Meng Jingtian was slightly stunned, and unconsciously took a step forward.

All this is too real, so people can't help but be shocked by the completely different divine realm in front of them.

But it's too dreamy and ethereal to be believed.

If you can only choose one of the two......

Meng Jingtian walked towards the fairyland of green mountains of ink on the left.

Influenced by Chinese culture since he was a child, it is obvious that the ethereal fairyland like ink painting can attract him even more.

Behind him, the white-robed divine envoy's face changed slightly, he snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and flew into the golden palace on the right, and went to the Heavenly God Palace to resume his life.

Another young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe smiled and shook off the dust: "I also ask Lord Shishen to follow me to see the palace master of the Heavenly Dao Academy." ”

Meng Jingtian glanced back at the Heavenly God Academy Palace on the other side, and nodded at the young Taoist priest.

Now that the choice has been made, there is no need to hesitate.

"Dao Leader is also the god of the Heavenly Dao Academy?" Meng Jingtian asked curiously at the young Taoist priest.

The level of this young Taoist priest is higher than that of Tianyingzi, a full level 130!

The young Taoist priest shook his head and said with a smile: "The gods are incense from people, and they can only be called gods by worshipping people with faith, I am just a human monk, because my strength is still passable, I can come to the Heavenly Dao School Palace and follow the gods to practice." ”

"It's here!" The young Taoist priest led the way, but it was useless to walk, and with a flick of his sleeves, he took Meng Jingtian to the top of the top of the highest mountain in the Heavenly Dao Palace.

A quaint and heavy hall sits here, and there seems to be curling sandalwood smoke wafting out of the hall.

Meng Jingtian looked up and saw that the plaque above the hall was impressively written with three big characters "Zixiao Palace" flying and phoenix dancing!

"Lying ...... Trough! Meng Jingtian raised his head, looked at the three big characters, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

It can't be the legendary Zixiao Palace, right?

emmm looks back and thinks that there seems to be nothing wrong, since it is a game, since it is a school palace of the oriental god system, it is not uncommon to make a Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun (Daozu):

Level: 150

Identity: The master of the Heavenly Dao Academy

Attribute:???

Skill:???

Walking into the hall, Meng Jingtian saw the palace master mentioned by the young Taoist priest, this name is still a little terrifying, but he saw the plaque of Zixiao Palace outside before, and Meng Jingtian saw Hongjun himself at this time, and he was not surprised.

Isn't it normal to have Hongjun Dao Ancestor in Zixiao Palace?

In fact, he is just the boss of the Oriental god system in the game.

"You're the new god?" Hongjun sat cross-legged on a futon, his eyes slightly closed, and when he noticed Meng Jingtian coming in, he opened his eyes slightly and said.

"Now that the 365 gods have been decided, there are no less than 10,000 other Mao gods, and I thought that no new gods would be born, but I didn't expect another one to be born." Meng Jingtian's existence seemed to be a little unexpected by Hongjun, and he sighed to himself.

Indeed, in fact, the identity of Meng Jingtian, a god, was really stuck out of the data disorder when he first entered the game.

Accidentally stumbled into a unique god, and this luck is really one in a million.

Probably, the reason why Meng Jingtian was so bad in other games before was to accumulate good luck this time, right?

"Come and show me why you came from here, so that I can assign you the right mentor!" Immediately, Hongjun continued, a purple light flashed in his eyes, he should have used a probing skill to look at Meng Jingtian.

At this glance, Hongjun's originally calm face changed suddenly, and it changed and changed, sometimes happy, sometimes frowning, sometimes thinking, sometimes distressed and confused.

"That...... Is there something wrong with my birth? Seeing him like this, Meng Jingtian asked with some apprehension.

Level 150 NPC,And the master of the Heavenly Dao Palace,This level of intelligence should be the highest level.,Maybe you touch the core program of the game.,Won't you detect your own bug, right?

Will it be fixed? What will happen to your role? It really made Meng Jingtian a little worried.

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher?" After thinking for a while, Hongjun stared at Meng Jingtian and asked.

At that moment, Meng Jingtian actually felt that the hairs on his back stood on end, and a tremor rising from his soul surrounded him.

Dangerous! The feeling of deadly danger!

How can it be! This is just a game, even if this girl's name is Hongjun, it's just an NPC, no matter how virtual it is, no matter how real it is, it's impossible to make yourself feel this deadly danger, right?

This danger is not death in the game, as if real death is imminent!

The stagnant momentum made Meng shocking and breathless, it was an indescribable oppression from the soul level.

So much so that his thoughts suddenly stopped, and he was stunned for a moment before he unconsciously knelt down on the futon to worship in front of Hongjun, and spit out two words from his mouth with difficulty: "Yes!" ”

Suddenly, the pressure dissipated, the feeling of danger disappeared, Meng gasped for breath, and the sandalwood wafting in the hall gradually stabilized his mood.

"You think clearly, what I said about worshipping me as a teacher, is a real master and apprentice, a teacher for a day, and a father for life, not a mentor who only teaches you two spells at will." Hongjun stared at Meng Jingtian with lowered eyes, regained his indifference, and reminded him.

Meng Jingtian was slightly stunned, and didn't understand why Hongjun had to deliberately remind him like this, anyway, they were just masters and mentors in the game, and there was a big gap?

"If you treat my apprentice as a parent, I will naturally wait for him too." Meng Jingtian then replied.

"Huh! You're cunning! Everyone else is begging to worship under my disciple, even if you are a registered disciple, you are good, you dare to make a request! Hongjun actually smiled and said.

"Didn't you make a request of me too? Master and apprentice this kind of thing, you and I are willing, you have to be reciprocal, right? If you are good to me, I can be good to you! Meng Jingtian's mood had calmed down with the soothing sandalwood in the hall at this time, and he said with a smile.

"In that case, you are my closed disciple!" Hongjun didn't say yes, but he acquiesced and said.

"Ding! Congratulations, worship Hongjun as a teacher, favored by heaven, luck value +15! ”

"Ding! Congratulations! Title: Hongjun's personal disciple! ”

Hongjun's personal disciple (top of the god level): Wearing this title, all Eastern gods have +20 favorability and +5 awe towards you.

At the moment when Hongjun's words fell, a series of prompts sounded in Meng Jingtian's ears.

Luck? Title? This master is not wronged!

"Master, what's that...... Do you have any greeting gifts or anything like that? When he came back to his senses, Meng Jingtian grinned and asked Hongjun for advice.

"Go! Now being a teacher is also limited everywhere, and I can only teach you a few supernatural powers. Hongjun glanced at Meng Jingtian and shook his head.