Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 256 The Holy Lord Has Gone Mad
Where have the people gone?
Dao Yan Holy Lord floated above his own holy land, lost in thought.

He deliberately created such a big commotion and spectacle; shouldn't the entire Holy Land be kneeling to welcome him out of seclusion?
In an instant, countless bad thoughts flooded my mind.

But he quickly rejected them all.

"My five senses are powerful. If the sacred land were invaded, there's no reason I wouldn't have noticed."

Moreover, there was no smell of blood or traces of fighting in the holy land.

strange?
Where the hell did that person go?

Hey, there seems to be someone over there?

Dao Yan Saint Master arrived at the disciples' accommodation area with a dark expression.

These disciples also felt the Holy Lord's oppressive aura.

But as mentioned before, these disciples had only joined the Holy Land a few hundred years ago and had no idea who the Holy Lord was.

He had already knelt on the ground under the immense pressure, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

This is the power of the Holy Lord!

As long as they don't restrain themselves, even low-level cultivators won't have the right to look them in the eye!

I am the Holy Lord, and I shall suppress all enemies in the world!

When I am worshipped by countless sects across the Nine Realms, my words are the mandate of Heaven, and the Dharma will be perfected with the Dao!

But now
Dao Yan Saint Lord's expression grew increasingly grim.

He secluded himself for a thousand years.

It was bad enough that no one paid homage to him after he left the pass, but he even had to condescend to come to the disciples' accommodation area to inquire about the situation!

Where is there even a trace of the divine qualities of a holy lord?
If the other holy rulers knew this, they would laugh at him for thousands of years.

There was no way around it; if I didn't ask them, these kids would probably keep trembling like that, and anyone who didn't know better would think they had something stuffed inside them.

"look up."

Upon hearing the Holy Lord's words, the disciples who had been trembling uncontrollably raised their heads.

"Senior, our sect elders are not home. If you have other matters to attend to, why don't you come again tomorrow?"

Dao Yan Saint Lord: ? ? ?
"I am Dao Yan Holy Lord! I ask you, where are the elders and protectors of the Holy Land?!"

what?
Holy Lord?

Our own Holy Lord?!

A group of disciples immediately stood up, imitating the way they welcomed President Wan San online, jumping and waving their hands, tears streaming down their faces with emotion:
"Holy Lord! It's the Holy Lord!"

"Our Holy Lord reigns supreme, and he actually personally inspects our disciples' living quarters. This is truly a blessing we've accumulated over eight lifetimes!"

"Holding the sun and moon in one's palm, concealing the universe in one's sleeve, the three thousand great paths are nothing more than the lines in the palm of the Holy Lord."

"The heavens cannot obscure my vision, the earth cannot bury my body; among all the heavens and myriad realms, only the Holy Lord reigns supreme!"

"The Holy Lord Daoyan reigns supreme over the continent, possessing vast supernatural powers and boundless magical strength!"

"Lord Daoyan, your magical power is boundless, may you enjoy immortal blessings forever, and may your lifespan be as long as the heavens!"

Some disciples even took out their phones and started playing background music:

You came all the way from Dandong to give me a snow-white outfit~

To the music, they danced even more energetically, as if they had inexhaustible strength!
Originally, the Holy Master was somewhat angry to see these disciples die such pathetic deaths.

But their excited tone, wild actions, and sincere praise were all part of the story.

Not bad?
Whoever trained them like this, although they don't seem very capable, they are indeed quite sensible.

"Alright, stop jumping. I'm asking you all, where have all the people from the Holy Land gone?"

This statement came out.

The disciples' expressions froze instantly.

yes?

Now that the Holy Lord has emerged from seclusion, how should I explain the changes in the Spiritual Continent to him?
I've heard that some seniors who had been in seclusion for a long time went insane after emerging from seclusion because they couldn't accept the changes in the spiritual continent, and some old-timers from sects even resorted to harsh measures.

He wanted to restore the sect to its "familiar" state.

Can God allow us to use our phones?

At this point, the disciple who had just taken out his phone to play background music immediately put the phone back into his storage bag.

"Speak! I refuse to believe that the Daoyan Holy Land only has a few disciples like you!"

"Holy Lord, it's like this, all the other disciples of our Holy Land have gone to Ruyan City."

"Canglan Domain?" Dao Yan Saint Lord was taken aback: "What are we going to Ji Ruoyao's territory for? Is there some kind of Dao Discussion Conference there? Why did we all go?"

"Ah this."

The disciples exchanged glances, and one of the more astute ones spoke up:
"There was a conference, but we don't know what principles it discussed."

But before the Holy Lord, no matter how small their thoughts were, they could not be hidden:
"to be honest."

"The Holy Son led a group to participate in the Eternal Calamity Elite Professional League, while the other junior brothers and sisters went to cheer them on."

Dao Yan Sheng Zhu:
With the disciples offering their explanations one after another...

He finally understood what this Eternal Elite was all about.

A game for entertainment purposes.

It's of no use at all for cultivation.

However, skilled players can profit from things like "live streaming" and "power leveling".

The professional league held in Ruyan City is a PK competition that brings together the top 100 elite players from the Spirit Qi Continent.

"Nonsense!"

When Dao Yan Shengzhu heard that this game was extremely popular among the entire human race, and that many young cultivators were even addicted to it, he was furious!
"This is clearly a tactic of the demons!" "They're offering you a pittance to make you give up your cultivation?"

