In a small world that is separated from the prehistoric world by countless worlds.

In early spring, the spring breeze blows on your face.

This day was the 90th birthday of Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang Sect.

Early that morning, the Zhenwu Hall was filled with joy and newly arranged.

Zhang Sanfeng sat in the first seat, wearing a new dress, happily accepting the blessings of his disciples.

"I wish my master a long life and a blessing as good as the East Sea!"

Six disciples, from the great disciple Song Yuanqiao, paid their birthday to Zhang Sanfeng together. Among the seven disciples, only the third son Yu Daiyan was missing.

"Okay, get up!"

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard with his hands, cheered repeatedly, and helped his disciples get up quickly.

At this time, a Taoist Huogong came to pay a visit, saying that there were distinguished guests at the foot of the mountain.

Song Yuanqiao hurriedly went to deal with it. Zhang Sanfeng sat still while stroking his beard, and several other apprentices spoke with him.

After a while, Song Yuanqiao hugged the third brother Yu Daiyan and snatched into the hall, knelt down at Zhang Sanfeng, and burst into tears.

He shouted miserably: "Master, the third... the third brother has plotted against someone..."

"What?"

Zhang Sanfeng was shocked, took a step forward, came to the hall, touched Yu Daiyan's pulse, and was shocked.

Before he could ask, he ran into the inner hall to get a bottle of "White Tiger Death Pill", took out three of them, and fed them into Yu Daiyan's mouth.

Only then did he have the time to ask: "Yuanqiao, what happened? Why did Daiyan suffer such severe injuries?"

Song Yuanqiao cried and said, "I don't know. I said that someone was worshiping the mountain before. After the disciple went down the mountain, I found that there was someone there. There was only one carriage. The third brother was lying in the carriage and was unconscious. The disciple did not dare to neglect it, so he quickly carried the third brother to the mountain."

Zhang Sanfeng's face darkened and he asked, "Who is the name written on the post?"

"The chief escort leader of the Longmen Escort Agency is Dajin!"

Song Yuanqiao returned to the road.

While checking Yu Daiyan's injuries, Zhang Sanfeng ordered: "Cuishan, you can go there and be sure to find Du Dajin and ask him the whole story!"

Zhang Sanfeng kept tapping his hands on Yu Daiyan, and used his true energy to enter his body, stimulating internal energy and helping him heal his injuries.

"Yuanqiao, you go to Shaolin on behalf of the old Taoist and ask them where my disciple offended Shaolin and even broke his limbs!"

With his eyesight, it was obvious at a glance that Yu Daiyan's limbs were pinched off by the powerful Vajra fingers. If there was no accident, there would be no possibility of standing up again in this life.

After everything was arranged, Zhang Sanfeng asked Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu to take good care of Yu Daiyan, sighed and returned to the room.

[Ding! You have joined the 'Chain Group of Heavens and All Realms'!]

At this moment, a voice came into his ears.

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned and thought he had auditory hallucinations.

"Oh, I'm old and useless, I'm old!"

While sighing, Zhang Sanfeng did not take it seriously. After blowing out the oil lamp, he sat cross-legged on the bed, preparing to enter into meditation.

But a light curtain appeared quietly, emitting a fluorescent light, floating in front of him, illuminating the dim night sky.

"What is this?"

Zhang Sanfeng exclaimed and looked straight at the light curtain.

Such a strange scene, even with his master's mood, was shocked.

It's really beyond his cognition.

He looked around intently, and did not find any abnormality within a radius of ten feet, so he forced himself to calm down and look at the light curtain in front of him.

After just looking at it for a while, Zhang Sanfeng roughly understood the function of this light curtain and should be able to communicate with others. So he tried to send a message in the chat bar.

In the chat group.

The centenarian old Taoist: "Old Taoist Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, I have seen you all!"

"So, as long as the old Taoist thinks about speaking, he can show what I want to say in this box? Then, can he communicate with others?"

"Who did such a terrifying magical power...?"

Zhang Sanfeng took a breath.

The Emperor of Eternal Eternal: "Damn it, who is in my ears? Get out quickly!"

Another small world, Xianyang Imperial Palace, Jique Hall.

The wrinkled First Emperor Ying Zheng was dealing with government affairs. After hearing the chat group's words, his face immediately changed and he shouted loudly.

But then, the appearance of the light curtain completely overturned his three views. He waved his hand and retreated the guards who rushed into the palace, and looked up at the light curtain carefully.

The centenarian said, "I? Could it be that Emperor Yuan is not successful?"

Zhang Sanfeng was very surprised that this so-called chat group could connect him and Emperor Dayuan. It was such a terrifying power.

You know, most Wudang Mountain is thousands of miles away.

The leader of the Wild Hunter: "Is this a new type of Extreme Devouring Beast? Damn it, I didn't expect that Extreme Devouring Beast would have evolved into such a strange model! Where is the future of our human race?"

On the other side, in the dim sky, there is a huge building floating in the air, called the Lighthouse.

In the room of the leader of the Waste Hunter, Mark sat on the bed, his face was extremely pale and his eyes were filled with fear.

Weird: "Wow, you are actually the emperor! Also, are you gods, monsters, or ghosts?"

In a world, there is a bustling village and town. A little beggar with stains on the street looked ahead in shock, but passers-by did not notice her abnormality.

The little beggar quickly realized that she had encountered an extraordinary existence, but she was not afraid in her heart, but instead became curious.

The descendant of Nuwa: "Are you the legendary men?"

In one world, on a beautiful fairy island, a beautiful girl stared blankly at the front, full of curiosity.

...

This is what Li Luo saw when he entered the chat group.

After being surprised and scared, several new members gradually accepted new things, bravely took the first step, and began to communicate with each other.

Looking at their names, Li Luo had roughly guessed their identities.

The centenarian Taoist should be Zhang Sanfeng from the world of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber. This can also be verified from his words.

Needless to say, the Emperor of the Eternal Emperor Ying Zheng, who was the first emperor who "The King of Qin swept the six worlds, and the tiger looked at him so powerful! He swung his sword to beat the clouds, and the princes came to the west!", but he didn't know which world he came from.

He is eccentric and cannot see his identity for the time being.

The leader of the Wild Hunter, combined with the word "Extreme Beast" in his words, was nothing unexpected. It came from the Chinese mansion spirit cage, and the protagonist Mark was the leader of the Wild Hunter.

The last successor of Nuwa, is it the successor of Nuwa in the Xianxia series? Zixuan, Lin Qing'er, Zhao Ling'er, Li Yiru, and Xiaoman? Which of their five generations of ancestors and grandchildren remains to be verified.

"It seems that the chat group is connected with people I am familiar with, which is a good thing. If someone I don't know is really a person I don't know, I won't be able to fool you!"

After this discovery, Li Luo had a smile on his face. Whether the salted fish could turn over depends on whether the ditch was going smoothly.

The ancestor of the prehistoric people: "Welcome the newcomer! I am the first person created by the Holy Mother, Nuwa, and named Luo! Welcome group members from different worlds to join the chat group family!"

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