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

The plane flew in the air at a speed of Mach 1.5, if Wang Yurou hadn't reminded her from time to time to avoid the birds in the sky.

I estimate that I crashed seven or eight times along the way. There are really many birds in the sky of Immortal Cultivation World.

More than four hours later, the plane slowed down and stopped near Hanshan, and Wang Yurou put it into the storage Law Treasure. After all, her Law Treasure was the only storage available that could fit such a large plane.

The five people flew down outside Hanshan Mountain.

Wang Yurou and Lin Shengdao frowned as they looked at Hanshan wrapped in mist.

"Hanshan is shrouded in some kind of universe formation. At this time, the people inside are probably no longer in Hanshan, but in some foreign land."

"I'm afraid there's something terrible inside..." Lin Shengdao said with a solemn expression.

Wang Yurou turned to Qingdie and said: "Qingdie, your cultivation level is too low, just stay outside. If there is a big evil inside, I will use the paper crane to convey the message to you and explain the matter to you."

"????"

Some of Qingdie's heads can't turn, isn't Chen Feng the one with the lowest level of cultivation? At least she has Foundation Building.

Chen Feng rolled his eyes at her and said, "Don't look at me. My low cultivation level doesn't mean I'm weak. If we get into a fight, I'll have to experience what it's like to be a mother every time I sing."

Lin Shengdao couldn't help but raise his hand to his forehead. If you say so, I think I'd better stay outside.

He really didn't want to experience that heartbreaking pain again. His mother was indeed great.

The camera showed Lin Shengdao, and the audience in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

[Brother Great Master has the most say. ]

[Brother Great Master said that he has started to experience phantom pain. ]

[Hahahaha, I want to see Master getting pregnant by Brother Feng~]

[Hey, which one? ]

[Brother Feng: Please don’t make such ethical jokes. ]

[23333～ ]

"Let's go in hand in hand so we don't get lost."

Wang Yurou grabbed Lin Shengdao and Wang Hao's wrists, and Chen Feng grabbed Lin Shengdao's wrists.

The four of them flew together wrapped in the power of Wang Yurou's spiritual thoughts, flew towards Hanshan, and soon disappeared into the mist.

Just entered the fog.

Chen Feng found himself back in the White Bird Sect, holding Si Hongxiu in his left hand and Bai Qiantose in his right hand.

Wang Yurou and Yueshuang were rubbing his feet, which felt very comfortable.

Of course, it would be nice if there wasn’t a bunch of barrages running through the live broadcast room in front of me.

[Brother Feng, why did you let go? ]

[Let me go, Brother Feng, you are falling behind, do you know? ]

[Damn it, Brother Feng seems to be possessed! ]

[Brother Feng, you laugh so lewdly...]

[Isn't it possible that you are under an illusion? ]

[Damn evil Uchiha! ]

[Hei Bu Liu Qiu, where is this place? ]

[Brother Feng, wake up quickly. ]

Chen Feng was shocked when he saw these barrages, and soon he felt a strange force entanglement in his soul.

He immediately activated Senluo Sword Heart and turned his spirit into a sword to kill that power.

"cut!"

When he opened his eyes, he was already lying in a barren mountain, and his head was a little dizzy.

He got up and took a look and found that there was no one around, but only graves.

There is a broken tombstone at the foot.

[Hey, it’s back to normal. ]

[Brother Feng, are you okay? ]

[Let me go, why did I suddenly come to the mass grave again? ]

[This place doesn’t look big. Where did Brother Great Master go? ]

[Brother Feng, what happened to you just now? ]

Chen Feng covered his face and looked embarrassed, but he still told the truth about the situation just now.

"I'm really sorry, I just fell into an illusion."

"I don't know where Master and the others have gone."

In the live broadcast room, the audience began to joke without conscience.

[Wuhu, prepare to have a feast. ]

[If this were a horror movie, Brother Feng would be the first victim. ]

[Wouldn’t it be nice to let senior brother catch you? She insisted on grabbing him, but ended up letting go. ]

[Stop making trouble and find someone first. ]

[Based on my years of experience in writing novels with strange rules, the tombs around here may contain hidden clues. ]

[That makes sense, look at the tombstones and dig out a few more. ]

[Stop making trouble, what should I do if there are zombies? ]

[Brother Feng sings, and zombies also have to kneel. ]

Chen Feng looked around and saw no one in the sky. There was desolation everywhere.

I happened to have no idea, so I wandered around the grave.

"The tomb of Chen Wei, the tomb of Yuan Hua..."

"There aren't any clues?"

[Wait, some of the graves appear to be new. ]

[Some have dead grass around them, some don't. ]

[Take a look. ]

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, and then looked carefully. Sure enough, some of them were relatively new.

"I'll go, man, you have such good eyesight."

Just when Chen Feng took out the shovel and was about to dig it out.

A netizen named Zhang San, the outlaw gangster, sent him a gift and started talking about it.

[Brother Feng, go back and look at the place where you got up just now. There is a broken monument there. Turn it over and take a look. ]

[Yes, after looking around, there is a broken monument where you just woke up. ]

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, then trotted back immediately and turned over the upper part of the broken monument.

There is nothing on it.

He turned the lower part over again, and there was a "tomb" on it.

"All the tombs I have seen have names, but this one has no name..."

In the live broadcast room, a netizen named Zhang San, the outlaw, spoke again.

[If I am right, it is not that the tomb has no name, but that the owner of the tomb came to life just now. ]

[WTF? How to say? ]

[The Riddler, get out of Gotham. ]

[No, isn’t what Zhang San said obvious enough? ]

"This is... my tomb?"

Chen Feng said dumbfounded. Although he was a fool, he was not an idiot.

[? ! ! ]

[I understand, just now Brother Feng was in a dark little room, that is, in a tomb. ]

[In that case, those new graves...]

[F*ck! Quickly find Master and Brother Great Master! ]

[A bunch of idiots, they are looking for the Fourth Senior Sister first, she is almost dead. ]

[Yep! Find the Fourth Senior Sister first! ]

[What is the name of Fourth Senior Sister? ]

[Yu Yan, Yu Yan, or Yu Yan. ]

[Yu Yan? ]

[Suddenly I realized that it is really important to speak with subtitles. There are too many homophones in Chinese. ]

Chen Feng quickly walked around the cemetery, and soon he saw Wang Yurou's tomb and Lin Shengdao's tomb.

However, he silently noted the location and prioritized looking for the name with the pronunciation of Yuyan.

Finally he found this pronounced name behind a tree.

"Chen Yuyan's tomb! It could be this one!"

Chen Feng wielded the shovel and started digging wildly. After all, he didn't know what he would encounter later, so he didn't dare to waste his spiritual power randomly.

Soon he dug up a dark stone coffin.

He opened the coffin and saw a woman wearing a white outfit with a blue and purple complexion sleeping soundly inside.

He felt for a pulse and could barely feel it.

He felt the position of his heart, and sure enough it could still beat once every two to three seconds. For an ordinary person, it would have been cold.

Chen Feng slapped her face directly and shouted: "Chen Yuyan! Chen Yuyan?!"

Later he tried splashing water again, but still didn't wake up.

[Try destroying the monument. ]

[Yes, you woke up, the monument is broken, the monument is broken, will she wake up too? ]

[Don't make trouble, what if the monument breaks and the person dies? ]

[This possibility cannot be ruled out. ]

[Try looking for Master's monument. She has a high level of cultivation and should be able to bear it. ]

[Master:? ? ? ? ? ]

[Good guy, it’s okay to be a filial piety. ]