Chapter 105: Kneeling to the Heaven to Pray for Immortality
What if divination doesn’t give any result?
It’s very simple, just change the object of your divination.

Take the target as the center and deduce the people and things around him. Even if you cannot deduce the truth, you are not far from it.

Gu Zhenzai's mind is in chaos, but are the people around him not in chaos?
"I have deduced the hexagrams of all the people in Lingbao Taoist Academy, and the hexagrams are surprisingly consistent. Although I don't know if it is related to Gu Zhenzai, I think it should be not far off."

Without waiting for the response body to respond, the Dharma body of Emperor Dongyin continued:

"This is the Wei Xing hexagram, with a dragon ascending to the sky, and clouds and mist following its shape. The hexagram poem says: The crescent moon becomes full again, and the flowers become more colorful. On the way back to the Peach Blossom Spring, I will meet a fairy one day."

Ying Shen frowned slightly and murmured:

"On the way back to Taoyuan, will you meet a fairy one day?"

……

……

The launch of the News Broadcast has received mixed reactions from all parties.

Most people just want to watch the fun and don't mind the trouble.

If we were to ask who is the most concerned and the most nervous, it would probably be Ouyang Mi.

Today's news broadcast was a video that had been recorded long ago. In order to achieve the best effect, she even recorded it several times.

Therefore, when the news broadcast was online, she herself was free.

When she had some free time, her worried thoughts immediately emerged like goose feathers, floating to the surface of her consciousness. No matter how she suppressed them, they would still surface again and again.

No wonder she was so nervous!

A month's busyness ends here.

Even though this was Gu Zhenzai’s genius idea;
Even with the cooperation of countless immortal officials in Beidu Palace;
When the time came, she still felt as if she was being judged.

Soon, as the News Broadcast went online, more and more comments on the program began to appear.

"Isn't this the dancing dragon girl?"

"Wow, it's Liuyun Temple. I just went there to burn incense today."

"What kind of video is this?"

"..."

At first, there were not many comments, and Ouyang Mi could still make sense of them.

As the news broadcast continued, she would refresh the page and see hundreds or thousands of comments surge in number, which was already overwhelming.

This growth rate is thousands of times faster than her dance videos.

"Did you make it?"

Ouyang Mi's pupils dilated as she quickly browsed through the comments, which were either commenting on new sections or discussing news content. She vaguely realized that they seemed to have succeeded.

"call--"

She let out a light breath, suddenly left the News Department and headed towards the Star-Picking Tower.

Following the announcement from the usher, she hurried up to the Zhaixing Tower and met Gu Zhenzai.

"Gu Zhenzai, how was the news broadcast? Was it considered...successful?"

Ouyang Mi approached, her eyes sparkling.

“It depends on how you define success.”

"Does that count as a success for Gu Zhenzai?"

"The news broadcast is a mandatory pop-up window, so the number of views will naturally not be low. If you want to see the results, you have to wait a few more days to see the view rate and completion rate before you can make a judgment."

Gu Yunli seemed calm and composed.

"That's it!"

Ouyang Mi looked a little disappointed. She looked at the frantic refreshing of the comment section and thought it was a success.

Unexpectedly, in Gu Zhenzai's eyes, all this was just the beginning.

That’s right, even if the content is bad, there will always be people reading it, and it’s not surprising that the comment section is flooded with comments.

While Ouyang Mi was feeling disappointed, Gu Yunli's next words made her eyes light up.

"However, judging from the feedback from the stock market, the news broadcast can also be considered a success."

"stock market?"

Ouyang Mi was stunned.

Then Gu Yunli snapped his fingers, and a screen of light appeared in front of him. Looking closely, it was the "stock market" section.

At this time, Internet stock prices are rising steadily. The upward line chart is pleasing to the eye.

"Gu Zhenzai, I don't understand, what is the relationship between the news broadcast and the stock market?" Ouyang Mi's face was full of doubts.

"The stock market reflects people's hearts. If they were not optimistic about the Internet, why would they be willing to pay a high price for it? And right now the stock market is still rising steadily. Apart from the news broadcast, I can't find any other good news."

Gu Yunli said casually, and as he spoke, he waved his hand, and the light screen changed, and the stock market comment area was pulled out.

Judging from the latest comments, "Xinwen Lianbo" has become a high-frequency word.

Seeing this, Ouyang Mi nodded, not quite understanding.

I feel much better now.

Since Gu Zhenzai said it was successful, then it was successful.

"I understand. I will continue to work hard and make persistent efforts." Ouyang Mi said excitedly.

"Well, just keep a good attitude. I believe the news broadcast will not be bad. By the way, we will follow up on the snowstorm in Lintong tomorrow."

"Ok."

Ouyang Mi nodded, and then subconsciously asked: "Gu Zhenzai, you said that news requires a new word. Since it has been reported today, why do you need to follow up on the report again?"

Gu Yunli said: "The significance of launching the news broadcast on the Internet is more than just a fight for incense."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the light screen changed. A snowy scene stunned Ouyang Mi.

She had just reported on the snow disaster in Lintong and recognized the scene at a glance.

——The picture shows Lintong in the midst of a snowstorm.

……

The dark night during the snowstorm is as bright as day. Looking around, the sky and the earth are all white, like a fairyland on earth!

However, for Qian Liujin, this expanse of white was even more terrifying than hell.

The house on which his whole family depended for survival collapsed under the heavy snow!

The situation in his family was better, fortunately the beam deflected and did not hit his family.

The second son of the Liu family in the village was hit directly on the thigh by the beam and screamed in pain so miserably that the whole village could hear it.

I don't know if I can make it through tonight.

Thinking of this, Qian Liujin glanced at Liu Erzi who was lying beside the campfire.

He had been screaming all day, but now his moans were getting weaker and weaker, and the linen cloth wrapped around his thighs had turned black due to the blood.

In the light of the fire, it glowed with a strange scarlet color, which made people feel sad.

"Ugh!"

Qian Liujin couldn't help but sigh and added a few more firewood to the campfire.

Right now, all the families whose houses collapsed in the village have gathered at the land temple to keep each other warm.

Unfortunately, the three-bay land temple could not accommodate so many people.

Only the old, weak, sick and disabled can gather inside, while the remaining young and strong can only stay against the wall, shivering in the north wind.

This made the elderly Qian Liujin feel very sad.

He looked around and his eyes fell on the statue. He took out three incense sticks from the cabinet next to him and lit them. He prayed devoutly to the land god to bless the villagers to overcome the difficulties.

“Grandfather, great ancestor, gods of heaven and earth, all kinds of great gods, gate officials, land gods and dragon gods, please protect our village and keep it safe so that we can get through this disaster…”

The muted prayers echoed in the land temple, making those who had not yet fallen asleep even more confused.

If there is another way, who would seek immortality? Only because there is no way, they kneel to the sky;
It’s not that I’m stupid and blinded, it’s that I’m unable to overcome the difficulties.

After a long time, Qian Liujin lit up the incense sticks and his expression became more and more sad.

"Excuse me, is this Qianjiagou in Lintong?"

Suddenly, a loud voice inquiring came from outside the land temple.

"Exactly. May I ask why you are here, brave man?"

"I am Zhan Shifeng, a disciple of Dazhuang Palace. I just learned about the disaster today after watching the Internet News Network. I came to help!"

As the voice fell, a dazzling light came from outside the temple.

Qian Liujin went out to look, and saw a young Taoist priest coming with Xuan Guang in his hand.

Behind him followed seven or eight young men, their cheeks were pale from the cold, their clothes were half wet, but their eyes were surprisingly bright!
(End of this chapter)