Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 170 Imitation Show
After the disciple left, Master Weiyun's face was gloomy. In just one night, the world's miraculous image-recording technique had transmitted the fragmented images of the great battle.

The image shows Cangwuzi's enormous Dharma body, which is the size of a small mountain.

His body was wreaked havoc with demonic energy, and he was in a state of madness.

Below, vegetation was broken, rocks collapsed, the earth shook, and birds and beasts cried out in alarm.

There is not a trace of the image of a Taoist master who has attained enlightenment.

Let alone a highly capable person, even an ordinary person would not be so insane and demonic.

Clearly, Cangwuzi has fallen into demonic possession.

"How could the Qingcheng Sword Sect force Cangwuzi to fall into the demonic path? Or was someone else secretly behind the scenes? Was it the Demonic Sect or the Emei Sect?"

"Or perhaps it's a variant of the Void?"

Wei Yun's face was gloomy. This time, the rise of the Qingcheng Sect was probably not as easy as he had imagined.

Just as he was racking his brains, discussing how to handle the aftermath, a spell transformed into characters suddenly appeared before his eyes from afar.

"Just wait and see what happens!"

Upon seeing this, Wei Yun quickly bowed and said, "I will obey the sect leader's decree!"

As he finished speaking, the four large characters slowly dissipated in the air, turning into spiritual energy and returning to the void.

The office of the Daotai (provincial governor) of Sichuan Province.

A man in a tight-fitting outfit strode into the Daotai's office.

"My lord! The Martial Arts Association has launched an anti-corruption investigation into Wang Ping and has immediately withdrawn its administrative order against the Qingcheng Sword Sect."

The man stood straight in front of the enormous desk and spoke respectfully.

"Yes, this matter is of utmost importance. The imperial court and the martial arts world are currently in a delicate balance. Neither side wants any changes to occur."

"Yes! I understand. Since Iron Anvil Mountain is destroyed, there is still empty land on Crane Cry Mountain next door."

"Have the local government allocate funds to build a temporary Taoist temple for the members of the Qingcheng Sword Sect to live in."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

After listening to his superior's instructions, the young man in the smart uniform turned and left the Daotai's office.

Meanwhile, in a secret location in Japan, Luo Min, draped in a black veil with openwork, walked lightly into a grand hall.

The main hall was brightly lit, as if a grand gala was being held.

The bright lights illuminated the main hall in every detail, leaving no dark or shadowy areas.

There are a total of twenty-five seats in the hall. In addition to the giant wooden chair in the middle that is comparable to the dragon throne of ancient emperors, there are twelve solid wood seats on each side.

One person was sitting upright in each chair.

These people were dressed strangely, and their faces were all hidden behind masks of various shapes.

Luo Min stepped forward, knelt down facing the person in the hall, and said, "Disciple pays respects to the Master!"

"Luo Min, you must have heard about the internal strife within the Qingcheng Sect."

The cult leader's voice was faint and intermittent, as if he were not speaking in this space.

But each word was imprinted on Luo Min's consciousness like a brand on his soul.

No matter what she did, she couldn't escape the infiltration of these words.

"I have heard about it, and I have already arranged for people to investigate."

Luo Min answered respectfully.

"Yes, we must find Cangwuzi as soon as possible. If he has truly fallen into demonic possession, I will personally subdue him. But report back immediately if you have any information!"

"Yes, Master."

"You and Zhang Kui, the Qingfeng Envoy, are both from the new dynasty of China. The Qingfeng Envoy was promoted to the rank of chief envoy for his meritorious service in expanding the territory. In the future, you may also be able to..."

"Thank you, Master."

Luo Min's face lit up with joy, and he quickly bowed and withdrew from the main hall.

"Envoy of the Gentle Breeze!"

As soon as Luo Min left, the Demon Lord's voice echoed again.

"The Envoy of Gentle Breeze is here!"

As he finished speaking, one of the twelve seats to the right stood up, bowed, and responded.
"Luo Min's skills are still shallow. I'm instructing you to secretly start your own path and make sure to take root in the Central Plains Dynasty as soon as possible."

"Yes, Lord Demon Lord."

The gentle breeze, whose mask was painted with a floating cloud, bowed in response.

……

The impact of Zhao Rui's battle with Cang Songzi was far less than this.

At the same time, many righteous martial arts sects, such as Emei, Shaolin, Kongtong, and Huashan, held meetings to discuss the "internal war" within the Qingcheng Sect.

After all, every school and sect has its own hidden dangers, large or small.

Originally, the Guixu visitors, with their overwhelming strength far surpassing that of the local sects, entered the area without causing much of a stir.

However, the incident involving the Qingcheng Sect alerted all other sects.

If every sect had a troublemaker like the Qingcheng Sword Sect...

Wouldn't that throw the martial arts world into chaos?

The various sects immediately strengthened the cohesion and unity of their members.

