taoist priest shook his head and said with a smile: "Gods are only called gods when they receive incense and worship. I'm just a human monk. Because my strength is still passable, I can come to the Tiandao Academy and practice with the gods."
"Here!" It was useless for the young Taoist priest to lead the way. With a stroke of his sleeves, he led Meng Jingtian to the top of the highest mountain in the Tiandao Academy, the top of the highest mountain straight into the sky.
A simple and heavy hall sits here, and it seems that there are curls of sandalwood and green smoke floating out of the hall.
Meng Jingtian looked up and saw that the plaque above the hall was impressively written with three big characters "Purple Heaven Palace" with flying dragons and phoenixes!
"Fuck... trough!" Meng Jingtian raised his head, looked at the three big characters, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Isn't it the purple palace in the legend?
Emmm looked back and thought about it as if there was nothing wrong. Since it is a game, since it is an academic palace of the Eastern Gods, it is not uncommon to create a purple palace.
Hongjun (Taozu):
Level: 150
Identity: Master of Tiandao Academy
Attributes:???
skill:? ??
Walking into the hall, Meng Jingtian saw the palace lord that the young Taoist priest said. This name is still a bit horrible, but I saw the plaque of the Zixiao Palace outside before. At this moment, Meng Jingtian saw Hongjun's deity, and it was nothing. Surprised.
Isn’t it normal that there is Hongjun Daozu in the Zixiao Palace?
In fact, he is just the boss of the Oriental Gods in the game.
"Are you the newly enrolled god?" Hongjun sat cross-legged on a futon, slightly closed his eyes, noticed Meng Jingtian coming in, and slightly opened his eyes.
"Now 365 righteous gods have been determined, and the remaining Mao gods are no less than tens of thousands. I thought that no new gods would be born, but I didn't expect to give birth to another one." Meng Jingtian's existence seemed a little unexpected to Hongjun. Said with emotion like talking to himself.
Indeed, in fact, the identity of the Meng Jingtian is really due to the data disorder when he entered the game.
A unique was born by accidentally hitting the card by mistake, and this luck is really unique.
Probably, the reason why Meng Jingtian was so awkward in other games before was to accumulate good luck this time, right?
"Let me see why you were born, so you can assign a suitable mentor to you!" Immediately, Hongjun continued, a purple light flashed in his eyes, and he should have used an exploration skill to look towards Meng Jingtian. .
From this look, Hongjun's original calm complexion changed abruptly, and it changed again, sometimes with joy, sometimes frowning, sometimes thinking, sometimes distressed and confused.
"That...Is there something wrong with my birth?" Seeing him like this, Meng Jingtian asked a little nervously.
The 150-level npc is also the master of the Heavenly Dao Academy. This level of intelligence should be the highest level. Maybe it touches the core program of the game and won't detect this bug, right?
Will it be repaired? What will happen to your role? It really made Meng Jingtian a little worried.
"Would you like to worship me as a teacher?" Hongjun asked, staring at Meng Jingtian for a while.
At that moment, Meng Jingtian felt that the hairs on his back were erect, and a tremor rising from his soul surrounded him.
Danger! Feeling deadly and dangerous!
How can it be! This is just a game, even if this girl is called Hongjun, it is just an npc, no matter how virtual and real, it is impossible to make yourself feel this kind of fatal danger, right?
This danger is not death in the game, as if real death is approaching!
That stagnant aura suppressed Meng Jingtian's breath. It was an unexplainable oppression from the soul level.
As a result, his thoughts stopped suddenly, and he was dumbfounded for a moment before he knelt down on the futon he was worshipping in front of Hongjun unconsciously, and uttered two words from his mouth with difficulty: "Yes!"
Suddenly, the pressure was relieved, and the feeling of danger disappeared. Meng Jingtian gasped, and the sandalwood floating in the hall gradually stabilized his mood.
"You think about it clearly, what I said is to worship me as a teacher, it is the kind of real master and apprentice, a teacher for a day, and a father for life, not a teacher who just teaches you two spells at will." Hongjun stared. After Meng Jingtian returned to indifferent, he reminded him.
Meng Jingtian was startled slightly. He didn't understand why Hongjun had to remind him like this. Anyway, he was just a master and tutor in the game. Is there a big gap?
"If you treat my apprentice as a parent, I will naturally wait for it." Meng Jingtian replied afterwards.
"Heh! You are cunning! People are all begging to come into my door, even if you are a named disciple, you would be better, but you dare to ask!" Hongjun actually laughed and said.
"Didn't you ask me too? Master and apprentice, you have to wait for me if you like me? Only if you treat me well, I can treat you well!" The soothing sandalwood in the hall calmed down, smiling.
"That's it~EbookFREE.me~ You are my closed disciple!" Hongjun did not say yes, but said by default.
"Ding! Congratulations, you have taken Hongjun as your teacher, and you have been blessed by heaven, and your luck is +15!"
"Ding! Congratulations! Earn the title: Hongjun's personal disciple!"
Hongjun's personal disciple (the highest level of the gods): Wearing this title, all the gods of the Eastern gods will have a good affection for you +20, and awe +5.
At the moment when Hongjun's voice fell, Meng Jingtian heard a series of reminders.
Lucky value? title? This master is not wronged!
"Master, what... Is there any meeting ceremony or something?" Meng Jingtian smiled and asked Hongjun for advice.
"Go! Now being a teacher is also restricted everywhere, I can only teach you a few magical powers." Hongjun glanced at Meng Jingtian and shook his head.
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