Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 1: Huangshan Zhenjun and 9zhou No. 1 Group

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Monday, May 20, 2019. (Please keep in mind for free novels)

The end of spring and the solstice of summer.

This season, the temperature difference between day and night in Jiangnan District has become very large. In the daytime, she wears pants and becomes a dog; at night, she shrinks into a bed and freezes into a cold bird.

Jiangnan University Town.

At 2:13 in the afternoon, this is when the students are in class. Song Shuhang stayed alone in the dormitory, and the computer desk was pulled to the side of the bed so that he could watch movies in various positions.

Song Shuhang doesn’t have a hobby of skipping classes-the weather was sultry in the middle of the night last night, and in his sleep he resorted to ‘Shuanglong Going to Sea’ and kicked off the quilt. In the middle of the night, the temperature dropped sharply. Song Shuhang, who only had a pair of small pants under his body, was immediately forced. In his sleep, he groped with both hands on the bed, searching and searching, but could not touch the quilt. In the end, only shrank into a prawn-like shape, shivering in the midnight cold wind.

When the morning sun rose, Song Shuhang had become a member of the seasonal cold army.

His roommate has asked him for leave for today’s class.

Then he took cold medicine and slept until now.

The high fever has gone, and the body is still a little weak. In this state, I can’t go to class at all. Therefore, he can only stay alone in the dormitory and watch movies boringly.

On the screen, the progress bar of the movie is slowly advancing. But Song Shuhang didn’t see the content of the movie at all.

“The effect of the medicine hasn’t passed yet, so sleepy.” He yawned, feeling a little heavy on his eyelids.

‘DiDiDi~’ At this moment, the chat software in the lower right corner of the computer jumped.

This is a reminder for someone to add him as a friend or join a group.

“Who added me?” Song Shuhang murmured. He reached out and tapped the lower right corner of the touch screen of the computer, and a prompt message popped up.

[True Monarch Huangshan () asked to add you as a friend. ] Additional message: None.

True Monarch Huangshan? Who, such a strange nickname?

“Are they classmates in the class?” Song Shuhang secretly asked, thinking of the few guys in the class who were clearly in college but were still in adolescence. If it were them, they would indeed have such a strange nickname.

Thinking of this, he clicked ‘agree’.

Immediately afterwards, another system message popped up.

[True Monarch Huangshan invited you to join the group ‘Jiuzhou No. 1 Group’, do you agree? ]

Song Shuhang continued to press agreement.

‘Book Mountain under great pressure’ agreed to join the’Jiuzhou No.1 Group’.

[You have agreed to join the group, say hello to the group friends! ] Also comes with a system smiley face.

In recent years, chat tools are becoming more and more humane.

After a series of prompts popped up, Song Shuhang agreed to turn off the prompt and group chat window-he is now drowsy, how can he have the energy to care about what group he has added?

Anyway, his group setting has always been ‘do not prompt messages but only display the number’, chats in the group will not pop up to disturb him, only the number of chats will be displayed after the group.

After he wakes up a little bit, he can go to the chat history to find out which group he has joined, and the chat history of the members in the group will not be lost.

The eyes are getting heavier and heavier…

The movie progress bar is still advancing tenaciously, but Song Shuhang’s consciousness is getting more and more blurred.

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In the Jiuzhou No.1 group, after seeing a newcomer join, a diving member appeared in the group.

Beihe scattered people: “Huangshan Zhenjun added a new Taoist fellow? It has been more than a year, right?”

An id was given to ‘Su Clan’s Seven’ and quickly replied: “There is a new Taoist friend? Which district of China does the Taoist friend come from? Which cave mansion does he practice in? The name of the Taoist? What level of cultivation is it?”

What’s wrong with this series of questions?

Almost at the same time, the id was a pop-up message from the three waves of crazy swords: “The gender of the new Daoist? Is it a fairy? If it is, report the measurements and take a photo!”

Several people in the group twitched their mouths when they saw the news of Su Clan’s Seven and Three Waves of Mad Sabre.

“Brother Sanlang, are you really a goldfish?” Beihe Sanren sighed, “Don’t die again. What if True Monarch Huangshan adds a senior to come in?”

Sanlang is good at everything, he is affectionate and helpful, so he has a good reputation-that is, he likes to lip-synch, and he is so deadly.

However, this guy’s low lucky value makes people ridiculous. Every time he can’t help but commit death, he always offends the senior. These seniors who are idle and painful are worried and have no fun, so naturally they are very happy to toss about the joy of sending three waves of crazy swords to the door.

“Kneel, please don’t mention the word’senior’, there is a shadow in my heart.” The three waves of the mad knife made a row of expressions of’tears streaming down’.

Four years ago, he offended a beautiful ‘senior’ with this broken mouth, and was tossed so badly…The senior tossed him for a whole year and four months. You heard it right, it’s a whole year and four months! Thinking of those inhuman years, his eyes were moist.

As soon as the three waves finished speaking, there were smirk expressions in the group one after another-unabashedly and straightforwardly gloating.

There are eight people showing online status in the group, and six of them all popped up and swiped a row of smiling faces.

“You guys who are gloating for misfortune, this seat remembers each of you, don’t let this seat meet you, otherwise you must let you taste the experience of this seat’s 72-way fast knife!” Crazy knife Three waves bitterly said. He is very confident in his sharp knives. The six guys who smirked just now, none of them are his opponents when singled out.

Three Waves of Mad Knife have just finished talking.

There was another smirk in the group immediately, which belonged to Su’s Aqi.

Then Su Clan’s Qi was very excited: “When will you single out?”

