Ascended to become a virtual idol

Chapter 120 There is something wrong with my container

"I'm from Xuanyang Mountain," she said with a sad look on her face, and a hint of yearning in her tone.

Mu Han knew that there was indeed Xuanyang Mountain in Xuanyuan, but he was still a little puzzled, but he didn't want to ask any more questions, it was enough to know that she had no ill intentions towards Xuanyuan.

"Friend Daoist Yan, thank you very much today." He would not feel embarrassed because of Yan Qiao's age, but was even more grateful for the changes Yan Qiao had brought to Xuanyuan.

Yan Qiao glanced at the sky, the sky was noon at this time, when the sun was overcast, "I will leave the other jade plaque to fellow daoist Xie and the others, and I need you to rescue the soldiers."

She raised her hand and pointed at Yunya lightly, "This is the day of Yunya's rebirth and the rise of metaphysics. I will notify you when the situation is broken. I hope you will bring President Ke to rescue the people of Yunya."

Mu Han looked at the woman with a straight back in front of her. Her every move was full of confidence and light. When they were still complaining about Yunya's fall, she had already taken the next step.

When they were still under siege, she had already figured out another way. She was strong and proud, gentle and tolerant. She had the charm and means to control the overall situation, as well as the strength and cultivation to dominate everything.

There was a smile on Mu Han's usually condensed face. He thought President Ke and the elders were right, she really brought too much.

Yan Qiao turned his head, "The people of Yunya have suffered too much, and bringing them out rashly may hurt their spirits. I will take full responsibility for this place in the next few days. As for the live broadcast, please trouble President Ke to issue a statement for me .”

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and thought for a while, "As for how to choose the words, that's the business of President Ke. I hope you can take this opportunity to fully bring out the metaphysics."

Mu Han nodded, "I will, won't you Yan Daoyou tell President Ke personally?"

Yan Qiao shook her head, "No, there are some things I should do, and some things I don't need. Metaphysics belongs to everyone, not just my one-plank bridge."

There was a smile in the corner of her eyes, as if she had just repelled Mu Han's sharp edge, "I like to see a hundred flowers blooming, rather than a single flower."

So Mu Han understood that even though she could repel the enemy with one enemy, she needed the joy when she looked back at her teammates when she was tired.

Yan Qiao is really different, she is gorgeous and colorful, she is not rigid but not self-confident, she grows wantonly but has her own sense of proportion.

"I'll go first." Yan Qiao's figure dissipated, coming and going like the wind.

She stepped into this desolate street again, where she couldn't use the virtual body. After thinking about it, she called up the personal panel that she hadn't seen for a long time.

[Host: Yan Qiao
Gender: Female
Faith value: 31000 [Two-hour reward for materialization has been obtained], congratulations to the host, the total materialization time is 8 hours and 35 minutes.

Fan favorite value: 1000w
Reward amount: 46w]

There is too little time to materialize, she needs to calculate the time, and also enters the virtual space from time to time because of the time, it is really a troublesome place.

For the first time, she felt that the avatar was not good. In places without signal coverage, she could only appear as a physical body. She rubbed her brows, knowing that faith was not worth the money.

She has only earned so little so far, if it weren't for the accident at S University, she wouldn't even have two hours.

No more entanglements, Yan Qiao seized the time to investigate the streets. The residents here sleep during the day and only appear at night. Their souls are locked up, like zombies, coming out at night.

The group of people from the Supernatural Society were insane. After ten years of tossing like this, it is unknown how many people were buried here.

She returned to the Temple of Heaven again. At this time, the masked man had disappeared, and the strange thing was that the bronze statue also disappeared on the high platform. Only the group of men in black robes were still standing there. The only difference was their eyes. There is more pain and despair in it.

What happened just now directly opened a gap in their soul chains. Yan Qiao has seen all the people left here. They are all born in the cloudy time. They are all under forty years old. They have stood here for ten years. Ten years, ten years ago was also when I was young.

And those infant spirits were all gone. Yan Qiao turned around and walked into the door. Through the corridor, there was a courtyard with some runes engraved on the walls, which really looked like a temple.

The courtyards vary in size, and one of them caught her attention, Wuman, the zombie who followed Fuyong.

She followed, and saw the masked man sitting directly opposite Wuman. The atmosphere between the two was a little tense, obviously they didn't have a good relationship.

"Aren't you afraid that Fuyong will blame you for acting like this?" Wu Man raised his head with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

The masked man sneered, "I'm afraid of him. You're a person who is neither human nor ghost. After staying by his side for so long, you haven't learned anything else, but you've learned ten percent of the power of the dog."

Wu Man's cheeks twitched when he heard the words, "If you disobey the order, he will not let you go."

The masked man laughed, as if he had heard some joke, "What kind of orders are his words, don't forget, who is the leader in the power club."

Wu Man turned around angrily, walked to his seat and sat down, "So what, you can't kill him."

The masked man smiled mockingly, "A dog needs to recognize its status."

Wu Man lowered his head, but Yan Qiao saw the dense resentment in his tightly clenched hand.

She spread her palms and looked at the masked man again, but without realizing it, she turned around and walked to the masked man's side, seeing that he still didn't move, Yan Qiao stepped back a few steps.

She walked around the entire hall, and finally confirmed that she really didn't notice it. She lowered her head and looked at her hands and fell into deep thought again. She always knew that her cultivation was very strong in Xuanyuan, and now she was even more sure, from the bottom of her heart Some things also fell into place.

The cultivation base that was about to ascend was reborn here, and she actually had some feelings in her heart, but she was always floating and unable to realize it. Maybe it was due to restrictions or other considerations, in short, she had no entity.

Not fully materialized, no matter how high her cultivation base is, she feels a little insecure, so she tries her best to live broadcast, but the trigrams a day is the result of her best efforts, maybe she can expand her business, I don’t know how to broadcast some special events. no.

Throwing away the messy thoughts, Yan Qiao eavesdropped on the conversation between the two of them openly.

"Wuman, the evil god I raised is about to become a reality." The masked man saw that the zombie was silent for a long time, so he had no choice but to speak first.

Wu Man raised his head, "Really?" His voice was still a little hoarse.

"It's just that there was something wrong with the baby spirit entering those containers." The masked man frowned, "It seems to be blocked by something." There was a little more temptation in his tone.

It's a pity that Wuman didn't hear it, but there was more thought in the red eyes, "Is the container you raised wrong?"

The masked man looked at him inquiringly, "Probably, I thought you didn't want me to raise it first..."

(End of this chapter)