People are in the wild, swallowing three thousand heavens

Chapter 212 Zhang Sanfeng: Another group added me
The way of good fortune.

Zhang Sanfeng thought about it, but he still didn't understand at all.

Like this, like that...

It's impossible.

Shaking his head, pretending he didn't hear anything, he lowered his head to eat.

With emotion in my heart, a voice suddenly sounded out of thin air in my mind.

"Welcome to the Wanjie chat group!"

Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback, Wanjie chat group?
What is this?
A new group created by Dijun.

Curiously exploring his soul, he found that there are two groups for him to choose.

Then, in the newly joined chat group in my mind, the members of the group vibrated.

A generation of grandmasters: "Welcome newcomers to join the group!"

Head of Huashan: "Welcome newcomers to the group!"

Sword Without Blood: "Welcome newcomers to the group!"

I'm not Zhao Gao: "Welcome newcomers to the group!"

……

Zhang Sanfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, it seemed that it wasn't Dijun's new group.

There is also a new group, and then they also find me, what a coincidence?

Curious, Zhang Sanfeng also sent a message: "Poverty Zhang Sanfeng, I don't know who you are? Who established this group?"

A generation of masters: "Wudang Master Zhang! It's a different time and space."

Head of Huashan: "Master Zhang is mighty!"

I'm not Zhao Gao: "Just look at the chat group information. It was created by our great Lingxiao Blessing Emperor, and it is glorious in all worlds. We can join this group because of the protection of the Emperor. We are here to thank the Emperor for his kindness."

"Ling Xiao protects the emperor?" Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, thinking back to the Taoist gods, it seemed that there was no such person.

Is it an alien sect?
Thinking of this, Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, showing a bit of displeasure. If he is not of my race, his heart must be different, so he has to tell the emperor.

However, it is better to study this small group more, and to know more, so that we can better repay the emperor.

Voldemort: "That's right, it is the emperor who protects you from above. He is powerful, omnipotent, and omnipotent. New members of the group, do you have any troubles? Sacrifice to the emperor and humbly offer our faith. The noble emperor has always treated us believers Mercy will definitely bless us believers."

"A believer?" Zhang Sanfeng frowned. Voldemort, sure enough, is not my Chinese orthodox, heretical monster.

The head of Huashan: "Yes, the emperor shines on all worlds and is supreme. We entered the group and were fortunate to become believers of the emperor, spread the faith for the emperor, let the people of all worlds become believers of the emperor, and dedicate everything to the emperor. This is our lifelong mission. glory."

"Believers, glory? Give everything?" Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, why is it so like a cult?

Voldemort: "Yes, become a follower of the emperor and serve the emperor, you can get everything you want."

Zhang Sanfeng: "Have all the people in the group offered sacrifices?"

Head of Huashan: "Of course, you didn't see the shocking scene, the emperor's dharma body descended, boundless."

I'm not Zhao Gao: "Yes, yes, you can build an altar and sacrifice to the emperor, you will get extraordinary power and solve all your troubles, by the way, are you a hundred years old? If you haven't If you pass, your fifth disciple will die at your [-]th birthday banquet, and if you want to save him, you must ask the emperor to help you!"

Centennial birthday party?

Zhang Sanfeng's heart skipped a beat, how come people in this group know about this?

Feeling delicate, he thought about it, pretended to know everything and said: "Poverty Dao is not yet a hundred years old, what happened at the centenary birthday banquet? What happened to Cuishan?"

I'm not Zhao Gao: "Well, listen to me, your fifth disciple who disappeared didn't die, but ran to Binghuo Island, became sworn brothers with Xie Xun, and married Yin Susu, even had a baby. You came back at the [-]th birthday banquet, but because of the Dragon Slaying Saber, the Six Great Sects came to persecute you, and your apprentice committed suicide to protect Wudang!"

"Cuishan is so stupid?" Zhang Sanfeng continued to follow these people.

I'm not Zhao Gao: "That's right, so prepare the altar, the emperor's brilliance is unparalleled."

Head of Huashan: "That's right, Master Zhang, your martial arts are the best in the world. As long as you think about it, you can definitely make a relatively large-scale sacrifice very quickly, so that the emperor can bless you. So why are the six major schools not six?" The big faction can be wiped out!"

