Live Broadcast: What Does It Have To Do With Me If The World Of Cultivation Has Become A Piece Of Sh

Xuanjie, Bailuzhou.

Under the scorching sun, a carriage was driving on a secluded forest road in the wild.

There was only a young man in white clothes in front of the carriage, wearing a straw hat and holding a white stick in his mouth, driving the carriage leisurely.

Only he held the reins in one hand.

The other hand was constantly pulling out and inserting a sword fixed on the frame of the carriage. I don't know if he thought he was practicing some traditional craft.

There was no one else in the carriage, just some food and drink items and a quilt.

The young man is none other than Chen Feng.

At this time, he was staring at the air in front of him, raising his hand to greet someone.

"Hello everyone, welcome to Xiao Chen's live broadcast room of cultivating immortals from another world. This is the seventh day of my trip to Azure Cloud Mountain to learn the art of cultivating immortals."

"We are still on our way, it will take about two days to get to Azure Cloud Mountain."

"There are two major training sects on Azure Cloud Mountain, the Qingyun Sect, which is world-famous for its thunder method Sword Dao, and the White Bird Sect, which is famous for its singing and dancing skills."

"After my inquiries along the way, I found that these two sects have been recruiting disciples recently. I plan to participate in the selection of Qingyun Sect. After all, no serious person can sing and dance."

"Also, there is no Big Bamboo Peak or Little Bamboo Peak in Qingyun Sect. They are just names. Otherwise, I would have a headache."

It turned out that there was a live broadcast room interface in front of him that only he could see.

In the upper right corner of the live broadcast room is an area similar to a game mini-map, with many white light dots flashing on it, each light dot represents a check-in location.

There is a golden corner mark near one of the light spots, which represents his own location.

Below the mini map is a map similar to a shopping mall, which sells various products unique to the earth.

The white stick in his mouth is a lollipop.

There is something similar to a treasure box at the bottom. Below the treasure box is 9234/10000.

The number represents the number of fans in his live broadcast room.

In the middle of the interface is Chen Feng's appearance, and there are comments and messages from viewers in the live broadcast room running through the barrage.

[Brother Feng, why did the show start so late today? ]

[The White Bird Sect is a master of both singing and dancing. Is that the master of the sect...]

[I always feel that what Brother Feng just said is a bit like planting a flag and may trigger the law of true fragrance. ]

[Don’t forget each other if you are rich or noble, I will give you a rocket first. When you get the immortal cultivation technique, remember to share it. ]

[Brother Feng, I have never asked anyone, please help me get a secret book of dual cultivation, and I will give it to you when the time comes. ]

[Brother Xiaofeng, you are so handsome today~]

Chen Feng smiled: "Don't worry, when I get admitted to Qingyun Sect, I will eat meat and everyone will drink soup."

[Long live Brother Feng! ! ]

[Brother Feng is mighty! ! ! ]

"And that little sister Ai, she can talk, talk more, I like to listen."

[Brother Xiaofeng, hmm! ]

While Chen Feng was chatting animatedly with the audience in the live broadcast room, the old horse pulling the cart suddenly stopped and was unwilling to go any further.

Chen Feng picked up the bamboo stick and whipped it, but the old horse remained unmoved and kept snoring.

"Strange, didn't you just eat before setting off?"

Chen Feng got out of the carriage with two carrots and put them towards the old horse's mouth.

"Oh, if you were more generous with your gifts, I could buy a motorcycle from the system store, and maybe I would have arrived at Azure Cloud Mountain long ago."

[Brother Feng, you know me. I have paid off all my living expenses this month. ]

[Brother Xiaofeng, me too. When my mother gives me pocket money next week, I will give it to you. ]

[Good guys, do you really believe it? ]

[Laughing to death, a horse-drawn carriage, a set of costumes, a few days of leisurely walking on a hill, and a few passers-by performing performances, and I can say that I have transmigrated. ]

[At first glance, he seems to have just arrived. Brother Feng set out on the first day, but he came from an ancient town. How can Brother Feng build a city to deceive us? ]

[There is a dog sitter upstairs. Who knows if the first day you mentioned exists or not, and you want to trick us into giving gifts. ]

[If it weren’t for the fact that this live broadcast room couldn’t record the screen and take secret photos, I would have photographed the evidence on your face. ]

[Yes, Brother Xiaofeng is a real transmigrator. ]

Chen Feng was about to say something, but found that there was something strange about Lao Ma.

