A 00-year-old man meets online love in person. I am really a post-XNUMXs

Chapter 122 This is a live broadcast room with hidden dragons and crouching tigers

In the Magic City, inside the Yun family’s villa.

After Yun Mo walked into the bedroom, he waved his hand gently, and the whole bedroom changed in an instant.

Yun Mo is now in a small wooden house.

This is the world inside the barrier he created in the Snow Mountain when he was in seclusion.

It is also the spatial world he created with great effort.

This place does not belong to any place in reality, it belongs only to Yun Mo himself.

Walking out of the wooden house and looking at the world of green mountains and clear waters, he was very satisfied.

This is his perception of one flower, one world.

The density and pressure of this world are even several times that of the Earth, and its vast geography is also many times that of the Earth.

The current people on Earth do not know how to gather spiritual power, and the spiritual power scattered all over the world is too wasteful.

Yun Mo spent nearly seventy or eighty years repairing and filling the world he created.

On Earth, only cultivators like Nangong Wen can fly, but here, due to the absolute density and pressure of space, he can only perform Qinggong at best. Want to fly? That's a bit too much.

This is the spatial world between the third and fourth dimensions.

Even with Yun Mo's terrifying strength, he can display his magical powers here at will.

In the world of Earth, with a terrifying power like Yun Mo, any energy he could generate would cause massive destruction.

After all, the dimension of the earth is too low, and even the destructive power caused by accident is a bit too strong.

If it moves, it will be a mountain torrent, a tsunami, and an earth-shaking earthquake. It's not an exaggeration at all, right?

so.

Why is it so difficult for a mortal to successfully enter this world using his mental power and consciousness? But after he drew the door, he actually created an entrance.

However, even if someone comes in, few can stay here for a long time.

Unless this person is born with spiritual awareness, which is strong enough.

In other words, this person is a gifted person who is very suitable for cultivation.

It is a very rare talent.

Yun Mo had been here for so many years, but he had never met anyone who could slowly approach the painting until he arrived in front of the cabin.
This requires a lot of mental strength and willpower.

Yun Mo was very pleased to see a mortal being able to come in that day.

Yun Mo also knew that that person would come back again.

Because curiosity killed the cat.

This sentence is not just talk.

Human beings are curious about everything. Once there is a first time, there will be a second time.

Standing outside the cabin, Yun Mo took off directly on the spot, and floated in the sky. He overlooked the magnificent green mountains and clear waters, the world of mountains and rivers!
And this scene happened to be seen by the old man who was an uninvited guest who entered the painting again.

This person is no one else.

It’s Mr. Bai Jingwei.

When he entered here again, he felt the ethereal atmosphere here and took a deep breath.

Then, he actually saw a person floating in the sky?

The immortal has flowing white hair and his long robe is covered with flying catkins.

In the sky, the white hair swayed in the wind.

Indescribable divine charm.

Yun Mo didn't expect someone to come in at this time, he turned around and looked over.

It just happened that his eyes met with Mr. Bai's.

Mr. Bai's eyes were filled with astonishment and excitement. He immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Old Immortal!"

Yun Mo put his hands behind his back and floated in the sky. His white hair and long robe danced in the wind. He said, "Get up!"

Although Yun Mo just said it simply.

But in Mr. Bai's ears, such sounds seemed to echo throughout the entire valley.

Again, this kind of voice can only be heard in TV dramas, where the dubbing actors deliberately pretend to be deep and with the addition of special effects, to create such a divine voice.

But Mr. Bai didn't dare to get up. It was his first time seeing a god, and he couldn't calm down at all.

He continued to kneel on the ground, then looked up at Yun Mo.

But the next second, he suddenly found that Yun Mo had disappeared in the air?

Mr. Bai panicked and quickly stood up and started shouting. Feeling that his voice was not loud enough, he put his hands in front of his mouth and used them as a sound controller.

After Mr. Bai shouted a few times.

Slowly, he approached the cabin.