This was an outcome that Zhao Rui had not expected.

The martial arts world is so concerned because, firstly, Cangwuzi's displayed strength is terrifying.

Secondly, the strength and power of the Qingcheng Sword Sect exceeded everyone's expectations.

This matter has a significant impact on the martial arts world, and everyone must take it seriously.

But what was unexpected was that this matter had a huge impact in the secular world of glitz and glamour.

Countless bloggers and internet celebrities analyzed and judged the authenticity of these videos, and numerous reporters rushed to the scene to investigate the ins and outs of the matter.

Many martial arts masters have begun to step forward and offer their own judgments on the martial arts techniques shown in the videos.

The whole society was in an uproar.

It turns out that martial artists have become this powerful nowadays.

Is this still a human being?
In the past, even recently, there have been frequent appearances of martial artists at the Grandmaster level.

People might think that they are individually strong, but they haven't transcended the human realm.

But now that this has happened, the situation has changed.

He transformed into a giant tens of meters tall, and mountains were pulverized in his hands with overwhelming force.

With a wave of his hand, a vast hurricane of true energy swept out, darkening the sky and earth.

Is this how a normal martial artist should behave?
This is already comparable to immortals and gods.

If someone has such a powerful backer, who would dare to mess with them?

Let alone the police station, even the military might not be able to keep them in check.

Things are starting to escalate!
Many bloggers have started using various special effects to create scenarios online, impersonating real masters.

Many online celebrities also claim to be disciples of the people in the videos, descending the mountain in the name of their masters to subdue demons and monsters.

Some even went so far as to claim: "My ancestor has been resurrected, and I have since lived the life of a superior being."

I opened my eyes and found myself to be sixty meters tall!

After becoming a Grandmaster, I had countless female companions!

Don't ask, just type "666" in the chat and I'll distribute the secret manual of "Heaven and Earth Transformation" to everyone for free.

Such live video broadcasts are popping up everywhere.

Those who understand will naturally scoff, but there are still more ordinary martial artists in society.

One by one, people flocked into the live stream, pleading for the immortal's mercy and requesting the supreme method to be granted to them.

They began to dream of becoming immortals in broad daylight and realizing their ambitions.

The entire online world is rife with demons and monsters, making it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

The imperial court let it go, seemingly deliberately lowering the public's acceptance threshold so that when such a remarkable person appeared later, it wouldn't cause social panic.

It is more than a thousand miles northeast of Tiezhan Mountain.

In a residential house.

A young man was live-streaming in his room. Next to him, on a bed, sat an old man with a completely white beard and hair, sitting cross-legged.

A wisp of smoke rose from behind the old man's head, as if he were practicing some kind of magical technique.

"My fellow viewers in the live stream, my master is currently practicing the legendary Dharma Body Heaven and Earth Divine Art. However, he was injured a few days ago, and I was the one who saved him..."

The young man was quite eloquent, speaking fluently and without hesitation.

Although there were only about a hundred people in the live stream, he spoke with great passion, as if he were facing a concert for ten thousand people.

Just then, the old man behind me suddenly started swaying, and it looked like he was about to start twisting.

Upon seeing this, the young man quickly said, "Alright, my master is almost finished practicing, so I have to end the broadcast. If anyone needs my services, please contact me. If my master takes me traveling around, I won't be able to broadcast live anymore."

After the young man finished speaking, he snapped the live stream shut down.

Then he turned around and scolded the old man, "What are you doing? You almost ruined my live stream."

"itch!"

The old man uttered a single character and pointed behind him.

Upon seeing this, the young man jumped onto the bed, glanced behind the old man, and his face twitched. He quickly took the incense and candles that had been placed on the old man's back.

As soon as the incense and candles were taken down, the old man clapped his hands with a grin and said, "It doesn't itch anymore, it doesn't itch anymore!"

"Don't you feel pain? And it's itchy! You're such an idiot!"

The young man glared at him irritably, then got up from the bed and went to find him some soy sauce.

Soy sauce is said to relieve burns.

A few minutes later, the young man came over, holding a bowl of soy sauce and a cotton swab. He lifted the hole in the man's clothes, looked at it, and said in astonishment, "Your clothes are burned through, and you're still okay? You're really tough!"

The young man looked at the soy sauce in his hand, handed it to the old man, and said, "Drink it, don't waste it!"

Without saying a word, the old man picked up the porcelain bowl and gulped down the soy sauce.

The young man curled his lip and clicked his tongue in surprise.

He eats everything and nothing bothers him. Aside from being a bit silly, he's incredibly healthy.

If he weren't truly ignorant of martial arts, he would have thought the old man was some kind of reclusive master.

"Song Ziwen, what are you doing? Live streaming again? With your pathetic appearance, how many people would watch?"

Just then, a series of curses came from the doorway, followed by a fat man pushing the door open and entering.

