The game has just merged with reality, have you become a saint?

Chapter 45: 12 hours until the game merges with reality
"Then what do you want?" Zhou Shushu said solemnly.

Zhao Tianzhi said lightly: "You also know the determination above, not to let go of anyone or anything that may threaten the country. The Taoist Fairy Road game has now been upgraded to the highest level of mutation event, no matter you, me or the sect behind us In this matter, we must unconditionally obey the arrangements from above, and one of the instructions from above is to investigate the White Sword Immortal. Now that we finally know the identity of the 'White Sword Immortal', we naturally have to inform the superiors."

"Of course, we only suspect that Wang Yuan is Bai Jianxian now. It does not mean that he must be Bai Jianxian. What do you think, Shushu?"

Zhao Tianzhi returned to his previous casualness and said with a smile.

Zhou Shushu remained silent. She knew that what Zhao Tianzhi said was right. At this critical moment, whoever dares to hinder the higher-up plan is the enemy. There is no mercy. Even the sect behind her must obey the orders from the higher-ups.

But how did Wang Yuan become the White Sword Immortal?
Zhou Shushu was anxious, but helpless.

Zhao Tianzhi smiled and said: "Director Li, since Bai Jianxian's identity was discovered by your supervisory center staff, you should report this matter to avoid saying that I took your credit."

"Expert Zhao is joking, I will report this to the superiors right now." The middle-aged man also knew that this matter was serious and did not dare to delay. He walked quickly to his office and reported the findings here.

Billions of golden lights bloomed, sweet rain fell from the sky, and auspicious clouds spread all over the place. They all seemed to be celebrating the emergence of a Daluo Golden Immortal in the immortal world.

The many demons who were originally unafraid of death and frantically attacked the Immortal Formation, feeling the sudden terrifying aura from the Immortal Formation, stopped their attacks and lay on the ground in fear, trembling all over.

"'White Sword Immortal', you, your cultivation!"

Fairy Qingzhu looked at the 'White Sword Fairy' in disbelief. The scene just now completely shocked her soul.

'White Sword Immortal' did not speak. He waved his hand to remove the formation, and his figure emerged from the formation.

The evil-faced demons around them felt Wang Yuan's aura and dared not move even more, and they even let out low whimpering sounds from their mouths.

"Oh? You know you can't escape from a Da Luo Jinxian, so are you begging for mercy?"

'Bai Jianxian' spoke softly. He was extremely confident at this moment. This was the transformation of his mentality after his improvement in cultivation.

No matter what changes occurred in the immortal world and what kind of crisis he faced, everything disappeared after he became the Great Luo Jinxian.

This is strength.

Thousands of evil-faced demons seemed to have heard Wang Yuan's words, and they all trembled and lowered their heads.

"Kill them."

'White Sword Immortal' commanded his five spiritual pets to take action, but he did not take action himself.

hoohoo!

The five holy beasts had been patient for a long time and suddenly rushed towards countless evil-faced demons with roars.

These evil-faced demons with the power of true immortals did not even dare to resist, allowing the five holy beasts to tear them apart.

'Bai Jianxian' watched this scene quietly.

Wang Yuan outside the screen also watched this scene, "I finally broke through to Da Luo Jinxian."

Then a wave of fatigue came over him, and he didn't sleep for nearly a day and a night. Wang Yuan could no longer hold on, so he hung up the game, returned to the room, and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept until Zhou Xiaoyu woke Wang Yuan up.

"Brother Wang, don't sleep. Uncle Bai has invited the sect master to set up the Pure Void Fire Dragon Formation in Beitong City. He ordered all the monks in Beitong City to leave for the time being. My sister asked me to protect you. You Come with me." Zhou Xiaoyu said.

"Where to go?" Wang Yuan, who had just woken up, was still a little confused.

"You can go anywhere, as long as you are with me." Zhou Xiaoyu said, "How about the mayor's building? The elders of my sect are all there, so it should be safe there."

"Oh," Wang Yuan nodded, and then asked: "What time is it now?" Zhou Xiaodao: "It's ten o'clock. Brother Wang, you can sleep like this. You slept for nearly twenty hours. I'm afraid you'll fall asleep."

"Ten o'clock?"

Wang Yuan sat up and looked at Zhou Xiaoyu, "You said I slept for twenty hours, so what day is it today?"

Zhou Xiaoyu asked doubtfully: "Today is the 14th. Is Brother Wang okay without you?"

While talking, Zhou Xiaoyu wanted to reach out and test whether Wang Yuan had a fever.

"Is it already the 14th?" Wang Yuan sat on the bed and murmured softly.

He will always remember this day. At 6:14 in the evening on June 24th, the Daoxiantu game began to merge with reality, the demon came, and the world changed dramatically. Of course, there were countless players of the Daoxiantu game, who became capable because of the feedback from the game. A cultivator who flies into the sky and escapes from the earth.

Time flies really fast. Seven days have passed since he was reborn. To be honest, Wang Yuan was actually looking forward to it when he learned that today was the 14th.

I look forward to the game quickly integrating with reality and giving feedback on my cultivation.

It's ten o'clock, less than 12 hours until the game merges with reality.

With his Daluo Jinxian realm, he didn't know how far his cultivation level could be improved when the game gave him feedback for the first time.

Wang Yuan got up from the bed and said, "Let's go to the mayor's building."

There are still about twelve hours left, everything in the game that should be recharged has been recharged, and everything that should be improved has also been improved. There is nothing particularly important next. It would be good to see how the leader of Xiaoyu Sect arranges the formation.

Half an hour later, Wang Yuan and Zhou Xiaoyu arrived at the mayor's building. A lot of people had gathered here, initially estimated to be at least three to four hundred.

Wang Yuan could easily see that these 400 people more or less all possess some spiritual power. The spiritual energy has just been revived, and they can absorb spiritual power independently without any skills.

If placed in the world of immortality, these people are talented people with spiritual roots, and all of them are one-in-a-thousand geniuses.

Moreover, Beitong City has a population of 700 million, and there are only [-] to [-] talented people with spiritual powers here. There is nothing wrong with picking one out of ten thousand.

"Xiaoyu."

At this time, three middle-aged men wearing Taoist robes suddenly walked out of the mayor's building. The leader was Ning Yunzi who wanted to accept Wang Yuan as his disciple two days ago.

"Uncle Bai!"

Zhou Xiaoyu stepped forward excitedly and saluted.

"Okay, don't be like the whole sect outside." Ning Yunzi helped Zhou Xiaoyu up, who was about to salute, and followed him to see Wang Yuan behind Zhou Xiaoyu.

Ning Yunzi's eyes lit up, thinking that Wang Yuan was also here to find him, "Little friend Wang Yuan, it seems that you want to agree to become Pindao's disciple?"

Wang Yuan:"???"

Old guy, are you quite confident?
However, there were only 12 hours left until the game feedback level was reached. Wang Yuan did not want to cause trouble, so as not to anger the old guy, so he could only clasp his fists and say: "I understand the kindness of my seniors, but I still want to think about it again."

Hearing this, Ning Yunzi couldn't help but snorted coldly. He was about to say something.

Suddenly, a scorching sun appeared above the sky in Beitong City, and its infinite brilliance fell on the earth, attracting everyone's attention.

"It's the sovereign!"

Zhou Xiaoyu said excitedly.

(End of this chapter)