I, Holy Son of the Holy Land, Join the Chat Group

I, Holy Son of Holy Land, Join the Chat Group" Author: Old Fish Eat Tender Shrimp

After crossing over, Ning Beichen, who was accepted as an apprentice by the head of a certain holy land, became a supreme power in just a thousand years.

Then...

A chat skirt of the heavens came to the door.

Gu Xun'er: My sweetheart is the owner of the skirt. One day, he will come to marry me on a colorful auspicious cloud.

Yakumo Zi: Ala, is the skirt owner interested in joining Gensokyo?There are many girls.

Saitama: As expected of the skirt owner, his strength is terrifying, I can't even take a punch.

Chapter 1

　　Tianqi Mountain, a simple wooden house is located on the top of the mountain.

　　A figure in Tsing Yi leaned on an ancient tree beside the wooden house.

　　In his hand, he also held a wine gourd, looking at the red sunset, taking a sip from time to time.

　　Above the sunset not far away, from time to time, there are huge monsters, exuding a terrifying atmosphere, flashing by.

　　"Gollum."

　　After a sip of wine, Ning Beichen stood up, stretched his waist, and shook the wine gourd in his hand.

　　Gone?

　　"Old cow, go get me a drink."

　　Frowning, he threw his wine gourd at a bull demon who was resting beside him.

　　This bull monster is huge, with a size of more than ten feet, and its demonic energy is soaring to the sky.

　　"Moo?"

　　"Don't go, get out!!"

　　Being hit by the wine gourd, the bull demon opened his eyes, looked at him indifferently, turned his head back, and continued to sleep soundly.

　　"Hey, I'm so temperamental, why don't you go?"

　　Ning Beichen got angry when he heard the words, rolled up his cuffs, and walked towards Lao Niu.

　　At the same time, a long sword was also held in his hand, "Are you going??"

　　Putting the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand between the old cow's corbel, Ning Beichen looked at it fiercely, threatening.

　　"Fuck."

　　"Get away from this seat!!"

　　Lao Niu felt a chill in his crotch, and suddenly turned pale with fright, and flashed to the side with a swish.

　　The demonic energy soared into the sky, dyeing the red sunset into black, and glared at Ning Beichen with fiery eyes.

　　If there is a disagreement, he will come up and fight! !

　　"Made, you can also move the calf's head in this seat? In case of a bruise, can you afford this responsibility??"

　　Lao Niu glared at Ning Beichen and cursed.

　　On the other hand, he glanced between his legs from time to time, for fear of being scratched.

　　"What's the use of your stuff?"

　　"I haven't seen you use it for so many years, do you want me to go to the mountains to find a cow essence for you to try?"

　　Seeing Lao Niu's frightened appearance, Ning Beichen sneered and laughed.

　　"roll."

　　Cursing angrily, the old cow jumped into the air, slumped on top of a cloud, and said nonchalantly, "Don't disturb this seat's good dreams, or this seat will kill you!!"

　　"Have you seen the horns that are ten feet long? They will kill you with one head!!"

　　After speaking, Lao Niu shook his head, a pair of horns like sharp weapons, exuding a cold atmosphere, the threat is self-evident.

　　"Ding, respected powerhouse, the All Heavens chat group invites you to join."

　　"Do you want to join?"

　　"whether."

　　Just when Ning Beichen grinned and wanted to trouble the old cow again, a voice from his soul stopped him.

　　Zhutian chat group?

　　Hearing the name, Ning Beichen was stunned, raised his eyebrows, and then looked into the endless void.

　　Some memories that were about to be forgotten flooded in and filled his mind.

　　That was his memory on an azure planet. Although it was short, it was very rich.

　　Ning Beichen is a transmigrator. When he just transmigrated into this world, he was accepted as a closed disciple by the head of a holy place.

　　He, who is extremely talented, has achieved the strength of a supreme immortal in only a mere thousand years, and is tyrannical and terrifying.

　　His master, who is now the head of the Holy Land, has practiced for tens of thousands of years, and is only an Immortal King.

　　There is only one realm between the two.

　　Tianqi Mountain is his dojo, located in the endless mountain range within the Holy Land.

　　As you can see above, as the Son of God and the head of the next generation, he has no one to serve.

　　On the dojo, there are only him and an old cow. By the way, there is also a simple wooden house.

　　In his words, cultivating one way is nothing more than the word "enlightenment".

　　Feel the mountains and rivers, the avenues of heaven and earth.

　　Too many people is not good, so he brought his own old cow, came to this Tianqi Mountain, and set up a dojo.

　　Meditate quietly.

　　In fact, it was completely annoying to be harassed by those disciples in the Holy Land! !

　　One by one, they all leaned in front of him, wanting to get his advice, or in other words, favor him? ?

　　After all, he is the next generation leader.

　　"Just when I was feeling bored, something like this happened, haha!!"

　　After thinking about it for a long time, Ning Beichen took out another jug, took a full sip, and laughed.

　　He remembered the many memories above Blue Star, and naturally he would not refuse.

　　He is also very curious about the heavens and the world, and the three thousand worlds.

　　There are also those anime, novels, film and television characters that you have watched.

　　Maybe I can meet you in this chat group of the heavens.

　　After all, in this type of novel, the members in it seem to be the protagonists of all aspects.

　　No matter how bad it is, it is also a person who is full of luck.

　　"Ding, Zhutian chat group, you are welcome."

　　With the sound of this prompt, a chat group interface suddenly appeared in Ning Beichen's mind.

　　The interface is very simple, except for a chat box, there is only one sign-in, shopping mall, and enlightenment functions on the side.

　　"Ding, Ning Beichen, Gao Yao has joined the group chat."

　　And just when Ning Beichen was looking at the chat group interface, at this moment in the group, with the sound of this prompt, it became a pot of porridge! !

　　The heroic management: "Hoho, there are new people in the group, let me come to Kangkang, who is it this time??"

　　Gu Xun'er: "A newcomer? It seems that there is another drama to make up for!!"

　　Thor: "The administrator must know the identity of the newcomer again, tell us quickly whether the newcomer is a boss!!"

　　Yakumo Zi: "Ala, we are also very curious about the identity of the newcomer. If there is a big boss, we must quickly hug our thighs."

　　Nan Xiaoniao: "If you want to hold a thigh, please let me hold one too!!!"

　　Gao Yao: "You, who are you?? Are you a ghost?? Why are you talking in my head??"

　　Seeing that there were already quite a few people in the group, Ning Beichen, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

　　These guys, except for the self-proclaimed heroic manager who doesn't know who he is, everyone else knows them.

　　Gu Xun'er, the ancient tribe of Douma Continent! !

　　Thor in Marvel! !

　　The old woman in Gensokyo who likes to pretend to be tender! !

　　There is also one of the popular characters in lovelive, Nan Xiaotiao! !

　　As for joining the group with yourself, it should be a role in the myth of film and television dramas, right?

　　A tragic figure.

　　The heroic management: "Hahaha, @ningbeichen, @gaoyao, how are you two newcomers, first of all, welcome to the Zhutian chat group!!"

　　Heroic management: "This chat group is a place that straddles the heavens and the world, and connects us among thousands of planes to communicate. Of course, there are other functions. For details, please refer to the group announcement." .

Chapter 2

　　The valiant management: "In short, it's a sentence. If you don't understand anything, just go to the group announcement and read it in your heart."

　　In a slightly shabby room, a heroic girl was lying on the bed, laughing from time to time.

　　The cluttered objects in the room will make people sigh and cover their foreheads.