"The demonic path's desire to destroy our righteous path remains undiminished. It seems the war between the righteous and demonic paths has given them confidence!"

"They even play with the demonic path."

One of the disciples spoke cautiously.

"what?"

“I said, the Demonic Path team also plays Eternal Calamity Elite. One of them, the Fiend Soul Demonic Sect, has taken all twelve spots in the top 100 teams.”

Dao Yan Shengzhu blurted out unconsciously:

"What are you guys doing? How come you can let one demonic cultivation sect monopolize everything? No, you even play with demonic cultivation?"

The disciples answered honestly:
"Yeah, let's play."

"Can't games really improve cultivation levels?"

"No."

Dao Yan Saint Master once suspected that these disciples were deceiving him, but he knew that these people had no reason to lie to him.

He has spent his entire life cultivating.

Everything I do is for the purpose of cultivation.

It wasn't just him; everyone in their era understood the principle that backwardness invites aggression.

"What's the point? Since you can't cultivate, there should be some benefits to being an Eternal Tribulation Elite, right? Playing games all day and not making any progress in cultivation, won't you be laughed at by your peers?"

Upon hearing this, the disciples immediately had something to say and began to chatter amongst themselves:

"Your Majesty is mistaken. Playing the game well brings you far more prestige than having a high level of cultivation."

"That's right, I'm a Diamond rank player. Some players in the game who are still in the early stages of their career advancement call me 'Gao Shou' (a term of endearment for a player who is skilled at carrying others) and ask me to carry them."

"If we were to fight an invincible war god, even a Mahayana stage Venerable would have to treat him with utmost respect!"

"Yes, there are hundreds, if not thousands, of Mahayana Venerables on the Spirit Qi Continent, but only 500 spots for Invincible War Gods! The weak go down, the strong come up!"

"Your Majesty should know which one is more prestigious and which one is more difficult, right?"

According to them.

It seems that Invincible God of War is indeed a bit more difficult?
"So you guys play games all day and don't live a proper life? Low cultivation level means low salary, low salary means slow cultivation level growth, it's a vicious cycle."

Seemingly realizing that Dao Yansheng was not bad, the disciples were no longer nervous:

"Oh, Holy Lord, no offense, but what can the Holy Land do with just a few hundred spirit stones a month?"

"Hey!" Dao Yan Saint Master had something to say: "A few hundred is too little? A normal sect would give its disciples a few dozen spirit stones a month at most!"

"Tch, I can easily earn more than a month's salary in the Holy Land by just going to Fire Refining Valley to grind screws for a couple of days."

"Exactly, the salary from the Holy Land isn't even enough for my freedom to smoke cigarettes."

"That's not enough for me to go to the female anchor and ask for some screen time."

Well?
These words left Dao Yanshengzhu completely bewildered. Were living conditions really that good now?

"But your cultivation is lagging behind; what if you are invaded by demonic forces?"

"Oh, Holy Lord, you need to change your old-fashioned thinking. Who dares to invade now? If anyone dares to invade, I'll just slap them in the face with my Douyin account. You don't know how powerful cyberbullying is!"

“My Lord, we are now cultivators of the new era, and we no longer engage in such earthly cultivation practices as wielding swords and spears.”

"There is no more war, and even fights are rare."

“In our Tianqi Domain, there might be a few uncivilized cultivators who fight. But in civilized places like the Tianyao Domain and Canglan Domain, both sides who fight would be captured and sent to mine.”

"In fact, they don't fight there, and they rarely even swear. It's the place with the highest level of civility on the Spirit Qi Continent."

"Everyone there is equal, no, all living beings are equal. Regardless of race, everyone is very well-mannered. Even beggars on the street receive the same respect as the holy children."

"Yes, even washing dishes in the Heavenly Demon Realm pays a lot."

Dao Yan Saint Lord wanted to slap himself.

There is no other reason.

He suspected he might be trapped in a delusional state of mind.

A mere two thousand years.
How come the Spirit Continent seems to have spanned several eras? All of this sounds too absurd?
"So, cultivation is useless now?"

The disciples thought for a moment, and one of them spoke up:

"Not entirely. Cultivation is still necessary. My only motivation for continuing to cultivate is that higher cultivation levels will allow me to live longer."

Upon hearing this, Dao Yan Saint Lord finally breathed a sigh of relief:
"Fortunately, only you have the Great Dao in your hearts, and are willing to pursue immortality and become ancestral masters. Then..."

He was interrupted again before he could finish speaking:
"No, Your Majesty, why do we want to become immortals? I feel that I have suffered too much before, and I must cultivate to live a longer period of time to make up for the happiness I lost in my childhood."

"Exactly, what's the point of becoming an immortal? To mine in the immortal realm?"

"It's also possible that he ascended to become a lowly soldier and was then killed by Sun Wukong with a single blow."

"Have you ever read the Investiture of the Gods? There are only a few spots to become immortals, the rest are just nourishment. The schemes of immortals are far more evil than those of our Spirit Qi Continent."

"The main thing is, even becoming an immortal isn't as fun as we are, is it?"

'Pa pa pa pa'

Dao Yan Saint Lord gave himself four big pockets in a row, muttering to himself.

"Heh, this inner demon is really powerful; you can't even overcome it?"

All the disciples were initially taken aback, then gestured with their eyes to stop talking.

Holy Lord seems to have gone mad.
If the provocation continues, the Holy Lord might do something drastic, like those mad monks.

(End of this chapter)