I live broadcast across all realms in the world of immortality

what's the situation?

Not right.

Something is wrong.

The barrage was scrolling crazily, and when it came to the barrage area, only afterimages were left.

[Ah ah ah, the special effects are so realistic. Please teach me how to edit TV. As long as they learn even a little bit of your skills, I won’t be so embarrassed watching TV]

[Awesome, big production, what kind of TV series? Straight to TV? Which drama is it? I’ll go watch it too】

[The protagonist is so beautiful]

【What will happen if I go? Where did these people come from? 】

[This situation is very similar to the moment when I first entered the live broadcast room]

[How come this anchor is so popular? More than 6 billion online, , I wouldn’t even dare to cheat like this, awesome]

[It’s impossible that I haven’t heard of such a popular anchor. What’s going on? 】

[Ah ah ah, Feng Changyun! ! I've been looking for you for a long time! ! ! 】

[This young lady looks familiar]

[Where did you come from? Don’t you even know the boss? Has your village just gained access to the internet? Then the population base of your village is quite large]

[Although the number of people has been increasing before, it has been rising slowly. Why do so many people suddenly appear? 】

[Boss, what’s going on?]

[What? What are you talking about? Why can't I understand? 】

[I can’t see clearly the barrage here, please slow down]

Feng Changyun was also confused and had no idea what was going on.

While sitting there being struck by lightning, she clicked on the settings of the live broadcast room and blocked a series of words like 'Ahhhh', 'Help, help', 'I'm going to die', 'Big boss is awesome', 'Beautiful' and so on. The meaningful speech also blocked all kinds of random foreign languages ​​​​that were incomprehensible, and the speed of the barrage really slowed down.

[Here I go, I thought you were a newly minted actor. Are you so popular? 】

[Ah, ah, Feng Changyun, I miss you so much! I'm Tang Ying. Do you still remember me? I’ve been asking people inside and outside my circle for a long time but there’s no one like you. Where are you?]

Feng Changyun felt that there was so much fun in the live broadcast room, and she didn't dare to say a word now.

When she opened various game copies before, she was afraid that her actions would affect the people in their world. She was protecting them and creating illusions, but why was her live broadcast room directly connected to their world?

Then why does she bother to do that?

No, can you block them?

She started searching for the settings again, but unfortunately after searching for a long time, there was no place that said she could block people from that world. To block people, she had to manually block them one by one. There were hundreds of millions of people, and she would have to block them until the year of the monkey.

The people from Ji Liuyun's world were accidentally dragged into the water, which was purely unintentional, but now dragging another world into the water is not what she wants to see.

But in order to solve the problem of immortal cultivators in Ji Liuyun's world, she said she would recruit disciples from that world, which meant that these disciples must start from scratch.

Is there no way to avoid them?

Or even if they can see it, they can't learn it.

Feng Changyun tried to communicate with Little Black Ball: "Can you kick these people out?"

【? ? ? 】

[Good guy, I call you good guy, what's going on with you, the anchor? 】

[Hahahaha, yes, yes, kick them out quickly, don’t pity them]

[Kick it, kick it, my eyes can’t keep up with the barrage]

[The anchor is so rude. We didn’t say anything uncivilized. What are you doing? 】

The little black ball swayed and traced one word in the air: No

Feng Changyun:......

"Then can you block them all?"

【Are you done yet? 】

[Dalang, you are so cruel! 】

[Hahahaha blacklist! Block them all! ! quick! The little black ball is obedient]

[Why don’t you show it to us? We are all gentle, never curse, and even give you gifts]

[Really, there is no shortage of gifts for bosses, and the gifts for bosses have already piled up.]

[No, where did you come from? Can anyone explain it? 】

Feng Changyun stared at the little black ball writing 'no' in the air again, feeling melancholy.

A bolt of lightning struck her, and Feng Changyun gasped in pain. She looked up at the sky, where the thunderclouds were twisted into a ball, as if they were dissatisfied with her distraction.

Who dares not to give Lei Jie face?

Isn't it shameless?

Heaven's own daughter cannot do this.

Feng Changyun turned off the barrage panel and decided to survive the tribulation. She felt that Lei Yun was angry, which was strange.

After enduring it for more than half a month, the thunderstorm finally passed.

Her cultivation level did not stop after breaking through from the peak of incarnation to the early stage of Mahayana, and she broke through to the middle stage of Mahayana in one fell swoop.

The power of merit that saved a world is indeed very fragrant, especially when only part of this merit power is transformed into spiritual power, and part of the merit is still there.

Feng Changyun flew back to the sect and saw the head master, a group of elders and her master Beiming Xianzun waiting outside the sect. There were many disciples standing behind them, all with excited expressions, as if they were welcoming some big shot. generally.

Beiming Immortal Lord's face was a little pale, and he looked at her with relief.

The leader was so happy that he opened his mouth from ear to ear and walked quickly to her: "Chang Yun! You are so promising! How long has it been since you broke through again! Hahaha, the youngest Mahayana monk in history! Hahahaha!"

He couldn't stop laughing, and his face was full of joy.

This is the person he has grown up with and personally selected as the next leader. His vision is really vicious! The leader praised himself as a flower in his heart, but it was a pity that Beiming had picked her up, otherwise he would have snatched her to be his apprentice, which was a pity.

The other elders also congratulated Feng Changyun and chatted with them for a while. Feng Changyun and Beiming Xianzun went to Lingquan Peak first.

After closing the door to block the outside view, Feng Changyun and Beiming Xianzun sat down face to face.

Immortal Lord Beiming chuckled: "What's wrong? You haven't come to talk to me for a long time."

Feng Changyun pursed her lips and asked worriedly: "Master's cultivation...why are you still retreating?"

He has been practicing for many years, and now his cultivation has almost reached the level of becoming a god. This is really not in line with common sense.

That can only mean that the master's inner knot has not been resolved. Otherwise, if he sees through his inner demons, his cultivation will continue to rise, and he will not be able to keep regressing.

Logically speaking, after returning from the last trip to the Demon Abyss, Master should put aside the matters of his previous life.

But his cultivation level dropped faster than before. Not only did he not see through it, but he fell deeper into it.

He must be hiding something from her.

Immortal Beiming was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips slightly, and gently rubbed the rim of the cup with his hand.

Feng Changyun stepped forward and said, "Master, my current cultivation level is enough to solve some problems for you. What secrets do you have in your heart? Can you tell me directly?"

Bei Ming lowered his eyes and spoke in a very soft voice: "If you are so stubborn, how can you achieve greatness in the future?"

"Even if you can't become a great road, I can't just watch you sink deeper and deeper."

Seeing that Immortal Beiming was silent, Feng Changyun said again: "Master, you have always said that I was raised by you and my temperament is very similar to yours. Since you know that, you should also know that I am the same as you. If If something happens to you, I will also have inner demons."

Immortal Beiming suddenly raised his head and tightened his grip on the cup. The porcelain white cup turned into crumbs in his hands.

"Chang Yun, are you threatening my master?"