I’m a God in an Online Game



60 Chapter 60, Heavenly Dao Academy

Meng Jingtian was slightly stunned and unconsciously took a step forward.

All of this was too real, so people couldn’t help but be shocked by the completely different godly state in front of them.

But it was also too dreamy and ethereal, making people unable to believe it.

If only one of the two could be chosen..

Meng Jingtian lifted his feet and walked toward the immortal realm on the left, which was like an ink-green mountain.

He had been influenced by the Chinese culture since he was young. Apparently, the ethereal immortal realm was more attractive to him.

Behind him, the God’s emissary in the white robe discolored. He snorted and then flew into the Glorious Palace on the right, heading to the school of Heavenly God.

The young Daoist in the Daoist Robe was beaming with joy. He flicked his horsetail whisk. “Sir Incipient God realm, please follow me to see the Master of the school of Heavenly God.”

Meng Jingtian turned around and glanced at the Heavenly Dao College. He nodded at the young Daoist.

Since he had made his decision, there was no need to hesitate anymore.

“Daoist master, are you also the god of the Heavenly Dao College?”Meng Jingtian asked the young Daoist curiously.

This young Daoist was even higher than Master Tian Ying. He was Level 130!

The young Daoist priest shook his head, he smiled and said, “Gods are worshiped by others. Only by worshiping and worshiping can they be called gods. I’m just a mere human cultivator. Because my strength is passable, I was able to come to the Heavenly Dao Academy and cultivate with gods.”

“We’re Here!”The young Daoist priest led the way, but it was useless to walk. With a flick of his sleeve, he brought Meng Jingtian to the mountain range of the Heavenly Dao Academy, the peak of the highest mountain that pierced through the clouds.

An ancient and heavy hall was sitting there. There seemed to be sandalwood smoke wafting out from the hall.

Meng Jingtian raised his head and saw that on the plaque above the hall, there were three bold and graceful words, “Purple clouds palace”!

“F * ck… F * ck!”Meng Jingtian raised his head and looked at the three big words. The corner of his mouth twitched.

Could it be the legendary purple clouds palace?

When emmm thought back, there didn’t seem to be anything wrong. Since it was a game, and since it was the school of the eastern God system, it wasn’t strange for it to be a purple firmament palace.

Hongjun (Dao ancestor)

Level: level 150

Identity: Master of the Heavenly Dao School

Attributes: ? ? ?

Skills: ? ? ?

Walking into the hall, Meng Jingtian saw the palace master that the young Daoist had mentioned. This name was still somewhat shocking. However, when he saw the purple firmament palace’s plaque outside, now that Meng Jingtian saw Hongjun himself.., there was nothing surprising about it.

Wasn’t it extremely normal for the purple firmament palace to have Daoist ancestor Hong Jun in it?

In reality, he was just the boss of the eastern God system in the game.

“You’re the new God that just entered the school?”Hong Jun sat cross-legged on a futon with his eyes slightly closed. When he sensed Meng Jingtian enter, he opened his eyes slightly and asked.

“Now that 365 true gods have been fixed, there are no less than ten thousand hairy gods left. I thought that there wouldn’t be any new gods. I didn’t expect that there would be another one.”Meng Jingtian’s existence seemed to be somewhat out of Hong Jun’s expectations, he sighed as he muttered to himself.

Indeed, in reality, Meng Jingtian’s identity as a god was really due to the chaotic data he got when he entered the game.

To accidentally get a unique God out of nowhere, his luck was really one in ten thousand.

Perhaps, the reason why Meng Jingtian was so unusual in other games was to accumulate good luck this time?

“Let me see why you were born, so that I can appoint a suitable teacher for you!”Then, Hong Jun continued. A purple light flashed in his eyes. He must have used a detection skill to look at Meng Jingtian.

With this look, Hong Jun’s originally calm expression suddenly changed drastically. It changed again and again. Sometimes he was happy, sometimes he frowned, sometimes he was thinking, sometimes he was troubled and confused.

“That… is there something wrong with my birth?”Seeing him like this, Meng Jingtian asked nervously.

A level 150 NPC and the Master of the Tiandao Academy, this level of intelligence should be the highest level. Maybe it touched the core program of the game and wouldn’t detect this bug, right?

Would it be fixed? What would happen to his character? This really made Meng Jingtian a little worried.

“Are you willing to take me as your master?”After thinking for a while, Hong Jun stared at Meng Jingtian and asked.

At that moment, Meng Jingtian actually felt the hairs on his back stand up. A shiver rose from his soul and surrounded him.

Danger! A fatal danger!

How could it be! This was just a game. Even if this guy was called Hongjun, he was just an NPC. No matter how high the level of the virtual reality was, no matter how real it was, it was impossible for him to feel this kind of fatal danger, right?

This kind of danger was not death in the game. It was as if real death was approaching!

That stagnant aura pressed down on Meng Jingtian until he could not breathe. It was an indescribable pressure from the soul.

As a result, his thoughts suddenly stopped. After being stunned for a moment, he unconsciously knelt on the praying mat in front of Hong Jun and said with difficulty, “I’m Willing!”

Suddenly, the pressure dissipated and the sense of danger disappeared. Meng Jingtian panted heavily. The sandalwood fragrance in the hall gradually calmed his mind.

“Think about it carefully. When I say take me as your master, I mean a true master and disciple. Once a master, always a father. I don’t mean a teacher who teaches you two spells casually.”Hong Jun lowered his eyes and stared at Meng Jingtian, then regained his calmness, he reminded Meng Jingtian.

Meng Jingtian was slightly startled, not understanding why Hong Jun would deliberately remind him like this. After all, they were only masters and teachers in the game. Was there a big difference?

“If you treat this disciple of mine as your own son, I will naturally treat him the same,”Meng Jingtian replied.

“Ha! You are really cunning! Other people all want to be my disciple. Even if you are just an in-name disciple, you still dare to make demands!”Hongjun actually smiled and said.

“Didn’t you also make demands on me? For matters like master and Disciple, you have to be willing to be with me. We have to be equal, right? If you treat me well, then I can treat you well!”Meng Jingtian’s mood had already calmed down with the soothing sandalwood fragrance in the hall. He smiled and said.

“In that case, you are my last disciple!”Hong Jun did not agree, but it could be considered as a tacit agreement.

“Ding! Congratulations, you have acknowledged Hong Jun as your master. You have received the favor of the heavenly axiom. Luck Value + 15!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received the title: Hong Jun’s personal disciple!”

Hong Jun’s personal disciple (top-tier god-tier) : wearing this title, all eastern gods will have a + 20 friendliness toward you, and A + 5 respect for you.

Just as Hongjun’s voice fell, a series of notifications rang in Meng Jingtian’s ears.

Luck Value? Title? This master was not undeserved!

“Master, um… is there any kind of greeting gift?”After coming back to his senses, Meng Jingtian giggled and asked Hongjun.

“Go! Right now, your master is limited everywhere. I can only teach you a few divine abilities.”Hongjun glanced at Meng Jingtian and shook his head.