The days of live streaming on the road were uneventful.

Her fans have exceeded half a million.

On the last trip to Kunxu Mountain, I didn't get many gifts, as if netizens were stupid and completely forgot about gift-giving.

Fortunately, she started the live broadcast on the second day, and there were already 10,000+ fans in the room.

"In the cave of Kunxu Mountain, who won in the end?"

"Why do I feel that the person named Yan Yi seems to be really in pain, the expression on his face is exactly the same as my cousin who broke his leg some time ago!"

"It can only be said that these group performances are professional, and the anchor's special effects artist is invited from abroad?"

One question after another is constantly refreshed.

Cheng Yinning simply told them that they were all dead, and the treasures of Kunxu Mountain were obtained by her, and the curious babies still had many questions.

She didn't have time to cope.

After just a few simple chats, the live broadcast room was closed.

During this live broadcast, she also discovered one thing.

The attitude of netizens is changing little by little.

Originally, under the slogan of science, there were fewer people who didn't believe that she was a cultivator at all.

Now the line of netizens can be divided into two factions.

One faction is to fight fakes, and they want to expose her lies and find out the flaws in the special effects all the time.

One is to enter the play, completely immersed in Cheng Yinning's story, and feel the journey she has experienced in person.

Such a change would be very beneficial to her.

Whether it is a person who fights fakes or a person who enters the play, it will attract many new viewers to enter the live broadcast room and increase popularity.

As a result, she has received a lot of gifts.

Luck was also added to 23 points.

There are many life-preserving pills on her body, and the accumulated cultivation gifts also make her close to the elixir.

The night in Spring Silkworm Village is calm.

Cheng Yinning followed the map and pulled the ancient bell rope of Daoyanguan.

Bell, bell, bell......

The bells echo and play a wonderful song with the chirping of cicadas.

A voice came from inside the ancient temple.

"Who?"

This is a bit different from the practice of ordinary Taoists, who are overly cautious about guests who want to enter the audience.

Cheng Yinning took out the map.

The route from Kamimu Road to here was gone, and there were only eight big characters left on it.

【Protect the Ann Yuan and slay the Great Snake】

As soon as the eight big characters came out, the closed door of the ancient temple suddenly opened a crack, and the wheezing sound of the Taoists inside seemed to expose their eagerness.

"Is it a cultivator of the Divine Dream Dao?"

"Exactly."

Several Taoist priests were overjoyed and immediately took Cheng Yinning in.

Cheng Yinning turned her head.

The door of the Daoyan Temple was hurriedly closed, and just as the door was about to close, a clear light flickered.

Cheng Yinning looked up at the sky.

The inverted protective barrier like a jade bowl is shrouding them in the ancient temple, the sky is full of stars, and the night is dark and sultry.

The viewer is an old man in his old age.

After Cheng Yin condensed into the view, the old viewer lost his previous steadiness, and his vicissitudes of life bloomed with hope.

Immediately, he saw Cheng Yinning coming alone.

He hesitated to a halt.

"Alone?"

This is precisely the sentence of unbelief that makes Cheng Yinning feel strange.

"One person, not enough?"

The hope of the Lord turned to disappointment.

"How can it be one person, the help sent by the poor Dao is to hope that five cultivators will come to save people!"

Cheng Yining knew who he was talking about.

"One person is enough, isn't it just a snake demon who is crazy about love? After less than 500 years of cultivation, you can capture it alive with a single spell below the foundation. ”

Guan Zhi opened his mouth, as if he had something to say, and closed his mouth when he caught a glimpse of Cheng Yinning's sect uniform.

"Does the fairy have a foundation?"

The two Taoist disciples left, and the viewer hesitated for a long time, and couldn't help but open his mouth when Cheng Yinning was about to close the door.

Cheng Yinning had already seen his nervousness, and this person finally spoke.

"The foundation has been laid for a long time."

The simple four words landed softly.

The viewer was stunned at first, then reacted and was ecstatic.

"It turned out to be a senior in Tsukiki!!"

A small foundation, in this small mountain village lacking aura, can be regarded as a big senior.

Daoyan Temple is located on the top of a hill in Chun Silkworm Village, and it is almost impossible to have a monk with spiritual roots.

Not to mention the foundation builders.

Closing the door, Cheng Yinning did not chat with the excited viewer.

The viewer happily wandered in place, walking back and forth for a moment, glancing at the room where the lights were out, and immediately walking towards the east squatter room.

The sound of small footsteps seemed to be in a hurry.

Cheng Yinning's ears moved slightly, sat on the edge of the bed, quietly unfolded his divine sense, and feasted on the entire ancient Taoist temple.

"An Yuan, the one sent to us this time by Shenmengdao is a foundation building senior! You don't have to worry about Yeonji's affairs, she can't be the opponent of the Tsukiji Monk! ”

The viewer leaned over the crack in the door, and his already old voice was very low.

If Cheng Yining wasn't a monk, I'm afraid I wouldn't have heard what he said at all.

"So the serpent still has a name."

Cheng Yinning muttered to herself.

There was no response from inside the door.

Only the cicadas are noisy.

The viewer did not continue to speak, but with a smile on his eyebrows and kind eyes, he returned to his dormitory with small and relaxed steps.

*

Following.

Cheng Yining went down the mountain early.

Before going down the mountain, the viewer received the news of the Taoist boy, and before he was fully dressed, he hurriedly ran to stop him.

"Senior, where are you going? The serpent has not yet been killed, and the predecessors are gone, what should we do! ”

Cheng Yinning looked at his rickety body, her vicissitudes of life flashed nervously, and she responded calmly:

"Go down the mountain to buy the materials needed to get rid of the snake, the snake spirit will come from Luohai Village, it will take a while, can the viewer go together?"

The weak body of the Guan Master trembled, and he waved his hand and said: "No, no, no, the seniors can go down the mountain alone, and they can ......."

seemed to be aware of his fear, and there were surprised glances from the Dao boys on the left and right.

The Guan Master hurriedly added: "The snake spirit has a deep hatred for us, if we dare to take half a step out of the Dao Yanguan, she can immediately come across the sea!" ”

Cheng Yinning was suspicious.

There is an ocean between Chun Silkworm Village and Luohai Village.

A snake spirit who has been practicing for less than 500 years can still cross the vast sea between the two villages in one day?

She stood under the hundred-year-old tree in Chun Silkworm Village, looking up at the ancient Taoist temple standing on the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, the crimson sunrise revealed a golden light, dazzling and dazzling, lighting up the entire Spring Silkworm Village.

And the Daoyan Temple on the top of the mountain was not bathed in golden light.

"The vitality in this temple is not as good as the small village under the mountain, and the master of the temple is an ordinary mortal, I am afraid that he will die in a few years."

Cheng Yinning squinted her eyes, and her impression of this Daoyan Temple was not very good.

It was false for her to go down the mountain to buy supplies this time, and it was true to inquire about the story of the snake spirit.

Although when the Guan Master sent a request for help from the sect, he made it clear what was going on.

The snake spirit fell in love with a Taoist disciple of the Taoist Temple, his name was An Yuan.

An Yuan was entangled by a snake spirit when he went out to travel, and he tried his best to escape from the snake spirit on the grounds that he would return her after looking back.