My cultivation is too warm

Chapter 64: Don’t broadcast live in this posture! [Please read]

As Taoist Master Ye finished speaking, the dozen or so people from outer space looked at him in horror.

The figure flashed slightly and came in front of a person.

He slowly raised his hand, and his palm seemed to pat the man lightly.

The body of the person being photographed disappeared instantly, without even a trace of blood mist. He just disappeared like that.

Then he took more than ten steps in succession, and with each step, one person disappeared under his palm.

The scary thing is.

When Ye Laodao made his move, those people's bodies seemed to be frozen, unable to move.

Although Ye Laodao's actions seemed neither slow nor slow, none of those people resisted or fled.

Xu Mo was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. Those people were so arrogant when they first appeared.

They all called Master Ye "old thing" and commented on him.

If you look at it this way, he must be at the same level as Ye Laodao, right?
Is this the result?

Watching Ye Laodao calmly and casually slapping them to death one by one.

Xu Mo was speechless.

Where did those people get the courage to treat Ye Laodao like this before?
You're willing to cross the vast river of time and space to come in, just to get killed?
At this moment, Ye Laodao was probably so moved that he was about to cry.

Such enthusiasm, I really can't refuse.

So I can only slap them one by one.

Seeing his reaction, the Nine Wonderful Saint Venerable beside him probably saw his surprise and explained calmly:
"The word 'Wudao' in Ye Taishang's name is not his name, but his realm.

Essentially speaking, he still belongs to the seventh level of Hedao Realm and has not broken through to above the seventh level.

It's just that in the realm of Hedao, he created a new realm, a unique and unique "Wudao" realm that belongs to him.

Therefore, even though he is at the level of the Seventh Realm of Integration, he is still one of the most powerful people in the ancient world."

Before Xu Mo had time to marvel at the power of Master Ye, the strange vision that had occurred before happened again.

This time, more than a dozen Hedao masters died at the hands of Ye Laodao.

Dadao was so sad.

It's like a mother whose child has died.

The feeling of grief instantly infected Xu Mo from afar.

He was sad in his heart, his eyes were red and tears were rolling in them.

Just when the tears were about to roll out of my eyes and fall down.

The laws of heaven and earth in the ancient world simply stopped working.

It seems to be saying to the law of the universe that has come down, your children are my enemies, their death must be celebrated.

And even though so many people died at once, they still celebrated vigorously.

Get high, get high everyone.

So the tears that were rolling in the eyes rolled back again and shrank back.

Then, an aura that was countless times stronger than before instantly enveloped Xu Mo's heart.

He felt so happy now and wanted to dance to celebrate.

He tried desperately to suppress this urge.

But the damn charming little goblin of the laws of heaven and earth in the ancient world has been bewitching him.

He felt as if countless cute little elves were constantly babbling to him:
"Come on, come and dance with us."

Xu Mo refused cruelly, no, absolutely not.

He tried hard to tell himself in his heart that his senior brothers in the sect were still fighting outside to protect him.

Absolutely no dancing.

He would never do such a shameful thing.

For this, he hardened his heart and bit the tip of his tongue hard.

Intense pain instantly spread throughout the body, dispersing some of the impulse.

But he didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief.

A voice came from the distant horizon: "The branding was successful."

He recognized this voice.

It was the historian who had previously held a brush and written in the long river of time and space. Upon hearing this voice, he suddenly had a bad intuition in his heart.

As soon as the bad thought came to mind, it came true.

The heaven and earth suddenly shook slightly, and then countless strange phenomena began to emerge.

A mysterious feeling came over me.

A picture appeared in everyone's mind, and in the picture was a figure.

The man was covering his mouth, his expression twisted and painful as he bent over.

He was a young man with long hair half tied up, an honest look, a clean face, a slightly thin figure, and was wearing a green Taoist robe in the style of the Lingmiao Peak of the Tianxuan Sect.

Xu Mo naturally recognized the figure in his mind. Wasn't that himself?
What puzzled him was why his figure was being broadcast live to the whole world.

And in this posture?
In order to suppress the urge to dance, he bit the tip of his tongue, grimacing in pain, his expression distorted, and his whole body twitching.

And then it was broadcast live like this?
No greeting at all.

It happened so suddenly.

Why do you want me to get hurt?
Xu Mo sighed to the sky, feeling mixed emotions of sadness and joy, and all kinds of inexplicable emotions intertwined, causing two lines of tears to slowly slide down from his eyes.

But his inner drama has not yet been completed.

The mysterious feeling came over me again.

Then he understood instantly.

It turned out that his achievements had been recorded in history, and now his existence needed to be introduced to the world.

Xu Mo was confused. Wasn’t this matter of being recorded in history just completed?

He already had an article in his mind.

Why are you here now?

Then he understood it in an instant.

It turned out that the article he had in his mind was just a draft, meant only for himself.

The purpose was to consult his opinion on whether the above records were true and whether he had any objections to the content.

And now, it's official.

Now that he has been recorded in history, it is natural to introduce him to the world.

This is the process that everyone goes through when they are recorded in history.

It’s just that it’s been a long time since anyone who was recorded in history appeared in the ancient world.

The last time was more than 1,500 years ago.

Therefore, Xu Mo did not understand this process, and Elder Ouyang and the Nine Wonderful Saint had never introduced it to him before.

Maybe I thought this would give him a surprise.

Just thinking about the scene of himself being broadcast live just now, Xu Mo felt like crying.

He really wanted to tell Elder Ouyang and Saint Jiu Miao that sometimes life doesn't need so much ritual.

He really doesn't want this kind of surprise!

Then, the laws of heaven and earth in the ancient world began to boil.

More than a dozen enemies from this world died today.

Then his own children became successful again and made great achievements.

Isn’t this a double happiness?
Celebrate, celebrate hard!

In an instant, all living beings in the world felt the cheers of the laws of heaven and earth.

Countless visions are spread to every corner of the world.

At this moment, Xu Mo could no longer restrain himself. His body began to twist uncontrollably, using his hands and feet.

What made him even more sad was.

The introduction about him begins now.

A gentle force lifted him up slowly into the air, and his image was broadcast live in the consciousness of all living beings in the world.

Knowing this, Xu Mo was extremely anxious.

No!
He really doesn't want to be known by the whole world in this posture.

(End of this chapter)