He found that outside the small wooden house in the distance, the person standing seemed to be the old immortal from before.

"Old Immortal, please wait a minute!" Old Master Bai ran over anxiously.

But soon, as he ran, he woke up from the painting.

Because just now, Mr. Bai was observing the painting alone, and he successfully entered the world in the painting and saw the old immortal again.

Old Master Bai sat on the sofa, breathing heavily. He looked at the painting on the wall, then clasped his hands together and knelt down.

This is a tribute to the old immortal.

He also secretly hated himself. Why didn't he persist?
It popped out of the painting so quickly.

He sighed.

But deep down, I was extremely excited.

This time, he really saw it. It was a real god. He could fly and float in the sky.

If this kind of thing doesn't happen, then what else could it be except from the gods?

And it seems that this old immortal can also teleport.

In just a blink of an eye, the old immortal can go to far away places.

Thinking of this, Mr. Bai couldn't calm down for a long time.

Then he showed strong anticipation.

What if I could have such an old immortal as my teacher?
How lucky is that?
Thinking of this, Mr. Bai's eyes revealed a burning look, and he secretly decided that the second time, he must stay in the painting longer so that he could talk to the gods more or learn more.

The next morning.

When Yun Mo got up, he found Su Qingluan standing outside the bedroom.

I'm afraid he heard Yun Mo getting up.

Su Qingluan then knocked on the door and said, "Grandpa, Mr. Li is outside with a group of people, asking to see you. It's so early in the morning, and I was afraid you weren't awake yet, so I didn't dare to disturb you."

After hearing what Su Qingluan said, Yun Mo nodded and said, "Got it!"

After saying that.

Yun Mo wiped his face with a towel.

Then they came out.

Su Qingluan was still waiting, and when she saw Yun Mo coming out, she took the initiative to support him.

Then, he walked towards the front yard of the villa.

With the appearance of Yun Mo, the people brought by Li Afu became obviously a little agitated.

It’s thrilling, it’s exciting.

Except for Li Afu, all the disciples were meeting their master for the first time, so it was normal for them to be a little excited.

Fortunately, Li Afu turned around and glared at the group of people.

These people began to calm down slowly.

Slowly, Yun Mo approached.

Following Li Afu's kneeling, his disciples also knelt down.

Seeing this scene, many staff members of the villa were shocked.

After all, it's too grand.

If it were me, it would be a real pleasure to have so many disciples kneeling down to me.

Not to mention so many people, even if there are only four or five of them, you can still brag about it.

"Disciples pay homage to the Grandmaster!"

"Disciples pay their respects to Grand Master!"

The sound echoed throughout the front yard of the villa.

Each of them is a martial artist, so naturally they are full of energy.

Yun Mo, leaning on his cane, glanced at these people.

Old Master Qin also came over and said, "Master, they came here early in the morning. They were afraid of disturbing your rest, so they have been waiting here for a long time."

Mr. Qin will definitely speak well of these people.

After all, the reason why senior brother Nangong Wen taught some disciples was because Nangong Wen was unable to handle everything by himself, so he had to cultivate talents.

This violates Yun Mo's sect rules.

Yun Mo noticed the passion and excitement in the eyes of these disciples. He looked at Li Afu and said calmly, "I called you here because I plan to take you to a retreat, and I will teach you personally!"

Li Afu and the others knelt on the ground, bowed their heads, and showed excitement in their eyes. The disciples were even more excited, even more excited than when they first saw Yun Mo.

"Is there anyone who doesn't want to go?" Yun Mo asked.

"no!"

"No!"

"We all agree, Grandmaster!"

Everyone expressed negative opinions. If they didn't want to, why did they come here?

"Okay then, everyone get up and wait for Nangong Wen to come back from the capital, then we can set off." Yun Mo said, turned around and left, going to the hall of the villa.

Although not much was said before and after.

But it was enough to make these disciples very happy.

After Yun Mo entered, they all stood up one by one, and Li Afu greeted Qin Dingguo and Peng Dechao, "Hello, two uncle masters!"

