Global Cultivation [Live]

The morning and evening live broadcast APP in the mobile phone is gone.

Left Hand, Black Fire, Hummingbird, Bajie, and Longzhou Dragon King, Sun Pengxing, Black Rabbit Agate...

Including Ying Bo himself, the six of them, one god and one rabbit, shouted in their hearts.

"Fuck!"

Everyone's words are different after the trough. One is thinking about the nature of the light group, and the other is thinking about whether they can accompany the light group if something goes wrong. There are also some interests that are closely related to Yingbo. But they are worried, if they lose the ancient heritage—Ying Bo said to Sun Pengxing and Longzhou Dragon King—what should they do?

Ying Bo's brain also went blank for a moment, and he pressed his hand on the chest where the light ball had sunk into, wishing to peel it open and take out the light ball.

If there is no day-to-night live broadcast, let alone whether so many follow-up plans can be implemented, what's more terrible is that he doesn't even have the only channel to communicate with Yunmengze!

Ying Bo only raised his heart, and his whole soul suddenly began to tremble.

Before he had time to remind the people around him, he had already pushed away the broken bench and sat cross-legged on the ground, with his heart turned to the sky, and began to meditate.

At noon, when the sun is at its strongest.A cultivator like Ying Bo who walks the way of the sun is practicing at this moment, just like a drop of cold water jumping into a hot oil pan by itself.

Ying Bo's soul, which has grown a lot during this time, moved slightly, but was pierced by thousands of rays of sunshine, and he couldn't even cry out in pain.

If he continues to cultivate in the sun without any precautions, Ying Bo may soon lose his soul.

Knowing the consequences, Ying Bo tried his best to stabilize his inexplicably trembling soul, and the true qi of Taiyin in his meridians was mobilized to surround his soul in a full circle.

However, this is not enough. The weight of the fourth level of Qi refining is just to turn his small water drop into a big water drop. If he does not want to be evaporated, the most important thing is to find out the reason for the trembling of the soul, solve it, and then stabilize it.

The reason is easy to find, besides the ball of light that sank into his chest just now, is there anything else?

Ying Bo's soul breathed out once silently, separated a thought, jumped down from the sky like diving, and plunged into the sea of ​​consciousness he had just opened up.

The sea of ​​consciousness is the center of the soul, and it is connected to the physical body through the pineal gland, so when meditating in the sea of ​​consciousness, the effect is as if you are exercising yourself.Ying Bo is a little monk who has only started practicing for more than a month. The sea of ​​consciousness is not big, and it is narrow and dark inside. There is only a bright moon hanging in the dark sky, emitting a faint brilliance.

Ying Bo has been here countless times, and he is very familiar with the scenery in his sea of ​​consciousness.But when he came in today, he found that there were not one bright moon hanging in the sky, but two moons!

Take a closer look, one of the bright moons is not the white ball of light that drilled into his body just now?

The color of the ball of light is like the broken suet jade of Grandma Ni Nuannuan. It can't be called radiant, but it is very warm and moist, not like the bright moon in the sea of ​​consciousness.In the sea of ​​consciousness, its diameter became longer than that of Ying Bo, Ying Bo's thoughts approached cautiously, for fear of scaring it away if he didn't pay attention.

When he got to the side of the light ball, he didn't know what he should do at this time.

Are you going to drag this thing out and stuff it into your phone again?

Let alone whether he can drag it in, even if he puts the light ball back, wouldn't he run away again?

Judging from the lively behavior of the ball of light just now, Ying Bo felt that the ball of light was not without wisdom.Not daring to contact rashly, he thought for a while, and finally put on his most commonly used trick... No, a good face.

"We've been together for so long, it seems like this is the first time we've met." Ying Bo said.

The light ball is really intelligent and can understand.Hearing this, it bobbed up and down, as if nodding in response.

"The day and night live broadcast on my mobile phone is neither like the live broadcast jade slips used in the cultivation world outside, nor the first version of the day and night secret method that I plan to teach the left hand to them," Ying Bo added, "but from the information I inquired about , you are more useful than those live jade slips or secret techniques, it is concise and clear, and you can understand what to do at a glance."

He paused, looked at the movement of the light ball, and said: "I think you were not like this in the jade pendant. After turning into a mobile app, you can arrange so many functions reasonably. It's really amazing."

The ball of light swayed up and down again and again, and the range was bigger than before, as if agreeing with Ying Bo's words.

Ying Bo originally wanted to use a more subtle method, but he didn't expect the light ball's ears to be so soft, so he quickly put on a few high hats on it.

"I have entrusted you with taking care of me for so many days, but I don't know how to repay you. Anyway, please tell me your name, so that I can tell others about your help in the future."

The swinging ball of light paused for a moment and became thoughtful.

Ying Bo was still giving high hats over there, and each one was more exaggerated than the other.

"Those programmers and artists should come to see you to know what is beyond the sky and people beyond the sky. For an app, a reasonable design is the first step to success. Regarding this, you..."

Ying Bo didn't talk on his own, he had been paying attention to the ball of light secretly, and when he said the word "you", he found that the ball of light that had stopped suddenly jumped forward.

He was right in front of the ball of light, and the ball of light was about to hit him.

