From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

The junior brother couldn't explain it, Hua Ye and Xu Lian were also anxious, and they all clasped their fists and said, "Goodbye."

Qi Yuanli looked on in amazement.

He was so envious of such an ability. Disappearing in an instant was probably the power that every ordinary person longed to possess.

The two of them followed their junior brother and hurried to the sect gate.

Meng Liu looked around and couldn't see the iron box.

This is clearly a fighter jet.

It seems that modern society is also planning to use force to become the boss.

"Master clearly activated the mountain protection formation and concealed all traces of the sect. How did these people find us?" Meng Liu's senior sister stomped her feet and complained.

"It's normal. The sect really exists. Even if we can't see it with the naked eye, there is always some energy overflowing. With the emergence of modern technology, we can find us just by sensing the power fluctuations in the air."

"Junior sister, you are really smart, but it seems that they have come with bad intentions. Humph, they don't even consider their own weight and dare to come to provoke us. Our Tianji Sect is the largest sect in the world!" The eldest senior brother said coldly with a solemn face.

Meng Liu glanced at him and said, "Brother, is it possible that they don't know anything about the world of immortal cultivation, and don't know the status of our sect among the cultivators?"

The fusion of two worlds makes it difficult enough to figure out the lifestyle of these monks. This is not a war between two countries.

There is no way to find the traitor.

What's more, the gap in power also makes it impossible for modern people to take effective measures against them.

Three days have passed since the two worlds merged, and Meng Liu feels that this time is too late.

If she were in power, in order to maintain the security of her own country, no matter who you do, you will be killed the moment you show up.

Ling Xiaozi and several elders from the sect have already flown into the air.

"How dare you, you brat!!!" an elder roared in a deep voice.

The sound accurately penetrated the entire world, and people within a hundred kilometers heard it accurately.

Those who have no internal strength, such as Qi Yuanli, can't help but want to kneel down and crawl.

Even the fighter's radar turned twice. Fortunately, the outer shell was made of special material and could not be easily destroyed even by the means of the immortal world.

Meng Liu held Qi Yuanli's arm firmly.

She felt that this was not okay, and she could understand the elders’ anger.

But if you put yourself in their shoes, you will realize that modern people are also afraid.

Suddenly, several mountains appeared in the sky, and the people inside were all monks with mysterious powers. In order to protect the safety of their citizens, they had to make this journey no matter what.

And the truth is only within the range of the cannon.

The fact that so many fighter planes surrounded them but did not fire was enough to prove the other side's sincerity.

I guess it's just to deter them and tell them that we modern people are not powerless against them.

Then comes the negotiation.

At the very least, we need to discuss clearly the issue of how the modern world and the immortal world can coexist peacefully.

Meng Liu pulled Qi Yuanli and flew up.

Ling Xiaozi glanced at him indifferently.

Meng Liu was used to it, but it was Qi Yuanli's first time experiencing it. He almost subconsciously panicked. He didn't know why he was panicking. In short, his scalp was tingling and his hair was standing on end, as if he was being stared at by some ghost.

"Master, don't be impulsive. Talk to them first."

Before Ling Xiaozi could answer, several elders spoke first.

"What are we talking about? You've come to my door, are you bullying me because there's no one in the Tianji Sect?!"

"The other sects have also been surrounded. We have nothing to say to these barbarians. The worst that can happen is a fight. It is still unknown who will win or lose!"

Elder Danfeng was a thoughtful and cautious person. He glanced at Qi Yuanli and said, "Little Mengliu, is this kid from the secular world?"

"Yes, he is my assistant."

"What is an assistant?"

"The elders can be understood as my helpers, just like the eunuchs around the emperor."

The eunuch Qi Yuanli's face turned black on the spot. There are no slaves in New China! Even if you want to make a metaphor, it shouldn't be like this.

However, thinking of the salary Meng Liu offered, he held back.

"Why did you bring him to the sect?" Ling Xiaozi asked in a deep voice.

The situation on both sides is unclear now. It is not appropriate to bring outsiders to the sect at this time. What if they are traitors?

Meng Liu also understood, after all, other people didn't know Qi Yuanli's true identity and his relationship with her.

She explained: "I brought him here to negotiate with the other party. He can represent our sect to negotiate with the secular world."

"He represents my Tianji Sect? What a joke! How can such a vulgar boy represent the number one sect in the world?"

Meng Liu discovered that this group of cultivators were very arrogant, even more arrogant than the hottest pink, and they thought their own sect was the most awesome, as if they had been brainwashed.

She admitted that the Tianji Sect was very powerful, but compared to the atomic bomb, she felt it was still a little bit inferior.

Fortunately, Ling Xiaozi is a wise man: "Since I have appointed you as the elder of the secular affairs office, you will be in charge of all matters related to the secular world. Go ahead, just remember, it's up to you to fight or retreat."

Meng Liu likes people like Ling Xiaozi.

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What this meant was simply to give her confidence and that she wouldn't be blamed even if the negotiation failed.

She is also saying that there is no need to be afraid of the other party, as the entire sect has her backing!

"This is fighter plane X17, carrying out a search mission, requesting confirmation of identity!"

The pilots in the fighter planes made trembling reports. It was not because they were cowardly, but the roar from the other side was too strong. It was not a sound that a mortal could make.

Even if loudspeakers are used for broadcasting, the message cannot be spread deeply into people's hearts due to the influence of air currents.

In comparison, their trumpets seem like a joke.

Suddenly I lost the confidence to speak.

Meng Liu was speechless. What identity confirmation was needed? Isn’t this stupid? She simply knocked on the pilot’s cockpit and used her spiritual power to write him a number. That was her own WeChat ID. . .

The pilot was also stunned.

How come monks use cell phones? He thought these monks who didn’t need food or drink were going to become immortals, but it turns out they use cell phones just like mortals.

He quickly reported the matter to his superiors.

Just as Meng Liu expected, the fighter jets were originally sent out for the purpose of deterrence.

Apart from anything else, there are the people of their country down there. Even if they want to start a war, they would not choose this location.

Even if we take a step back and say that a fight really breaks out, the crowd will be evacuated in advance.

The old general frowned as he looked at the report from his subordinates. What's wrong with these monks? Could they be descendants of the Han Dynasty?

How can a formal meeting or interview be conducted in such a frivolous way using WeChat?

He added the friend using his Ning Jing Zhiyuan WeChat ID, with an expression like an old man on the subway looking at his phone.

The other party’s avatar was a cartoon beauty, and his request was approved almost instantly.

People are all curious.

The old general was no exception. He clicked on Meng Liu’s circle of friends to take a look.