Jingguo Hotel was the largest tourist hotel under Mount Longhu. The flow of people in the past two days was extremely high, and the rooms were already full. It was already midnight, but the rooftop of the hotel was still as bright as day, and it was crowded.
It couldn't be helped. Everyone around Mount Longhu had watched tonight's live broadcast.
They were clearly on Mount Longhu, but they couldn't watch it live. It was really unbearable. They couldn't sleep at night, so they could only gather on the open-air rooftop of the hotel to hold a party, hoping to see some of the situation on Mount Longhu.
"It's not that we don't want to go, but the officials are too strict. Mount Longhu is now sealed off. Do you still expect me to barge in?”
In a small group of three, the young streamer kept explaining to the audience who were still squatting in the middle of the night.
"It's not like you guys can't see it.”
As he spoke, he even used his phone to take pictures of the foot of the mountain.
He wasn't like those rich big streamers who had professional live broadcast drones. Those things were too expensive and couldn't be bought. He could only use this primitive live broadcast method.
As his camera moved to the foot of the mountain, he could see teams of fully armed soldiers standing solemnly on the spot, their eyes and ears looking in all directions.
There was also an endless stream of large transport vehicles and transport planes coming and going, as if they were setting up something.
"See? With the official's attitude, it was already considered impressive that they could let the live broadcast drones in!”
However, at this moment, the rhythm of the bullet comments in the live broadcast room was brought to another point.
"Tsk tsk, that plane seems to be specially used to transport the micro base station, right? It's a big deal!"
" I hope that the government can negotiate with the Immortal Cultivators as soon as possible. Only in this way will our chances of becoming an Immortal Cultivator be greater.”
"We've already used so much high-tech equipment. It shouldn't be a problem, right?”
"Taoist Master Wang Ye's fan club has arrived! Don't even think about catching my Little Brother Wang Ye with these broken equipment!”
However, before the bullet comments could get out of hand, the young streamer quickly turned the camera in another direction.
"Guys, I guess you're one step away from your immortal cultivation dream!”
Through the camera lens, one could clearly see a small supersonic plane landing at the foot of Longhu Mountain. The hatch opened, and a group of people with ugly expressions walked out.
"It's our Bureau Chief Zhao!"
Someone recognized the person and quickly started to spammer.
"Did they fail to stop him, or did the negotiations break down?”
"It can't be, right? No matter how domineering the Immortal Cultivators were, they couldn't possibly fall out with the government, could they?”
"I didn't stop him! Quickly go and check out the news on sina news. There's the latest news obtained by a war reporter who risked his life!”
The news spread very quickly. By the time the officials reacted and prepared to take control of the fishing vessel, it was already too late.
The night owls on the internet knew about it as soon as the sun rose.
Daoist Priest Wang Ye first used the Supersonic Earth Escape Technique and then used the Great Clone Technique to easily shake off Zhao Hong Guo and the others!
This seemed to be the first collision between modern technology and the Immortal Cultivators.
However, the result was obvious. He lost miserably!
The king of Wudang had also run away. People could only place their hopes on the old heavenly master on Mount Longhu.
"This time, we will take the initiative to go up the mountain!"
In the stronghold, Zhao Hong Guo said with a dark face.
In the Purple Gold Monastery of Mount Longhu, Zhang Zhiwei, the old Celestial Master, had just woken up. That night, he did not care about the disturbances in the outside world and slept soundly.
"Master Tian Tong!"
As soon as he pushed open the door, two figures stood respectfully on both sides.
"Don't call me that. I don't intend to take you as my disciples. It's strange. Why are you two old men calling me master and senior brother?”
" Zhang Zhiwei " blew his beard and glared at them. The two old men immediately responded.
"Senior Brother Tian Tong!"
"That's more like it. Follow me to the courtyard and I'll teach you how to cultivate!”
Hearing this, the two of them were overjoyed.
Ten minutes later, a group of people arrived at the gate of the Purple Gold Temple along the mountain path. They saw two old Taoist priests sitting cross-legged in meditation.
"The old Celestial Master's red dot... has also disappeared...."
Assistant Xiao Liu held the detection display screen and said bitterly.
I…
Zhao Hong Guo clenched his fists and wanted to curse again!
The negotiation experts and scholars behind the two looked at each other, as if they were kidding.
Previously, the king could still chase after him for ten miles. Why did the old heavenly master disappear into thin air now?
"Gentlemen, the old heavenly master has returned to the heavenly master residence to cultivate. Please go back."
Two old Taoist priests sat on the left and right of the door like door gods. One of the old Taoist priests opened his eyes and said slowly.
Although the old heavenly master was no longer around, Zhao Hong Guo still couldn't accept it, so he asked.
"Are the two Taoist masters cultivating?”
"We have already joined the Celestial Master Residence."
The old Taoist priest seemed unwilling to say more. He cherished his cultivation time very much and spoke concisely.
"Then do you know where the Celestial Master's Residence is? We have admired him for a long time and hope to pay him a visit.”
A negotiation expert stepped forward and said politely.
Another old Taoist priest opened his eyes and said unhappily.
"The Celestial Master's Residence is at Mount Longhu. We've already become disciples of the Celestial Master's Residence, but we're still unable to enter. Be good and line up at the back!"
What the f * ck? You want to learn from me? We're here to negotiate, okay?
Knowing that there would be no more information if they continued chatting, the group could only go down the mountain unwillingly.
On the way down the mountain, a religious folklore expert suddenly spoke.
"Things are a little complicated. Perhaps the Celestial Realm really exists!”
As soon as he said that, everyone stopped in their tracks.
"How did you know?"
Zhao Hong Guo looked at him solemnly.
"You should also have a question. Since the Celestial Master's Residence is on Mount Longhu, why can't we find it with our science and technology?”
"I have a guess. Could it be that a powerful cultivator has opened up a small grotto-heaven on Mount Longhu? Or is it possible that both the Celestial Master's Residence and the Wudang Sect exist in another world that we don't know about?”
"Of course, the possibility of this world being the Immortal World is very small. We can call it the Cultivation World or the Spiritual Realm for the time being.”
"But no matter which guess it is, if it is confirmed, then the possibility of the existence of the Immortal Realm is very high!”
These words were really sharp, causing everyone present to be stunned.
Yes. If the Immortal Cultivators hadn't lived in another world, how could we not have discovered any trace of them with the modern technology that we have developed for so many years?
The more everyone thought about it, the more likely it was. When they thought about the things in history that could not be explained with common sense, it was extremely terrifying!
"Let's go! Let's go down the mountain first! This matter had to be reported to the cabinet elders and Wang Ye. He did not choose to enter the Celestial Master's residence with the old Celestial Master. There must be something he had not finished! We can't let our guard down!"
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