Obviously, Su’s Aqi didn’t mean to gloat over misfortune-he just wanted to find someone to do it.

“…” The Three Waves of Mad Knife suddenly withered.

Because he can’t beat Ah Qi!

He has a profound cultivation base and has reached the late stage of the 5th-Rank Spirit Sovereign. It is only two steps away from the 6th-Rank Spirit Sovereign, but he can’t beat Ah Qi.

He has seventy-two swordsmanship in one hand, fast and brutal, and has a lightning speed, but he can’t beat Ah Qi.

He is known as the Crazy Sword, and when he gets mad, he even fears himself, but he just can’t beat Ah Qi!

When the people in the group saw Sanlang withered, there was another series of unscrupulous smiling faces.

“…” This time, Three Waves of Mad Saber could only send out a string of colons depressed.

People in the group have been making noise for a long time, but they didn’t see the newcomer making a sound, and they were a little confused.

“The new Daoist is silent?” Beihe Sanren asked aloud.

Unfortunately, Song Shuhang has once again entered a semi-sleep state because of the efficacy of the cold medicine.

At this time, Su Clan’s Seven happily sent another message: “I read it and the new Taoist friend is called’Shushan is under great pressure.’ Have you ever heard of a master called this number? It sounds like a Confucian scholar? It’s really exciting! These years, the Confucian scholars have lived in deep seclusion and can’t be found. I haven’t beaten them for nearly a hundred years! Looking back, Confucianism The walkers of the gate are more refreshing than the Buddhists. Not only do they have a bad mouth, but also have a hard fist. When they are in a good mood, they will also chant poems to add to the excitement. It’s cool! I like hitting them the most.”

“Ahqi, I said, your expectation for the new Daoist is always whether it is good or not, and whether it is good or not?” The three waves of the crazy knife said with a tearful expression. This is simply bully behavior, OK? !

“Uh.” Su Clan’s Qi was a little embarrassed.

Beihe Sanren smirked and said: “Will you be another ‘senior’ who doesn’t know how to use chat tools?”

When he said that, everyone felt that this scene was very immediate?

Yes, almost four years ago, there seemed to be a senior who left the customs after more than a hundred years of retreat. He also finally got on the chat software and was joined by True Monarch Huangshan. But because I can’t type, I didn’t speak.

Then, a guy called Sanlang Kuangdao was very happy to talk in front of this senior, and asked the senior to report her measurements, send her ****, and voice chat or something.

Then… Within a few days, Three Waves of Mad Saber saw this senior with his own eyes. That was a very beautiful senior, as dazzling and beautiful as the moon in the night sky.

Next, this beautiful senior tossed three waves of crazy knives for a whole year and four months before leaving contentedly.

Three waves of the mad knife knelt suddenly.

“Huangshan?” At this time, an id named “Pharmacy” spoke.

Inexplicable short messages, without beginning and end.

Fortunately, the people in the group have long been accustomed to the pharmacist’s brief chat habit—he is asking where the leader of the group is True Monarch Huangshan?

The short speech is not because the Pharmacist’s personality is noble and arrogant, but because he typed using two-finger Zen plus handwriting, which is slow. It is easy to make mistakes when there are many words, and it is extremely painful to delete and write. Therefore, pharmacists are used to speaking as short as possible. Over time, it has become this way of communication that cherishes words like gold.

“He went offline immediately after he added someone. I heard that his baby big demon dog ran away from home again in sorrow. Huangshan Zhenjun went after him again. It is not easy to deal with that baby big demon dog, now Zhenjun It must be very busy. It is a rare time to be able to join people online.” Beihe Sanren replied.

“…” Pharmacist.

“Then we can only talk after the new Daoist learns to use the chat tool.” Su’s Aqi sighed. They are all preconceived and believe that the newcomers are also in the same way.

Seeing that the new Daoists didn’t respond, the online friends had no fun, and they all dived one after another.

**********

About an hour later, Song Shuhang woke up slightly.

“Remember that someone joined me in the group just now, it seems to be called Jiuzhou No.1 Group?” He whispered, and he clicked on the chat tool in the lower right corner and pulled out the chat window of Jiuzhou No.1 Group.

What kind of group is it?

Soon, the chat history from an hour ago appeared in front of him.

Song Shuhang probably took a tour.

Friends of Taoism? Dongfu? What is the repair level?

There are seniors? True monarch? This seat? Hunting down the big demon dog?

Special vocabulary in various fairy-xia novels.

The chatting style of the people in the group is also very interesting-half ancient and not white. It gives people the feeling that modern people try to communicate in old language, but because of the failure of the old language, the communication method is very awkward.

“哧~~” Song Shuhang laughed out loud.

It looks like this is a group built by Xianxia fans?

Oh no~ IndoMTL.com~ This is definitely not an ordinary group of fairy fans!

Everyone in the group has given themselves a dao name, and the place to live is called Dongfu, and the pet dog lost by the group owner will be described as the big demon dog running away from home. There are people who claim that they have not beaten Confucianists in hundreds of years, that is to say, that person claims to have lived for hundreds of years?

Just looking at these chat records makes me feel ashamed.

“This kind of obsession has reached the level of secondary disease, and it is a Chinese immortal secondary.” Song Shuhang secretly nodded.

Apparently, this is a concentration camp for the second disease in the fairy tale!

This is his first impression of the ‘Jiuzhou No. 1 Group’ and the members of the group.

But why did you add him to the group?

He looked at the information of Zhenjun Huangshan, the leader of the group. He was not his classmate, and he certainly didn’t know him.

Is it added by mistake?

       

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