Hum!

It snorted and shook its head, pushing Chen Feng's hand holding the carrot away.

You know, it will eat as much as you give it.

Chen Feng immediately became alert.

"Brothers, there is a situation."

"Are we going to meet Monster?"

"Didn't the boss who sold the map say that this official road is very safe..."

[Is there a possibility that it is safe most of the time. ]

[Wuhu, the wind is blowing hard. ]

[Quick tactical retreat. ]

The next moment, the sky became violently windy.

One is black and purple, the other is red gold.

Two sword lights entangled in the sky, and terrifying sword energy fell to the ground, destroying everything around them.

"Damn it, I went out today and didn't look at the almanac. I encountered a fight between gods!!"

Chen Feng hurriedly pulled the old horse to run back, but a purple-black sword light fell, cutting the back path into a large ravine.

"Gan!"

Although he has a trump card and is not afraid of death, the carriage contains all his belongings, and if the old horse dies, he will have to walk to Azure Cloud Mountain.

Those in the live broadcast room who were still questioning just now were stunned.

[This special effect is a bit realistic...]

[Retarded, where do the special effects of real-time live streaming come from? ]

[Is the world of cultivation so dangerous? ! ]

[Oh my god, I really want to be like the person I was when I was eighteen, standing in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner like a minion. ]

[Brother Feng, there is no way back, run forward quickly. ]

"That makes sense!"

Chen Feng jumped on the carriage, picked up the whip and hit the old horse on the butt.

"Hurry up, old horse, and climb over this mountain. We should be safe!"

The old horse started running quickly as if it had been given a shot of blood. This was the first time it had run so fast. After all, if it slowed down, its life would be lost.

But when it rushed to the top of the mountain and reached a flat ground, it lay down on the ground so tired that it couldn't run anymore.

Fortunately, the two sword lights in the sky turned into two daoist shadows and landed on both sides of the mountain top.

The purple-black figure is a beautiful lady in a purple shirt wearing a black veil.

A pair of eyes that are captivating.

The red-gold figure is a beautiful woman in palace attire with a phoenix hairpin and a gold-rimmed red robe.

A dignified and majestic face, yet unrivaled in beauty.

Both of them held swords in their hands, one exuding purple energy and the other burning with red-gold flames.

[Fuck, so beautiful! ! ]

[Lick the screen! Licking the screen! ]

[Brother Feng, this is the traffic password! ]

[The camera zooms in. ]

[A bunch of old critics, don’t you care about Brother Feng’s life or death? ]

[At first glance, he looks like a newcomer. If Brother Feng had no cards, he would have been captured by bandits on the way and taken to be the village's minister. ]

The beautiful woman in palace attire said in a tone as cold as the wind and frost of winter.

"Ziyou, you can't run away, just follow me back."

"Sister, you are still so domineering. How do you know I can't leave without really fighting?"

The two of them seemed to be getting serious at first sight.

Chen Feng raised his hand and said weakly: "You two... can you wait for me to come down the mountain and fight again."

"This is all I have. I hope you two can have some sympathy and don't involve me and make my poor life worse."

"After all, it's not good for anyone."

"..."

The two sisters ignored Chen Feng at all.

In their eyes, Chen Feng is like a passing insect.

The two of them had only each other in their eyes, and they both raised their swords, looking like they were going to make a big move.

Veins popped up on Chen Feng's forehead, he actually dared to ignore him.

He vowed that he would make the two women's bellies bigger later and make them shed tears of regret.

He, Chen Feng, is a mortal, but he dares to make the fairy kneel down and sing the song of conquest with tears in his eyes.