Journey to the West: Reform of the Underworld and the Start of Developing the Internet

The abbot of the temple doesn't surf the Internet on weekdays, so naturally he doesn't know about the recent chaos on the Internet.

The hot searches change every day, but the demon monks have occupied most of the top spots.

Relying on their shamelessness, they dare to make up all kinds of gimmicks. They have really found the password for traffic.

For example.

The friend of women, the Blood Moon Demon Lord!

The master of the bedroom, the Yin-Yang Taoist!

Because they have obtained the official certification title of the underworld and have their own popularity support, every time they start broadcasting, the hot searches are almost booked.

Although Huiming's live broadcast career is not very prosperous, he really doesn't want to go along with those demon cultivators.

But now it's different.

With the full support of the abbot, Huiming naturally has nothing to worry about.

That afternoon, Huiming summoned the Eighteen Bronze Men of Guanyin Zen Temple to start the preliminary preparations for being on the hot searches.

"Junior Brother Huiming, do we really want to do this?"

"Yes, yes! Wouldn’t it be too damaging to the image of the Bodhisattva if we did so?"

"You even need to be topless, this is too outrageous!"

"Dance? We can't do that either."

The eighteen bronze men were all big muscular men, with eight-pack abs, golden tendons all over their bodies, and were extremely powerful.

At this moment, they were like a wronged young wife, their faces flushed red, and cold sweat was popping out of their foreheads like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Although they were not running outside like Huiming every day, they also knew about mobile phone live broadcasts, which were performed in front of the gods and spirits of the three realms.

As followers of the Buddha, performing various shameful actions that did not care about etiquette in front of the sentient beings of the three realms was secondary to corrupting customs. They had corrupted the face of the Bodhisattva, and they could not escape the blame even if they died.

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Amitabha! Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once said: If I don’t go to hell, who will? Choosing to go to hell forever in order to save evil spirits is truly a role model for our Buddhist community.

"In order to promote Buddhist music, it is really wrong for the brothers and sisters to shirk their responsibilities like this."

"Since you don't want to, I won't force you. I will report the matter to the abbot later."

"Oh, wait, wait!"

""Brother Huiming, please don't, please don't, please talk nicely! You don't need to bother the abbot with such a small matter, right?"

Tongyi's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he hurriedly pushed Huiming back to the tea chair, and hurriedly signaled his brother to pour tea and massage his shoulders.

The new abbot was said to be appointed by Guanyin Bodhisattva himself. Although he seemed kind on the surface, who would dare to be the first to offend him?

Moreover, as the loyal guards of the temple, the eighteen bronze men would never refuse the instructions of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

However, this request was really too much!

"Junior brother! Tell me the truth, do you really want to jump? Can you not jump?"

Hui Ming nodded,"Okay! I believe the abbot will understand!""

"How bad is this!"Tong Yi sighed helplessly and silently took off his monk's robes.

More golden skin was exposed, his strong chest muscles were beating rhythmically, his big arms were slightly raised, and his brick-sized biceps were shining golden in the sun. He subconsciously covered his eyes with his palms, but he couldn't hide the glittering envy in Huiming's eyes.

If he had this figure and this work of art carved out of marble, he wouldn't need to worry about the lack of viewers when he started live streaming.

Just standing there, not doing anything, is the biggest signboard, okay?

"Come! Let's put on the Buddha sound first!"

Hui Ming smiled and threw a Buddha sound jade Buddha to each of his brothers. Then he personally led the team to rehearse the popular Western dance on the online forum.

When it comes to martial arts, the brothers are all good.

But when dancing, doing the same movements, Hui Ming always feels that there is something wrong!

But he can't tell for a while.

But Hui Ming doesn't care much!

After a busy day, when he returned to his room at night, he began to edit the video.

Although there have been no major updates to the forum in recent days, small updates have not been left behind, and small patches for various video productions are available.

It seems that there is already a prototype of the information exchange platform of the three realms.

Hui Ming's live broadcasts in the past few days have been tepid, but the process of these post-production videos has made him very good at it.

Western-style dance, plus his creative advertising slogans.

After experiencing the effect shown in the video from beginning to end, Hui Ming frowned slightly:

"Is this still a little unsafe?"This is the first time to operate a project, and Huiming has no idea about his professional level.

Touching his chin, Huiming thought for a while, and wisdom gradually flashed in his eyes.

He opened his mobile phone and looked through his phone book.

When surfing the Internet, Huiming is not just thinking about eating melons all day long. Broadening his horizons and making friends are his first goal.

If he can add Taishang Laojun as a friend, not to mention the conflicts of interest, how face-saving would this be in itself?

The creatures of the Three Realms who surf the Internet with this idea can basically be divided into pragmatic people, belonging to the second largest category of users in the forum.

The first category of users, of course, are the melon eaters who like to join in the fun.

Huiming obviously belongs to the former

"Hello! Is this Brother Yin Yang? Did you just get off the live stream?"

"Oh, yes, yes, it’s me, Xiao Ming!"

"It’s nothing, I just called my brother to say hello!"

"By the way, our Buddhist sect is going to launch a jade Buddha Dharma instrument. Yes, I hope you can wear it during the live broadcast."

Huiming bent his waist slightly, with his phone next to his ear, and a flattering smile on his face.

The two sides exchanged words, and when the Yin-Yang Patriarch heard this, his mouth curled up slightly:"No bargaining, 5 million incense sticks!"

Huiming:"……"

Damn, this is blatant and naked robbery.

Huiming originally thought that the Yin-Yang Taoist would refuse for various reasons.

After all, asking the Yin-Yang Taoist to teach wearing the Buddhist jade Buddha is really a bit insulting.

Unexpectedly, he is still too young.

What���Is the devil's bottom line so low?

Or has it always been like this?

For a little incense, he really doesn't care about his dignity, right?

"No, can the price be lower?"

Huiming felt a little guilty, and he didn't know whether the new abbot had a rich family background.

"Spiritual stones are fine, but they must be sold at market prices."

The Yin-Yang Taoist chuckled,"Daoyou Xiao Ming, if there is nothing else, I will die soon. I will prepare for class soon."

"No, no, no! I agree to this price, and the deposit will be transferred to your account later."

Hui Ming gritted his teeth and asked with hatred.

The Yin-Yang Taoist has a huge audience base, which is very consistent with the Buddhist music he is going to promote,"Giving birth to children and blessings, strengthening the foundation and nourishing the essence." If

Buddhist music wants to become a hit, the Yin-Yang Taoist is an indispensable part of the promotion.

After hanging up the phone, the Yin-Yang Taoist was surprised.

He just said it casually, but he didn't expect the other party to really agree.

What on earth is this bald donkey doing?

Letting this devil wear Buddhist instruments?

This is an outrageous request!!

But soon his face showed annoyance:"Oh no, it seems to be less!"

"MD, you must raise the price next time!"

"Wait, this seems to be a way to make a fortune!"

The golden light in the eyes of the Yin-Yang Taoist flashed away in an instant.

Faintly, he seemed to have realized something!