"You bear, you think you can blow things up? I'm sure I'll become an internet celebrity, and not only that, I'll be a grandmaster!"

The young man called Song Ziwen glanced at the fat man and said defiantly.

"Hey, where did this old man come from? That white beard, is he your grandpa?"

"Your grandpa!"

"Damn, it can't be your dad, can it?!"

"Get lost, you son of a bitch! I picked this up, and I dyed the hair myself, hehe."

"Get an old man to fight a bear?"

"Live stream, guess how many people are watching right now?"

"How many?"

"More than a hundred!"

"Damn, you're awesome!"

The fat man was immediately excited; having over a hundred online fans was already quite a lot.

Many beautiful women posing seductively don't even have this many viewers in their live streams.

"Let me see!"

The fat man immediately became interested.

Soong Tse-ven proudly pulled up the live broadcast recording for him.

The fat man watched intently for a long time before suddenly turning to the old man and saying, "Don't you think he looks a lot like the figure in that video?"

"What video?"

"That powerful being who embodies the Dharma Body and Heaven!"

As he spoke, the fat man searched for video footage circulating online.

Then, zoom in on the image and compare it with the old man's facial features.

The two looked at the pictures for a long time, and then at the old man for a long time.

His eyes instantly became bright and piercing.

"Dye your hair and beard black!"

"Damn it, he was originally black!"

"Damn it, you big idiot, didn't you even check before you dyed it?!"

The two began their reform project amidst their grumbling and cursing.

Hair and beard must be dyed black, and clothes must be changed into Taoist robes.

He should be holding a whisk in his hand, and his appearance should ideally be fierce, like a demon with bared fangs and claws.

"Give your mouth a bigger gap, show your teeth! Yes, grin like a dog! Yes, yes, again!"

After a lot of work, the two finally managed to make the old man look a bit like a demon.

"He was using my account for the live stream; that's how I discovered him."

"What's the use of you finding out? Without me, would you have noticed how much he resembles that big shot? Besides, your account is already in use; we need to change the persona!"

After arguing for a while, the two quickly registered a new online account.

Then the camera was focused on the old man, who was made to stand on the bed and pose in a fierce manner, looking down at the old man as seen in the video.

These were just a few simple actions, without any words or audio recordings.

Soon after, a few tourists strolled in.

"Holy crap, is this for real? It looks so similar!"

The video of Cangwuzi has been circulating for so long, so widely, and so influentially that people have long remembered his "majestic" appearance.

There's a reason why it's so big!

Soon, more and more people gathered, and in no time, there were thousands of people online at the same time.

Many people even started giving gifts.

Although they weren't big gifts, they still excited the young man and the fat man.

"It's done!"

The two high-fived in celebration.

"Can't you say something? Say something powerful, like, 'Gao Yingxiang, I never thought there was anyone in the world I couldn't defeat!' Say it three times, and I'll give you a Carnival!"

At this moment, a viewer in the live stream made a small request.

Song Ziwen glanced at the fat man: "Are you in or not?"

"Go for it! What are you hesitating for!"

The two immediately said, "Let's send gifts first."

This guy named Gao Yingxiang is also rich, so he just sent the gift directly.

The two were overjoyed and quickly pulled the old man out of the frame, then taught him how to speak.

Although the old man was simple-minded, he had a strong ability to imitate. After being taught for a while, he was able to say the requested words in a silly manner.

The two immediately pulled the old man in front of the camera and made him start performing.

"Gao Yingxiang, I never imagined there would be someone in the world I couldn't defeat!"

As soon as this slightly silly remark appeared, the entire live stream chat erupted with "666".

Song Ziwen and the fat man exchanged a glance, and both saw one thing in each other's eyes: they had made it big!

In the following days, the two began to teach the old man various expressions and words.

This is so that he can say what the customer wants at any time during the live broadcast.

Fixed content has its own pricing, and customized content has its own pricing.

Within a few days, the two of them had increased the number of viewers in their live stream to five or six thousand.

Not only did their audience increase, but the platform also started pushing traffic to them.

However, when some people are the first to try something new, others will inevitably follow suit.

Within two days, more than a dozen streamers of the same type, with the same attire, and even some resemblance in appearance appeared on the internet.

Each of them has a lot of popularity.

However, the person in Song Ziwen's live stream who looks the most like him always has the highest popularity.

As usual, the two of them were livestreaming in their rented apartment with the old man.

Then a series of crackling sounds came from outside.

The two men peeked over with some displeasure, their faces immediately turning pale. They quickly turned off the live stream, pulled the old man off the bed, and pushed him into the inner room.

A moment later, the door was kicked open.

Then seven or eight people rushed in.

The leader was bald and tattooed; he was clearly a gangster.

"Damn it, you two have made it big and didn't even tell me? Don't you think you can take me, Brother Diao, seriously?!"

(End of this chapter)