"This group of friends, I don't know who you are? Can Huashan be included in the six major factions?" Zhang Sanfeng asked doubtfully.

"That is the Huashan Mountain in your world, not the Huashan Mountain in Yuemou's world." The head of Huashan said, what is the relationship between the Huashan Mountain in your world and my world?
"Thank you for reminding everyone, although the Six Factions have weird ideas, but the righteousness of resisting the Yuan Dynasty remains unchanged, so go and have a look." Zhang Sanfeng said.

"Don't you sacrifice? Don't rely on the emperor?" Voldemort looked surprised.

"Pindao believes that he can solve it by himself." Zhang Sanfeng said, even if there is no chat group, he already knew these things, and it is not difficult to deal with the six major factions. Do you really think he is a hundred years old?
Those who fought with him were basically dead, but his contacts for so many years have not been dispersed at all. In addition to Wudang and a few, they pulled together and beat Shaolin to the ground, and the rest were honest.

The head of Huashan: "Master Zhang, this seems to be a bit of a nonsense! How can you be negligent in such a major event as offering sacrifices to the emperor? You must grasp your fairy fate."

A Sword Without Blood: "That's right, sacrifice is the most important thing. Only by offering sacrifices, being a believer of the emperor, and dedicating everything to the emperor, can you know how close you are to the immortal and live forever."

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, do the emperors of this group value faith very much?

After thinking about it, he sent another message: "I don't know how Dijun is in the group, can I ask a question or two?",

Head of Huashan: "Presumptuous! You can @ the emperor too? Don't you look at your identity?"

A sword without blood: "Zhang Sanfeng, although you have some martial arts, but you are just an ordinary person, you dare to @帝君, you are worthy! What are you?"

I'm not Zhao Gao: "Master Zhang, you need to be clear about your identity! What kind of existence is the emperor, who coexists with the Dao, is supreme, and pity us who are sinking in the sea of ​​suffering, and come to save us. We can only lie on his knees humbly. At your feet, even the back of the emperor is not qualified to see, you also want to @ask?"

Voldemort: "Stupid human beings! The emperor is supreme, you can only be redeemed if you bow down and beg the emperor to save you, and wash away your sins. I want to ask you? What are you?"

……

Zhang Sanfeng didn't think of what he said, as if he had stabbed a hornet's nest, all the members of the group shouted violently.

Looking at these words, Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, thinking back to his group, although no one would go to @帝君，帝君贵贵 unless it was a last resort, but he had never exaggerated like this.

There are high and low people, high and low positions, but they are always human.

Why are the members of this group like slaves?
No, it should be said that it is a dog slave!
Are the so-called believers here turning themselves into slaves?
This emperor is probably not a good god.

Zhang Sanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and then went online to apologize, repeatedly saying that he was wrong, and reached a certain degree of relaxation with the group members.

……

The prehistoric world, above the vast ocean.

Wang Mo, who was hiding on a small island with Longling, sensed the news in the group, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Here comes another leek.

Zhang Sanfeng, the great master of Yitian, is also a good believer.

The more worlds there are, the more beliefs this seat has. As long as you have enough beliefs, you can break through Taiyi, even the way of heaven, the way, transcend everything, be free and free forever, and not be bound by this bullshit list of gods. The second saint, that old bastard Hongjun.

Thinking of the joy, Wang Mo couldn't help but feel happy, but because someone was there, he had to pretend that nothing had happened, so as not to let others find out.

As for Zhang Sanfeng, put it away for now, and join the group, he is his own leek, and he can only believe in himself.

……

"Dijun, are there any chat groups in the heavens and myriad realms?"

Here, Zhang Sanfeng, who just got offline from the Wanjie chat group, immediately communicated with Zhou Kao.

"Should there be? At that time, I got a treasure and established this group. Other people may also get similar treasures. What's the matter?" Zhou Kao wondered.

"Back to Dijun, I just added another group." Zhang Sanfeng said hastily, not daring to hide it.

"Added another group?"

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, even if Zhou Kao's state of mind became stronger and he was able to count the Three Realms without changing his face, he couldn't help but change his face.

What is called again?

(End of this chapter)