Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 166 The Mahayana Venerable is not as good as the Supreme
At this time, Master Xuanxiao and Xuanyu also arrived.

Like other monks, they were shocked by the magnificent architecture and bold style before them.

The moment of getting off the flying boat.

The two people's ears were instantly filled with keywords they couldn't understand, such as "check in", "solo", "log in", "order takeout", "live broadcast", "photo editing", etc.

"This"

Master Xuanxiao was stunned. For the first time since the creation of the world, he felt "at a loss".

Is this still happening in China?

Only two thousand years?

In just two thousand years, why has the Spiritual Continent developed into something that I can't understand?
In just a short period of seclusion, I felt as if I was left behind in the "old era".

"It's so lively."

Unlike Master Xuanxiao, Xuanyu looked at the scene in front of him with amazement and admiration.

Having entered the Daoyan Holy Land since childhood, he subconsciously believed that the world outside the holy land was naturally lively and colorful.

At this moment, he couldn't help but reflect on himself.

What is the purpose of practicing in the holy land every day?
Is it to see the first drop of dew condensed on the magic grass in the morning?
Or is it to see Daoyan Mountain at three in the morning?
What's so good about these things?

Is that kind of life interesting? What is the meaning of cultivation?
Become an immortal?

Even the Daoyan Saint Lords of all generations were not necessarily able to become immortals, so why could he?
While the two were shocked by the scene before them, the Ascension to Heaven Shuttle they were riding also attracted the attention of countless cultivators.

"Wow, what a cool flying boat!"

"Nonsense, how could it not be cool? This is the Ascension to Heaven Shuttle, which costs tens of millions of spirit stones. And you can't buy it without some connections. It's the standard flying boat for some top sects."

"Wow, no wonder he's so handsome."

"This is the second time I've seen the Celestial Shuttle in real life. The last time was when Young Master Long Xiang went to the mobile phone launch conference."

Hearing the envious voices outside, Master Xuanxiao's expression became better.

Who cares how times change?

He is still the highest level of cultivation in the Spiritual Continent - a Mahayana master!
Who dares to look down upon me wherever I go?
Who can despise it!

"Xuanyu, let's go down and show you what I am capable of!"

At this time, Master Xuanxiao could already imagine the scene of the flying boat being surrounded by countless people.

How should I face it then?

Is it humble and polite?

Or is he indifferent and cold?
"Uh"

Master Xuanxiao:
wrong
At least thirteen out of ten are wrong.

What about people?

What about the imagined scene of crowds of people rushing over?
Why don’t these monks take me seriously?
Some cultivators were indeed looking in his direction, but not at Master Xuanxiao. Instead, they were taking pictures of the Ascension to Heaven Shuttle with their mobile phones!

Ever since he came out of retreat, or to be more precise, since he came out of Daoyan Holy Land, he has never enjoyed the respect that a Mahayana master should receive!

It’s bad enough that those young monks in the damn holy land look down on him, but why don’t these wandering cultivators outside take him seriously?

As luck would have it, Xuanyu, who had no foresight, had to stab him again.

"Great Elder, where are your cards?"

resignedly.

Master Xuanxiao had no choice but to pretend that he accidentally leaked a trace of Mahayana aura.

The domineering pressure instantly swept the entire audience!
"Fuck!"

"I can't move my body!"

"Space Confinement!"

"This aura is that of a Mahayana master!"

"interesting."

The teeth of a middle-aged monk were clattering under the pressure of spiritual energy, but he still maintained his stubborn attitude.

"Is this the power of Mahayana? Hajizun, how interesting!"

"Even breathing has become extremely difficult. Haha, as expected, everyone below the Mahayana stage is just an ant."

All the cultivators in the square looked towards Master Xuanxiao's position in shock.

Although Mahayana is as common as cabbage and radish on Douyin, when you really face this power, the trembling from the soul is indescribable.

Moving mountains, filling the sea, and making clouds and rain fall are easy for them.

Seeing this reaction, Master Xuanxiao nodded in satisfaction.

This is just right!
Master Xuanxiao's indifferent expression revealed a hint of enjoyment and pride, especially when these cultivators looked at him with eyes of reverence and fear.

He practiced hard for thousands of years.

Isn't it just for the sake of face?

But before he could enjoy it for long, a casual cultivator suddenly cried out in surprise.

"Fuck! Supreme? It seems to be the Supreme!!!"

"Your name is Gou Ba? What Supreme?"

"The ultimate model! The ultimate custom model!"

"What the hell? Where? Where is it?!"

Following the gaze of this casual cultivator, everyone quickly caught sight of Xuanyu's location.

"Oh my god! It's really fucking true!"

"Awesome! This is the first time I've seen a physical Supreme model offline! It's so cool!"

"I feel like my high-end model pales in comparison to the supreme model!"

"Don't even mention your high-end one, my luxury one is garbage by comparison!"

“I can’t imagine how great it would feel if I held it in my hand.”

"Is this the Yaochi limited edition?"

"There have been rumors for a long time that in addition to the two Holy Lords each having a Supreme model, Yaochi Holy Land also has another one reserved for gifting. It seems that the rumors are true."

"Who is this young man, and why did he receive the favor of the Yaochi Saint Lord?"

"This boy must be someone very important!"

at last.

