Chapter 109 Regular meeting day, 'newcomer' mentor? The ancient palace remains solemn and dignified. The Venerable was the first to arrive at the hall as usual. He tried not to look at the densely packed twisted runes around the hall, but his mind was forced to be drawn to them. After just one look, the horrifying mental shock gave him a splitting headache. “What a terrifying palace.” He said in awe. Seeing that the other three seniors had not arrived yet, the Venerable skillfully took out the sacred and majestic aura that he had prepared in advance. rag. He took the sacred rag and diligently wiped the huge round table, and of course the nine large chairs, inside and out, carefully. "What are you doing?" an interested voice sounded. "Please wipe it clean. It will be more comfortable for the seniors to sit here." The Venerable answered subconsciously, then suddenly reacted and raised his head in surprise. He saw a figure shrouded in mist, who seemed to be wearing a monocle and leaning on a cane. The mist was very hazy and he could not see through it. The figure in the darkness gave him a deep and dull feeling. "You are??" The Venerable was a little confused, then he slapped his forehead and suddenly realized: "I see. You are the new councillor, right?" He seemed to be thinking about something. It seemed that the three seniors had retrieved another parliamentary order?
Immediately, the Venerable smiled generously, became dignified and solemn, and sat upright on the high-backed bronze seat, with a dark color intertwined on his sides. He spoke solemnly: "Newcomer, you can call me [Venerable], this is my code name. In the parliament, everyone is addressed by code names. The other three members are [First Generation], [Emperor], and [Prophet]." After a pause, the Venerable said calmly: "New guy, come up with a code name for yourself." He was a little complacent. Well, now that a new person has arrived, he is no longer considered a new person! I am also a 'senior'! Then, the Venerable saw the mysterious figure shrouded in mist, leaning on a cane and wearing a monocle, who seemed to smile, and a hoarse voice rang out. "You can call me mentor." "tutor?" The Venerable shook his head slightly and advised: "Perhaps you should change your name? Mentor doesn't sound mysterious or powerful. You might as well call yourself Professor, which is much better." "No, just tutor." The figure in the mist sat leisurely in his seat. The Venerable frowned slightly, thinking that this newcomer did not know the rules, and issued a warning: "Change your seat. The place where you sit belongs to dusk. He was the previous Speaker and died in a tragic war." The instructor smiled and said: "No problem." The Venerable became even more unhappy and shook his head slightly: "Newbie, you should listen more to the words of your seniors. I am easy to talk to, but the first generation, the great emperor, and the prophet are different. When they arrive, remember to stand up and salute." After a pause, out of kindness, He gently reminded: "Those three are the first members of the parliament, and each of them has entered the level of true god. Excuse me, mentor, how far have you reached?" Chen Xiang was silent for a moment: "You are indeed quite presumptuous."
He felt that this guy was sick, and his condition was similar to that of an epileptic. The Venerable frowned: "Newcomer, your attitude really annoys me. Again, you can behave like this in front of me, but when those three come, remember to be respectful." He finally warned: "Especially the prophet. She is the only woman in the council. She is the most aloof and has the most violent temper. Don't offend her or she will strike with thunder!" "Prophet. Bad temper?" Chen Xiang thought about it carefully for a moment, well, I don't think I'm that angry. Quite docile. Seeing that the teacher looked indifferent, the Venerable frowned even deeper: "Newcomer, who recruited you? You don't know the rules, I don't know..." Before he finished speaking, three blurry ripples appeared in the void. The Venerable shuddered and stood up suddenly. Although he was very unhappy with this newcomer, he still waved at him: "Get up! Salute!" The newcomer didn't move. The Venerable was helpless, staring at the figure sitting upright, shrouded in mysterious mist, with an expression of disappointment. Then he lowered his head towards the three tall figures that slowly emerged from the void. "You are here." The First Generation, the Great Emperor, and the Prophet appeared one after another, and they all saw the man sitting in the fog and were stunned at the same time. "The newcomer is in big trouble." The Venerable thought with pity. He sighed softly, that's all, he was too kind and soft-hearted after all. The Venerable explained softly: "This is a newcomer. Perhaps because he just arrived, he doesn't know the rules very well, but he doesn't have any bad intentions. Please don't be offended, three seniors???" He looked blankly at the mysterious [First Generation], the majestic [Emperor], and the ancient [Prophet]. Looking at these three councillors, these three terrifying and majestic figures, In unison, they all lowered their heads to the man in the fog, just as they were bowing to them. "Teacher, you are here." The three councillors' voices were low and awed. Venerable: ??? "Take a seat." He heard the great mysterious man in the fog speak softly, and the three elders sat down stiffly one by one, and the great mysterious man glanced at him sideways again. "You sit down too." "okay!" The venerable sat upright, even placing his hands folded and parallel on the round table. It reminded Chen Xiang of the students in his elementary school classroom. Most junior high school students don’t sit so straight. No, this guy is really sick, right? Chen Xiang fell silent, seemingly at a loss for words, and spoke after a while: "Who is this venerable?"
