Chapter 430 Ming Xiao

X station, the video of the Dharma transmission has been pinned on the homepage for half a year.

"Brother, please update!"

"It's been several months, why haven't you updated yet?"

"Brother, please, update one more, I feel like there are ants crawling on my body, I really can't stand it!"

"Is the martial arts real? Why haven't I had any reaction after practicing for several months?"

"This shows that you have poor qualifications and low bones, so you can't practice to any great effect. I am almost practicing internal force."

"Internal force, you are just bragging, normal people don't want to practice internal force without seven or eight years of hard work?"

"Oh my god, you really practice, aren't you afraid of killing yourself, the things on the Internet are true and false, just take a look, you still take it seriously?"

"I said at the beginning, martial arts training is the first to practice qi and blood, you probably have a weak body, so you don't feel anything, I suggest you go x-on:Qian Jin's happy life, buy some tonics from the genius doctor, and you can practice internal strength after eating them. "

"Come on, that guy is obsessed with money, and he always wants 10 million. Who can afford his medicine?"

"Brother, you are not going to run away, why don't you update it? Don't be like those dead eunuchs at X point who only care about digging and not burying!"

"Understand, it takes some time to get materials, not to mention that Longhai can't even see the ghost fire boy now, how can you update without materials?"

"..."

In the video, countless bullet comments flew by, and even though several months have passed, the popularity has not decreased at all.

Some people cried and urged for more, some discussed and exchanged, and some made jokes. All kinds of life are included.

Just at this moment...

"Fuck!"

"Something big is happening!"

"You guys go and see it!"

"What are you looking at?"

A burst of bullet comments flew by, and everyone was confused.

At this moment, the screen moved and such a prompt popped up.

"War God Temple·Martial Madman recommends this video to you!"

"???"

Looking at the prompt on the screen, everyone was startled, and then they reacted and quickly clicked to view it.

With a light click, the screen jumped, but it came to an unfamiliar live broadcast room.

In the live broadcast room, such a picture was presented, a temple, surrounded by smoke and clouds, with an ancient style.

In the temple, in the hall, the altar of the ancestor stood high, enshrining a statue of the god, with disheveled hair, three eyes on the forehead, sitting with a wrathful momentum, holding a Ruyi in one hand and a golden whip in the other, riding a black ink unicorn, it was the mighty statue of the Taoist Thunder Ancestor!

The Thunder Ancestor was in the center, and the gods of the Thunder Department stood on the left and right, including the Six-wave Heavenly Lord, the Thunder Envoy of the Jade Palace, the Five Thunder Gods of Blue, Red, White, Black and Yellow, the Rain and Dew God, the Wind and Fire God, the Thunder God, the Lightning God, the generals, the Thunder Gods, the judges, the divine officials, the messengers, the boys, and so on.

Big and small, full, some arranged statues, some offered tablets, covering the entire temple hall, with wisps of smoke and incense, it was really: the Thunder Department was in the world, and the Taoism showed its divine power!

In front of the altar, under the statues, two more people were seen sitting, with their backs to the living beings, speechless.

One of them was muscular, like the Nine Abyss Demon God, with his upper body naked, showing the body of a dragon and an elephant, sitting cross-legged on the ground, like a mountain towering in the hall, with awe-inspiring power that made people breathless.

The other person, with a thin body, was wearing a Taoist robe with the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams, a Taiqing crown with two yin and yang, holding a whisk, sitting on a cushion, with an ethereal and ethereal appearance, and he looked like a fairy. Even without seeing his face, he already looked like a fairy.

Exactly...

"What the hell?"

"What's going on?"

"Who is this..."

"Brother, are you really a monk?"

"No, if you become a monk, who will I go to?"

"Which Taoist temple is this? Send me the address. I will make you return to secular life no matter what!"

"Why are you so disillusioned with the world? Fighting and killing are the romance of men!"

"You led us into a trap, and then you became a Taoist priest. Isn't this too irresponsible?"

"I really don't understand what he is thinking."

"How come this Taoist temple and this statue look so real?"

"This Taoist priest... has great style!"

Seeing the temple hall, the altar statue, and the person sitting in the hall, the live broadcast room exploded instantly.

To this, the two people in the hall did not respond at all. There was only incense burning in silence.

Seeing this, everyone stopped shouting and looked around.

The altar stood tall and the statue was dignified.

Smoke wisps and incense fills the air.

What a holy place, what a remote place.

"This is..."

"Which Taoist temple?"

"Why have I never seen it before?"

"Mingxiao Temple...Shi Jian?"

"What Mingxiao Temple?"

"Look at the host's name!"

The bullet screen flew by, and everyone woke up. When they looked at the host's name, it was...

Mingxiao Temple·Shi Jian!

"This..."

"What's going on?"

"We haven't figured out the War God Temple yet, and Mingxiao Temple pops up again?"

"Pretentious, deliberately mysterious!"

"Will you die if you don't become a riddler?"

"War God Temple, Mingxiao Temple, are these two forces, or two branches of the same family?"

"You two are talking, I'm so anxious!"

"Master, are you accepting disciples?"

After observing for a long time and making associations, he still didn't understand.

At this moment...

"Monster!"

With a sigh, the Taoist stood up and walked out.

Only the "Martial Madman" was left, sitting alone in the hall, without any reaction.

The camera moved and printed out the Taoist's face. He was wearing a high crown and tied his hair, with sword-like eyebrows, sharp eyes, thunder in his eyes, white temples, and a long beard. He looked majestic without being angry, and his face was awe-inspiring.

Just one glance made everyone silent, and the live broadcast room was silent for a moment.

He ignored it and stepped out of the temple. With a whisk, thunder appeared and turned into a cumulus cloud, which flew into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

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"???"

"????"

"????"

"????"

In the live broadcast room, there was silence, and then the screen was full of question marks.

"Fuck!"

"What's going on?"

"Isn't it too exaggerated?"

"Wife, come out to see the gods!"

"Well, you practiced martial arts some time ago, and now you practice immortality."

"I don't believe it, this must be a special effect!"

"Is it because I can't keep up with the times, or is it because the times are developing too fast?"

"Master, no, great immortal, are you still accepting disciples? It's okay to work as a handyman in the Taoist temple!"

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway.

Seeing the Taoist riding the cloud away, the former screamed continuously, while the latter remained silent.

"Flying on clouds?"

"This..."

"Great perfection of Qi training?"

"Or a foundation-building cultivator?"

"Is this a spell or a magic weapon?"

"In the mortal world, Yuan Ling is rare. How much magic power does he have to fly on clouds like this?"

"Even the disciples of those families would not dare to be so high-profile, right?"

"War God Temple, Mingxiao Temple..."

"What... do they want to do?"

Watching the thunderclouds go away, everyone was in doubt and guessed what they meant.

At this moment, the screen in the live broadcast room flipped again.