our mountain

Being a host, the most important thing is to interact with the audience.

I look at myself, the appearance is mediocre, the topic selection is mediocre, the words are so stupid, it is impossible to maintain the high popularity of the live broadcast room.After much deliberation, the tricks in my mind broke out, and I found my strengths, and gained popularity.

My live broadcast room was originally set up by the enthusiasm of cultivators with righteousness. Now I have several thighs circling in my mind. I choose Tang Yi to hug first. She will not mind if she is close to the water.

"I'm going to go to the giant dragon roast today. I believe many of my friends are familiar with it. It was the first time I ate that when Tang Yi and I came together last time. A whole white-tailed dragon. The taste is quite unforgettable."

I talked nonsense all the way, sometimes talking about what Tang Yi said last time, and sometimes saying that Tang Yi should come to my live broadcast room as a guest next time.

Anyway, Tang Yi is not here, so I am very relaxed.

This time the route was correct, I went directly to the gate of the dragon burnt.

The last time I met the old lunatic near here, I poked my head and looked beyond the barriers, but I didn't see the turquoise figure.The last time he came, he was half-crazed and half-awake, shouting that he was telling the truth. This time I brought my reflections directly, hoping that he could speak well.

I went to Julong Shao to find the old lunatic, and then the dragon boss, but the dragon boss was not there.

I don't know if it's because of the real-time live broadcast, or because the last time it was really beautiful, the smiles of the waiters and passers-by were more sincere and moving than last time.There was no robbery between gangsters, and they went back home after eating and drinking, and this trip was considered in vain.

After I found that live broadcasting can be used as a life-saving talisman to a certain extent, my uneasy heart calmed down.On the way back, I had more energy to watch my live broadcast room, and suddenly saw a barrage saying: "Someone has been following you."

Ok?

Although it was just a few that passed quickly, I still paid attention.Before arriving at Zhaishuo Station in Qinglong City, I silently walked behind Jingyan and glanced back.There was a touch of turquoise in a dark alley, and the old lunatic poked his head out, as if he had been burned by my sight, he shook his hands and jumped back.

I realized it, and when I turned around and got into the car, I squeezed out a sweet smile to Jingyan: "This is the first live broadcast today. There are many shortcomings. Please help point out. The next live broadcast... oh Oh, I saw it, the live broadcast of the cultivation daily? Okay, everyone, click to follow and go, don’t miss the news of the next broadcast, see you next time!"

Fortunately, the broadcast is over, I tremblingly took out my book

The note pounced on the old madman.

Maybe I was too enthusiastic, and the old man was frightened and ran back.He looks quite old, and if he thinks about it, he might be two hundred years old. If he doesn't write a book and turns to something serious, he must have a bright future. Maybe he is already a real person now.

Last time I ran away with all my hands and feet like I was chased by a dog. This time I became a mad dog chasing the old man. The old mad man was so strong that I couldn't catch up, so I had to run and shout: I am not a bad person!I read your book!I love so much!

If the person running ahead wasn't an old lunatic, our chasing process would be like a perverted book fan chasing the author for an autograph.

When the old lunatic heard my words, he made a wrong step, turned his head and threw himself at me, flicking his beard and spitting.

I suddenly trembled all over, and the cowardice came out again. I turned my head and ran away on a conditioned reflex, and was finally thrown to the ground by the corner of the Taoist robe, and the reading notes were scattered all over the floor.

I picked them up one by one, my heart was still beating fast, I don’t know if you were chasing me and I was chasing you just now, or for other reasons, I handed out the notes: "Old man, I read your book, you See if I understand, right?"

It's a bit like a student submitting a composition to the teacher for comment.

My writing is not good, the book review is clumsy, I have no spiritual roots, and my thoughts may be very simple. If the old lunatic says that I don’t know what to say, I have to rework and rewrite... I can easily accept it. For a contribution point, I had to write this extensive reading introduction.

But he just skimmed it solemnly, and reread it, pointing to a few of them, correcting a few insignificant mistakes.

I couldn't help being shocked, and hurriedly confessed: "Actually, I'm not a cultivator. I don't even have a spiritual root. I'm a simple reader. Don't fool me. There's something wrong..."