The title of uncle-master is hard-earned.

The other disciples also knelt on one knee and bowed to the two men, "Hello, Uncle Master!"

Qin Dingguo and Peng Dechao looked at these people with a smile, and it was obvious that they were very happy. Qin Dingguo said, "Alright, alright, everyone, get up. From now on, you are all members of the same sect, so don't be polite. Remember, our sect must not break the rules, otherwise don't blame me for cleaning up the sect!"

The disciples nodded fiercely and said, "Disciples don't dare!"

Peng Dechao waved his hand and said, "Come, come, come here, register with me, and enter your names into the sect's manual. From now on, everyone will have a sect token."

Seeing this, the disciples also grinned.

And at the same time.

Yun Feifei’s live broadcast room is also very lively.

Because, she and the netizens in the live broadcast room finally visited the palace they had always dreamed of.

However, Yun Feifei was present at the scene, while netizens were just watching in the live broadcast room.

"Everyone, let me tell you, this is the palace. This is where my ancestor lived. I know you may not believe it, but I have witnesses!" Yun Feifei looked at Nangong Wen beside her and continued, "My grandfather Nangong can prove that he was the one who lived here with my ancestor at that time."

Nangong Wen smiled and said, "Yes, your great-grandfather lived here back then. I didn't expect that several decades or even a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye."

He was also filled with emotion.

Netizens are still in shock as Nangong Wen was able to get a car with a flag to pick them up yesterday.

Netizens have no doubt about Nangong Wen’s identity as a big shot.

One by one they began to kneel down and lick fiercely.

“Mr. Nangong is awesome!”

"I can finally post comments. How many "f*ck" and "awesome" did this livestreamer owe me yesterday?"

"Can I say hello to the super moderator's family? I couldn't post comments yesterday, which really blew my fun."

"I really can't express that kind of excitement. The only way to convey it is through commenting on the forum, but that was also stifled."

“Come on, come on, beat Mr. Nangong on the bull’s eye!”

“Hahaha, shouldn’t we type “Grandpa Nangong is awesome” on the public screen?”

"Wrong, the public screen should be typed into Nangong Laogong Niu x."

Super Moderator: Ahem, everyone, please be careful with your words and words. Be civilized. This live broadcast can be broadcast today, and you can also post comments. You should also thank Mr. Nangong for not bothering you. Really, otherwise, I am afraid of being invited to have tea. You should be more careful with your words. If you are not careful, our boss will not be able to bear it. I beg you. You can really greet me, but don't say foul language in the live broadcast room.

"Hahaha!"

"I understand!"

"Give the super administrator a chicken drumstick today!"

"Tiger Fang is thoughtful."

"We will watch the live broadcast in a civilized manner. No one wants to step on a sewing machine, right?"

"No more words, let's give a tip to Yun Feifei, such a conscientious anchor, and thank her for this trip to Beijing."

"Who still doubts our Yun Feifei's background? Looking at the entire live broadcast industry, who else is so awesome? Who dares to challenge her?"

Zhao Xiaoguang: On the line? I’m afraid his head will be blown off.

Principal Wang: What kind of luxury car have you seen that would dare to hit a car with a flag on it?

"Hahaha, this analogy is perfect. No one dares to mess with that car."

"I still remember the car that drove over to the airport yesterday and blocked the way. The drivers of luxury cars and ordinary drivers didn't dare to honk their horns."

"Hahaha, I remember it now, it is indeed like this!"

@京城韩龙祥: Boss, aren’t you accompanying the host today?
Han Longxiang: I dare not appear in front of Mr. Nangong, for fear of my life being in danger.

"Hahaha, Mr. Big Brother, I remember you scolded Mr. Nangong yesterday? You said he was sloppy? Disgusting or something like that?"

Han Longxiang: Don’t talk nonsense, I didn’t, I don’t know.

Wow, you’re denying three things directly, right?

"Hahaha!"

"This guy!"

"Dare you to say it or admit it?"

