In the next few days, Sun Wukong still started the live broadcast from time to time, and occasionally pulled Ding Yi to do some behaviors that seemed to ordinary people to be sick, which made Ding Yi even more determined to bind a live broadcast device to his identity as Tang Seng.

Then on a dark and windy night, Ding Yi pretended to get up at night to go to the toilet, and then when he came back, Sun Wukong found that his master's expression was a little strange.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" asked Sun Wukong as he jumped over and asked curiously.

"Wukong, come, let's sit down and talk. Ding Yi first stared at Sun Wukong with a calm face for a few seconds, and stared at him with goosebumps, so he pulled him over and sat down.

Sun Wukong was obviously a little unaccustomed to the master's attitude, twisted his body a few times awkwardly, and couldn't help but ask as soon as he sat down half-pushed and half-sat down.

"Master, has my grandson done something wrong again?"

Ding Yi shook his head, then stared at Sun Wukong in front of him, and suddenly said seriously: "Wukong, how do you think you are treated as a teacher?"

"The master treats me very well!" Sun Wukong dared to say bad at this time, otherwise his master would definitely be chattering in his ear again, which would really annoy him to death.

To be honest, this master is good at everything, even if he doesn't care about him, he won't scold him, but from time to time he loves to nag this problem, which makes Sun Wukong a little unbearable.

"Since you said that you are treated very well as a teacher, why did you play such a trick on you as a teacher a few days ago?" Ding Yi suddenly looked at Sun Wukong with a calm face and said.

When Sun Wukong heard this, he hurriedly explained: "Master, when did my grandson play tricks on you?

Didn't wake up you ghost!

Ding Yi glanced at the monkey in his heart, but on the surface, he shook his head with a sad look, and said with a disappointed face: "I think that the relationship between our master and apprentice is already very harmonious, but I don't want Wukong, you don't even want to tell the truth to the teacher." ”

As he spoke, Ding Yi stretched out his hand and pointed, and a virtual interface suddenly appeared in the air in front of him, which was the main page of the live broadcast platform.

When Sun Wukong saw this scene, he jumped up in fright on the spot.

"Master, why don't you ......?"

He looked at the interface with a surprised face, and then looked at his own master.

Ding Yi raised his head, looked at him and said, "I found it when I woke up for the teacher just now, but I didn't expect that there would be such a miraculous thing in this world, but this is all secondary." ”

Saying that, Ding Yi swiped his finger on the interface, in fact, he didn't need to be like this, just a thought, but he is not Tang Seng now, as a mortal who has just come into contact with this new thing, he is a little uncomfortable, and it is normal and reasonable to make some unnecessary movements.

With his stroke, the interface was converted to the personal center interface that he had followed, and there was only a lonely live broadcast room on it that was in a state of shutdown, which was the live broadcast room of Sun Wukong.

Look at his title again, the master is nagging again today, it's really annoying, tomorrow I will think of a fun idea to fix him.

Seeing this scene, Sun Wukong was suddenly embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Before, he knew that the master was not bound to the live broadcast equipment, so Sun Wukong had no scruples, and directly put such a title, and he did deliberately rectify Ding Yi these days.

Of course, he didn't have any malice, he was just a little annoyed by Ding Yi's nagging, and he just wanted to fix him.

But he didn't want to, and in a blink of an eye, the master happened to encounter a live broadcast device, and he discovered his little secret.

At this moment, Sun Wukong's face was really embarrassed.

"Master, my grandson is wrong!" Sun Wukong lowered his head, looking like he realized the mistake he had made.

Ding Yi didn't want to hold on to this, he just took the opportunity to show that he had bound a live broadcast device, and now that the goal has been achieved, he will naturally not dwell on this issue anymore.

So, Ding Yi also stood up, patted Sun Wukong's shoulder gently, and said earnestly: "Wukong, it's also wrong to be a teacher, you shouldn't keep nagging you." But do you know that it is precisely because the teacher values you that he will be so tireless in nagging you, if the teacher doesn't care about you at all, the teacher will never say half a word more to you. ”

After saying that, Ding Yi also shook his head and turned around and walked towards the inner room.