"Where is the use of spiritual roots in this book?" The old lunatic returned my notes, sobered up, suddenly smiled stupidly, wrinkled his face, as if he was about to cry after being wronged a lot, but he still twisted his expression back abruptly "The threshold for spiritual roots in reading is just that those sects are afraid that ordinary people will understand the truth after reading it, so they added symbols that interfere with reading. Everyone writes in square characters, which are the same symbols. What are the advantages and disadvantages?" No?"

what!

It's not that you can unlock the deep content with psychic power, but... the whole book is not intended for others to read at all... It's equivalent to a book with a password. I kept looking in through the keyhole, thinking that there was something special .

The leaf that stopped growing last time suddenly burst into golden light, I covered my head and didn't speak for a while.

The old lunatic twisted his facial features again, and he became crazy again: "The truth has been spoken! The truth has been spoken!"

I was holding the manuscript silently, seeing that he was about to leave, I hurriedly shouted: "Next time, where can I find you?"

I have a hunch that today's words will make a lot of difference in my life.I used to think that I was a mortal who couldn't read monographs on cultivation, even if it was just theory, but now that I think about it, that's not the case at all.

How many extensive reading articles could I write if I had a way to decipher the interference symbols of those books?How many contribution points do I earn?You must know that in the Cultivation Academy, contribution points are more valuable than money.

The old lunatic laughed and left. The madness was gushing out like soda, and I couldn't stop it for a while, so I had to say: "Is it true that you will stare at me when you get off the car? I will come to you next time." .”

There is a simple way to make me interested in a book, and that is to ban it. The list of banned books is so long that I want to read them all.If none of them interfere with the talisman array, then...wouldn't I have made a lot of money?Even if these extensive readings cannot be sent out, I will still earn money.

I have read a lot of books that are forbidden among mortals, and I found a way to get them secretly, and I found nothing wrong with them, or maybe I am stupid and can’t see the harm in them, or maybe I just read them alone and didn’t share them. Nothing happened all the time, so I didn't think there was any big problem with the banning of the books in the realm of self-cultivation. I just wanted to satisfy my curiosity.

I grew up in the realm of comprehension. Since I was a child, I have witnessed a pile of comprehension books that cannot be read, as if there is a mountain of gold in front of me, but I can’t even chisel out a piece. Know if I like it or not.

I rushed back to the college without stopping, Tang Yi had already returned from home, brought a cake and put it on the table, and waited for me with her face on one side and the other on the other side with her small glasses.

The little glasses were eager to see through, and when they saw me entering the door, they were gearing up for the cake.

Tang Yi said: "I saw you live broadcast, it's not bad."

"Hey, right, next time together?"

"Okay, eat it quickly." She pushed the whole cake in front of me. The cake was dotted with bright red cherry fruit and the familiar broken Fengyin fruit.

If you want Fengyin fruit, why not ask me directly, there is no middleman to make the difference.

Tang Yi dug a piece and stretched it out.

I lowered my head to hold Tang Yi's spoon in my mouth, took a sip, then waved my hand and went upstairs.I was worried about reading notes, worried that I would forget the old lunatic's revisions when it was too late, so I hurriedly opened the door and went back to my room, sorted out my words, and continued to improve my extensive reading article.

This article was passed very quickly. I don’t know if the students in the reading association are not knowledgeable, or they are more open-minded. Seeing the shocking world, the seven lists I made besides the introduction and feelings of the book did not hit me violently. head of.

First, the source of demon energy and spiritual energy is the same, and both can be directly extracted from spar mines. Second, demon energy and spiritual energy have the same nature, and their energy framework cores are exactly the same.

0.87. Demonic energy and spiritual energy can be converted to each other. The most common catalysts are the excrement of clamgrass and silkworm. 0.34. The same unit of crystal ore can extract [-] units of demonic energy or [-] units of spiritual energy. able.

Fifth, there is a historical record of psychic energy appearing 1000 years earlier than demon energy.

Sixth, human beings may be able to embrace demon energy—spar energy can be used more efficiently.

Seventh, the way the Yaozu use energy may be the root cause of their unique form.

The first five are clearly stated and written in detail in the book, while the last two are bold assumptions and open questions, so I still wrote them out.

