Ascended to become a virtual idol

Chapter 39 I caught you!

I saw Yan Qiao's white fingers struck out quickly and fiercely, and quickly pinched the black thread that was struggling to escape.

She slapped it hard with the other hand, and the ball of thread fell apart in an instant, leaving only the one in her hand.

Yan Qiao's fingers flew back and forth, and soon the black thread was woven into an arrow. Yan Qiao's fingers brushed against its body, and the black thread merged into a pure black arrow.

Yan Qiao put his hands together to form the body of the arrow, and quickly flicked the arrow towards the screen. At that moment, he seemed to travel through countless spaces, breaking through layers of obstacles and rushing into Zhou Rong's eyebrows.

In an instant, Zhou Rong only felt a twitch between her eyebrows, and countless complicated voices appeared in her mind.

Wu's figure pierced through the virtual space, leading the black arrow to precisely land on Zhou Rong's forehead, and then retreated successfully.

Zhou Rong opened her eyes all of a sudden, "Cultivator Yan, I saw my daughter!"

Yan Qiao nodded slightly, "Now go to the Superintendent's Office to register and go."

Zhou Rong got up and bowed, then turned off the video and left in a hurry.

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"Okay, the matter has been resolved. The mysterious technique that everyone is curious about will be taught in the courses of the Xuanyuan Academy. This is also one of the Qimen Physiognomy, and it is one of the courses I will teach in the future."

Yan Qiao's sentence finished the whole bullet screen, and immediately howled ghosts and wolves, crying and shouting to regret not enrolling in Xuanyuan Academy.

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Yan Qiao smiled to hide his achievements and fame. As for whether those guys from the Metaphysics Society can seize the opportunity, it depends on how smart they are.

In the Metaphysics Society, President Ke and the others also stayed in Yan Qiao's live broadcast room on time today. When they saw the hexagram technique that Yan Qiao used in the live broadcast, they had long been fascinated by it.

Compared with ordinary people, they can better see the causal changes hidden in Yan Qiao's technique. The lines of cause and effect are all lines of cause and effect that are usually incomprehensible, but they are so skillfully manipulated by her between applause.

Only then did they realize that this is the real metaphysics, and the art of flying to the sky and moving mountains and flat seas before the catastrophe is the beginning of the real metaphysics.

"Letting her join the Xuan Academy is the most correct decision I have made," President Ke muttered to himself.

Elder Luo said anxiously, "You are so stupid, even Yan Qiao handed us the knife, and you are still thinking about cutting watermelon!"

President Ke stared at him deadly, "What do you want to say?"

Elder Pu rolled his eyes, "Didn't Yan Qiao say that, as for other mystical arts, she will appear one by one in the future teachings of the Mystical Academy, so what is our purpose, to promote and inherit culture, live broadcast, live broadcast, great Why keep the opportunity!"

It was rare for Elder Yang not to refute, but nodded in agreement, "Yan Qiao has her own traffic, not to mention that this is her first real-life appearance, such a great opportunity, why don't we use it in Xuanyuan?"

President Ke immediately held Elder Yang's hand, and sincerely made a suggestion, "Old Yang, I think you are quite suitable to be the president, otherwise this president..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Elder Yang immediately slapped his hand away, and said with a serious face, "The president has to worry about this kind of thing."

"Hahahaha," Elder Luo smiled unkindly.

The corner of President Ke's mouth twitched, "I've been the president for so many years, you guys feel sorry for me once."

Elder Feng said lightly, "You are the president, we are all convinced, you see for yourself that if anyone is changed, this Xuanhui will still look like it is today? It has been blown away long ago."

President Ke immediately straightened his face, "I think Yan Qiao is also quite suitable."

Elder Feng shook his head helplessly, "She is amazing, and she is also a little girl who has already put in all her efforts to spread metaphysics, but you still want to shoulder all the burdens on her."

Even so, including Chairman Ke, there were smiles on the faces of several people. It was a kind of hope to break through the darkness and usher in the dawn, and it also made their heavy shoulders more relaxed.

It was like being crushed and interrupted the recovery of the spine a little bit, and a little bit of straightening. Sooner or later, there will be such a day.

In the Xuan Academy, Teacher Fang arranged the meeting place with several other teachers urgently after receiving the task. It was necessary to make Yan Qiao's first appearance comfortable, and let their first live broadcast of the Xuan Academy usher in a new beginning.

Whether it is a teacher or a student of the Xuan Academy, the smiles and vigor as they walk around make Chairman Ke's eyes sore.

Teacher Yu stood behind Elder Yu, watching the students excitedly discussing Yan Qiao's arrival, the normally serious person laughed a little more.

Elder Yu glanced at his nephew, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Zhong Ting, you have worked hard for so many years."

Teacher Yu is over 30 this year, and his lifespan is shortening rapidly. "Being able to see the prosperity of metaphysics before death is not in vain."

Yu Zhonglu felt a little guilty, for the sake of these young people, Yu Zhongting took the initiative to stand up to take this responsibility, he was absolutely unwilling, but the young man was so energetic that he couldn't say no to it.

And Teacher Yu's name was also changed to Zhongting. This Chinese character is a character for those who have made great contributions to metaphysics in the Yu family, and he can afford it.

They are old fellows, as if they were restricted. The spells taught by the audience could not be understood at all, let alone understood. The despair at that time was vividly remembered, and the first batch of teachers who stood up are now covered with loess and buried. In the Xuanshi Garden.

Even so, generation after generation of young people are still willing to make sacrifices to take over this inheritance with no way out.

The appearance of Yan Qiao did not bring the glory of one person, but the hope of thousands of sacrificed monks, which was the inheritance, and even more indelible belief.

In Yan Qiao's live broadcast room, because of today's topic, it is obviously more active, and she has already drawn the second fan of today.

Turn on the video, there is a tent over there, and then it moved a few times to reveal the face of a girl.

"Hi Qiaoqiao, I want to ask for help today," she paused and lowered her voice, "I don't know if you can see that this place is a bit special."

As she spoke, she shifted her perspective, "Can you see clearly? It's a bit scary to say, this is my family's residence. I was sick a few days ago, and my parents took me back to the old house to recuperate. But just yesterday Parents and family members all disappeared inexplicably."

Her voice came, with a little fear and trembling, "Then I was really scared, so I hurriedly took the tent and ran outside the house to live, but because I was worried that my relatives would not dare to leave, there was no signal here a while ago, I don't know today What's going on, a signal prompt suddenly appeared, and I contacted you immediately."

The screen was still turning, and at this moment, there was a sudden scream, followed by a hoarse voice, "I got you!"

(End of this chapter)