A powerful person in the Tribulation Crossing Stage couldn't stand it anymore and came straight to Xuanyu. "Little brother, can I touch your phone?"

"Ah?" Xuanyu was stunned.

"Don't worry, my friend. Since you have the protection of the Yaochi Saint Lord, I naturally dare not rob you. I just want to touch you."

In an instant, more people gathered around.

"Let me touch it too! Brother, please!"

"I don't even ask for a touch, just a close look is enough."

"Brother, can I take a picture with you?"

"Brother, would you like to add me as a Douyin friend?"

"Can I take a few photos and post them on TikTok? I think they'd go viral."

"Little brother, I am the head of the Leiyun Sect. I still have a daughter who is unmarried. She is over three thousand years old, which is the perfect age to be affectionate."

I wipe?

Master Xuanxiao was pushed aside by the fanatical crowd and stood like a minion.

How the hell is this right?

"Aren't all the functions of a mobile phone the same? Why is it so necessary? I'm a dignified Mahayana Venerable, the Grand Elder of the Holy Land! Can you, you idiot, show me some respect?"

"sorry!"

A fairy in the fusion stage with a "Law" medal on her shoulder walked over quickly and glanced at Master Xuanxiao.

"It was you who emitted the Mahayana pressure just now, right?"

Upon seeing this, Master Xuanxiao coughed dryly, thinking that there are still some female cultivators who know what is good, so he spoke calmly.

"It's me! That's right, do you want to take a picture with me?"

"That's right. Are you aware of the disturbance your actions just now caused? Please pay the fine of three thousand spirit stones."

Master Xuanxiao: ???
"Wang Defa?"

"Is there any mistake?"

"fine?"

Just when Master Xuanxiao was about to show off his prowess, he suddenly realized that there were no less than five Mahayana auras locking onto him in secret.

"No, no, that's all. Is that so? Give it to me, isn't that enough?"

When Master Xuanxiao was paying the fine, he was seen by Master Tiaotan who was holding a cup of milk tea. The latter was immediately amused.

"Hey? Isn't this Master Xuanxiao? I haven't seen him for a thousand years. How come he's so exhausted?"

After seeing who was coming, Master Xuanxiao sneered.

"I was wondering who has such a foul mouth. Turns out it's a troll. You're still blaming me. Do you have any dignity?"

Tiaodan Zhenren waved his hand indifferently, seeming to be open-minded.

"Times have changed. What's so great about you, the Mahayana Venerable? There are a lot of them on Douyin. I'm embarrassed, but my Demon Venerable is the top streamer on Douyin."

Ok?
Master Xuanxiao didn't believe it and immediately took out his cell phone to search.

Koubi Demon Lord
Keywords pop up later.

[It’s your Demon Lord! ]

"hiss?"

Damn, is Koubi so awesome now?

"Did Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao just come out of seclusion?"

"So what?" Master Xuanxiao glanced at Tiaodan.

"Hey, don't look at me like that. Yes, I accidentally kicked you in the crotch, but it's been thousands of years, and you still can't let it go? If you're not happy with me, let's have a PK online tonight and see who's the best!"

"PK?"

"Forget it, you're a cultivator who just came out of seclusion and probably don't know anything. Come on, come on, I'll buy you something good to drink."

"what?"

"milk tea."

soon.

Master Xuanxiao, Master Tiaodan, and several familiar masters who came later, each holding a cup of milk tea, sat on the bench outside the Happy Land, waiting for the door to open.

"Hey, so the Spiritual Continent has developed to this point? No wonder my face is not as important as a cell phone."

"What nonsense! There are only 100 Supreme Editions, and they won't be selling more later. How can a Mahayana like you compete with them?"

"That's true." Master Xuanxiao turned his gaze to Master Shiqin of the Daqian Holy Land.

"Fellow Daoist Shiqin, this storage bag of yours costs seven figures of spirit stones?"

Shiqin, who was putting on makeup, immediately put down the makeup mirror and adjusted her collar.

"Yeah, that's right. How about it? Doesn't it go well with my eight-figure couture dress?"

Obediently
Master Xuanxiao was secretly amazed.

How many fairies does this need to be enough for me to find for one-on-one play?
"I think that spirit stones should be spent on meaningful things. This storage bag can't be eaten or worn."

Before he could finish his words, he was met with an angry outburst from Master Shiqin.

"Shut up! What do you know, a lowly person like you? You're a country bumpkin, and you think you're qualified to teach me a lesson? You're such a loser! Pah!"

Well.
Looking at Shiqin's back as she walked away in high heels, Master Xuanxiao had an innocent look on his face.

"I didn't tell her not to buy it. It was just... friendly advice at best, right? Why is she so angry? Eh? Are Fellow Daoist Shiqin and those female Mahayana cultivators pointing fingers at me?"

Venerable Wuxiang patted Master Xuanxiao on the shoulder and lit a cigarette for himself.

"Yes, I'm referring to you, my friend. If nothing unexpected happens, you're going to be screwed. From now on, don't expect the female cultivators in the circle to treat you well."

"what?"

Master Xuanxiao is even more innocent. He still doesn't know where he went wrong.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you smoking?"

"A cigarette, would you like one?"

After taking a deep breath, Master Xuanxiao squinted his eyes and said.

"Ah, times have really changed."

(End of this chapter)