Sun Wukong saw it, stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, followed him quickly and said, "Master, the apprentice will definitely listen to you in the future, and he will never do such a thing again!"

Stopping, Ding Yi looked back at him.

"Seeing that your attitude of admitting your mistakes is also sincere, I believe you this time, but if there is a next time, I will be severely punished!"

At this time, Ding Yi also showed the majesty of his master.

Although his current identity as a Tang monk is just a mortal, Sun Wukong's character is also very emotional, and he has gradually accepted him as a master in his heart, even if this master is just a mortal, he has firmly remembered the reprimand of the master.

Seeing that the master went to rest, the first thing Sun Wukong did was to change the title of his live broadcast room.

On the other hand, Ding Yi, who returned to the back room, could also browse this live broadcast platform justifiably at this time, and he didn't have to care about those who were monitoring him in the shadows.

......

Buddhism, in a modest monk's house.

"Amitabha, in this way, the reincarnation of the golden cicada also got a live broadcast device, which makes the whole thing a little more variable. ”

The guiding Buddha who was sitting on the golden lotus also flashed a touch of helplessness in his eyes, everything about the live broadcast platform, even they saints couldn't interfere.

He didn't know this in his heart, so he came to report to the Buddha this time, just to let him know about it, and he didn't think about what solution he could come up with by the Buddha.

The journey to the west has begun, and it is impossible for them to go back and start all over again.

If it was before the start, they could try to let the golden cicada reincarnate again, and it would be a big deal to use some means. But now that everything is on the right track, it's too late to reverse it.

Even saints have to obey the mandate of heaven to a certain extent.

Now that the destiny is sealed, they can't change it.

At the same time, the Jade Emperor of Heavenly Court also heard about this matter through Liuding Liujia, who was sent to protect Tang Seng.

Liuding Liujia is not an immortal god with live broadcast equipment, although they don't know what the supernatural thing in the conversation between Tang Seng and Sun Wukong is, but this does not prevent the Jade Emperor from guessing the truth of the facts after listening to their story.

Knowing that Tang Seng also got a live broadcast equipment, compared to the worries on the Buddhist side, the Jade Emperor was happy, and he was watching it as if it was a good show, and he also told his friend and colleague by the way, the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother heard about this, and soon the viewers of some of the live broadcast platforms in the desolate world also knew about it.

Even, many fairies and demons who have also certified the anchor are still thinking about whether to go over to meet this Tang Seng, how to say that this guy is also the reincarnation of the golden cicada, and he is the protagonist of this Journey to the West, and it is good to rub the popularity in the past.

For all this, Ding Yi naturally didn't know.

However, on the account called [Tang Seng], which he created virtually, there were a lot of messages asking to add him as a friend overnight.

Ding Yi took a look and found that there were his eldest apprentice Sun Wukong, as well as the Bull Demon King of Jilei Mountain, but in addition to this, there were more little gods and demons that he had never heard of.

After agreeing to the friend request of Sun Wukong and the Bull Demon King, the other Ding Yi directly rejected all of them.

A few little minions who hadn't even heard of their names, he didn't bother to add them.

......

The next day, early in the morning.

Ding Yi, who got up early in the morning, was moving his body in the yard.

By the way, he is also serious about a live broadcast room, and now because the live broadcast platform has been built, the permission to apply to become an anchor has already been opened, and Ding Yi no longer needs to personally review it.

Of course, there are some simple review steps.

However, the requirements for the audit are not high, Tang Seng's identity is very clean, and there is no black history that has been criticized, the audit is ironclad and can be passed, Ding Yi just accelerated the time of the review a little.

Well...... It took less than a second to pass.

After verifying the anchor, Ding Yi asked about the system again before the broadcast.

Because when he broadcast live as Ding Yi before, even if he was wearing this ring, the audience in the live broadcast room could still recognize him.

So even though the system had confirmed it with him before, Ding Yi cautiously confirmed it again before the broadcast.

"Although the host can rest assured, you are now broadcasting as Tang Seng, so even if you don't have such props here, what the audience who enters this live broadcast room will see Tang Seng, not your original image. ”

Once again, he was confirmed by the system, and Ding Yi was completely relieved and opened this new live broadcast room.

