Chapter 519: Explosion [fourth update]
Chapter 519 Explosive [Fourth update]
"Well, the title is called Practitioners in the City!"
The young man checked the video he just recorded on his phone, and smiled with satisfaction.
The girlfriend next to him rolled her eyes, she looked at Su Yi, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that Su Yi had a sense of immortality.
Compared to this, the boyfriend who laughed wantonly next to him is like a pig.
She shook her head, then pulled her boyfriend away.
This little episode happened again later.
The biggest characteristic of Chinese people is that they love to watch the excitement.
Many people took photos or recorded short videos of Su Yi and uploaded them to their Moments.
Su Yi didn't take them into consideration, because he had already fallen into a state of epiphany.
Sanctification does not mean cutting off the emotions and desires, but a great enlightenment, seeing through everything in the mundane world.
The most difficult thing to understand is two words, lust!
Family, friendship, love, greed, etc...
Sanctification is not abandoning these, but manipulating them, not being led by them.
Although Su Yi has the power to rival a saint, he will always be driven by emotions.
In his heart, he is always worried that something will happen to his parents on Earth, and he is always worried that they will miss him.
But when he saw it today, he suddenly realized something.
Everyone has his own life!
Hoo—
The cold wind at night blew up and circled around Su Yi, making his clothes flutter.
This scene made the eyes of those watching wide open.
At this moment, Su Yi looked so elegant, with the posture of becoming a fairy.
Everyone took out their mobile phones and kept taking pictures of Su Yi.
Su Zhenhe and Zhang Lan walked along the tree-lined path. The couple are used to taking a walk after dinner. Seeing so many people around in front of them, they were curious and followed suit.
When they saw Su Yi, both of them were stunned.
"Why do you feel that he looks familiar?"
Zhang Lan asked with a frown. When she met Su Yi in the afternoon, she was full of concern for her son and didn't pay much attention.
Su Zhenhe remembered it, so he mentioned it, which made Zhang Lan suddenly aware.
Seeing Su Yi sitting on the bench with his expression constantly changing, the couple fell silent.
"Tsk tsk, today's young people really know how to engage in performance art!"
"Hahaha, this kid wants to get angry."
"Couldn't he be an actor?"
"Maybe he will be as popular as Brother Hairline?"
"I have to say, he really feels like a fairy descending from the world."
The surrounding residents talked a lot, and most of them were laughing. Although there was no malice, it was difficult for ordinary people to bear such discussions.
Zhang Lan looked at Su Yi, feeling inexplicably distressed.
Even Su Zhenhe, who has always been talkative, was depressed.
In the end, the couple didn't go up to talk to Su Yi. They were ordinary people, but they couldn't save face to persuade a stranger.
As time passed, there were fewer and fewer people around Su Yi until the park became quiet.
Early the next morning.
A piece of news quickly became popular under the promotion of major marketing accounts and self-media.
"A white-clothed practitioner appeared in Nanbin City!"
"Who is he? Did he come from ancient times?"
"He meditates in the park at night, is it for practice or hype?"
"The decline of contemporary education, young people's thinking is very dangerous! For example, he..."
"Shocked! A cultivator appeared in the community park!"
All kinds of gimmicks and exaggerated news began to bombard the mobile phones of Chinese people. This is the 21st century. Every day, novel and boring things explode, coming and going like the wind, adding fun to the fast-paced life.
In the video, Su Yi's robe flutters, as if there is a hair dryer in front of him. With his white clothes, there is a feeling of adding special effects, which makes this video popular on various playback software, and the number of views keeps increasing.
Nan Xiaopao yawned and walked into the classroom. She looked youthful and beautiful in her school uniform, and she had already dyed her hair black.
As a class flower, as soon as she entered the classroom, there were boys coming to show her hospitality, but she ignored them.
Come to the seat, the girl at the same table handed her the mobile phone, and said with a smile: "Look, there is a cultivator in Nanbin City."
Nan Xiaopao rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Can you stop being so childish?"
She subconsciously glanced at the phone screen, and when she saw Su Yi, she froze for a moment.
She quickly picked up her phone, played it from the beginning, and confirmed that it was the man she met yesterday on Nanbincheng Street.
"There's something wrong with this guy! Fortunately, I didn't talk to him yesterday!"
A girl came over, put her arms around Nan Xiaopao's neck and smiled.
Yesterday she thought Su Yi was handsome, but she didn't expect Su Yi to become popular in this way today.
Nan Xiaopao didn't answer. According to common sense, she would definitely complain about Su Yi crazily, but for some reason, watching Su Yi in the video, she was inexplicably dazed.
Until the teacher walked into the classroom, she still hadn't recovered.
"Students, you are already in the third year of high school this year, so please keep your spirits up. In the last year, don't take it lightly!"
The English teacher clapped his hands and said that many students are very sleepy now because they stayed up late reading books, and some even fell asleep on the table.
Nan Xiaopao's thoughts were also pulled back, she quickly took out the textbook, but she couldn't dispel Su Yi's smile on her face yesterday.
The first time you meet in life, you will never forget it.
…
When countless people were making fun of Su Yi, Su Yi came to the top of Mount Tai.
He sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain and continued to comprehend.
The mental method of the Great Thousand Reincarnation Gong began to work, causing gusts of wind to gather.
Here, no one can see him.
Last night's enlightenment made his Great Thousand Reincarnation Kung Fu a lot more refined, and he began to march towards the sixth floor.
He obtained the supernatural power of dream reincarnation after breaking through the fifth layer of Great Thousand Reincarnation Kung Fu, what will he get at the sixth layer?
He is looking forward to it.
At the same time, this is the first time that he does not rely on pure cultivation to increase his cultivation.
No wonder there were great sages in ancient times, who became Buddhas and saints instantly when they suddenly realized.
"Boy Su, can your talent be any more outrageous?"
Bai Yuan sighed, his words were full of jealousy.
"Seven Immortal Sword is not good enough for you."
The female voice of the Silver Soul Sword followed, it seldom speaks, and most of the time it is asleep, making Feng Long and Bai Yuan miss it often.
"It's okay, I match you, how about it?"
Feng Long smiled and said, he wanted to hook up with the Silver Soul Sword.
Bei Yuan became angry immediately, and began to curse Feng Long.
Su Yi ignored them and continued to comprehend what he had gained from last night's state of mind.
Time turns.
Seven days and seven nights will pass.
The turmoil of white-clothed immortal cultivators also began to decline, replaced by new interesting stories, but some people were attracted by Su Yi's appearance, and called for Su Yi's debut on the Internet, and even many artist companies went crazy looking for Su Yi.
On this day, a picture suddenly appeared on various social software in China.
It was a picture of outer space. In the picture, a three-legged golden crow spread its wings, with the sun behind it and Mercury beside it.
This picture is very realistic, and instantly spread across the Internet.
"Damn! Three-legged Golden Crow?"
"Is this a Phoenix?"
"Which P-picture master made a mess?"
"Boring picture, this is not the car I want to get in!"
"It's this picture again, why is every sand sculpture netizen reposting it?"
"The divine bird is coming, the end of the world is coming!"
(end of this chapter)