In the live broadcast room, Grandpa Nangong looked at the spacious house and said with emotion, "It's still exactly the same as it was before. Nothing has changed. Back then, when your great-grandfather lived here, the housing prices around here were rising rapidly. People were scrambling to buy a house here."

Yun Feifei became curious, "Why is this happening?"

"Yeah, why!"

"curious!"

Old Man Nangong stroked his beard and said, "It's safe. Why else?"

"Back then, your ancestor's words were more effective than those of the emperor with pigtails. There is war going on outside, but few people dare to make noise here. After all, disturbing his rest is a very serious matter."

"Hahaha!"

"Mr. Yun: I get grumpy when I wake up, so be careful."

"If these words hadn't come from Mr. Nangong, I wouldn't have believed them. They are such boasters."

"Yeah, I guess a lot of people with cerebral palsy will mindlessly complain about the old man bragging again."

"The above, I remember you were the poster of that forum, right? You even analyzed it from all angles. What did the old man say before? Were they all just bragging? Are you betraying me now?"

"Brother, why don't you go check it out for yourself? What other posts are there? What other posts are there?"

"Hey man, you deleted it directly?"

"I have no choice but to delete it. How can they easily call a car like that to receive us? Do you think I dare to question Mr. Yun Mo?"

Nangong Wen continued to say to Yun Feifei, "Fei Fei, do you know why the emperor wants him to live here?"

Yun Feifei shook her head.

She really wasn't that clear about what happened in the past.

"Because the emperor is afraid too!" Old Master Nangong recalled the past and said, "Back then, there was war, burning, killing and looting everywhere, but the capital was the only place that was peaceful. That's because your ancestor was here!"

"Fuck! Even if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I could feel how heroic the old man was!"

“Although Mr. Yun is not in the picture, his majestic figure has already appeared before my eyes.”

"This is a person who is comparable to Wang Chongyang and is always talked about by others."

"Missing the old man's second day!"

Fengzhongpiaoxu: Is there such a great person? Those people who came in back then didn't dare to act rashly in this area just because of one person? Is this old man hired by the anchor? He is too boastful, isn't he? The key is that a group of people still believe him? Are they okay?
"?????"

"??????"

Tip: Piaoxu in the Wind has been permanently banned by the administrator.

“Hahaha, as expected there are newbies coming in to complain!”

Super moderator: My mentality is about to collapse. Can you please understand the situation first, newcomers? Don't criticize as soon as you come in. These newbies put a lot of pressure on me.

"No way, there are too many idiots."

"You still dare to question Mr. Nangong?"

"I hope this guy doesn't see yesterday's grand occasion, otherwise it will cause psychological trauma to him!"

Han Longxiang: Super administrator, give me this person's information. I will kill him. He is shameless and just talks without trying to understand anything.
Brother Xiao Ma: Super moderator, please turn off the barrage. My eyelids are twitching and my heart can’t take it just looking at it.

Super administrator: ?????
Xiao Ma Ge: Didn’t you hear that? Turn off the barrage.

Super Admin: No need, I can control the situation.

Xiao Ma: What are you controlling? Hurry up and shut it down. Do you want me to call your boss? I haven't bothered to call him these days. I'm afraid he'll have a heart attack if I call him.

Tip: Xiao Ma Ge was banned from speaking for three days by the administrator of the live broadcast room.

Obviously, the administrator doesn’t recognize the ID of Xiao Ma Ge.

After all, the live broadcast room is filled with various richest people’s IDs, right?
I can’t take out a penny, but that doesn’t stop me from being called Brother Ma. I am Papa Wang, and I am the richest man in the universe.

Making mobile phones and cars Lei: Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter.

Ma who dreams of becoming a teacher: I laughed too.

Doujiayinzhang: outrageous.

Principal Wang: Superintendent, are you serious?
Super administrator: ????

Principal Wang: Super Administrator, listen to me, you’d better run away as soon as possible. Don’t you know that this live broadcast room is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers?

(End of this chapter)