Compared with the live broadcast room of Ding Yi's main account, even if it is not broadcast, there are more than 100,000 viewers online, but at this moment, there is not even a single audience in the live broadcast room belonging to Tang Seng's trumpet.

"What kind of title?" Ding Yi thought for a moment, and then typed in a title that he thought would attract attention.

Soon, in an inconspicuous corner of the live broadcast platform, a live broadcast room called [The Journey to the West of the Tang Dynasty Monk on a White Horse] was launched.

Just started the live broadcast, and there was not a single audience in the live broadcast room.

This is not those live broadcast platforms on the earth in the previous life, there are protocol numbers, robots or something, the audience here is real, without any moisture.

Therefore, an unknown anchor like Tang Seng who has no fame at all will start broadcasting, and naturally no one will come in to watch, unless he happens to encounter a bored audience who is screening the live broadcast room, and happens to find him in the live broadcast room at the bottom of the list, otherwise no one will really come in.

But this is not difficult for Ding Yi.

"Wukong!" he shouted back into the room.

"What's the matter, master?"

Sun Wukong, who rushed out of the house, thought that the master had encountered some danger, after all, although they had not encountered monsters along the way these days, they had not encountered robbers who robbed houses.

A situation like the one in front of him has happened several times, and it is no wonder that Sun Wukong misunderstood.

"Don't look at it, there are no robbers to beat you this time. Ding Yi beckoned to him, and when he came over, he pointed to the interface in front of him and said, "Wukong, I have also opened a live broadcast room for the teacher, but there are no people in the live broadcast room for the teacher, why don't you call some people for the teacher?"

"What!" Sun Wukong looked blankly at the interface of the live broadcast room displayed in front of him, scratched his head after a long time to react, looked at the master with a stunned look and said, "Master, why did you start the live broadcast too?"

"As a teacher, I want to record the experience of this journey, and also to teach the world. Ding Yi said with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

I don't know, but I believe it.

At least Sun Wukong believed it.

Although he really wanted to say that it was useless to teach the world, Sun Wukong didn't want to dampen the enthusiasm of the master.

Besides, find something to do for the master, so that he won't nag himself again, why not?

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong's eyes immediately lit up.

"Master, I'm going to advertise for you!" Sun Wukong slapped his thigh and quickly opened his live broadcast room, although there was not half an audience in his live broadcast room, but as soon as he started broadcasting, a large number of viewers poured in.

In the blink of an eye, Sun Wukong has eight or nine thousand viewers in the live broadcast room, and the number is still rising.

Not to mention, Sun Wukong's popularity has increased quite quickly these days, Ding Yi has noticed it before, his average popularity is now more than 50,000, and more than 100,000 is just around the corner.

"Brothers, my grandson has great news to tell you today!" Sun Wukong has a straightforward personality, and he likes to call the audience in his live broadcast room brothers. What? What if there are female viewers? Sun Wukong said that he had not thought about this problem at all.

When the audience who saw Monkey King start the broadcast, they also sent a barrage curiously to ask what the good news was.

At this time, Sun Wukong's monkey face couldn't help but appear with a smug smile, he turned the camera to the side, aimed at Ding Yi, and said: "See, this is my old grandson's master, tell you the good news, my old grandson's master also got a live broadcast equipment last night, and the master has opened a live broadcast room today." ”

Speaking of this, Sun Wukong hurriedly asked the master: "Master, how many room numbers are in your live broadcast room?"

"2897703, the poor monk will broadcast the experience of going to the west to learn scriptures, if there is no accident, it will be broadcast live every day, I hope the donors can support the poor monk, Amitabha!" After speaking, Tang Seng also made a Buddhist salute to the camera.

He can't be too modern now, after all, it's only the first day.

Sure enough, with the advertisement on Sun Wukong's side, Ding Yi's small live broadcast room finally came to a lot of audiences.

One, ten, hundred, thousand...... Well, there are no thousand, there are only about a hundred in total.

But it's not bad to have a hundred or so spectators, after all, it's only the first day.