The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

The audience in the live broadcast room was confused.

But the Xuanmen monks were already frightened.

Cheng Yuan, who was sitting behind the camera, gestured to Chu Luo with his mobile phone and said silently: The backstage private messages exploded.

I guess it’s not just the private messages that will blow up later.

Song Miaomiao, who was lying on the side, blinked and said in a very low voice, "Sister Yuanyuan, what are Sister Luoluo doing?"

Cheng Yuan reached out and touched Song Miaomiao's head, "I don't know either. But she must have her reasons for doing this."

As she spoke, she cooperated with Chu Luo and moved the camera.

Chu Luo drew another table next to it, with three yuan and nine luck written on it.

While drawing, she said, "And next year is the beginning of the last year of the Three Yuan Nine Movements. This last year..."

Her fingers landed on the last bit of luck.

"It's the Nine Purple Fire Luck that only happens once in a century."

After a moment, Zhai Chang, who was watching the live broadcast, stood up suddenly and stared angrily, "Is she trying to measure the fate of the country?"

Another monk also had lingering fears, "If it's just to test the fortune of the country, that's okay. I'm just afraid that she will start a sect and recruit many disciples."

Zhai Chang was startled.

She looked at the other party in astonishment, and with the same frightened look on her face, she said in a trembling voice, "It shouldn't be possible! She has no family, no sect, no teacher inheritance, who...who is willing to be her disciple? Even if she is Anyone who founded a sect and knew a little bit of Xuanmen knowledge would not choose her as their master."

Having said that, Zhai Chang's expression was extremely ugly.

Not just him, but all the Xuanmen monks watching the live broadcast had their expressions changed.

Xuanmen has been inherited for thousands of years.

Even if a sect is established, it must be passed on as a teacher first before a sect can be established.

Since ancient times, there has never been a person who has no family, no sect, and no teacher to inherit the Taoism, who dared to establish a sect.

After a while, more people poured into Chu Luo's live broadcast room.

More Xuanmen monks, and some people who originally didn’t like to watch live broadcasts.

After Chu Luo briefly explained the origin of the Three Yuans and Nine Lucks, he said, "The past twenty years have been the Eight White Earth Lucks."

"The earth fortune of Babai Gen corresponds to the Gen hexagram, and the Gen hexagram corresponds to the mountain, which means that the past twenty years have been a period of stable development."

"The further meaning is obstacles, which means that some things have reached their peak during this period and a turning point has begun to appear."

Her voice was very slow and she kept writing on the whiteboard. The originally lively live broadcast room became quiet.

There are only a few comments.

[What is the little fairy doing? 】

[Aren’t you listening to a story? Why are you talking about the Three Yuan Nine Lucks! I still want to hear the story. 】

[Shut up, those upstairs! This is... this is the national destiny, not only the national destiny, but also a business opportunity. Haven't you seen many new accounts entering the live broadcast room? 】

[Let me just say that the number of people in Little Fairy’s live broadcast room has always been maintained at a relatively fixed number. Why did so many people suddenly come in this time? 】

【ha! I work for a Fortune 500 company, can you imagine? The boss suddenly called us and asked us to go back and work overtime. What was that for? Just watch the master’s live broadcast! 】

【Me too! 】

[Can you understand the scene where the company’s big bosses gather in the conference room in the middle of the night to watch the live broadcast? 】

"The character of the Gen hexagram corresponds to a boy, which represents a young man. Therefore, in the past two decades, the mainstream aesthetics has favored young and handsome young people."

"But the hexagram shape of Gen hexagram has one yang line on the top and two yin lines on the bottom, which means it is solid on the outside and empty on the inside."

"This hexagram says that the etiquette is given as upright, otherwise it is regarded as stubborn. It means that if you abide by the principles and rules, you will be a strong and upright person, and if not, you will be a foolish and disobedient person."

"The meaning of this hexagram is that no matter how good your fortune is, you can't do whatever you want."

"In terms of wealth..."

After Chu Luo finished explaining the eight hundred gen earth fortunes, he gently erased all the writing on it and began to draw other hexagrams.

【here we go! Good luck for the next twenty years! 】

[I don’t know why, but I felt a little flustered. 】

[Is this kind of great luck useful to ordinary people? It’s not those with money and power who can seize the opportunity. Ordinary people like us...ha...]

[The person above is wrong. Fortune has a great influence on everyone. Especially twenty years of great luck! 】

【Get rich suddenly! I have no other requirements, I just want to get rich in the next twenty years! 】

"Hexagram Tianyun Li, Nine Purple Li Fire, Li, everything will be bright!"

"The Li hexagram is the only one among the five elements that belongs to fire..."

……

This time was not long, it only lasted about ten minutes, and then Chu Luo pushed the whiteboard aside, smiled and said to the camera, "So although next year will be a year without spring, it will also be the first year of Jiuzili's fire luck. .”

"There is also a blue dragon that guards the treasury and will be blessed with wealth for ten years. In this year only, as long as you seize the opportunity, you will have good fortune and abundant wealth."

After saying that, she walked up to the camera and started calling the second winner [人不quiet].

But the live broadcast room was still noisy.

[I don’t care at all now whether next year is the Year of the Widow, I only care about whether next year is the Year of the Green Dragon to guard the treasury. 】

[Not only does Qinglong guard the treasury, but I didn’t hear the little fairy say that next year will be the first year of Jiuzili’s fire luck...]

[Wow wow wow, why do I feel that next year will be particularly good. 】

[And the anchor also said that children born in the past twenty years will all be very good-looking, and they will all be at the level of little fairies! 】

Not only the live broadcast room, the entire network has begun to discuss Chu Luo's live broadcast.

Even viewers from abroad began to flock to the live broadcast room.

The number of people in Chu Luo’s live broadcast room keeps soaring.

Chu Luo glanced at the number of people on the live broadcast and realized that the spiritual power in her body was also growing. She raised her lips slightly.

System: [Host, your spiritual power is still growing. I originally thought that no matter how much I grew, it would be difficult to reach the level you were before, but I didn’t expect...]

System: [If you continue like this, the hundred years of spiritual power you have cultivated in another world will soon be restored. I can't provide you with much spiritual power. 】

It sounded disappointed for a few seconds, then became excited again, [But the host is so smart, he will definitely be able to find more willing power and turn it into spiritual power. 】

It kept flattering Chu Luo at his funeral platform.

Chu Luo ignored it and connected with the second winner.

Once the connection is successful, the screen splits into two.

Ren Bujing is a man in his forties who looks honest and honest. He has probably been weathered for a long time. He looks much older than his actual age. He is dark and thin.

"Hello, Master." He said in Mandarin with a slight dialect accent.

Chu Luo nodded, "I don't know what story you want to hear. Is it a story about the past, the present, or the future?"

Ren Bujing waved his hands repeatedly, "Master, I just want to ask, is there...that thing where I live?"

He turned the camera and walked around the color steel room.

The room is not big, with two bunk beds.

Each one was filled with things, and underneath was a place for people to sleep.

Shabby and dirty.

"Master, are you there?" Ren Bujing lowered his voice, his eyes a little frightened.

Chu Luo: "There's no ghost!" Before anyone could breathe a sigh of relief, she continued, "But if there is Yin Qi, it means there's a ghost here."