Ying Bo backed away quickly, the speed of a thought was comparable to the speed of sound, and he was about to escape from the sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.But he didn't expect that the ball of light could keep up with the speed of his thoughts, not only surpassing it, but faintly surpassing it.

At the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness, the ball of light finally hit Ying Bo's thoughts successfully.

But Ying Bo didn't have any feeling of being hit, just a flash in front of his eyes, and his thoughts left the sea of ​​consciousness and appeared in another place.

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Inside the sphere of light.

Ying Bo's thoughts opened his eyes, and he found himself in a place where up, down, left, and right were irrelevant.

Behind him is a light gate, the light gate is slowly shrinking, and after a while, it turns into that small light ball again, flying up and down around Ying Bo.

"Where did you take me?" Ying Bo asked.

The ball of light didn't grow a mouth to answer, it just flew forward.

Ying Bo hurried up, and before he had walked a few meters, he suddenly saw a beam of light passing him shoulder-to-shoulder.

The streamer is like a comet, dragging its long tail and flying in the direction of the ball of light.Ying Bo looked around and found that in the darkness, more streamers of comets converged forward from all directions, and many streamers of comets also left from the center.

In the direction of their departure opened countless doors, the same as the one he had just entered.

Many streamers of comets entered and exited through the light gate, and the whirring sound could be heard endlessly.

The streamer of comets becomes sparser as it goes backwards, and denser as it goes forwards. As for the surrounded center, it seems to be a small sun composed of countless comets with long tails.

Ying Bo followed the light sphere and approached the little sun.He found that these streamers of comets in the small sun were constantly blending and separating, and the speed was so fast that he was dazzled, and he was in a busy scene.

No, wait, what he's here is just a thought.

For thought, the sight dazzled him.So isn't the real speed of these comet streamers equivalent to the speed of light?

What kind of place is this?Ying Bo once again sighed.

He continued to move forward, surrounded by countless trails of comet streamers.If he didn't want to encounter these comet streamers, there wasn't much room left for him to move forward.

The ball of light is still moving forward, but Ying Bo has to retreat a little to ensure safety.But as soon as he turned around, he saw a stream of comets rushing towards him, and streamers of comets also flew by on his left and right sides, and there was no room for him to avoid it.

call out--

This comet streamer went straight through Yingbo.

shhhhhhhhhh-

More comet streamers went straight through Yingbo.

At the same time, countless voices exploded in Ying Bo's mind.

There are voices of all ages, men and women, not only voices but also words, all fragmented, no one knows where they originate and where they end up——

"...For this lecture, we have invited Master Wang of Baicaotang..."

"...tomorrow the weather will be fine, the spiritual energy density is ninety, there may be a spiritual energy tide passing through the square bridge..."

"...Xingyuntie has an unknown characteristic..."

"...The fertile soil and the big world, Hu Qingqing, the queen of love songs..."

"...I am pleased with you..."

"...Fuck your mother, your mother, your mother..."

Covering your ears and covering your eyes is of no use.These sounds still surround my ears, and the words and pictures still emerge in front of my eyes.But these didn't cause any real damage. Ying Bo, who was dizzy, no longer avoided it, and the ball of light had already gone far, so he could only grit his teeth and move forward.

He passed through countless streams of comet light, accompanied by fragmented sound images and texts, and when he was trying to get rid of their influence, Ying Bo was passed by another stream of comet light.

"...I've said it before, Cang Cangzi is a shameless person..."

Why did I hear the name Cang Cuizi here? !

Surprised, Ying Bo subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but he just caught the tail end of this comet streamer.

What was even more unexpected was that the streamer of the comet stopped because of his grasp.

After a while, an old man's voice sounded.

"Operation accepted, source confirmed - administrator zero."

"The highest authority approves, you can perform the following operations on the message from [Yunmengze Great World] number [yun[-]-&&&&&&&]."

"One, set to the top; two, modify; three, block; four, delete; five, others."

Ying Bo was at a loss for a second.

Then, with the mentality that he would not get pregnant even if he tried, he said, "Delete."

Comet Streamer: "Delete, operation performed."

After the words fell, unlike other comet streamers that went straight to the "sun", this comet streamer disappeared out of thin air.

Ying Bo: "..."

No, wait, this thing...isn't what he thought it was?

Shocked, Ying Bo looked up at the huge "little sun" in the distance.

Could it be that this is... the server for the daily live broadcast?

That's right, according to the rules of the Earth Live Broadcasting website, there will of course be a server for the live broadcast every day, and there must be one - maybe more than one - a high-power server that can accommodate all the monks in the three thousand worlds.

But the daily live broadcast is not a live broadcast website on earth!Can the principle be the same as the Intel network on Earth?

... Besides, forget about the server, what is the administrator number zero?Why didn't he know that he had such an extra identity?

Thinking about this, Ying Bo stopped on the spot for too long, and found that he had fallen, and the ball of light flew back again, flying around him, urging him to move forward.

Ying Bo looked at her, tried hard to control himself not to show a ferocious expression, and asked word by word: "You, what are you?"

The light ball stopped, and a line of small characters emerged on its surface.

"The juniors of the Zhongzhou Great World, this is the old man, Daoist Boguang, the inventor of the secret technique of the day and night, a little hope left for his hometown."