The prophet said cautiously: "During the six years you were recuperating, I obtained a councillor's order that was seized by the Mind Palace Church. This is a new councillor who took office last month, but he was not an apostle before." Chen Xiang was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Which primary school did you recruit from?" The three councillors were all somewhat bewildered. The prophet hesitated for a moment, as if considering and pondering the deeper meaning of the mentor's words, and said carefully: "I still don't understand what you mean. Are you saying that we should let the old flames spread in primary schools? This is indeed a good method. Children are always more malleable. You have opened a brand new door for us." Chen Xiang's chest heaved. He felt that during his six years away, the prophets seemed to have become sick! Could it be that I was infected by this guy? Chen Xiang couldn't help but glance at the Venerable, who lowered his head in awe, groaning in his heart, wishing he could go back a moment and give himself a big slap in the face. There was another long silence. Chen Xiang leaned slightly on the high back of the bronze throne and said calmly: "Six years." "I haven't asked about real life for six years. What happened to each of you?" The first generation said respectfully: "In reply to your question, since the divine punishment six years ago, the outer three rings of the Great City have fallen into the depths of the foggy sea. The people living there are called wanderers in the world. They appear and disappear mysteriously, and their whereabouts are hard to find. They often appear in different countries and spread the name of the true shepherd." After a pause, he continued: "The Great City itself has already been reclaimed and rebuilt into the outer third ring. It has now become a testing ground for the gods. Criminals from the nine kingdoms and the Great City are relocated there. Every year, bishops and archbishops from various churches come to harvest or descend from the gods." Chen Xiang frowned and nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. The emperor spoke softly at this time: "To answer your question, Donghong Country is the same as before. There are no major changes, and nothing special has happened." The prophet whispered: "There is nothing unusual about the White Star Country. If there is anything unusual, it is that an organization called the Secret Society, which used to fight against the Temple of Thought, has risen again. They have a saint who once lived in the Great City." "Saint?" Chen Xiang looked sideways in surprise and thought of someone. "To answer your question, yes." Seeing that the mentor was interested, the prophet quickly described in detail: "It's a woman named Li Xiaotong. According to investigations, she once traveled with the True Shepherd for a short period of time. For some reason, she became the Saint of the Secret Society. Later, under her leadership, the Secret Society grew rapidly and was about to regain its past glory." Chen Xiang was thoughtful and had a rough guess in his mind, probably because of the thinker's eye. Wait, the prophet used 'He' to describe Li Xiaotong? That girl seems to have changed a lot. pretty good. Chen Xiang tapped his knuckles on the round table for a while, then glanced sideways, gazing at the venerable who was sitting upright: "What about you? Which country are you from?" "Reply to your question!" The Venerable quickly spoke: "I'm from Donghong Country!" "Are you from Donghong Country too?" Chen Xiang nodded lightly without asking too many questions. He just looked at the other three councillors and said calmly: "My wounds have healed a lot, but they are still not completely healed. This time, I am here to guide my disciples back from the Eternal Silence Void." The Venerable blinked his eyes, "Disciple? Eternal silence and emptiness?" He swallowed his saliva. It seemed that there was only one being exiled in the eternal void? ? The true shepherd who threw the spear at the Lord of Death!! He is actually the mentor’s disciple? No, the mentor’s disciple is actually Him? ? The Venerable's heart was throbbing, and he felt that the figure shrouded in the mist was even taller, stronger and more terrifying. "we know." The prophet then spoke in awe: "We already know about your injuries. You fought with the Lord of the Abyss and turned the entire Abyss upside down." Chen Xiang suddenly looked sideways, and three question marks appeared on his head. ???
What the hell? ? He was a little confused and wanted to ask questions, but he didn't know how to ask. Fortunately, someone asked for Him. "what???" The Venerable stared with eyes wide open, his breathing became noticeably rapid, his body trembled slightly, and he said in awe: "The chaos in the abyss was caused by the mentor?" The prophet nodded slightly and waved his hands. The illusory mist intertwined into light and scenery. He said in awe: "This is a time image I obtained not long ago. It comes from the abyss six years ago. The First Generation and the Great Emperor have already seen it. Your Excellency, you can also take a look." The Venerable stared with wide eyes. Chen Xiang looked at him quietly with his eyes slanted. (End of this chapter)