It was the first time for Tang Yi to see me bowing down in front of knowledge. I was very virtuous. Before it was published in the campus newspaper, I wanted to check the list. She frowned and stared at me thoughtfully for a moment. Pulling my sleeve to prevent me from running away: "Kuan, I think...you might cause big trouble."

Tang Yi has been regarded as the hope of the new generation for a long time, and he has received too much political influence, which made his children tremble with fear.

"I don't know that this is a forbidden// book, do you know? You don't know either, right?" I coaxed Tang Yi to deceive himself, like encouraging a girl from a good family to slip on the verge of slipping.She was obviously unprepared, afraid that I would be taken away if the tabloid published it, so she brought this list to her father and planned to stop the tabloid in advance.

The track of history runs so wonderfully, if this list is only circulated in the tabloids in the school, my miserable name will never be recorded in the academic history.When Tang Yi was about to ask her father to find a way to withdraw the tabloid, a senior academic in Dean Tang Rongze's office happened to pick it up and read it.

The objective unity of demon energy and psionic energy just solved the major problem he was facing now.Later, he published a paper, and the debate that demon energy and psionic energy are the same kind of energy was staged again.

But this time there was no persecution movement.

I don't know the details. In the end, because of Tang Yi's protection, I didn't show my prominence in front of everyone.I hid my achievements and fame, and only took my contribution points to rush to the last day of the opening of the course selection system. Following the advice of Xiaoyan and Tang Yi, I chose some preparatory courses.

And the content operation officer of the live broadcast platform last time contacted me directly, saying that the last live broadcast was a milestone, and asked me when the next live broadcast would be and what the topic would be.

There are so many live streaming platforms, and I have also received invitations from other platforms, but after thinking about it, this one is easier, so I agreed to him, and I suddenly became busy.

I discussed with my two friends and decided on the final topic.

The final popularity of the last live broadcast was actually not bad, and there was no sensational effect, because the topic selection was too boring, but a lot of news emerged, saying that the personal live broadcast of practitioners is the outpost of reform?

The reform has already begun, right?

Personal live broadcast!Cultivators fall into the mortal world!

I'm not a cultivator, okay?

All kinds of unbelievable news headlines came out, and the operation officer told me that the calls for my second live broadcast or other famous cultivators' live broadcasts became louder and louder.

I originally planned to turn on the live broadcast last time to protect myself, but I didn't expect that someone would really look forward to the next live broadcast.

A huge poster was released on the live broadcast platform.

I smiled at the camera, and the background was the magnificent main entrance of the Cultivation Academy.

"March 3th, the first stop of cultivation, I will take you into the cultivation academy, we will see you there!"

"it is good."

The preview video was put on the live broadcast platform, and the number of reservations passed one million like a rocket.

Um?I'm not that popular, am I?

On the eve of the broadcast, I suddenly missed my brother and wanted him to watch my live broadcast, but I thought he blocked me last time and wondered if he let me out. An unknown communication came over suddenly.

An old man's hearty laughter came from the other end.

"Little friend, live broadcast tomorrow, I am optimistic about you!"

"Hey? You are...the director!?"

I am sitting upright, and my senior sister speaks highly of the chairman. Last time I pointed at someone’s back and said harsh words, this time I was a little embarrassed. Even if the chairman couldn’t see me, I still sat upright, for fear of breaking our Fengyin Mountain face.

"Haha, you heard it, come on!"

"Ah, why...you made a special trip to call...I just started a live broadcast...just, just..."

"This is not casual, little friend always makes history. You are the first unofficial solo live broadcast practitioner."

"I'm not Xiu..."

"It's the first exchange student of the Cultivation Academy."

"It's Senior Sister who asked..."

"You are from the cultivation world, no matter how ordinary you are, you are different from others."

What a heavy comment.

"We helped you promote the live broadcast, do it well." The chairman hung up the communication.

I hugged Tang Yi's thigh tightly in fear: "Good sister, if I can't do it tomorrow, you must take care of me."

"Why don't you usually have such a sweet mouth?"

"I usually have a knife mouth and a tofu heart."

Tang Yi handed me the rest of the cake: "Then I'll think about it."

Tang Yi is really my good friend.

"Kowtow to you!" I said.

With a puff, Tang Yi couldn't help laughing: "Is it cheap?"

"Thank you, your little cutie, you're neither cheap nor cheap."